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idk who still actually followers this blog but i moved niya to @arzodae !!
A way overdue life update
Okay, obviously I haven’t been writing much if at all lately. I’m a full time film student at the moment and I’ve spent the first 3 months of 2019 drowning in production design mockups and pre-production on 2 films + my weekends have been crewing on other films & location scouting (or just literally trying to storyboard and production design and not drown). I’ve barely had time to even write anything outside of Tumblr I have about 6 pilot ideas I want to write for my portfolio but I just do not have the time or energy by the time I get home. On top of all of this, Tumblr makes my anxiety worse so I’ve been trying to stay away for my mental health.
Because of this, I’ve decided that moving forward I’m putting all my blogs on an indefinite hiatus except for @burnedkingdom my ASOIAF multimuse, which I’ve recently revived on a low-activity hopefully low-stress basis, if you’re seeing this message & still wanna write hmu over there or on discord ( brea#5926 ). I’m notoriously terrible at overcommitting myself but I do miss the rpc and don’t want to totally remove myself from it. For a while I was considering deleting all my blogs but honestly I’ve worked too hard on them and I don’t want to do that.
I’m going to be reblogging this same note across all my blogs, but I just wanted to throw out some specific notes for a few of my accs:
For my mutuals over @stellarstolen: I love Maia a whole tone, but for some reason she’s the muse that gives me the worse anxiety and being on her dash for five minutes brings my mood way down. The last 2 years I’ve come back for the new season, however I have no intention of doing that this year. Maybe I’ll be back in the future (I love you all too much to stay away forever), but I really just have too much on my plate to deal with Maia right now. Thank you guys for being amazing (special shout out to Lenne & Yuffie <3333 ) it’s been a wild ride.
@ all my WW babies on @codeminded: WOW OK some of y’all *coughtrip&haleycough* have been around since Emily was Beth and then watched me fight becoming canon complaint (and eventually fail at that too lmaooo). I love you guys and our gc, I’ll probably be back with s3 rolls around but right now I’m still too disillusioned w/ s2 but ily.
The mutlifandom crossover mess that is @arzodae: I honestly love every character on this blog & how no one knows what books they’re from but it’s FINE I’m fine. I don’t doubt that I’ll be back on this blog at some point, ya girl spent too much time on her crossover verse bios to not revive it. For my SOA/Mayans bbys, I’ll be back for Mayans s2 I already know it, my Hanna muse is always hanging around and Liana rly never got a chance before I peaced out. @ my marvel bbys: I literally love my marvel verses so much I know I’m gonna end up showing back up for those too. ALSO @ my ASOIAF babes: if you like Cyra’s ASOIAF verse: I’ve moved it over to @burnedkingdom & changed her into Jalani (but it’s literally the same backstory as Cyra’s verse just expanded).
Lastly @silvcrbow & @incruentum: I never rly got going on these two as much as I would have wanted but I also loveeee all the people I met on them. Even if we never got to write together as much as I would have wanted I love u all.
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between fall classes ( two of which are studio based yikes ) and my weekends being pretty busy for the foreseeable future, i’m going to be hella LOW ACTIVITY on all my blogs. hopefully i’ll still be on fairly regularly, but until i figure out what my schedule is gonna be, my activity will probably be a little spotty !!
now that soa has thoroughly ruined my life...we return to your regularly scheduled rping
Sharp Objects (2018—) Directed by Jean-Marc Vallée
simon:
It wasn’t fine, anybody could see that it wasn’t fine. “Niya…” Stepping forwards, Simon couldn’t help but notice the look on her face as she spotted the blood. “Okay that is not fine. Let me help you – I promise I won’t try and drink it,” he joked, “kinda past all that now.” He really needed to work on his ability to talk to women, though there was only so much the Academy could do.”Please let me help? I feel awful.”
Not even the pain could stop her from rolling her eyes at his bad joke. “One less thing to worry about,” she quipped. Taking another step toward the door, hoping no one else would notice. It was clear Simon wasn’t going to let her out of his sight, and taking him with her meant he couldn’t run for the closest professor. “Yeah, okay, hurry up,” Niya murmured, turning for the door and stepping out into the empty hall. If she didn’t look down, there wasn’t any blood. If only that were true. She shot Simon what she hoped was a threatening look and moved one hand, just far enough to grab the stolen stele from her pocket. “I think it goes without saying, that what happens here stays between you and me.”
kieran:
@silvcrbow ❥
Kieran was beginning to wonder where the Shadowhunters got their Faerie lore for their books, did they get extremely drunk or eat Faerie food & scribble down anything that came to mind? Or was it an elaborate prank so they could snicker over their meetings while everyone took their drivel as absolute truth. Maybe it was Faerie that wanted to have a good laugh at the Nephilim’s expense. Or maybe all of their writers were complete idiots who couldn’t weld a blade & took up writing in desperation.
