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                                                                                                                                  an indie beth from marvel's the avengers. written by sea. please read my rules and bio before interacting! thread tracker!

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Hi all! I’m not sure how many people still follow this blog after all this time, but I wanted to let you guys know that I’ve moved Beth’s blog over to @luxillumes. If you’re interested in interacting, please hit me up there!

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        Hi guys! Just a heads up I’m not dead; just still weighed down with honours stuff. Not this week but the next I have a study week, so I’m going to try and push myself this week to catch right up and give myself a solid period to catch up here. Love you all!

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                              And I’ll think of you each time I watch from distant skies.

                                An indie Yrel blog from WARLORDS OF DRAENOR                                                                 Written by Sea.

[devotedecay]

reasons it’s okay to unfollow someone on tumblr:

they make you uncomfortable

they interact with someone you’re uncomfortable with

you’ve lost interest in their content

you want to.

reasons it’s okay to try and guilt people for unfollowing you:

there are none.

nobody has to follow you,   they can stop at any point if that will make them more comfortable or their hobby more enjoyable.   people do not owe you continuing to follow your blog or an explanation if they choose to stop for whatever personal reason they may have  (especially if you’re only passing acquaintances but even if you’re friends).   i could be sad and confused about someone unfollowing / soft-blocking me,   and that doesn’t mean they’ve done anything wrong or owe me a reason to justify their choice.   you’re never obliged to interact with me,  and it would never be okay for me to coerce you into it.   as a community we preach self care and treating people with respect but then try to interfere with or punish people for taking care of themselves.

feel free to reblog this if you don’t believe in making people feel obligated to follow you,   and,   you genuinely support people keeping their dashes comfortable and fun for themselves,   even if that sometimes means not having you on it.

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Hey there! Do you like niche characters that barely appear in an entire series? How about a character that appears for probably less than two minuets and exists in deleted scenes? You do? Well, look no further! This is an indie Beth blog from the Marvel Cinematic Universe — written by Sea. Help me make my dream of the obscure a reality!

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         Hey! So, as it stands from catching up from my hiatus, I only owe one reply ( to @earnedstripes ) and one starter ( to @captxindorito ). However, I’m probably going to take a break to level my Lightforged in WoW, but I’ll be lurking here if you’d like to say hi!

         Also, my thread tracker should now be up to date. I have archived a lot of Christmas threads/dis-included threads with no replies, so this is probably the most accurate depiction of my activity. If you’d like to see what I owe across all three of my blogs, you can find that here.

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outlawiism:

❛  SPACEBUCKS  is a thing,  can you believe it  ?  ❜  he teases,  beaming with suppressed happiness for having something as simple as a cappuccino.  ❛  i heard about what happened.  ❜  he adds  &  takes a hesitant sip from his drink. it’s almost impossible for the hybrid not to hum.  ❛  not every alien is out to get ya.  to be fair,  the chitauri are the  worst.  they have real bad reputation out there.  ❜  another sip is taken,  a grin on his features.  it’s bittersweet realizing he’d be considered one of them,  an alien.  ❛  but i promise there are good folks too.  ❜

         “Spacebucks? You’re joking, right? I think the better question then is did they steal it from us or we from them?” Because of COURSE someone would think to parody Starbucks, and the snort from Beth’s lips seemed torn between incredulous and unsurprised. It was a strange dichotomy, to be fair, but one she took in stride as her fingers lifted to the side of her mouth and whispered, “Ours is totally better than them both, though.” Did she know? Not for Spacebucks, at least -- but she could make a fair call, and it was one she’d argue no matter what. Beth was the self proclaimed coffee master, after all.

         Yet her smile faltered for a moment at the mention of the CHITARUI, for it wasn’t too long ago that she was among the millions scrambling for safety beneath the coils of their spaceship; her only hope in the combined strength of the infamous Avengers. New York was resilient, Beth give the city that, but to an extent she couldn’t blame those wary of their light-distant neighbours. Not even fifty years ago man took their first steps on the moon and now many had to contend with the fact that wasn’t unique. “There would have to be for a name so cheesy,” she replied, letting some of the mirth back onto her face. “I s’pose it’s like people -- you get a bad egg in every bunch. Maybe one day I’ll go to some far off colony; could you see me running a cafe there? I’d have to think of a pun to name it.”

