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good afternoon, all! So the intentions of this blog was for it to become a gradual multimuse… next week, I shall be adding 3 ocs from my previous rendition of this blog! Tony, Hugo, and Elliot will be making their grand re-appearance. ❤️ I missed them so much and I hope you did too

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good afternoon, all! So the intentions of this blog was for it to become a gradual multimuse… next week, I shall be adding 3 ocs from my previous rendition of this blog! Tony, Hugo, and Elliot will be making their grand re-appearance. ❤️ I missed them so much and I hope you did too

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Tap, tap, tap goes Irene’s cigarette on inside the ashtray. It’s contemplative, but quiet, as she thinks on her response.

“To be honest with you,” she finally starts, watching the smoke waft into the air, “I think those that are intimidated or feel you’re too harsh just aren’t used to someone not putting up with their shit. You’re a wake up call to them. And really? I don’t think that’s such a bad thing. They have to open their eyes eventually.”

"... Am I too harsh?" The question seemingly comes out of nowhere, but it's one that's been on Dolores' mind for some time now. "I try to be direct, but sometimes I feel like I just come across as a hard bitch when I don't intend to."

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Send "You look like you...", complete the sentence, and see how my muse reacts to being told that!

( Ex: "You look like you bite people." or "You look like you get mad when someone doesn't say "bless you" when you sneeze." )

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Y’all should make 70s verses so Irene can go to a disco and dance to cute romantic songs … like this one, for example !

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✱˚｡⋆ ↪ 𝐀 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝑻𝑬𝑳𝑬𝑷𝑯𝑶𝑵𝑬 .    (  a  collection  of  texting prompts.  feel free to change phrasing.  potentially mature content within.  )

[ TXT ] : why are you still awake?

[ TXT ] : hey, where did you go?

[ TXT ] : it's getting bad again.

[ TXT ] : guess i'll just sit in bed. alone. by myself.

[ TXT ] : you can't ignore me forever.

[ TXT ] : i can't stop thinking about you.

[ TXT ] : just saw i called you last night. how'd that go?

[ TXT ] : i really need someone right now.

[ TXT ] : we need to make plans asap.

[ TXT ] : have you seen the news?

[ TXT ] : you were blackout drunk.

[ TXT ] : testing to see if you blocked my number...

[ TXT ] : do you know anything about doing stitches?

[ TXT ] : just please let me know you're okay.

[ TXT ] : did you forget we had plans?

[ TXT ] : i know you see my messages, your read receipts are on.

[ TXT ] : meet me at [ location ], it's important.

[ TXT ] : do you need comfort, to vent, or a solution?

[ TXT ] : is there anything i should bring?

[ TXT ] : call me. please, it's important.

[ TXT ] : i can't sleep.

[ TXT ] : have you eaten today?

[ TXT ] : you are always going to be my priority.

[ TXT ] : i haven't seen you around in awhile.

[ TXT ] : i had a dream about you last night.

[ TXT ] : the names are gonna get mean if you don't text me back.

[ TXT ] : at the risk of sounding cliche, what are you wearing?

[ TXT ] : just say the word and i'll drop everything.

[ TXT ] : do you seriously not remember?

[ TXT ] : come to the front door.

[ TXT ] : have you been drinking?

[ TXT ] : how do you feel after last night?

[ TXT ] : are you up? please be up.

[ TXT ] : you looked beautiful today.

[ TXT ] : i have so much to tell you.

[ TXT ] : no one's heard from you. are you okay?

[ TXT ] : who is this?

[ TXT ] : are you taking care of yourself?

[ TXT ] : thought i'd reach out and see how you're doing.

[ TXT ] : i miss the taste of your lips.

[ TXT ] : that kiss was really nice.

[ TXT ] : stop acting so high and mighty.

[ TXT ] : i left my [ item ] at your place.

[ TXT ] : are we still fighting?

[ TXT ] : i need help and i can't go to the hospital.

[ TXT ] : are you thinking about me too?

[ TXT ] : call me, i wanna hear your voice.

[ TXT ] : i don't want to talk to you.

[ TXT ] : what do you have to lose?

[ TXT ] : you don't have to ask, i'm already on my way.

[ TXT ] : i want to take a nap on you.

[ TXT ] : even if you called 6 months later at 3am, i'd answer.

[ TXT ] : what's my name in your phone?

[ TXT ] : how's trying to forget about me going?

[ TXT ] : i have nobody else to ask.

[ TXT ] : what do you mean you're at the hospital??

[ TXT ] : sorry, i think you have the wrong number.

[ TXT ] : good morning! you up yet?

[ TXT ] : do i sense sarcasm in your tone?

[ TXT ] : you start your day at 2pm?

[ TXT ] : you need MY help?

[ TXT ] : stop texting me.

[ TXT ] : i'll leave that up to your imagination.

[ TXT ] : are you asking me to sneak out?

[ TXT ] : when will i see you again?

[ TXT ] : if you come over, i'll order us a pizza.

