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[floydsglasses]

COLOR CODED- DAGGER EDTION

The Dagger's and the color of their personlity according to Empoweredbycolor and Pintrest

Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw- 𝙄𝙉𝘿𝙄𝙂𝙊

Someone who is Indigo is Selfless, Introspective, Encouraging, Insightful, Responsible. They tend to look for the past while they are planning for the future. They love to stick to traditions. They are You are conscientious and reliable,Someone to have around in a crisis.

Like to be show off's in their lives, a flair for the dramatics are intuitive and perceptive, relying on intuition rather than gut feelingOn the opposite side, Indigo can be. Inconsiderate, Depressed, Fearful, Judgmental, Self Righteous

Jake "Hangman" Seresin - 𝙍𝙀𝘿

Someone who is red can be described as Attention-Getting, Assertive, Confident, Courageous, Strong. Those who are Red tend to be impulsive, count to ten and they are already gone. Always in a hurry, wanting to do everything right now. They have a strong will to alway's prove themsleves, passionate, even in their relationships, which can be intimidating. Are always active and are Hard workers and do not procrastinate. Though this does not mean they are a Good Boss. They are often respected by others, usually center of attention, like the brightness of Red they have a bright ego.

The down side of red they can be, Domineering, Over-bearing, Tiring, Intolerant, Rebellious

Natasha "Phoenix" Trace- 𝙎𝙄𝙇𝙑𝙀𝙍

Someone who is Silver is Soothing, Dignity, Glamour, Self Control, Responsible, Organized, Feminine Energy. Those who are Silver will be open to trying new things and new opportunities that are presented, Change does not frighten them infact they welcome it. They tend to have a good sense of self control and are good desion makers.

Though Silver is brought, it can be dark with traits such as, Rigid, Negative, Neutral, Indecisive, Insincere, Deceptive

Robert "Bob" Floyd - 𝘽𝙇𝙐𝙀

Someone who is Blue is Caring, Peaceful,Reliable, Responsible, Loyal, Trustworthy. Those who are blue usually think before they speak, known for being introverted. They live by their hearts, always putting others needs before their own. They keep a close circle of friends, can be emotional and aware of others feelings. They are trustworthy and honest, can make good friends or partner.

Despite their sensitive nature, blue can be dark. They can be Rigid, Superstitious, Sad, Emotionally Unstable, Unforgiving, Weak

Mickey "Fanboy" Garcia- 𝙂𝙍𝙀𝙀𝙉

Someone who is Green is, Tactful, Reliable, Loyal, Down To Earth, Generous, Sociable. They are the kind of person who know what to say in sticky situations. They process information very quickly and love to learn. They love group actives and being involved with their community. They Will alway's love to listen to you, and they have desire to loved.

Just like the color sake they can be Envious, Possessive, Materialistic, Over Cautious, Greedy

Rueben "Payback" Fitch- 𝙊𝙍𝘼𝙉𝙂𝙀

Someone who is Orange is Sociable, Optimistic, Enthusiastic, Cheerful, Warm Hearted. They thrive on human social contact and social gatherings. Can be very competitive and adventurous. They are light hearted and love making people happy.

Even with the brightness of the orange, it will alway's set as with Orange comes, Insincere, Dependent, Over-Bearing, Self-indulgent, Pessimistic.

Javy "Coyote" Machado- 𝙋𝙐𝙍𝙋𝙇𝙀

Someone who is Purple is, Unlimited, Creative, Humanitarian, Intuitive, Selfless. Those who are Purple are known for their compassion and care for people. They are a gentle and free spirt. They are do not ask much in return except friendship. They are known for their Charismatic, alluring energy. Often looking at the world with rose colored glasses. They are good judge's of character.

