aconfusedhalfdemon

Ciao! It is I, Ami-chan! Mun of aconfusedhalfdemon! due to an issue with my notifacations on my other blog, aconfusedhalfdemon, I intend to switch all of my muses, followers, and rp's to this blog! I will start to rp on this blog soon, but it is still under construction and my progress will be slow as I am usually on a phone and that slows me down a lot! But yeah, anyway, I'm trying to hurry up and get this blog up and running soon! :) Also I just realized I forgot to turn on the askbox buuuuuuut it'll be awhile before I get to turn on it 😓😢😂 ~ Tracked Tags: Aconfusedfreakshow, aconfusedhalfdemon ~ Personal Tag(s) You Should Moniter: withoutdemons, withoutthefreakshow ~ I'll answer and starters/greeters sent in a little while. I'll be using Elsa, Gil, Candy, Roma, or Vanya for most replies until further notice. I'll continue any threads I had with other muses on this blog as well. :) ~

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Anyone wanna rp?

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Why are you here? || Open || {~❄️~}

Elsa was still a Queen. A Queen of am entire kingdom of frozen statues, that Elsa had no intention of thawing, as well as all the ice creature subjects she had created. The reason she didn't thaw her statues was simple; If she did, they would leave her, wouldn't they? They would try to execute her, and accuse her of witch craft, wouldn't they? Of course they would. They tried too, before. Before Elsa's once blue eyes changed to glowing red, perhaps as a reflection of anger and resentment and hurt. Before fear became hatred, before love became something of a foolish notion, only real in the minds of small children. Before trust and forgiveness became to her nothing but mere fairytails. Before the light left Arrendale, and summer became nothing but a myth in the frozen kingdom, whispered only among the more curious of her snow creations. Elsa had not always been this way, and yet she could not remember a time before she became this way; She could not remember a time before isolation, before frozen wastelands and statues with either unaware or horrified expeessions, before ice and cold ruled her kingdom. She could not remember a time before ice and snow and frozen air that burned her lungs, seared her skin like hot iron, but embraced her gently like a mother would. Elsa never minded, though. And on days like today, when people found themselves lost in her kingdom, she felt horribly conflicted, about whether she was excited or afraid of their presence. . Carefully weaving her way through the frozen citizens, she paused to gently run her fingers over the cheek of one— a handsome man dressed like prince—, with a sort of odd expression before turning and beginning to move again, following the sound of movement, until a stranger came into view, and she kept herself partially hidden behind a frozen woman, as she stared at the stranger incredulously. "Why are you here?" She demanded, but honestly she sound more like a wry child trying to discover the purpose of a strangers presence in her home.

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(Gil) Vesgar walks the forest, rubbing his head in confusion. Where was he? Where'd his axe go? Drangleic's timeline must've thrown him out or something. He didn't really know. But he was unarmed and had no clue where he was. The only thing he really had was black armor that was mostly leather and cloth, a long black cape, and his pride. Somewhat. Walking without knowing where he was going, he bumped into someone on accident. "Oh, i apologize! Are you alright?"

Gil was just wondering about the forest close to his home out of boredom, keeping his on the ground and making a conscious effort to step on and snap any twig or stick he saw on the ground in attempt to entertain himself. Unfortunately, it wasn’t working.

He was just about to turn back and go home since it would be getting dark soon when someone bumped into him, causing him to let a very unmanly squeal as he stumbled back a bit and nearly fell before catching his balance.

"What? Oh, uh, ja. Fine." He said, looking up at the stranger, still a bit startled. He found it rather odd that somehow, even with all the open space, some random guy in the forest manage to run into him, but whatever…. "What about you?" As if bumping into him would’ve done anything to the taller.

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vesgar-the-restless:

“Alright then, but the place is a bit of a fixer up, and I don’t know about the electrical wireing, so I wouldn’t suggest using the lights. Nice meeting you too,” Said as he lightly scratched his neck, his other hand in his pants pocket. It was likely Gil would stick around for a bit, probably more out of curiosity about the man then anything else. “This way then, and watch your step.” With that, he started walking, stepping over a few things before stepping on to a log and walking across it. Not because it was directly in his path or because he needed too, but because walking on the long mossy log seemed like something fun.

