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Why We Don’t RP:

ϟ - your writing intimidates me ☽ - you don’t seem interested in me/my character ✘ - I approached you once and it didn’t go anywhere ✧ - I can’t think of a way for our characters to interact ☀ - I don’t like any of your verses ❧ - I want to someday but I’m too busy right now ☹ - I think you’re overpowering/judgemental/demanding ☂ - you write too much/too fast and I don’t think I can keep up ❀ - you write with another version(s) of my character already ❤ - I want to ship our characters but you don’t list them as a ship ♠ - we did once and I embarrassed myself; now I’m too shy to try again ✂ - we started plotting but I forgot to reply and it’s been too long ✄ - we started plotting but you forgot to reply and it’s been too long ☼ - I can’t find your rules/about/verses/etc. ✎ - other reason (please define)

Feel free to use anon or not!

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About to start biting people

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magicalbruiser‌:

This was wrong. Something about this set Mal’s skin a ablaze with a tingling unease. You’d think the guy had seen her only a week ago to be this laid back.

“Do you…wanna see him?” If she supervised, it should be fine…though every instinct in her body screamed at her to send him away, to lie and tell him Reina wasn’t here and bail without so much as a 30 day notice, it was Reina’s baggage, not hers. It wasn’t really her place to decide how best to handle the situation. 

“I-I...”

There was fear in her voice, as memories came flooding to the front of her mind, images she tried to suppress and ignore. For an instant, in front of Mal no longer stood the cranky, paranoid roommate she’d known since high school. Instead, a meek, frightened child took her place, holding herself tightly as she grappled with the cold, twisting feeling in her stomach.

Inwardly, the argued with herself--for years she’d tried to convince her parents, authorities, countless therapists that Zach was alive. But now that the proof stood right outside of her apartment, the weight was almost unbearable for her.

Even so, at least one thing managed to keep her grounded, and without a thought, Reina reached out to clasp her fingers in the fabric of Mal’s shirt, looking up for reassurance.

“C-come with me?” she squeaked, heart racing but finding the smallest bit of peace with her friend at her side. “Just...just in case. There’s plenty of Magicals that can make illusions o-or things to that effect. Right?” Not that she knew who could possibly dream up Reina’s brother of all people, but it was her caution that got her this far. Or something like that.

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magicalbruiser‌:

Mal’s face became the picture of confusion. Reina didn’t talk much about family anyway, but she didn’t even know she had siblings. The way she had siblings. And while with anyone else Mal could dismiss it as a careless lie, just looking at him was a challenge to that assertion.

“Hm…I’ll see if she’s in, think she might have a late class.” She lied, biting the inside of her cheek thoughtfully as she considered what might have drove Reina to keep this from her, assuming it true. 

No need to think on it, she thought. Ask her yourself. And so Mal reached back to open the door as she backed into it, gracing her guest with a quick “be right back” and quickly closing the door behind her before making her way down to Reina’s room. 

“Rei? Not that it’s my business but why didn’t you tell me you had a brother?” She asked as she approached the door to her bedroom. 

Zach simply continued to smile, letting Mal slip away without a word. He didn’t appear to be in any rush at a glance, though he’d stuffed both hands into the pockets of his sweatpants to hide the way his hand clenched and unclenched.

While this went on, however, Reina was sat fixated on her second monitor. The screen displayed footage from the security feed at the door, with Zach’s face displayed prominently. Reina had bitten into her knuckles watching the exchange, to the point that she’d managed to break the skin enough to bleed. Not that she noticed, eyes flicking between Zach and a photo that had been hastily grabbed from a locked drawer.

Mal’s voice was enough to startle her back into reality, turning with such force she almost fell from her chair. But her question at least confirmed this wasn’t some stress-induced hallucination--he really was standing outside of her door, as if he’d been living next door this whole time.

“I...n-no one...” she inhaled deeply, eyes flicking back to the screen, seeing a pair that mirrored her own staring straight into the camera. “...no one...believed me...th-they kept telling me he was dead--that it’d been too long...”

Reina’s eyes pricked with tears, looking back up at her friend as she stood on trembling legs. “Zach’s been missing...for twelve years.”

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magicalbruiser‌:

Mal maintained a skeptical countenance, her brow drawing down further at the mention of Reina. She feigned a yawn, throwing in a stretch for good measure as she spoke. “No prob, it was about time for me to cook dinner anyway.”

“Zach huh? How’d you say you knew Reina again?”  She knew full well he said no such thing, but he wasn’t  about to spotlight her location to any random passerby. Hopefully though, sounding as though she was roused from a nap would at least keep the tension light.  

There was a slight pause in the air from her question, but it was dashed away by an equally tired sounding hum as Zach considered it.

“Huh...did I...?” He laughed again, shrugging softly. “Well, it’s not like she won’t tell you the same when she sees me, anyway.” Zach ran a hand through his hair, appearing almost bashful about what he was going to say.

“I’m her older brother, actually.” He grinned, before pointing a pair of fingers at his eyes. “We, uh, have a bit of a resemblance, so I’ve been told? Of course, she’s always managed to be the prettier one of us, so I get the misunderstanding.”

