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now can you see the stars? { independent alexandria blog for the fall } { selective | permanent semi hiatus | written by stevi }

[procxidens-blog]

hiatus notice:

okay, now that i have successfully gotten your attention with this fucker’s magnificent back/arms, it’s time for me to bite the bullet and get into the tough stuff. i’m going to be putting all my blogs on an indefinite hiatus. i’ve been struggling with muse and motivation for all of them for a while and it’s stressing me out how i can’t seem to get anything done on here, and that is transferring into other projects i’m trying to write and complete. basically it doesn’t feel great and i’m getting frustrated because i have ideas for all the drafts i have i just can’t get the words out???? idk man. i’m a slow as hell rp partner and you guys all deserve someone who can crank out amazing replies that blow you away, and i just can’t do that right now. hopefully the hiatus won’t be long, but i’ll try my hardest to get back on at least raleigh in time for his birthday next month. i think i need to get my other stuff completed and out of the way totally and then that’ll be time for me to come back. you’re all amazeballs and i love you very much.

[begxne]

reason for absence here

[procxidens-blog]

I AM ALIVE I SWEAR WORKING ON A NEW BLOG AND STUFF BUT I’LL BE ACTIVE TOMORROW I PROMISE

[begxne]

         "don't make me get up.              don't want to. my arm is sore."                      oh hush, alexandria, you are             perfectly fine. don't be so lazy.

[begxne]

           "excuse me!" for good measure and barely               giving him time to reply, alexandria grasps the               back of the boy's shirt and tugs hard. attention!                she needs help! her shoes are unbuckled and               she can't do them up!

[begxne]

*salsas around all your beautiful faces* does anybody want a thing???

[hplyrikz]

You can tell how dangerous a person is by the way they hold their anger inside themselves quietly.

(via dangerouslytris)

[begxne]

           it is little more than a rasp of air that wakes her.              caresses her skin. makes her hair stand on end. the bandit's             daughter, a grown woman in her own right, shoots up in bed               with a gasp. sheets tangle about her lithe frame and she stills.             brings her breathing under control.                                   –––––––––– there.             by the window concealed in shadows and the gentle rustle             of the curtains, is a presence. the woman feels herself relax.             she cannot tell if it is hal or sam, the shadows hide them too             well, but whichever ghoul it is, she loves and knows will not             hurt her.                                                              "you startled me--"

          a sharp pain snaps alexandria back. behind her eyes,             it burns quick and harsh and she blinks rapidly, trying to dispel            it. she is in her small apartment, sitting up in her bed. the sha--            dows are still by the window, obscuring her visitor, so at least            there is that. she takes a moment to press the heels of her palms            to her eyes, willing away the episode. the s l i p in her reality. it            has been a long time, a good few months, since this has happened.            with a breathy sigh she settles back against the headboard of            her bed and turns a weary smile to the shadows.                                         "you have not changed                                          a bit, my friend."

[ourxmaskedbandit-blog]

"Then I'll see you in Hell!"

[ x ] 

            age has hardened alexandria, and taught her new words of english.             he is sure that she had learnt them to curse him in her sleep, or             perhaps on the odd chance they’d meet again. as they have right              now he recoils visibly, as if from a wound, as if he’s a stunt double of             of the moving pictures and was smacked with a hammer. it feels             like that as well.             does such a place as hell exist? he isn’t sure, but the idea of             alexandria wishing him there is not hard to grasp at. a man lost in hell,             and a younger woman that most definitely is not his daughter and refuses             such a title to such a man knowing exactly what circle he is suffering,             what infinity he has to endure. and finding him there, and watching. and             not doing a damn thing to help him.             oh, it is almost poetic.                           ❛ alexandria, i never -–––––––––––                                                     (   never what, roy walker? what are                                                         you trying to say?         start over.   )                             alexandria … i am sorry. hell is                             not a place for a person like you. ❜

[begxne]

           "do not make me count the ways in               which you are wrong, roy.” the name is               sharp, like a flick of a knife off her tongue,               and she does not have it in herself to care               when he recoils from her. good. the savage               pleasure pulls at her chest as she crosses               her arms. shifts. she is older now, roy,               smarter and knows what the world is like.               she is not the impressionable little girl you               knew and took advantage of. see her now,               see how she has changed, and know you               are the cause of her anguish.                                      (   her s l i p s in reality.   )                          "you do not know me now,                        you do not know who i am."

