Astoria Kom Skaikru

[dontbeanassharry-deactivated201]

What’s my writing trademark?

I’ve seen this for art, but what about my writing makes you go, “ah, that’s a _____ production”?

[yourmusings]

RP starters: Concern.

“It’s midnight, where the hell were you?!”

“Stop keeping your phone in silent, you got me worried!”

“Blood? Are you bleeding?”

“I don’t like the idea of you walking down the streets all alone.”

“I thought I would never see you again…”

“We should get you to hospital.”

“Where did all those bruises came from?”

“I have the right to be worried!”

“Have you been drinking? You look terrible.”

“Sleep at my place tonight.”

“I don’t feel safe letting you be alone when you’re in that shape.”

“Please talk to me about it.”

“Let me take care of you.”

“You need to rest now. Don’t move.”

“How many times have I told you to not go there?”

“You could’ve died, you know…”

“I don’t care if you don’t want my help, I’ll do it anyways.”

“You really need to stop drinking. I’m serious.”

“This time you got yourself into a hospital. I think that’s a sign.”

“Are you sure you’re okay?”

“You need to stop doing stupid shit like that or you will get yourself killed.”

“I’m your friend, of course I care!”

“You know I’m always here for you, right?”

“You’re not okay.”

“I’m just trying to help you.”

“Let me clean your wounds…”

“Why did you do it? Tell me.”

[lethalintelligence-a-deactivate]

alright since today has been such a big shit storm right off the bat for me imma just take this time to make an appreciation post about my support system because i honestly couldn’t do it without each & every one of you guys backing me up &/or just being there for me tbqh. ( & please forgive me if i forget to tag you because mama bird has so damn much on her mind right now so bare with me. )  so yeah, under the cut you’re gonna find some real sappy shit that rarely happens so. ENJOY.

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[atlascursed]

               shoot y’all, started from the bottom     now i’m here!

no, but seriously…WTF?? listen, i’ve been ridin’ the rp rodeo for about seven years now and NEVER in that time had any of my blogs increased as fast as this? let alone just having this blake boy for just shy of three weeks?? i don’t know how, & i sure as hell don’t know why      but i’m so glad it did. there was seriously a two month stretch of me deciding whether or not i even wanted to even take up writing bellamy. because lord knows there are about hundreds of those in themselves      not to mention far more talented. so with that being said, WTF are you all doing here?? don’t get me wrong, i’m totally jazzed to have you! but y’all don’t seem to understand that i am a total trash nugget and DEFINITELY don’t feel worthy. ramble short, i’m seriously grateful for you all and all the love in the world that i have to give goes out to you.          so here’s to me celebrating because i said “fuck it” & made my bellamy anyway.

and now this is the part where i babble & gush about the people i love under the read more…

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[strikonkai-blog]

“Sometimes its the smallest things that can surprise you.                      Something so little could do something so very big.”

[badbloodmagic]

me: oh hey, I have a lot of drafts I should/could be doing

me to me: ask for more plots and post starters

[noubushhada]

                                            My Heart is Gold                                                    My hands are Cold

                                                                                      Are you deranged like me?

                                                   Independent && Selective                                                          Luna Kom Floukru

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HEDA

[madenatblida]

     There’s a light at the end                     It’s just the sun in your eyes                                      I know you wanna go to heaven                                                                       but you’re human tonight

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[timbradford]

[lcvedhermoved-blog]

     you love a girl made of stardust, constellations splayed across bare skin and with a supernova at her fingertips. she is the stuff of dreams, a shooting star that burns too bright. her wings are tattered and jagged, feathers frayed with years of neglect. you start to wonder if she will ever see herself as you do. you love a nebula waiting to explode, to become a star; a girl waiting to soar, a phoenix waiting to rise.

     you love a girl rooted in the earth, made of iron and steel and healing. you love a girl with ghosts in her eyes, with a lion’s mane matted with blood and dirt. you love a girl so broke with guilt that she scrubs her hands clean with blood that isn’t there. you love a girl with shoulders heavy with a burden way beyond her years. you kiss the scars anyway. she appreciates the offer and you cling to one another, in the hopes that her spirit stays with you both yet.

     you love in a time of chaos and war, you love in a time of uncertainty, you love in a time of children marching in boots, fashioned for soldiers ages apart. you love in a time of casualty, counts like competition, one on top of the other. you love in a time that does not give you the luxury. you love you love you love, you love. stars cross, uncross, then cross again. 

                                             I’LL CRAWL HOME TO HER.

[rp-meme-slut]

Reblog if you're a roleplayer with social anxiety!

This could mean you struggle with interacting with other roleplayers in the community, or get anxiety over simple interactions with others.

[princesconsuela]

[lethalintelligence-a-deactivate]

You silly little girl, you think you’ve survived so long survival shouldn’t hurt anymore. You keep trying to turn your body bulletproof. You keep trying to turn your heart bomb shelter. Stop, darling. You are soft && alive. You bruise && heal. Cherish it. It is what you were born to do. It will not be beautiful, but the truth never is. Come now, you promised yourself. You promised you’d live through this.

[magicbound-a]

   responsible rpers: queues replies so they’re spaced evenly and during periods of inactivity.     me: if it’s done it’s being posted right now. 

[wnq-writers]

It changes you, memories, especially knowing it’s the very last with them. Knowing those moments can’t be relieved only remembered

kriti-g (via displlaced)

[berrybird-blog1]

some height difference prompts

i’m always scaring you on accident because 1) i walk silently 2) you never see me coming because i’m literally over a foot shorter than you 3) you just really don’t pay any attention to anything below chin level do you 

you always put things on the top shelves because that’s pretty much eye level to you and so you think it makes sense but exCUSE ME, IF YOU HAVEN’T NOTICED YET I’M ACTUALLY THE SIZE OF A SEVENTH GRADE CHILD AND WHY ARE YOU PUTTING EVERYTHING ON THE TOP SHELVES THAT’S BASICALLY A DIFFERENT ATMOSPHERIC LAYER TO ME YOU SENTIENT TREE

“how tall are you even??” “like six seven i think, idk” “what the fuck” 

i have to stand on a chair to be intimidating when i yell at you and you always start laughing at how ridiculous i look and damn it your cuTE LAUGH ISN’T GOING TO MAKE ME LESS ANGRY STOP HUGGING ME PUT ME DOWN I’M STILL MAD AT YOU

everyone seems to expect me to be some evil angry midget because i’m so short but i’m actually really chill, it’s my tall friend over there who’s pretty much satan 

stop being a snarky salt lord or i will elbow you in the crotch with no regrets. that’s what you get for being tall and an asshole. 

this is really awkward because i swear i know what your face looks like but i always recognize you by the top of your head and today you wore a hoodie/hat/coat so i was looking for you for about half an hour before you took off the hood/hat and i realized who you were