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@animusxumbra
Proud to announce I am working on getting this blog back up and running. Seriously this time. New layout, new icon, new pages, etc. It's just going to take me a long time to get it all up and running. I am not entirely sure how to look for rpers on this site though. Almost everyone I was following hasn't been active in 5-6 years. Myself included. I haven't rped in a long ass time.
No idea why this blog was deleted a couple days ago. I never got a response. But at least it’s back? I wish I knew what happened still, but at least it’s here and I don’t have to make a new one. Anyway, I’m planning on coming back. It’s gonna be slow, cause I work nights and I don’t always have a whole lot of time. I need to fix up all the pages, and restrict this blog down the only universes I still use. Or just pick one. I might make a spare rp blog, in case something happens to this one again.
lol i’m surprised i still have followers and im still receiving asks on this blog, even though I’ve been inactive for like 3 years or something like that.
My NB disabled self is being kicked out needs school money.
So here is another one of these posts, which is an unfortunate situation for anyone to be in.
I am a disabled non binary person who has been trying for a long time. Trying what you ask? Fighting s*icidal thoughts and ideation for the majority of my good and bad days and, fighting to get better. Trying to be a good person.
I WANT TO GO TO SCHOOL!
I recently stated that I’d like to go to college, it’s been the first time I set my mind on a real attainable goal and took steps toward going there. I plan to attend Ms Lorie’s college of aesthetics to become a nail technician and get a degree! Since I’m an artist, I feel being a nail technician and helping people feel pretty would be an ideal profession for me.
I am mentally ill.
Unfortunately I live with people who I rely on financially that often bring me down. Intentionally and unintentionally sometimes, because I can be quite sensitive. I often can’t or won’t stick up for myself. Well recently I made the mistake of not agreeing with how I was being treated and saying something. It got heated, more than I would have liked.
But now I am being punished for what I feel is a result of my own mental illness, and let me tell you. It’s no fun being punished for your mental illness. Because I do that enough to myself.
I am being kicked out of my house.
I don’t know when but I know it’s soon, I am being kicked out of my house for sticking up for myself, long story short they don’t want me here, despite me trying to make myself as quiet to myself as possible.
So I need to get enough money to apply to college and perhaps enough to get me through a while of me trying to get a stable situation figured out with no help from people around me.
please donate.
I humbly ask that you please donate to my paypal. [email protected] anything I get to help me help myself is going to be deeply appreciated. Words of encouragement and reblogs also go a long way with me.
a friend of mine said it's your birthday, so happy birthday! hope its a good one!
Thank you so much! I really appreciate the gesture. <3
happy birthday!!!
Thank you, Anon. I really appreciate it. <3
"Hi there, Marshmallow!" Blue giggled, waving at Funtime Freddy. "Nah, I'm joking with ya. But seriously, hello there! Do you mind a hug?" Blue wraps her arms around the pink and white bear. "I love giving out hugs, especially when it's cold outside... and I need to warm up... geez." She shivered gently, tail swaying from side to side as she smiled up at him.
Giggling loudly - almost obnoxiously, Funtime Freddy cocks his head. Bon Bon looks less impressed, almost annoyed as he is held in the air. “A hug?” Funtime Freddy asks the minute he stops giggling. “Freddy, no… we don’t know-” Bon Bon started.
“Sure, friend!” Freddy interrupted, holding an arm out in an offering. “C’mere, new buddy! You may have all the hugs. I like hugs!” He didn’t seem to have a volume control, as he was still super loud. Bon Bon rolled his eyes but didn’t say anything else. But that didn’t mean he wasn’t keeping an eye on this stranger.
Rebagel if you’re open to Skype/Discord RP with folks you trust.
vin-robles:
Because some days, the blog format just ain’t doin’ it.
↖This User Alway Wants To Write But Never Does
There’s only 24 hours in a day…
and h a l f of those, you lay awake
with thoughts of
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&&
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Raise your hand if you follow a bunch of awesome rp blogs but are too afraid to talk to them.
@symphoniaxregia continued from x.
Trap nearly regretted what he had said. He didn't always think what he said through. But he had meant it. The tip of one ear curled, and his broken ear drooped to the side. His lips curled into a frown and he turned away. While he listened, he kept utterly silent for the most part. While he was one of the more vocal cyborg's in their group, he knew better than to interrupt Hazel right now. But, perhaps it was out of respect and love that he waited for her to say everything she needed to say.
He crossed his arms over his chest and tilted his head backward. What upset her were concepts he had never really thought about. By the time she was finished talking, he wasn't sure what to say. He never thought about things like having kids. They'd never spoken about it before. Was it because of Anita's presence? She was going to have something they'd never have – a child. When she first arrived among them, Trap didn't envy her. Nor Freddy, whom they worked so diligently to free. He'd thought they were idiots at the time, for bringing a child into this world.
Finally, he turned back around and cocked his head. “Hazel, you're looking at this wrong. Think of it this way. Without our situation, what we are, we would have never met. There is at least a hundred years between your birth and my initial death. Sure, we can't have kids. We'll never have a picture-perfect, white picket fence life, but we're here and we exist. We aren't under the control of Alistair. We have every day together, and we're not separated.” He paused, trying to be more clear about what he meant. Sort of.