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avravner:

     Blue eyes shifted to the side at the voice, unsure weather it was she the other was addressing, though she knew the woman was there. Seeing no other option, Svava turned fully towards her, patient yet not completely comprehending why she was being spoken to. Often, she did her best not to appear approachable. That effort must have missed its mark today.

     “I… don’t think I am the right person to ask.” When was the last time she had given a gift to someone? Even if a reasonable estimation could be made, she was doubtful it would bring her any joy. “But, isn’t food always a safe bet? Or trinkets? If you really haven’t a clue, perhaps something useful, like a scarf or-” No, she had about used up her modern gift ideas. “Pens?”

         “I was thinking of maybe one of the take-home coffee packs from the diner, but I wonder if that’s too... obvious?” A part of her wanted to say tacky, if only for the fact she all but lived at her work, but it was not as if the blends were cheap. Her manager was big on imports and upcoming blends, meaning Beth knew a little too much about arabica beans and temperature variation. Not only could he cut her a deal when it came to the price, but she knew it was good quality. So why did she hesitate? “Like, it kinda feels like when your boss says he has a gift for you at the end of the year, but it’s a pack of pencils with the company logo on it. I want it to feel like I put in some effort.”

         Letting out a dramatic sigh that was accompanied by an even more dramatic sag of her shoulders, Beth dipped her head in momentary defeat as she responded to the suggestions. “With food there’s always allergies -- trinkets... Iunno, it’s New York? Does anyone have any space?” She didn’t -- not with her tiny shoebox apartment that ate eighty five percent of her paycheck. But, at the mention of scarves or pens, the woman seemed to brighten. “Oh! Stationary packs -- you’re a genius! You can get some really cute ones with typography or pictures of cats, and they’re not really expensive. Okay, next question... typography or cats?”

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cryostored:

four hours.  he’s been here for four hours now,  on his sixth cup of coffee     ——     he’d say he’s entitled to it.  waking up at ungodly hours of the morning meant needing another kind of stimulant just to keep his eyes open.  otherwise he might be drowning in a puddle of his own drool. 

not that he was simply sitting and staring out the window like some kind of fuckin’ weirdo,  no.  

well  …

bucky immediately closes his journal when the waitress draws near,  tearing his eyes from the window,  where he’d been watching the median strip outside,  to look up as she refills his mug.  he wonders if she’s genuinely offering her ear,  or if she’s just being polite.  likely the latter.  he’s surprised she approached him at all.

 ❛  ‘m sure you’ve got a story for every day of the week,  ❜  he comments after a period of silence,  a smile lingering at the corner of his mouth.  ❛  ever get sick ‘f pourin’ people’s coffees  ?  ❜

        “Nah, not really --” Though to say whether or not she was answering his comment about stories or answering his question about hospitality was hard to say at first, and the subtle tug of the man’s lips were mimicked in Beth’s own -- even if her smile was wider. As nimble hands pulled over the set of newly washed cutlery and white and red napkins, she made sure to keep herself busy as he talked; even if the manger didn’t mind her chatting when it was quiet. “You get the occasional bad customer, though I’m not sure I’m supposed to say that when on the job.” Quickly she held her index finger against her lips for added effect, which caused her smile to grow even wider than before, only to returned to her folding 

        “But, y’know, it’s not a terrible job. Most of the folks who come through have a story or two, even if it’s just about their kids grades or their dogs getting out. Iunno, I find it kind of funny that you can have a business executive walk through the door and a student right behind him, and oftentimes their stories aren’t really that different. New York is funny like that -- everyone’s unique until they’re not.”

        Glancing to the man as if though she were gauging his understanding ( or lack thereof -- Beth held no illusions to the fact she had a tendency to rant ) she couldn’t help but laugh. “But you are more than welcome to add to my ever-growing collection of stories, if you want.”

