I wasn't Born to be soft && quiet I was born to make the worldShatter and SHAKE at my fingertips. indie OC RP since July 2012. written by Raven
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GOOD WITCHES, BAD WITCHES, & EVERYTHING BETWEEN...
@normallyxstranger
an urban fantasy RP blog based on The New Ashton Chronicles by F.R. Southerland. independent, private, selective, multi-everything.
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It’s Christmas again
The girl with the dragon tattoo, dir. David Fincher
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I know i know, same shit different day. but I miss Crow. I miss talking to her all day. I miss hearing those damn weird safety videos she used to send to my husband because they had that in common. I miss just sending memes back and forth, sharing stuff that reminded us of our muses. and i miss the weird random stuff we'd plot. I miss hearing about her day, and her cats and her family. And how she was excited (and terrified) about being an aunt for the first time.
I miss watching her stream games for me, chatting with her while she played RDR2 for the 10000th time. *everything reminds me of her.*
I can't watch half the stuff i love because it all reminds me of my best friend.
this time last year we were doing an rp on discord about a verse I've now had to pack away because it would hurt too much to write in. so many verses I used to write like, my muses lost partners and siblings and friends.
everything hurts.
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Some more Rooney Mara behind the scenes of filming the girl with the dragon tattoo
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that they are appreciated. that they are important. that they are amazing. that they are creative. that they are loved.
No matter how long you take to reply, what mood you are in, how insecure you are feeling about your writing, or how active you are — your presence is still very much enjoyed. You never have to apologize or feel bad for taking a while with a reply, or not answering an ask right away. Life can get busy, energy can fluctuate, interest can shift, and emotions can change. You are human and these things do not make you a bad person/partner.
We write together because it is fun and enjoyable, not because it is expected of you to answer every little thing at the snap of fingers.
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{ooc} misc nonsense below, feel free to ignore <3 I'm just feeling torn.
So I've mentioned before, there's a lot I gotta go through both on here and on my other blogs. Crow and I had so much stuff that was so deeply connected and intertwined, and now I dunno how to go forward. So I'm going through it all and deciding what to keep, and what to archive away (for the things that absolutely wont work without her muses)
There's some muses and verses that are easy choices to archive away. And others I'm not sure of.
For instance- we wrote the whole crew of Zombieland together; she had Tallahassee and I made Columbus, Witchita and Little Rock. Then we added the newer folks from the second movie. Now, it feels weird writing those characters in that world without her. So I would consider archiving the Zombieland folks all away- but- because we're just having fun on the internet, we decided to use my Little Rock (but in an AU ) as Emma and Tallahassee's youngest kid in Emma's main verse. so like- now wtf do I do? If I do archive the ZL muses- do I like- make a new similar character for their kid as a replacement?
i don't fuckin know. I miss being able to bounce these ideas off her. (and like- I have over 60 muses I gotta go through OTL)
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Reblogging this here with an update (and will likely post something on Crow’s blogs later):
As of right now, there is the possibility of there being a virtual option for the funeral. Her sister told me the funeral home is able to make the accommodation - we’re just waiting for the details on that.
If you are interested in attending the virtual funeral, please message me and I will connect you to the link if and when it’s available.
Thanks ❤️
Ooc:
So…I dunno what I’m gonna do.
Crow ( @strictlyoc & @strictlycanon ) passed away today. So much of my stuff on here and all my blogs and muses were so tightly interwoven and connected to her muses.
I wanna keep writing. But, I need some time to process the loss of my best friend and next steps.
Love you guys
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Ooc:
So…I dunno what I’m gonna do.
Crow ( @strictlyoc & @strictlycanon ) passed away today. So much of my stuff on here and all my blogs and muses were so tightly interwoven and connected to her muses.
I wanna keep writing. But, I need some time to process the loss of my best friend and next steps.
Love you guys
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She shrugged her slender shoulders; it was heavy and hard to process. It hurt so much when he left with the other group, but at least she knew he was safe. At least he knew he had family here when he was ready to come back.
