#sulfurbraved

𝐒𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐓𝐇,  𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐊-𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍     is  held  carefully,   travelling  across  the  room  in  light  dancer’s  steps,   only  to  be  slipped  over  a  tiny  body.    It  sits  well  on  the  frame  of  the  First  Woman,    hugging  each  curve,   and  hem  falling  at  an  incredibly  dangerous  but  still  conservative  length  upon  the  upper  thigh.     She  bends  at  the  knees  with  palms  out  and  facing  downwards   ––––   an  unminstakable  vainglorious  curtsy  in  the  mirror  to  her  past  self  for  making  such  a  delectable  choice  in  evening-wear   ––––   before  heading  towards  the  door  that  separates  the  bedroom  to  the  bathroom  in  search  of  aid  for  the  dress  to  be  zipped.          ❝    …   Would  you  mind ?    ❞

@sulfurbraved

omg i’m so sorry this is late but when i first came across your blog i was so intimidated because you are running such a quality blog then when we talked you felt the same way about me and i was shocked because i’m a potato. your krissy chambers and bela talbot are so iconic™ and i would love to interact with all of your muses if i could tbh. 

you are so loved and so important to the roleplay community i can’t ever imagine a place where we don’t talk. i know you are a certified mom friend™ but if you ever need a mom friend™ i am always here if you need anything even if it’s four in the morning or four in the afternoon.

                pencils drum seamlessly against his notebook, green eyes lit up with amusement watching his fellow classmates rant on and embarrass themselves. laughter that seems to bubble from his chest spilling over with ease as he leans back in his chair, drumming halting as he attempts to catch his breath. he’s creased with amusement before the teacher’s throat clearing catches his and everyone else's attention, the short girl standing beside the frigid witch was new. he’d never seen her before in his life, head cants to the side as the only desk is the one in front of him. brows draw together while lips are still drawn back into a grin as the teacher introduces her, the voices behind and too his side expressing their new found entertainment. ‘ new meat! ‘ 

Claire: I had a blue slushie.