the sun will come out again.

bridget tyndale, eighteen years old, telepath. original character written by jules. read rules page before interacting, please! // IN CONSTRUCTION.

[versxnia]

* insert real crappy self promotion “graphic” here *

okay guys, so this blog is now an archive. to be honest, it was awfully hard for me to move on since i’ve made a lot of wonderful friendships here, but lately i’ve also gotten an immense anxiety every time i logged in. i’ve been in this blog or almost three years, bridget changed so much from the first picture i had of her in my mind and i’m so happy of seeing her growing and developing – she’s like a daughter of mine, after all – but then, i realised i barely interact with you. I MEAN! there are 600 + of you here. endless roleplaying possibilities but truth to be told we barely interacted? there are olso old headcanons and stuff i can no longer relate to bridget and it’s time to bring some justice to my beloved redhead.

so, with this fresh new start i hope i can get all of these things solved. all plotted interactions and relationships will continue in my new blog. 

                                              see you! ♥

[versxnia]

link to your new blog doesn't work :/

CRAP! Thanks for letting me know! I’ll change it right away. 

[versxnia]

* insert real crappy self promotion “graphic” here *

okay guys, so this blog is now an archive. to be honest, it was awfully hard for me to move on since i’ve made a lot of wonderful friendships here, but lately i’ve also gotten an immense anxiety every time i logged in. i’ve been in this blog or almost three years, bridget changed so much from the first picture i had of her in my mind and i’m so happy of seeing her growing and developing -- she’s like a daughter of mine, after all -- but then, i realised i barely interact with you. I MEAN! there are 600 + of you here. endless roleplaying possibilities but truth to be told we barely interacted? there are olso old headcanons and stuff i can no longer relate to bridget and it’s time to bring some justice to my beloved redhead.

so, with this fresh new start i hope i can get all of these things solved. all plotted interactions and relationships will continue in my new blog. 

                                              see you! ♥

[versxnia]

original character as told by Jules. EST. DATE: '12. read rules previous interaction.

FINALLY,  I’ve started moving Brie. This blog will now become an archive!

[versxnia]

just came here to let you know guys that i’m alive. tired, with tons of activities to do, but alive! i’ve gotten into university and on the same time i’m trying to finish this stupid exam i’ve got left from school. i’ve also adapted greatly at night shift, but all these things leave little time for me to spend here. so, i guess that bridget will still be MIA until i get things sorted out -- on the mean time you can find me here! 

[versxnia]

hey hey HEY! i’m so sorry for ignoring this blog, truth is i miss brie but i’ve been writing in this blog for two years and it’s incredibly messy, which is highly discouraging me to be here. i’m thinking of revamping my little redhead, so i’m sure you’ll hear of her soon! on the mean time, this blog is on hiatus until i have enough time to do it.

[ncutrality-blog]

our galaxy is one of balance —- just as there is light to drive away darkness, so, too, is there benevolence to banish evil.

                                   original character as told by jules. 

[gudthot-deactivated20191207]

:-(

[versxnia]

abouttiime:

   “M’awake,” he insisted, his eyes definitely disagreeing as they once again threatened to close. “So if there’s something you wanna talk about now’s as good a time as any. I mean, we could—“ Another yawn. “Go for a walk or something?”

   He was tired now, but Marty knew if he went back into his room now he’d be up at least another hour wondering what it was that was on Bridget’s mind. And he’d probably imagine the worst. It was practically his job to make her as comfortable as possible here, for however long she was stuck. And if he had to fulfil his duty by talking to her in the middle of the night about—whatever, then he would.

           ❝ that is so sweet of you, but... -- look at you. it’s okay, we’ll talk about it tomorrow.  ❞ she honestly believed she would never tell him. the odds were she was leaving sooner or later and she was far from interested in worrying her friend. no matter how troubled she felt, there was this need of comforting Marty, showing him there was no need of overprotecting her the way he’d been doing it lately. lips softly curled in order to asure him everything was alright ( after all, she had been sleeping too and most of her face felt numb enough to move too much its muscles ) --  ❝ alright? go back to your room. i woke up from a really weird dream --- it’s nothing that special to take a walk in the middle of the night. ❞  

[wyattbenjamin]

[thatbpdshark]

*bashing head against a wall* ALL MY FAULT ALL MY FALUT ALL MY FAULT ALL MY FAULT ALL MY FAULT ALL MY FAULT ALL MY FAULT ALL-

[wnq-anonymous]

Nothing is quite as beautiful as someone who has survived losing everything and still has a tender heart.

Unknown (via wnq-anonymous)

[gentlekirk]

[ncutrality-blog]

our galaxy is one of balance —- just as there is light to drive away darkness, so, too, is there benevolence to banish evil.

                                   original character as told by jules. 

[sosuperawesome]

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[ncutrality-blog]

our galaxy is one of balance —- just as there is light to drive away darkness, so, too, is there benevolence to banish evil.

                                   original character as told by jules. 

[avatarwinchester]