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Been a while
It’s been an age since I’ve been on here.
I started rping again, but I’m still very hesitant to come back to the marvel fandom. Maybe one day I will give Eric a massive update and come back, but it’s very unlikely for the foresseable future.
If any of you want to know where I can be found, message me off anon and I’ll tell you my blogs. Or like this post and I’ll messege them to you.
Been a while
It’s been an age since I’ve been on here.
I started rping again, but I’m still very hesitant to come back to the marvel fandom. Maybe one day I will give Eric a massive update and come back, but it’s very unlikely for the foresseable future.
If any of you want to know where I can be found, message me off anon and I’ll tell you my blogs. Or like this post and I’ll messege them to you.
Been a while
It’s been an age since I’ve been on here.
I started rping again, but I’m still very hesitant to come back to the marvel fandom. Maybe one day I will give Eric a massive update and come back, but it’s very unlikely for the foresseable future.
If any of you want to know where I can be found, message me off anon and I’ll tell you my blogs. Or like this post and I’ll messege them to you.
Might come back.
Possibly not anytime soon. But I’ve been itching to give Eric an update.
Important
Well, important to those who may wonder If I’m ever gonne come back here.
I don’t know, is the honest answer.
i’ve always been terrible at being a consistent Rper but that was because I would get distracted by real life and such. But now it’s for a whole other reason.
As some of you know, a while ago I got accused of plagarism. Apparently Eric shared some similarites with some other character, who I didn’t know existed until somebody I thought was my friend turned on me and started accusing me of something I honest to god didn’t do. I was really affected by it. I was absolutely distraught and my display of emotion just got me labled as ‘emotionally manipulative’.
I tried not to let it get to me, but it did. Whenever I found a prospective RP partner, I would check their blog to make sure they weren’t involved with my ex friend or the person who’s character I ‘stole’. And then I got paranoid about what if they see me rping with that person anyway and chose to slander my name about even more. So I got even more afraid of approaching people for threads. I stopped logging in. I stopped writing. And now I feel like my writing skill has slipped, and I’m never happy with the outcome. I used to love writing and now it’s just a thing of frustration for me. So I guess for now and the forseeable future, I’ve at the very least given up roleplay. I won’t delete any of my blogs, but all of them will be going on indefinite hiatus.
I can’t promise I’ll be back. I might not be. But maybe one day I’ll start loving writing again, and maybe I’ll be able to RP again. Until then, I’ll be on my main blog or skype. You can ask me for either, though I’m really bad at communicating online, so sorry in advance.
I’m really angry that I let somebody else spoil this for me, but what’s done is done. Hopefully things will improve. Thanks to everybody and their patience with me. I really appreciate it. So yeah… Thank you, and I hope to return one day.
Goodbye.
Important
Well, important to those who may wonder If I’m ever gonne come back here.
I don’t know, is the honest answer.
i’ve always been terrible at being a consistent Rper but that was because I would get distracted by real life and such. But now it’s for a whole other reason.
As some of you know, a while ago I got accused of plagarism. Apparently Eric shared some similarites with some other character, who I didn’t know existed until somebody I thought was my friend turned on me and started accusing me of something I honest to god didn’t do. I was really affected by it. I was absolutely distraught and my display of emotion just got me labled as ‘emotionally manipulative’.
I tried not to let it get to me, but it did. Whenever I found a prospective RP partner, I would check their blog to make sure they weren’t involved with my ex friend or the person who’s character I ‘stole’. And then I got paranoid about what if they see me rping with that person anyway and chose to slander my name about even more. So I got even more afraid of approaching people for threads. I stopped logging in. I stopped writing. And now I feel like my writing skill has slipped, and I’m never happy with the outcome. I used to love writing and now it’s just a thing of frustration for me. So I guess for now and the forseeable future, I’ve at the very least given up roleplay. I won’t delete any of my blogs, but all of them will be going on indefinite hiatus.
I can’t promise I’ll be back. I might not be. But maybe one day I’ll start loving writing again, and maybe I’ll be able to RP again. Until then, I’ll be on my main blog or skype. You can ask me for either, though I’m really bad at communicating online, so sorry in advance.
I’m really angry that I let somebody else spoil this for me, but what’s done is done. Hopefully things will improve. Thanks to everybody and their patience with me. I really appreciate it. So yeah… Thank you, and I hope to return one day.
