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@ofbxwitchment-blog
so, i'm probably going to be doing a big ol' clean up on this blog over the next couple of days. threads are inactive, tags are a mess, verses need rewriting and so on; also my bae is going to hopefully be returning and ruining my life not only on all of my messaging platforms but now on here, too. if any of you want to check her out I highly recommend it but even if you don't feel free to chuck her an ask and call her a life wrecker.
I highly recommend you follow the person I reblogged this from.
JUST BURY ME IN PAIRINGS WHERE ONE PERSON’S BEEN THROUGH SO MUCH HELL AND HARDSHIPS, BUT LOOKS AT THEIR LOVER LIKE THEY’RE THE SUN, HOLDS THEIR LOVER CLOSE LIKE THEY’RE THE WARMEST THING IN THE COLDEST SNOW STORM, AND KISSES THEIR LOVER PASSIONATELY LIKE THEY’RE THE MOST IMPORTANT THING IN THE WORLD.
Positive!Anon challenges YOU: answer this with a nice message / compliment to a fellow Tumblr user & tag / mention them to make their day. (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ Pass on the challenge to the next FIVE on your dashboard. <3
Let’s do something different this time. I’m going to give a SMALL list of SOME people that deserve love. They’re all wonderful role players, with amazing muses and threads. (this is only a small list, because listing EVERYONE would take f o r e v e r.)
alphadelameutedelycan herjaguarskin heoruwulf
ifthemoneysgood neighbcr ly-martin adivinegod
adellaholmes ofbrutalityyy dominusofhell
rosie-harper desensitiized unhumxnity notatotalpsychox
noonelikeshim xgoblin moraldysplasia codexargentum
eidetxcmemory eightyearsalone theylaughedatmemama
ofbxwitchment runningwiththeboysx
This is such a lovely thing to come back to after feeling so bloody horrific for days. Seriously though this little lady is one of few reasons I'm still on this blog. Indie roleplay is one of the hardest, cut-throat, panic attack inspiring platforms I've ever been on and there's been more than a few occasions I've felt unwelcome and miserable being here but then I remember her messages and it helps a lot. I love her interpretation of Stiles, she's in the top three of all the ones I follow, and I genuinely enjoy reading her posts/seeing her on my dash. She's like a little ray of sunshine and if you don't follow her then I highly recommend you do.
I'm still here just sick but I'm feeling so much better than I have been so I should be back to posting properly on the weekend. <3
I’m crying.
LMAOOOOOOOOO the screaming in the beginning “mr. owl” “oh jesus christ” “please don’t give me that look” “please don’t fly” DYING omg
That owl is 30000000% done
every time this video graces me with its presence i feel obliged to reblog it
The 1975 Sentence Starters
“Then he said I lost my head.” “Don’t call it a fight when you know it’s a war.” “You got pretty eyes, but I know you’re wrong.” “I feel like I’m just treading water.” “The blood is on your tongue as well as your hands.” “I’ve got a woman now.” “I’m so high, I think I love you.” “If you’re alone in your room, what’s that boy doing?” “Don’t think I’m helping you.” “Has he got enough money to spend?” “I can’t believe that we’re talking about him.” “I think we better go.” “You’re never gonna quit it.” “She’s got a boyfriend anyway.” “All we seem to do is talk about sex.” “Why do you talk so loud?” “I’ve been thinking lots about your mouth.” “Cause I remember that I like you.” “Why don’t you figure my heart out?” “You got something to say?” “You know I can’t be found with you.” “Do you get what I mean now?” “Babe, you look so cool.” “Now I’ll shoot him if it’s what you ask.” “What’s the fun in doing what you’re told?” “I’m not your savior.” “I’ll break your heart.” “Find me cause I’ll never find you.” “I’d love you to stay but that’s simply insane.” “Well I only brought three, what you lookin’ at me for?” “Well you’re the best man, so what’s the plan?” “He looks just like me, but six foot three, so I reckon you could knock him out.” “You’ve seen so many faces that I’ve never seen before.” “I know it’s me that’s supposed to love you.” “Is there somebody who can watch you?”
i was just a kid & all i really w a n t e d was my f a t h e r
Teen Wolf verse will have her eying all you precious little fur babies wondering why you're not actually wolves and WHY IS THAT??
