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im coming back :)

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hey y'all. apologies for disappearing. unfortunately, the USB where I had all of my rp stuff (icons, textures, fucking photoshop itself) got destroyed to the point of being unable to use it or gather the data off it, and because of that, i lost all muse. then the computer i used to rp with got destroyed to the point where i can barely use it. idk if i'm going to be coming back, but i'll let you know and i'll keep you updated ♥. if you want to talk to me, my discord is daylightsins.

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@legatium​ has mitchie telling harper, ‘ i'm so excited! there's so much i have planned for us. ‘

          With a grin, Harper turns towards Mitchie and finds herself excited at the prospect, the ideas that are floating through her mind over what the two could possibly do. “What did you have in mind?”

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@legatium​ has sarah telling john b, “ why don't you give up on me like everyone else? ‘

           “Because I’m not like everyone else, Sarah,” John finds himself shouting back, hands curling into fists at his side as he does his best to take a deep breath. “It’s you and me, remember? Even when we piss one another off, it’s always gonna be us,” he adds, shaking his head and taking a step back. He doesn’t know what’s going on with them, doesn’t understand anything lately, but he’s willing to fight. For them, always.

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hey y’all. so my job interview went well. i got the job!! however, the training for it takes place in another city, and while i can bus to said city, i don’t currently have the funds to buy the day passes i need. the regional pass i need costs $160 and the local pass costs $86, for a total of $246. I know that that is a lot of money, (and since training for this job is 25 days, that is why I need 31-day passes), but this would be the final time I ask for any money. I would appreciate any and all help given. If you’re Canadian, you can interac me at augustsnowing@gmail.com and if you’re non-Canadian, and want to use paypal, please IM or inbox me off of anon so I can provide you with the email attached. Under the read more is an image of the prices so you know I’m not making it up.

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tony stark + being soft 💕 

happy birthday @tonystarkz! 

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@horizontouched​ tells henry, ‘i thought you knew’

           “You thought I knew?” Henry asks, eyes blinking before they widen, mouth dropping open in slight surprise before he lets out a small gasp of disbelief. His father thought he knew? Well, that certainly was a surprise. Shaking his head briefly, Henry takes a step back, scoffing. “How was I supposed to possibly know that you were on that ship and that you couldn’t come up and spend time on land?” Henry questions, nearly letting out a laugh. 

“You were unable to come up to land, this entire time?” He finds himself clarifying, falling to the ground, letting the laugh escape from him. All of those years where he thought his father didn’t want him, and that’s why he pushed him away whenever he tried to visit. All of those years of doing things he was sure would make his father proud, only for none of it to be needed... It was something he couldn’t comprehend. All of the years wasted. The feelings torn asunder.

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Passing him her hand, Bloom does her best to not grimace in pain, does even more than her best to not admit to her pain, but eventually, she finds herself relaxing in Sky's hold, letting out a small huff of air as she does so. "There's some pain," she admits, voice soft. "It might help a little, but I'm not too sure. Of course, I'm pretty much willing to try anything, admittedly," she chuckles, cheeks turning red as she looks down and away, embarrassed. She doesn't know why she gets that way, especially with Sky, but .... it's not something she wants to dig deeper into.

@sxperflxity asked: ❛ just don't make a big deal out of this. ❜ / your sky and my bloom

"I'm not going to make a big deal out of it, just let me see your hand." He'd heard from Terra about the fairy duels at the Stone Circle; and Bloom's duel with Marco. From what he was told it had been a nasty zap. "Are you in any pain? I've never been on the receiving end of an Air Fairy's electricity before, but I can imagine that it doesn't feel great. I have some salve in my room that I have for healing injuries from Specialist training, that might help it a little bit?"

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Staring at Bloom, taking in the shine in her eyes and just how pretty she looks as she becomes determined in her statement, it takes a few minutes for Sky to respond, a soft smile on his face. "Then again, you could probably ask me to do just about anything, and I'd do it," he whispers, a small smirk forming on his face. "We will be able to sneak in." He adds, "You're not going in on your own, Bloom."

@sxperflxity asked: ❛ i'm only doing this because you asked me to. ❜ / my sky your bloom

"Noted." Bloom muttered, fixing him with a look before peering around the corner. "Once Rosalind leaves her office, I will be able to sneak in and try figure out what her game is." There was definitely something going on and she needed to figure out what it was. Especially when the new headmistress seemed to make it her mission to try get Bloom into using her powers again. Then there was the not so small matter of figuring out where Dowling had went, if she'd been imprisoned like Silva had.

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Doing his best not to roll his eyes - not at his friend, not now, because he knows Riv would take it the wrong way, Sky turns to look at him, relaxing his stance as he does so. "Even if you don't man, we're best friends. You should be okay acceptin' mine by now," Sky says softly. It's not something he does often - Riven being one of the only few to see him like this. "And you're great, Riv. Not just good, but great." Sky adds, a soft sigh escaping from him. "We both know it. Don't let the instructors being idiots make you forget that."

