[ ARCHIVED ] i'm the silver lining

mad cool in all my clothes mad warm when you get close to me slow dance these summer nights our disco ball's my kitchen light and you need to know that nobody could take your place, your place and you need to know that i'm hella obsessed with your face, your face archived dependent mumu rp blog for descendcntshq penned by elle.

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hello my dudes this is a long overdue post but pls read esp if we have plots kjbnjdf i love u all

first of all, i love you all (again) and nothing can change that. like, whatever next set of words below has nothing to do with anyone personally. this is all me.

second, i am dropping all of my characters and i have officially stepped off the main. i’ve been deliberating this for over a month now and both mads & jenna know how much i’ve been struggling with keeping my muse + activity afloat. as for my characters and overall how each one of them progresses in this group+setting, i feel really left out but honestly there’s no one to blame but me & my anxiety. i can’t seem to talk to anyone the way that i used to bc i’m always out of the loop and my brain apparently can’t handle trying to spark up a conversation and keeping at it (also, my attempts of being more active in college and family and friends has drained me and i just... don’t wanna talk, ya feel?) and i know this can be resolved in a few more ways than i’ve already tried, but i just don’t think i can really keep up anymore. it’s one thing to keep my shit together irl but it’s proven really difficult for me to keep up here at the same time as well. i feel like letting go is the best option for me at this point. although, things have been (uncharacteristically) looking up for me in terms of my schedule and other real life shit, i just realized that by being gone for so long has just left me with no muse and no other way to incorporate myself back into the group in a way that i feel comfortable. just to reiterate, nothing on you guys. you guys are just enjoying the rp life, and i just really don’t know how to get back on track.

third, obvsly that means im not coming through with the starters that i put up a post for (when have i ever :() i’m so so so sorry. i still have muse for them but the pace that things are going for the group as a whole and me not keeping up end me up with none of my characters are really developing. again, my fault. so i just don’t think it’s fair for me to keep these characters when i’m barely on.

those are three points that i poorly elaborated but please do understand that this is nothing held against anyone. i love everyone in this group and you are all amazing people.

i’m still in the discord chat though!! the only thing i’m leaving is the roleplay group here on tumblr. i may or may not set this up as an indie for a few select muses and venture out or... not at all. i might just archive this blog but i’m always at @janellaofrp, and my million 1x1 sideblogs if anyone wants to write with me still. i am seriously considering diving back into disney indie though lmao but yeah, i’ll let you know if i put it up somehow!

IT’S BEEN THE REALEST THREE-ALMOST-FOUR MONTHS YALL YOU ARE THE BEST SET OF PPL IN THE RPVERSE ILY ALL

TIS I, ELLE, UR MOM, UR MAL, UR HERKIE, UR MIRA AND UR DESI AND ALL MY NEGLECTED CHARACTERS, ALSO UR EX-ADMIN, SIGNING OFF.

I LOVE YOU ALL. IT’S BEEN REAL.

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henlo......i am a bitch ..... who’s been super inactive.....idk if i should do this but if anyone wants a PLOTTED out thread i can take up one-two threads each muse......pls reply if u want to plot a thread out or like.....a starter from any of my babs.......... idk.......also it’s technically my birthday in this side of the world so idk if i can follow through with the plotting immediately....but lmk if u want one......i will be continuing plotted out threads from before though so pls pls tap me smack me in the head if we’ve plotted/talked about a thread and would want me to reply to it...... thank you sm i love u all

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scaredstrcight:

“Will do. Thanks for the tremendous advice.” Josie said, a sarcastic tone taking over her words. Josie tried to be kind to others as much as she could but Landon had hurt her a lot in the past and there was still some bitterness there. She was over it, of course, but it had still hurt her in the moment and he was a bit of the reason why she had such a hard time making a commitment again. After realizing she had stood there silent for a minute, she put her phone in her pocket and cleared her throat. “So uh, you look like you’re doing good.” She said, looking up at him to see what he’d say next. Why? Why hadn’t she just left? But now it was too late and she was stuck in a conversation she hadn’t necessarily wanted to stay in. 