Goodbye.
Important
Well, important to those who may wonder If I’m ever gonne come back here.
I don’t know, is the honest answer.
i’ve always been terrible at being a consistent Rper but that was because I would get distracted by real life and such. But now it’s for a whole other reason.
As some of you know, a while ago I got accused of plagiarism. Apparently Eric (my character) shared some similarities with some other character, who I didn’t know existed until somebody I thought was my friend turned on me and started accusing me of something I honest to god didn’t do. I was really affected by it. I was absolutely distraught and my display of emotion just got me labelled as ‘emotionally manipulative’.
I tried not to let it get to me, but it did. Whenever I found a prospective RP partner, I would check their blog to make sure they weren’t involved with my ex friend or the person who’s character I ‘stole’. And then I got paranoid about what if they see me rping with that person anyway and chose to slander my name about even more. So I got even more afraid of approaching people for threads. I stopped logging in. I stopped writing. And now I feel like my writing skill has slipped, and I’m never happy with the outcome. I used to love writing and now it’s just a thing of frustration for me. So I guess for now and the foreseeable future, I’ve at the very least given up roleplay. I won’t delete any of my blogs, but all of them will be going on indefinite hiatus.
I can’t promise I’ll be back. I might not be. But maybe one day I’ll start loving writing again, and maybe I’ll be able to RP again. Until then, I’ll be on my main blog or skype. You can ask me for either, though I’m really bad at communicating online, so sorry in advance.
I’m really angry that I let somebody else spoil this for me, but what’s done is done. Hopefully things will improve. Thanks to everybody and their patience with me. I really appreciate it. So yeah… Thank you, and I hope to return one day.
Goodbye.
THOUGHTS
why do we glorify wounded boys
but see hurt girls as attention-seekers or pathetic
Agreed. I hate the stigma people often have towards self-harm. And whenever anybody says 'Oh they just do it for attention' I just kinda stare them down before explaining that if somebody self-harms for attention, that is still a huge fucking indicator that something is wrong.
If somebody feels the need to hurt themselves for attention, that is a very serious thing that needs to be treated as such.
I still find myself frequently shocked when people find out I self harm and treat it like it’s normal because ‘so many young people self harm these days’.
It’s scary that it’s treated as normal because it’s common. If anything people should sit up and pay more attention because if more people are resorting to self harm then something isn’t right.
Okay so I have no clue if it’s me reacting to my new medication or simply because the dose is so low, but It seems that over the past few days I only have two moods which I wildly swing between. Either I’m irritated at nothing or I’m sad about everything.
I mean yesterday I was on the verge of tears because the dinner that was made for me wasn’t something I liked. And before that I was really angry about nothing and I made myself more angry trying to figure out what I was angry at in the first place.
Speaking of food I seem to have the compulsion to eat as much food as I can until I feel sick.
Basically I was in a good place for like 3 days and then this shit happened and I have no chill.
I have tendinitis in my right wrist and I’m supposed to rest it but how does one rest their dominant hand? I’m useless with my left hand D:
I really really really need to change my url because every so often I’ll go into my tag and I see the posts made by certain people that labelled me a character thief and I end up having an anxity attack and yeah.... I need a new url and a new tag so i can just relax rather than being terrified that people might go into my tag and see that shit and be like ‘well this person’s a bitch’ when I literally did fuck all wrong.
like even when I made posts about what was going on, I had the fucking decency not to tag anybody and I was god-damn polite to these people and got my name slandered all over the place in return simply because of a couple of similarities between Eric and character I had never seen or heard of until shit hit the fan. It’s even funnier because it appears they actually stole the floorplan I made for Eric and had the audacity to say I stole it from them.
Part of me wonders if they just wanted me out of the picture so they could be the only Chace Crawford FC to RP with somebody I thought was my friend.
Either way, I still get anxiety over it and it sucks balls.
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if your lips are movin
The skittering of the gun against the tiled floor makes everything suddenly slow down to that single point of sensory input. It comes to a stop a few feet away from her, and she stares at it. She mirrors his movements, setting the pieces of her gun down on the counter to her left.
“I’m not,” she says, though she figures that’s established by this point. She takes her hat off, rakes her fingers through her hair, and she’s shaking a bit but it’s been a long day.
