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So I’ve reached this point in where I get on this blog and I get all stressed because I owe a bunch of people, and I went on this prolonged hiatus that I didn’t intend on doing. So I’ve decided to create a new indie, with new muses and such. I just want to start over, and hopefully keep track better. I’m looking forward to new plots and being more active.
So I’ve reached this point in where I get on this blog and I get all stressed because I owe a bunch of people, and I went on this prolonged hiatus that I didn’t intend on doing. So I’ve decided to create a new indie, with new muses and such. I just want to start over, and hopefully keep track better. I’m looking forward to new plots and being more active.
So I've reached this point in where I get on this blog and I get all stressed because I owe a bunch of people, and I went on this prolonged hiatus that I didn't intend on doing. So I've decided to create a new indie, with new muses and such. I just want to start over, and hopefully keep track better. I'm looking forward to new plots and being more active.
if we mutually follow and we dont rp there’s obviously something wrong there
the mood had changed so quickly. the two so close, found in nearly the same position he’d walked upon her in. travis taking the place of her pitiful date. he could feel her heart pounding and he hoped it wasn’t out of fear. his head turn down to her, green eyes pouring into the opposing brown. the silence shared between the two felt so comforting. no arguing. no viscous words thrown at the other intent on hurting. they were just calm for once in each others presence. fingers graze her rosy cheek as he brings his hand back to his side. “I’m so, so sorry.” the quiet broken by his words.
This was different than their normal encounters as of late. There was no yelling, no snide remarks or spat comments filled with venom. It felt like how it used to before they broke up the first time. And here she was letting him in again when she promised herself that she wouldn't. When she swore that she'd never do this again because she knew she'd only end up hurt in the end. His apology shattered the deafening silence between them and she looked up at him. "Me too," she muttered and cupped his cheek with her hand. Even though every part of her brain screamed at her not to do it.
#she’s so frustrated with the fact that she likes him so much#he looks so pleased
I can no longer hear the phrase "let's get down to business" without wanting to defeat the Huns.
I encounter this phenomenon at least once a week.
I ship chemistry, I ship chemistry, repeat, I ship chemistry. So forgive me if I do not jump your bones right away. The story has to make sense to me. There has to be a connection. And if I don’t feel it, I can’t write it.
I have reached my 150 followers. First of all, I never thought I’d make it to 100 followers, let alone 150 and I want to say that I love you all, even if I haven’t threaded with the majority of you <3 With that being said I want to do a giveaway for my 150 follower goal being reached and here are the rules
Rule one: You must be following me.
Rule two: Only reblogs count.
Rule three: Please have your inbox open so I can message you if you win.
Rule four: This post must reach 10 + notes.
This contest will end Saturday 30th, 12 AM EST.
Now onto the prizes
First place: Will get 75 gif icons, 75 icons, 15 banners of an fc of their choice (doesn’t all have to be of the same fc) and One promo graphic
Second place: Will get 50 gif icons, 50 icons, 10 banners of an fc of their choice (doesn’t all have to be of the same fc) and One promo graphic
Third place: Will get 25 gif icons, 25 icons, 5 banners of an fc of their choice (doesn’t all have to be of the same fc) and One promo graphic
Well that’s pretty much it. Again, the contest will end Saturday 30th, 12 AM EST. I wish those who enter the contest with luck and that again I thank you all for following. Stay gold! xx
nearly every family on disney channel
goofy dumb parent(s)
naive older brother who is nice but a total idiot and is often the butt of the joke
sister who is the main character and thought of as the only sane member of the character and also has very good grades but may be a bit uptight
younger sibling who is an evil mastermind and always has some sort of scheme to profit off something
is there ever a time when you’re in a fluffy RP and you just have this sudden urge to pull out ANGST LIKE OUT OF NOWHERE IT HAPPENS AND IT’S DEVASTATING AND IT’S HEART-WRENCHING AND IT MAKES YOUR RP PARTNER CRY AND THEN YOU BECOME SATAN?????
I finally have South Park: The Stick of Truth, omfg, I'm so excited to play it
text: phoebe
radeo: That is a question that I can not answer.
radeo: C'mon it's not the weirdest thing you've ever heard or seen.
phoebe: you have a point there
phoebe: how do you manage to go out and work?
phoebe: oh do you sparkle?
text: phoebe
radeo: so....
radeo: i think i'm a vampire or some kind of monster. i say this because as soon as i turned my computer on i hissed and went under the sheets.
phoebe: ...........
phoebe: gurl what are you on?
I’m not fine at all…
it was like going from zero to three-sixty when she egged him on. one minute things could be nice and playful and the next he’s ready to leave a sizable hole in the wall. he watched her cower away from him and he stops, hand falling back to his side. the girl showing a side he hadn’t seen in a very long time. she just looked so fragile. he’s suddenly all to aware of how loud he’d become. “No, no —” this time the steps he stakes towards her are innocent. there is no more angry glint left in his eye. a hand comes up to brush a strand of hair behind her ear, “I’m sorry, phoebe.” a line he’s delivered one too many times.
She watched the angry look leave his eyes and she instantly relaxed. Her heart was still pounding, but there was something oddly comforting about feeling him tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. He'd apologized to her so many times, but this one actually sounded sincere. Phoebe couldn't say a word, however, she was still frozen as her hazel hues stared into his green.
