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                                         let me be your STAR

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; i’m working on my multi and my muses page looks like it is for a smut blog. and no shame to smut blogs. but. i am not a smut blog. maybe it’s because i have a type. aka i only seem to write women in their 20′s. is it because i am a woman in my 20′s? sighs a lot. what can i do.

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     N o a h   T.   R i b e i r o

    Independent Original Character                 Written by Annie

            I’m the one at the sail            The master of my sea.

     Home . Start . About . Graphic    

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❛ i packed my things & ran . ❜

                                                                  eyes fall to the bag hanging limp in his hand, shoulders sagging as a sigh filled her nostrils. if there was ONE thing she could not do, it was leave someone in need stranded on the other side of her door. empathy fills the young woman to her VERY CORE and a hand pulls her door until it stands fully open.

                                                                      ❝ come on, COME IN. what do you need? ❞

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are you still rping on this blog? or is it on hiatus or something?

; hello, friend! yes, i am still on this blog and am planning on being more active again. my boyfriend and i just moved into a new apartment, so things have been a bit crazy for while. BUT! we are all moved in and my routine is going back to normal, so i will be around to write again.

i want to apologize for any inconveniences caused by my short absence! if you have a thread you are waiting on, please feel free to let me know which one so i can make that a priority when i sign on to write !!

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of monsters & men || starters

❛  just grab a hold of my hand . ❜   ❛  somewhere deep in the dark a howling beast hears us talk . ❜ ❛  i dare you to close your eyes . ❜ ❛  you love love love when you know i can’t love you .  ❜   ❛  after every sunny day , comes a stormy night . ❜   ❛  you’re my king & i’m your lionheart . ❜   ❛  breathe in , breathe out . let the human in .  ❜   ❛  my head is an animal . ❜   ❛  all the trouble i have caused with my two hands . ❜ ❛ & we’re far , far home but we’re so happy .  ❜   ❛  we used to play outside when you were young and full of life and full of love .  ❜   ❛  i watched you disappear .  ❜   ❛   it’s best we both forget before we dwell on it . ❜   ❛  as i looked around i began to notice we are nothing like the rest .  ❜   ❛  there’s an old voice in my head that’s holding me back .  ❜   ❛  are you really going to love me when i’m gone ? ❜   ❛  i’m shaking like a leaf . ❜   ❛  can you chase this fire away ? ❜   ❛  but i tried , oh , i tried . ❜   ❛  just let me go & we’ll meet again soon . ❜   ❛  we won’t run . ❜   ❛  it’s killing me to see you this way . ❜   ❛  i’m a crook for not caring for it . ❜    ❛  the stairs creak as you sleep , it’s keeping me / you awake . it’s the house telling me / you to close your eyes . ❜   ❛  don’t listen to a word i say . ❜   ❛  as the world comes to an end i’ll be here to hold your hand .  ❜   ❛  please hang around . ❜   ❛  i can see through you . ❜   ❛  it’s perfectly strange . ❜   ❛  hungry for the kill , but this hunger , it isn’t you . ❜   ❛  we are the same .  ❜   ❛  some days i don’t know if i am wrong or right . ❜   ❛  you can follow me .  ❜   ❛  some days I can’t even dress myself . ❜   ❛  why are you shaking your head ? ❜   ❛  i’m all out of breath . ❜ ❛  your mind is playing tricks on you , my dear . ❜       ❛  i am a killer . ❜   ❛  i take off my face because it reminds me how it all went wrong . ❜   ❛  darker days are raining over me . ❜   ❛  my blood runs red but my body feels so cold . ❜    ❛  i am the storm . ❜   ❛  please look away , don’t look at me . ❜   ❛  i heard them calling in the distance . ❜   ❛  i am sorry for the trouble , i suppose . ❜   ❛  i need nothing . ❜   ❛  i know that it’s a waste of time , chasing in the dark . ❜   ❛  you’re cold against the skin . ❜   ❛  & i run , i run , i run . ❜   ❛  the way you held me so tight … all through the night … ❜   ❛  you & i will not be shaken ! ❜   ❛  stop , i will take control . ❜   ❛  you scream , you scratch , you bite . ❜   ❛  the books that i keep by my bed are full of your stories . ❜   ❛  i’ll meet your eyes for the very first time , for the very last . ❜   ❛  let go , lay to rest . ❜   ❛  maybe i’m a bad , bad , bad , bad person . well , baby , i know . ❜   ❛  these fingertips will never run through your skin . ❜   ❛  i will lead you through this wonderland . ❜ ❛  water up to my knees , but sharks are swimming in the sea . ❜ ❛  ignore all those big warning signs . ❜ ❛  you have scars & some scratches . it makes me wonder about your past . ❜ ❛  the light is blinding my eyes . ❜ ❛  i push you away , although I wish you could stay . ❜ ❛  i’m never ready . ❜ ❛  time won’t let me show what i want to show . ❜ ❛  all eyes on me . ❜ ❛  i spend my night dancing with my own shadow . ❜ ❛  i packed my things & ran . ❜

