the flirt !

indie tiffany cox! under co. 

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i want to do things here i just? i want plots. i want to plot.

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i, for one, love forehead kisses……..just a hint

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HEY, EVERYONE! it’s your friendly neighborhood xan here with a brand spankin’ new peter parker blog. he’s a mixed-canon spooderdude just lookin for some people to interact with! so if you want to interact with a mixed-canon spiderman, slap that like/reblog button & i’ll check you out!

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i just rented dead by daylight. time to have an adventure.

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popular text posts + ask memes

❛ i don’t know what i’m doing with my life, but i know i’m doing it wrong ❜ ❛ i am so cute and bitter ❜ ❛ my life is one part ‘wait’ and another part ‘what’ ❜ ❛ my #1 talent is saying stupid things to people and immediately regretting it ❜ ❛ i love sleeping to avoid problems ❜ ❛ i hate myself a lot but i get offended when other people do ❜ ❛ i’m hungrier than the neopet i neglected for nine years ❜ ❛ hit me up if you wanna date a piece of shit ❜ ❛ we need some new and more powerful swears ❜ ❛ i get progressively uglier throughout the day ❜ ❛ i’m so miserable, but i laugh at everything ❜ ❛ i need something that is more than coffee, but less than cocaine ❜ ❛ just because you’re trash doesn’t mean you can’t do great things. it’s called garbage can, not garbage cannot. ❜ ❛ 90 out of 10 people agree that math is fucking lame ❜ ❛ if you think i’m ugly now, you should have seen me in 2009 ❜ ❛ 2010 me would literally be terrified of 2016 me and i love it ❜ ❛ i have a rare skin condition called close the fucking blinds ❜ ❛ hey babe, i made you this mixtape for valentines day. i don’t know many love songs, so it’s just uptown funk 18 times in a row. ❜ ❛ there are people who know me in real life who think i’m straight and that’s really funny to me ❜ ❛ i was cursed with expensive taste and a low budget ❜ ❛ yo dude i trusted you wtf the fuck? what the fuck?? what the fuck what the ❜ ❛ open flannel shirts and lingerie are the hottest thing and nobody can convince me otherwise ❜ ❛ i’m the weird dad, wine mom, vodka aunt, and gay emo cousin all in one person ❜ ❛ that awful moment when you wake up ❜ ❛ damn haha i’m going to have to deal with that sooner or later ❜ ❛ are we gonna fucking hold hands tonight or what bitch ❜ ❛ people our age have children what the hell i am a children ❜ ❛ i don’t like your clothes. take them off. ❜ ❛ why am i only motivated to sort my life out at 4 am? ❜ ❛ after i die, i’ll probably still complain ❜ ❛ people are so petty and then here i am, me, an angel ❜ ❛ if i don’t insult you daily, it means i don’t like you ❜ ❛ do something with your life that would make a 1950s straight white man angry ❜ ❛ i need to get laid… to rest. put me in a coffin. let my soul ascend. ❜ ❛ i’m trying to be a better person, but some people are testing me ❜ ❛ i’m overstressed and underfucked ❜ ❛ i can’t wait to be a piece of shit with a bachelors degree ❜ ❛ my emo phase never went away, it just aged like fine wine ❜ ❛ my whole life consists of wondering whether or not to make the bitchy comment ❜ ❛ i don’t have time for people who don’t believe in aliens ❜ ❛ the lack of cuddling i am experiencing right now is upsetting ❜ ❛ why do good concert tickets happen to bad people ❜ ❛ i can’t play hard to get i’m already hard to want ❜ ❛ i’m still pissed off about growing up ❜ ❛ if you listen carefully, you can hear me whisper ‘shut the fuck up’ at least once every five minutes ❜ ❛ when i die i want my heart donated to NASA so they can finally see what a black hole looks like up close ❜ ❛ single and ready to take a 20 hour nap ❜ ❛ write ‘nothing is set in stone’ on my grave as both a witty joke and a subtle warning that i will be back ❜ ❛ how do people even put up with me like i can’t even put up with me ❜ ❛ the opening riff to mr. brightside could literally raise me from the dead ❜ ❛ stale cinnamon roll, been in this world too long, too cynical  ❜ ❛ sorry, i’m poor. i can’t afford to pay attention ❜ ❛ aziz ansari’s voice in the back of my head faintly telling me to treat myself is going to be my downfall ❜ ❛ is it too late to wrap myself up like a baby and drop myself off on a billionaire’s doorstep? ❜ ❛ my neutral expression makes me look like i’m always in a bad mood which is convenient because it’s usually true ❜ ❛ i never run voluntarily so if you ever see me running you should start running too because something is coming ❜

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counselorreliant // aj !

▌█ ∵  ⛺ ∵ █ ▌ Frozen for a moment as body tensed from sudden arms wrapped snug around her. She wasn’t really used to hugs but would let it slide because of the situation at hand. So careful arms wrapped around the girl returning the desperate hug before nodding at words. It seemed earlier notations of being alone were wrong and sudden needs to make sure they both made it out of this washed over her. She was just glad she didn’t have to be alone anymore because there was more guilt with that than she wanted. But, then again she hadn’t done anything just sneaking around.  ❝ Yeah, yeah I guess you could say that I am alive. I’m glad you are alright, I was worried.  ❞

             she had thought herself to be alone. she had spent the night hiding, carefully moving from place to place in an attempt to avoid the wrath of the thing who had soaked the camp's grounds in blood... she knew she should have done something more, anything more. she should have sought someone out, tried to help, tried to --- but then she would be dead too. she squeezes aj a bit tighter before letting her go. there is a moment of silence when her breath is caught in her throat... then she speaks. her voice is quiet with something close to a tremble. 