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magicalbruiser‌:

Now who could that be this late in the evening?  Certainly not anyone Mal knew–well, not anyone that she’d want to see, anyways. She rolled out of bed, contemplating whether it might be Honey delivering another reprimand from up top for her previous mission performance, or the landlord complaining about her roommate’s rather…she’d charitably call it “passionate”…gaming sessions. 

Opening the door, however revealed a baffling sight to say the least.  The man was practically Reina, if Reina was taller, shaggier, more sleep deprived, and a man. Regarding him curiously, Mal decided to assert herself, stepping forward and closing the door behind her, forcing the stranger to either take a step back or share an uncomfortable spate of close quarters eye contact. 

“…Need somethin’?” 

She wasn’t sure what else to say. The guy felt off somehow but she couldn’t well tell him to fuck off without knowing what it is he was after.

There was a mild look of surprise as the young man took a few steps back, though it was quickly replaced by a tired smile. He scanned Mal from top to bottom, his thoughts unreadable before finally speaking up.

“Hey...” His voice had a bit of a rasp to it, the tone low and almost unassuming in its own right. “Sorry for botherin’ ya. I was uh...wondering if someone by the name of Reina De La Fuente lived here? I was told I might find her in this apartment.”

There was a few moments of hesitation, before a choked laugh escaped, and he offered his hand to Mal. “Sorry, sorry, I forget my manners sometimes--I’m Zach. If the old lady downstairs is to be believed, I take it you’re Mal, right?”

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It was late afternoon, just as the warming sun was settling in the horizon, leaving the soft chill of an early spring evening in its wake. The apartment complex was filled with the sounds of its residents calming down for the evening--mothers and fathers calling in laughing children, older generations locking their doors before sitting for dinner or in front of dull televisions. 

It certainly wasn’t a time for your normal visitor to make an appearance, but especially not to the apartment whose door nestled comfortable at the end of the hall.

The knock itself was slow but deliberate, made by an individual who stood so close to the door, that the peephole could only witness a pair of mismatched eyes staring back. Green and blue, both dulled, with heavy bags underneath and a redness to the eyes that suggested the person either indulged or rarely saw sleep.

Still, an answer was needed, and the smallest of the two women within lay frozen in her room.

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fearganbunaidh‌:

decoderfrog replied to your post: “…Do you ever just wanna be… mashed potatoes?”

“No, the superior form of potatoes are tater tots. Preferably oven baked.”

“I suppose at your size, that’s the best you could do, huh?” SHOTS FIRED, WOW.

“....”

“You crave destruction, I see.”

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PSA: Tumblr has introduced a hot garbage layout on everyone.

I will now be walking you through how to get back the old layout.

Step One: Download X-kit

Step Two: Install the extension for Firefox or Chrome

Step three: Go into settings

Step Four: Go to Dashboard

Step Five: Select use the old dashboard

Note: You will not have this option if you do not have x-kit installed.

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𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐞 !

    do   you   want   a   certain   kind   of   ship   with   my   muse  ?   check   out   the   key   below   &   send   me   a   symbol   to   tell   me   what   kind   of   ship   you   want   !     note  :    my   muse   =   blog   owner’s   muse     /     your   muse   =   sender’s   muses

romantic relationships !

💘  friends to lovers ❣️  enemies to lovers 💜  love at first sight 💙  slow burn 💚  skinny love 💔  exes to lovers again 🖤  on again , off again

familial relationships !

🌼  older sibling 🌺  younger sibling 👭  twins 🌻  friends like siblings 🍃  cousins 🌵  parental

friend relationships !

☀️   best friends 🌦   enemies to friends 🌈   friends since childhood  ⛅️  friends of circumstance  ☁️  school friends  🌩  friends from traumatic experiences

enemy relationships !

🔪   friends to enemies 💣   stole something from my muse 🔦   stole something from your muse ��   bullied my muse 🔫   bullied your muse ⚔️   family feud 🛠   fueds between mutual friends ❌   guilty by association

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Say hi to Tia, my latest muse and new addition to the world of Magicals between me and my wife. Feel free to check her out!

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Soft Jock x Bastard Nerd is an underrated dynamic change my mind

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Magical Aliases: The Soldier

Citizen ID: Currently unknown

An extremely dangerous, unregistered Magical. His identity is unknown, having only been noticed within the last five years. From those who have survived contact with The Soldier, his abilities are described to producing and controlling nuclear radiation.

Since his first appearance, he’s been documented as being sighted in large cities across the globe for up to fourteen days. Upon the final day, he will ignite a nuclear explosion in the heart of the city, destroying everything within a 50-mile radius, and leaving behind significant radiation damage that is still being dealt with today. His objective is unknown, and to date he has decimated a total of 4 cities since his appearance.

Citizens are instructed to vacate the area and contact local officials immediately if they encounter The Soldier. Magicals of all divisions are instructed to kill on sight.

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your muse as a child vs your muse now

Tagged by: Stole it~

Tagging: You, you right there

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“So I suddenly got a bunch of follows after making that post about my crush problem, and I don’t know if I should be concerned or if that’s just a weird coincidence.”

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fearganbunaidh‌:

“Wow, that’s gotta be miserable.” A shining example right here.

“...”

“...yea. It’s a fucking nightmare.”