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Vesgar followed in the footsteps of Gil. the forest was rather, natural to him. Knowing where to step, how to, etc.While he barely understood a thing he said about ‘electrical wiring,’ he listened intently. As they walked in the forest, Vesgar’s eyes commonly drifted to the other man. What a strange individual, indeed. Never had he seen clothing like that. Anything Gil said about modern day things just completely went over his head. But he found the other’s company rather…Nice. “So how do you know so much about the forest? Do you come here a lot?” It was a bit of a stupid question, but hey, he has no clue where he is.

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Black skinny jeans, white and gray stripes sweater, hightop converse, bracelets, necklace with dog tags with something written in German, a black beanie, black rubber bracelets, a dark grey messenger back hanging off his left shoulder. Definitely not something he would've seen in his time. Gilbert knew a good bit about it, even if Vesgar, casually talking what he assumed needed to be done to the wires, before he shifted to the topic of the forest. "Hm? Oh, I live close by, und spend a lotta time here. Great place for taking pictures, especially in the spring."

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"Start wearing makeup like a normal girl." "Do something with your hair, straighten it, maybe." "Wear girlier clothes, stop being a tomboy." "Start wearing jewelry, and none of those piercings, I mean normal girl jewelry." "Dress like your friends, imitate their style. Makeup, hair, clothes, jewelry, even for small things, like going shopping or buying groceries. Just be a girl, for fucks sake." Okay fine, fine I'll do that. Okay I've done that, and now everyone gets pissed when I need time to do my makeup, when I won't wear something unless it's in style with my friends, when I do exactly what they've asked and dress and act like a girl and copy the girls I know because, "I dress up to much.", "I used to get ready quickly but now it takes forever.", "I'm always trying to show off.", "I'm to worried about how I look." Um okay if I can't be a boy, I can't be a tomboy girl, I can't be girly, but I can't be the in between of any of those, what the hell should I be?

[aconfusedhalfdemon]

So,….at least I tried.

Anyway, idek what song this is or who it’s by (I heard someone playing it yesterday, don’t judge me) but the lyrics are not mine.

Also sorry it’s kinda sucky, I’ve been sick lately so it’s not as good as it could be.

Please do not copy/repost/save without my permission first.

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Ahaha I remember this I was sick the day I recorded this I think but it's been a minute so I don't remember for sure. I wanna make a YouTube for my covers but I don't do long videos really and I'd feel so dumb if everything I posted was always under a minute and thirty seconds and I've not been doing or recording much of anything I sing lately

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(Gil) Vesgar walks the forest, rubbing his head in confusion. Where was he? Where'd his axe go? Drangleic's timeline must've thrown him out or something. He didn't really know. But he was unarmed and had no clue where he was. The only thing he really had was black armor that was mostly leather and cloth, a long black cape, and his pride. Somewhat. Walking without knowing where he was going, he bumped into someone on accident. "Oh, i apologize! Are you alright?"

Gil was just wondering about the forest close to his home out of boredom, keeping his on the ground and making a conscious effort to step on and snap any twig or stick he saw on the ground in attempt to entertain himself. Unfortunately, it wasn’t working.

He was just about to turn back and go home since it would be getting dark soon when someone bumped into him, causing him to let a very unmanly squeal as he stumbled back a bit and nearly fell before catching his balance.

"What? Oh, uh, ja. Fine." He said, looking up at the stranger, still a bit startled. He found it rather odd that somehow, even with all the open space, some random guy in the forest manage to run into him, but whatever…. "What about you?" As if bumping into him would’ve done anything to the taller.

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vesgar-the-restless:

Gil wondered if he was one of those guys that came out to drink himself unconscious, and maybe his friends convinced him to dress up all old school or something? Biting the inside of his lip, he decided he didn’t even care enough to keep thinking about it…. “Oh wow, I never would’ve figured that out.” His tone was just dripping with sarcasm as he rolled his eyes. “Well Vesgar, I’m Gil.” He said, before raising an eyebrow at his question, but nodding nonetheless. “Ja, I do.” He spent enough time wondering around to know where a few were, though he was sure there were plenty he had yet to find. “I know where a cave or two are, and an old house out by the river, if that’s what you’re looking for. Want me to show you….?”

