Ex Nihilo, Nihil Fit.

Maggie Van Archer. 24. Born in Los Angeles a.k.a. the land of fake teeth and tits. Currently apart of Columbia University's Doctoral Program in Neurobiology and Behavior. Oh, and I'm on some reality show about kissing girls.

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luztek:

She’d talked to a few of the girls in the time she’d been at the mansion, but between work and calls to home she hadn’t had time to really befriend any of them. Maggie seemed like someone she wanted to get to know - and there had been an extra spark of energy in her since the girl had told her she found Luz to be interesting. On camera and in person, she was still very much the same person, confident and bold in what she knew - but that didn’t mean it was any easier for her to make genuine friends. So she was a bit nervous as she set the pizza boxes down, side by side - one for each of them. Nerves be damned, she plopped down on the couch beside Maggie and gestured to the boxes. “This place’s pizza’s pretty good, and I got your favorite,” she pointed to the box on the left. “But if you wanna try sin again, you can grab some of my slices, I won’t finish it.” Luz chuckled and flipped the other box open, sliding a slice onto her plate. @maggievanarcher

Maggie was a bit surprised at the tinge of nervous energy she felt at the idea of meeting with Luz. She thought herself to be fairly confident and hard to intimidate, but she supposed all that didn’t matter too much in the presence of pretty girls. Especially when said girls were as intelligent and level-headed as the girl in front of her appeared. Small crush aside, the brunette didn’t want her nerves too distract her from enjoying the evening. Eyeing the boxes of pizza, a small smirk dressed her lips. “I hope you got napkins. I’ve never had good pizza that wasn’t covered in grease,” she commented, sliding a slice of the pepperoni and another of the pineapple that Luz had praised so highly. “Since I know you’re dying for my commentary,” she teased, taking a small bite of the pineapple pizza first and nodding slightly as she decided how she felt about the new flavor combination. “You know, it’s not terrible.”

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aishabrewer:

“Because it’s exciting to dress up. And to see everyone’s creative side come out” Aisha said with a wide grin playing on her lips. “And because it was the first holiday I experienced when I moved to America – so it’s special to me” Biting her lower lip, the blonde figured that not everyone else would be as excited about this as her – but she would enjoy it enough for everyone. “Just because you don’t enjoy it doesn’t mean you have to bring others down…”

“Fair enough,” Maggie replied, her interest peaking at the mention of the other woman not being a native. The brunette came from a well-to-do family growing up, which provided her with a bit of traveling experience. Immersing herself in different cultures had always been her favorite part of the trips, and she was always quick to jump on the opportunity at learning something new. “Where’re you from originally?” Her expression twisted into a look of confusion at the stranger’s next words. “I don’t see how anything I said previously can be misconstrued as bringing anyone down. I simply asked you a question regarding your enthusiasm.”

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omfgmaya-hale:

“-When your baby leaves you all alone And nobody call you on the phone Doncha feel like crying Doncha feel like crying Well, here I am, my honey c'mon baby, cry to me.” 

It was Monday. Maya was back in the house, blissfully stable and happily jamming out to Solomon Burke on repeat. She found it therapeutic, music that she could relate to right now in some aspects, but she wasn’t crying like the music suggested. In fact, her feet stomped a rhythm in the carpet and a wide smile crept onto her lips as her sunglasses perched awkwardly atop her head, suitcases not even unpacked by the door, dog laying on her bed and watching her from afar with a skeptical expression on his features. Shaking her hips at him, arms coming to rest above her head before the parted ways and trailed gracefully down to point at him, beckoning him to come over and dance with her. Of course he did not. Lips parting to sing along to the song, her voice carried above the music slightly, signaling everyone within radius of her return to the home. “When you’re all alone in your lonely room, and there’s nothing but the smell of her perfume..”