Most of their books were so horribly written he was tempted to makes notes just to correct every single one. He notices someone entering the room, but doesn’t look up, still contemplating the writers of the books in the Nephilim’s library. The silence dragged on for awhile, until Kieran was scowling down at the book, his hair the darkest shade of blue from his displeasure. ❝ I think Nephilim take their ‘all the legends are true’ saying to heart far too often. ❞
When Niya wasn’t training, she hung out in the library. Research had always been one of her favorite things to do back home, no matter how dry her the old books in Madame Bones’ collection could be. But the books in the Scholomance library were far more entertaining, mostly because they were entirely incorrect. There’d been one about werewolves, so laughable that she’d almost sent a picture to Michelle back in New Orleans. She’d get a kick out of showing the rest of the pack what kind of mess the Nephilim passed off as fact. But Niya had to be more careful about contacting Downworlders now, even if they were her friends. She couldn’t risk getting on the Clave’s bad side. The less they paid attention to her, the better.
She eyed the book the boy at the table was reading. “I’ve read young-adult fiction that’s more factual than some of these Shadowhunter books,” Niya agreed. Though she was fairly certain a great deal of fantasy novels were written by Downworlders, it was the only explanation for their factuality. “This obvious lack of knowledge is half the reason I agreed to Ascend. Someone has to set them straight.”
pretty boy:
“I’m much more than that,” he continued to tease, the smirk on his face growing. There was something about her that he liked, something that had him feeling more like the man he’d been before the attack. It was so damn unexpected that he easily slipped into a façade he hadn’t slipped into since the attack. Shoving that aside, he followed the other towards the front of the store. Everything about New Orleans was vastly different and while he wasn’t too fond of the humidity, he did enjoy just how friendly people were. It actually had him wondering about the downworlder population and if they were similar to what he knew from New York. “Monsters, huh,” he said, mirth dancing in his yes. Never had he felt so damn free in his life and he was loving every moment of this. “I thought I’d heard the rumour of monsters but doesn’t every city have them?” Stepping out of the building, he took in the scents of the city. As a wolf he could smell so much more and the city was a bit overwhelming at first. But what immediately caught his attention was the smell of street food. This was something Brooklyn didn’t have; a plethora of good street food. And right on cue his stomach decided to protest his lack of a decent meal. “I can say the smell of food is better. Don’t think I’ve smelled this much variety of food since I left New York.”
She gave her best dramatic eye-roll. “Save it for the tourists, they’re more likely to fall for all of that,” she said, waving her hand in front of his face to illustrate her point. Niya headed away from the square toward the smaller stores that didn’t overcharge. “We have more than our fair share,” she said with a hum. “We’re basically the capital of the downworld. I may be biased but I think New Orleans is perfect.” She was definitely biased, but that didn’t mean she wasn’t right. After spending most of her life with Madame Bones, she’d come to know the local downworld well. Of course there were still issues ( what family didn’t have them? ) but for the most part they had each other’s backs. “Cajun food is on a whole other level,” she agreed. “I mean you can still get the regular stuff: pizza, fried chicken, whatever. But I would literally eat jambalaya straight out of the fridge, cold.” And she’d done that more than a few times, especially when it was too hot to even think about turning on the stove. “You should come up next time Auntie makes her’s. It’s the best.”
simon:
@silvcrbow / sc.
❝ could i sit here? ❞ simon asks with slight hesitation as he looks down at the girl occupying the table, motioning toward the empty space. deciding to be a part of the dregs hadn’t been as easy of a transition as he’d hoped, but he couldn’t say that he didn’t prefer it. being in with the shadowhunters who felt the need to talk down on the mundanes wanting to ascend didn’t feel right to him, especially with his lack of memory and the fact that he wasn’t exactly a full-blooded shadowhunter in the slightest. in fact, he had been on the opposite end of all of this just a few months ago if the talk and pieces of himself he gets back little by little are anything to go by. he hadn’t ever belonged with that group to begin with and despite the questionable living conditions of his new room and the sudden shift of moods the shadowhunters had toward him, simon felt more content. ❝ i get it if you wanna be alone or something, i can go. ❞
Niya glanced up from her dinner ( if you could even call it that ) and raised an eyebrow. “Well, if it isn’t everyone’s favorite hero,” she said dryly. Curiosity made her nod at the empty seat. Everyone had heard about former vampire that had saved the world and lost his memory in the process. Each time she overheard one of the other students telling the story it got more and more outrageous. “What possessed you to join team loser?” She asked. Not that she blamed him, spending half the day with bratty Shadowhunter teens was enough for her. And Niya was good, she escaped the worst of the snide remarks. The other mundanes had it much worse. “I’m pretty sure there were medieval prisoners who had nicer bedrooms than we have.”
✴ ℋ𝓔ℳℒ𝓞𝓒𝓚 𝓖ℛ𝓞𝓥𝓔 𝓢𝓔𝓝𝓣𝓔𝓝𝓒𝓔 𝓟ℛ𝓞ℳ𝓟𝓣𝓢.
nsfw mentions such as : blood, death, murder, threats, sexual themes may be present.
