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I love strong female roles. I can never see myself playing just the girlfriend, or, you know, just the love conquest. I like meaty roles, I like intelligent roles for women. 

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Send a ✗ and my muse will react to being called a monster.

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          you can’t b r e a k someone                      who’s alreadybroken                              who’s already gone n u m b

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Won’t we be quite the pair? — you with your bad heart, me with my bad head.

Zelda Fitzgerald (via 13neighbors)

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eeeeh um, sorry for not being around much, if anyone cares that is ^^;

I've been p busy lately as well as half wimping out from rping on this blog.

It's because nim is a really well developed character with a huge backstory and future...in MY HEAD.

yell angrily//

idk I just-- I feel like I'm not writing her well enough or doing her any justice, but no one would be able to tell because she's an oc rather than canon.

I feel like she hasn't been going in the direction I want her to because I'm too afraid to show her erratic side in fear of pissing other rpers off, she's a messed up kid and I wanna show that but skfksdjsdl.

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comm for inky-monster

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@tripxthroughthenever

     "Silly thing,      of course I did."                              She reveals a tattered baseball bat and a bag of nails.                              Perhaps not ideal for an actual zombie apocalypse,                              but it was definitely better than nothing.

"Have you prepared yourself for the zombie apocalypse?" (yo!)

awkward meetings meme!

Zombie…what? But movies and stuff like that were kind of his favorite thing, so the line had him hooked.

            —— “Did you?”

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/rises from the grave

im not dead ive just been p busy recently, sorry ;A;

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Did I forget to mention how much of a babe dapper-rabbit is for indulging in my love for Mr. Dehaan? Best birthday present yo ;D

A total babe <33

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Usually Nim used her nimble fingers to take things, not give them back, however, this girl seemed sweet...and a thieving yob is the last thing she should have to deal with. Placing the keys in her hand, she took a small step towards the other, a smile forming on her face. "Don't worry about it, I'm Nima, and you are?"

Cherry couldn’t help but be a little paranoid with her past, but she relaxed, smiling sheepishly. “Oh..oh thank you so much. I would have been lost without those,” She said. She hated that she was such a baby sometimes. She reached out for the keys. “Thanks again, um…what’s your name?”

iuvenalis

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      Mother, I ᴛʀɪᴇᴅ please believe me ——                                    I’m doing the best that I can.            I’m αѕнαмєɗ of the things I’ve             been put through.                                I’m ＡＳＨＡＭＥＤ                               of the person I am.

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The woman in front of her seemed a little startled, not that it surprised Nim, she had been skulking about after all. Still, she didn't want to make her any more nervous, holding out her hand she replied in a softer tone than usual,                              "Um yeah, s'okay, I think you dropped your keys. Are these yours?"

Cherry froze as she pulled out her phone from her purse. She couldn’t help but feel there was something behind her, the hairs on the back of her neck standing on end. “H-hello?” She asked, looking over her shoulder slowly.

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"Destiny's Child is pretty much just 'Beyoncé and the other two' anyway sooo... I don't see much of a difference."

"You can’t just not like Destiny’s Child but claim to love Beyoncé, that’s messed up."

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Definitely not how she expected her Friday night to pan out. Still, it’s a better outlet than self destruction and pestering everyone, right? Their lips met gently and fairly quickly, and the familiar warmth of kissing someone new crept up her spine. Sure, she’s kissed far more people than she’d like to admit…and for the wrong reasons too, but it’s nice all the same. Comforting yet…odd.                                                                                                                              —-But not bad. She looks back at him as he breaks it, slightly more relaxed with a small grin on her lips,                      ”We don’t have to do anything if you don’t want to,                       —- it’s only a game”

closet //sorrynotsorry

7 MINUTES IN HEAVEN! DON’T READ BELOW THE CUT!! My muse has drawn your number! Send me “closet” and I’ll generate a number to see what our muses do while stuck in the closet for 7 minutes.

1. A kiss.

Harry doesn’t like doing necessary things and he feels like this was unnecessary in itself. Regardless, Harry’s lips came in contact with hers when they entered the closet. At one point, he moved away, eyes focusing on her gently.

"…We have to do something, right?"