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collidingxworlds · 2 years ago
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‘Cause I’m a fighter, I’m a warrior Even when I’m cut wide open, Black and blue and bruised  From the far down rock bottom I’ll climb my way up, up, up I’ll be King, at the top of the world
{ Little surprise gift for my dear, lovely friend Lenore! @ithinkim-adorable }
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nightcreations · 2 years ago
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 @ithinkim-adorable​ asked: 👀 (for Gavin from Connor?) 
send me ‘👀’ for something my muse has said about yours to someone else / when they’re not around.
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“Ah yes, this cup of coffee is for the Detective. He told me once again that all I am is a piece of plastic met to fetch things. Or something like that.” He says almost  so matter of fact it’s almost like he was talking about the weather. The officer had only shrugged at the android and of course, he expected as much. None of the humans seemed keen on treating or talking to him like a person. No matter how normalized they were integrated into society now and how utilized they were in the grand scheme of things. Then he heard the officer ask him something that threw him off guard. How did he feel---being talked to like that? Did he----take offense to how much the Detective seemed to loath his very existence?
“Oh I’ve gotten quite use to it.” Connor responded forth right. Though really he wasn’t exactly “bothered” by the Detective he simply wasn’t capable of feeling such an emotion.  “He looks at me with such disdain and annoyance simply because I was assigned to work with him. He often smells of liquor and never seems to get a good night’s rest from the looks of him. In fact my scans often tell me so. But that is the challenge that I was made for. To work with all kinds of people, and to not simply pass any immediate judgements and simply do my job alongside them. So I suppose in that sense: It is quite fine how he may treat me.” 
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multusxcastalides · 2 years ago
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@ithinkim-adorable​ inquired:  All for Nat
📚- What’s my muse’s favorite book?
     She does not have one specific favorite book, but Nat’s favorite /type/ of books, her guilty pleasure, are those terrible romance novels with topless men on the cover and the admiring women at their feet. She will never admit to reading these books, but when she is alone and sure nobody will catch her, you bet she’s devouring them.
😤 - What is my muse’s pet peeve?
     Hypocrits. If you say something, or believe in something, stick with it. Don’t make it prettier than it actually is because other people might not want to hear your opinions.
🤒 - What makes my muse feel better when they are sick and why is that?
     Not being observed being sick. She hates it when people can see her in a vulnerable state. Just curling up on the couch with bad TV and chicken soup, and she’ll be fine.
HEADCANON MEME! || Accepting
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heartheaded · 2 years ago
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@ithinkim-adorable​ found charlie!
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“... Okay, Charlie,” the self-titled hunter-in-training sighed as she took a shaky breath. “You’ve done this a handful of times already, it should be second nature. It’s just a ghost. You know where the bones are. Go burn them.”
And yet, as she stared wide-eyed down the bumpy horizon of the overgrown graveyard, her feet stayed firmly rooted to the spot. Over the past few weeks, Charlie took the liberty of digging into all things monster after her brief brushes with the Winchesters. It’s hard--downright impossible--to ignore the prospect that everything supernatural actually exists. Actually makes an impact on the lives of people around her. 
At the end of it all, she was tired of being helpless. Between her recently healed broken arm and the death of Moondor residents, Charlie had felt absolutely at a loss. She couldn’t do anything in the moment. What kind of Queen just sits back after all that, pretend or not? Not Charlie. Not anymore.
That thought fuels her confidence enough to force a few steps, squeezing past a hole in the metal-spiked fence and crunching along dead leaves. All she has to do is find the grave, dig it up, salt the bones, then burn them.
“Easy-peasy. Nothing to it...”
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cardiomyapathy · 2 years ago
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❝ are you stalking me or something? ❞  
“ NOPE. You’d have to be some kind of interesting ... so far ... ” The surgeon points his thumb down and blows a raspberry. Nothing about @ithinkim-adorable​ was worth pondering over. That chiseled chin could have something going on , but nothing to go out of his way to chase after. “ Maybe you’re stalking me? ”
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rediscoveredfaith · 3 years ago
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@ithinkim-adorable​ said: crashing your lips together during an argument - kiss meme
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Blood trickled down his vessel’s face, and his exhausted blue eyes stared up at the Hell-frozen green that belonged to Dean Winchester. In the demon’s hand, he wielded Castiel’s angel blade like an executioner’s axe in preparation to behead their prisoner. A strange, exhausted aspect of his psyche contemplated if he should allow him to do as much, rather than continue to live, knowing that this would be the state the hunter would thrive in.
The issue was that he did make a promise, however. Sam, and everyone you know, everyone you love, they could be long dead. Everyone except me. I’m the one who will have to watch you murder the world. So, if there’s even a small chance that we can save you, I won’t let you walk out of this room.
If he could laugh in half-hysterics, half-loss, he would at this moment. The best he could do was force his hand to rise and ball itself in the red flannel. Tugging down with his angelic strength, he forced their mouth to meet, and he hoped it would be enough distraction to grab for the weapon. The fact that his tongue went to taste the other’s lower lip was not concern but his own.
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merrymeetandmerrypart · 6 years ago
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When I was a child I thought that #Star Wars' Gamorreans were distant cousins of #Maleficent's Goons. Sooo... I'm trying to convince him to join my own army of #Minions. It's only a matter of time before he starts growing fond of me... #witch #witchesofig #witchesofinstagram #witchessociety #bruja #doelikeeyes #puppyeyes #lovely #ithinkimadorable #supernaturalquote
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tojupiter2getstupider · 7 years ago
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until-theend-oftheline · 6 years ago
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Heya! I was wondering if I could join your challenge please?? I would love either 22 or 26, and both would be Bucky Barnes x Reader. It would be from my Marvel blog @yougetkilled-walkitoff Thank you so much!!!
