#fadedglcry

[briingschaos-blog]

@fadedglcry ( x )

Contact: little otter SENT: of course i'm awake, kushi. SENT: i'd say you don't know me very well but, you really don't do you? SENT: why are you texting me this late? SENT: i'm not doing anything, though.

[impcvidoa]

📱CONTACT: HAVOC, J. 💀 / @fadedglcry

     8:13 pm   ⟶ you’re so dramatic.      8:13 pm   ⟶ oh, i’m only the second most beautiful woman?       8:14 pm   ⟶ haunting me wasn’t exactly what i had in mind.                            but it did involve you moaning.

[ichorcrowns]

#1 off your playlist because i'm #1 in your heart obviously :// but also #3 because three furbabies

♡   —   @FADEDGLCRYMY TOP 2018 PLAYLIST  //  ACCEPTING !

#1:   “   higher   ”   —   kill the ideal      [ whispers softly ]   ...dunky daddy.#3:   “   the last of the real ones   ”   —   fall out boy

[bvrnedred]

@fadedglcry / sc. 

                    ❛ i meant what i said ; i am sorry i can’t give you more focus. ❜ it was a match he’d kill to have, && it was happening ; but he couldn’t even appreciate it because of ambrose. it infuriated him, && they both deserved better. 

[biitterend-blog]

"You hate me, don't you?" // uh hiromu bye

that good angsty shit || accepting || @fadedglcry

   a huff of breath left the bruiserweight as his arms folded across his chest in annoyance. “i don’t know ya well enough ta hate ya,” he answered bluntly. “i hate how touchy ya are. ‘s not a bad thing persay, ‘s just not how i am.” a shrug lifted his shoulders, hand reaching to run fingers through his hair. “jus’….’s annoyin’ ‘s all.”

[eliteqveen-blog]

❛ ✶ : CODY. @fadedglcry

          another EARLY morning sitting in the georgia terminal. exhaustion has long since given up on her. she’s up, she’s moving, she’s HUSTLING with her husband –– DO THE WORK. and they have. every single day. and all of this? it ALMOST makes the past year seem worth it. almost. there are still things UNSPOKEN between them, buried under trips to disney and napa, hidden under rhinestones and sequins and passionate ringside kisses. she’s ALWAYS there, putting her body on the line for him –– how many times now? but she looks at him and her heart MELTS. he’s worth it. seeing his smile, feeling his skin against her own.

she’s sipping mimosas already, despite the early hour. it’s a long flight to tokyo. fingers brush over his from across their little table. “ hey ––– i’m PROUD of you. ” no matter what happens monday, she knows more now than ever, she loves him.  / - lyric starters, accepting.

[misguidedwarriors]

@fadedglcry - ONE LINER STARTER CALL

“I have no anger, just confusion. Why are you, the way you are?”

[tragicfated-aa-blog]

                        her heart   ached   unlike it ever had before. the new zealand native was sure that she’d never experienced this sort of pain, and that was coming from someone who got beat up and partially maimed for a living. the most laid back gal you’d ever meet, so friendly and full of life she was. in that moment though, she felt like she was in shambles of her former self. not that she would let a   break–up   change her or make her a colder person by any means, but she felt like will smashed her heart into thousands of pieces and that wasn’t a good feeling at all. there was only one person she knew would understand how to   comfort her   if nothing else. right now, effie didn’t want someone to solve her problems for her or pat her back and tell her there were plenty of fish in the sea. she knew the one man she’d known since she was a young girl in grade school was the only person that could possibly make her feel some sort of validation—–jay white.

                        she didn’t bother to bang on his door even though it was the middle of the night. at this point in their friendship, she knew where he kept the spare key and that’s exactly what she used as her means of getting inside. tears still streamed down rosy cheeks from her sobs. eyes were puffy and   no doubt   an eyesore at this point, but that never mattered with him. it crossed her mind a time or two that he might turn his overly protective mode on and this might interfere with his chaos stable mates, but she desperately   needed   jay right now. 

                        after closing and locking the door behind her, she sat the key down safely and wiped mascara stained cheeks in her quest to the kitchen where the only light in the residence was on. her hiccuping sobs must have   given her away   from the front door because he didn’t make his way to see who was in his house, but as she rounded the corner into the kitchen he was already prepared for her. all the petite brunette could do was approach him and then nearly fall into his arms clinging to him, hands gripping at his biceps.   “   i’m sorry. i know thet it’s late, but i   needed   you,   ”   she tried to explain as clearly as her voice would allow.

*:･ﾟ✧   —   @fadedglcry      //      closed   ⟶   effie + jay   !

[fatetempted-a]

                        it was a random, oddball question, but that was   just effie  . she often tended to speak what was on her mind, immediately as it popped in her head and didn’t give too much thought as to whether or not it was a weird question. jay   should have   been used to that by now.   “   i’m just sayin’ thet it’s not out of the question. thet collar the guy wore looks pretty gay to me,   ”   a wide smile spread across her face as she grabbed a cheesy chip off of her tray and popped it into her mouth, a small bit of cheese still on a pale pink lip.   “   ‘sides. aren’t i supposed to be the   eccentric   one out of the both of us? you’re pretty normal. one of us has to liven it up, yeah?   ”

❪   ♡   ❫   —   @fadedglcry​​      //      continued   +   ♡   !

[mystifiicd]

alt!

Send me “alt!” and I’ll introduce you to a character I’ve rped in the past, want to play in the future or are currently playing somewhere else!

“No matter how many times I try to fix things, everything falls apart in the process. I’m not even fast enough to stop those events. But I have to try. It’s not in my willpower not to give up. I just have to find a way without messing up the timelines. That’s just an easy and dangerous way out. I need to use my own power to solve problems, not rely on time and the speed-force”.

