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[redemn]

HAPPY BIRF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

YIPPEE !!! thank you friend for this message !!! i appreciate you so much and i hope you are having a wonderful day . thanks for making my day wonderful as well . x

╰ ゜KAT'S 28TH .  /  𝚋-𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 .

[thehollyverse]

@facesblind asked: ✧ and last one from the love of holly's life, mira or whatever i named her in our verses c:

I would kill you. ✧ I would physically hurt you. ✧ I would attack you unprovoked. ✧ I would manipulate you. ✧ I dislike you. ✧ You annoy me. ✧ You scare me. ✧ You intimidate me. ✧ I hope I intimidate you. ✧ I pity you. ✧ You disgust me. ✧ I hate you. ✧ I’m indifferent toward you. ✧ I’d like to get to know you better. ✧   I’d like to spend more time with you. ✧ I’d like to be friends with you. ✧  I’m unsure what to think of you. ✧ I’m unsure how I feel about you. ✧ You are my friend. ✧ You are my best friend. ✧ You are my mentor. ✧ I look up to you. ✧ I respect you. ✧ You are my hero. ✧ You inspire me. ✧ You are my enemy. ✧ You make me happy. ✧ I want to protect you. ✧ I would fight by your side. ✧ I consider you an equal. ✧ I think you are beneath me. ✧ I think you are above me. ✧ I would lie for you. ✧ I would lie to you. ✧ I would sleep with you. ✧ I would sleep by your side. ✧ I would hug you. ✧ I would kiss you. ✧ You are family to me. ✧ I would die for you. ✧ I would kill for you. ✧ I would trust you with my life. ✧ I would trust you with my most precious belonging. ✧ I would trust you with a secret. ✧ I would trust you with my biggest / darkest secret. ✧ I love you (platonically). ✧ I love you (romantically).

this is her emotional support girlfriend, she loves this woman

[barrysbaby]

" i shouldn't be questioning one's taste in men, but... " gestures to jake. " ...why. "

“Jesus fricking Christ, why is THIS the hottest gossip around here these days?” Moira throws her head back in exasperation.

That Steve. Oh, she’s so going to murder the living crap out of him. Her eyes shoot pointedly in Irma’s direction, hands held up at her sides as if to say ‘what the hell do you want from me?’

“First of all, you’re right, you shouldn’t be questioning people’s taste in men,” said by someone who is constantly questioning people’s taste in men. “So listen to yourself and back off,” she barks. “Second of all, there’s nothing for you to question because frankly, I would date a billion zombies before I ever think about dating Jake. He couldn’t land me if we were the last people left on planet earth.”

[playedbetter]

“   May I please get a crumb of affection? ” @ vik.

Meme / Always Accepting!

"No," He flatly says as he pushes his good foot against the floor, making his chair slowly roll over beside hers so that he may lean his head on top of hers. "Not a crumb, not a smidge, not even an atom of affection for you. Poor little ole you, so very wronged by the world and most of all by me,"

@facesblind Viktor for Fate.

[crimesoughtarchive]

@facesblind asked:

birb girl too please :( i cant copy the meme but the mood board thing :(((

@peacedomain

[manufactoredxbyxdesign]

an orange. it may be to test the orange peel theory, but who knows?

Give the muse an object and see how they react.

There was a time - one that almost feels so long ago that it is an entirely different plane of existence to him now - when oranges were just a neglected object decorating the fruit bowl on his kitchen counter.

He can't he ever liked them the most. Though he's surprised to be handed one all the same. Even if that never seems to surface in his face beyond a slightly raised brow.

"Well then, what do you want?" He questions. With that sharp curtness that only he seems to posses. "I assume a favor..."

[premxnitionn]

"Hey, you're here too? Didn't notice that. Well done on not being dead."

they scoff a bit in reply , breathless while briefly checking to see exactly how many rounds they had left . not enough for their liking , but it wasn't like it was a situation where bullets were easily attainable .

adjusting what was left of their uniform , blowing strands of hair away from her face . she didn't recognize this stranger . they seemed . . . normal . safe .

“ yeah . um . . . thanks , i think . ”

finally regaining some composure , attempting to hold their hand out .