[sandbullokc]

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[begxne]

endless list of badass ladies: Sonja

I needed no saving.

[procxidens-blog]

so this is the reason i’ve been scarce for a while! finished and that’s my final wordcount but now it’s time to read back and make sure it’s not all completely shit!! but before i do that i’m gonna work on getting more active on here, augustxs and begxne over the next few days :) most of my time will be on here because i’ve got a hell of a lot more drafts for raleigh than i do for alexandria or bellamy but overall i’m just gonna try and get more active yep yep. everything will still be queued and i’ll be trying to clear out my drafts and whatnot. sighs you know the drill!

[kreejustice-blog]

        an impatient huff escapes him, the deep furrow         between his brows a seemingly permanent fixture.          left hand moves to rest on the pommel of his gun         and after a moment, he drops to a knee, so as to         look the little bandit in the eye.                         ”what is his name?”

[begxne]

           to her height he drops and the bandit's             daughter does not move. her eyes narrow. she             considers the man, not missing for a second             the way his hand trails to his gun. "red bandit,"             she says. "black bandit -- he has many names."

[cagcd-deactivated20141125]

well, if she thinks it’s alright then—— she’ll follow her along, hand gripping the tiny hand in return. it’s so soft in  her palm and brimming with innocence! alexandria is so adorable. it’s hard to not follow her! maybe her little friend is as cute as she is. maybe they could all play together! that’d be fun.

         ❛  is roy a patient too? ❜

[begxne]

         "yes. he is." roy is many things.             a patient, a friend, a picture star !!!              and a wonderful, absolutely beautiful              story teller. she smiles back at the             woman and tugs her hand again.             together they come to roy's building,             wicker torches lighting their way.                             "he's in there. maybe sleeping."

[samaiin]

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Send me ‡ for my character's reaction to yours climbing into bed with mine.

      She’s not sleeping. Doesn’t need to. But it’s       as good a spot as any to eat some candy &      watch a few horror movies. The springs are      creaking with the weight of someone new      though, and her brows furrow, skeletal-like      fingers grabbing the edge of the sheet and      lifting only to find——— ALEXANDRIA!                   ❛You scared of the boogey man?Cause he’s not under my bed.❜           The smile she gives is mischievous           but she doesn’t elucidate any further.            No scaring tonight. Not yet, at least.                    ❛want some candy?❜

[begxne]

        it was a bad dream. a nightmare. fire and bad          people and tată, nu! tată, vino înapoi înăuntru! and          no matter how hard she try, alexandria cannot get           back to sleep. oh well, the girl figures, she has always          been easily amused and knows full well how to keep          herself occupied and the bad thoughts away.          brow furrowed, she finds herself at hal’s door. the           girl has her nose buried in a book and alexandria          takes the distraction in her stride. she clambers into          bed with hal, wriggling under the covers. when she          is exposed, she only shakes her head at hal’s words.          she is the bandit’s daughter, she cannot be afraid          of monsters under her bead.                                 but that’s not the only place                                 monsters hide, is it ???                "––––––you have candy ??? ”

[begxne]

"Your weapons, you will not need them."

[ x ]

          so she’s not feeling particularly bandit today.            so what ??? it’s not like the little girl cannot be just           that, a little girl. but it is the stern expression that            flits across the angel’s face that sets the bandit’s            daughter at a pause. weapons, no, she shall not            need them. she trusts the angel to protect her with            her magic. the girl sets aside her pistols.                                    “––––––––what now ??? ”

[the-dragonchild]

I will protect you even when I can’t stand for myself.

(via unseenmockingjay)