Nina-delarosa:

missrosalyngrace:

Startled from a loud voice behind me I drop the mug and panic surges through my body as I turn to face an attacker. It’s just my neighbor. “Sorry.” I mumble. 

“ I was wondering if you wanted to finish the episode of Veronica Mars I was watching before you knocked on my door. Wait, I never caught your name! My name’s Rosie. I think I may have mentioned it earlier, but you seemed a little distracted.” I add quickly. I know her life story, well some of it and not her name. I knew that my social skills were sub-par at best, but I didn’t know they were THAT bad.

“ Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you. Uh, Peyton. My name I mean. And sure I could stay for a little bit to watch some tv.”

Knock, knock.

nina-delarosa:. 

I don’t hate you, I just don’t know you. Plus, you might feel like the odd one out sitting beside my fiance.

…but, we could plan to do something. If you want. There’s that cat lady across from me that would probably be up to do something as well.

That’s true. ooh, la la. Lovers paradise huh. what’s his name? We should I need to get out of my apartment. It gets so boring. I think I’ve seen that cat lady.. I think she’s the woman who gave me batteries that one time.

Has anyone seen Moana?

@impaladreamer-rps :

" Fine." Sam dragged his hand down his face. It was gonna be a long night.

"Yes!" I leaned up and kissed Sam's cheek. I rushed over to wear my coat was and flung it on. Looking back, no one had moved. Sam was unmoving in his chair, eyes downcast. He seemed to be in deep thought. Beka and Dean on the other hand were to busy making heart eyes at each other. " Would you hurry your lazy asses up. C'mon." I tapped my boot covered foot.

Escapades

@peyton-keating :

“ So I had a thought,” I said grinning from ear to ear. I had a fun plan brewing in my brain. We all needed some time to relax after this recent hunt and this was the perfect way to that.

“ Oh no.” Sam groaned. Her plans always involved something crazy. Last time, they went to a bar and she went shot for shot with Dean. Dean could hold his liquor. She however could not. She decided that grinding on everything that moved was a great. Encouraged when Beka would cheer her on. Both were fuming when I had to drag her away to Baby.

“ I swear it’s a good one this time!” I pouted folding my arms. We needed to have some fun. Them being grumpy be damned.

“ No. Whatever it is. No.” Dean said, crossing his arms and raising an eyebrow. Having to deal with her and Beka’s drunken escapades was not on his list to do tonight.

“ Beka, back me up here.” I flicked my eyes to you.

“I mean, we’ve been going non-stop for weeks,” Beka said with a twinkle in her eye. She knew it wouldn’t work on Sam, as nothing really did, but Dean could be swayed. “Don’t you think,” she went on, turning her doe eyes to the elder Winchester and biting the corner of her lip, “that we deserve a night off?”

Dean’s eyes twitched with the beginnings of a smile, and Y/N ran with it. “A little whiskey…some good tunes…huh?”

Dean shrugged and looked at Sam. “Maybe.” He was convinced. He needed some R&R, he just didn’t like to admit that his mind could so easily be changed.

nina-delarosa:

I’m wanting to take my sem’ya to the movies this week. They are both impatient and stubborn so I don’t want this to be a waste.

I haven't isn't it about a girl that's in love with water? Is it worth the watch? could I come with?

Has anyone seen Moana?

nina-delarosa:

Nina was confused, and now intrigued. What did she have to do at 6:30 in the morning? The intrigue immediately turned to frustration when she blew cigarette smoke in her face. She hesitated before she spoke. Breathe, Nina. 

She fixes her hair. “What do you mean?” She spoke spitefully as Peyton continued to walk away.

I stop mid-stride. I just stand there my back towards. The heck is she doing? just yesterday she was disgusted with me and now she wants a conversation? “ I turn my head sideways. “ Two words. Job hunting.” I say with a little bit of a snarl.

Job Searching

nina-delarosa:

Now Nina was intrigued. “How fresh?” She passed the heavy bag towards the girl.

“Yeah I have a few,” A few was a bit too loose of a term, but she always had a thing for artistic expression. To her, tattoos were symbolic. It was like historic artifacts on your skin and she was the archaeologist deciphering a code.

I stared at her for a minute contemplating what to say. “ like three days ago fresh. They still sting a little but nothing that I can’t handle. By the way, it totally flew over my head what’s your name?” I ask her trying to move on from talking any more about my tattoos.

Oh,shit.

Oh,shit.

“How long does it take for you to get up the stairs.” My friend Shawn mocks.     “As long as it takes you to do your hair. I’m trying to enjoy the peace before I meet my neighbors.” I retort. Gripping the railing I lug my suitcase up the stairs. “Ha.Ha. Very witty. Give yourself a medal, you ass.” I hear him huff out through the phone. “Thanks for noticing my awesome- WHA.” My body whacked into a surface. The next second I’m free falling and hit the ground.      “Oof” I look up to see I had hit the door at the top of the staircase and broke it open. “Yo, are you okay?” his panicky voice reaches me. “Just Bloody peachy.”  I pop the p.

nina-delarosa:

This girl was an anomaly. “Okay, then. Well, one of my first one’s is on my neck. It says know your rights. It’s after my favorite band,” She added, trying to make the conversation less awkward. Nina’s face contorted with confusion. Did she look like she wasn’t from around here? “I’m Russian…” She clarified, nodding her head.

“ I have one like that too. I mean a quote, from a band. It’s on my shoulder blade. it says memories take us back, dreams take us forward. “riiinnggg.” My phone rings and hold my pointer finger out. I put the phone up to my ear.” Peyton the hell! I’ve been trying to call you forever! what happened? Shawn screeches in my ear. “Dude calm down. you’re gonna get a heart attack. I’m fine. I’ll call you later.” I say while rubbing my sensitive ear. “What no.” He angrily shouts. “Bye” I snort. “ Don’t you dare-Beep” I end the call.

I look at Nina. “ Sorry about that my friend is a worry wart. Doesn’t know when to take a breath” I laugh.

Oh,shit.

PLEASE

Marion Lavorre: *is a loving mother to Jester, steps out of the Chateau despite her phobias to bid her farewell, kisses her forehead and gives her a parting gift to remember her by before warning the M9 to better watch after her little girl*

The Mighty Nein: 

*is worried about his family’s whereabouts after they left one by one months ago*

*was rejected and disinherited by her parents because they got a better “replacement” heir when she didn’t meet their expectations*

*biggest regret is killing his loving parents*

*an actual MOTHER who hasn’t seen her child in months*

*an orphan longing for any kind of family and acceptance still mourning the apparent loss of his only father figure*

Me: ADOPT THEM, MARION, ADOPT THEM

peyton-keating:

missrosalyngrace:

Huh. She was younger than I thought she was. I wonder what her story is.

”Oh I am just fine.” I answer a little too high-pitched.”This is a regular hazard when I talk to any person ever. Anyways, my offer still stands. A cup of hot cocoa, a few batteries and a lighter that may or may not work.” I say, smiling reassuringly.

I jump as she replies to me. “okay if you say so, I’ll gladly take you up on that. Uh, what do you mean a hazard? if you don’t mind me asking. You seem cool.” I smile at her.

Knock, knock.