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Dear followers,

I wanted to make this post in saying that I am sorry for any wrong that I may have done to you. I’ve been trying to better myself, knowing that I have done things that could be considered, well, not good. (In which I will not go into detail here, but know that I’ve acknowledge it.)

I will not be dropping names here, because I’d rather not have those who don’t know of this situations to get the wrong idea, and go after those involved. But, consider this an apology to YOU. While at some point, I had done something to you that you didn’t like, I want to say that I’m sorry. I may not have realized it at the time, but due to recent events, I’ve realized some of them now. While I still don’t understand some of the things that have been said, I can at least fess up to the things that I know I’ve done. I am a pushy person, and that does make me seem like an unapproachable person. Someone that seems to try and force things, but really, that’s the last person I want to be.

I know I’ve written subjects that are questionable, I do not deny that. And believe me, I have steered myself away from such. But, I also apologize to those who may have been affected negatively by it.

Consider this a temporary goodbye.

I just need a good while to reflect, and hopefully come to terms with what has happened. I want to better myself, and come back when I know that I have achieved that. But, I want to say, that I am not the only one who needs to reflect. While I am sorry for what I have done, I still was treated negatively by people through anonymous messages, and I hope those people will also figure out things, and hopefully, become better too.

I just want to say sorry again. I can’t keep running, or trying to keep this to myself, hoping it will go away.

And to my friends, know that I love you, and I’ve enjoyed all of the stories we’ve created. This isn’t goodbye forever. And I hope that we may continue to talk, or reconnect when I return. I may come back under a new name, or not. We’ll see.

I will probably lurk for the next few days for those mutuals/friends who’d like to get my contact information for discord or skype, or whatever. I will be changing my contact info, so any posts made about it on my blog will not work.

Yours truly,

XuXu

#;;wнere'd тнαт coмe ғroм? {ooc}#;;psa #;;DO NOT REBLOG

saintginevra

DON’T GET LOST IN HEAVEN, EH ! ! ! THEY GOT LOCKS ON THE GATE, HEY ! ! !

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#;;ɴo loɴɢer oɴ тнe rαdαr... {self promo}

;;@bitofthisandthat // {cont.}

-----She lets out a chuckle anyway. Though, unceremoniously, she climbs over the back of the sofa, and sits herself down next to him. Pale eyes lock onto him once she’s comfortable.

“ Get me a studded bell collar then... “

Ginevra leans back, letting her head loll back a bit as she looks up to the ceiling. Boots make a distinct squeak as she crosses her legs, leather rubbing against each other.

“ Took a small trip, eh, not much. Did ya’ miss me, or.... ? “

Cue a small smirk as she leans back up to look at him.

#;;ι'м нere. {ic}#;;reply #bitofthisandthat #;;v.08 corpѕeѕ αre мeтαl- rιɢнт? {verse}

BOYFRIEND !::

❝ I was ANGRY at wot happened, so much that I developed an unhealthy, burning hatred for Murdoc, ❞ that may still be true, considering he hasn’t visit, or even called Murdoc; who’s currently in prison for a crime he didn’t commit.❝ I even ripped off the photo of him that I was throwing darts at in my room ! I know it’s good not to forget shit that’s happened. But, I was sour about it for eight years… I think it is time to let it go, not get bothered by it.❞

After sharing what could be considered ‘wisdom’, he laughed. Was it at his own words ? Was he happy by the hand that now held his cheek ? He didn’t know and he couldn’t be bothered to look for an answer, he just knew he was HAPPY.

❝ Sure thing ! We can go summer shopping, add a little more to the adventure.❞

-----She lets the hand slide from his face slowly, then steps away so she could take both of his hands into her own. Well, she was just glad that he seemed happier, and it was apparent on her expression. Stitches are pulled tight into a wide smile as she starts to pull him a bit.

“ Let’s go walkin’... ! ! We need to take advantage o’ this moment. It’s bright an’ sunny. We’re both smilin’... “

#mindbruised #;;v.01 lιғe αғтer deαтн... {verse}

crxmes

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#;;ғαɴcιeѕ && lυхυrιeѕ... {aesthetic}

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♡ Skwisgaar & Gin?

♡ Send me a ship and I’ll tell you

Who accidentally pushes a door instead of pulling/vice versa:[ BOTH. Skwisgaar doesn’t pay attention, and Gin is a klutz so they need help please. ]

Who doodles little hearts all over the desk with their initials inside them:[ GIN. She’s more open and cutesy about them atm, & he’s still in deep denial, plus he won’t ruin his fine minimalist furniture surfaces for anyone. ]

Who starts the tickle fights:[ BOTH. Depending who’s drunker. ]

Who starts the pillow fights:[ GIN. He’s so not paying attention and fiddling away on his guitar and she likes to goof him. SHE can get away with it, no one else. ]

Who falls asleep last, watching the other with a small affectionate smile:[ SKWISGAAR. He’s more softly affectionate like this when it’s private and isolated; and she’s so smol he can’t help it. ]

Who mistakes salt for sugar:[ SKWISGAAR. Again, he’s not paying attention and focusing on a million things in his head. Gin tries to warn him before he pours salt into his coffee but he’s TOO fast. ha. ha. ]