" have you found anyone else? i found -- i mean-- he wasn't..." tears well in her eyes, words catch in her throat, " chad is dead. "

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Wow! A drawing meme! Creator of this meme : Geecko at http://little-geecko.tumblr.com/post/135170512785/i-made-my-own-draw-you-squad-meme-please-if

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“Don’t move, you’ll make it worse!”

“ fuck, ” trembling hands, her arms & thighs slick with her own blood. she had launched herself through a window with the hopes of getting away from — from him… the killer, the one who had… she doesn’t dare think of it, not now. he was still close, he had to be…. she didn’t see him, but he was there. 

she wasn’t sure how much of the glass had made it onto the ground & how much had ended up digging into her skin. she hadn’t looked yet & wasn’t sure she wanted to. a large part of her wanted to throw up & the other part wanted to just run into the night & wait for the inevitable — it felt like they were only delaying it. she bet he could smell her blood — she bet he was hunting them as they spoke. she stands up, though she’s not sure why… she can feel the blood, she can feel the way the glass shifts beneath her skin & she —

thoughts are put to a halt by deborah’s voice & tiffany cannot help but feel exposed. vulnerable. she feels a sob rise in her chest, one that burned & forced it's way up her throat. her voice shakes & she clutches her arm in an attempt to keep from focusing on the blood, “ he’s gonna — he’s gonna find us if we don’t move…we have to move! ”

meme // accepting!

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fastrepair // deborah!

of course she’d heard the whining. it seemed like a lot of people knew it would happen, but she’d decided to keep herself away, often out taking a walk around with eric. knowing what had happened here? it still gave her the creeps, but she didn’t question it. not anymore. she was here to have fun

   “ why don’t you go bother adam.. or kenny or hell, i’m sure brandon would love to see you too.” that might’ve come off harsher than she’d expected it too “ they’re at the camp site.”

she crosses her arms over her chest, shifting her weight to one of her feet. she takes note of the edge to the other's tone, how easily it morphs into something harsh & pointed. she's half tempted to follow the demand, to go seek out the boys... she seemed awfully fond of that kenny --- maybe he could be tiffany's next adventure. but something stops her. it's a spiteful spark in the bottom of her chest, the desire to agitate.

 " come on, deb! don't you want to have some girl time? braid each other's hair, paint our nails?gossip?" a pause, accompanied by a bright smirk... there is a false sort of innocence to her words. something saccharine & sharp, " maybe even swap ghost stories? maybe we won't have time. maybe, just maybe --- we'll be apart of another bloodbath, hm?" 

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maskmade // doomed.

    “This isn’t even my Plan A.”   He’s not naive enough to believe a bullet would put an end to all of this. The shotgun slung across his back is a last resort. His real plan is more elaborate, requires supplies he doesn’t have. He had two options before arriving to the camp: one, take an extra twenty minutes to visit the general store and gather his supplies, or two, risk taking a chance on the supplies being on the campground in an effort to get there sooner. Guess which one had more appeal.   “—Or Plan B, C, or D. Help me find some gasoline, and I’ll show ya’ what I’ve got planned.”

" that's really comforting, " in her words is an agitated edge sharpened by fear. she wanted to say no --- to find a closet to lock herself away in, hide until dawn & hope that somehow the sunlight would cause the killer to let her be... but she knew better. she would end the night in a pool of her own blood if she wasn't careful... careful wasn't exactly following some idiot with half a plan & a shotgun ... but she didn't even have that. all she had was shaky breath & the inability to think straight...  there is a reluctant nod. there had to be some gas somewhere. they tried to keep a few cans handy for the boat --- lips press into a thin line & she speaks... hopefully she sounds more confident than she feels, " there's some gas in one of the cabins nearby, i think --- i can show you.”

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hey everybody! i kind of hate talking about personal troubles on my rp blogs… mostly because i don’t want to draw attention to them, but i am running into a bit of trouble. money is really really tight right now in my household, so i opened up art commissions! the information is here & you can either contact me on dA or through im’s here. i don’t wanna spin some kind of sob story, but if you had the money/desire to commission me, i’d super appreciate it!

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Send me a ♋ and I’ll draw our muses together!

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i love her.

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highestluck

my squad and i were so pissed at this one person that we all played as vanessa, congregated around them and made as much noise as possible, then teabagged when jason grabbed and killed them

honestly,,,, squad goals

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fastrepair replied :

everyone playing as eric is also top

sometimes i play as eric just to make jason mad. i don't even care about winning i just want there to be unbridled rage

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I just played the best/worst game of f13 I have ever played. I was playing in a party of hella cool people & I had to leave so my brother had one final request--- everyone play as chad. so we did. the round lasted 5 minutes & I'm still laughing.