* SEASON ONE :
“ You’re so weird, _____. But I like it. ”
“ This is the part where you leave. ”
“ It’s important for me to understand people’s motivations. ”
“ Do you worship the Devil? ”
“ Are you a werewolf or what? ”
“ There are no tracks. ”
“ Stay out of the way and let nature takes it course. ”
“ There’s no way to help him/her/them, even if we knew who it was? ”
“ What are you not telling me? ”
“ Nobody needs your fucking money. ”
“ I’m highly medicated. ”
“ How many funerals have you been to? ”
“ WHAT IF we stop beginning sentences with those two words? ”
“ I’m just saying, there’s the right way then there’s the foolish way. ”
“ Guys… look, it’s baby bump and teen wolf. ”
“ Nobody gives a shit what happens out here, ‘cept us, right? ”
“ Do you have any idea what we may be looking for? ”
“ Let’s split up, I’ll go this way. ”
“ Pull the trigger. Find out. ”
* SEASON TWO :
“ You can say what you want. ”
“ Everyone has secrets locked behind closed doors somewhere. ”
“ It’s been a while, _____. I thought you forgot about me. ”
“ First you pay then we play. ”
“ I’m not interested in damaged goods. ”
“ How about someone who might be a type A? ”
“ I knew there was a reason why I hated everything about him/her/them. ”
“ You are hungry, aren’t you? ”
“ The thirst came right along with you, there’s no running from it. ”
“ I would give anything, ANYTHING, not to be your son/daughter. ”
“ You, ______, are anything but normal. ”
“ Before you fuck things up for all of us, come to me. ”
“ I know exactly what you are. ”
“ ______ is a whole pile shit of evil you don’t begin to understand. ”
“ If you hurt him/her, I will put so much pain on you, you will never get well. ”
“ It will end very badly for you if you don’t. ”
“ I am going to feed your child. Unless, you want to do it. ”
“ I was with _____ and yes, we slept together. ”
“ Where would we be without our secrets? ”
* SEASON THREE :
“ I have a special gift for defining assholes. ”
“ Why me? Why not go to the police? ”
“ I gotta know, otherwise, I can’t do my job. ”
“ I will do everything in my power to protect you from him/her/them. ”
“ It’s just us now, so we got to look out for each other. ”
“ You destroyed my life’s work. ”
“ There’s something their not telling me. ”
“ Anything I come up with, you’ll be the first to know. ”
“ What’s wrong? Shut it down. ”
“ I know it hurts, he/she/they left me to, you know. ”
“ Find it in your heart to forgive him/them/her, I’m not quite there yet. ”
“ You say that like it’s a bad thing. ”
“ Are you really going to answer that? ”
“ It’s going to be ugly and I’m going to have to live with it. ”
“ It doesn’t work like that. I’m sorry, I can’t help you. ”
“ It will end very badly for you if you don’t. ”
“ You said you didn’t want to be involved, considered yourself not involved. ”
“ You had nothing, you were nothing, you want to step to me, motherfucker? ”
“ I promise you, we’re going to get out of here, alright? ”
i just rly love cloak & dagger bc it’s set in new orleans
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this is a MINI HIATUS NOTICE for all my muses. my family will be in town from june 29th-july 4th, and i will continue to be low activity until the 9th due to course work !!
› OCEAN’S 8 SENTENCE MEME some are suggestive and feature expletives, angst, humour and criminal activity. spoilers.
as you know, parole is a privilege
yeah, that’s obviously not something i’m proud of
i don’t want that life, i never wanted that life
my brother, may he rest in peace, was a criminal
i fell for the wrong person. it was a mistake, but uh, it happened
i would just want the simple life
i just want to hold down a job, make some friends, go for a walk after work in the fresh air and, you know, pay my bills
i have forty-five bucks _____ , i can go anywhere i want
they are sealed, they are brand new
it’s a rerun ____, she slept with her cousin, crashed the car, baby’s not his
because when you’re drunk, it tastes like vodka
you better be in there
i was just paying my respects
what’re you doing here ?
they though i’d be the best one to talk to you
sometimes, just knowing the job will work is satisfaction enough, you don’t actually have to do it
i’m not gonna end up back in prison
you’re lookin’ sharp
hey, hey, take it easy, i’ve been in the slammer
that would be my i’ve just been in jail for five years and my partner let me down face
hey i’m not your partner
can i exchange something you stole ?
if you’re gonna have a problem with stealing then you’re not gonna like the rest of this conversation
this is what you do, you make me guess and then i’m interested and then because you think i’m interested you think i’m gonna do it
there’s a room for you upstairs, you’re stuff’s upstairs too
i borrowed some shit, i figured you weren’t using it
oh my god, i was meaning to call you
do you know what a shiv is ?
oh, such a nice face
you know, inside, you’re what we call a pretty girl
why would you do something like that ?
so did you — ? *mimes stabbing*
so, then i thought ten banks, but i realised that was probably coming from an angry place
i got myself thrown in solitary for a little peace and quiet
so, it’s not like robbing a liquor store.
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