“ ae-ri lee . nice to . . . meet you . sort of . ”

[brutalmasks]

@facesblind asked: ❛  are you always so competitive?  ❜

there is a certain simple pleasure in playing games with others. and due to the fact that it seemed like neither of them had much else to do at the moment, but wait for their bus to come around; bunny mask had decided to suggest that her and fate play something she'd bought recently. uno — a card game that destroys friendships, allegedly, though she honestly didn't have a clue why. bunny was having a lot of fun playing it with the other after all. and this was to the point where she'd say that it was actually helping to forge at least an acquaintanceship between the two of them. however, bunny mask had to acknowledge that she might've been a bit biased, because she was currently winning.

people seemed to play it differently, she'd learned from fate, as some liked to make it a rule that they could stack quote unquote 'plus fours' on top of other plus fours and sometimes even stack plus two's on top of those. bunny mask was playing it according to the first parts rules as of now and she was having one hell of a lucky streak for whatever reason. she just had one card left, in fact, and although it wasn't a card where she could change the color to blue (the card that she had at that moment)... it was only a matter of time before bunny mask claimed her victory in her mind. she was practically brimming over with excitement as she watched fate put down another card, thinking maybe this was her chance to win. but it was sadly green.

bunny mask kept a poker face though and reached out for another card, only to lay it on top of the other's. she shot the other an endearing smile then, ❝ mm, well, this is the first time that i have played this game. but i have always had a strong desire to win in situations like these where there is a clear opponent. so, i suppose the answer to that is 'yes,' ❞ bunny nodded and gripped onto the bench they were sitting on out of anticipation as she waited for the other to make her move. it was a good idea for her to purchase this game, she thought, because tyler seemed to be quite competitive himself. which would probably result in them just enjoying themselves while playing it together even more.

bunny mask carefully watched the other put down her card and was almost tempted to let her lip frown in disappointment due to it not being blue. but bunny supposed being patient was also part of the game, her free hand reaching out to take a card from the deck, and then another whenever it wasn't the color required. she placed the color-changing card she got on top, ❝ blue. say, you are having fun yourself, yes? because i would not want to continue if i am making you feel frustrated, ❞ bunny let her blaring white eyes meet the others as she asked fate this question. even though she was really close to winning, it wouldn't feel right if bunny did it while the other wasn't having a good time. or that's how she viewed things anyway.

[phasmasum]

⁽ ᴾᴿᴼᴹᴾᵀ ⁾ 𝗥𝗘𝗦𝗣𝗢𝗡𝗦𝗘 𝗟𝗢𝗔𝗗𝗜𝗡𝗚 . . .

“Why do they call you Ghost, if it’s all actually skeleton attire?” @facesblind asked.

𝗔𝗡   𝗘𝗫𝗛𝗔𝗨𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗗   𝗦𝗜𝗚𝗛.   𝘍𝘰𝘳   𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬’𝘴   𝘴𝘢𝘬𝘦.   He   was   not   in   the   mood   for   this,   and   highly   doubted   he   ever   would   be.   Ghost   inhales   sharply   beneath   the   cover   of   his   mask,   even   the   gloves   slipped   over   his   hands   mimicking   skeletal   anatomy.   Dark   eyes   nearly   roll   to   the   back   of   his   head,   and   he’s   over   this   conversation   before   it’s   even   begun.    “ Clever.   Never   heard   that   one   before. ”   His   delivery   is   deadpan,   derisive   and   mocking.  

“ Nearly   died   and   came   back   more   times   than   you   got   fuckin’   fingers,   and   my job   sneaking   in   and   out   of   places   without   being   seen,   so.   Ghost.   Done   asking   stupid   questions,   or   is   being   annoying   your   whole fuckin' thing? ”

[saburaito]

❝ I'VE BEEN LOOKING FOR SOMEONE, but i don't think that i'll find them here. not anymore. ❞ he muses, staring her down with a cat - like gaze. ❝ you warned them. why would you do that? ❞

@facesblind / SMALL STARTER CALL.

[thehollyverse]

@facesblind asked: in case the workaholic boyfriend didn't send it, ✧. @desireshonour (graves)

I would kill you. ✧ I would physically hurt you. ✧ I would attack you unprovoked. ✧ I would manipulate you. ✧ I dislike you. ✧ You annoy me. ✧ You scare me. ✧ You intimidate me. ✧ I hope I intimidate you. ✧ I pity you. ✧ You disgust me. ✧ I hate you. ✧ I’m indifferent toward you. ✧ I’d like to get to know you better. ✧   I’d like to spend more time with you. ✧ I’d like to be friends with you. ✧  I’m unsure what to think of you. ✧ I’m unsure how I feel about you. ✧ You are my friend. ✧ You are my best friend. ✧ You are my mentor. ✧ I look up to you. ✧ I respect you. ✧ You are my hero. ✧ You inspire me. ✧ You are my enemy. ✧ You make me happy. ✧ I want to protect you. ✧ I would fight by your side. ✧ I consider you an equal. ✧ I think you are beneath me. ✧ I think you are above me. ✧ I would lie for you. ✧ I would lie to you. ✧ I would sleep with you. ✧ I would sleep by your side. ✧ I would hug you. ✧ I would kiss you. ✧ You are family to me. ✧ I would die for you. ✧ I would kill for you. ✧ I would trust you with my life. ✧ I would trust you with my most precious belonging. ✧ I would trust you with a secret. ✧ I would trust you with my biggest / darkest secret. ✧ I love you (platonically). ✧ I love you (romantically).

i hope they annoy the shit out of him honestly, it's the least he deserves

[caracarnn]

@facesblind: setting: 033.   the dark depths of an abandoned mine . what are they doing there?

