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@anthropologicxginger
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I am finally back everyone! I apologize for the hiatus I’ve had a lot going on and have been trying to get it all sorted out. So if any of you would like to do a thread please like this or message me!!!
PSA;
Would any of my followers like to either continue our threads or start up new ones? I’m so sorry I abandoned you all.
Attn Followers: Mun Cries for Halp!!!!
Do any of you know how to get coding to work on posts for the way tumblr is now. On the new dash I can get to the html portion but it doesn’t look right in the window or on the dash. And it takes away the block quote indent between replies. I just can’t even. T^T
Anthropologist AU
hydras-hound:
Bucky nodded in acknowledgement as he tapped along the walls of the pyramid. It was always a precaution of his to bring enough flash light batteries to last the apocalypse.
“We’ve got our walkie-talkies… but my assumption says we’ll be stuck in here for a while before someone from our team comes in range.”
As if ignoring the need to let supplies last, he claps his hands, “ya hungry? ’M starving.”
anthropologicxginger:
❝ ஐﻬ Do ya think the walkie-talkies can reach that far? We had interfearence earlier. ❞ The entire situation was just mentally exhausting, though in it's own rights exciting. If it wasn't for the small chance of death and starvation Avery would be extatic to be trapped among her passion. Suddenly she regretted agreeing to do the excavation in shifts. . But at least that meant someone would be coming around and that made the situation less perminant. 'And they company isn't bad to boot.’ The ginger thougth to herself as she crossed over to him.
❝ I suppose a little. My stomach is still in knots. ❞
Game of Thrones : Ep.1-3 If anyone of my lovely lovely followers enjoys video games or at least watching them you should creep upon my twitch. ^^ And you might even get to hear my horrible southern accent.
Anthropologist AU
hydras-hound:
anthropologicxginger
His lips pursed as he touched the heavily blocked exit. There had been an intense ‘cave in’, for a lack of a better phrase.
Bucky turned slowly, eyeing their water supply, taking a small breath of relief. He then turned to his digging partner, “There’s a chance— pretty good one— that we’re stuck.”
❝ ஐﻬ Oh this can not be happening. . . ❞ Avery huffed a in the midst of a highly frustrated sigh as she stepped away from the wall whipping the sweat away from her eyes. The ginger was prepared for a great many things but trapped in a collapse was not one of them. They were stocked with enough supplies to last them a day at best. In high temperatures the water would be lucky to last. Avery looked over at her partner with a slightly defeated look slowly crawling across her face.
❝ I think it's more than a chance. It's fact. Is there anyway to call for rescue? One thing is for sure we will have to make the water last as long as possible. ❞
drxgordon:
"Well… you haven’t tried an aspirin?" Lawrence shook his head slightly as he tried to hold back a chuckle, deciding to give the young woman a small smile instead. "Try that."
❝ ஐﻬ I have actually. . . About four of them. ❞ Avery grumbled rubbing the sore spot on the back of her head, wishing she had enough arms to soothe all of the aches.
❝ Any other suggestions? ❞
halfbloodrunaway:
Severus then smiled a bit and nodded to her. Remembering her easily, he started to remember just what she did. Excellent mind, chaotic student at times, but all in all a great student. Smiling, he then raised his eyebrow and walked away.
" I think i might be able to help you. Now what ones are you exactly looking for miss Avery?" He asked, watching her now. Though waling down the isle between the sides of students he then stood in front of the class and waited for her.
❝ ஐﻬ I thought so. ❞ The woman responded with a pleased smile, beginning the long process of digging through her satchel. For any normal person this would have been a simple task, but for her it was more like an adventure. The bag didn't seem to have an end and yet it was still normal in size. A modern miracle to say the least, one could never have to much space. Avery followed after him as he took his place at the head of the room. Stopping just in front of him as she finally found what she had been looking for. Pulling the paper out she carefully read off the list.
❝ Mimbulus mimbletonia, asphodel and doxy venom for starters. ❞
Reaching Out (College!Verse) | | anthropologicxxginger | | Closed
A wan smile and a small chuckle escaped him at her words. “Determined can be a good thing, I suppose. Though it may have led to you a dead end in my case. I’m afraid I don’t have a whole lot to recommend me.”
"I know what they say," he told her quietly. "I hear them too" He paused. "They’re right, you know. The things they say I did, who I was. It’s all true. I’m different now, but that doesn’t make it any less real. You would probably be better off if you steered clear of me, but I’ll humor you if you are so determined. What did you want to know?"
Hearing the man actually confirm the truth behind the whispers would have naturally made any sane or at least normal person apprehensive. And in truth for a brief moment even if it was on a small level Avery was not immune to the reality of it. But there was a certain appeal at least for her when someone could admit that they weren't the same person any more. Maybe that was a trait that made her a little naive? Or maybe not. . .Either way it's how she was, it took quite a great deal for the woman to hold a grudge, or judge someone based on the past. She offered him a soft smile to the suggestion of avoiding him.