Maggie paused on her way to the kitchen and let out an annoyed groan at the sound of music echoing in the halls. Why did this shit happen so often? Haven’t any of these girls ever heard of headphones? The brunette turned towards Maya’s door and knocked before deciding that the other woman probably couldn’t hear her over the music anyway and making her way inside. “Can you please stop blasting your blues so damn loud? If I leave and hear The Smiths blaring in the hallway, I might have an aneurysm,” Maggie called out.

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aishabrewer:

“I realize that it’s only just started but I am way too excited about Halloween today. I managed to get the day off work unless they call me in for a real emergency so you bet I’m going to be handing out candy to kids tonight. Seeing them dressed up in their costumes is going to be so cute” Aisha spoke rather quickly before taking a deep breath. “Anyway I made some Halloween treats for everyone to enjoy. Lets do this spook-tacular day.” The brunette knew she was much to energized for this time of morning but she was used to little sleep and needed to be like this for her job – that didn’t change when she was in the mansion.

Maggie furrowed her brows in confusion at the other woman. “Why would you take off work for Halloween? You really want to hand out candy that bad?” Halloween never felt like an authentic holiday to Maggie. It was more or less an excuse to watch more horror movies than usual, but other than that? She didn’t see much point in getting excited. “I don’t really get why you’re so enthused.”

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maryellenforsythe:

“Yes, I shall be getting started on Tuesday for the job. I apologize for the late delay, the last week has been absolute hell… yes, sir. I’ve filled out the paperwork and have gotten about two physicals before everything happened… is everything still on file? Perfect… I’ll make sure I make copies of the orientation work you’ve set up and–” just as Mary was about to finish her sentence to her boss on the phone, all of her paperwork and files that she had gotten from both her job orientation and medical insurance from the hospital had dropped everywhere in the hall. She had just gotten back from the hospital, so Mary was trying to readjust back to her normal lifestyle; however, her limbs were still slightly weak even after she had received many doses of pain medication. “Bloody hell..” she whispered seeing all the papers fall. “I’m going to have to call you back,” she then said as she hung up the phone quickly and put it in her purse. The raven-haired woman sighed heavily and crouched down to gather everything up. Her scarf around her neck was also starting to come loose, so she had tried to cover that up as well. Needless to say, the first few minutes back in the house had been nothing but a struggle. 

Maggie paused at the corner of the hall as she took note of the serious tone that entered her ears. She recognized the voice from briefly watching the show before joining, but she’d never heard it in person. Mary. The brunette had heard whispers around the house about what had happened, but never reached out to the older woman because frankly, if the situations had been reversed, Maggie’d want privacy. Privacy, what an ironic thing to think about while she was practically listening in on the other woman’s conversation. Of course, that wasn’t her intention. She just wanted to wait until the conversation reached a less somber tone before she interrupted her attention long enough to walk by. The sound of scattered papers cut the cord to her plan and Maggie rushed over and began helping collect the papers. “Fuck gravity, am I right?” she joked awkwardly.

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ginger-lockhart:

“Is it a bad thing that I completely forgot today was my birthday and that I don’t really feel like celebrating it?” she asked to no one in particular before yawning. Spending the week at the hospital with Mary had taken a lot out of her, guest couches weren’t the best place to sleep. Ginger had been feeling bummed out, back at home her parents made her birthday a big thing and here she was dealing with so much she just wanted to sleep all day.

“No,” Maggie replied simply, pausing for a moment to decide whether or not she should justify her response by mentioning the giant elephant in the room. It was hard to know whether or not she should comment. Hell, she didn’t know Ginger very well and she’d never even spoken to Mary. If things were reversed and Maggie had went through the trauma Mary had, she didn’t think she’d want anyone bringing it up to her at all. What good is a sorry from a stranger in the face of chaos? “I’ve never been too big on birthdays myself. They seem kind of tedious.”

