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[downpaths-a]

this blog is officially archived. 

love you guys <3 take care. 

[downpaths-a]

why is it so hard to write up a bio for an oc? like i know what i want to put in it, but spitting out the words, and having it make sense to others??? blah. anyway. i’m attempting to work on an oc for tua. i might also be moving to a new blog to start fresh there. haven’t really decided on when that will happen, but i’ll do refollowing and all that stuff when i’m finished. 

miss you guys. hope you’re all doing well. love you <3

[seesgood]

hiya friends,      let’s talk about rp burnout,      because it’s a real thing and at some point i think we all experience it.   ⸺  rp burnout. aka you’re tired of this place, this culture, some of the people, the way things are treated, the drama, everything really, but ( like so many of us ) you don’t necessarily want to give up and give in and stop writing because you love it. so what do you do? well lo and behold, friends, i am not an expert. but i do have some advice that i’ve found to work,

step away. it doesn’t necessarily have to be a formal “hiatus” but if you’re not here, and you’re not writing or you don’t find yourself wanting to be here, don’t be here. you don’t owe anyone replies. you don’t owe anyone anything. you owe yourself everything.

go hang out outside for a little while listen to music or a podcast and go for a walk / run.

do some of those chores around the house that you’ve been neglecting, cease the endless dash scrolling and the obsessive ‘i need to keep up with every trend and bit of news’

step back. step away. take a breather. 

reconnect with what you love about your muse or rp in general. you like making blogs? make a blog, you don’t have to promo it or write on it or anything, if you just like the process of setting something up, have a space for you to do that.

be selective with your replies and your threads. is there something you like writing right now? write it. fuck the whole system. write what you want with who you want.

stop stressing about appearances and the whole ‘is what i’m doing going to irritate someone’ because you know what? it shouldn’t matter and it doesn’t matter if susie from susieland doesn’t like that you’re writing this or posting too much on the dash. it has literally zero impact on susie’s life. susie can unfollow.

this. is. a. website. it has zero power over you. it doesn’t have to have power over you. do not give it the power over you.

it’s super easy to be addicted to tumblr, believe me, i know, cuz i am. but once you take some time to ground yourself in things that you actually enjoy, and that make you feel good about yourself and the world around you, you can get back to a place where you can actually enjoy being here. 

do the things that you enjoy ! because you enjoy them ! because that’s what you’re here for ! that’s what you deserve ! 

this is a hobby. remember that this is supposed to be a hobby. 

⸺ and if you have things that you’ve found to work that you want to add, please add ! 

[downpaths-a]

Drunk meme | accepting!!

@athrecs​​ sent:  “See? I’m not too drunk. I can still take my clothes off.” - Matt 😎

"Pretty sure one sock, and your shoes does not count. But hey, what do I know.” Kay turned on her heels towards her bedroom. Calling over her shoulder, she stopped at her door, “And if you’re going to do that, then I’m calling it a night, because I don’t want to see... naked stuff. The couch is pretty comfortable, unless you want my bed. But you better let me know before the other sock comes off...”  

[downpaths-a]

Drunk meme | accepting!!

@grantsluck​ sent:  "I feel like a pickle torpedo… In a sea of graham cracker crumbs.” (For Kay)

"So you're telling me, you feel like... food?" Kay couldn’t help the muddled expression from forming as she took what she was hearing. It didn’t seem possible for someone to feel this way, but then again, it wasn’t that long ago she learned what a short cut was. “Okay. What’s a pickle torpedo? And... why would a sea have graham cracker crumbs? I thought it had... water.” 

[thexfiles]

“holding grudges isn’t good for you” yeah well neither is people hurting me and getting away w/ it so here we are

[recsbylotte]

That little wave George did - that’s all.

[downpaths-a]

Drunk meme | accepting!!

@therelentless​ sent:   “Who put this wall here?” @ manfred

How could he put this in the most delicate way he knew how...?

"The builders did, I think... uh..." Licking his lips, he knew Nandor would know there hadn't been any construction on the property in a long time. Nervously, Manfred swallowed his fear, readying for the possibility of backlash at his own matter-of-fact response, "In the eighteen hundreds. It was likely put there back then. Heh. Sometimes things just... sneak up on you, am I right?” Strained smile twisted sheepishly, and he waved a hand, ushering his boyfriend forward, “It’s okay, big house like this, must get hard to keep track of all the... walls.” 

[memexng]

On Thread Length

Some people use a lot of text when writing to show their muse’s mental state, some use it purely because their muse is talkative. But when things like that happen, some people stress over whether or not they should match length and it can be the reason some people have problems replying to things.

You do not need to match my length. My muses get lost in their heads/like to talk/just end up making me write a lot.

Write whatever you are comfortable with, because this is supposed to be fun and you should never be pressured to meet the length of your partner. Do what you want to, and hopefully by reblogging this, the mun of this blog will do the same.

[downpaths-a]

Drunk meme | accepting!!

@untodeath​ sent:  “Stop screwing with my brain movies.” frank to scho

"Oh, please, enlighten me as to what a brain movie could possibly be referring to! It certainly could not be this one!” Scho teased, head resting back against the couch as a snarky smirk began to tug at the corner of his lips. Legs were draped over his boyfriends’, bare feet swinging back and forth, arms stretched to the ceiling, shirt lifting to expose midriff. Yawning, he shook his head and dropped his arms down, hands resting in his lap, face becoming apologetic, “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean... to be a dick. I guess I just don’t understand how The Room has any impact on... anyone.” 

