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moving.

alright, my dudes. here’s the deal      i’ve been in a ridiculous writing funk lately (and just in an overall weird place mentally), to the point where i legit considered quitting rp for a while. in the end i decided to give it another shot, but i really need a fresh start. now what does this mean? it means i’m archiving this blog and moving to a new one. there’ll be some changes too: i’m talking new muses with actual info pages, a better tagging system, and just overall me being more chill about rping (this is a hobby after all, and i take this shit way too seriously when i have irl stuff going on). also, here’s a few other important changes: - i’m changing some of my muses to a ‘request only’ status (they’re still there for interactions, i’ll just be much more selective about writing them); if your muse had a significant relationship with any of them over on this blog, they’ll be kept, so i’ll definitely be down to continue writing with them; - blog won’t be as active as before, though i’ll still be around plenty; - i’m gonna be changing my alias, too. i kinda feel like i’ve outgrown my old nickname, so i’ll just be using my real name from now on. so hi y’all, i’m sofia and i love u. (but if you’re an old follower, you can just address me however you want ok; it’s not a big deal, i just figured i’d make use of the revamp to finally change it).

regarding threads, i plan on keeping most of them. i’ll be moving the few drafts i have over to the new blog, and i’ll reply to them when i can. if you want to continue our thread, just please @ me so i can see it; if not, feel free to take this opportunity to drop it.

ok and !! i think that’s that?? this turned out really long, sorry. i just wanted to get all this written down before the move (this will all be up in my rules page anyway     which i ask that you please read if you decide to follow ). and if you decide not to follow the new blog, that’s a-okay, man. i enjoyed having you on my dash and writing with you, if that was the case, and happy rping !! to everyone else, catch you on the flipside.

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moving.

alright, my dudes. here’s the deal      i’ve been in a ridiculous writing funk lately (and just in an overall weird place mentally), to the point where i legit considered quitting rp for a while. in the end i decided to give it another shot, but i really need a fresh start. now what does this mean? it means i’m archiving this blog and moving to a new one. there’ll be some changes too: i’m talking new muses with actual info pages, a better tagging system, and just overall me being more chill about rping (this is a hobby after all, and i take this shit way too seriously when i have irl stuff going on). also, here’s a few other important changes: - i’m changing some of my muses to a ‘request only’ status (they’re still there for interactions, i’ll just be much more selective about writing them); if your muse had a significant relationship with any of them over on this blog, they’ll be kept, so i’ll definitely be down to continue writing with them; - blog won’t be as active as before, though i’ll still be around plenty; - i’m gonna be changing my alias, too. i kinda feel like i’ve outgrown my old nickname, so i’ll just be using my real name from now on. so hi y’all, i’m sofia and i love u. (but if you’re an old follower, you can just address me however you want ok; it’s not a big deal, i just figured i’d make use of the revamp to finally change it).

regarding threads, i plan on keeping most of them. i’ll be moving the few drafts i have over to the new blog, and i’ll reply to them when i can. if you want to continue our thread, just please @ me so i can see it; if not, feel free to take this opportunity to drop it.

ok and !! i think that’s that?? this turned out really long, sorry. i just wanted to get all this written down before the move (this will all be up in my rules page anyway     which i ask that you please read if you decide to follow ). and if you decide not to follow the new blog, that’s a-okay, man. i enjoyed having you on my dash and writing with you, if that was the case, and happy rping !! to everyone else, catch you on the flipside.

[warsragingarchive-blog]

moving.

alright, my dudes. here’s the deal      i’ve been in a ridiculous writing funk lately (and just in an overall weird place mentally), to the point where i legit considered quitting rp for a while. in the end i decided to give it another shot, but i really need a fresh start. now what does this mean? it means i’m archiving this blog and moving to a new one. there’ll be some changes too: i’m talking new muses with actual info pages, a better tagging system, and just overall me being more chill about rping (this is a hobby after all, and i take this shit way too seriously when i have irl stuff going on). also, here’s a few other important changes: - i’m changing some of my muses to a ‘request only’ status (they’re still there for interactions, i’ll just be much more selective about writing them); if your muse had a significant relationship with any of them over on this blog, they’ll be kept, so i’ll definitely be down to continue writing with them; - blog won’t be as active as before, though i’ll still be around plenty; - i’m gonna be changing my alias, too. i kinda feel like i’ve outgrown my old nickname, so i’ll just be using my real name from now on. so hi y’all, i’m sofia and i love u. (but if you’re an old follower, you can just address me however you want ok; it’s not a big deal, i just figured i’d make use of the revamp to finally change it).