“I hope you don’t mind if I crash here for a bit?” she asks, with a wry twist of her mouth that’s an attempt at a smile. “I can cook in exchange for the couch.”
She sets her bag down either way. She takes halting steps closer to him and then abruptly wraps her arms around him, and it makes her even feel awkward, but he’s an ally and she can’t help but seek out a moment of comfort.
“Eric, what the fuck is happening?” she whispers, like it’s a question that could ever be answered. She lets out a shuddering sigh.
He stumbles under the sudden embrace, knees weakened by relief and general fatigue. It’s hard to sleep in situations like this. Still, he returns her hold, crushing her to him perhaps a little too hard but being alone and cooped up has made him half stir-crazy.
“Everythin’s gone ta shit, that’s what. An’ all we can do is wait out tha storm.” He gives a shaky chuckle and pulls back a little, a fragile smile barely there on his lips. “A storm I s’pose ye’ll be cookin’ fer.... unless ye’re a bad cook in which case leave it ta me.” It’s a weak attempt at humour but much needed as far as he’s concerned.
Honestly he likely wouldn’t care if she served him charcoal; food hardly seems to mater in the grand scheme of things. It’s hard to care what you’re eating when half of the people you knew turned out to be traitors. It’s all about survival and hoping for the best, though he isn’t sure what the best may be in this case.
if your lips are movin
Yeah, that was a stupid question.
But his acerbic response made hope flare rebelliously in her gut. She wanted to believe him. She wanted to relax for a second, catch her breath, get her shit in order. She wanted to rest. But she took that feeling, all of those hopes, and shredded them. What she needed to do, the only thing she needed to do, was survive. Blind trust wasn’t the way to do that.
“Oh, you know me,” she spat back, her ire a thin veneer over her weaknesses, “I super love neo-Nazism, it’s my favorite. I’m, look, I’m not HYDRA. And there’s no way I can prove that to you. So. What do we do now?”
It wasn’t like they were friends, they’d – met in an elevator and had a drink once. But standing here, guns out, she knew she’d shoot him if she had to. She needed to stay alive, and frankly, HYDRA now or then was full of dickbags. But she didn’t want to lose someone else.
He’s unsure, but nothing points to a lie, not that he can detect in her voice or body language. He has few choices. He sighs.
“Tha way I see it, we both got a few choices. I shot a guy who always used ta bring in donuts at tha end o’ that week. I shot a woman I flirted with on more than one occasion. I killed a lotta people I thought I knew, an’ I dannae fancy killin’ anymore, so....”
He relaxes his grip on the gun, switches it from one hand to the other, and ejects the magazine, tossing it so it slides across the floor towards her.
“I ain’t HYDRA, but I’m probably ‘bout ta fine out if ye are,” he mutters, hoping he chose the right option. He really would rather not die like this.
if your lips are movin
“Oh, fuck my fucking life,” came grinding out from between her teeth before she could censor herself, seeing the face that moved into the light.
Her knees were like water, but she stayed upright regardless. She had to, just had to, and that was all that was keeping her from collapsing and weeping. This wasn’t what was supposed to happen. It wasn’t supposed to be like this. But it was, and she curled her hands more securely around her gun.
“Well, I was planning on dying in seventy years, so shooting me right now would be rude as fuck,” she said, as angry as she was afraid. “You HYDRA?”
Stupid question. He’d lie, if he was smart, if he could read her better than she could read him. There was no way to fucking tell anyway. She’d known one of her teammates for so long, since the first week she’d been with SHIELD. She had never guessed for a second he’d been anything but loyal. She couldn’t trust anyone. Certainly not Eric.
He can hear the emotions in the sonance of her voice, hear her fear and that gives him pause, but he still doesn’t relax, his gaze remaining hard.
“O’course. I’m HYDRA an’ instead o’ stayin’ at HQ ta betray everyone, I decided that Amsterdam was nice this time o’ year an’ that I’d make use of a SHIELD safehouse instead o’ rentin’ a hotel room. I’m defnitely not a SHIELD agent stayin’ low an’ hopin’ that those bastards all die fer what they did.”
He winces, his tone a little more acidic than intended, but he still stands his ground. He’s tired and stressed and it’s a wonder he hasn’t shifted, and wonders more why he didn’t think to anyway to make his cover more effective. Too late now.
“What about ye?”