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hammerwields:

            though it, perhaps, might come as some surprise to her, the email which thor claims is truly his, courtesy of one tony stark who encouraged him to ‘get with the times!’ if he was serious about living on midgard. so yes, he has an email and a phone and whatever else tony has pawned off onto him, but using them is still a few steps away in his integration process. earth is… certainly an adjustment from asgard. he grins at her. “one of these days, beth, i might yet come prepared and surprise you.”

        “And I will look forward to that!” Beth replied and, though her tone seemed laced with disbelief, it was not to an extent that might be perceived as chastising. Rather, with the cheery laugh, the young waitress placed a hand over her mouth as if though she were divulging a great and terrible trade secret. “I’ll give you a takeaway menu that has what special on what day. The manager will sometimes cut deals if certain foods aren’t selling, but it can be a hit or miss. You benefit from the Avenger special, too --” as embarrassing as that might have been to admit, though Beth did waggle her fingers for extra effect. “Which I’d like to think is a kind of continual thank you, but I’m sure it brings in extra few customers because he can claim almost everyone has dined. Can I get you anything else while I’m here?”

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          Good morning! I am finally getting around to doing drafts here and updating my thread tracker. Once that is all done, I’ll post it so you guys can keep up on my activity and probably make another promo ad. ♥

[colormecosmic]

café tak in busan, south korea ✨ ig: colormecosmic

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         Also, a very soft headcanon that I plan on expanding in the future is that Beth is really into Dungeons and Dragons. I think it’s mostly because I adore Ashley in Critical Role, but also I could totally see Beth acting out her own superhero adventures and choosing all the races/roles that people wouldn’t expect of her but she’s so passionate about. Kinda like: “You wanted me to be the Cleric? PFFFT --”

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hey where u bean I miss u just fyi <3

@qdir, ahh bless u i’m sorry for vanishing! 

Long story short: Christmas was hectic, New Year was hectic, my birthday was hectic and I have been trying the past few weeks to get enrolled in honours at my university with my supervisor who is honestly impossible to get in contact with. ( To the point I’m tempted to ask for a new one because emailing three times in one week with to no response just isn’t good enough, imo – especially when there’s a deadline for the form’s submission so I can actually continue my studies. )

I go back to university in hopefully three weeks, as long as I get accepted for this program. Until then, I’m going to try and be really active and keep people updated as opposed to dropping off the face of the damn planet. ; v ;

[littlelovelymemes]

