this is an ask/rp blog for kate marsh from life is strange. i am exclusive to the life is strange fandom, singleship, and extremely selective. any questions regarding my current blog state will be collected here.
hello! my name is kat, and i am the mod for this blog!! i run this little site all by myself, and am not looking for help. that said, things will be fairly slow around here, due to my busy school schedule. this blog also contains triggering content. nothing not found within the game itself, but i would recommend putting a few things on blacklist if you find self harm ,suicide , or depression a touchy subject for you. everything will be tagged under the format "#trigger //". please do not hesitate to request anything special for me to tag. i completely understand.
regarding replies &&. interactions, i will only participate in activities with mutuals, meaning you follow me, and i follow you. reply length is not an issue for me, but that does not mean you can bullshit a reply for me. if you do so, this tells me that you don't care about our thread &&. i will drop it. however, if you ever are not feeling a thread, or something's come up, consult it with me and i will happily drop it!!
this next part is extremely crucial. so please read this. the mod is very mentally ill. ironically, most of the content on this blog can set them off. if anything is bothering me, i will notify you, though i would prefer not to have any threads regarding self harm. that being said, please tag these things for me ( ESPECIALLY IMAGES ), either in my format specified prior, or my personal tag: "#kat dont look" my triggers are as follows; guns ,knives ,self harm ,gore ,suicide , &&. negitivity.
thank you so much for reading!! to confirm this &&. for me to check you off, please like this post.

█ ▌BANDAGED.
❝ THANK YOU, kate. ❞
with gentle hands, he took the papers from
his student. he let her turn in assignments late
due to a ’ special situation. ’ many students called
it bias, but it was only gus’s extent of him showing
compassion to kate. he knew she was going through
a lot. the least he could do was ease her deadlines.

she nods, her lips pulling into a minuscule
smile, she appreciated his patience with the
girl, despite the advanced courses she was
taking, though, she wishes not to disappoint
him. she doesn’t make eye-contact when she
talks, partially because it was a tough angle
to tilt her head, wholly because of her bash-
fullness.
‘ ———thank you again, for being
so forgiving, i’m sorry for
not achieving your expectations.
i promise do better. ‘

tremors quaked through her fingers,
tightening her grip on the held papers
in a desperate attempt to stabilize them.
kate marsh stood before a man that
towered MILES above her; she wouldn’t
attempt to look him in the eye.
‘ l-last week’s assignments, sir. ‘