Long time fanfiction writer, cosplayer, lolita lover, and hacker.
Engaged to Mr. Satoru Kogo
Since I'm currently planning my wedding, I have all the things pertaining to it right HERE
{This is a RP account. Character belongs to CP Coulter. I am not Karen Gillan}
“We have—” He cut himself off to swallow his bite. “We have to stop in Japan probably, or my grandmother will kill us. Also, you’ll like Akihabara and Harajuku. Geek heaven.” Satoru paused for another moment, thinking it over. “Obaasama will probably insist on presenting you with the wedding kimono, just to take pictures. If you don’t mind.” He rolled his eyes. “It’ll probably be, like, prom or something. In kimonos.”
“I like that.” Lucy said. ”Kimono prom.” She smiled and picked at her food. Just as she started to take a bite she remembered, “OH! And we have to go to Hamamatsu. I have some friends there. Chika, mainly.” She took her fiancee’s hand across the table, her red-painted nails glinting against the lights of the diner. “I can’t wait, love. It’s like all my dreams are coming true.”
ooc
the last thing on my dash is from february 16th omfg
i miss you guys a lot okay
like, really legitly miss you. and this rp. and playing lucy.
and i hope we can have a revival this summer so we can all be one big happy and drama-filled rp family.
i love you guys a lot.
-Hannah
ooc;
a week or so ago i was driving and i literally had to pull over because i got a really sudden onset of might feels out of nowhere
She laughed, taking a sip of her wine. “I’ll put a post-it on the stove as a daily reminder.” She teased, leaning against her chair. She smiled, looking at him. Something was a bit off. Or maybe just because she hasn’t seen him in a while. “Maybe we should get these plates cleaned huh?” She said to him, reaching out to touch his hand. Her brows furrowed noticing his hands were a bit cold. “Danny, are you okay?” She asked, concern shown on her face.“Yeah I’m okay I’m just…” he smiled at her. “Thinking. I’ve been thinking.” He should have written something down, should have planned something. For some stupid reason he thought this would be easier. But he was so scared she’d say no. He took a deep breath. “I’ve been thinking about how much I love you C, and how happy you’ve made me since we’ve gotten together. I think about it all the time.” It was getting easier to speak now that he had started. “And lately, all I can think about is how much I want this to continue. How I want you and I to be part of each other’s lives forever. I want to grow old with you, Cassandra. I want to start a family with you, to fill up that house we just bought until it’s bursting like your home back in Italy. And I want to be with you for the rest of my life,” somehow he had ended up on the floor, on one knee in front of C. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the ring. “So I guess what I’ve really been thinking is, Will you marry me C?”
ooc:
dead on the floor
Dead RP is dead…
I’ve been thinking this for awhile… It might be time to shut it all down.. :(
As much as it pains me, I kinda agree…
It is.
I’m part of it being dead and it saddens me but I have almost quite literally no. time.
ooc: excuses.
I’m buusssyyy so I haven’t been on much sorry
i have school
a job
and i’ve just been generally very busy with things lately.
He hummed in thought. “Let’s go on a world tour. Or something. Pick a few countries here, and a few cities there. We’ve got all the time in the world, after all.” Satoru grinned at her and accepted his food from the waitress, stuffing nearly a third of it into his mouth at one go. He didn’t eat often in the lab when he was really and truly engrossed in an experiment, and this was probably his first real meal of the day.
Lucy’s face probably physically brightened when Satoru proposed his idea. ”World tour!” She grinned thinking of where they could go and where she hadn’t yet gone. ”That sounds amazing, honestly just perfect.” She didn’t even notice when Satoru practically shoved the plate in his mouth, caught daydreaming there in the diner.
That’s really, really hard to imagine. But then again it might be because I don’t know Puck that well.
He can be really sweet once you get to know him. Once you get past the constant advances and sexual favors.
That isn’t exactly reassuring, Q. Oh well, I’m sure he’s fine. How’re things with you, anyway? I heard about something going on between you and Puck that’s more than just moving in.
Beth is now about nine. From what I’ve seen in pictures, yeah she has gotten pretty big. Puck has a scrapbook full of pictures of her.
That’s great! Oh that just must be adorable.
Yeah, but mostly funny. Just imagining the Noah “The Sex Shark” Puckerman being a loving father and scrap booking with my daughter
That’s really, really hard to imagine. But then again it might be because I don’t know Puck that well.
Beth is now about nine. From what I’ve seen in pictures, yeah she has gotten pretty big. Puck has a scrapbook full of pictures of her.
That’s great! Oh that just must be adorable.