[ TXT ] : are we ever going to talk about it?

[ TXT ] : can you come get me out of here?

[ TXT ] : you mean like ... a BODY - body?

[ TXT ] : it's just been one thing after another lately.

[ TXT ] : forgiving and forgetting is harder than it sounds.

[ TXT ] : i want your legs wrapped around my head.

[ TXT ] : call me when you wake up.

[ TXT ] : what are you doing that's more important than me?

[ TXT ] : i'm out of town right now.

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The person I reblogged this from deserves to be happy

I tried to scroll past this. I really did

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Thinks about Irene and her pet hedgehog, Periwinkle… she got her after she moved to America because she couldn’t have one in England. She is absolutely spoiled and loved.

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#AGNELLZI     ✢        THE   GIRL   YOU   LOVE   TO   MISUNDERSTAND    :    CLARICE   STARLING!

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[ LINDEN ] receiver cares for sender, who took a hit to protect them.

a city of trees prompts

Irene’s lips are tightly pressed together as she examines Mellie’s arm, fingers lightly brushing against the already bruised and reddened skin. Her poor niece had bravely put herself between Irene and some miffed bloke, something about the reaper’s demeanor had set him off enough for him to throw a sandwich tray her way.

“I’m sorry,” she mumbles, “didn’t know we’d run into someone like that. Guess I should’ve smiled more, huh?” It’s said in jest, trying to lighten the mood. “We’ll get you some proper treatment, keep an eye on it.”

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morning, all ❤️

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✱˚｡⋆ ↪ 𝐀 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝑻𝑬𝑳𝑬𝑷𝑯𝑶𝑵𝑬 .    (  a  collection  of  texting prompts.  feel free to change phrasing.  potentially mature content within.  )

[ TXT ] : why are you still awake?

[ TXT ] : hey, where did you go?

[ TXT ] : it's getting bad again.

[ TXT ] : guess i'll just sit in bed. alone. by myself.

[ TXT ] : you can't ignore me forever.

[ TXT ] : i can't stop thinking about you.

[ TXT ] : just saw i called you last night. how'd that go?

[ TXT ] : i really need someone right now.

[ TXT ] : we need to make plans asap.

[ TXT ] : have you seen the news?

[ TXT ] : you were blackout drunk.

[ TXT ] : testing to see if you blocked my number...

[ TXT ] : do you know anything about doing stitches?

[ TXT ] : just please let me know you're okay.

[ TXT ] : did you forget we had plans?

[ TXT ] : i know you see my messages, your read receipts are on.

[ TXT ] : meet me at [ location ], it's important.

[ TXT ] : do you need comfort, to vent, or a solution?

[ TXT ] : is there anything i should bring?

[ TXT ] : call me. please, it's important.

[ TXT ] : i can't sleep.

[ TXT ] : have you eaten today?

[ TXT ] : you are always going to be my priority.

[ TXT ] : i haven't seen you around in awhile.

[ TXT ] : i had a dream about you last night.

[ TXT ] : the names are gonna get mean if you don't text me back.

[ TXT ] : at the risk of sounding cliche, what are you wearing?

[ TXT ] : just say the word and i'll drop everything.

[ TXT ] : do you seriously not remember?

[ TXT ] : come to the front door.

[ TXT ] : have you been drinking?

[ TXT ] : how do you feel after last night?

[ TXT ] : are you up? please be up.

[ TXT ] : you looked beautiful today.

[ TXT ] : i have so much to tell you.

[ TXT ] : no one's heard from you. are you okay?

[ TXT ] : who is this?

[ TXT ] : are you taking care of yourself?

[ TXT ] : thought i'd reach out and see how you're doing.

[ TXT ] : i miss the taste of your lips.

[ TXT ] : that kiss was really nice.

[ TXT ] : stop acting so high and mighty.

[ TXT ] : i left my [ item ] at your place.

[ TXT ] : are we still fighting?

[ TXT ] : i need help and i can't go to the hospital.

[ TXT ] : are you thinking about me too?

[ TXT ] : call me, i wanna hear your voice.

[ TXT ] : i don't want to talk to you.

[ TXT ] : what do you have to lose?

[ TXT ] : you don't have to ask, i'm already on my way.

[ TXT ] : i want to take a nap on you.

[ TXT ] : even if you called 6 months later at 3am, i'd answer.

[ TXT ] : what's my name in your phone?

[ TXT ] : how's trying to forget about me going?

[ TXT ] : i have nobody else to ask.

[ TXT ] : what do you mean you're at the hospital??

[ TXT ] : sorry, i think you have the wrong number.

[ TXT ] : good morning! you up yet?

[ TXT ] : do i sense sarcasm in your tone?

[ TXT ] : you start your day at 2pm?

[ TXT ] : you need MY help?

[ TXT ] : stop texting me.

[ TXT ] : i'll leave that up to your imagination.

[ TXT ] : are you asking me to sneak out?