The lesson had taken awhile to get to Barry’s brain but once it had, he knew what to do. It was to rely on his wit and intelligence to make everything right. But he also knew that things wouldn’t be better without the help of others. Including in this was the team at STAR labs, Iris, Joe. Harrison Wells, Olivier Queen. It need to be a team effort.

RPed in the past. Barry Allen/ the Flash from CW’s the FLASH.

@fadedglcry

[ircnwill]

¥ // thor?? if you wanna ;-;

LOOKS:              1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 PERSONALITY: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10ATTRACTION:   1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10WOULD THEY DATE THEM?: YES | noFAVORITE THING ABOUT THEM: I mean, he is a GOD. But if I had to pick my FAVORITE thing about him, It’d probably be how willing he is to trust. I mean, maybe it’s because he’s technically an alien, or maybe it’s an Asgardian thing. But… not many people are willing to put their trust in me. And yet, he does. Without question. It’s… nice.LEAST FAVORITE THING ABOUT THEM: Me thinks my least favorite thing about thy grand hero Thor is how he is always so quick to blame our RACE for our mistakes. You know the whole “You Humans are so–” fill in the blank thing he does from time to time. Not ALL humans are petty, argumentative, assholes. Just most of them. There are some good ones though. And they don’t deserve the disservice of the god comparing them to ME. 

Time to play: Rate That Muse!@fadedglcry​ | accepting

[briingschaos-blog]

@fadedglcry ( x )

Contact: Kitten SENT: in your dreams, I just googled it. SENT: oh would you? god, please suffocate me, kitten. end my misery. SENT: you're gonna make me wait until tomorrow? shame. think of all the fun we could have had today.

There's a brief pause as he just...stares at the last text Hiromu sent. The drunk part, he can understand that, nobody wants to be just a booty call. Especially not someone like Hiromu. But fucking with him? Sure, it was fun in other aspects, but to Desperado, he didn't really like fucking with people like that. He'd been hurt enough just by men completely ignoring he existed. He’d leave that to the rest of Suzuki-Gun.

SENT: i'll be there, unless you change your mind and can't wait to suffocate me.

[fateendured-blog]

                                                             ✵ @fadedglcry ✵

              ✵                 ❝ i almost did not recognize you. ❞ casual greeting leaves the woman’s lips as she moves towards him, smile gracing worn features. thor rarely made appearances at the compound, though she did not blame him. not only did he have other things to attend too, this place wasn’t exactly thriving with excitement. ❝ are you... looking for someone? most have cleared out for things, though they should be returning soon. ❞

[fatebeaten-blog]

“ the problem is you keep thinking i’m a good person. ” // but also a jay @ kat

angsty feels ↠ ACCEPTING      ↪ @fadedglcry

              ☾                    ❛ the problem? ❜ they’d already jumped over one hurdle, and now there were more problems? the idea of jay not being a good person seemed incredulous to her. he knew her past, didn’t he? she’d been candid and open about where she came from and why she’d been so stupid when they first met. ❛ i wasn’t aware we’d had a problem. ❜ arms lift to cross over her chest but the motion dies halfway and she awkwardly lets them fall back to her sides, a little CONFUSED on what was happening. ❛ & you’re a lot better than the other men that have inhabited my life. ❜ voice soft, words tainted with confusion and defeat as she tries to understand where this is coming from. did he still have doubts? he must. ❛ if you’re second guessing forgiving me you can just…. tell me… ❜

[sheslegit-archive]

@fadedglcry :

his surroundings were less than a blur, an inconvenience to the brooding he’d planned on doing tonight, but his hotel room didn’t have any liquor worth consuming.   failures were taunting his mind, anger still burning beneath his skin at the mere thought of it.   that he had everything between his fingers; gold, glory, his name in the history books.  INFAMY.   but he failed,  &  he ensured aj knew just how much it   stung   but it wasn’t enough.   it was never enough.   he’s preoccupied replaying the moment he LOST once again when there’s a weight on his chest, his lap.   he wants to ignore it.   he wants to curse them out in his foreign tongue.   he wants his title around his waist.   but the familiar scent of sasha’s perfume is enough to stop him, eyes focusing a moment later.   a tired smile twitches its way into his lips, both hands resting on her thin waist.     “ what do you want? ”     his tone is low  &  on the right side of being too cold, edges of bitterness that reflects in his gaze.

               Sasha had grown accustomed to the failure and anger that came with every major loss she suffered as they piled on top of each other, one after the other. Royal Rumble. Elimination Chamber. Wrestlemania Battle Royal. Was there ever a point in trying anymore when the outcome always seemed to be the same? Of course, there was a point. Especially now that she qualified for Money in the Bank. This was her chance. This was his chance as well. She could see it in his eyes. She recognized it because she’s been there. Lost in her own thoughts without anything to distract her. At least no one could say she was totally selfish. “You looked like you could use a distraction,” she answered. AJ might’ve been someone she once looked up to (and maybe she still does) but she couldn’t help but be a little bias to Shinsuke. “Forget about him for the rest of the night. Save your anger for your match and unleash every last bit of it on him until he’s begging you to stop.”

[biitterend-blog]

“Shit, that hurts to move.” // but like jimmy

injured meme || accepting || @fadedglcry

   “no shite.” a tilt of his head, complete lack of sympathy on the bruiserweight’s face. it wasn’t that he didn’t care that jimmy was hurt. it was just not an uncommon occurrence. injury and jimmy went hand in hand. pete leaned forward, tongue darting across his lips as he looked for the source of this injury. “how the fuck do ya mange ta get this shite stuck in you like this?” he muttered reaching out and carefully pulling yet another piece of glass out of the other man’s skin. “fuck’s sake.”