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I'm also updating my rules; deleting and deactivating only to ignore without warning is a permanent hardblock because I do not take that lightly.

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I have too much going on right now, mentally and in my real life, so expect very slow activity sometimes. Thanks!

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Send me a ‘★’ if you actually like my blog. Takes a second, means a lot.

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season 7 + quotes

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Carl Gallagher (Ethan Cutkosky) + Shamless season 7.

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CARL.

Eli wasn't used to having anyone there with him during training sessions with Negan. Only Negan himself, so he could get to know the guy, and try to understand why he was so intriguing to say the very least.

"You know I can throw ninja stars, right?" Eli asks, Negan smiles and lets out a chuckle.

"Well no shit! Is that so? Show me!" The leather clad man demands; Eli raises his eyebrows then sets his eyes on the target ahead. Feeling rather gutsy, Eli takes the small weapon out and chucks it at the target ahead, with precision that was unbeatable.

"Well I'll be damn; you've got fan-fucking-tastic skills! Keep it up!" Negan remarks; Eli proudly smirks until he hears someone walk inside the training area - Carl. Negan's kid.

His smirk fades as he turns to face the two. "Wanna learn?"

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please respect the right of refusal.

one thing I believe should be more heavily influenced in the roleplay community ( that really isn’t respected ) is the RIGHT OF REFUSAL. not everyone has to say yes to a roleplay, even if you delivered sugar-coated candied comments abt their portrayal / characterization / etc. if you give those things, it should be from your HEART, and not because you are attempting to ENTICE them into writing with you.

with refusal comes MAJOR ANXIETY – most writers don’t feel comfortable saying that they don’t want to write with someone, and it is because they want to avoid hurting their feelings. believe it or not, there are KIND ways of telling someone you don’t have an interest in writing with them – and those ways should be respected. do not make someone FEEL BAD for not wanting to write with you; and do not FORCE them to tell you their reasoning. as long as they are kind, you should respect their decision and not be rude towards them.

please respect the right of refusal.

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Random starters: Fainting/unconscious edition

"Wake up... please wake up..."

"Hey, are you okay? You seem a bit faint..."

"N-no no! Stay with me now!"

"Keep breathing, you'll be fine."

"Oh! You're awake! You've been out for so long-!"

"I found you unconscious back there. What happened?"

"Hey, are you alright over there?!"

"We found you in a horrid state.. but we patched you up as best we could!"

"Don't try to move. Just get some rest, okay?"

"Oh, I guess you weren't dead after all."

"Hey! This one finally woke up! Get me a doctor!"

"Shh... take it easy, there's no rush. You were passed out for a long time, you see."

"Ow.. my aching-"

"Ugh... where...?"

"Help me.. someone..."

"I can't hold on... fading away.."

"What happened? Where is this-!"

"Gah! S-stay away from m-me! I don't know who you are!"

"Did.. did you save me back there? Thanks.. I guess."

"I was passed out for that long?!"

"Help me up.. please help me up..."

"What happened to me anyways? I feel so lightheaded..."

"Am I in a hospital? I wasn't here before.."

"Where is everyone? How long was I gone?!"

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I'm mobile until Sunday! All replies will lack icons until I'm home that evening. Also, I start my new job Wednesday so I will no longer be on past one o'clock at night. Starting Monday.

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Why, in 2018, am I - let alone anyone else - still getting hate on my blog? I also got a slur earlier and I didn’t post the message nor track the IP because the person isn’t worth the effort. Blocked and done but this is pathetic. Really, really pathetic - how about getting a life and stop hating on other people you vile piece of garbage? 

Humanity, along with the RPC, needs to do a lot better than this or I’m packing up and leaving this pathetic website. I see less hate on R*dd*t and that’s saying something.

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imgenue:

Imogen had arrived to class early, excited about the possibilities that a theater class could entail. As students funneled in she made sure to sit in the middle of the class. A curly haired brunette, Fiona Coyne, had already tried to sit beside her but she declined and said someone else was going to be there shortly. It was a lie, but she didn’t want to be next to a princess.

She had decided to put her cellphone and ear phones away right when she heard another person ask for the seat next to her. With a sigh, she turned but quickly lost her nerve when she realized who it was who asked: Eli Goldsworthy. The boy she’d spent the better part of the year idolizing ( to a degree ) and stalking was right in front of her. “No, no, of course not!” The brunette quickly replied before grabbing her bag and shoving it to the ground. “It is ALL yours.”

Ms. Dawes then entered the room and made her way down to the front of the class. While their teacher set up, Imogen helped Eli by grabbing his stuff so that he could sit down more easily. She waited until he was situated before introducing herself. “I’m Imogen Moreno. Grade 11, obviously,” she noted before gesturing to her red shirt. Her curiosity got the best of her, keeping the boy from being able to say anything in response.

“Are you taking this class to fill something or do you actually LIKE the theater?” Imogen smirked, crossing her legs up onto her chair to get more comfortable. “I’m planning on trying out for the spring play. Whoever the lead female is, I want it.”

His rapid heartbeat slows down as he forces himself to remain calm. Eli's nervous around this girl; the young playwright isn't sure who she is but he's desperate to know more about her. The emerald hued young man sits quietly, twisting his silver skull ring with his thumb and index finger while thinking of what to say, but he knows he doesn't want to start with "So, I came over here because you remind me of my dead ex-girlfriend!". That wouldn't be a smooth move for him, at all, and he knew it. Deep down, telling her that, Eli knew it would be the end of a potential anything so he kept his mouth shut and enjoyed her beauty as he looked into her deep mahogany eyes. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Imogen.”

