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update: maybe an oc. but then i fear releasing one into the indie world. y’all are tough to integrate into!! and wow all of the other fandoms i could make a character for are so small. so small. man i remember the good ole days of ouat group rps but when they were quality. when there was really just the one curse and the one broken curse? quality shit. 

i…. think i’m going to like scrap bluebeard altogether. like maybe start over from square one. OR maybe a new character in general. idk murdering bastard just isn’t my squeeze. hence my great difficulty. i just?? what’s the point of him??? me@blue: ur the worst.

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i.... think i’m going to like scrap bluebeard altogether. like maybe start over from square one. OR maybe a new character in general. idk murdering bastard just isn’t my squeeze. hence my great difficulty. i just?? what’s the point of him??? me@blue: ur the worst.

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@ labarbebleue *TACKLES* welcome back friend!!!!

d a n i <3 u kno i’m only going to be around for approximately 0.37 more seconds and poof i am gone again

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warsan vs melancholy (the seven stages of grief) | the poetry sentence meme

warsan shire is a kenyan-born somali writer, poet, editor, and teacher.  you may know her as the woman whose poetry was adapted into beyonce’s visual album, lemonade.   i am using snippets of her poetry EP “warsan vs melancholy (the seven stages of grief)” which can be found here (the link redirects to a bandcamp page).  last time on our poetry sentence meme series, we used warsan shire’s poem “34 excuses for why we failed at love” which you can find here.  

feel free to change pronouns, punctuation, words, etc., as needed to make these prompts make sense—and please be sure to look up her work if you think it sounds as divine as i do!!!   –  LIZZY

the unbearable weight of staying (the end of the relationship)

❛ i don’t know when love became elusive. what i know, is that no one i know has it. ❜

❛ i think of lovers as trees, growing to and from one another, searching for the same light. ❜

❛ this is all i know how to do: carry loss around until i begin to resemble every bad memory, every terrible fear, every nightmare anyone has ever had. ❜

❛ did you ever love me? ❜

❛ of course, of course. ❜

❛ are you made of steel?  are you made of iron? ❜

❛ i need someone who knows how to stay. ❜

dear moon (the distraction)

❛ you cold, unimaginable thing. ❜ 

how to wear your mothers lipstick (the desperation)

❛ your mother is a woman and women like her cannot be contained. ❜

❛ you look nothing like your mother. ❜

❛ you look everything like your mother. ❜

❛ i thought i told you to stop calling me. ❜

❛ you taste like years of being alone. ❜

questions for the woman i was last night (the honest conversation)

❛ how far have you walked for men who’ve never held your feet in their laps? ❜

❛ how often have you bartered with bone, only to sell yourself short? ❜

❛ why do you find the unavailable so alluring? ❜

❛ where did it begin? what went wrong? ❜

❛ who made you feel so worthless? ❜

❛ if they wanted you, wouldn’t they have chosen you? ❜

❛ all this time, you were begging for love silently, thinking they couldn’t hear you, but they smelt it on you. you must have known they could taste the desperate on your skin. ❜

❛ and what about the others? that would do everything for you? ❜

❛ why did you make them love you until you could not stand it? ❜

❛ how are you both these women, both flighty and needful? ❜

❛ where did you learn this, to want what does not want you? ❜

❛ where did you learn this, to leave those that want to stay? ❜

i think i know what we did wrong (the realization)

❛ we loved like two people who did not know god. ❜

❛ what a shame. ❜

for women who are difficult to love (the affirmation)

❛ i could never leave you, forget you, want anything but you. ❜

❛ you dizzy me; you are unbearable. ❜

❛ every woman before or after you is doused in your name. ❜

❛ you fill my mouth. my teeth ache with the memory of taste. ❜

❛ my body is just a long shadow seeking yours. ❜

❛ you are always too intense, frightening in the way that you want me. ❜

❛ no man can live up to the one who lives in your head. ❜

❛ so what did you want to do, love? split his head open? ❜

❛ you can’t make homes out of human beings. someone should have��already told you that. ❜

❛ if he wants to leave, then let him leave. ❜

❛ you are terrifying and strange and beautiful. something not everyone knows how to love. ❜

(the prayer)

❛ (dear god), if it will keep my heart soft, break my heart every day. ❜

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how did this blog gain like 8 followers on the same day when i haven’t been on this blog (again, s h o c k e r) in like half a year or something ??