In his whole life, never had Landon thought that he would purposely try and avoid a girl. And yet here he was, stuttering as he stood in front of the only girl he intended not to run into for the rest of his life. The sarcasm didn’t fly past Landon’s head, and he didn’t appreciate it either. He knew that the tension between them were solely his fault. Josie had been nothing but amazing when they were together-- but Landon felt that he just wasn’t for all that. Committing to one partner? Not his thing; and the way that he expressed that? Probably wasn’t the best -- and absolutely not intentional; at least, that’s what Landon tells himself. He hadn’t even noticed that a minute had passed since she last spoke. Blinking, he shook his head, pinching the bridge of his nose as he thought of a response, “Uh, yeah.” He said, looking up to her. “Doing good.” He nodded, shrugging as he slipped his hands into his jean’s pockets. Landon surprised himself when he blurted out a, “You?-- How’ve you been?”

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madexfstitches:

“Yes it totally does.” he laughed “When you’re busy, you use all your resources and if you don’t have enough back up you run out. It’s simple really.” He said and chuckled a little “But also, don’t call me that. It makes me sound old.” He watched as she turned back around and he was almost afraid that she’d start something again but luckily for him, his offer stopped her from doing so. When she turned to walk to the exit, he just nodded “You know, patience is a virtue Naomi. Maybe if I take longer, you’ll appreciate the coffee more.” Of course he was just kidding, he was craving the caffeine and he was starving as well. Levi walked quickly over to the exit and looked down at the girl and smiled. “So, Naomi, how’ve you been? Other than the no coffee thing, that is.”

She wasn’t sure if he trying to piss her off even more or was simply trying to be funny. Naomi had her eyebrows furrowed together, her eyes slightly squinting in a mini-glare/disbelieving gaze. “A virtue that I could fucking care less about.” She asserted, palms open and her disbelieving expression etched on her face for him to see. Her expression twisted into utter confusion as she watched him smile at her and then asked her a casual question-- as if she wasn’t just raging in front of the whole coffee shop only a few moments prior. What was wrong with this guy? 

“Fuckin’ swell, doc.” She said in response, before turning around to push the door open. “How the fuck else would I be, right?”

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wetnsalty:

“Well, damn, excuse me for being excited to see you after fifty years!” He huffed out, arms crossed over his chest and foot stomping the floor. His act quickly melted away when he followed he taller boy to the bed, eagerly perching on the edge so the box was between them. “Wow, Golden Boy, that’s a good idea. Wish I’d thought of that, you even have the pizza ready and everything,” he teased, nudging the other’s foot with his own. Mar couldn’t stop smiling, watching his friend’s little antics: among the myriad of things about Herkie he had missed, simply being around him while he effortlessly lit up a room probably topped the list. “I bet you kicked ass, though, as always. Imagine how much better you’re gonna be at tourney! You have to show me everything you’ve learned.“

Fifty years? That made Herkie roll his eyes, shaking his head slightly with a small smile. Herkie wasn’t the best with sarcasm, and for the first few months that Marinus and him were roommates, Herkie didn’t get it; now, he had slightly gotten used to it. Though, he did hesitate for a brief moment, eyebrows furrowing a little as Marinus nudged his foot, then quickly realized that it was sarcastic comment. He let out a chuckle, dismissing his moment of confusion by munching on his slice. “Ha!” He let out a dry laugh, “--no, they kicked my ass.”  He shrugged, “It’s not much, now that I think about it?” He said, scrunching up his nose in thought. “It’s basically, building up muscle, training and controlling my strength so I don’t go... overboard.” He said with a slight hesitation with the final word. “You know, with the super strength and all.”

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Descendants | Descendants 2

#so infatuated with his girl

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strcngwillcd:

Once he heard her beautiful voice, Ben turned around and chuckled a little. “No, I haven’t been waiting that long baby girl. Maybe a little, but I love this place and I’ve been wanting to have a romantic evening with my lady.” He smiled as he walked towards her, bringing her into his arms he pressed a soft kiss upon her lips before pulling away. “Now, I had the chef whip up all your favorites.” He said, grabbing her hand and lacing their fingers as he lead her to the blanket he had sprawled out.

