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“I’ve got the keys, I’ve got the girl, I’ve got the uniforms!”

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Alright, so I ended up dropping all my old stuff on here after all. I'm gonna see about working on new tags and pages over the next little while and hopefully then I'll be back in business on here.

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           ❛    HA - CHA - CHA !!

                            –You don’t have a chance!                             A little squeak like you is no                              match for a rich, HANDSOME,                             and athletic guy like me!  ❜

                                                                    written by summer

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               I’ve had this blog for a little over three months now ( technically only been active on it for less than two of those. ). I’m completely in shock that I have reached 500+ followers. A couple years back I had tried my hand at Had.es but had no luck as at the time I had a high activity muse that demanded too much of my time, long story short I finally had the opportunity to finally roleplay the muse I had been writing so much about since I was twelve. It’s great and it warms my heart how much many you love my interpretation of Had.es. Thank you, every single one of you. You all matter!! (please do not fret if you aren’t on the list. we either haven’t really talked or roleplayed yet. which hey, should be fixed) None of these are in an order.

Keep reading

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activity announcement (07/04/2016)

So unless something changes, it looks like I’m going to have to put all of my blogs on a semi-hiatus for the next couple months. As some of you know, I’ve had issues accessing my laptop for over a year due to issues with my mother. She’s home for the summer and I thought I would finally get my computer back in my possession, but it turns out that I’m only allowed to use it for an hour every night.

So as a result, my activity is going to be very sketchy from now until the beginning of September. I’ll still be available on mobile throughout the day (close friends are welcome to ask for my email and/or iMessage, btw!), but in terms of how much writing I’ll be getting done for the next little while? Not much, sadly. As a result, the majority of threads will be dropped across my blogs. I’ll still be keeping stuff I’ve been plotting with close friends, but that’s pretty much it for the time being. I will likely be making a series of posts across my blogs so everyone knows what’s being kept and what isn’t. If your thread ends up being dropped, I’m terribly sorry and I promise it isn’t personal.

Catch you all on the flip-side, everyone. I’ll pop in on Skype whenever I can and will be lurking on mobile. If anyone needs me, the ask-box is by far the easiest way to reach me.

~ Carling.

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   The demon’s heart skips a little beat as she kneels down. If his brain were working properly, it might have registered that the action pleasantly surprised him. Panic’s used to being talked down to and loomed over - so when somebody actually kneels down the way she’s doing right now, he feels almost like an equal for once. Right away, he decides that he likes this woman. The fact she stepped on his tail is forgotten almost immediately.

   Admittedly, he gives a sharp flinch when she reaches for him (call it a reflex), turning his head and squeezing his eyes shut. But her touch is soft, and so is her laugh. Slowly and tentatively, he forces himself to open them once more, gazing at her directly. By now, the shock is wearing off and a look of complete bewilderment has come over his face.

   This girl’s being nice to him? Why?

   The confusion - and budding suspicion - ebbs away as her finger presses against his chest. Panic’s goofy, abashed smile is back, his horns lowering and his arms folding behind his back. Now it’s his turn to giggle. He hopes he’s not blushing.

   “I.... heh... well...”

  At least his words actually sound like words now. It’s not much, but it’s a start.

     Instead of a proper, verbal, and NORMAL reply…Well… She got this. This weird little creature making these weird little sounds. It’s something she’s actually used to. With her own little group of goons fawning over her on a regular basis, Holli was more than used to this kind of reaction. But for once– JUST ONCE– she wanted an answer when she asked for one.

     Her briefly harsh gaze could almost be considered judgmental. Holli lifts her foot off of the imp’s tail and kneels down, sitting on the back of her feet as she does so. Her hand cups her face as she waits for a reply, a brow raised in wait. Holli’s fingers tap against her cheek patiently for but a moment. 

     She soon grows impatient and drops her hand from her face to reach out to Panic. Elegant fingers extend to tap his chin and push up gently to close his gaping mouth. An amused smile curls at her lips and a gentle tinkle of a giggle spills from them. Holli gently pokes his chest, her expression now honeyed and wreaking of false gentility.

     But he didn’t know that. No one ever caught on at first. 

                             ❛    You’re gonna catch flies if you keep gawking like that, sweetface.. ❜

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☕ i logged in here literally just to send this bc panic thinks the world of holli

                                                      WARM AND FUZZY MEME!                                 SEND AN EMOTICON FOR MY MUSE’S REACTION TO:                                       ☕ YOUR MUSE BRINGING MINE A WARM DRINK 

     Holli looks down at the imp and away from her magazine, eyebrows raised high as her eyes widen in surprise. She looks at the cup in his hands and the wobble to his knees, curious as to his intentions. But that question is soon answered as the drink is offered to her.

