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Hiya, my personal is @spyridonya. I am not sure if I'll go back to RPing, but... I'm here and alive and hope to see some of you all there so I can stalk you with asks.
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I wanna try coming back. But then I realize the WORK involved with that.
And I wanna play Zelda. Because her bike. And I'm super gay for Urbosa.
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I go away for 11 fucking months and what the fuck does tumblr do?
I mean, I understand the logic of limiting activity but... I HAD 75 NOTES, TUMBLR. 75.
#my name is nobody. [ooc]#(I realize some of this is due to not having a tumblr add on rn)#(but holy hell)
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I live.
I miss and I love you all and I hope you’re all okay.
#my name is nobody. [ooc]#(is this a return?)#(i mean shep's pretty loud)#(botw zelda is kicking at everything and everyone)#(i just miss old friends though)
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Not dead. Am alive. Work is trying it’s best though.
I have a long weekend ahead with NOTHING planned! So there. Expect Dolores @dcathbringer to be ready for WW’s return and Shepard either at nsevened or satare!
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Anyone know of a nice minimalist theme? As decided I will be a single muse blog user again and this is likely a hub until things are settled. Dolores will be at @dcathbringer.
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Resolution for 2020.
Be friendlier. Be active. Do more RPing. Try to get into more fandoms. Settle comfortably into single blogs?
I’m likely to bring back Dolores @dcathbringer and I’m just considering giving Shepard her own blog.
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If you receive this, you make someone happy. Go on anonymous and send it to ten of your followers who make you happy. Have a lovely day!
So.
The last few months have been... absolutely not good. I’ve lost a lot of friends on here, I’ve lost a lot of writing partners. Like one of the things I’ve learned being on tumblr that you don’t ... post your sadness or your agony. So it’s been hard to get on here because there’s nothing more I want to write than how much I hurt and how lonely I feel and I don’t have a lot of muse because of it and it’s been so hard to get into new fandom.
And today was just awful. Awful at work. Awful getting home. Awful everything. I feel so lonely and stressed and I don’t have this a coping method anymore. So I don’t know why I came to check on here. I honestly, really don’t. I just drive away the people I like, respect, because I don’t talk to them.
So this is. This really means a lot today. I’m just so sorry I’m not here more. I’m so sorry for not being better. I just don’t know what to do. But this really meant so much.
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honey and lemon or milk and sugar // musicals or plays // lemonade or iced tea// strawberries or raspberries // winter or summer // beaches or forests // diners or cafés // unicorns or dragons // gemstones or crystals // hummingbirds or owls // fireworks or sparklers // brunch or happy hour // sweet or sour // rome or amsterdam // classic or modern art // sushi or ramen // sun or moon // polka dots or stripes // macaroons or croissants // glitter or matte // degas or seurat // aquariums or planetariums // road trip or camping trip // colouring books or water colour // fairy lights or candles
tagging: @bloodiedbiotic, @casuisity, @arianashepard, @intcrwoven, @horrorempathy
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mnemosys:
MUSES AESTHETICS – HORROR
BOLD WHATEVER APPLIES & tag people. Repost, don’t reblog!
CLASSIC.
black and white. powder puffs. red lipstick. winged eyeliner. white kitten heels. black lace lingerie. icy blue eyes. rain. abandoned cars. skeletons. acid. poison. voyeurism. switchblades. strangling. overcoats. looking over your shoulder. trans-atlantic accents. private detectives. dinner parties. haunted mansions. cobwebs. perfect blonde curls. kitchen knives. shock. cellars. dust. ghosts. dark alleys. empty streets. horn-rimmed glasses. radiation. zombies. serial murder. suspicion. paranoia. the city. witches. the devil. cannibalism. conspiracies. amulets. abject terror. the American South. the American Northeast. England. analog cameras.
CRYPTID & URBAN LEGEND.
aliens. blinding light. dark woods. driving at night. claw marks. bite marks. men in black. memory loss. dismembered bodies. sewers. flashlights. cell phones. video cameras. cars with tinted windows. unlabeled cassette tapes. bugs. big cities. urban crimes. clowns. something rustling outside your window. glowing light. unsolved mysteries. suburbia. mirrors. the american pacific northwest. the american midwest. hiking. backpacking.
GOTHIC.
gaslights. corsets. ballrooms. candlelight. mist. starless nights. full moons. cobbled streets. horse-drawn carriages. mysterious strangers. bogs. moors. forests. mountains. castles. velvet. silver. brass. gold. jewels. domino masks. the opera. dangerous romances. tragic romances. violins. roses. lilies. empty graves. crosses. cemeteries. snow. ice. the gallows. crows. milk-white skin. ambiguous illness. fangs. pointed nails. something howling in the night. capes. gloves. top hats. straight razors. lightning. pipe organs. underground caverns. bats. mice. rats. ravens. cats. pearls. attics. talismans. axes. wood. isolation in a room full of people. vampires. werewolves. ghosts. coffins. western europe. eastern europe. bones. churches. catacombs. mausoleums. books.