"Ah, yeah, I never would've guessed!" Eli spoke sarcastically but in a joking tone, hoping she wouldn't find his words offensive as he was trying to be friendly to the fellow thespian. Eli was also trying to keep his eyes up and locked on hers rather than anywhere else on her body; though she did have a great figure. "I love theatre! Unfortunately I have only seen a few productions in my years of having interest in it; but the writing aspect is more my thing. What about you? Is this an easy A or is this something completely new to you?" Eli adds, raising his eyebrows as he rests his chin on his fist to listen to her, as well as rest on the uncomfortable plastic chair provided by the school. Once he heard Imogen say she was planning on trying out for the spring play, he sat back in slight awe, and genuinely smiled for once. "Funny thing; I am hoping to write the play based on something I went through, not long ago. Maybe you could try out? That is, if Dawes selects my play for the school?" Eli inquires curiously. Hoping she'll agree though he knows he's feeling biased already and wants her to be talented enough to take on this role. "I could talk with you about it a little more over lunch, if you want?" Eli concludes as Dawes takes his attention, telling the class they had until Friday to submit any final draft copies for the spring play, if they were going to write for the theatrical production in the coming months.

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“Well, you coming?”

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colorful headcanons.

( send me a copic color for a headcanon )

frost blue: does your muse enjoy the snow and cold? or are they the type to enjoy summer more?

peacock blue: is your muse honest? what sorts of lies do they tell, if not?

lapis lazuli: does your muse prefer the idea of exploring the depths of the oceans, or the boundless expanses of space more?

reddish brass: how likely is your muse to step up and take the role of a leader? are they willing to take the challenge, or are they more apt to being a follower?

burnt umber: how stable is your muse, mentally and/or emotionally?

champagne: does your muse drink (alcohol)? are they a heavy drinker, if so?

tea orange: what is something that your muse is fascinated with?

malachite: has your muse ever done anything that they winded up feeling incredibly guilty for in the end?

olive: is your muse prone to feeling envious of others? if yes, what is it that they typically feel envious over?

vermillion: is your muse courageous, or would they consider themselves to be more of a coward?

coral: what is your muse’s romantic and sexual orientations?

bougainvillaea: would your muse consider themselves as blunt, or do they beat around the bush instead?

currant: what’s something that absolutely disgusts your muse (can be a person, place, thing, ect)?

crimson: how passionate is your muse about the things they love most?

raspberry: what food and/or drink can your muse not get enough of? do they indulge in it often, or is it something reserved for special occasions?

baby blossoms: does your muse have a favorite scent? what is it, and why?

mallow: what sorts of things might remind your muse of those close to them? any scents, objects, sounds?

aubergine: does your muse prefer the day, or are they more of a night-owl?

acacia: how much does it take for your muse to hate someone?

cadmium yellow: what subjects or topics does your muse avoid, because they bring up harmful / painful memories?

honey: when your muse loves someone (whether it be romantic, platonic, or familial love), how do they show it?

chartreuse: if you had to describe your muse with a color, what color would it be and why?

anise: when it comes to self-care, what does your muse do to take care of themselves? do they take care to spend time on it, or do they feel they don’t deserve it?

new leaf: what message would your muse send to their past self, if any?

moss: how easily does your muse adapt to any new situations they’re thrust into?

silk: does your muse care about appearances much? do they spend a lot of time on their own appearance, or do they just go with the flow each day?

sanguine: does your muse typically have an optimistic, pessimistic, or some middle ground outlook on life?

atoll: if your muse could go anywhere, without any restrictions whatsoever, where would they go? why would they go there?

cool grey: if your muse could ensure one thing for certain in their future to come, what would it be?

black: does your muse have a ‘bucket list?’ list some things your muse wants to accomplish before they die.

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Reblog if your blog is safe for trans followers.

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therapy / talking about trauma / post - trauma starters. feel free to change things as necessary. 

would you like to talk about it?

please tell me what’s bothering you.

hey, are you okay?

i don’t have to know everything. just what you’re comfortable telling me.

i’m your friend. of course i care.

there’s nothing bad about going to therapy.

would you like to try a different approach?

i – i didn’t know that. i’m sorry.

is this helping?

i’ll try not to ask a lot of questions.

i’m always here if you need me.

shh, it’s alright. shh. 

we’re safe now. you’re safe now.

it was just a nightmare.

sweetheart, you have to tell me these things.

you know i’d never judge you for that, right?

i’m worried about you.

is something going on? 

everything you say will just be between you and me.

what method do you prefer?

do you need help falling asleep?

anything i could do to help?

why are you like this?

i understand. 

sweetie, is there something you aren’t telling me? what’s wrong?

let’s get you cleaned up.

this is good. this is important. 

you’re healing, and healing takes time. 

we can do more tomorrow.

how about you get some sleep, hm?

bedtime.

it’s ok not to be ok.

tomorrow is another day.

hey, hey, hey. look at me, look at me. it’s okay.

breath in for seven seconds, exhale for eleven …

do you need some space?

remember, look for things that you can touch. ground yourself.

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I made an Adam Torres account too. He's at @videogamekid ! Go follow? I'm still working on him.