*   —  —   VERY SERIOUS RIP VINE SENTENCE STARTERS

‘  when will you learn? when will you learn that your actionS HAVE CONSEQUENCES!  ’ ‘  can i get a waffle??? can i PLEASE get a waffle!!!  ’ ‘  go suck a dick, suck a dick suck a motherfucking dick  ’ ‘  you better stop! biTCH STOP  ’ ‘  do you ever like wake up and do something and you’re just like what the hec– fuck is goin on  ’ ‘  what’s good, brah you don’t know me! you don’t– WHAT IS GOOD! YOU DON’T KNOW! YOU DON’T KNOW ME! ’ ‘  it’s summer i got my hat on backwards and it’s time to fucking party  ’ ‘  anyone ever tell you you look like beyonce?  ’ ‘  I LOVE YOU, BITCH. I AIN’T EVER GONNA STOP LOVING YOU BITCH  ’ ‘  BITCH I HOPE THE FUCK YOU DO YOU’LL BE A DEAD SON OF A BITCH, I TELL YOU THAT  ’ ‘  and they were roommates!  ’ ‘  oh my god, they were roommates  ’ ‘  oh my god, i love chipotle chipotle is my liiiiife   ’ ‘  this bitch empty YEET!!!!  ’ ‘  WHERE ARE THOOOOOSE  ’ ‘  THEY ARE MY CROCS  ’ ‘  bitch disgusting  ’ ‘  yeaaah. yeAAAAAH.  ’ ‘  so no head?  ’ ‘  THIS IS WHY MOM DOESN’T FUCKING LOVE YOU!  ’ ‘  i’ll kill you. i’ll kill you. i’m not even worried about it.  ’ ‘  ahh, fuck. i can’t believe you’ve done this  ’ ‘  aHH STOP! i could’ve dropped my croissant!  ’ ‘  what’s up me and my boys are going to see uncle kracker  ’ ‘  give me my hat back, jordan!  ’ ‘  do you wanna go see uncle kracker or no!?  ’ ‘  i sneezed! oh, i’m not allowed to sneeze?!  ’ ‘  look at all those chickens  ’ ‘  i smell like beef  ’ ‘  i gotta go home cause i forgot to… vacuum my room  ’ ‘  actually, megan, i can’t sit anywhere. i have hemorrhoids.  ’ ‘  is there anything better than pussy? yes! a really good book  ’ ‘  mom, i’m peein on myself  ’ ‘  sorry, i’m on the toilet. i hope the ice cream don’t melt, bitch  ’ ‘  honestly i don’t remember, i was probably fucked up. yeah, i was crazy back then  ’ ‘  I WON’T HESITATE, BITCH!  ’ ‘  just shut up and die slowly, okay?  ’ ‘  two bros chillin in a hot tub five feet apart cause they’re not gay!  ’ ‘  mother trucker, dude! that hurt like a butt cheek on a stick!  ’ ‘  i said WHOEVER THREW THAT PAPER, YOUR MOMS A HO  ’ ‘  you remember one time i liked you? GOOD! cause it never happened  ’ ‘  if your name is junior and you’re really handsome, come on raise your hand  ’ ‘  i’M WASHIN ME AND MY CLOTHES, BITCH! I’M WASHING ME AND MY CLOTHES  ’ ‘  waddup i’m jared, i’m nineteen, and i never fucking learned how to read  ’ ‘  whAT THE FUCK IS UP, KYLE? NO WHAT’D YOU SAY? WHAT THE FUCK, DUDE! STEP THE FUCK UP KYLE  ’ ‘  oh my god why can’t you just take the fricken compliMENT  ’ ‘  is that a wEED? i’m callin the police!!!  ’ ‘  yo, drink this vodka down the hatch c’mon  ’ ‘  it is wednesday, my dudes. aaaaAAAAAAH  ’ ‘  there is only one thing worst than a rapist… a child!  ’ ‘  get to del taco, they got a new thing called fre shavocado  ’ ‘  *to the tune of ghostbusters* i’m an adult virgin  ’ ‘  hi my name is tre, i have a basketball game tomorrooooow  ’ ‘  babeyou’reafuckingbitchiwantyoutogetthefuckoutofmycarcauseiwannabreakupwithyou i fucking hate you   ’ ‘  todays forecast we can clearly see that somebody got me fucked up. FUCKED. UP.  ’ ‘  whAT’S UP FUCKERS  ’ ‘  FUCK YOU, THAT’S WHY  ’ ‘  he needs some milk!  ’ ‘  you are my dad. YOU’RE MY DAD! boogie woogie woogie  ’ ‘  yEAH NO SHIT, HONEY  ’ ‘  oooooh my boy going to prom. fuck it up! fuck it up! fuck it up!  ’ ‘  hey, how you doin? i’m doing just fine. i lied. i’m dying inside  ’ ‘  honey, you got a big storm comin  ’ ‘  i wanna fucking DIE  ’ ‘  road work ahead? uh yeah i sure hope it does  ’ ‘  the yo-yo master did not answer, he just kept on yo-ing  ’ ‘  welcome back to me screaming  ’ ‘  you know sometimes i think to myself what are you waiting for you dumb stupid fuuuuuuck!  ’ ‘  do you ever shut the fuck up?  ’

[xnjolras]

                                   ❝    The notion that a radical is one who HATES his country is naïve & usually idiotic.    He is, more likely, one who likes his country more than the rest of us, & is thus more DISTURBED than the rest of us when he sees it debauched.    He is not a bad citizen turning to crime; he is a good citizen driven to DESPAIR.    ❞

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