Even the allure of their charming purple can be dangerous as they can be, Immature, ,Cynical, Fraudulent, Arrogant, Selfish, Self Indulgent

[rainbowrenjun]

TEN — BIRTHDAY (2022)

[mechanomorphic]

yanno after modding my 3ds i was filled with too much confidence. why is modding a switch Like That

[jackietracks]

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here have a joke that’ll probably only be funny to a small handful of people

[mirai-desu]

I no longer have the old post editor for reblogs. RIP old friend. 🫡 And my apologies because I can no longer schedule posts the way I used to (copying and pasting the date) so chaos is about to happen with my queue

[quillandrapier]

I hate marvel, all my homies hate marvel

[pokebloggingnetwork]

@scizorfilms

CHARACTER

Name: Sera Pronouns: She/They Age: 25-ish Occupation: Film Editor Assistant Pokemon: Kecleon, Porygon2 Current Region: Unova

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Name/Nickname: Izzy Follows From: @alqemizzy Pronouns/Terms of Address: She/They Adult or Minor?: Adult

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Links: Pinned Post, Meet The Team

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Account Does RP?: nope.

[primrosekisse]

Writing isn’t my problem (well most of it), editing is

[weiss-royal-schnee]

Love co writing with my best friend cause she will leave the funniest notes on the shared docs like:

[BLAH BLAH BULLSHIT, SOME FLAVOR TEXT ABOUT THE MINGLING]

REMEMBER WRITE SHIT HERE

[ninjadeathmedia]

Edited in Premiere pro

[hipsofsteel]

69 for ColCa, 21 for Rusty & Kitty and 5 for Chris & Evelyn :]

Well, my beloved, either you picked awful numbers, or I have awful taste in music (unlikely for the Cyrano soundtrack features heavily on my Wrapped this year), because #69 is Mongolian rock music, #21 actually will work for that ship but not in a fun way, and #5 is the song I use to try to calm down my dog whenever the concept of wind gives her anxiety.

Anyhow, everyone whose old enough to remember when this was a Hetalia state OC blog, watch me return to my embarrassing ways.

Also, my most beautiful dearest... Tumblr has FUCKED their post editing and I really despise doing THREE of these fuckers in ONE ask. Goddamn NIGHTMARE post.

This ask is in reply to

#69, Carson and Roberto

"I'll pick #69 for the horniest characters," Katie thought. "Surely the funny number will correspond with a song that's worthy of the number." And then Jess looked at her playlist and found Mongolian rock music. Which was good music, but FREAKING HARD to adapt for these characters.

Absolutely no warnings for this, but the others will feature content warnings of a sort.

*

"What on earth are you listening too?" Carson asked as Roberto was at his desk in the living room, editing a movie script and actually wearing his reading glasses for once.

"Music." Roberto answered, chewing on the end of his pen. A habit he'd developed when he quit smoking.

"I can tell that." Carson deposited the decaf coffee next to his significant other, before taking a sip from his bottle of beer. "But where the heck is it from?"

"Mongolia." Roberto answered. "Bev sent me the album, said 'it fucks severely'. And she was right, it does."

Carson bit back a chuckle. "Of course she did. Is that script even set in Asia?"

"The vibes I need to edit does not have to match the vibes of the screenplay."

"Doesn't answer my question."

Roberto doesn't even glance at him, making a few quick edits and then frowning at something. Carson could have sworn he heard Roberto mutter well that's just a little too cliche for me even as he scribbled something out. Carson just watched him work, and sighed, settling down on the couch with his beer. Roberto's dogs were already fast asleep in their beds.

In a little while, he'd drag him off to bed. But for now, he'd just listen to this music with Roberto, and wonder if that script was set anywhere near Mongolia.

*

#21, Rusty and Kitty

Well. Sure this won't be sad/dark/SOMETHING EMOTIONAL.

Quick Author's note: This is set sometime in the late 1800s, North Carolina, and contains some allusions period typical racial violence. However, the characters, being capable of resurrection, do more violence in revenge. So you're warned in advance.

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The problems always began when the area they'd managed to eek away a safe place to live in became too settled. When more people came, and asked questions about why a black woman and a white man were living together. Of course, Rusty knew that if the situation were reversed, it would be far worse. But still...

Here he and Kitty were, resurrecting in the ashes of their burned cabin. It wasn't the first time, and it wouldn't be the last. Slowly, he got up, and went looking for their stash.

The spare clothes, food and water, and the weapons were out by the time Kitty stirred. Rusty helped her clean up and get dressed before he worried too much about himself. But once they were both done, they looked at each other with tired eyes.