If the Lord don’t forgive me I’d still have my baby and my babe would have me When I was kissing on my baby And she put her love down soft and sweet In the lowland plot I was free Heaven and hell were words to me
‘A Californian congressmen has just introduced a law to make it illegal to keep orcas in captivity. This could change everything — but SeaWorld is already mounting a vicious campaign to defeat this congressman’s brave move. We need to tell the State of California that the public won’t accept SeaWorld’s imprisonment of orcas any longer.’
Enact the Orca Welfare and Safety Act to make it illegal to hold orcas in captivity for performance or entertainment purposes
sign this petition
THIS IS SERIOUSLY SO CLOSE, SIGNAL BOOST SO HARD
mutual followers: like for a starter. me: too terrified to like for a thing.
Let’s play a fun game called “we’re just friends but I’d fuck you if you asked”
“PLEASE, tell me what do you want and don’t waste my time.”
❝ I have a problem that needs fixing and I heard you might be the man to help me.❞
he was a little caught off guard with her words, that smirk that had graced his poised features quickly faded away into a thin line, his bros clenched together as he looked down at the female in awe. he wasn’t normally the type that was cocky with himself to begin with so his own words with fascination kind of took him back a little as well, but he had just laughed it off before hoping the girl would take it as a joke or something but, clearly she didn’t and he found himself in a bit of a daze as he shifted his backside off of her locker. he could see lydia wanting to be friends with this foreign girl for the fact that she had a little bite to her, and not in the way that the rest of them did.
brows shifted again when she quickly changed her tune, causing his brows to go back to their rightful place as he eased himself to the side and completely away from her locker so she could gain access inside. the corner of his lips shifted upwards into a small smirk as he leaned against the locker next to her’s.
“ no, it was probably rude of me to even say that so i apologize. but, for future reference my locker is kind of next to yours so, there may be frequent leaning.”
She watched his face, eyes taking in every movement, and the temptation to gloat flickered within but it was something she disregarded in an instant. Not only was it unbecoming, it was also incredibly rude, and she couldn't afford to give off another false impression of her character. There was no smirk as he moved, no triumphant huff, but there was wonder and confusion clouding her vision — the smirk, the almost arrogance, left her with little hope that he'd move without a fuss and yet he shifted his weight and exposed her locker without so much as a twitch in his brow. Odd. The brunette said nothing, the smile, albeit now muted, seemingly making a home on her face, and she was quick to take several steps to the narrow door with her eyes glancing down briefly at the series of numbers scrawled in neat cursive on the back of her hand. Nora was far from forgetful, and normally remembering six double numbers would be a breeze, but her head had been full of white noise for days and something about the so called wholesome town didn't settle right with her. The dial turned quickly, deft hands making short work of the backwards and forwards motion required, and the folder was slipped between text books that still had the freshly bought, too glossy for her liking, shine. Books, in her opinion, looked better when they were creased at the spine and filled with worn pages but pawing over grimoires left her bias and ungrateful; still, it didn't stop her reaching into the container and pulling two free.
At the sound of his voice at her side, she peered around the open door and lifted her shoulders in a graceful motion. She wasn't intending on holding it against him, and she'd more than likely chalk it up as an off day, but good manners counted for everything and appreciation was given. The door swung closed, the books were pressed against her chest as if it was something habitual, and bluebell eyes swept over his face and posture. He had all the comfort and litheness of a cat stretched out but the damnable smirk and cool confidence he eluded stilled any thoughts of him being completely tame. Her eyes found his again, lips parted, and she carefully picked at her own words before she finally allowed them to be heard.
❝ I shouldn't have been staring at you so, I guess, we're both at fault. Still, you lean and I'm going to have to bump you over a bit — fair? ❞