@sxperflxity asked: ❛ why is it so difficult for you to accept a compliment? ❜ / your riven my sky

"Piss off dude." Riven snorted a little as he brought the bottle in hand up to his lips. "Do I look like someone who gets a lot of compliments?" He wasn't the golden boy of Alfea like his best friend was. Wasn't raised by the famous Specialist Saul Silva. Fuck, half the time he was one disciplinary away from expulsion, and if he was, his own father would be pissed. "I know I'm good, one of the best, alongside you. I don't get the praise from the instructors though, and that's fine, just makes me train harder, you know?"

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Groaning, Sirius places his head onto the table, ignoring the noise clattering around him, even though it's early enough, and the pain the base of his head, pounding with each sound. "Except Saturday usually means detention, or catching up, doesn't it, Wormtail?" Sirius laughs, shaking his head after a moment. "James an' Remus will be up soon. Then we can eat and get ready, yeah?"

@sxperflxity asked: ❛ how can you be this cheery already? we haven't even had breakfast. ❜ / peter & sirius

"It's Saturday, which means no classes. Who wouldn't be cheery at that, mate?" Peter grinned at Sirius. Any day where he wasn't being yelled at by Slughorn or McGonagall, was definitely classed as a win in his mind. "Plus, it's a Hogsmeade day, you not excited about that at all?" Sure, yeah, his stomach was rumbling something awful, but that would be easily fixed once the got James and Remus up and head to the Great Hall.

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@canonfoddcr​ originally posted this.

           He takes a step back, eyes blinking furiously as he takes a deep breath, trying not to snap at his sister. He’s better than this. They’re better than this. But everything has been changing, and too fast for him to keep up, almost. He runs his fingers through his hair, lets out a huff of breath as he shakes his head.

“Forgetting would be so much easier. Or going back in time,” he whispers, tiredly rubbing his eyes, “Sunny is more than lucky - she has us, at least.” He adds, eyes closing briefly.

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@turnedahero​ sent in ‘were you crying’ to max.

           Taking a deep breath before scowling, Max finds herself frowning at Billy, folding her arms in front of her chest, looking at her feet. She hates that it’s obvious - her cheeks red, eyes bloodshot, and she hates even more that Billy could somehow tell - that after everything, he knew her well enough to know when she had been crying. “It was nothing,” she states, looking away, trying not to think about the nightmare, the memories. At first it had been Billy’s apparent death, and then it had been his revival and her apparent death. After all of that, it was the feeling of everything and nothing all at once, and she woke up with a silent scream, not daring to wake up anyone in the surrounding of the home that wasn’t.

She’s ashamed - ashamed because she’s still having nightmares, because she’s still not able to walk fully on her own, because her eyesight still isn’t completely there and because she was fucking caught having cried. She’s ashamed, and hates herself, but what else is there possibly for her to do? “It’s nothing. Fuck off,” she scoffs, hating herself a little more since Billy’s been there for her since this shit happened. “Fuck,” she adds, wiping at her face.

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billy. //

not  often  someone  catches  him  off  guard,  let  alone  it  being  max.   he  moved  the  aviators  off  his  face  for  two  seconds  to  adjust  the  way  the  weight  of  them  is  starting  to  irritate  the  skin  between  the  bridge  of  his  nose.  and  of  course  it’s  the  two  seconds  max  is  climbing  back  into  the  camaro  after  waiting  &  waiting,  and  catches  the  swelling  under  his  right  eye  in  the  shape  of  a  blue  crescent  moon.  shoulders  lift  and  fall  underneath  leather  jacket,   staying  weirdly  quiet.  one  of  those  unusual  moments  where  his  brain  doesn’t  immediately  respond  with  hostility,  defensiveness  or  anger.  guesses  he’s  exhausted  from  the  knock  down  drag  out  he  got  into  with  his  father  last  night,  mentally  too  drained  to  react.  all  the  stupid  tears,  the  crying,  the  feeling  sorry  for  himself  he  was  doing  through  out  the  night  instead  of  sleeping.  he  pushes  the  sunglasses  back  up  closer  to  his  eyes,  she’s  already  seen  it  but  it  still  doesn’t  change  that  it’s  any  less  humiliating.    yeah,  hiding  it.  the  black  eye.  eyes  stare  down  at  the  emblem  in  the  center  of  the  steering  wheel  through  dark  shades,  voice  flat  once  he  does  answer,          “––what  does  it  matter.”  

           she stares at him, and then continues to stare at him the longer he goes without saying anything. she knows he hates it - hates admitting to anything, especially if it came from his bastard sperm donor and normally, she remains quiet, ignoring him because that’s what they do. but the bruise took her by surprise, and she can’t say anything for a moment herself, throwing her bag in the backseat with a frown before huffing, crossing her arms in front of her chest, her frown turning into a scowl. slamming the camaro door, she turns to look at billy before looking away. “i hate him,” she doesn’t say. she blinks back tears of frustration and anger before turning to look at billy once more. “It doesn’t,” she scoffs, rolling her eyes both at herself, her response and billy’s --- she doesn’t even know what to call it anymore. “obviously,” she adds, trying not to smirk, “when does it ever matter?”