regarding threads, i plan on keeping most of them. i’ll be moving the few drafts i have over to the new blog, and i’ll reply to them when i can. if you want to continue our thread, just please @ me so i can see it; if not, feel free to take this opportunity to drop it.

ok and !! i think that’s that?? this turned out really long, sorry. i just wanted to get all this written down before the move (this will all be up in my rules page anyway     which i ask that you please read if you decide to follow ). and if you decide not to follow the new blog, that’s a-okay, man. i enjoyed having you on my dash and writing with you, if that was the case, and happy rping !! to everyone else, catch you on the flipside.

[warsragingarchive-blog]

moving.

alright, my dudes. here’s the deal      i’ve been in a ridiculous writing funk lately (and just in an overall weird place mentally), to the point where i legit considered quitting rp for a while. in the end i decided to give it another shot, but i really need a fresh start. now what does this mean? it means i’m archiving this blog and moving to a new one. there’ll be some changes too: i’m talking new muses with actual info pages, a better tagging system, and just overall me being more chill about rping (this is a hobby after all, and i take this shit way too seriously when i have irl stuff going on). also, here’s a few other important changes: - i’m changing some of my muses to a ‘request only’ status (they’re still there for interactions, i’ll just be much more selective about writing them); if your muse had a significant relationship with any of them over on this blog, they’ll be kept, so i’ll definitely be down to continue writing with them; - blog won’t be as active as before, though i’ll still be around plenty; - i’m gonna be changing my alias, too. i kinda feel like i’ve outgrown my old nickname, so i’ll just be using my real name from now on. so hi y’all, i’m sofia and i love u. (but if you’re an old follower, you can just address me however you want ok; it’s not a big deal, i just figured i’d make use of the revamp to finally change it).

regarding threads, i plan on keeping most of them. i’ll be moving the few drafts i have over to the new blog, and i’ll reply to them when i can. if you want to continue our thread, just please @ me so i can see it; if not, feel free to take this opportunity to drop it.

ok and !! i think that’s that?? this turned out really long, sorry. i just wanted to get all this written down before the move (this will all be up in my rules page anyway     which i ask that you please read if you decide to follow ). and if you decide not to follow the new blog, that’s a-okay, man. i enjoyed having you on my dash and writing with you, if that was the case, and happy rping !! to everyone else, catch you on the flipside.

[warsragingarchive-blog]

moving.

alright, my dudes. here’s the deal      i’ve been in a ridiculous writing funk lately (and just in an overall weird place mentally), to the point where i legit considered quitting rp for a while. in the end i decided to give it another shot, but i really need a fresh start. now what does this mean? it means i’m archiving this blog and moving to a new one. there’ll be some changes too: i’m talking new muses with actual info pages, a better tagging system, and just overall me being more chill about rping (this is a hobby after all, and i take this shit way too seriously when i have irl stuff going on). also, here’s a few other important changes: - i’m changing some of my muses to a ‘request only’ status (they’re still there for interactions, i’ll just be much more selective about writing them); if your muse had a significant relationship with any of them over on this blog, they’ll be kept, so i’ll definitely be down to continue writing with them; - blog won’t be as active as before, though i’ll still be around plenty; - i’m gonna be changing my alias, too. i kinda feel like i’ve outgrown my old nickname, so i’ll just be using my real name from now on. so hi y’all, i’m sofia and i love u. (but if you’re an old follower, you can just address me however you want ok; it’s not a big deal, i just figured i’d make use of the revamp to finally change it).

regarding threads, i plan on keeping most of them. i’ll be moving the few drafts i have over to the new blog, and i’ll reply to them when i can. if you want to continue our thread, just please @ me so i can see it; if not, feel free to take this opportunity to drop it.

ok and !! i think that’s that?? this turned out really long, sorry. i just wanted to get all this written down before the move (this will all be up in my rules page anyway     which i ask that you please read if you decide to follow ). and if you decide not to follow the new blog, that’s a-okay, man. i enjoyed having you on my dash and writing with you, if that was the case, and happy rping !! to everyone else, catch you on the flipside.

