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PSA;; Aka, Why I’ve been Inactive:

Okay so, I know I owe at least ten replies by now, and I wanted to get things straight and explain the hold up real quick. Also, tell you that no, I’m not dead, and yes, I will be replying. Sometime. Soonish. Maybe. Just later okay? I’m in a bit of a tough time right now, recently having been told my dad died and today having had gone through his last things. There.. wasn’t much. I miss him, I didn’t get to spend as much time as I WISHED I could with him. He didn’t raise me, but I still loved him, and his loss hurts. When I’m not feeling nothing or depressed, I’m hiding and playing video games or calling my boyfriend. I’m pretty sure I’m still in denial, as I’ve only cried like three or four times so far, and honestly I’m hiding on skype. I’m good at hiding when I’m upset, but this time I’m not doing too well. When I’m bad at hiding my feelings, I tend to withdraw from people, stop talking to them altogether, or even just go silent for days on end. This isn’t just to explain to you all about what’s been going on, I can admit that much as of now. It’s also a coping thing, just.. writing it all down. Anyway, if you’re wanting to talk or something, you can just IM me, and if we’re mutual’s I can give my skype to you. If I don’t reply, well, it’s because I’m not sure what to say. I WILL get to whatever you say to me eventually though, as I have a habit of never leaving things left alone. I hope you all had nice days, and enjoy your night. Ttyl hopefully.

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Bart Allen, High Priest of the Judgmentally Impaired

Narration, Impulse #21.

Where is the lie.

(via keystone-city-speedster)

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reblog this if your muse is Not Straight

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If I follow you & don't roleplay with you...

100% chance is that I’m stalking your blog from afar, reading your roleplays, sending you anons, & wishing I could be one of the lucky people who write with you but AM JUST HIDING IN A CORNER TOO AFRAID TO SAY ANYTHING. 

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Happy Valentines;;

The sudden influx of objects flying through the air and towards Thad happens in an utter Flash. As they get closer it’s obvious they’re rather large ‘balloons’ filled with ‘water’. As the first hits the ground and brown spills out, it becomes obvious that it’s not just water in these, and that it’s not a balloon in the conventional sense of the word, instead a gooey mess. A condom. What is inside them? Well, coke. Perfectly good coke. Wasted in this little stunt. Tsk tsk tsk.

As the rain ceases, and Thad is hopefully hit at least ONCE, a card appears through the air and lands in front of him. The following words are written on it in scraggly scrawl, and obviously, the person who did this doesn’t seem to understand Valentines day in the least.

“I'm not sending you roses,        like the other guys might do.        I'm sending you this,        because it is special like you.”

@dementedspeedster

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"Yeah," he shrugged, "You just put it up the faucet, and then tie it off. And you're basically good to go. "

That grin is pure evil, in fact, at that very moment one can finally see the Thad in him. “You’re my new second favourite.” The first favourite happened to be a certain acrobat, but that’s besides the point. Either way, he’s sure Tim will understand, especially after this. 

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“No way!”

He will bite for this donut, he doesn’t care if Thad has more cooties than Kon does, he will do it.

“The WHOLE of it is still mine, Bart!” Thad struggles to get Bart the heck off of him. This donut was rightfully his. He licked it first after all! 

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“I didn’t think they were toys!” Huffing and looking to the side, Bart pouts.

“I was just gonna-” He stops himself right there. Admitting he was going to try and slap Thad someone with one wasn’t the best thing to do, especially to his grandpa.

“What are they really for anyway?” He says instead, trying to change the subject and hide his true idea.

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      “I’m sure you weren’t. I don’t want you playing condoms, Bart. They’re not toys. Understand?” He said, as he crossed his arms.

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"Did you know you can use condoms as water balloons? It's apparently a thing." (:p)

“Wait you CAN?! HOW!?”

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Accepting || send me your url and i’ll post 3-5 icons that sum up my muse’s feelings on yours.

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HAPPY FLASH APPRECIATION DAY

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Blowing a raspberry at Damian, Bart hunches his shoulders and frowns at nothing in particular. He didn’t mind that he’d been paired with Damian of all people to room with, not really. The problem for him was the fact that neither of them got to choose WHERE they’d be living. He’d have preferred staying over at Max’s place if he’s honest, or even pushing Wally to let him room with him, but no. Not a choice at all. He’s going to get Max’s place at some point though, it’s a plan. There is no way he’s letting anyone get it. A bit overprotective sure, but he knows Max wouldn’t have wanted the place to be on the market endlessly and-

Blinking as he finally hears what Damian said, a grin perks across his lips before he blurs into motion. He indeed begins to unpack, as well as bring all the rest of their stuff up to the apartment too. What? It’s nighttime. He did check to see if anyone was looking too!

“So what did you want anyway? That they denied I mean.” He asks as he finally finishes, skidding to a stop in front of Damian.

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Continued from XX

“Suited to me? I disagree. This is far below me, so I’m about as happy as you are.” It wasn’t his idea to pick this place. The “justice league board members”, aka his father and the original members, had chosen this spot for them. 

“What do you expect to do? Run around the apartment? If you’re going to do that, then go ahead and unpack while you’re at it.”

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Been a bit busy and really only mobile or tumblr lately. This is my kik if any of you wanna chat or rp mobile! Just wanted to throw it out there for you all!!

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  So, once upon a time, I hit 500 and promised I would do a huge giveaway - but I just wasn’t feeling it. I had a lot going on personally and it was a mess.    but now things are better and I am ready to get back into the icon/theme making game ( right as I hit 600! - Thank you all ! )

      10 winners will be drawn at random & here are the prizes:

One person will win a set of 206 icons ( 2 faceclaims min / icons plain or decorated )

Two people will win a set of 106 icons ( 2 faceclaims min / icons plain or decorated )

Three people will win a set of 66 icons. ( 1 faceclaim min / icons plain or decorated )

Four people will win custom made themes. ( I can include update tabs and all that fancy shmancy stuff. just look at my theme if you need an example. ) 

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I’m never doing this again and will probably delete later but- Mun face. Pff. It’s honestly a snapchat from this morning that I sent to my friends.

TW: My face.