             ❛ …That for me? ❜

      The blonde sits up and rests her magazine next to her as she bends down to take the mug from Panic. She wasn’t ENTIRELY positive what was in the cup but she was certain that he wouldn’t do her any ill on purpose. He liked her too much. So she takes a sip, finding it to be surprisingly pleasant to her limited taste buds.

      A happy coo and hum of appreciation leave her and Holli wiggles giddily and filled with childish glee. She takes another eager gulp from the cup before laying it on the nearest table. Her attention turns back to the demon and Holli plucks him up from the ground and pulls him into her lap. Lithe arms wrap around the smaller in a gentle hug and Holli lowers her head to press a chaste kiss to the top of his head, right between his horns. 

             ❛ You’reso sweet on me. ❜

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We still have no furnace for hot water (I haven’t had a real shower in two months) and I just found out my gram owes close to three thousand dollars on property tax. I keep getting turned down for min. wage jobs so I’m not bringing in an income and she only brings in less than one thousand a month from SSI.

My poor gram is so stressed out that she has been extremely sick for over a week now (she told me it hurts too so much as walk to the bathroom, she has fibromyalgia and lyme disease).

Even just signal boosting can honestly help me out.

Some more examples of my art can be found here.

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"Are all Irish people kind of out of their minds, or is that just the leprechauns? Sorry to ask, I've just... had some bad experiences before." A nervous laugh. "I'm not saying /you're/ crazy! I would /never/ imply something like that!" His mind is racing and he blurts out the first subject changer that comes to mind. "Do you have any root beer?"

        A moment was taken to allow the mortal to register the creature’s point of view while disregarding his surroundings - voices upon voices, pint glasses colliding against each other in unison. The topic of stereotypes was often rare, although the Irish – his people – are labeled as the “loud” type for their reckless behavior. History told them so, after all. There may be a comparison to them and leprechauns, but which group is the dangerous? The most obnoxious? Murphy had no evidence to connect to the ancient lore of Ireland, finding it difficult to fully believe in a mischievous fairy as of now. ( His childhood days were over and his mother’s books of fairy-tales collected dust for quite some time; aging away. Such pages left untreated, decaying until they were nothing but antiques. ‘It’s time to grow the fuck up’, she’d say. ) He couldn’t help but to release a sigh through his lips, blue eyes peering down at the imp before they locked for a minute. Curiosity couldn’t be avoided, for it was part of the nature of all God’s creations ( and enemies ) – he understood that. 

     “Most people who don’t ‘ave Irish blood believe we’re out of our minds, but t’e behavior of one is solely responsible for t’eir actions. It’s not’in’ but a long-lived stereotype; it dates back to t’e United States’s Reconstruction Era or earlier ago. Leprechauns are not’in’ but a bunch of mythical assholes.” Fairies for children, not men like himself. Root beer it was. Reaching over to the side to grab a glass then a bottle of root beer from the small fridge underneath the bar counter, the MacManus twin pushed them towards Panic. He’s certain enough that the Irish weren’t alone on being viewed as the ‘crazy’ type, but it may just well be applied, thanks to their ancestry. 

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POSITIVE POST FOR ALL RPERS

You are amazing. You deserve attention. You deserve to be loved. You are loved. By who? By your mutuals. Don’t believe me? Then by me. I love you and they love you. I love you all and you are all fantastic and cool to me. I can’t explain why, you just are! You are awesome. You are wonderful. Tell your brain to stfu and allow yourself to be happy. Everyone deserves to be happy and you DEFINITELY deserve to be happy. People in your mutuals aren’t annoyed of you, they want to talk to you. They follow you because you are you. You are a good roleplayer, don’t try to prove yourself for others. Just be You and allow yourself to write as much as you want. Don’t push yourself, make sure you take a time off if you need it. You want to write long paras? GO AHEAD. You want to write short liners? GO AHEAD. Don’t force yourself to do something you don’t want to do. Don’t be anxious to send a meme, just DO IT. Don’t be nervous to talk to others, just DO IT. If they ignore you, they don’t deserve to talk to you. Not everyone has the time to answer every meme, its okay. Its OKAY to have multiple roleplay accounts, everyone does it. It’s OKAY to switch around muses, its OKAY to stay with just one muse. ITS. OKAY. No one hates you for it, No one is going to block you for it. If they do, then that’s just stupid.

