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@cvssiterite-blog
my activity has been REALLY low and I apologise for that. I’ll try to be more active on this blog but I seriously can’t promise anything; there’s a lot of things on my mind so, yeah. I’ll be checking all the blogs and replies now!
me trying to do drafts @ 2:30 am like
played around with some Pigeon hairstyles
¯\_(ツ)_/¯
I am an impulsive roleplayer.
I let my muse take the reins and decide what threads to start or reply to in a given day. If the muse doesn’t feel it, it isn’t happening. That doesn’t mean that I hate you or that I no longer want to interact with you; I probably either lost our thread or my muse just said, ‘nah bro.’
I’m sorry I drop threads. I’m sorry I don’t reply to memes. I’m sorry I ignore my asks. I’m sorry I plot things and then don’t do them. I’m an impulsive roleplayer: my muse guides me.
Roleplaying isn’t my job: it’s my hobby. I do it for fun. My muse isn’t my coworker: my muse is my friend. We have fun together. If I started treating this as a job, it wouldn’t be enjoyable for me anymore, and the quality of my content would diminish greatly!
And while we’re on the subject, just because a thread gets dropped does not mean the relationship between our muses is dead!! Thread =/= relationship! We can start something new and continue building their bond! Relationships are important to building new aspects of our muses!
I always want to roleplay with you. Just…perhaps not with that thread. You feel?
[Submission]
Okay, Pidge, stay calm. You know what they say. ”When you get lost in space, the best thing to do is stay put and wait for people to find you.”
parks and recreation; starter sentences.
“Alcohol is fun and delicious.”
“If there were more food and fewer people, this would be a perfect party.”
“I have no idea what I’m doing but I know I’m doing it really, really well.”
“One time I accidentally drank an entire bottle of vinegar. I thought it was terrible wine.”
“I’m not interested in caring about people.”
“At least I didn’t make any new friendships.”
“Turns out there wasn’t any pot in the brownie, it was just an insanely good brownie.”
“I stand behind my decision to avoid salad and other disgusting things.”
“I have to ask this, but how many legs did that dog have when you found him?“
“Calzones are pointless. They’re just pizza that’s harder to eat. No one likes them. Good day, sir.
“I love games that turn people against each other.”
“Treat. Yo. Self.”
“If you ever speak to me in Spanish, please use the formal ‘usted’.”
“I declare that everything you are saying is stupid.”
“My instinct is to be mean to you.”
“When people get chummy with me I like to call them by the wrong name to let them know I really don’t care about them.”
“The air is too fresh. It’s disgusting.”
“I have never taken the high road. But I tell other people to.”
“Any dog under fifty pounds is a cat, and cats are useless.”
“Never half-ass two things. Whole-ass one thing.”
“Earlier I was licking icing off my finger and boom, I swallowed my wedding ring.”
“There’s only one thing I hate more than lying: skim milk, which is water that’s lying about being milk.”
“I love you and I like you.”
“I am NOT crying, okay?! I’m allergic to jerks!”
“I want to punch you in the face so bad right now.”
“I typed up your symptoms on this thing here and it says you may have network connectivity problems.”
“On a scale of one to Chris Brown, how pissed off are you?”
“I once threw a beer at a swan and then it attacked my niece.”
“This is the hardest I’ve ever worked on anything since… Wow - I’ve never worked hard on anything! What a cool life!”
“We have to remember what’s important in life: friends, waffles, and work. Or waffles, friends, work. But work has to come third.”
“Slowing down is not really my jam.”
“I love this idea and I love me for thinking of it.”
“Take the easy way out. I always do! It’s easy!”
“Live your life how you want, but don’t confuse drama with happiness.”
“No one achieves anything alone.”
mattladin:
☆— He’d never let her go, not with her feet off the ground the way they were. Matt would never drop his baby sister like that- but he will twirl Katie around in his arms. Excitement runs rampant in his body: heart pounding, brain buzzing, breathing accelerated. All because he’s so proud of his little sister for being chosen (along with his father) to go on the Kerberos expedition.
“Just look at you go!” Exclaiming loudly, Matt moves to hold her up and twirl around again before holding Katie tight in his arms once again. “You and Dad both!”
She can’t help but laugh again, a little louder, when her brother spins with her in his arms, and she grabs, a little harder, as if that could transmit to Matt a pinch of how excited and happy she feels. To be honest, Katie knows her brother is as happy for her as it could possibly be, knows he’s nothing but PROUD. Katie can’t imagine him having bad feelings towards her just because she was chosen for the expedition.
❝ I’m... ❞ she doesn’t find words good enough to describe how euphoric she feels, so instead she just hugs her brother tightly one more time. ❝ I wish you could come with us! It’d be like a family trip. ❞ Katie jokes, even if it’s something serious, she allows herself to do it this time.
@cvssiterite, cont. from here
Lance shielded his face–very important–with his arms, bracing himself for another impact. The metal smacked against his forearm before falling onto the floor.
“That was Keith!” he said, in a muffled yet clearly indignant tone. He lowered his arms just enough to squint at the pile of metal next to Pidge. It had dwindled down to barely anything. Taking a deep breath, Lance let his arms fall to his sides. “Or, well, probably, I don’t know. I just know I didn’t do it.”
She turned her head around just a little bit to look at the scarce pile of metal next to her, groaning at the few pieces that were there to throw. Pidge didn’t want to waste any more of it, and she was also sure that Lance had learnt his lesson.
Honestly, she wasn’t sure if it was really Keith’s fault or if the blue paladin just enjoyed pulling the blame away from it.
❝ PROBABLY? ❞ she squeaked, ❝ This was all perfectly organized until you decided to chime in! ❞ Taking a deep breath, Pidge adjusted her glasses. ❝ Okay, fine, you didn’t do it. But, you’re helping me clean this up. ❞
don’t patronize me
When you have to look after 4 teenagers but you can’t even cook your own food.
saw this from the voltron upd8 a while back:
and just immediately thought of pidge using it to end conversations like
lance: we didnt raise u to be like this
Voltron piece I did on streamo, requested by always lovely @kyuikowate
fight it, take the pain, ignite it
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