[downpaths-a]

Drunk meme | accepting!!

@untodeath​​​ sent:  “Who put this wall here?” jeff to manfred

"You're not going to want to hear this... but I think it did. This place, world, whatever it is. It seems to run off of our fears, casting the worst ones into existence to feed off of us. That’s why I ran I thought I heard - ” He cant finish the sentence, doesn’t want to imagine who it was that had caused him to bolt in the direction of the voice had called out from. His adams apple bobs, and he bites down on his lower lip to keep from allowing a whimper to escape.

The wall that had appeared now, had trapped the pair of them in a dark room, no visible exit or entrance, and whatever lurked in the shadows sounded hungry. The hairs on the back of his neck stood up, prickles ran across his skin as goosebumps spread. Just thinking about what was out there, and what his mind would conjure up next made his heart race. 

“Jefferson, we got to stick together, we cant let this thing separate us, or we could be trapped - " His fingers reached out to grasp the hand of his boyfriend, only to have it met with air. Jefferson was gone. He was alone. 

“Shit. No. No! Jefferson!” he shouted, turning on his heel, searching desperately. “Jefferson! Where are you!?” 

“Manny,” called a familiar voice, though it sounded hoarse and broken. The shadows closest to him began to take shape, and Manfred stepped away from it, trying to keep in the dim light that was available. Standing there was Xylda. Only she shouldn’t be. She’d passed over, safely, she was not here.  

“This isn’t real. This isn’t real! Jefferson!” he hollered. 

[quotemadness]

I don’t like to get angry. It doesn’t make me feel good. It is very human, but it’s also a loss of control, and I like to have that kind of control.

Steve Carell (via quotemadness)

[davineclaire]

Alex in “Sideswipe”

[downpaths-a]

Drunk meme | accepting!!

@theseancekid sent:  “See? I’m not too drunk. I can still take my clothes off.” for manfred (maybe post-drinking contest thread if u want asdjshafcdks)

Sluggishly he propped himself up in bed, mouth falling slightly ajar as he watched the short strip tease Klaus was initiating. Usually it was done with ease, clothes landing in heaps, or slung across lamp shades, doorknobs, ceiling fans, you name it, they some how got there. Once even on the Revs face. A talent the psychic-medium admired. This particular time, however, it seemed one article of clothing remained wrapped around his boyfriends neck and under his arm. 

"Sure. Yeah. Ohhhhkay. I'm wrong and you're right, which is why that shirt is still giving you a vice grip hug," he slurred waving a hand at Klaus. Head tilts back and he snorts a laugh, “Cant say I blame it! Now...” When he lifts his head back up, he feels a rush of vertigo, watches the room spin, but still manages to pat the empty spot beside him, “Get over here, I want to take it off... the only thing you’ll be wearing, is me.” 

[attcntiondefislut]

Drunk meme

Random drunk quote found on google.

“Don’t tell ___ that I’m drinking.”

“See? I’m not too drunk. I can still take my clothes off.”

“I lost my pants. Where are my pants?”

“Beer before liquor, never sicker. Liquor before beer, liquor, liquor, liquor.”

“A straw is just a test tube, with a hole at the bottom.”

“Dude, try this.”

"I feel like a pickle torpedo… In a sea of graham cracker crumbs.”

“I may or may not also be drunk.”

“I’ll protect you! I’m (superhero name)!”

“If I had 50 ____, I’d give you one but only one.”

“I’m surrounded by an idiot.”

“I would punch a baby for a burrito right now.”

“This is the most I’ve ever been. Ever.”

“I’m so mad I could punch Superman in the face.”

“Is there a better way to do this?”

“Sorry about your shoes.”

“Don’t worry, when I’m in charge you can still be deputy of fire truck planet.”

“If drunk was a fruit, I’d be a ___.”

“I’m hungry. And I’m horny. I’m horngry.”

“I can’t look up, cause then I see your face and can’t stop staring.”

“Who put this wall here?”

“Stop screwing with my brain movies.”

“It’s YELLOW.”

“This is my song!”

“I’m not drunk.”

“I’m not THAT drunk.”

“I think I’m drunk.”

[downpaths-a]

as i mentioned in my other ooc post, i’m going through and dropping pretty much all of my drafts right now. it’s going to help me move forward, and feel better about getting back into writing on this blog. i’ll save the links, so if someone wants to keep a specific thread going, otherwise.... 

i’m sorry. after the week i’ve had, and the struggle it’s been for me to write on here, i need to do this. thank you for being understanding <3 love you guys. 

[downpaths-a]

this week has been really rough on my family, and on me, and emotionally i just haven’t felt like rping. 

i think i also need a fresh start. i might completely empty my drafts and just start all new things. we can continue on with specific plots, just in new threads, if anybody would like that. but for now i think it’s best for me to drop as much as i can, so i can ease back into things again. 

my manfred muse took a big hit, and i’m considering moving him to a request muse, low-activity. i just don’t have as much muse for him as i did before, and maybe it will come back strong one day, i wont rule out that possibility, but right now he’s just not.... here as much. 

anyway, i miss you guys, i miss writing with everyone. i hope you’re all doing well, and taking care. love you <3