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Ronan D. Hellstrom.

@CosmogyralARP

☩ — ❝Some fires burn too brightly or too quickly. He was the flame and you were the match, dying as he tore through you.❞

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Ronan D. Hellstrom. Son of Satana Hellstrom. Member of @AShieldRPG. Resident Debauchee. — Retweet/Like to spread the word.


He's cooking. Anybody want pancakes?


| the a. academy as vines account has me howling


"Mhm! Fine as a daisy." He springs back up and flashes an eccentrically wide grin, shaky fingers reaching for the keys. "'Gotta rehearse."

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"... A little." Correction; a lot. His song choice would differ otherwise. Placing his head ungently on the piano, he emits a groan.

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The song comes to a sudden stop, glazed eyes making contact before he ducks his head and grumbles. "'S just rehearsing."

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Ronan is too far gone, oblivious to the oncoming attack as he belts holy lyrics. Careful not to startle him, his power is poorly controlled.

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Ronan is drunk and singing gospel songs. Yikes.


— failing to notice @BebeSoeurARP's entrance.


Ronan too! Ronan too! Subtle bouncing.


"A game?" Attention: caught.


| hit my boy up with some banter.


Ronan hands it over, having already been drinking. What a bad influence.


"Share-sies?" Waves an open bottle of champagne.


Storyline Call. Looking to form storylines. Open to both plotting and improvising. If interested: like this tweet, and I will DM you.


His biological family seemingly dislikes him just as much as his adoptive. Ronan should give up on the concept, really.


"They're all so angry.." Unhappy face scrunching.


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