L I T H I U M

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THIS BLOG IS NOW OFFICIALLY CLOSED. I am not deleting any of its contents for sentimental purposes, but there will be no plotting or roleplay activity happening from this blog anymore. Thank you for everything and I will forever cherish this whole experience in my heart for the rest of my life. Much love, Garet. "Being Charming is my Hobby." Jet Steele adrian ivashkov Roleplay & Appreciation Blog MATURE CONTENT SPOILER ALERT This RPer took the Roleplay Anti-Hate Pledge.
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there’s no easy way to say this. and that’s me trying not to be emotional but fuck it, i am and i’ll own up to it. five beautiful years of having this muse certainly made a huge impact to me as a person. the relationships built and broken, the stories created and concluded, the art of life and fantasy that we’ve all shared in our dashboards and everywhere else helped me grow not just as a roleplayer/writer but as a person as well. thank you sooooo much. this is a blog where i found most of my long-term friends, and i can’t thank you all enough for sharing these wonderful years with me and adrian and i will take them all in my heart for as long as i live. i wouldn’t further elaborate my reasons but it is basically a huge muse drop that couldn’t be revived no matter how many attempts i’ve tried. it was certainly nothing negative, nothing painful or harsh, but sometimes, it is just time to surrender. of course, there is probably a chance i’d pick up this muse again but it will be on another time, another blog and there’s no rush on that happening. so for now, this is goodbye.

i’m still on tumblr to keep in touch, and i still roleplay on other muses. most of you lovelies already know where to find me haha.

much love & just heaps & heaps of gratitude, garet. 💕

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there’s no easy way to say this. and that’s me trying not to be emotional but fuck it, i am and i’ll own up to it. five beautiful years of having this muse certainly made a huge impact to me as a person. the relationships built and broken, the stories created and concluded, the art of life and fantasy that we’ve all shared in our dashboards and everywhere else helped me grow not just as a roleplayer/writer but as a person as well. thank you sooooo much. this is a blog where i found most of my long-term friends, and i can’t thank you all enough for sharing these wonderful years with me and adrian and i will take them all in my heart for as long as i live. i wouldn’t further elaborate my reasons but it is basically a huge muse drop that couldn’t be revived no matter how many attempts i’ve tried. it was certainly nothing negative, nothing painful or harsh, but sometimes, it is just time to surrender. of course, there is probably a chance i’d pick up this muse again but it will be on another time, another blog and there’s no rush on that happening. so for now, this is goodbye.

i’m still on tumblr to keep in touch, and i still roleplay on other muses. most of you lovelies already know where to find me haha.

much love & just heaps & heaps of gratitude, garet. 💕

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there's no easy way to say this. and that's me trying not to be emotional but fuck it, i am and i'll own up to it. five beautiful years of having this muse certainly made a huge impact to me as a person. the relationships built and broken, the stories created and concluded, the art of life and fantasy that we've all shared in our dashboards and everywhere else helped me grow not just as a roleplayer/writer but as a person as well. thank you sooooo much. this is a blog where i found most of my long-term friends, and i can't thank you all enough for sharing these wonderful years with me and adrian and i will take them all in my heart for as long as i live. i wouldn't further elaborate my reasons but it is basically a huge muse drop that couldn't be revived no matter how many attempts i've tried. it was certainly nothing negative, nothing painful or harsh, but sometimes, it is just time to surrender. of course, there is probably a chance i'd pick up this muse again but it will be on another time, another blog and there's no rush on that happening. so for now, this is goodbye. i'm still on tumblr to keep in touch, and i still roleplay on other muses. most of you lovelies already know where to find me haha. much love & just heaps & heaps of gratitude, garet. 💕

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confession: i am really bad at keeping contact. i try my best to check in every now and then but i am really bad at keeping up with conversations not just online but even in real life. i just wanna say that despite this, i do care about the people who follow my blogs and the ones i play with or played with or just simply chatted with ooc. you are all amazing and i hope you are all having a good day. sorry for my absence on the blogs that used to be so active (coughs, adrian) but remember that I’m just around, always lurking. :) xoxo

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Wylan summoned every bit of bravado he’d learned from Nina, the will he’d learned from Matthias, the focus he’d studied in Kaz, the courage he’d learned from Inej, and the wild, reckless hope he’d learned from Jesper, the belief that no matter the odds, somehow they would win. I won’t talk,’ he said. a selective indie rp for wylan van eck from leigh bardugo’s six of crows duology.  a sideblog to @strangcrthanfiction. ♫♫♫

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i don’t even know what to say? i’m just sorry, i guess. i’ll try to do things here whenever i can. feel free to keep in touch, or unfollow, i really wouldn’t mind either. you’re all amazing, as always. my dash here is still as beautiful as ever. stay safe and stay happy, you guys. you can all find me here.

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i don’t even know what to say? i’m just sorry, i guess. i’ll try to do things here whenever i can. feel free to keep in touch, or unfollow, i really wouldn’t mind either. you’re all amazing, as always. my dash here is still as beautiful as ever. stay safe and stay happy, you guys. you can all find me here.

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RED QUEEN AESTHETICS: Evangeline Samos

I should be nervous about walking into a room full of teen warriors, all of them better trained than me. Instead, I’m thinking about the insufferable icicle of bone and metal known as Evangeline Samos. I barely make it halfway across the floor before her mouth opens, dripping venom.
“Graduated from Protocol already? Did you finally master the art of sitting with your legs crossed?” she sneers, jumping up from a weight-lifting machine. Her silver hair is tied back into a complicated braid I’d very much like to cut off…
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