[warsragingarchive-blog]

moving.

alright, my dudes. here’s the deal      i’ve been in a ridiculous writing funk lately (and just in an overall weird place mentally), to the point where i legit considered quitting rp for a while. in the end i decided to give it another shot, but i really need a fresh start. now what does this mean? it means i’m archiving this blog and moving to a new one. there’ll be some changes too: i’m talking new muses with actual info pages, a better tagging system, and just overall me being more chill about rping (this is a hobby after all, and i take this shit way too seriously when i have irl stuff going on). also, here’s a few other important changes: - i’m changing some of my muses to a ‘request only’ status (they’re still there for interactions, i’ll just be much more selective about writing them); if your muse had a significant relationship with any of them over on this blog, they’ll be kept, so i’ll definitely be down to continue writing with them; - blog won’t be as active as before, though i’ll still be around plenty; - i’m gonna be changing my alias, too. i kinda feel like i’ve outgrown my old nickname, so i’ll just be using my real name from now on. so hi y’all, i’m sofia and i love u. (but if you’re an old follower, you can just address me however you want ok; it’s not a big deal, i just figured i’d make use of the revamp to finally change it).

regarding threads, i plan on keeping most of them. i’ll be moving the few drafts i have over to the new blog, and i’ll reply to them when i can. if you want to continue our thread, just please @ me so i can see it; if not, feel free to take this opportunity to drop it.

ok and !! i think that’s that?? this turned out really long, sorry. i just wanted to get all this written down before the move (this will all be up in my rules page anyway     which i ask that you please read if you decide to follow ). and if you decide not to follow the new blog, that’s a-okay, man. i enjoyed having you on my dash and writing with you, if that was the case, and happy rping !! to everyone else, catch you on the flipside.

[suggzosie-deactivated20190411]

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complexitiies:

Josh didn’t mean to come off as an ass. But being around his family always seemed to bring out the worst side of him. And he didn’t mean to take it out all her. All the negative and repressed emotions he held in up until now. It wasn’t her fault, but then again neither was it his. But he’s never really had a healthy outlet for his aggression. Instead just bottling it up and putting it all into working on getting his firm back up and running again. All it of now apparent as he lashed out at the one person who dared to show him kindness on such a day.

A sigh escaped his lips as a hand raked through his hair. “You’re right. That was a dick move, I didn’t meant to.” He said shaking his head. “I’m sorry.” It wasn’t often he admitted he was wrong, but he knew he was completely in the fault this time. “Look, I just–if you haven’t already figured it out. I’m not exactly on the best terms with my family. I need to get out of here.” It was suffocating really, He hated being around them longer than he needed to. “How about you let me make it up to you. I have a meeting with some clients next week. If you would be up to catering, I could double whatever your usual pay is. And I can promise you, I won’t be such an ass.” Brows arch as his gaze doesn’t leave the blonde. “I mean, I know it’s no wedding, but still. What do ya’ say?”

She was ready to stomp out of there, determined to dive back into work as an outlet for her dissatisfaction      only to be stopped in her tracks by his words. Given his attitude so far, Amy hadn’t expected him to apologize after everything, let alone so bluntly. She certainly didn’t expect the proposal that followed either. The blonde was left to stare at him in disbelief, cerulean hues widening in an obvious sign of shock.

“What?” she asked as a refex, brows furrowing slightly. “You’re offering me a gig?” Amy wasn’t entirely sure how to feel about all of that. A part of her feared he was merely trying to buy her out; another was more concerned for her integrity, above all. She never liked having anything handed to her. Amy prided herself in being a hard-worker, so she was more than a little reluctant towards his offer.