His response warranted a show of her eye rolling. Why did he always have to be so cheesy? “Okay, I know you missed me, but talking like that all night is a deal-breaker,” She joked, raising her eyebrows. She took a few steps towards him but he got to her first, and exactly as she looked up, she was met by kiss, to which she reciprocated, a small sigh escaping her lips. By the time he pulled away and showed her towards the spot they’d be sitting on, her eyes glistened. She looked at Ben as she sat down on the blanket saying, “Did he whip you up, too?” she smiled up to him cheekily.

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luisa-vega:

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“Alright - what stupid idea do you have planned this time?” Luisa’s already got her arms crossed over her chest, giving Desi a cautious stare. She loves both the twins, don’t get her wrong but god, if anyone ever tells him that they might find themselves on the wrong end of her sword. But - and this applies to both twins, regardless of who’s her favorite - their plans were known to go a little… haywire, from time to time. “If you think you’re about to drag me into one of your messes again, you’re sorely mistaken.”

“You got the wrong twin,” Desi said with his hands held up a little, “This Des doesn’t do stupid.” He said with a cheeky smile. He mirrored the younger girl’s crossed arms and leaned forwards a little, listening to her attempt at being condescending. “That solely depends on what you define as a ‘mess’, Lu.” He didn’t know what to expect but him asking her to come with him and this being her reaction? Amused Desi too much and he just decided to go with it. He didn’t really have any plan, much less it to be a stupid one. He had zero intentions of dragging her into anything but coffee. “You know what, speaking of messes,” He said adjusting his stance. “How have you been?” He chuckled as ruffled her hair, just like he used to when they were younger. She was just so tiny. “It’s like you never grew taller.” he mused.

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cfthemccn:

✥ “I am not playing hero, as you so eloquently put it, I work on the service end of the food, so I know how shitty it is to be on the receiving end of pointless nattering from a condescending bitch who doesn’t understand how things on that side work,” Trip returned, crooked grin that spelled trouble beginning to appear on his lips. “And, y’know, you wont actually burst into flames and die from attempting a little understanding.” One thing Trip absolutely despised about working in food service was the people who never seemed to understand that it was possible for things to run out, especially if it was the specialty of the place. “Maybe see if Stackz has coffee, instead of taking everything from whatever shitty life you are mad about out on a barista.”

As soon as he started talking again, Naomi rolled her eyes. Did he actually think she cared about what he had to say? Fuck no she didn’t. As he talked, she mocked him with her hand clawing open and shut to mimick the movement of his mouth. “Blah blah blah, hero talk.” Rolling her eyes again, she crossed her arms. She made a face of disbelief. Here he was, yapping about what she could do better than-- what was that he said? Bitching? Was is not obvious to see that she could care any less with what he had to say? The more he talked, the more anger boiled up in her. 

“Listen here, boy.” She took a step closer. “You’re the one who needs to fucking understand that I don’t care about your sad job or anyone else in the ‘service end of the food’” she uttered the last few words in a high pitched mocking tone. “And oh-ho, I’m not mad at him no more.” She pointed at the barista behind her, eyes flickering to the coffee cup at the nearest table. Her eyes glistened with a slight tinge of madness as she averted her eyes back to the burly man-boy she was talking to. In one swift motion, she grabbed the coffee cup from the person drinking it and splashed it to the other villain kid’s face. “You should fucked off when you had the chance.” She threw the cup behind her, causing the baristas to dunk behind the counter. 

With a final eye-roll, Naomi took a step back, and proceeded to leave the coffee shop-- but not without raising her middle finger high up for everyone to see, and then slamming the swinging door shut.

