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end of a chapter.

I would like to say that I am back, that I have returned to write and I wish I could, simply because it brings me joy. But my time has come to end this chapter. I wasn’t here very long especially for this character but the time I was, it was amazing to write with everybody. I am embarking on a hard journey now and it’s time I started looking ahead to my future and seeing it properly for the first time. I will always enjoy roleplaying, it was comfort for me but I just don’t have the time to write on here anymore. I do sometimes write on twitter, but even then I get occupied.

I just want to thank all the people I met, I made so many great friends. I met amazing people, people who I won’t stop contacting regardless of me quitting roleplay. I will always cherish the good times I have,thank you and I hope everyone had a great summer and will have a sweet 2017!

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sejhwan:

starter for @xaviernam !

“ It’s not very polite to stare, you know. ”

“Sorry I was thinking about ramyeon.”

[xaviernam-blog]

you're a dork but i very much fancy you.

i’m a dork? i want to say thank you. because dorks aren’t that terrible at all, it’s a little cute. you fancy me, now that’s , well i fancy myself too.

[xaviernam-blog]

i’m going to try to do replies today once more other than that i’ll be on twitter : namxavierr i deleted peach, but I might remake it, though i have no idea what’s being used more twitter is a whole different level, it’s huge some people have a tumblr to, other’s don’t ideally i’d like to roleplay on dash too , but you can’t always not if they don’t have tumblr , so rps have to be shorter otherwise people get overwhelmed easily sucks i might also get busy instantly and it’ll be harder to be on dash so i’ll just be on twitter and im, if people want to rp there for now

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PLOT IDEA:

muse a and muse b were friends/acquaintances for a while but they suddenly fell out of contact. years later, muse a and b stumble into each other somehow. muse a immediately takes in muse b’s appearance and “wait, hold on. were you always this hot?’ this, of course, leads to muse a trying to get muse b’s attention again.

POSSIBLE TWISTS.  muse a is ageless/doesn’t age so they look exactly like how muse b remembered them. or muse b doesn’t recognize muse a at all and that leads to an awkward reintroduction.

[xaviernam-blog]

(' Stares awkwardly )

( blinks slowly ) how can i help you?

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' did you really think, King Arthur was good as a leader?'

“Probably who knows, most of what we know is either by people who are dead and so I can’t really say for sure if we’re thinking the truth or not. I’m thinking he was, otherwise well somehow we made it, well england made it and here we are. Some royal out there did good.” He says, shrugging because in terms of royalty the British had been the most brutal and not to mention the many countries they had invaded. Xavier didn’t want to explore that aspect of history, he wasn’t particularly interested nor did he want to offend anyone so instead smiled. “ Anyway, have you read any of stephen king’s book?” he asks curiously.

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@marxposa​ ( hwayoung.)

[ 23:37 ] Footsteps hurriedly make their way up the stairs of the entrance, the distant noise of a train coming to a halt as he instead hears teenagers arguing as soon as he gets off the stairs and takes his first steps towards the pedestrian path. His hands slipping into his jacket pockets as he tilts his head briefly , left hand coming out of his pocket to adjust the ear piece he has stuffed into his ear. The music cutting off briefly until he fixes it and quickly glances around in case someone suspicious was hanging around. Nothing grabs his attention and so he makes his way forward home, head occasionally moving slightly as he gets lost within the music. The playlist shuffles, a much lighter song coming on as he realises just how quiet the surrounding area is, his eyes falling onto a grocery store that was still open. He makes his way forward, briefly glancing towards the window not expecting to see a familiar face. Instantly a smile coming onto his lips as he recongises the person, stopping he leans forward wondering if he should wave from the window or go in and drop a hello. He’s still awkward, instead opting to look at her once more and taking a step back as he pulls his phone out of his pocket and quickly texts her wondering if she would read it, Only a moment later he realises, she may not have her phone with her, he only hoped she did. (txt: nike. ) look to the window.