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today is my bday and i am ill, pass it on.

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tdl //  --replies !!!! (i owe a bunch i am so so so sorry) --ask meme responses (also owe a bunch !!!! i have not forgotten) 

currently //  --sick (i told everyone to be well, but i didn’t tell myself that lmao why@god) --off for the next day and a half 

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when you have a day with a bunch of stupid mistakes made by yours truly, it makes you sort of feel like an idiot. SO on that note, i’m going to watch Victoria, eat some dinner, and not do anything at all. 

message me if you need me or want to chat !! 

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                     - - - DO YOU PRACTICE SAFE HEX ??

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KNOWING YOUR PARTNER WELL CAN POTENTIALLY MAKE WRITING TOGETHER A LOT EASIER.

1. BASICS

NAME: Sarah c:

PRONOUNS: I use she && her pronouns, thank you !

SEXUALITY:  Heterosexual/ idek anymore ! But I do feel far more aromantic??? 

ZODIAC SIGN: Aquarius.

TAKEN OR SINGLE: Single, perpetually and blessed.

THREE FACTS:

1) I work ALL the time. All the time. Seriously. 

2) I graduated in 2014 and had my doctorate at 24 !! 

3) I have four dogs. Why four? I honestly don’t even know how it happened. I call myself Snow White from time to time, they just flock to me. Or my food, it’s probably the food. Wow that’s so sad, unconditional love my ass. 

2. EXPERIENCE

HOW LONG (MONTHS / YEARS?): Uhm, maybe five years? 

PLATFORMS YOU’VE USED: Tumblr, Forums, Gmail, Discord

BEST EXPERIENCE: Tumblr, it’s where I became really comfortable at and where I prefer! But I’ve also enjoyed my experiences with forums, small though they were (the experiences, not the forums). 

3. MUSE PREFERENCES

FEMALE OR MALE: I started with females and then gradually had basically all males for the longest time. I’ve slowly gotten more muse for my females but, for whatever reason, I still prefer playing males. Beats me!

MULTI OR SINGLE: Multi, definitely. With Bluebeard being a fairy tale, and an obscure one at that, I have a lot of leeway in what or who he’s up to. 

4. WRITING PREFERENCES

FLUFF, ANGST OR SMUT: A n g s t. Pls, pls. It’s my favorite thing, the soul gripping anxiety filled threads that make you just want to jump in and soothe the ache?? That’s my blackberry jam, tbh. I like fluff to break it up though, because honestly sometimes there’s 'this is good’ and then there’s ‘whoa there, way too much’. I don’t really do smut unless I’m super comfortable with my partner. 

PLOTS OR MEMES: I am far too into memes, wow. But I also really enjoy plotting with people !! Also-- if this ever happens, where I’m kind of like ‘uhh’ about a plot, sometimes it’s because I don’t want to scare you off with where my mind goes! 

LONG OR SHORT REPLIES: I used to hate, I mean absolutely hate long replies -- but we are talking about a time before indie. You know, in those trash rps ( confession time !! my first rp was an hp disney crossover. oh boy. if you know what dreamhouse is, come at me !!). Anywho, I like both, actually! I like starting out with one liners that can quickly grow once we figure out what the heck is going on. And I also love long replies for a plotted out thread. 

BEST TIME TO WRITE: Night, so much night. I mean, honestly the only time I will RP in the daytime (and I consider this to be anytime past 6 AM) is if I haven’t even gone to bed yet. And if that’s the case... god help my sleep schedule. 

ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSE(S): uHM absolutely not!! granted, i do enjoy the finer things in life and love me some material possessions. But that is it, sir! 

Tagged by - gently borrowed ( thank you ! ) from @fcrestmaiden

Tagging - @chiiiaroscuro , @revvupyourharley , @maskedambition , @porticosdaughter , @ofcreatures and anyone else !