[ TXT ] : when will i see you again?

[ TXT ] : if you come over, i'll order us a pizza.

[ TXT ] : are we ever going to talk about it?

[ TXT ] : can you come get me out of here?

[ TXT ] : you mean like ... a BODY - body?

[ TXT ] : it's just been one thing after another lately.

[ TXT ] : forgiving and forgetting is harder than it sounds.

[ TXT ] : i want your legs wrapped around my head.

[ TXT ] : call me when you wake up.

[ TXT ] : what are you doing that's more important than me?

[ TXT ] : i'm out of town right now.

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"You’re   not   from   around   here."

“What gave it away?”

It’s asked in jest, though her expression remains unchanged. Irene is nearly unreadable, with a killer poker face and eyes hidden behind cool shades.

“Cambridge,” she continues, “in England. Moved away years ago out of boredom. I was chasing something. Not sure what.” Whatever it was, she wasn’t sure she’d found it. Maybe she had, with her new opportunity. Reaping, she found, was a job that let you travel around. Traveling meant meeting new people, seeing new sights, experiencing new things. It was incredible, even with the melancholy undertones.

“I’ve been told I stand out. Not sure if that’s good or bad.”

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🌺 send this to ten muns you think are wonderful 🌺

Ahhhh, Ruben my beloved friend!!! Right back at you!! ❤️🥰

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✱˚｡⋆ ↪ 𝐀 𝐂𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐒 .    (  a collection of  action prompts.   feel free to reverse roles as desired. this prompt will be updated.  )

[ REDWOOD ] sender lashes out at receiver when it isn't their fault.

[ WILLOW ] sender embraces receiver in a moment of extreme distress.

[ PINE ] sender fervently resists receiver's attempts to comfort / care for them.

[ BIRCH ] sender finally ends a tense argument by reaching out to apologize.

[ POPLAR ] sender mentors receiver through learning a new skill.

[ PALM ] sender and receiver avoid / ignore the stresses of real life together.

[ ELM ] sender lends receiver aid in a time of urgent need.

[ MAGNOLIA ] sender, believed to be dead, arrives at receiver's door.

[ DOGWOOD ] sender gifts receiver a token of good luck / protection.

[ MULBERRY ] sender and receiver take a long walk through nature together.

[ HAZELNUT ] sender begrudgingly patches up receiver's wounds.

[ CAMPHOR ] sender suddenly pushes receiver out of danger's path.

[ CASHEW ] when they're finally alone, sender invites receiver to dance.

[ LAVENDER ] sender lays their head in receiver's lap and closes their eyes.

[ BEECH ] it comes to light that sender has betrayed receiver.

[ HIBISCUS ] sender invites receiver to go traveling with them.

[ HICKORY ] sender pushes receiver to admit that they need them.

[ MAPLE ] sender shakes receiver's shoulders, begging them to wake up.

[ CHERRY BLOSSOM ] sender revels in receiver's beauty, stunned.

[ JOSHUA ] sender offers receiver a safe place to hide / crash .

[ ASH ] sender and receiver become reacquainted after many years.

[ FIG ] sender, knowing receiver is hungry, pressures them to eat.

[ YEW ] sender beckons for receiver to join them in the water.

[ CYPRESS ] sender shamelessly flirts with receiver.

[ LINDEN ] sender cares for receiver, who took a hit to protect them.

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things you might not want to hear, but i'm telling you.

if you treat role play as a job, then naturally you are going to burn out eventually. writing on tumblr, unless you are actually an author working on earning money through commissions, should be something you want to do and not something you feel like you have to do in order to stay cool, relevant, popular, needed, interesting and so on. this is a hobby, i assume, so try not to let it become an obligation for the second it becomes a must, there's a higher risk of you losing your spark for it.

if you constantly strive to outshine, outdo and 'beat' every duplicate, every author and every designer, then you are going to burn out eventually. role play on tumblr is not a competition and it has never been despite what the vibes might have suggested, and this is so damaging in so many ways. this goes for the authors who feel the constant need to compare themselves, but also the authors who open up for competition for their muses' attention. it's not a race, it's not a battle of muses, it's not a war.

if you keep holding onto draining relations, exhausting dashboards and demanding interactions then you are going to burn out eventually. this goes without saying. the more negativity you surround yourself with, the less energy you'll have to spare. allow yourself to clean your mutuals, inboxes, threads, followers and so on. you're free to do as you please.

if you constantly stress about perfection, whether it's writing or editing or even creating in any format, and keeping up appearances as a perfect individual with a perfect portrayal, you are going to burn out eventually. we're humans, we're allowed to have bad days and we are allowed to have feelings.

and when you feel the burn out lurking, you are allowed to take a break from Tumblr. you won't be forgotten, you won't be abandoned, you won't be anything but taking a break which you should. a hobby, a website, should never affect you as negatively as tumblr role play might from time to time.

take a deep breath, loosen up your shoulders.

it's your hobby.

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that woman… was irene