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“My father had taught me to be nice first, because you can always be mean later, but once you’ve been mean to someone, they won’t believe the nice anymore. So be nice, be nice, until it’s time to stop being nice, THEN DESTROY THEM.” chill indie rp blog. oc friendly. multi-verse. multi-ship. please read the guidelines.

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this blog is now an archive you can follow dorcas here  ❤❤

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this blog is now an archive you can follow dorcas here  ❤❤

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this blog is now an archive you can follow dorcas here  ❤❤

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im yelling this blog has been flagged @ staff fucking bite me

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oh christ almighty im going to have to make a new mcfreaking blog is2g i hate this hell hole

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im yelling this blog has been flagged @ staff fucking bite me

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anyway as per usual every time i try to return to this blog life punches me in the face

i’m drowning in work and my mental health hasn’t been in the best of places (even though life is going ok, really). my mom, however, is ill. she’s been ill for months now and she had surgery and we thought everything would be ok but... the illness hasn’t gone away. the whole thing has been very surreal and i’m just... exhausted and drained and struggling to keep my head above the water. 

i’m not leaving this blog, and everyone who contacted me WILL get a reply when i return (if their blogs are still active).

love you guys, have a wonderful week.

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We don’t shoot our mouths off, but cross us at your peril… we will protect ourselves, our friends and our families against all-comers. Nobody intimidates us.

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also i’ve gotten so many new followers i kind of refuse to believe so many of you follow people you don’t want to interact with so hi, im so tired but i want to plot so if you’d like to plot too pls like this post or shoot me a message.

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i’m seeing a lot of new hp blogs pop up ( i assume it’s because of the new movie ) and i just want to say real quick that absolutely nothing miss joanne has said or written or done since deathly hallows is considered canon to me. ty all have a good day. 

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D O R C A S M E A D O W E S

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i’m tempted to queue a couple memes? these days i feel so weird rebloging them idk why?? i think it’s because i’m so out of the loop. anyway!! i gotta go to bed. the next three days are going to be very long for me so if you message me or reply to any of my starters and it takes me a bit to reply back, that’s why.

and speaking of my starters, you can find them right here (there’s a couple new ones there that i had forgotten to tag btw)!!! reminder that i work multiple verses and time-lines, don’t just interact with hp characters, and am oc friendly. 

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i’m tempted to queue a couple memes? these days i feel so weird rebloging them idk why?? i think it’s because i’m so out of the loop. anyway!! i gotta go to bed. the next three days are going to be very long for me so if you message me or reply to any of my starters and it takes me a bit to reply back, that’s why.

and speaking of my starters, you can find them right here (there’s a couple new ones there that i had forgotten to tag btw)!!! reminder that i work multiple verses and time-lines, don’t just interact with hp characters, and am oc friendly. 

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tempestbrought replied to your post: i just realised it’s been 3 years since a roleplay...

i’m the same way and it’s ridiculous though the main character i’ve done it with is isobel and i’ll keep writing her even if it’s been forever since i wrote her with the person that helped me come up with the stuff in the first place? idk shit is cray man

yea!!! it really is.  i know some writers are very inflexible when it comes to these things, they know exactly what they want to write and what plots they want, and i do too, to a degree, because i love when my partner throws me a curve ball or brings something new to the table. to me this is what rping is all about - developing stories and characters together.

honestly the thought had vaguely crossed my mind (i think many of us have thought about our characters as parents, it’s not unusual) but i’d never done anything with it until a writing partner tentatively shared the idea of making their character - who was to be in a relationship with dorcas - a parent out of nowhere .... and i was surprised at first but i was also sos ososos game right way and i haven’t been able to come back from it. i have zero hopes of recreating the plot itself, but honestly that simple addition to the plot (the life of my partner’s character, actually) was such a game changer. it wasn’t directly about dorcas, but it directly impacted her. it made me think about and consider things i hadn’t before. it’s like when i decided that dorcas’ mother was adopted, and that the meadowes’ family dog is so old he thinks he’s still a puppy but he struggles with walking and can barely see so he falls and runs bumps into things (and people) a lot, and that one of dorcas nieces is partially deaf, and that dorcas’ right arm is slightly bent at the elbow because she broke it when she was younger  .... those details opened up whole new worlds for plot-points and drabbles and situations i would normally not get explore. 

and, in my opinion, they enrich our rping experience - mine, and my partner’s.