He could say that they were here to hide out after all this place was well secured but Rand knew better. He knew that he was here for a reason. That reason being the artifact that he was sure to find down here, buried within the dust and debris. He took a heavy breath before he drew his gaze towards her. "You don't have to stay down here." He told her. "But it is safer down here. I know it doesn't seem it..." and something groaned in the distance. Light, what had he gotten them into?

[playedbetter]

“ i get it, you know. it’s a huge responsibility for someone who’s only just realized what’s at stake. “ for anders, though it's said so nonchalantly it's hard to believe fate's being serious. :)

Meme / Accepting!

He gulps, pulling at the collar of his still fresh uniform in quiet discomfort. This whole situation has been hell on the nerves, he can laugh and play coy all he likes, but at some point he has to face the facts, and Fate is only hastening that necessity. Like a rock hitting a bird right out of the sky. Remind him to never share his anxieties again with these people.

"Well I- hm," How to play this? Come off as charming, not wildly incompetent, but not a threat either. "I'd like to see how you'd handle being told you're the healer responsible for the group that's pushing the darkspawn back for good when the most you've been responsible for before then is a cat,"

[agentvalentine]

a bouquet of flowers is awaiting atop jill's desk. not only roses — a variety of colors and flower species tied together in a paper wrapping with a ribbon.

Today is… ironically, not her day, at all.

Yes, despite the fact that everywhere she looked, there were banners and balloons and whatever decorations with “Happy Valentine’s Day” written on them. It’s not her day because the night before was another, restless one. Nightmares reminding her of a face she wishes she could forget. Of a voice she wishes she’d never hear again. You’d think the fact this man has been dead for years would be enough. But no. The mark he left… he may not have achieved immortality in the way he wanted, but he still achieved it, alright.

She walks into her office with a cloud of gloom hovering over her head. Even her coworkers don’t greet her the same way they would on this day. Her office is, as always, drowning in gifts. Chocolate boxes, bouquets of flowers. The smell is almost suffocating, and the first thing she does is open the window and stick her head outside.

But as she settles on her chair, one bouquet in particular stands out. The colors and variety of it alone tell her who it’s from.

And it hits her then.

It’s not just him who left a mark. There are others too. Friends. Loved ones. Those who have been there with her from the beginning. Those who have stuck with her through the good and the bad. She would be an idiot to ruin a day like this, where everyone around her reminds her of how loved and appreciated she is, because of a single person who reminded her of all the reasons she hated herself.

The smile is slow to appear, but it’s there. So she grabs her phone next and calls Miri. Today is all about showing your love to people. They can start with a big breakfast.

[welcomeleon]

" come on, kennedy. it's like with the cigarette. just take a deep breath and let the smoke in. " she's lighting the blunt for him.

celebrate 420 with leon. @facesblind.

"i know how to smoke it." his eyes narrow defensively, but before long, he's eying her movements curiously. the mechanics of the thing isn't his concern, and he's not entirely against the concept, but his lips purse in thought. "but what if someone smells it or something?"

[loathsomedogs]

@facesblind  sent:  let  them  suffer  then,  said  with  a  nonchalant  shrug.   the  godfather  sentence  starters.

the  sepia-toned  scene  settles  into  place,   prickling  sunset  and  its  old  clouds,   along  with  her  easy  shrug.     with  a  twitch,   his  brown  gaze  sharpens.     narrowed  like  breathless  ivy,   hugging  the  dark  side  of  a  sacred  tree.     there’s  an  un-bled  ache  in  his  veins,   to  hold  her  shoulder  in  his  fist.     curl  his  bone  into  hers,   until  there  is  no  him  and  her.     only  you.     (   even  the  toothless  parts  of  me  need  to  eat.   )     outside  of  himself,   jed  doesn’t  move.     and  so,   he  chortles.     huskily,   maybe,   rust-lunged  from  a  bad  habit.     his  voice  crackles  to  life.     full  of  smokey  static,   collecting  at  the  base  of  his  throat.     it  shouldn’t  sound  real.     ‘   su-ffer,   huh?   tricky,   tricky.   ’     his  tongue  darts  to  his  smile’s  corner.     the  man  coos  wrong.     a  slant  of  light,   too  quickly  broken  by  his  chin’s  curve  downward.     ‘   suffer  how?     something  mean,   down  to  the  bone.     right?     c’mon.     sell  it  to  me.     make  it  smell  yummy,   an’  i’ll  take  the  bite.     promise,   just  for  you.   ’