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; hi y'all! I'm still here, I'm not going anywhere. it's been a super busy few weeks with work and stuff but I will be around starting tomorrow night!

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outlawiism:

                     @excaliheart ✮ || wanted celestial!Pete.

HE SUFFERS ALONE  in the sea of immortality  ;  he wanders farther from his own flesh,  &  he’s less held fast by cares.  becoming  DIVINE  is as empty as his father had mentioned it to be.  &  ever since,  the hybrid distanced himself from the universe  &  started a vast search to find a way to undo it.  

there’s pain pooling at his lips,  knowing he cannot even be harmed strikes as terrible as lightning  ;  however he speaks with royal fondness brewing within him.  so cordial in his mannerisms,  so fake,  unfit for an ex-outlaw as he stands before the lady.  

❛  thank you,  your majesty,  for letting me have audience with you.  ❜  his past arrogance scorched in the fires in his will to find a way,  Peter’s voice flowers,  eyes cast on the other with bright lights tinkering in them like stars,  not the celestial light he is hellbent on concealing.  

❛  the invitation i received from you didn’t really explain why you needed my services,  but i’m not very picky these days.  all i want in return is some guidance,  no units.  ❜

                                                                she looks down at the man with the WEIGHT OF WORLDS on her shoulders. well, the weight of one world-- hers. in the haste and chaos of her coronation, mere hours from the moment arthur’s heart was PIERCED by some ungodly weapon, guinevere’d hardly had time to grieve. anguish burns behind chocolate colored eyes, but is shrouded by the DUTY of being albion’s queen. 

                                                                 ❝ LEAVE US. ❞ chin lifts, gaze swiftly passing from one guard to the next. she knew not if this stranger was dangerous, knew ONLY of his reputation. they were but whisperings, legends REALLY, of the guardians of the galaxy. a hero for hire. with arthur at the helm, their planet had not been in need of such saviors for some time. so, whispers had soon silenced until STAR-LORD became nothing but a fleeting familiarity within her memory.

                                                                   ❝ it is not a request i could easily put down in writing. ❞ she begins once the room is left to only her and her GUEST. ❝ my hus-- ❞ no, she still could not get through THAT word without a hitch in her breath. ❝ the late king of this planet recently fell at war in the stars. on him, he carried an heirloom precious to this world. a sword. EXCALIBUR. it belonged to a king of what were once believed to be legends, lost for thousands of years only to be found by arthur pendragon. with that sword he was able to unite this planet ONCE AND FOR ALL. ❞ fingers entwine, twisting and turning until knuckles turn white.

                                                                   ❝ as you may be able to imagine, it is of utmost importance that the sword be returned to its proper home. ❞ and perhaps she NEEDED this more than her people, needed this one thing of his to remind her of HIS STRENGTH; of the strength she must find. ❝ star-lord, as i hear you are called, i would give you ANYTHING you wish if you can return this sword to me. ❞ there is the distinct sound of grand material shuffling as the queen rises from her throne.