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( LABARBEBLEUE. )

           It was a life she could have gotten used to. One she was rather fond of – though it had taken her DECADES to have even reached this point. A hard life had taken a number on the she-elf, though she SELDOM thought of the Olden Days and the pain she once had felt.            Perhaps a lot of this had to do with the FRIEND she had made – by chance, or by fate. Whichever the cause, Tauriel was grateful for his companionship. It had taken her so long, but now she began to trust in the race of Men; even if it all started with only one Man who happened to be a forest dweller, much like herself.            She had been collecting the roots of herbs near the home she made ( which was really a hollowed out tree trunk, wide and large enough for her to live in ) – when she noticed a change in the air. Glancing up to the sky, she watched as the birds of the trees began to fly away rather quickly; and how DARKENED clouds began to roll over, causing the bright and cheerful ambience of her home to DIMINISH.

           She returned quickly to her home, though as she neared the great tree, she took notice to the Man she befriended. ❝ Týr – do you see this? Can you SENSE the change? Something is not right; not right at all. ❞

On the run for so long that Týr was not even sure if he WAS anymore, to tell the truth. Running, that is. A hermit, he preferred the gentle hush of a canopied forest to that of the loud towns and watchful stares of his fellow Men. Now he remained settled in a one room cabin built with his own two hands and a handful of clothes to his name. 

               He was not proud of the man he left behind, but that man ( and his name ) were forsaken. The chaos long behind him and best left for another time. He had not breathed a word of any of it, not even to his woodland friend. 

A stillness to the air had him pause in his chopping, the logs laid absentmindedly beside him. A chill descended then, the sky growing darker and more ominous -- this was the first in such an apparent sign but Týr had had his fair share of troubles even up to that point. 

         Rabbits and doe with a touch of sickness to their flesh, the way the forest grew quiet even when it should yell with its call of life. “Aye. What do you make of it?” Mouth tense and jaw clenched, he leaned against the handle of his ax, staring up at the sky. The feeling was mutual, the change palpable and unwelcome. 

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Reblog if your muse is a Terrible Person™

but they still expect everyone to love them wow what an asshole

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S   a   y        y   e   s   .   .   .                                                              Y  E  S .

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Into The Badlands

All quotes taken from Season One.

“Nobody is innocent here.” “They’re my family.” “Your future has begun.” “Let’s see what he’s made of.” “I’m beyond jealousy at this point.” “He’s stronger than you think.” “I have always protected him.” “Don’t pretend it doesn’t hurt. I know it does.” “I’m pregnant.” “I need the truth.” “I should kill you where you stand.” “I never had a choice. Now you do.” “If I came here to kill you, we wouldn’t be talking.” “Come back. Let’s start over.” “You make a habit of spying on people?” “You stink.” “There’s nothing special about me.” “I am trying to save her life.” “An enemy is anyone I name.” “You can never outrun who you are.” “We need to send a message.” “No one comes after my family.” “We both know I was doing you a favor.” “I am not the enemy.” “I understand more than you think.” “You wanted to fight. Now fight.” “You underestimate your enemy in a battle; odds are you won’t live to see another.” “I’ll have to find a proper way to repay you.” “I’d rather have you hate me for the rest of your life than stand over your grave.” “Do you really have such little faith in me?” “This particular tradition is one I think we should change.” “Why would we cater to a group of rivals that wish us dead?” “Focus. Fight through it. Don’t let it control you.” “I don’t think of her that way.” “Did you even know I was gone?” “Don’t compare me to her!” “You think going to a new place will change who you are?” “I pulled myself up. No one helped me.” “Lead them.” “Why the sudden burst of curiosity?” “I’m finally seeing things clearer. Realizing who I can count on and who I can’t.” “You didn’t come here to reminisce about the bad old days.” “Your resting state is war.” “We could run away together.” “It’s always gonna be me and you. I will be by your side when the wolves reach our door, howling for your blood.” “Don’t do this. I’m innocent!” “You really are a stupid, petulant boy, aren’t you?” “We have a traitor in our midst.” “I have no reason to hurt you. In fact, we both want the same thing.” “I have nowhere else to go.” “You don’t fix it by running. You fix it by fighting.” “Because he’s arrogant and old.” “You decide your own future.” “You always told me power is taken. Well, I finally listened.” “The journey has just begun.”

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