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Question: Do I start RPing on tumblr again? Also question, do I start again with Quinn, or do I make a new OC?
Really seriously thinking about getting back into the swing of things on tumblr. I’m just worried because I will have to re learn a lot, I haven’t written or used tumblr in a long long time. But I miss everyone, and I miss writing so much <3
* : like or reblog if you're a roleplayer 20 yrs or older.
I miss writing on here...quite a bit. I hope that everyone has been well and happy :)
independent oc rp selective & private written by ash
watercolor sunset painted before his eyes. the gateway has been opened, to the wonders of his mind.
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PSA of Sorts!
Hello to everyone that has still stuck around during my absence. I have returned!! I am finally done at summer camp, and I am home now for three weeks until I go back to school on the 7th of September. So because I have returned, I am going to attempt at getting back into writing because I have missed it so so so so so much. I have missed all of you as well, and so has Quin. So if you would like a starter from Quin, please like this post. So far I am still unsure about old threads and continuing on with them. I may just keep all relationships previously had with our characters, but start all new threads. BUT, that’s for a later post. So yes, like this post for a starter. Also I love all of ya’ll.
like this post for a starter from quin!!
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a thin eyebrow raises, and quin tilts his head to the side. it’s been a while since they’ve spoken. but obviously, nothing about quin has changed.
“ th’ fuck are you doin’??”
he hadn’t been back in the hellhole for long, and it wasn’t a home. it felt like his bones– battered and bruised and barely holding up his body. a mattress on the floor was once a safe space with a someone else, but now it offered no sleep, now only a spot for red to sink under and swallow his swarming thoughts. pale and in poor condition, he propped himself up on his elbow at the noise. drawing his legs underneath him, red walked the length of the room, half leaning onto the door before opening and then–
no phone calls–
no texts–
no recognition that he even existed after ruining it all and revealing everything he felt and everything he ever wanted, and it being extinguished as easily as a drag of the weed that they use to share–
“you fuck.”
as soon as the door opened, quin felt like his breath was knocked out of his weak lungs. just seeing him, god it hurt. he didn’t look...good. red looked sick almost, he looked ill, and that killed quin. it killed him because he knew that he was the cause for red’s discomfort. three little words scaring him away for months. it was pathetic, and he knew it.
the words that left red’s lips pierced his heart. it hurt, and it made him feel weak. but he knew it was well deserved, he just felt terrible.
“ i know.”
the words were short, silent, and his eyes moved to the floor, his teeth digging into the inside of his cheek.
“i uhm....i missed you, red.”
orneryred
he’s messed up again, he know he has. he was quiet for far too long. so he wraps his hand around his thin wrist, as if he’s holding on for dear life. he feels nervous, and he isn’t used to feeling like this. he should have talked to red more, instead of just leaving, trying to avoid their problems. quin’s hand slowly unwraps itself around his wrist and he knocks, ever so gently, on the door to their red’s apartment.
Hello friends!!
Hello!! So I’ve been gone for ages, whoops. I’m just typing this to let you know that all is well. I’ve just been super busy recently. I am still working at that summer camp, and it has taken up most of my time. But I am here now, and I will be free for about five days. I’m still not sure what is going to happen with threads and stuff, but I just wanna let you know that I miss you all so much. If you need anything, send me a message. Love you guys. Alsooooo,
LIKE THIS FOR A STARTER :)
Here’s the Situation...
Hello friends! I’m surprised that so many of you are still here due to my spotty activity. I’m going to have some more personal stuff written under the cut, but in short: I’m not going to be online much this summer. I work at a summer camp and I have two hour breaks every day, most of that time will be for sleeping but some of it may be for tumblr. This summer is going to be insane, busy, crazy, but amazing. The last day of camp is August 9th, so I will be more active starting then. I just figured I would let all of you know. If you want to hear more, click the read more!
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Here’s the Situation...
Hello friends! I’m surprised that so many of you are still here due to my spotty activity. I’m going to have some more personal stuff written under the cut, but in short: I’m not going to be online much this summer. I work at a summer camp and I have two hour breaks every day, most of that time will be for sleeping but some of it may be for tumblr. This summer is going to be insane, busy, crazy, but amazing. The last day of camp is August 9th, so I will be more active starting then. I just figured I would let all of you know. If you want to hear more, click the read more!
really wants to start up this blog again welp
quin was fragile, and he was forceful, trying to be a firm believer in this mangled man who had suddenly become a broken boy. trailing his touches down sharp shoulders and frail forearms, red nuzzled against quin’s nose, kissing his chapped lips lightly.
“hey, hey, listen to me,” he said in a hushed tone, “it’ll get better. i got better, huh? still am.”
quin smiled softly, brushing his nose against red’s, kissing him back as he hummed contently. red was trying so hard to help him, and he wasn’t used to it at all. he hesitated, nodding his head slowly.
“okay.” he said quietly, his voice breaking a bit, but he tried to hide it. “i’ll eat it, or whatever.” he wants this conversation to be over, doesn’t like being wrong, being confronted.