"...It's a lot."
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He smiled lightly at the nudge. Eli would admit that he really needed this, especially after everything that's happened. The return of their lost son was just shocking, and learning about what that woman did to him? It pissed him off. He also felt guilt as he should've known what was going on. He couldn't protect his youngest boy.
"Yeah... How are you holding up?"
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"Yeah, me too."
She smiled, even if it was to hide the fact she also felt nervous. What if he expected her to still be the girl she was when she went missing? She'd been through too much, seen too much and done too much to ever go back to being that kid again. She didn't want to break her uncles heart like that again.
"So tell me about your kid?"
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Aaron truly hoped that Emma would accept that offer. He just wanted his niece to be happy, and if he could somehow help, he would. Even if it was just venting and crying. Aaron will do anything for Emma.
"Thank you," He paused for a moment. "I'm so ecstatic that you're home."
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"He hasn't yet, but thanks for letting me know."
Emma felt weird about going over for supper at Dunwall Tower with everyone else. Felt like she didn't really belong. Of course, Deion did; he deserved the chance to get to know his father and half-sister. But she wasn't sure if Corvo had really wanted her there.
"How is it getting to know your sister?"
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"We have, actually. Kat and I were invited for dinner some night. Has Corvo talked to you? Because you're invited too."
As Deion informed her of the invite, he had a weird feeling if he should call Corvo dad, or just use his name? What do people do in these situations? The young miner wasn't even sure if Corvo wanted Deion to call him dad or not.
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"Positive. You aren't even the first person I've met with it. I know it doesn't feel like it now, it's confusing, and maybe even scary. But it doesn't have to be." She kept her tone gentle and calm. Since he didn't seem to recognize the term lycan, she decided she better take the risk of sounding crazy and explain it out. "How about I tell you about it and then I can explain how it might look going forward?"
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After she was done talking, he blinked a couple of times in response at first. He's never heard of lycanthropy, what is that exactly. Is it like rabies? It sounded like rabies he thought.
"Really? Are you sure?"
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"Yeah- that you planned a whole great and wonderful date and forgot to tell me about it?"
She smiled as she leaned over his shoulder to press a little kiss along his jaw then another kiss lightly graced his neck. Her hand gently brushed against his arm.
"But of course I do. How could I ever forget any moment I've spent with you?"
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Before her arms left him, he took her right hand and placed a gentle kiss. After doing that he put the two done pancakes on a plate. Sky then poured some more batter. As he was checking the eggs he felt the swat. He looked over and chuckled.
"Yep," He chuckled some more. "Do you remember the time when I finally asked you out?"
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"No problem."
With the confirmation, she plucked out the respective boxes and then set aside each one as she collected them all. She really hoped this didn't go sour- she'd worked so hard to get to this point in her life. But she wasn't afraid of doing what she had to keep it that way.
With the ammo he requested, she came back and set the boxes down, between them and told him the price.
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Caleb watched her as she was going through the drawers. Thinking about her info on Colm. He had no idea how he was going to get that man alone. The outlaw had a big gang so it'd be hard to fight them all off just to get to the boss. But maybe he could stake the place out. Nab him when he leaves.
"Yes, thank you."
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“Hey, man, we’re good. I totally get it. Like uh, back then I had to take Julian home…if we’d all stayed together…we would’ve stuck out. Got caught quicker.”
Anytime anyone escaped or got away, there was no hard feelings from her. She was just glad he’d done okay…that they hadn’t gotten him. Especially when she heard many of the others had died.
“And if you ever need a place to crash…I’ll give you our address. You can stay with us.”
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Michael nodded in agreement. He was just swinging by this town, but now he was delighted that he did. He got to see Emma again. With her being here, he didn't want to leave.
"Of course. I've missed you too," He smiled lightly. "But there hasn't been a day that I regretted not taking you with me. For that I'm sorry."
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