me: returns after two years me: comes back to find 10px icons, whitewashed where i can barely see whats going on and themes with posts smaller than my thumbs
@ people who have unfollowed me: your pussy is too dry 2 be riding my dick like this
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fearsobliviion - I saw earlier that you feeling bad so I want you to know that I adore your blog. You write Gus so amazingly that it's hard to believe you aren't John Green. You are such a joy to have on my dash and from what I've seen you are amazingly kind ooc too. So please remember that you are loved and admired!!! I hope that everything works itself out hun!
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“Delivering pizzas is a sensational journey now? Well…it can’t be any worse than sitting in my pajama bottoms hating everyone and everything.
Er—what rules would be broken?”
❛ well, it CAN be if you say it with a little more spunk. sheesh, hooper, even disneyland sounds absolutely dreadful in that tone. ❜ cue a goofy grin, followed by a momentary pause. ❛ just about—— all of them, really. ❜
YOU ARE STILL MY FAVE GUS HAVE A NICE DAY
you are still the cutest cupcake to ever cute because this means the absolute WORLD to me to be honest. i love seeing you on my dash because effy stonem is my heart & soul & words cannot describe how special she is to me & to see someone portray her so beautifully is just a gift to the entire community because you can literally see how much you love your character through your writing, characterization, etc. & i just have a lot of feelings about the both of you because you’re literally her in the flesh i’m absolutely sure of this. anyways thank you so much for coming into my ask & sending these kind words & blessing me with your perfection i hope you’re having a fantastic day, night, & life !!
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♥ – “Just keep your chin high and NO ONE will suspect a thing.”
❛ oh, i’m grand. y’know, apart from the fact that i, augustus waters, for the first time in my life, have absolutely no clue what i’m doing.❜
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mctherseyes.
❝Look, I’m only here because both my parents died of cancer and not only does my godfather think I’m next, he says this place is a good way to help cope with my loss.❞
❛ i’m sorry to hear that. luckily for you, though, you came on the best day possible. all hail burrito day. see ? your luck might not be that bad after all. ❜
hi friends is there like... an extension to get rid of the update ?? i haven’t rped since it came out and i can’t believe how ugly it is
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A VERY TINY SMALL ITTY BITTY PSA:
if you ever want to like, idk, be EXCLUSIVE with me, you can ALWAYS send me a message. I WANT to be EXCLUSIVE with people but I never know how to approach them. I HAVE IT in my mind that ‘yeah u right there…your [insert character] is the only one for ME! heart eyes motherfucker.’ It just makes things 10x easier if I knew that someone wanted to be like ‘hey i like u and u like me let’s just get on one knee and tie our shoes you dig?’ and i will totally dig. I’ve never had the exclusive rule before….I see a lot of people doing it and i think it’s the greatest thing. It puts ME at ease (bc i’m self conscious of other characterizations) AND i like building relationships IC & OOC.
Yeah i hope this explains a lot. Or not……shrugs.
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M83 - Wait
Send your dreams Where nobody hides Give your tears To the tide
Source: uber-music
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❝—IS THERE SOMETHING in particular you’re looking for?❞
She casts her gaze across the bookstore, eyes settling on the only other person in the room.
❛ —— anything that’ll convince my best friend that i am not, in fact, a ‘ helpless space fiction nerd ’, as he called it. ❜ gus speaks in a simple mumble, both hands occupied by books with eerie names.
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❛ —— i’m sorry, but that shouldn’t even be considered expertise. ❜
❛ it is if you’ve seen all four seasons. ❜
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“Well, I don’t know MUCH about video games – but you seem to be an EXPERT, so I’ll take your word for it.” Normally this would be the part of the conversation where Brooke checked out – or at least, the old Brooke would. She had started her high school years as someone more vain – more shallow – but time had CHANGED her. She learned to open her eyes to all sorts of people – even those who chased off roommate after roommate due to video game enthusiasm. “Ooh, that sounds killer. I’ve worn through a few copies of my old faves. I’m in, if you’re asking.”
❛ sure ! fair warning, though, i might take a few hours. i like to stock up; one can never have TOO MUCH dvd’s. it’s basically a commandment. ❜ the best part of it all is that not once does the thriving boy QUESTION the developing scenario, the oddities that riddle unlikely circumstances. if that doesn’t sum up the core of his beliefs, just about nothing will. ❛ so, what kind of movies are you into ? if your answer doesn’t include zombies or sci-fi, it will once i recommend a few of my PERSONAL favorites. ❜
Anonymous asked:
don't move! you might hurt my rat!
sjomonster what is this monstrosity
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Amelia’s a well-known MILITARY BRAT, so the ideals of SACRIFICE, HONOR, and COURAGE definitely appeal to her. Still, an eyebrow raises at the mentioning of ‘ stormtroopers ’ and ‘ blood ’, reaching out to take the book from him and she turned it over in her hands a few times, inspecting it critically before speaking again.
“ Will you allow me to BORROW it? ”
❛ sure, take it. ❜ he rummages through his bag, an array of eerie materials sounding against each other until he finally finds the book. ❛ oh, by the way, don’t mind the cheeto stains on the fifth chapter. my best friend isaac is a bit destructive. ❜ boy, is he enjoying himself. the price of dawn is, in the broadest of terms, his inanimate lover.
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Look not to the future, for uncertainty will meet your gaze. Look not to the past, for sorrow will follow. Look only to the present, where serendipity grips your hand ; for Lydia Martin stands with regret ripe in her eyes. Here, now, she is acutely aware of how death clings to Gus like a parasite might cling to the unobservant & unsuspecting victim. & she wonders, vaguely, if death will extend kindness or if death will bring forth his scythe. She prays, of course, for the former, as she’s yet to make amends with her estranged childhood friend – a regret that she will carry to her own untimely grave if it is not resolved on this day. Though, given the solemnity & despair that haunts his gaze, she’s certain that she must banish the malice that hangs before them.
❛ – They don’t know what it is ? How could they not know ? They should know better than to waste time like this. ❜ A silence passes between them as Lydia takes a moment to contemplate her next words ; however, what was meant to be a brief pause quickly becomes uncomfortable. So, without no further hesitation, Lydia fashions a response: ❛ No. Believe it or not, I came because I wanted to. ❜
❛ this must be a lot more grave than i thought it was, then. ❜ dull humor, the craft of those timid, wretched notes that much prefer the abyss to the light. ( arguably, this particular scenario is devoid of such a factor, so perhaps the opposite side is, for THIS story, nonexistent. ) still, do take note of that CROOKED smile he has made a golden label from ; it’s not as VIVID as a summer day’s horizon, nor does it lack a drip of POISONED crimson. what it DOES have, though, is genuineness. long has it been since they spoke so... simply, without the FLIMSY strings of bitterness trailing her words like blood from a gash. & so the next words travel with less EASE, easily unveiled through his small, uncertain voice & short exhale. usually, something like this would come as SIMPLY as the tear of a seam, but simplicity, too, can run its course when less expected. ❛ you don’t have to do this, lydia. ❜ he fidgets in his bed ( which perhaps has ALREADY been deemed a coffin hatched from disease ), meeting her gaze with the same genuineness that made an appearance just moments before.