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bunchofreaks:

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zoned out. eleven was so zoned out. she had no idea who the person was in front of her. all she knew was that he was way too into this story. she took a deep breath, cleared her throat and held a hand up. “not to be rude but, i have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“the muses?” he asked, looking really confused. was she being for real? it wasn’t hard for herkie to blab about his favorite musicians of all time and upon hearing that they might have a show on the weekend, he just had to share it with somebody. it was an unfortunate circumstance that eleven was within his arms reach that he just went off his excitement to her. “do you not know who they are?”

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@silvcriisms ( naomi )

since coming to auradon, james had missed messing with people. he’d been way too invested in spending time with venus and gemma. he forgot to have a little bit of fun. walking into the local coffee shop, a smile was on his lips as he looked around. walking up to the line, he crossed his arms and let out a low whistle “thought this auradon place was supposed to have quick service?”

“have you never been in any auradon food place before?” she snarked at the person on the line, looking annoyed as she sat. the only seat available was by the counter and while she usually liked a dramatic exit after ordering her drink, naomi was too tired to bother. these auradonians didn’t deserve her finesse anyways. “all of them fucking suck.” she said, sipping loudly from her cup, making sure people were inconvenienced by the loud slurping noise she was making.

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bunchofreaks:

@silvcriisms ( landon )

ever since the girl got in a relationship with not only leland but, deena as well, she got more outgoing. instead of constantly going invisible whenever she went out, she stayed visible. the brunette was actually enjoying walking around the park as she was making her way back to her apartment. as she was sending a deena text to say she was on her way home, she bumped into someone. “oh gosh!” she looked up at him with a weak smile. “sorry! i really need to learn how to pay attention.”

going out for a drink at 6 PM maybe wasn’t the best idea, but landon had no other plans in mind; but as soon he realized that 6 PM was too early for his favorite bar to be serving drinks, he decided to hang out in the park. he sat on a bench for a while, messing with his phone, opening random apps. so when that became boring, he decided to take a stroll. but as soon as he stood up, he collided with another person. making him fall back into the bench he was sitting on. landon let out a laugh, taking a step back as he heard the girl apologize. “no, no. it was my fault.” he said, tugging on his jacket to straighten it back up. “you alright, though?”

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songofthebells:

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Apparently it was a mistake that Claudine had been rooming by herself for so long. At least, that’s what the rooming advisor had come to tell her the other day. Claudine hadn’t minded - she was perfectly content having a dorm to herself, a space where she could just hide away when things were… too much. But for whatever reason, they were insistent that all the students should have a roommate, and so here she was, pacing the room waiting for her new roommate to arrive. She’d left the door open, not wanting to deal with the awkwardness of having to actually - well, greet the girl. Did she even really need to be around? Technically, no - it’s not like they had to be friends or anything. This realization had her heading for the door - and then she froze, realizing somebody was already there. “… h-hi?”

It was painfully obvious that Mira wasn’t as excited to be back in Auradon Prep. Neverland trips were exhausting and while she loved Pixie Hollow, she just hated how she and her mother would constantly disagree on things that it had come to a point where she just tried to get out of the house the whole time she was there. Mira was more relieved than excited, but equally as exhausted to be back in school. 

She held a couple of papers with her free hand; her ‘excuse’ letter and the details of her new dorm room. She felt almost indifferent to the whole thing. New roommate? Okay. New dorm? Slightly eh at the fact that her new roomie would have gotten to pick a side first but overall-- she’s cool with it. When she finally spotted the room number, she immediately noticed that the door was ajar, making her her eyebrows furrow. Odd, but she wasn’t complaining. She already had too much in her hands and the door being open was to her advantage. She just wanted to crash. Taking a few steps into the doorway, she was met by another figure.

Did she stutter? Mira just looked at her, confused. “Heyy...” She said slowly as she looked at her oddly; she didn’t know what to feel about her new roommate, but she wasn’t going to judge her for stuttering either (mainly because the pixie is too tired to). Mira sidestepped, pulling her luggage with her, the awkward moment already way past her. “So, which one’s my side?”