 You are okay, you are beautiful, you are awesome – okay? OKAY!

– Coming from a fellow roleplayer with anxiety issues.

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Loving me isn’t easy, I have sharp edges, I have missing parts.

Donte Collins  (via wnq-writers)

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   “Demon, not thing. Imp, if you wanna get into the specifics. I take it you’re one of the... mutants you just mentioned?”

   Panic tilts his head, squinting thoughtfully. At the very least, this guy doesn’t seem to be hostile.

   “Mutant... amphibian? No, wait. Reptile. Correct me if I’m wrong.”

@fearridden asked for some pizza !!

🐢 “ okay look dude i’m ALL OUTTA GUESSES of         what mutant or thing you ARE so …. help a         guy out yeah? “

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   Panic gave an awkward laugh of his own, avoiding her gaze and scratching the back of his head. The nerves were definitely settling in now, and he fought every instinct he had not to turn around and run back home. He didn’t want to make her feel bad - after all, she seemed nice enough, and he was pretty sure that’d ruin her evening.

   “Um... you can call me Nic.” It was the human alias he’d been using for as long as he could remember. “It’s... really nice to meet you too.” His arms had dropped to his sides, swinging idly as he wracked his brain for something to talk about. Crap, why was this so difficult...?

   “Lovely weather we’re having, am I right?”

   In that moment, he very nearly wished the Underworld would just swallow him back up.

                                                  What if he didn’t show? That’d be…embarrassing. But, then again, it may not be so bad– Then she wouldn’t have to worry about how AWKWARD she knew she was going to be. Still, she hoped he came; it was honestly about time she tried to… ‘get out there.’ She supposed.

                         Aura started at the sudden voice, having so wrapped up in her own thoughts she didn’t notice the man walk up. She blinked at him, offering a brief, nervous smile. “Uh, yeah– I’m here for the ‘date thing.’” She couldn’t help but let out a short laugh; at least she didn’t seem to be the ONLY one nervous about the DATE THING.

                                                  He didn’t look bad– A bit tired, but then again she probably looked rather exhausted herself… It’s hard to get sleep when you’re constantly afraid for your life.

                         “My name’s Aura… It’s, uh, nice to meet you…” Just great; she was already awkward and the date hadn’t even officially BEGUN. She sure hoped she’d get better later on, or else it was going to be a LONG night.

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seriously though take this personality quiz and tell me what you get. it’s important. 

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anxiety: all your friends are annoyed by you

me, putting folders on the table: um nice try but that's not what the evidence says

anxiety, pushing folders off the table: what evidence

me: damn u right

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tagged by @bubblegumxmallets

RULES: Answer 10 questions, tag 10 people, please repost don’t reblog ♥︎:

1. WHAT’S THE LAST MOVIE YOU SAW?: The Ring, a couple nights ago. I plan to watch The Ring Two soon.

2. LAST SONG YOU LISTENED TO?: I’m Your Baby Tonight, Whitney Houston.

3. LAST SHOW YOU WATCHED?: I... do not remember. MLP, maybe? I’m gonna be binging on the new season of Orange is the New Black tomorrow.

4. LAST BOOK YOU READ?: Fuck if I know. I hardly read anymore. It was probably a fanfic.

5. LAST THING YOU ATE?: Pasta with butter.

6. IF YOU COULD BE ANYWHERE ELSE RIGHT NOW, WHERE WOULD YOU BE?: Wonderland with my best friends from high school.

7. WHAT DECADE WOULD YOU WANT TO TRAVEL TO?: The 1990s! I wanna see what it was like back then and to truly experience the nostalgia for myself.

8. IF YOU WON THE LOTTERY AND GOT MILLIONS IN CASH, WHAT WOULD YOU DO FIRST?: Buy a nice house for myself and my family, pay for all my school stuff, give portions of it to friends and extended family, revamp my wardrobe... and finally get my pet piggy.

9. WHAT FICTIONAL CHARACTER WOULD YOU HANG OUT WITH FOR A DAY?: I wanna say Captain Spaulding but that might not turn out so great?? So I’m gonna go with Panic because he’s a sweetheart and I wanna cuddle him.

10. WHAT WAS THE LAST FANDOM YOU JOINED?: Ummmm... I wanna say Life is Strange? I don’t really participate in it, though.

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