"You shouldn't listen to them. . .You've changed and that definitely should be considered. Dwelling on things couldn't be good for you mentally."
The ginger scratched her head for a moment wondering if she has just made herself sound stupid, fidgeting with a loose thread on her shirt. "By avoiding you I'd be buying into all of their 'nonsense'. And you'd be eating lunch alone. That wouldn't be very nice of me huh?" She questioned with a smile, choosing for that to be her first 'question' rather than have the man dig up his past.
TUMBLR ACCENT CHALLENGE!
Your name and username.
Where you’re from.
Pronounce the following words: aunt, roof, route, theater, iron, salmon, caramel, fire, water, New Orleans, Pecan, both, again, probably, Alabama, lawyer, coupon, mayonnaise, pajamas, caught, naturally, aluminum, GIF,...
TUMBLR ACCENT CHALLENGE!
Your name and username.
Where you’re from.
Pronounce the following words: aunt, roof, route, theater, iron, salmon, caramel, fire, water, New Orleans, Pecan, both, again, probably, Alabama, lawyer, coupon, mayonnaise, pajamas, caught, naturally, aluminum, GIF,...
This mun happens to have all three of the above things.
If anyone would like to have the username send me a message. ^^
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//I'm getting them into the queue as quickly as I can. I've been getting ready for the holidays and recently took up crochet. Which is relevant to this because I thought making presents would be nice. Newb + presents = slow trail of failure. T^T
So just know I haven't forgotten you <3
I build up castles. I tear down mountains. I make some men blind, I held others to see. What am I? ((Thank you for the follow ^_^))
❝ ஐﻬ Oh a riddle. . . I love riddles! ❞ She chirped as she sat back in her chair for a moment. Avery chewed on her bottom lip lost in thought as she mulled over the words. It was a horrible habit, one that she’d never managed to break. Grinding her teeth softly against the rosy flesh of her lip her olive eyes widened.
❝ sand?!… Is that right? . . . Oh please tell me I haven't made an arse of myself. . . ❞
Closed || Edward
〔¿〕➝ It was a gruesome sight for most, but Edward thought nothing of it as he examined the dead body lying near the docks. He had worked so many cases, some much, much more mutilated than the one in front of him, and as a result he had gotten accustomed to the sight of blood and innards.
He was so entranced in what he was doing that he failed to spot the young girl standing a few feet away, trying to get his attention. He wasn’t doing it on purpose; he just had a tendency to become oblivious to the world around him while he was focused on a task. He began to hum a soft tune to himself as he delicately fumbled with the victim’s clothes, searching for any trace of evidence that would end up becoming useful in the investigation. The young man’s death was a mystery…but Edward had always loved puzzles. To him, this was just one more conundrum to solve.
❝ ஐﻬ Right. . . Here we are. ❞ It was unusual for someone of her standing to be called in on any form of crime investigation. But with her knowledge in cultural nature and trends she'd proved to be an asset. With Avery landing in the top of every class her entire way through school it put her first on the calling list. But as she stepped up to the yellow tape separating public and professional she wondered if she'd made the right choice accepting the call. Olive eyes raising to a man in uniform she carefully explained the situation sliding under the tape as he held it up for her.
❝ Excuse me . . .Are you Edward Nigma? ❞
She called out to the man pouring over the scene, he seemed to be off in his own little universal bubble, tuning out the rest of the world around him. Clicking her tongue in slight annoyance the ginger pushed closer to the scene to try again for the mans attention. Making the mistake of glancing down, instantly regretting it as her stomach turned a little. Reaching out she tapped on his arm gently.
❝ . . 'scuse me. . . ❞
"What’s this now? You look like a mess."
(anthropologicxginger)
❝ ஐﻬ Well trust me mister. . .I feel like a bloody mess. . . ❞ Of course she didn't mean it literally, just an expression. But that didn't change the way she felt. Which just to clarify was god awful. A tumble down a half a flight of stairs could really do a number on a person. And Avery was the proof of that.
❝ Got anything to make all of this hurt less? ❞
"Uh.. I think I’m lost."
’ y’think ?? how d’you not know if you’re lost ?? ought’a get your shit together, love. ‘
❝ ஐﻬ Yes…Think. People do it ya know?! ❞ That had actually come out a little more defensive than she had meant it to. She was just tired of not knowing where here was. And the fact that she’d been wondering for over an hour didn’t help matters.
❝ Sorry, didn’t mean ta snap at ya. Just been wondering around here all day. Not much shit to sort for a Scottish girl in a new land. ❞