                                                                   ❝ my only REQUEST is that you take me with you. ❞

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;  all right folks !! i’ve just seen wonder woman and now where are all of my diana prince/wonder woman/sunshine child/perfection in a amazonian woman roleplayers? someone  p l e a s e.  

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templebones:

                  ❛ fake an ankle injury, have him carry me in his big, strong arms, play on his vanity – bed him, later, after being treated like a QUEEN. ❜ she grinned, brushing the dust away from her clinging dress, finally nodding in satisfaction and grinning up at the other woman. ❛ and then drop him when i get bored. ❜

                                                                ❝ ah, so modern DAMSEL IN DISTRESS meets feminism. i could very well get on board with this way of thinking. ❞ and perhaps the idea of BEDDING a man brings just the slightest hint of pink to those cheeks, but she laughs it off with a shake of her head. ❝ the poor bloke will be so ENAMORED with you that he’ll never see it coming. ❞ her gaze wanders past the woman, searching their surroundings. ❝ should i leave you be to lay your TRAP once more? ❞

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SCREAM ( 1996 ) SENTENCE STARTERS

Would you settle for a PG-13 relationship?

I’m sorry if my traumatized life is an inconvenience to your perfect existence.

You sick fucks.  You’ve seen one too many movies!

You’ve gotta find me first you pansy-ass mama’s boy!

They’re all the same.  Some stupid killer stalking some big-breasted girl who can’t act who is always running up the stairs when she should be running out the front door.  It’s insulting.

But this is life.  This isn’t a movie.

I’m getting another beer. Want one?

Everybody dies but us. We get to carry on and plan the sequel, ‘cause—let’s face it, baby—these days, you gotta have a sequel.

I can’t, ____. You cut me too deep. I think I’m dying here, man.

She looked dead, man. Still does.

Ow! Fuckin’ hit me with the phone, dick!

Um, Houston, we have a problem!

I will totally protect you. Yo, I am so buff, I got you covered, girl.

See, it’s a fun game, ____. We ask you questions and if you get one wrong, boo-gah, you die.

What do I have to do to prove to you that I’m not a killer?

Mmm, corn syrup: same stuff they used for pigs’ blood in Carrie.

Now, ____, don’t you blame the movies; movies don’t create psychos, movies make psychos more creative!

It’s called subtlety, ___.  You should look it up.

Well, I don’t really believe in motives ____; I mean did Norman Bates have a motive?  Did we ever find out why Hannibal Lecter liked to eat people?  Don’t think so!  See, it’s a lot scarier when there’s no motive.

____  and his penis don’t deserve you, okay?

Oh, please don’t kill me, Mr. Ghostface.  I wanna be in the sequel!

EVERYBODY’S A SUSPECT!!

There’s always some stupid bullshit reason to kill your girlfriend.  That’s the beauty of it all!  Simplicity!  Besides, if it gets too complicated, you lose your target audience.

See, you push the laws and you end up dead.  Okay, I’ll see you in the kitchen with a knife.

The police are always off track with this shit!  If they’d watch Prom Night, they’d save time!  There’s a formula to it—a very simple formula!

My mom and dad are gonna be so mad at me!

Peer pressure. I’m far too sensitive.

BIG NO NO! BIG NO NO! Sex equals death, okay?

Never, ever, ever under any circumstances say, “I’ll be right back.” Because you won’t be back.

Oh, my God. ____ I thought you were dead.

I probably should be. I never thought I’d be so happy to be a virgin.

Never say “who’s there?” Don’t you watch scary movies? It’s a death wish. You might as well come out to investigate a strange noise or something.

If you were the only suspect in a senseless bloodbath - would you be standing in the horror section?

That’s right. You gave it up. Now, you’re no longer a virgin. You’re not a virgin. Now you got to die. Those are the rules.

