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[ayrendium]

there is something within. a bright flame, fierce. but it is spluttering out. hissing and snapping. burning and twisting, a live wire– at last it falls. 

                       and you are silent as the stars.

[ayrendium]

Greetings!

         By clicking that small heart button, you have officially embarked upon the path requesting a starter. Please be aware that these starters may vary in length ( anywhere from one-liners to novellas ) but additionally, they can vary by verse. If you have any specifics in mind for what you may wish the starter to be about, please feel free to drop by the askbox and send me your thoughts. Also bear in mind that by clicking that tiny little heart button, I will also view it as the allowance to tag you in random starters whenever the thought comes up.

                Alright; off to your scrolling and writings; I’ll get what I owe up as soon as I can.

[peaceific-archive]

               Noah T. Ribeiro

        Independent Original Character                       Written by Anne

                Let the sea set you free

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[vertigarim]

apologizes for not being on in such a long time; my computer has been broken for a few months now and I am trying to get a new one while trying to pay for the school classes that just started, as well as bills and the like. Thank you for your patience; I’ll be back to writing as soon as I can.

[ayrendium]

Hello everyone. I have created a personal account for when I am not in the writing mood or cannot think of what to write, or even if you feel like swinging by and saying hello. You may find it here.

[rbcages]

how are you so quiet about it? your sadness i mean. how do you hold it in your chest, in your eyes, in your teeth without letting it speak; how does it stay still?

[wordsnquotes]

Your worst sin is that you have destroyed and betrayed yourself for nothing.

Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Crime and Punishment (via wordsnquotes)

[lostcap]

but the things that ruined you, loved you too 

[lionofstone]

Divinity? Let me tell you something about divinity. Divinity is spilled blood and black ink, both staining old parchment in the name of A Holy Father. It’s angels swearing that they are Good, even as they raise their swords up against they own siblings. It’s golden stardust seeping into the universe, out of black holes and constellations, changing, changing, changing. Divinity is stained swords and red apples, split lips and broken bones. It’s angels fighting wars that have long since ended, carrying the weight of worlds in their hands, and pretending everything is fine. Divinity isn’t white. It’s gold and blood red, ancient and unforgiving. Say it’s in the name of your Father, young one. Say it is Pure. Divinity is a puddle sinking into the earth, spreading and stretching. It’s clear water finding blood and taking it in. It’s beasts baring teeth with flesh in between. It’s tainting souls and grace in shards. Divinity has not be Good for centuries. Divinity has been broken, my love. So next time you call for something devine, remember, remember, that Divinity is dangerous, and Angels are not to be trusted.

not all that glitters in gold, and not all that is gold is good. // lj  (via lionofstone)

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[astagesetforcatastrophe]

You are not weak. You are full of spines and wars, scars and fire. You are fighting to carry a heart so heavy even Atlas cannot hold it up. There is all of this quiet, drowning kind of falling apart inside you and yet you are still breathing. You are still here. You are still here.

astagesetforcatastrophe, you are not weak (via astagesetforcatastrophe)

[sprsoldier-archive]

get up get up  get up - dust is blowing in your face. you’re lying, facing upwards, on the cold ground. you laugh. your heart hurts, and you realize this might have been all for nothing. you realize you might have lost the fight before it even started. your bones splinter (and isn’t that ironic? in these dying moments, you feel alive) you pray to ares. your breath is threatening to leave your lungs, but you need to know. you need to know this wasn’t all for nothing (but this is war, what did you expect?) can you hear them? warriors just like you, their soulless cries echoing through eternity - what are you still doing here? why don’t you follow them? (maybe you are different after all, you and them) get up. the war is not over and you are not done (your heart still hasn’t broken your ribs after all)

// s.z (via boreahs)

HEY, NEWSFLASH, TUMBLR RP COMMUNITY: YOUR CLIQUE OF RPERS IS HURTING EVERYONE ELSE WHO AREN’T AS LUCKY AS YOU.

OPEN YOUR FUCKING EARS AND LISTEN TO THIS SHIT.

NEWCOMERS SUFFER BECAUSE OF YOU, JUST BECAUSE YOU IGNORE EVERYONE NEW WHO TRIES TO INTERACT.