When they'd come home after re-admittance to the Union, they'd both prayed things would get better. But as Reconstruction had faded away, they'd watched it all go to hell again. Rusty didn't even have to ask Kitty, tossing her a fully loaded pistol and a rifle with a bayonet already affixed.

They didn't speak. No banter of Yellowhammer or Tar Heel. Kitty simply crested the slight hill to look down on the town, and when Rusty joined her, she pointed out the houses of each of the men who'd burned down their home. Tired green eyes met exhausted brown ones, and they sat down, recovering and waiting.

And when night had fallen again, when the town was silent and still with sleep, they went down.

They stayed at each other's backs as they broke down doors and walked into bedrooms. As they shot their way through men who had shot them. They only killed the ones who'd been involved, leaving the others in each family behind.

And in the morning, they were somewhere in the mountains, sitting on stolen horses, and nursing cups of coffee with reloaded pistols.

Others in the north could preach about peace. Of a house divided reuniting. But the North, the Union, had abandoned them.

Alabama took North Carolina's hand as she walked them further south. They'd take shelter in Ashton's home for a while. South Carolina would have probably have heard of the murders by the time they got there, but he wouldn't turn out his sister, or Rusty. He'd frown, and quietly let them in.

Violence answered violence. And as long as justice was not served in this country, Rusty and Kitty, along with all the other states, would have blood on their names.

*

#5, Chris and Evelyn

Not much to work with from a calming, instrumental piece, so I used the title more as the prompt than anything else.

Quick Author's notes: Nothing too serious in this one, but there are some musings on death, so be warned.

*

They're sitting on the porch of Christopher's home in Wallowa county as the last light of the summer day fades into the night. The insects are singing, and the wind is whispering all around them. Both have Pendleton blankets across their laps, just existing in a peaceful silence.

And then, Chris speaks.

"How do you think it'll be when we die a permanent death? Do you think it'll be violent? Or will we just go to sleep? And- will we leave behind any signs we lived at all?"

Evelyn blinks, startled out of her silent reverie. "Well. How long have you been sitting on that one?"

"A bit." Chris admits, looking out at his horses. "I guess it's mostly in the abstract, but the succession movements always bring it to mind."

Ah, this was about Greater Idaho. Fifty years ago, it was about the State of Jefferson. Ten years ago, it was about Cascadia. Chris and Beverly constantly remembering that if they became too fractured, one or both of them might fall.

"Maybe it'll be violent. But I think we'll just- just disappear." She looked towards the softly colored sky, still clothed in dusk rather than night. "People will know we existed. We'll leave behind some sort of legacy."

Chris looked doubtful on that. She knew why. He'd watched languages and people die, while the conquerors tried to pretend they'd never existed at all. She took his hand.

"If something happened to you, and I was still around, I'd make sure you were remembered. Adam would. Clark would. We all would. I promise you won't just disappear.

He nodded, giving her a grateful look without looking directly at her. As their hands fell apart from each other, she heard him whisper.

"I'd do the same if anything happened to you."

[fxckingspxctacular]

INBOX || @mvsicinthedvrk

"♫ 30 for trevor and wei wuxian"

#30 - Get Stoned by Hinder

Trevor Grant x Wei Wuxian

Trevor bent into his car to retrieve the business card for his LGBTQIA+ youth centre. Mostly they dealt with LGBTQIA+ youth that needed a place to go, he helped to ensure they found safe homes as a social worker. Of course, that wasn't all the centre did. They had multiple groups for people having a hard time, amongst other things. He smiles at the stranger gently, offering the card to them with nothing but a genuine shine in his eyes.

"Don't count me out, I can handle all the baggage that you're carrying."

[st2r-b0y]

If I could edit it would be over for y’all 🙏🏾

I have so many ideas yall I would be UNSTOPPABLE

[jamlabs]

Writing for wiki projects sometimes means going through every page and taking a hammer to a billion run on sentences

[ryan-waddell11]

SOMEONE PLEASE HIRE ME TO WORK ON THEIR TV SHOW OR MOVIE. I WILL GET YOU COFFEE, LUNCH, WHATEVER YOU NEED JUST FOR EXPERIENCE

[floydsglasses]

Does anyone have a link to a Rhett Abbott scene pack so I don't have to screen record individual scenes on YouTube?