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Vesgar nodded. “The house sounds nice enough, yes, please do.” If it was in disrepair, Vesgar was sure he could fix it. Growing up on a farm had benefits, sometimes. He could easily fix some of the woodwork, if it really needed it. He was strong enough, too. “It’s pleasant to meet you, Gil.” He said, looking around the forest. Ves was quite keen on adventuring places he hadn’t seen before, but before he did any of that, he was hoping to find somewhere to stay. Hopefully Gil would stay around a bit longer. He could use the help of someone who actually knows the area. It would be oh so hard to explain where he’s from. Especially considering someone might think he’s crazy, if he actually said. Looking down at Gil, he gave a sincere smile. “Please, lead the way.”

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"Alright then, but the place is a bit of a fixer up, and I don't know about the electrical wireing, so I wouldn't suggest using the lights. Nice meeting you too," Said as he lightly scratched his neck, his other hand in his pants pocket. It was likely Gil would stick around for a bit, probably more out of curiosity about the man then anything else. "This way then, and watch your step." With that, he started walking, stepping over a few things before stepping on to a log and walking across it. Not because it was directly in his path or because he needed too, but because walking on the long mossy log seemed like something fun.

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Ever have on those days where you don't wanna get out of bed? Not because you feel sad, or depressed, but simply because you feel really relaxed and safe and warm and okay under your comforter and you know that, for whatever reason when you get out of bed, you will feel nervous and vulnerable and exhausted because the feelings just drain your energy? Today's one of those days for me (dad says it's just my anxiety problems) and I'm like just nooooo I don't wanna get out of beeeeeed I'm taking a gap year because skipped grades anyway why must I get up

[rpmememaker]

"Have you seen you?" "You look terrible." "When was the last time you ate?" "Are you sure you can handle that on your own?" "Do I look sick to you?" "Ugh, I think I’m going to be sick." "Are you sure that was supposed to make me feel better?" "Since when do you have medical…

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PUT SAD HEADCANONS IN MY ASK

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[goodsprings]

when someone casually mentions the thing ur obsessed with

[jacegem]

EVEN THE LOOK IN HIS EYES IS THE SAME.

[look-a-meme]

1. “I’m scared.”

2. “I don’t like you like that.”

3. “I can’t marry him/her….because I’m in love with someone else.”

4. “I love cats.”

5. “I love dogs.”

6. “I really wanna fuck you right now.”

7. “I really want you to fuck me right now.”

8. “Do it. Do it. Do it. Do it. Do it.”

9. “Don’t do...

[fiercxlyhopxful]

Your muse hears mine crying in an alleyway, only to find them beaten, bloodied and bruised. A dark figure stands over them, about to strike. How does your muse react?

[inboxideas]

Send me "Librarian!" + a number and I'll grab the closest book, flip to that page number, and make us a starter using a random line of text from said page!

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Zzz~... || Open || Vanya

Vanya was sleeping comfortably in someone bag, curled up in the bottom.

Normally, he might not have done something like that, but it was cold outside and snowing, and it was surprisingly warm in the bag, so he had decided he would stay there for awhile, but ended up falling asleep.

And, as someone picked up the bag, possibly to look in it, possibly to take it with them, he didn’t stir, and just remained in a peaceful sleep….

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Anyone wanna rp? Drop me a starter, maybe? Ask for a starter, maybe? Come hand out with Vanya because he's cute and a tiny little snake dude??

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My parents just told me this story about this identical twin boys who grew up exactly the same and had the same DNA and all that shit and they grew up in a Christian home. One turned out gay, one turned out straight. They said that's proof it was a choice and I couldn't gelo but be like, "Uh, can I call B.S. on that? Pretty sure it proves it's NOT a choice. Two people grew up in exactly the same household with the same parents and raising and ones gay and ones not but both are Christian? Seems like he wouldn't choose to be gay if that's the scared, he'd probably be too scared. Not to mention that if you can just choose to get it up for another dude, you're probably not one hundred percent straight bro." And now they're making me meet up with them somehow tomorrow when I should be slacking on homework for lessons on homosexuality being wrong fucking hell why do they do this Like I'm just saying if the little fuckin dude grew up in a Christian home he'd probably be scared as fuck to be gay and I firmly If you choose to get boners for dudes your at least bisexual.

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Gosh darn it Homework and chores all day and now I've gotta do my history paper /cRYING/