“I didn't lose you too.” His voice was quiet for a moment, “I didn't kill you, or oppositely. I can't imagine what Goldie feels right now. Or Anita.” He paused again, moving. “An' besides, we don't need kids to show our love for each other. Actually, I was sort of angry when Anita showed up here. How can they have thought it was a good idea to have a kid? An, without Spring, I'm not sure how we're going to deal with that birth when it comes.”
He placed a hand on her shoulder, squeezing gently. “Besides, maybe I wouldn't have wanted kids?” He questioned. “An' if we live through all of this? Destroy Alistair? If we want, maybe we can adopt. There's probably orphans out there. Who says a kid needs to be from our DNA to be ours?” He paused again. From what he understood from before the war, people adopted all the time.
“An' it's kinda nice. We won't age, we won't die, or get sick. We can live forever if we're taken care of. If we get Freddy back, he won't have that option. He'll outlive both Anita and their child. I can't imagine what that'd be like.” He whispered. He could hardly stand it now, without Spring.
@symphoniaxregia continued from x.
Trap half-bounced away from the android. His glowing gray eyes focused on him in contempt. Lips pulling in a hard line. Had he a beating heart, it might have raced in the slightest bit of fear. Maximus is one of the androids in a seat of power, under their liberator. Though it was surprising it was just the left hand out here, and not both. From his own intel, they generally moved together. This wasn't the same as dealing with one of his own kind – a rogue cyborg, or even a controlled cyborg. He knew what to expect from the murderous killbot's, but Maximus is a mystery.
And yet, Trap could not let Maximus go. He couldn't risk him discovering where they were operating from. He could not let him near those he cared about – Hazel in particular. He'd die before something happened to her. And there were so many others he'd lay his life down for – people he knew from before he died and more recent faces. But she was in the front of his mind, as he watched the Android.
Trap's one good ear twisted, listening as Maximus laughed – an awful and high-pitched noise. An almost irritated expression twisted his normally grinning features. Weight shifting as he moved into a more defensive pose, gray eyes narrowing as he watched Maximus get up. Part of his head was caved in. Perhaps he should feel proud of himself. But the smile on his face was nearly terrifying – inhuman, a mimicry of the life that had once littered the land. Only with a special touch of insanity.
His own lips split into a malicious grin. His ear curled and shifted. He was quiet as he took a step back, muscles flexing as he got ready to run – in any direction that would lead the android away. “What, you going to bend me over the knee?” He half-joked, “Wipe my memory clean? I severed your ties once, what makes you think I can't do it again?”
The loss of his memories. Like Spring. They still had not fixed him. How could they fix him? He'd seen first hand that they were not impervious to damage. But he refused to go offline. Too bad he was upgraded for speed and not strength. And yet, his own grin only stretched, as one of his hands moved – slightly behind him, gripping a handgun he kept with him. Though, shooting was not always the best idea out here.
In that same moment, Maximus was coming right at him. He whipped the gun around his own body, quickly pulling the trigger with a loud bang echoing – and yet, not having much time to aim. Then he took off – dashing down the street. His speed kicked in immediately – almost making him look as if he was teleporting, even though he wasn't.
It's a 𝔥𝔬𝔯𝔯𝔬𝔯 𝔰𝔥𝔬𝔴
but I’m not afraid.
{i’m 𝐿𝒜𝒰𝒢𝐻𝐼𝒩𝒢}
{i’m ᴄʀʏɪɴɢ}
{it 𝐹𝐸𝐸𝐿𝒮 like}
{i’m ＤＹＩＮＧ}
if we’re mutuals there is a 102% chance that i rly want to talk to you but i’m scared that you’ll find me awkward or annoying and will dislike me
Symbols for Angsty Drabbles
🐺- My muse is rapidly turning into a monster and is trying to get yours to get away before they can get hurt.
🏥- My muse has been sick for a long time, and now they have to tell your muse that they’re most likely not going to make it.
🐍- My muse has to make a noble sacrifice in order to save the world (or someone they really care about)
⚖️- My muse has died, but ends up being reincarnated as a child and comes across your muse again.
🌷- My muse is forced to come forward and admit a terrible secret they have been hiding from mine.
🔬- Upon coming into contact with my muse, your muse suddenly starts having nightmares about something traumatic that had happened to mine.
🗝- My muse has been taken prisoner by an organization, and your muse has to deal with them.
🔮- My muse sees into the future, and has a vision of something they’d rather not see.
🕯- My muse has lost someone very close to them, and they aren’t taking the pain of grief very well.
🥅- My muse has been captured by the enemy, and is separated from yours for a very long time. Upon their miraculous return, your muse finds that they are completely different.
🌱- My muse finds out that they have a child that they previously had no idea existed.
🐲- My muse comes to yours as a spirit so they can say goodbye.
🐁- My muse has been a lab rat of sorts for horrific tests and experiments. When your muse finally rescues them, they find that they are in a horrid state.
🐅- My muse finds out that they are now the last of their species, and your muse has been sent to hunt them down and capture them.
☄️- My muse is from another dimension or planet, and mistakenly falls to your muse’s planet.
🗡- Our muses are good friends from different countries. When their homelands go to war, they suddenly find each other on opposite sides of the battlefield, and are ordered to kill one another.
