Venti Ictus @windstoss-archive - Tumblr Blog

( ooc; ) so, i'm not coming back to margo, because of too much unfinished business and lost plots. yup. but to top it off; i'm planing this big mistake: a new rp blog. it will be most likely an OC or Amita from FC4. why am I telling you? the oc is most likely a conduit. big shocker. also, this blog won't be used again. maybe i'll delete it soon. please unfollow.

Merry X-mas

#ooc

( ooc; ) maybe you guys have noticed that I lost my muse, mostly due to stress and losing touch with the game. at the end this all felt more like even more stress than the relaxation rping is supposed to be, so I just didn't show up anymore, which is incredibly rude and I'm sorry. I'm not going to promise coming back to this account, it would be false. actually it's pretty save to say that I'm not going to come back here, so this is a goodbye, of sorts. don't think anyone cares, I just thought it would be good for me to make it official. if anyone is looking for me, you can check my personal blog: mahgaerys. I'm thinking about coming back to rping business, maybe, noore najjar speaks to me

anyway farewell & have a nice day~

#out of the winds

theconflictedhuntress-archive-d

It seems like whenever I join a new fandom everything is happy and wonderful with no drama for up to three weeks and then

#basically

tatlmaslany

You know, the worst part of it is.. hm.. people looking at you, when you tell them that you’re sick, they are not sure how to react. Like, “does she want me to cry or like, I don’t care?”

#;reflection #v; powerless #qu

cruelvamp

Reminder that if we are mutuals; You can ask for my:

-Facebook.

-Snapchat.

-Skype.

#{ dunno why we should snapchat.#don't know why we shouldn't either. }#;misc #{ to snapchat is not a thing but idc }#{ also FB is so private we need to get closer than mutuals }

After my semi-hiatus became somhow a full-grown hiatus, I feel this need to apologize to everyone who’s waiting for a reply. I’m trying to get more active over the next few days. I am such a lazy butt and there’s no way too excuse my absence. Also, thanks to those who didn’t give up on me during my hiatus.

#;out of the winds #{ I feel so bad guys.}#{ I mean I've been really busy with real life but it doesn't feel like I couldn't have made room for this. }#{ simply am a weakling.}

implumem-archive

implumem's "what-the-fuck-are-you-all-doing-here" follow forever!

Aaannnd here comes the part of Follow Forevers that nobody reads, but I’m gonna write it anyway. First of all, I’d like to thank each and every one of you 401 beautiful people who follow me, even if we’ve never talked or interacted. Just the fact that you’re here already makes me happy! I hope I’ll get to interact with all of you soon!

This list is especially for people I interact with or talk to OOC, or really admire from afar and make no move to approach because I’m dumb, so don’t feel bad if you’re not in it. Also, I’m really sorry if I forgot any of you, my memory is a piece of crap. Now, the list! Blogs are in alphabetical order, bold is for extra special babies. You should follow all of them.

Graphic credit comes to my super precious and beautiful friend Nikki!

The list;

abslved ;; armorfell ;; beaconprincess ;; curationum ;; deathsangelisntdead ;; devilswreckedchewtoy ;; diaballo ;; divxnus ;; eden-salvatore ;; fxmilyboosiness ;; gonedarkside ;; guiltisms ;; haelhathnofury ;; halloweenqueenx ;; heartisms ;; heavens-oldest ;; infinitelyxcomplicated ;; lxstguardian ;; ledzeppelinandshotguns ;; nah-en-tah ;; notwrath ;; notwithoutscars ;; ofdestructiion ;; omniasuperbia ;; prophetaeverbumdei ;; pulledfromhell ;; samtheyoungerwinchester ;; seedeanicanbeuseful ;; shatteredhaunter ;; viruden ;; windstoss ;; wolfofthe141 ;; xqueenovak

#{ ily. }#{ what an handsome graphic }

theconflictedhuntress-archive-d

windstoss-archive

#theconflictedhuntress #v; in the shadows

yhrite

[X]

#why does this exist omg #;misc

notbannerman

"Am I dead?"

He leaned over the woman, shaking his head. “Yep. Hit your head and died. And this, this is heaven.”

notbannerman

"Some guy came up from behind and smacked you with a plank in the head. But don’t worry I got rid of him." He smiled at her, shrugging. "I thought you were dead first."

windstoss-archive

"Just some guy? That's pretty weird." Once again she raised her brows, skeptically. "Well, I guess you are my hero." Margo rolled her eyes, but there was a grin on her face.

#notbannerman #v; in the shadows

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It's All Routine | | closed RP

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Fetch stood up from the table, downing the rest of her coffee. “Alright, if we gotta do this now then just tell me what to do.” She wiped any bit of coffee away from her upper lip. Her mind made a quick dart to Russians setting a bomb in the last apartment she broke in, something she visibly shook her head to. The chances of that happening had definitely slimmed down, she had made sure of that.

She nodded to Margo’s statement. Made sense with how the Dupes acted, at least with the police they would most likely lose jurisdiction in matter. “Right, let’s head out then,” the pink haired girl nodded her head to the door, moving only to throw out her coffee cup, “We going there together or meeting up?”

If Margo could get them a place to crash, Fetch would be more than happy to make this a regular routine. She might love the brisk morning air her self made shelters brought but, in a city that rained frequently, they were over all failures. Fetch moved towards the door, holding it open for her fellow conduit.

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Margo smiled at the neon girl and walked out the door. Another time she looked through her phone, searching for the address. “Alright, it’s not that far from here. I’d say we just go there together, but I guess, you’re not the type to just walk, am I right?”

The brunette led Fetch around the corner. It’d be way easier to just use their powers to get her, but her companion would leave that neon trail behind her… “The thing is though, it’d draw attention to us probably to use our powers and we’re trying to keep a low profile in the matter. We don’t need the neighbors to know that there are conduits under their roof.” The last words had been nothing but a whisper. Eyes darted from left to right, trying to make out someone who could have heard her words.