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Life is kinda rough and I haven’t been here in a while. My love for Gamora remains but I don’t feel comfortable writing her right now. For that reason, this blog is now on indefinite hiatus.
Hey guys!
For anyone that follows me in more than one blog you’ll notice I’ve been completely silent for the past 20 or so days. For anyone who cares, I haven’t abandoned tumblr, I just haven’t been good. University is taking a toll on me. It worsened my anxiety to a level I haven’t seen before. And because I was so anxious about everything all the time, I had no energy for anything else. Even before going completely silent on tumblr, I wasn’t being quite active for that same reason. I logged in and had a hard time writing. My energy was being consumed by anxiety and I had no energy left to do something I like. I’m back on therapy due to that, which I hope will help me get better soon. With the semester ending this week, I’ll likely feel a little less anxious because of university not being there to make things worse. I’ll have more free time too, so I’ll likely be around more.
Anyways, this is both me venting and letting anyone who cares know what is going one. It is also a psa that, well, I’m not really okay so I may disappear but I will be back once I’m feeling better. I know all my blogs have the low activity warning in the rules, but I think it’s a good thing to let your followers know what is going on. I’m doing what I can to feel better though! I guess that’s all I meant to say. I’ll try to come back to writing, too, because it’s something I love and I think it can help, so I’ll probably be online more often for now.
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“Is that a sword?” Peter asked, eyes open wide. He saw plenty of people using guns, which just wasn’t fun, but swords? Now that was cool. “Awesome, dude! Is it tipped with magnesium?”
Wide eyes stared at it as if he’d never seen one wield a blade before, and Gamora wondered if something as simple as a sword was such a foreign thing to the terrans (did not seem likely, with technology she had seen they possessed). “------Yes... it is a sword.” Blade was retracted as she spoke, and then it was put aside. “Magnesium? I don’t think so”
“Are terran blades commonly made that way?”
mantis.
“ i don’t remember it. ” she was still in the lava state when EGO came and took her away. he told her that she was orphaned, that she had no chance of survival without him, she’d had to believe it. if she hadn’t believed, she would have crumbled, would have understood more. as it stands, the only home she ever had was with EGO, even as it is, she has to decide on that. there might be a place out there where she would be with others of her kind, would know what it is like to have that belonging already, but she does not have that, there is only the people she is with now, and trying to make the best of the situation that she has found herself falling into. she hopes she will gain that sense she is missing now she is with the GUARDIANS. “ i think i would miss it if i did. ”
“--------- Do you think of looking for it?” It takes a moment for anything to be said at all; being comforting does not come easy to her (Gamora doesn’t know how to do it, doesn’t know if she can). Gaze turns to Mantis only for brief moment, soon wandering off again, and arms are crossed. For herself, there was no point in returning; the little she remembered and missed was long gone now, and going back could bring nothing positive. For Mantis, though, home world was still a foreign thing -- one that perhaps no longer existed, as she had been told, but that could be out there still, waiting to be rediscovered. “Wouldn’t it be better than to be left wondering?”
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"Either you start to look like you know what you’re doing, or I’m out of here"
THE MAN FROM U.N.C.L.E. (2015) SENTENCE STARTERS
“————I won’t take orders from you.” She took orders from none. Narrowed eyes stare at him for a moment, challenging; hand resting upon blade’s hilt. Situation is tense to all of them, and his attitude did not make anything simpler. Oft times, the Guardians were a trial of her patience (one Gamora didn’t always succeed in); today, Rocket seemed to have made it a personal quest to end whichever restrain she had left — and succeeded, too. Words were not held back, despite regret they might bring later (anger happened to have such effect). “If you so wish to leave, go ahead. Nobody’s holding you here.”
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“i enjoy the way you fight.” any apprehension at speaking with the other seemed absent. genuine in such a respect his attention lingered on her face moreso than anything else.
Their fighting styles were somewhat divergent; to be expected, since so were their skills. Trained to be an assassin, movements were most calculated --- there was some subtlety, even in direct combat. Gamora moved to be agile and strong and lethal in blade’s precision. His was more open an approach; that of a warrior more reliant on strength and power. “I could say the same of you.” Blade is retracted and put away, then. the fight they now returned from hadn’t been a difficult one, and she was most certain own skills would’ve been enough to end it. Nonetheless, his aid certainly had made it simpler (and without getting in her way, either, which was most certainly a bonus). “------We’ve made a decent team.”
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?