22 is all yours :)
Kari’s Marvelous 2k Writing Challenge
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impalaimagining · 7 years ago
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The language I’m looking for to describe that guy I shouldn’t say. But! That guy is a complete idiot if he can’t see how gorgeous you are!! I mean, is he blind?? You are stunning and don’t listen to anyone who says otherwise!
Well, thank you. Yeah, the first few days in Hawaii were not great for my body image but I think I got over it. jk i’ll probably never be over it 
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collidingxworlds · 2 years ago
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What makes you insecure about your own writing
What is one thing you’d wish to see more in the rp community?
Who is an author that inspires you?
Mun’s meme || Accepting !
17. What makes you insecure about your own writing? Not to sound like a dumbass, but a little bit of everything (and this goes for both RPs and fanfictions). I’m never truly sure about how my style comes off, if people like my ideas, if said ideas make sense / fit, if the stuff I write can appeal the audience it’s written for, ect. Also, it doesn’t help that English isn’t my first language, so I’m never completely sure about whether or not my wording is completely correct. I must say, I have an easier time writing for RPs because I feel that there is less expectations about how replies are written and most of the focus is on the content. Even if I always try my best to deliver a decent form to go with it too.
18. What is one thing you’d wish to see more in the rp community? At the cost of sounding salty, genuine, mutual support for your fellow RPers. Nowadays, I see more and more people who are self-absorbed and focus exclusively on their stuff without really care about being fully respectful to other writers. And, when they act nice, most of the times is because they have something to gain out of it. I find it exhausting and extremely irritating. It makes it hard to reach out for new people, because you never know what you’ll find on the other side. And this is very discouraging. (I could write more about this, but I’m choosing not to. It’s not the aim of this meme and I don’t want to open that can of worms.)
19. Who is an author that inspires you? Damn, this is a hard one xD It really depends on what I’m into. Right now? I think I’d say Neil Gaiman.
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nightcreations · 2 years ago
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“ where do you think you’re going? ”  [to connor from Gavin]
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"I'm sorry but it seemed like you wanted to be by yourself, Detective." Connor answers as point blank as he could. In his own personal attempts as guided by Hank to "read the room" as it were, when he approached someone to see if they wished to be bothered or not. In this case it seemed like the Detective was busy with paperwork and the usual . "I apologize if I misunderstood your seemingly busy state. I merely came back to ask if I could be any further assistance to you at this time."
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multusxcastalides · 2 years ago
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     She glanced at the hotel as they drove up to it, leaning towards the window a little so she could look at the full height - the whole four floors - of it, and pursed her lips. It wasn’t that bad, but she did wonder why these types of operations never took place in a Hilton hotel. Sitting back in the car seat, she sighed and glanced at Tony. “Well, here’s home.” A dry chuckle left her as the car turned into a parking space.
     “S.H.I.E.L.D. had better gotten us a room with two beds, I wasn’t planning on spooning you tonight, Stark,” she said with a smile, getting out and looking at him over the roof of the car. “If we have no other choice though, I’ll be the big spoon.” She leaned over, looked into the passenger’s side window and winked at the driver. “Thanks for the ride, wait close by, will you?” The last half of the sentence was barely audible. Their driver, another S.H.I.E.L.D. agent knew what to do if things went south. Or at least, that’s what she hoped.
     “Well then lover,” she straightened back up and looked at Tony again. “How about we go and check in?”
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ebonyfirewolf · 6 years ago
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Even Death Couldn't Hold Him
Dean can’t die, not until every evil bastard out there is dead.
https://8tracks.com/cipher-falls/even-death-couldn-t-hold-him
MONSTERS - Shinedown // Free - Mother Mother // Bury Me Face Down - grandson // Bring Me Home - Sam Martin // Lions Inside - Valley of Wolves // Bury Me With My Guns On - Bobaflex // New Blood - Koda // Broken Crown - Mumford & Sons // I’m A Wanted Man - Royal Deluxe // Man Or A Monster - Sam Tinnesz Ft Zayde Wolf // Arsonists Lullaby - Hozier // Grave Digger - Matt Maeson // Loaded Gun - Roby Fayer // Soldier - Fleurie ]
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percywinchester27 · 7 years ago
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AAAAAAAHHHHHH!! She’s awake! She knows him! I love you!! Now all the fluffiness, please?!?? You’re awesome! I love your writing!
You know what? Fluffy sounds good!! I can live with that ;) I hope they just snuggle now and like never part
Thank you so much, Darling
Tic Tac Toe
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rediscoveredfaith · 3 years ago
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@ithinkim-adorable​ || [x]
Castiel stood an appropriate arm’s length away from the hunter, their talks of ‘personal space’ playing again in his mind as he waited for Dean to acknowledge the conversation Castiel was determined to have. Talking, the angel knew, was meant to be a process of give and take. It was much different than prayers, which were inherently one-sided, hopeful shouts into the void. 
It was clear that the hunter was not in the mood for conversation, but if they did not discuss this now, he was afraid they might not have the chance amid all of the turmoil that had recently marked their days. 
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“I realize you are not used to the concept of keeping promises,” Castiel began in a low, casual tone. “But you told me that you would teach me to hunt.” He spread his arms and let them fall back to his sides. “I am ready and willingly to learn.” A pause. “I would hate to not be of use to you.”
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