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felicity jones was my first fc for dorcas (and i still have a special place in my heart for her) but there was always something that... didn’t feel 100% right.  so i bounced from fc to fc trying to find the right one being fully aware that i would likely never find it and FIVE YEARS later ana de armas (whom i’d seen on a spanish tv series the year i created this blog) waltzes into hollywood and suddenly there’s screencaps and gifs and reader, i cried.

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i just realised it’s been 3 years since a roleplay partner introduced me to the idea of dorcas being a step-mom and i miss that painful but also beautiful plot so incredibly much honestly that plot has cursed me because even when I detach it from the main verse (for the sake of being flexible etc etc etc) it’s always there, in the back of my head. 

earlier this summer i met a roleplayer who said they never write the same character more than once. when they make a new blog they start from zero, and it’s at times like these that i wish i was one of those roleplayers, someone who could easily let go of plots and connections i’ve established for my characters. the issue is, i usually take so much time developing them, plotting them out, and i get so invested (in my character, in my partner’s character and their backstory, in both of our character together - the whole ordeal) in a non-superficial way that literal years go by and those now inactive plots are still very much a part of the characters life.

anyway!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i gotta stop !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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OPEN TO; Anyone / MUSE;  Dot Williams, time traveller / CONNECTION; Up to partner

Dot squinted at the screen then up again, then at the screen. Her brow was furrowed in concentration before she gave up tossing the Ipad on the table. “Honestly this is all too confusing … and boring. Can’t we do something fun, I’m sick of learning about all this stuff. They call it history for a reason.”

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He watched her with vague interest, not yet sure if she was worthy of his full attention.  “You think I’m having enjoying this?” He asked flatly, clearly a rhetorical question. “I’m talking to someone who doesn’t know what duck-tape is.” After a pause, he gestured to the ipad on the table.  “That’s expensive by the way you kn--- no, of course you don’t.”

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As if on cue, her brow furrowed in response. Drunk Dorcas was always a sight to see. Especially because it was usually Isobel that was drunk off her arse. Now she was kind of wishing that she was up there with her.

“Oi! I’m digging it. If you couldn’t scare me off when I ate the last pumpkin pasty forever ago then I don’t think anything will.” She held up her glass to show the clear liquid. “Vodka. I think. Someone handed it to me.” Izzy actually laughed before continuing and pointed an accusing finger in her direction. “Aha! I knew you’d wanna know even though you said you didn’t want to be involved. It’s nothing really. Stupid people being stupid when there are more important things to worry about.”

Dorcas’ mouth fell open at the mention of the pumpkin pasty, her lips forming an O, her eyes wide. “Oh, oh OH ----- thank you for reminding me of that. How long as it been now?” She pretended to think, but, really, it didn’t matter. “Four years I reckon? I’m still waiting on that dozen pasties you said you would get me as compensation.” These days the opportunities to have a drink too many were few and far between - at least for her. The desire was certainly there, more often than not, but she seldom could bring herself to indulge with a clear conscience. An owl could come anytime, that was the unpredictable nature of what she had signed up for, and the thought of not being ready to answer it made her feel more sick than any copious amount of whiskey she drowned could.  

Clearly, this evening she had opened an exception to the rule. Not because it was a special occasion, not because she was celebrating something or the very opposite. Truth is, she’s not entirely sure how she has ended up more than a little tipsy, and, frankly, she wasn’t in the mood to dwell on it either, so she had simply told herself (somewhere around glass four) that some days you just have to go with it.

Dorcas only rolled her eyes as Isobel pointed an accusing finger at her, more playful than anything else. “The silly kind of stupid or the I’d hit you with a cactus kind of stupid?” Ah well, she was curious now, but only because it was Isobel she was chatting with. They had known each other for so long, and she had such an affinity for her, that to Dorcas, she was less of a friend and more of a sister. “If it’s the former please do share, if not I’ll need another drink first.”