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kittycatfurler:

‘I know you are, and that’s okay. I understand that’s just what you do,’ 

she smiled softly, ‘Yes I am excited! We should definitely get going.  I’ll meet you back here in just a moment, okay?’ her voice was much peppier than usual, and she briskly walked off in the direction of the rooms that she was going to ‘borrow’ (steal) the bedding from.

Furrowing her brows, Maggie met the other woman’s eyes. “Am I really that transparent?” The two had only known each other briefly, and still, Cat seemed confident in her response. The brunette nodded, a smirk tugging at her lips as she made her way to the linen closet. Gathering up the softest blankets and fluffiest pillows, Maggie stored them in a spare laundry basket and trekked back to where they had departed, waiting patiently for a sign that her companion had returned.

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norapond:

Nora was never one to hide her sex life. It was the only honest part of her life she could talk about with anyone. Everything else was classified or never to be talked about unless they were family. “Sounds like you’re a bit of a planner.”  Nora said with a bit of a grin. “Not that that’s a bad thing at all.” She quickly added, not wanting to make the girl feel uncomfortable. The redhead couldn’t help herself now. She laughed. Her head shaking she actually laughed. “That’s very true…and a damn good thing too in this case.” she said, her head still shaking from side to side at the thought of her and Harley having signed documents–only for her to have vanished a couple weeks later. “Because who wants to deal with divorce..and who wants to date or fuck a married woman?”

“I’m not a fan of unpredictability,” Maggie admitted coyly, aware of the assumptions that that kind of personality trait entailed. “From my experience, emotions typically fall into that category.” The woman treated life like a chess game. It was a series of calculated moves and long term planning. If she made this move, it would result in that expected outcome. Feelings didn’t really fit into that train of thought. Feelings weren’t rational. Joining in with the redhead’s laughter, Maggie shrugged. “Gold diggers and amoral people, probably.” The brunette didn’t offer any slack when it came to dishonest people. Harsh as she could be, she wouldn’t stoop to deception to reach her goals. “For what it’s worth though, I don’t think you’ll have much trouble finding a replacement.”

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tristanjax:

“Honestly, I think that’s a good thing. Humans, people, areincredibly complex and well— someone without layers would be a bit boring,wouldn’t they?” She smiled. “They are and it’s due to the changing of one’smind as new information processes.” Tristan slugged her slim shoulders. “Maybeit does but I personally think it adds character and certainly doesn’t make mewant to think of the psychology of that atall,” she teased lightly. “Oh, I’m sure you’ve had your moments, dear. Weall do, and that sort of thing is all perspective anyway.” The blonde nodded. “Thereis a difference but it doesn’t change the accountability. I like that though,even if it’s all just fodder for debate.”

“Boring, sure, but also easier to trust. Transparency or the illusion of it could be advantageous if you’re trying to inspire confidence in others,” Maggie casually hypothesized. Trust was very important to the brunette, and all too often she found that people weren’t worthy of it. Still, she had to wonder if trustworthiness was preferable to someone who wasn’t simple-minded. Ignorance wasn’t too attractive either. “And the fact that we don’t process all information at once. Memory’s a funny thing,” Maggie remarked fondly with a hint of a smile. Her smile only deepened at the tease. “Adds character? Are you implying that my clumsiness is charming?” In all actuality, it was something she was relatively insecure about. It was a flaw. “Well, I have to entertain my mind somehow. Sometimes it’s easier to busy myself with the efficiency of shoes rather than existentialism or something equally as daunting.”

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@luztek: @maggievanarcher you've got a point there. it takes a special kind of asshole to plot a long game

@luztek: @maggievanarcher surprising that i'm not good at gauging things? i'm me in my videos, but that's still an edited version

@luztek: @maggievanarcher good to know i made it on the short list, you're pretty interesting yourself. pizza on me, then. and i'll keep my pineapple far away from yours

@maggievanarcher: @luztek especially when there's nothing to gain from it. it's kind of ignorant, really. i could understand someone fucking me over if there was some benefit on their end.