PARANORMAL.
malevolent spirits. seances. spells. missing bodies. hidden graves. white noise. static. flickering lights. rings of salt. demons. poltergeists. dark histories. old buildings. cold air. wells. urban exploration. a dog barking at unseen things. iconoclasm. black ooze. old photographs. dark bodies of water. crucifixes. priests. possession. exorcisms. dolls.
SLASHER.
bloodbaths. massacres. wanton nudity. newspapers. leather jackets. letterman jackets. converse sneakers. obscured faces. social unrest. bonfires. lakes. babysitters. high school. lockers. dead leaves in the fall. jack-o’-lanterns. passing shadows. outdated television sets. nightmares. psychiatrists. hospitals. unstoppable forces. gunfire. police. landline telephones. improvised weapons. halloween. secrets. revelations. cut wires. character masks. scrunchies. wild curls. jeering children. parties. fire. swearing. revulsion. california. the american midwest. ambulances.
THRILLER.
daylight. fluorescent lighting. morgues. unwavering eye contact. tension. lit rooms. empty rooms. killer in plain sight. a dog digging in the newly-planted flower bed. steely gazes. paperwork. anagrams. codes. convicted killers. missing persons. law enforcement. federal agents. small towns. suspicion. paranoia. subdued terror. dimly-lit parking lots. a noise in the distance.
TAGGING: @gwaed, @victoryatanycost, @williamofwestworld, @horrorempathy, @shcsallrightnow
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Also! Know that I’m not bored by my drafts or being on here! Enthusiasm does play a part but it’s not entirely what you think.
My job is busy, stressful, and some complications have arose that I didn’t see coming. I’m crossing my fingers things are getting better. I know I have to give a lot of it, because I’m not very good with writing to give anything less.
As such, in the battle between Enthusiasm and Exhaustion, Exhaustion is winning most days.
#my name is nobody. [ooc]#i speak from science and the voice of fate. [psa]#(also i'm a little lonely.)#(and i know it's due to fandom and if you lose interest in fandom sometimes you lose a conversation starter)#(but i do miss a lot of you.)
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I’m actually considering making Shepard a solo blog and Clarice back to @agentris while keeping this multimuse. I’ll likely keep Peggy, Dolores, Mordin, and possibly add Garrus and seriously considering someone from BSG.
I’m not sure if it will perk up my enthusiasm or make fandoms take me more seriously. I’d love to hear opinions though!
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Wishlist
Clarice
RP with her not easily intimidated by will graham; RP with her not intimidated by hannibal lecter for all of a span of ten seconds Ardelia, pls Crawford, pls Jame Gumb??
Shepard
Liara, exploring an older section of Iran RP with Garrus post ME1 RP Thane any point during ME2 Virmire Survivor email exchange during ME2
Mordin
Bakara telling him her name; Mordin refusing to let anyone on the ship know. Asking very evasive questions to Joker Trolling Shepard forever, because he’s very fond of them
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Thanksgiving in The United States of North America was a tricky matter due to the Second Civil War and Mexico and Canada formally joining the Union. Canada’s Thanksgiving was celebrated on the 4th Monday of October while the United States celebrated it in the 4th week of November.
During the War itself, it was decided that Thanksgiving would be celebrated on the 2nd Wednesday as a very political matter. Due to the war starting on November 1st, in the second year of the three year long conflict the government openly celebrated Thanksgiving on November 12th, 2097 and held this tradition up to and beyond the Reaper Wars.
Not that much of this matter is noted during the Normandy, they usually missed the late Fall and early Winter Holidays in their dealings with the Reapers.
Jennet Shepard made feta and walnut yams with stuff turkey for the occasion she was under house arrest. Anderson was able to join her and they said mean things about Udina after the second bottle of wine, one of the few occasions that Jennet Shepard drank.
Jennet repeats the meal in most canons after the Reaper War for her first celebration with her LIs that can handle levos food. *koffliarakoff*
#(ur wrong)#not looking for your approval. [shepard headcanon]#(dextro romances take a little guess work)
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Thanksgiving for Clarice is one of those haunted matters; where people line up in stores and on the roads, making common life a tangle and bother. There’s ticking of blood pressure behind the wheel, the agitation of swiping over news stories or work emails on government sponsored phone.
That private phone is settled in the small pocket of her purse.
And all this rush, all this bother, all this chaos is gone when she returns her apartment the night before. Bottle of sweet wine, some cheese, gourmand ice cream and maybe some bakery dessert to go with the typical day shopping.
Because like hell she’s going out on Friday to shop for the week.
She watch CNN, C-SPAN, and might get out a work lap laptop while her little government phone is buzzing with notifications. She’ll listen all evening long until the hours roll into the tens. Unless if it’s a good case -- and it rarely is -- she’ll start saving work and take her personal tablet out.
But that little phone of hers, that personal one. That remains mostly silent save a little buzz from Ardelia either early morning of late night.
Happy Thanksgiving -
Starling’ll order food, likely Chinese, maybe Indian -- and that’s the feast. Maybe before she’ll go to a movie, wishing those museums she never gets to were open.
She’ll be thankful for somewhere warm and dry with loans paid. But really, it’s just one of those silent holidays that doesn’t even exist.
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Hello, work drains me and makes me into an old woman.
I’ve been going to bed at 9:30. What the fuck??
I love you all. This Thanksgiving I should be around a bit.
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