“     Tell you what,” she started after a moment, once she finally regained her composure. “I’ll do catering for you next week. And then you’ll pay me whatever you think it was worth. Not because you’re making it up for me, but because I deserved it.” A sigh fell from her lips. Amy could be intense at times, but she’d much prefer to have a lighthearted conversation with him. A faint smile slithered onto rosy lips. “And you can show me how much of an ass you’re not, when that happens.”

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complexitiies:

“six??” his brows furrowed. he’d never met anyone with so many siblings. technically, he had just as many, ‘cause he considered the gang like his older brothers he never asked for. but he’d be lost without them, he knew. he could see the way her eyes lit up when she mentioned her twin brother. it was the same look in his eyes when he talked about sodapop. “i got two brothers, both older. and a bunch of friends who are like brothers too. guess i got six brothers, huh.” a light chuckle escaped his lips as he counted off the gang on his fingers. he didn’t think steve counted 'cause he knew he didn’t like him much, but he still counted him anyways. “what’s he like? your twin brother?”

she couldn’t help but chuckle at his expected response. no matter how many times livia witnessed such a reaction, it never ceased to be amusing. “that’s good. you should make your own family,” she remarked in a seemingly casual tone, despite the seriousness of her words. FAMILY was the most important thing to livvy, but she knew there was more to familial ties than blood ( her mind immediately went to emma, who was no less a blackthorn than her siblings ). at his next question, a wide grin came across her features, face lighting up with glee. she could never miss an opportunity to talk about her twin, after all. “ty’s... the smartest person i know. he loves reading, and animals too.” she practically beamed at the thought, so easy to forget her brother was the reason livvy ended up in detention in the first place ( or rather, her LOVE for him ). “he’s a bit on the quiet side. not really a people person.” a shrug. “but he’s an amazing friend, once you’ve gained his trust.”

[fyeahgh]

I’m glad you’re okay.

[melisica]

(by Emma del Rey)

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complexitiies:

if there was one thing jughead learned from being on the southside, it was that you stuck around no matter how hard things got. granted, he didn’t do that ar first. always letting his doubts get the best of him; consume him. always thinking he was never good enough for those around him, especially for betty cooper.

out of all the things betty was going to him, this was the furthest thing from his mind. so he was completely taken aback. too shocked for words for a moment trying it process it all. with the upbringing he had, and the role model parents he had growing up, he wasn’t all that sure he’d make a great parent, a great dad. but despite all the flaws his own father had, he was a good dad in his owns ways ( the only way he really knew how to ). 

so despite how terrified he was of all of this, all the doubts he had, he wasn’t going to walk away from this. from her ( them ). not for a second time. despite her gaze moving from his, his own emerald pair didn’t move from hers. his gaze fixed on the blonde as he dared to move closer to her. whatever hesitations he had no, seemed to vanish as he noticed the tears in her eyes. ( he knew she was just as terrified of all of this as he was ). a gentle hand reached for hers, cupping her cheek lightly as he brought her gaze up to his.

“i know i haven’t been around betts, and i’m sorry. but if it means anything. i wanna be here for you and the baby. if you wanna keep it. it’s not gonna be easy. but i’ll support your decision no matter what you chose, okay?”

there was a certain gentleness in his touch, one betty ultimately missed. slowly, she cradled her head against the comfort of his hands, desperate to feel anything other than afraid for a moment. there were still things betty could not shake off      the fact that he left her not long ago, that he did not love her. part of her wondered if jughead was doing this for the baby alone, or if there was anything more to his actions. what a selfish thought, echoed in back of her mind. now certainly wasn’t the time to be focusing on that.

bringing up her own hands to hold his, betty remained silent for a moment, struggling to figure out what to do. she was always the girl with a plan, who knew exactly what to do, no matter how complicated the situation      and yet, she stood there now, entirely helpless.

“we’re just... kids, juggie,” she blurted out, voice strained. with everything that was happening in her life, betty never dared to tie herself to her age, knowing full well it meant nothing      but now, when she felt completely unprepared for what was to come, she couldn’t help but shake off how true that notion was.

“we could barely do this before there was a baby...” betty near sobbed, eyes fluttering shut. “what makes you think we can do it now?”

[mamalazzer]

I love the way the guys use their natural instincts in this scene.