@maggievanarcher: @luztek was that a ridiculous assumption? i suppose i just have a preconceived idea of internet personalities.

@maggievanarcher: @luztek ha, it's a very exclusive list. i'm something of a misanthrope. well, i'm glad to hear that there's some mutual interest then. i agreed to pizza, yes, but you really don't have to pay.

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@xyzosia: @maggievanarcher i know the feeling.

@maggievanarcher: @xyzosia recently or just in general?

[norapond]

“I’ve never seen sex as a huge deal unless the person i’m dating does. I’ve always been one that looked at one night stands and randomly doing shit–as not that meaningful unless they want it to be, then I might see it that way.” She shrugged, not sure if she was making perfect sense, but to be fair she had a drink thirty minutes ago and it wasn’t completely out of her system yet. “I cared for her enough to buy an engagement ring and plan a romantic proposal…only to have her leave without saying a damn word.”

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Maggie nodded at Nora’s words, slightly surprised that she was being so candid about her sex life when they barely knew each other. “Personally, I’ve never looked at sex as a big deal emotionally, but I keep careful because I know that some people tend to even if they say otherwise. If I know I’m going to be in regular contact with someone, I try to be as strategic as possible when it comes to intimacy.” As with most things, Maggie was a bit of a control freak when it came to relationships. She didn’t want to deal with unreciprocated feelings, so she did her absolute best to limit the development of them. Eyes widening slightly at the mention of a proposal, the brunette filled her cheeks up with air. “At least she left before you signed a bunch of legal documents.”

[theavenuehq]

‘It’s okay. I’m a very observant person, so I have it all planned out,’

she grinned, ‘You can go and raid the linen cupboards, and I’ll go and get some things from the spare room, and we can meet back here before we plan to forage for the rest of our fort goodies. Sound like a plan?’ Cat asked, rocking back and forth on the balls of her feet.

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“Regardless of how observant you claim to be, I’m still going to analyze the shit out of your plans. It’s an automatic response,” Maggie admitted with a small smirk, ever the micromanager. “Sounds like a plan,” the brunette agreed, eyes flickering down at the other’s feet. “You excited?”

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Ginger nodded, agreeing with the taller brunette. “I think that’s fair. There are over twenty people in this house, and when you’re hungry, you’re hungry. If the food isn’t labeled it’s that persons loss. I know I’m not going to go around and ask if it belongs to anyone, I’m just going to eat it.”

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“It’d be a ridiculous thing to assume, really. If you have a roommate and have food specifically for yourself, you label it. If anything, everyone should be extra scrupulous in marking their items with so many people living here.”

[intjwoo]

Stubborn as Fuck Squad: ENTJ, INTJ, ESTJ, ISTJ

Probably Crying Squad: ENFP, INFP, ESFP, ISFP

Just Doesn’t Give a Flying Shit squad: ENTP, INTP, ESTP, ISTP

Worried About You Squad: ENFJ, INFJ, ESFJ, ISFJ

[phoebetonkindaily]

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@luztek: @maggievanarcher idk dude, people get some sick satisfaction out of it. like trolls that spend their lives leaving rude comments

@luztek: @maggievanarcher send them a text with the bill for your wasted time and block em? is that too petty?

@luztek: @maggievanarcher that makes two of us. but hey, it's not an obligation, i'm just hungry and you got screwed over and eating's a thing friends do, right? it's just pizza, no friend pressure

@maggievanarcher: @luztek i'm not sure if that's the same thing. betrayal takes strategy and planning. any asshole with an opinion and fingers can comment something unconstructive and ignorant.

@maggievanarcher: @luztek i'm not sure i'd have much luck with that without suing, but i appreciate the suggestion nonetheless.

@maggievanarcher: @luztek that's odd to hear from someone who voluntarily makes videos for the internet lol. i'll agree to both terms though. you're one of the few people in the house that has caught my interest.