Who lets the microwave play the loud beeping sound at 1am in the morning:[ BOTH. They’re either already up due to schedule or insomnia, and in a drone-like state. Neither cares. ]

Who comes up with cheesy pick up lines:[ GIN. On purpose to troll, because she knows Skwisgaar will only 5/10 times get the nuance. ]

Who rearranges the bookshelf in alphabetical order:[ SKWISGAAR. He color codes the binding too. For the Aesthetic™ ]

Who licks the spoon when they’re baking brownies:[ GIN. Chocolate batter?? Why wouldn’t she??? Skwisgaar just raises a semi-judgmental brow at her. ]

Who buys candles for dinners even though there’s no special occasion:[ BOTH. Depending on who’s in the mood first, but Skwisgaar is ever the mood & scene setter. ]

Who draws little tattoos on the other with a pen:[ SKWISGAAR. Her markings get ‘fixed’ into Norse Runes of protection shhhhhhhhhhhh. ]

Who comes home with a new souvenir magnet every time they go on vacation:[ GIN. The more XXX and grossly offensive the better, they crack her up. ]

Who convinces the other to fill out those couple surveys in the back of magazines:[ NEITHER. They make FUN of people that do those. And correct the questions to sound more brutal or rated “R” ]

@saintginevra

#;;save tag TBA #i love it #i love them too #orz

;;sorry I haven’t been here. I’ve been on discorrd mostly the past few days. but hopefully I can catch up on all my active blogs later today and this weekend.

#;;wнere'd тнαт coмe ғroм? {ooc}#;;tbd

♥ for a Gin in your inbox. i’ll either send a recent meme, or something original. mutuals only, pls.

#;;inbox call

;;i was trying to be nice, asshole

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saintginevra

DON’T GET LOST IN HEAVEN, EH ! ! ! THEY GOT LOCKS ON THE GATE, HEY ! ! !

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#;;ɴo loɴɢer oɴ тнe rαdαr... {self promo}

humcnz

choose your fighter !!

ind. gorillaz multi-muse, adored by pine.

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BOYFRIEND !::

& he looks down at her lovingly, placing one hand on her cheek–his thumb caressing her. Even his movements were swift & suave, a complete contrast to how he was so little ago. But he was blissful, he felt like a better man for Ginevra right now–so he thought.

❝ I used to LOVE the beach, but then… Y’know, Plastic Beach & all happened. BUT! I realized that I need to let that go, Ginevra ! That’s the PROBLEM with me, I held on to everything that made me upset, made me… Little. I realized that I need to GET OVER MYSELF & MY FEARS. Be happy. And, I’m not gonna let wot happened at the Plastic Beach get to me any longer ! I was figuring since it is summer & all… Maybe we could take a visit, maybe go for a swim ? ❞

-----She leans her face into his touch, continuing to watch him. While she did like this new boost in confidence, she could only hope it came naturally. And not by other means. Whatever it could have entailed... Brows are relaxed, and she watches him with a small warm smile.

“ Now, letting things go to th’ point where ya’ can function is good, but don’t think just forgettin’ what’s happened is gonna fix ya’. More like acceptance. It’s okay t’be upset by what happened, but like ya’ said, it happened years ago. An’ ya seemed t’have accepted it, and decided to move past it. “

A hand reaches up to return the gesture, letting a hand rest against his cheek.

“ I wouldn’t mind that... Need t’get me a new swim suit, if that’s th’ plan. “

#mindbruised #;;v.01 lιғe αғтer deαтн... {verse}

sattickate

I am not a straight people.

Reblog if you are also not a straight people.

#;;α ѕтory ѕpoĸeɴ вy мαɴy тoɴɢυeѕ. {about}#gin is not a straight people

soldatka-deactivated20190308

Some of y'all don’t want fandom to be fun at all you want it to be like some kind of gd AP Lit class where all we do is have pointed debates over the most Correct interpretation of media like NO get fucked I will project onto my favorite character and write whatever shitty nonsense fic for whatever illogical pairing I want die mad about it

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Guy (?)::

@saintginevra// sc.

A HOODED FIGURE, that’s all he is tonight, back pressed to brick and confidence like shallow water but it’s nice compared to the times he’s having to splash around in it. fingers fiddle with the cigarette he holds, expelled energy as he vaguely turns his head to address the form beside him. “ hey, got a light ? ”

----She’s hidden in the same shadow, perhaps for similar reasons. The figure next to her doesn’t seem to mind her presence, therefore, she makes no effort to move. It’s when he shifts to ask her a question, that her curiosity is piqued. Cue pale eyes fixating themselves on the hooded man at her side, and a green hand reaching into her pocket to pull out a purple & glittery lighter.

It gets held out to him. Stitching exposed around her wrist, along with discolored flesh.

“ Here ya’ go... I don’t blame ya’ this place is more quiet than usual... “

#poolstorybro #;;v.01 lιғe αғтer deαтн... {verse}

ncface replied to your post:

oh my god how even that’s awesome!!!!

FREE MURDO.C

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