Cap makes a makeshift shield to protect himself, Tony grabs a screwdriver and uses his engineering brain to take them down, Clint uses his aim to throw Steve his shield to support him and Natasha grabs a gun she taped beforehand because she is prepared like a god damn professional.

[dreverybodyilovedies]

excuse you tony grabbed a fondue fork and started STABBING AT MECHANICAL PARTS because that’s HOW YOU ENGINEER, MOTHERFUCKER.

[mamalazzer]

… Oh my god, how did I not notice that? Tony fucking Stark uses a fondue fork to dispatch a psychotic killer robot. I just can’t right now with him. 

He made a tech marvel from a box of scraps in a cave and a makeshift armoury made from a hardware shop in IM3. 

That man can literally make anything a weapon. His competency game is off the fucking chain.

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magicveincd:

“Chicken fried steak it is,” Caleb confirms, writing her order in his precise handwriting on the ticket. “And I’m sorry, but we don’t serve tea here.” He hesitates before offering a hesitant smile. “I think I can figure something out though. Can I get you anything else in the meantime?”

He rarely drinks coffee and soda  ( it made him too jittery, which he really didn’t need )  but does drink tea. Quite a bit of tea, all of it home made. The best part of growing his own herbs and plants means he can make teas just the way he likes and save money in the process. He returns a few minutes later with a Styrofoam cup in hand.  “It’s lavender and lemon verbena. It’ll take another ten minutes or so until the food’s ready.”

She’s surprised to see him leave so suddenly, only to later return with something Honey believed she wouldn’t be able to get. A wide, excited grin welcomes the male, gaze then flickering to the cup in his hands. “You got me tea? Even though you guys don’t serve it here? You’re      the best!!” Honey exclaims with a giggle.

Slender hands promptly reach for the offered cup, eager for the warmth only a nice cup of tea can provide ( it’ll never quite beat coffee, but that’s the last thing the chemist needs right now ). “This is a-mazing!” Honey exclaims, setting down a hand on his arm as a reflex. “You’re a lifesaver!”

[baileemadisondaily]

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storiiesuntold:

Salem doesn’t miss the barest traces of red on Amy’s face, and it only makes his grin wider and more amused. It’s so much fun, seeing what will coax reactions out of the blonde. “That’s easy,” he says with an airy wave of his hand. “That makes me the dashing knight.” Actually, it makes him the wicked dragon playing at being the knight. But that’s not exactly something he can voice in present company, is it?

“Weren’t you the one complaining about the house being too quiet? It’s not like the two of us are going to have kids anytime soon. This is the closest the two of us are getting to that.”

Tension ripples through his body, and he hunches his shoulders slightly. He doesn’t talk about his family for a good reason. “I was never close to my older brothers and sister,” he says at length. “Or my patents for that matter. The only person in my family I was ever really close to was my baby sister and my nieces and nephews.” He regrets that now. He wishes he could change things or make amends, but his siblings made it quite clear where they stood at Saorise’s funeral. “Not that it really matters now. I’m stuck in the States, and they’re all back home in Ireland.” God, he missed Ireland. He’d traveled the world several times, but Ireland would always be home for him.

As much as she wishes to keep the lighthearted mood going, it’s too late to go back now. Amy deliberately prompted him to talk more about himself, but now that he finally has, she’s not quite sure what to do with the information. It’s clear Salem’s not close to them, given their current predicament and the way he never speaks of any of them, but still it makes her chest ache as his words settle in.

“Sorry,” she blurts out suddenly, at lack of better words. “That you’re stuck here, I mean. Sucks.” Amy grows throughtful for a moment, brows furrowing slightly. "Can’t say I relate, exactly.” Her family, small as it was, had always been tight-knit. Just her, Maggie and their parents. Amy always grew up so certain nothing would ever tear them apart      and now, here she is, miles away from home and unable to speak to any of them ever again.

“But...” she starts, more tentatively this time. “I get hating it here, when there’s people out there you care about.” She wouldn’t say she hates it, with Salem’s presence being about the only comforting thing about this horrible situation, but she’s willing to bet he doesn’t quite feel the same. Another pause follows, with the blonde chewing on the inside of her cheek in search of something more to say.

“      What’s your baby sister like?”

[morwennacarne]