THAT’S RIGHT, A REALITY CHECK FROM YOUR FRIENDLY NEIGHBORHOOD SHARKMUN! 

SO OPEN YOUR CLOSED MINDS AND HEARTS TO NEW PEOPLE, IT WON’T FUCKING KILL YOU. 

Everyone deserves a chance to roleplay, so why not be kind and actually a decent human being? Why, is it too hard to make new friends? So you shun and ignore everyone else who isn’t in your inner circles? Is that it? This happens in every rp community I’m in, and frankly I’m sick of it. Good friends of mine and I are turned away and ignored by people like you guys.

For those who are the victims, listen up: IT’S OKAY TO BE ANGRY ABOUT BEING NEGLECTED. People deserve so much better here. Not just the higher ups.

 I’d so do a purge on the “upper level” tumblr rpers if I could. Bring them down off the high horse and down a couple notches. 

EARTH TO TUMBLR: There are other people here!

[kiriyass-blog]

No, I actually think someone needs to bring you off your high horse. 

Because you seem to think you’re entitled to something NO ONE in ANY roleplay community is entitled to–and that is the ability to force people to be your writing partners. Here is an actual “reality check:” Life isn’t fair. 

You don’t always get what you want, certainly not if you’re going to act like anyone (let alone COMPLETE STRANGERS) owe you anything. 

What you’re doing here is guilt tripping, and I REFUSE to EVER write or interact with someone who makes me feel like I’m obligated to bend to their will, and that I’m a horrible person if I don’t. 

If I don’t want to “give someone a chance,” then sorry. I have my own reasons.

I come here for one reason and one reason only: MY enjoyment. 

I can’t enjoy something if I’m not comfortable with it. I can’t enjoy something if someone is telling me how horrible I am for not writing with them, despite my own feelings–I might have had a bad day. I might be suffering a depressive episode. I might just be too preoccupied. 

Despite what you think you know, you will never fully understand who a person feels until you see it from their perspective.

There are actual people behind these accounts, with actual feelings–y’know, just like me & you. 

Some of us have social anxiety, and only feel comfortable with talking to certain people. 

Some of us have severe mood disorders, that leave us drained and unmotivated to expand our “little circle,” because it just means another writing partner we don’t have the energy for.

Some of us have stressful schedules like high school, college, or jobs.

Yet all of us choose to devote our time and energy into these accounts, because it brings us some sort of comfort–and each person’s comfort level is personal; 

Some of us are selective.

Some of us are not.

Some of us only write in one-liners.

Some of us do not.

All of us have the freedom to pick and choose who we want to interact with, because this is a hobby, not a job. No one is required to do anything. 

I’m sorry that one “quality” roleplayer you’ve be eyeing turned you down.

I’m sorry that one person you might have admired wasn’t interested in either the character you’re playing or your writing style/format.

I’m sorry that you came in contact with a snobby, overly-vain roleplayer and then decided to generalize any roleplayer who is even moderately selective as villainous people who take joy in making people feel “left out.”

I’m sorry, but that’s not our problem. 

Our problem is maintaining our own comfort & mental health doing something we love with people with love despite people feeling entitled to our own time and energy, that is just as valuable as yours.

You wouldn’t want someone to force you to do something, so don’t force others. 

Everyone deserves respect, kindness and understanding–so respect and understand a person’s decision to not want to associate with you and move on. 

[wnq-writers]

Sometimes you feel this world is a thousand years old and everything has been said before, everything has been done before. But I say not quite like you, this world hasn’t experienced anything like you not until now.

Kriti . G, Not quite like you (via wnq-writers)

[kapllan-deactivated20140915]

forget? he never forgets. he doesn’t forget the ghosts in his lungs or the skeletons in his closet. he doesn’t forget when he wakes up screaming and he never forgets as he falls to his bloody knees finished to the bone. don’t ask him if he forgets because he never forgets. he’ll never forget this.

s. s. (via spareheiress)

[rainbow-femme]

I’m sick of magical worlds with no technology. I want fairy run coffee shops where you can get a latte with a shot of charisma, because you’ve got a big presentation you’re worried about, or witches working at Apple selling phones that automatically appear in your pocket if you accidentally leave it somewhere, or psychics running hair salons who always know how you want your hair to look, or aura reader therapists. I just really want normalized magic in modern society

[jamekirks]