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YOU DONT LIVE THERE ANYMORE  —  give me a plot where MUSE A’s girlfriend just passed away, from whatever reason we decide, and hes been taking it hard. maybe he’s started using to numb the pain. cue taking the long way home just so he can drive by her old apartment, breakfasts alone at their favorite restaurant, a hazy state of mind where he insists that he sees her out in public places. now fast-forward at least six months, and he’s starting to do better. has himself a new distraction, be it a job or a new girl or whatever. and he’s driving home from said distraction and coincidentally passes by his late girlfriend’s apartment. it’s when he looks up at her window that he notices the new tenant, MUSE B, dancing around in her living room, and the resemblance she has to his girlfriend is enough to force him out of his car and right to her front door. of course, MUSE B isn’t her, but MUSE A is so desperate to talk to her at this point that he makes up some story about how he’s there to fix something so he can come inside.

[lastkingoflucis]

PSA

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veritasinsomnis:

I am… not a chronologically locked rp blog.

That means that if you talk to me to establish that we want to ship our muses, or have a particular relationship or type of report between them, I am 1: totally okay with multiple threads of varying length and styles with you and 2: will probably jump around in the supposed ‘timeline’ of our muses relationships in order to keep things interesting/ make ask prompts work.

For example, we may be writing an intro thread with our muses, but if you wanna send me a thing for like… a first kiss that may happen months down the line (and shipping is what ur up for) go ahead and do it! The way I see it, separate points on a timeline are FUN to RP because then you can look back later and figure out how they connected/ try to work in little details that make them flow together. 

[sickwithsyllables]

Everybody thinks that four in the morning Is the coldest time of the night, But in truth It’s right before the sunrise Because that’s when you expect it, That’s when you’re waiting for the light and for the heat. That’s when your hands really start to freeze. I still have the smell of you on my hands and on my sheets, My pillows still play me your memories When I sleep. I can’t tell you the amount of frozen mornings I’ve spent Trying to thaw the thought of you out of my head. My bet is that you’re sleeping soundly in your bed While I’m making friends with these suburban streets again. I want to erase you, Wipe you clean off my windshield so that I don’t have to see your face unless I’m looking at the rearview mirror waving goodbye. I’ve stopped eating breakfast And started waking up past noon Because you were always a morning person, I don’t want to be anything like you. It’s snowing; And living next to power lines means The dawn is humming with electric heat As the flakes fall into copper. The static that fills my brain is the same As the static that I hear But in the background I can still find faint traces of your humming. I think that no matter how much time passes, There will be a part of me that always loves you. There will be a part of me always searching for your eyes In a room full of strangers, Part of me always training my ear for the sound of your laughter. I think there will always be a part of me that is no longer a part of me Because you have taken it. You once used to keep that piece tucked safe in your ribcage So despite how much your smile made it flutter, It couldn’t escape. Now I think you have it in an old shoebox Collecting dust in the back left corner of your closet, Most probably among the other things I gave you over the years. I know you live by train tracks, And you can hear this electric humming too as the first commuter train makes its way through. Does it remind you of me the same way I’m stuck thinking of you? Are you sick of the pieces of me the same way I’m sick of being stuck With the pieces of you?

“Pieces Of You (Pt. II)” - Nishat Ahmed (via ailesbrisees)

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jindokis:

 * ✧ ･ﾟ STARTER CALL FOR @xaviernam​ !

       [ 🌸 ] “Oppa.. I uploaded new videos.. Did you get        the chance to watch them like I asked you to?”

“I kind of forgot actually. I had to help a friend with his project and it slipped my mind. What was it about actually?” he instead asked, rubbing the back of his neck feeling guilty he was making up excuses. He had instead been reading too much and confined himself at home.

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jisseou:

❛ and i could, maybe, be somewhat surprised - don’t ask why though, i have no reason. and well you see, this store is quite the closest to where i live ..so why would i go somewhere when i got this. ❜ she threw him a short and quick glance before turning her whole towards the counter - and especially, eyeing immediately the mint and chocolate chips ice cream flavor. oh but the coffee one looked nice as well..decisions, decisions jisoo. she sighed. ❛ when i left home i was pretty fixed on getting the mint one - but looking at all of them now, i am not so sure if i will get that one. what about you ? ❜

“Hmm” he says nodding slightly as he listened to her words, of course it made sense why she was here, him, well not so much he walked quite a lot to get here and by the time he realised he was way too ahead to stop back and turn without getting something at least an icecream. “I was sure, that i’d get the raspberry one, but I see peach and bubblegum and suddenly I’m unsure too. I might just get the lemon one, try something absolutely random in hopes I enjoy it.”

