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you know i just feel like I need to address something about this blog that is like making me NOT come on. 

first of all, i just feel plainly IGNORED. 

I GET IT, i think gamora is like a hard character to WRITE with, and idk i just i like writing her, but if i come on here and like repost things or reblog memes and opens and shit and get nothing back, is that supposed to make me come on and be like ‘hey guys i’ll reblog this open a few times until someone pays attention to me’ blah blah blah. 

sigh

i don’t get it. like i’ll apologize over and over and over again about NOT being on here but that’s BASICALLY the reasoning why i barely come on. 

that and i haven’t been on my laptop in like .....forever. like FOREVER. 

because i’m too depressed or too stressed out because of work. but i guess those are just another few excuses i can use instead of the ‘ignored’ thing. 

bc that’s how i feel

ignored.

and you’re probably ignoring all of this. 

maybe i should just restart this blog. 

maybe i should just get over myself 

idk i didn’t study for this bullshit test. 

so yeah i’m sorry that i’m not on here. but i’m sorry that like NO one want’s to like rp with me. 

now i feel liek a big baby whining about not getting attention or something. 

LIKE WHY DO I HAVE TO GO OUT OF MY WAY TO MAKE DUMB POSTS ABOUT THIS. 

btw you guys are awesome anyways. too awesome for me to crap up your style. 

so i’ll be over here.

i guess lurking

or not

is this a hiatus thing?

probalby not

this is a ‘bryanna doesn’t want to put out effort to get nothing back especially because she could be somewhere else being an adult or getting her life together but would rather write with wonderful people on a blog that users actually WANT to write or to plot or to do something’ 

and i feel like this is my Sherlock blog all over again.

which is why i left that blog

bc no one cared about me

and i don’t blame you for not caring about me

bc i don’t care about me either. 

sorry.

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                           ‘ don’t take it PERSONALLY, i hear he tries to KILL everyone he meets. it’s his ‘THING’ i guess. ‘

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Legendary Star-Lord #9

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“You said it yourself, bitch… We’re the Guardians of the Galaxy.”

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                           ‘ don’t take it PERSONALLY, i hear he tries to KILL everyone he meets. it’s his ‘THING’ i guess. ‘

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                           ‘ don’t take it PERSONALLY, i hear he tries to KILL everyone he meets. it’s his ‘THING’ i guess. ‘

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negasoniic:

‘ you’re all green and stuff. are you sick? i swear i’ve seen you on the label of a can of corn niblets. ‘

                            ‘ you’re all PINK and stuff–––are you sure YOU’RE not sick? ‘

                 so she was probably ROLLING her eyes a little TOO hard. always the obvious jokes/questions about the color of her skin. because she was GREEN. gamora crossed her arms over her chest. 

                                                   ‘ you’re funny. REALLY funny.... ‘ 

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Whatever nightmares the future holds are but dreams compared to what’s behind me.

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outlawiism:

                                  WAS THAT SUPPOSED to be relief ? because it came over him as such. he’d of course AVOID asking the specific of what that other WAY was. it was the kind of WAY he wouldn’t be able to GO. was there ANYONE he hundred PERCENT trusted ? how could that be EVEN possible when he didn’t trust HIS own ? truth be told : sometimes his BEHAVIOR around her reminded him of hers around HIMSELF. it wasn’t THAT easy to display genuine kind of AFFECTION —— it was FRUSTRATING being prompted to TOUGHEN up for twenty years  &&  not REALLY managing it. some things were DRILLED in his head —— certain phrases spat out with pointless ANGER —— &&  they KEPT him angry  &&  SMART enough to carve his own path with BARE hands, while some of them were the REASON why he was extremely SURPRISED by Gamora’s movements towards him as they kept on going. he didn’t LET himself THINK about what she was DOING. if he did that, he’d be PARALYZED, so he did NOT let thoughts churn within  &&  allowed his head to CANT towards hers —— placing a kiss upon her HAIR      (      he liked doing that      ), then eyes met his own HARDENED skin against her lips, dammit.      ‘      ‘m glad we already have that settled. ‘cause nope, you ain’t getting rid of us. we need you ———— i need you.    ‘     truth SPILLED from his mouth  &&  defused the tension that was BUILDING up all along, allowing him to bubble a laughter on his chest.     ‘     he’d cry for weeks and Rocket would get pissed off enough about it that they’d come back around.      ‘      the CONVERSATION became lighter  &&  his BEING more free.      ‘      we should get you a new sword, a bigger one.      ‘

                           look at her–––acting all DOMESTICATED. like she wasn’t a murderer. like she hadn’t KILLED for her father, even thinking of it as killing for SPORT. but she’d never admit to such a HORRIBLE thing. being the WEAPON that the mad titan created. look at her holding HIS hand, as though she had been raised in a NORMAL environment. she wondered what her life would have been like if her PEOPLE hadn’t been slaughtered. if she would have ever MET peter. was there ever really a CHANCE for them to meet? to be friends? to be in LOVE? Or to be holding hands like this, in a busy space market. her thoughts could go on and on and ON, seemingly endless.  ‘ like i would ever LEAVE the tea–––you. ‘  she corrects herself.  ‘....i would NEVER leave you, peter. ‘  she’s DEFINITELY on a roll with all the confessions today. gamora offered a smile, giving his hand a little squeeze. why would she EVER think of leaving peter? the only reason that would ever HAPPEN would be to SAVE him. only to save him. from the MONSTER that lurked in the universe, the terrible FORCE of nature that HE was–––in the destruction of anything and everything. just so that thanos would never HARM a single hair on the half-human’s head. if she had control over that.  ‘ –––if we’re getting me a new SWORD than maybe we should get you something....like new GUNS. ‘

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vagabonci:

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                                              ❛  DAMN.  ❜ 

      eyes settled on the dark bruise, scanning over the ripped skin of her cheek before turning away. hesitantly, rogue slipped a hand into her jacket pocket, gloved fingers curled around her handkerchief. silently, she offered it to her, gaze rising to meet the others with a crooked smile. 

                  ❛  looks like it hurts. quite the shiner ya got there.  ❜

                                                           ‘ –––thanks. ‘

                       a cut was a CUT. she’s suffered far WORSE in her lifetime......but gamora appreciated the gesture. maybe didn’t offer the same EXACT smile–––that was just the CLASSIC assassin. but she shook her head, taking the handkerchief from the other woman’s hand to bring it to her cheek. 

                             ‘ only for a little bit, but it’ll HEAL. eventually... you good? ‘