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so i’ve been basically MIA for these last couple of weeks---- so feel free to LIKE this post if I owe you something, and that you are still interested in continuing our thread :3

#x. ooc #//ive noticed some of my partners went MIA or on a hiatus so x'D//#if ur still here and still love me <3 lemme know

dadchem

wow. first of all: why?????? secondly, thank you!!!!!!! i didn’t think i’d get this far tbh and i know a lot of people are already in the 1k but i’m proud! a lot of you are super talented and make rping the prof that much more fun for me. ANYWAY here’s a list of people that are amazing and i love their blogs and i love seeing them on my dash

i’d die for you: @vortship @dumbstcr @thickcrskiin @enter-at-your-own-peril @scrooqe @butscrewmefirst @therealricksanchezpleasestandup @serpia @alicemadnessliddell @playsvulgar @joyandthelaughtcr @greaselungs @rebelpuff @jojoisnomo

i’d die for you too?: @doviilove @impenetrableshiield @mettatoniic @spookyragdoll @rubyheist @seetheirsoul @vivcmus @puzzleboxed @c137th @whipsmcrt @priincess-pacifica @spiikewing @wiccanblood @teenvamp @j19z7 @bruiiser

#x. follower mentions #/// I LOVE U AND UR MUSE SO MUCH OMG //#x. queue

"I don't think I could ever go back." Her words come out soft, several textbooks tucked away in her arms as she avoids the other's gaze. They act as a sort of barrier between them, cementing her persona of a normal girl while also distancing herself from the person she used to be. "I'm not a hero. I think we both know that."

❝ what do you think makes a hero? ❞ a quick remark ESCULATE within robin’s lips ; his expression firm, as his MASED gaze met with the familiar shade of cobalt blue. at first, he couldn’t believe in beastboy’s claim: that the girl who had help saved the city by selflessly SACRIFICING herself, had once again roam the earth. and yet here she stood. body no longer encase by rubble —— alive and breathing oxygen. she’s different now, but somewhere along the line, there was still something about her that made her TERRA.❝ a hero is someone who dedicates their life to something BIGGER than oneself.❞

it was a calling that existed within EVERYONE, one way or another.

the single ideal that resonates alongside the philosophy of doing the right thing, for no other reason, other than because. SHE IS LIVING PROOF of that belief. a hero, who had, against all other odds, manage to overcome and save them from destruction. the city still stands because of HER, and her noble deed. ❝ you showed us that. ❞

hand is place above her shoulder, a PROUD expression lingering within poise lips. never mind the books that laid against her chest, or the school uniform that had replace slade’s metallic armor. in the titans eyes, she was still a hero. ❝ i am not going to force you to go back. in fact, i RESPECT your decision... but, just know: once a titan, always a titan.❞

#x. main verse #//eyyy thank you for the ask :)//#sturzstroms

larmoyante

You can hide memories, but you can’t erase the history that produced them.

Haruki Murakami, Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage (via larmoyante)

#x. musings

"Are those... your eyes? Or is it an adaptable mask?"

❝ my eyes ? ❞ quick words of DISBELIEF found themselves chocking onto withheld laughter ; a crocked smile emitting from within the boy wonder’s visage as he immediately SHOOK his head in exchange. two fingers is place onto the brims of his HIDDEN identity, only to reaffirm the truth of his apparently adaptable mask. he indulges her. ❝ well, i suppose, you could say that. ❞

#x. unknown verse #//the mask is his eyes--- its confirmed//#lord of calamity

❝ Hey, is ... everything okay? ❞ Words hitch in her throat as she draws a hand toward the other, resting it gingerly on his shoulder. ❝ It's been nothing but radio silence from you these past few days, so I ... just had to make sure. ❞

SHROUDED IN AN ABYSS trap within his inner psyche, silence radiates within jolted movements. his shoulders quickly raising the moment he felt the foreign weight of her palm press against him. unsure what to expect from the other, he turns away from her worrisome gaze. dry lips unable to properly convey his grief —— his INTERNAL torment that generates from within the upcoming anniversary of his parents death. although, he had wanted nothing more than to answer that he was fine... the fact in the matter was, he wasn’t. how could he be? he had witness the death of his parents first hand, and did NOTHING to prevent it. even if he had been a CHILD, even if the world forgave him of his innocence, till this day, robin still couldn’t forgive richard. he couldn’t forgive himself.

❝ i just need time. ❞ a soft murmur can only begin with a FORCE facade, his strong will becoming the MASK that embeds themselves within his visage. ❝ i’ll be better... i promise. ❞ despite the fact that his tone was directed to her, the vow that left his lips can only reaffirm his inner mandate. the SOLE promise that he would never again be useless to anyone else, yes... it was the root of his obsession. the very reason why he TRAINS himself to the bone, the reason why he easily CONSUME himself with their work, and the reason why... he SECLUDES himself the week of his parents death.

❝ it’s days like today, i am reminded how fragile human life can be. ❞ he finds himself CONFESSING to the empath. lips cringing slightly before his glove hand is place just above her own. a grateful squeeze is made. ❝ maybe one day, if you are still willing to listen... i’ll tell you about it.❞

#x. main verse #//feel the slooow buuurn//#emoticlysm

im-musing-blog

but

the truth is there’s nothing special about me

#x. musings

if memories serves, we’ve done the impossible before.

#teen titans rp #tt rp #x. self promo

lesbian-sango-deactivated202101

i am a terrible storm. i destroy all that is good, and i have never been able to love something without ruining it. i am a disaster.

a.j.s. (via scriptorus )

#x. musings

hateflare:

❛ aww. you’re still mad? ❜

her lips twist into a mock frown at robin. but it isn’t long before that same frown turns upside-down into a complacent grin. how she had managed to break out of prison was a story for another day–one she hoped robin wouldn’t ask about.

right now? she had to focus on regaining the titans’ trust. why not start with their leader?

❛ no worries, i get it.

i’ve been a bad girl, that much is obvious. but this time’ll be different. trust me when i say i’ve turned over a new leaf. ❜

@spiikewing!

unspoken caution resonates deep within his mask semblance ; an eyebrow subtly lifted as sway movements envelops around the boy wonder’s enigma. silence evoking purse lips, with his arms stubbornly cross above his broad chest. FOOL HIM ONCE, shame on her —— fool him thrice. well that was certainly not going to happen. regardless of his belief in a second chance, her’s roughly expired ages ago. he wasn’t going to make this easy... but, he wasn’t going to turn her away either.

after all, no matter what —— she was still starfire’s sister.

❝ then we’ll just have to see about that. won’t we?❞

stoic words etch themselves alongside the tip of his iron tongue. a hint of irritation fending off blackfire’s playful attempt to dissuade any hostilities that lingers within past association. even if she was GENUINE about moving forward, and turning over to a new leaf... he was not convince.

❝ if you want us to trust you, then you’ll just have to earn it. ❞

#hateflare #x. main verse #// the starter is great !! thank yu so much :)//