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psa.

if you all haven't noticed, this account hasn't seen much activity on it so i'm gonna go on hiatus here until muse comes back for anyone. i have at least one other indie though ooh suspicious so if you still wanna rp you can come ask for the url?

#( ;; psa )

youngvolcvnoes said: then do it!!!!!

but no one ever rp-ed with her so??

#( ;; mun speaks )#youngvolcvnoes

..i wanna bring cindy back

#i miss her im so #( ;; mun speaks )

madsisemans

(x)

#( ;; carmen features )

"––––" it takes everything in her to look up from her crimson nails, brown hues trained at the wall just past the others head. "come lay down with me."

#...she never does this pls im begging #( ;; carmen begins )#( ;; carmen interacts )#indie rp #independent roleplay #independent rp

"the only way you're gonna get me excited for christmas is if you walk in here with nothing but christmas lights on."

#indie rp #independent roleplay #independent rp #( ;; kasey begins )#( ;; kasey interacts )

thecourtdesires-deactivated2017

"Don’t be such a crab. Its almost Christmas." She forms a pout with her lips, clearly not about to give up after her best efforts.

verdcnt-blog1

"what do you think i am? a sixth grader? –– not happening."

#thecourtdesires #( ;; kellin interacts )

he looks up, eyebrows furrowing when he sees the mistletoe. "absolutely not."

#indie rp #independent roleplay #independent rp #( ;; kellin begins )#( ;; kellin interacts )

verdcnt-blog1

the only thing i’ve ever wanted are active plots for ellie.

#spits everywhere

shimmeryourheart

#im so in ove with u stop #( ;; ellie features )

ethiopianunorthodox

I don’t understand how all Muslims are called terrorists because of what one group of 19 extremist men did 13 years ago.

But white people aren’t called terrorists when they invaded their countries, killed millions of civilians, when they shoot up schools, shoot up movie theaters, and kill random POC. Isn’t that something.

the only thing i've ever wanted are active plots for ellie.

#( ;; mun speaks )#and for children to not get murdered at school but u know #i cant rlly do anything about that #no maatter how i much i wish i could

invademyinbox

[ AU ] A sighs heavily, laying down in bed curling into the mess of sheets. It’s been a long, dreary day, and a good night’s sleep is the only way to forget it all. With soft music playing in the background and the sound of rain on the windows, it isn’t long before A is fast asleep, and lost in a dream. This isn’t like most dreams, everything feels clear, in control, the colors are brighter, the sensations are stronger, and it’s almost real. When A meets B in their dream, they never want to wake up. Luckily, the next night, B is still there, and the next, and the next. After two weeks of seeing B every night in their dreams, A has been happier than ever. Until they get a call telling them a good friend has been in an accident. Quickly rushing to the hospital, A stops dead in their tracks when they smell something all too familiar. Something leads them into a room, where they find B, laying in a coma. But… That’s impossible, right?

#( ;; plot )#//pls #pLS