Anonymous wondered


-pouts- I’m going to pretend this didn’t happen. 

Anonymous wondered


“Nooohuhu. Why. Why can’t you show yourself? I can’t date a nameless person for a week. That feels like I’m being a weirdo talking to a nonexistent being.”

Anonymous wondered
"I think that hot dog isn't using the right bicycle, if you know what I mean *wink, wink*"


I honestly don’t get it. Hillary thought, a little confused of what had been told to her. If that was a green joke or a mere simple statement that she should’ve get within seconds. Her brows furrowed, lips pressed thinly against each other before she replied, “I must have left my crazy imagination from the zombie apocalypse because I don’t seem to get its logic. I’m sorry, I don’t get it.”

Anonymous wondered
Thank you for existing


“And thank you for making me aware that someone is grateful that I’m here. Really, I appreciate this.”

Anonymous wondered
How about next time?


[[There’s no next time. 
And please respect that, okay ^^”]]

Anonymous wondered
WHY?


Keep reading

Anonymous wondered
I'm curious how you look like in real person?


“You mean with less make up?”

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Anonymous wondered
Don't listen to that other anon, I think you're really cool bro.


“Ah, thank you so much~ the first anon really took me by surprise and I don’t know the reason behind it. I’ll let it pass and think it never happened.”

Anonymous wondered
For a moment I thought I had died and gone to heaven. Now I see that I am very much alive, and heaven has been brought to me.


“And I’m glad you see the light before it is too late.” Hillary added with a wide grin shown on her lipglossed lips. “There are different meanings behind this statement. This could either mean about how you feel much better about life, it meant to compliment me, or something else; however, whatever it might be, it connotes a positive meaning - and I’m happy you shared this good vibes to me. By the way, Happy Valentines day to you, anon.”

Anonymous wondered
You scare the hell out of me. Not in a bad way but just scary. Why do you often write so much when you can write a one liner?


[The length of my reply depends on how long or short I have received. I don’t want my rp-partners to feel our thread isn’t as important as the rest. Also at the same time, I don’t want to burden them by writing way too much. So I try my best to reply with an equivalent.
Have you ever encountered listening to a muse that won’t stop talking unless you start typing things out? Just like an alarm clock, it won’t stop ringing until you pay attention and turn it off, or trying to hush a crying baby until you finally figured what’s bothering them somehow. When emotions flood in,  it’ll never be contained. 
But, I sincerely want to apologize if I ever made you feel that way.]

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