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wetnsalty:

The sound of the doorknob turning gave the young man a bit of a start. Marinus jumped up from his bed, for some reason seeing the door swing open in slow motion; there was, for a brief moment, the frigid tiny knot of worry in the pit of his stomach. He couldn’t mess things up again. But then Herkie was entering their room, smiling and familiar and golden, and Mar was smiling back just as brightly. He felt happy and relieved to see him again - but he was more relieved to notice the absence of those cursed warm butterflies in his chest that had plagued him for so long.

“I thought I smelled sweat and AXE body spray,” he teased, happily making his way over and pulling the taller boy into a tight, intentionally short hug. “Your surprise is on your bed, thought you might be hungry after your trip back. Tell me everything, dude! How was it, what did you do, who did you meet? We have so many bro pizza nights we need to catch up on.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Herkie scoffed, “I don’t wear AXE.” He says mockingly, pulling his bags inside and closing the door before turning to look at Marinus. He would usually go in for the hug, but he debated against it in his head; something he usually didn’t do as Herkie usually just went with whatever he felt like doing-- when he was met with a short hug from Marinus himself. With a small sigh of relief, he hugged his roommate back. It looked like everything was okay between them, and Herkie couldn’t have asked a better way of saying it.

“Whoa, whoa,” He said, putting his hands up, “One question at a time, sir.” He laughed and looked at the ‘suprise’ sitting on his bed, making his eyes go wide in anticipation, “Why don’t we talk it over with a box of pizza?” He said, his arms outstretched to the box and hurriedly pried it open. Grabbing a piece, and muching on a slice, he made a show of thinking of an answer to one of Marinus’ questions, “Hm, for the majority of it I wished I was dead,” He said, nodding in thought, “The training was hell. But learned a bunch of stuff.”

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cfthemccn:

❊ “Well, my dad is the Cheshire Cat, so I’m a cat, so yes, I am an animal person as you put it! Though my teacher does insist upon the fact that I am human and apparently the arguments ‘looks can be deceiving’ and ‘you shouldn’t judge a book by it’s cover’ are considered being a ‘smart ass’,” Tabby responded enthusiastically, making ample use of air quotes from her still upturned stance at the table. “No wonder bats hang upside-down, I can think of so many more fun things to do like this! I think I’ll try living on a shoestring next. I am a bit big, but I want to try anyway!”

Unlike his father, Ernesto couldn’t be any more bothered less by stories and legends and myths, and for a long time he thought Wonderland was another Treasure Planet and when his father had talked about it, Ernesto would zone out. Hearing Tabby talk and mention the Cheshire Cat has clicked something in his mind, and he knew instantly that it had something to do with Wonderland but couldn’t pinpoint exactly who or what it was. He just knew that they somehow made sense together. He had to admit, it was amusing watching her talk upside down. He got caught off-guard with her mentioning she was going to live on a shoestring and for a good few seconds he just stared. “I don’t think that’s possible.” he said skeptically, but as soon as he said it, he knew it wasn’t the truth. 

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madexfstitches:

“Hey hey…woah.” Levi said, coming up to Naomi from behind and shaking his head. “Maybe they were just really busy and ran out, you don’t know. It’s not their fault they’re out.” Levi said, trying to save the workers some embarrassment and blame. “There’s another place like right down the street. How about you and I go there. It’s even on me because I can see that you’re really upset about not having any coffee.” He didn’t really know the girl in front of him but if he could save this angry situation from happening in anyway, he would.

His voice coming from behind wasn’t something Naomi was expecting. Her eyebrows were furrowed even more, but more of confusion now. She looked at him with a disbelieving face. “Being busy and running out doesn’t go together, Mr. Finkelstein.” Naomi said as a matter-of-factly but mocking his name with an accompanying face, “They just. fucking. don’t.” As she uttered every word, she slowly turned her head back at the person over the counter to glare at them even more. However, Levi’s offer piqued her interest, and her glaring face slowly softened. Turning back around, she asked him “No shit, doc.” she rolled her eyes at his last comment. Wasn’t he a professional? She scoffed, turning to walk towards the exit, then turned to him to say, “Well?” She asked him, “Hurry the fuck up, Finkelstein! You’re the one who offered free coffee-- and I am not going to pass up on that.”