It certainly fucked you up. It made you have sex with a psychopath.

If I’m right about this, I could save a man’s life. Do you know what that would do for my book sales?

Guess I remembered the safety that time, bastard.

Oh, God, ___. I’m sorry, but get off my fucking windshield!

Hey. It’s called tact, you fuck-rag.

Fuck you, you cretin!

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My Khaleesi:

         ❝  ———– i  MUST  ask  ❞  she  begins,  porcelain  digits  gently  pushing  locks  of  long  blond  hair  from  her  face.  her  head  cants,  observing  the  woman  for  a  moment,  pink  lips  pulling  into  some  semblance  of  a  smile.   ❝  are  my  men  treating  you  alright  ??  is  there  anything  you  need  ??  ❞   

@excaliheart​  ❤ ‘d  for  a  starter.  

                                                                             ❝ of course, YES, khaleesi. ❞ her voice is soft, head remaining BOWED as calloused, yet gentle, fingers twist and turn silk strands until the blonde haired queen’s form is PERFECTLY dressed. it is with great strength that she keeps her voice from betraying what truly lies upon her tongue. for, what she ENDURES is nothing compared to what could be. lust filled eyes and WANDERING HANDS, was all. for her queen, she could deal with such behavior WITHOUT COMPLAINT.     ❝ everything here is more than i could ask for. thank you-- if it were not for YOU, i don’t believe i would be alive. i am incredibly grateful to you and your men for taking me in. ❞

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THE KIND OF SCARY ONE:

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|    & ☽   🐾   ☾    “ i’m pretty sure whatever    it is     —— or rather    WAS                 it’s        dead. “ 

                                                ❝ are you SURE? ❞  head turns, eyes scanning terrain                                                already covered. all is silent, for now and she turns to                                                 the brunette who’d stepped in to help KILL-- whatever                                                 that thing had been. 

                                                                                  ❝ well, THANK YOU. you good? ❞ 

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MORGANA:

Why, indeed. Gwen has certainly given her no incentive to keep her around. Morgana could dress her as a performing jester and she’d still fail to get a rise out of her. But the why sits in her clenched fists, and the snap of magic they suppress. In the grit of her teeth and the darkness that flashes across her eyes. The why drags at her shoulders and curls her lip.

You did this. You all did this.

Morgana won’t say it aloud. Her culpability is staining her hands; even she will never believe it’s not her own fault. The part of her that yearns to hear it has gone too long without light.

    ❛  I want you to remember where you belong. But you’re right, dear Gwen. You can do that just as easily from a dungeon cell.  ❜

She jerks her head to the guards. With a clank of mail, they advance.

                                                                            the sound of shuffling armor fills her very soul with DREAD. panic bubbles within her heart, coursing through each vein as her vision begins to blur at the edges. the clanking only grows NEARER, her own chest heaving faster and harder with every step they take. 

                                    one step,                                                          two steps,                                                                              three steps,                                                                                                       four-- 

                                                                             ❝ STOP. morgana, please. ❞ muscles tense in preparation for whatever the guard had in store for her, the men following morgana were not known for their GENTLE HANDS and mercy.

                                                                             ❝ we were FRIENDS once. i did nothing but serve you, i stayed at your side. what happened? ❞ white knuckles dig into the tiled floor, skin turning raw at the contact. ❝ please, i want nothing more than to end this FEUD we have somehow found ourselves in. ❞ 

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                   look at this RAY OF SUNSHINE. this is my all time favorite icon of her.                     someone come love gwen. 

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Cute friend kisses?

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                                                                    ❝ noah, you don’t have to thank me. ❞ still, her eyes light up and her cheeks FLUSH at the warmth left by his lips. her heart swells for her friend with the SOUL OF THE SEA and her chin finds home in her palm.  ❝ you are one of my GREATEST FRIENDS. you know i would do anything for you. just don’t ask me to help you bury a body or something. i would probably do it, but i WOULDN’T BE HAPPY about it. ❞