I was recently cast as a lead in my college play!
As of today all my accounts will be on semi-active.
(which for Kira is basically what I anyway)
I'm really happy about the play though!
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I was recently cast as a lead in my college play!
As of today all my accounts will be on semi-active.
(which for Kira is basically what I anyway)
I'm really happy about the play though!
he is violence embodied and she hates the sight of blood. he is the oil she is water but she tolerates him. he is broken shards of glass sleeping on cold hard floors the sounds of bone cracking and the sharp blade of a knife but she stays parallel to his side. because they understand together the boy with coffee colored eyes and the ache to save one person other than themselves.
in any other world she'd despise him // via D.E.L.
the walking dead
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I’ll tell you:
The first character I first fell in love with: Rick GrimesThe character I never expected to love as much as I do now: Carl The character everyone else loves that I don’t: IDk Dale.The character I love that everyone else hates: I love Carol.The character I used to love but don’t any longer: I don't have one?? The character I would totally smooch: Glen ^.-The character I’d want to be like: MaggieThe character I’d slap: The Governor A pairing that I love: Carol / DarylA pairing that I despise: Andrea / The Governor
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Any last comments?: Helen is a class act.She is a beautiful writer among the masses. I look up to her as a person, as a writer, as a roleplayer and a storyteller. Every post she makes is beautifully crafted and every plot she makes means something and I think that is such a rarity anymore. You don't get quality like her anymore, not really. There aren't many rpers I idolize, but this person is most certainly someone I admire, someone I deeply appreciate and truly salute, and words cannot describe how amazing she is. Her blogs should be praised every hour on the hour and I will stand by these words until I stop writing altogether.
;; Please be prepared for brutal honesty.
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Send ✿ for a HAPPINESS headcanon.
Happiness is something Isaac remembers. A tight hug from his mom before bed. Camden tucking him into his elbow and rubbing his knuckles in the crown of his head. He has a blank space between his mother and brother's deaths and when he is given the bite when his life was devoid of happiness; he's just surviving at that point. Happiness for Isaac is temporary. He knows that any pocket of hope is always destroyed. Some of his happiest moments are when he and Allison are together, their minds coming together to help people. Her smile and the image of her saving his life haunt him.
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so like an older!ava/max verse where they aren't dead and killed by the capitol after the victor purge by some miracle and use each other to heal again can i get an amen?
borntriumphant liked for a starter~
”—Welcome to the mentor party. Doubt you'll be here for long,” she hiccuped, scrunching up her nose at the scent of her own breath.
" put that down! now! "
She doesn't meant to go almost over the edge, ax in hand like it means anything at all. It's practically a fucking staple of the way she handled herself in the games, the object too big for her body-- but she still threw it with fervor, still drowned her friend because that was what she had to do.
Getting so angry at another career that she nearly lobs his head off? To her it's what she has to do, but should the Capitol get any footage of this, any word, and she'll be six feet underground tortured til kingdom come, til she's screaming for forgiveness.
Dropping it at her feet, Ava licks her lips and briefly glances at Max. "I believe he's your tribute."