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haebxtna:

          The diner’s a little less than a half full, and it’s past 8 in the evening – few more minutes until she’s off the clock. Unforeseen – surely it is and perhaps this is one of those times when the diner is getting more customers than the usual, which is favorable to Kim Jaeguk ahjussi. More customers means added income. Unfortunately for Haebitna and two more employees who are already anticipating their time off, it implies more work, and inevitably, additional time on their clock. Feet bustles back and forth from the kitchen to the booths; a drop of kimchi juice, a light splash of orange juice, some oil from the grilled burgers and meat – all day’s worth of work on her red apron. Just a few more minutes. Few more patience. Few more smiles. Haebitna encourages herself as she takes her little notepad in hand to take a new customer’s order.

        A notepad might be unnecessary though.

        Her smile – a bit too tired, eases as she meets a familiar face. A regular patron – not that he’s been at the diner every day, or even every other day, not that frequent. But what sets him apart from the usual patrons is that he has a definite choice of meal. A co-worker even joked about how they don’t need to take his order anymore. Everyone knew what it is, they just need to serve it immediately on his table. This little information could be helpful to at least lessen her workload a bit, but Haebitna is that one staff who would always make an effort to greet every customer amiably.

         “Good evening, Xavier-ssi.” A curt smile is paired with a slight bend of her head. “Same old one? Or perhaps you’re in to treat your palate some new taste?”

Xavier has his head in the clouds thinking things he shouldn’t be, worrying over people who spare him no thought. It’s been a while since he’s seen his roommate, the thought making him look towards the window only seeing his own reflection and the customer’s currently sitting against the counter. Nostalgia reminds him, at least he’s at a comforting place and so he looks away, phone buzzing as he looks downs expecting a text back. There is no text, just a reminder his money is low and he should probably top up soon otherwise his minutes and internet will stop working. He picks up the phone, slim fingers grazing the screen as it unlocks and he stares at the wallpaper. It’s a picture of guildford in all it’s glory at night, a reminder of home always with him. He hears footsteps approaching, quickly locking his phone and placing it face down as he plasters a smile onto his lips. He always had a smile on his lips, regardless of how he truly felt, a habit he could no longer stop. Xavier lifts his gaze to look at the familiar girl who looks at him, his head lowering slightly acknowledging her greeting with his own. “Ah, sadly same old same. I’d try something else, but I might not like it.” He tells her, amused that she asked the question in the first place. “Let’s get the usual, typical xavier dish. Double cheeseburger with fries.”

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holypatronus:

Junhong offers the other an apologetic smile as he bowed his head slightly. “Sorry about that, he does get a little excited.” He looks at the Pomeranian and pursed his lips, “Not really, he’s pretty chill now. He only goes crazy when he gets too many treats.” He scratches the top of his pet’s head and smiles at the other. “Oh! I’m Junhong.” He holds his hand out for a handshake, “Just moved in a week ago.”

Reaching over he shakes the male’s hand grinning wide. “Nice to meet you, Junhong, hope you’re enjoying the area and weather we’re having lately” his gaze bright as he looks at the small dog. “Well be sure not to give him too many treats, wouldn’t want him to be going too crazy in the middle of the night at least” he says, lifting up his gaze to point towards the house next to his. “Got an old lady living right next door to mine, gets eerily quiet at times. I go to check daily to see if she’s still alive.” He isn’t lying, sometimes the fact she lives alone worries him but a lot of things bother him so he doesn’t voice them out too much.

[jcpril-deactivated20170619]

PLEASE REBLOG IF YOU ARE 21+

And perfectly fine not writing smut or using the fade to black method with others 21+.

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                               playing dress up was always fun, not anymore though                                                          original character. nsfw. literate.