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Archiving this blog and will be hosting these muses at the same url as before (@errantwish) whenever I'm feeling up to it. Too many bad memories on this blog. I need a fresh start.

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[still going to be quiet because of the last ooc post I made but. Ngl all the dramaā constant goddamn dramaā in the s/t rpc is making me reconsider having added characters from there as test muses š¬ might take em off. Much as I like the characters? And as much as I'm disappointed in the short run they will have had if I were to remove them? Holy fuck.]
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I dreamed of you last night in a field of mud and bone. The blood began to dry, and the smell began to rise. ā I dreamed of you last night in a field of blood and stone Your blood began to dry.. and the smell began to r i s e. Weāve got God on our side, and weāre just trying to surviveā¦

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I never know how to say this without sounding condescending but when it comes to social media you can simply choose not to be around people who make you unhappy.
[I am probably going to be either super present here or completely absent a while. Explanation under cut, triggers tagged.]
[I had such a nice holiday overall, probably one of the best I ever did. I visited a friend's house and had a really nice time with him and his folks and his partner and was really glad I was brave and decided to go there instead of see my abusive parent. All was looking up, I was given a few takeout containers of leftovers and sent home after the sun set. Drive safe, text us when you're home, the usual things you say to someone when sending them on their way. I started up my car, put on the tunes and GPS, and departed.
On the drive home, maybe about 10 minutes into the 40 minute way there, I encountered someone driving on the wrong side of the road at 40-50 mph. They got back on the right side, thank goodness, but if I had been maybe a car or two's length up, I would have been creamed in a head-on collision. Aside from yelling, I don't even remember what I did, I was and am so shocked. I know I didn't beep because I was so scared, but I don't remember if I slammed my brakes or hoped they'd somehow realize and pull back onto the right side of the road (as they did). No idea if they were drunk, not paying attention, or what the fuck. It was about 6pm. When your own mortality stares you in the face head-on as a set of headlights speeding towards you... fuck.
Anyways, I get out unscathed, no accident no collision, and I stared forward for a while, make my upcoming turn... And then I just ... burst into tears, hyperventilating and wailing. I kept thinking about how it is been hit, I probably would have been seriously injured or died. I drove for a little longer, and then called my dad and explained what happened and told him I love him. And then called my friend whose house I'd just left and told him I love him.
I went home, I snuggled my dog, I put on a podcast and got under the weighted blanket, and all that plus the earlier phone conversations helped me calm down, but. Today, I'm feeling... God, I don't know what. Numb isn't the right word. I'm not frazzled and crying and afraid anymore, but I'm definitely very drained.
Anyways. I hope you all had a nice holiday whether or not you celebrate it. I'll be on dis.cord if anyone wants to talk about anything at all.]
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You are doing such a good job handling all of the difficulties in your life! You are handling things way better than you think you are. You are here today. Give yourself credit for that.
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"Slow down, kid. Breathe. Breathe... Tell me what you saw." (-Hopper!! If this is ok for me to send!)
ā¾ā āāāāāĀ Breathe. Just breathe. She could do that, right? Sure, sure she could, she just needed the panic to subside in order to get her lungs to take it down a notch or six. It was weird, it felt like sheād been running a marathon but the truth was she had barely moved at all; maybe six feet at most? Her eyes darted back and forth and they were rimmed pink with unshed tears. Chrissy was on high alert, her fight or flight ready to kick in at any given moment.
āI-I-I donāt know... it was... tall and had grey skin that looked like it was burned or melting... I could see its skull, I think it was a skull, I donāt know. But it was chasing me and no matter where I ran I couldnāt get out!ā
It was then that Chrissy clung to the police officer, her knuckles turning white from how hard she was gripping his jacket and boy, was she trembling up a storm.
āI was in my house. But it wasnāt my house. The windows were boarded up... my momās face... and-and my dad... their faces were all wrong!ā
Maybe one of his guys would have had a notebook out. Hopper had a solid memory, though, didn't need one. Poor kid.
"Sounds like some nightmare," he commented. He could only assume she'd been asleepā where else did you see skull men? Kid probably watched a scary movie and her brain was remembering it in a nightmare, Hopper assumed. Her anxiety was definitely real, though, that much was for damn certain.
Hopper never was good at this reassurance thing, but that didn't mean he wouldn't try. It was a hard time being a teenager, hardest time of your life. And it was practically his job, to reassure people nothing was gonna happen, given he worked in a small place like this where, till pretty damn recently, nothing ever happened. Not till he met Eleven and learned about the Lab a couple years ago. What a mess.
He nodded slowly, pressed his lips together and patted her on the back. (Would Sarah have had nightmares like that, if she lived to be this old?) "It's all over now. It can't hurt you anymore," he assured her. "Need a ride home? Could take you if you need it. See your folks, take it easy, that might help you feel better, huh?"
End of year asks: RPC Edition!
Have you made any new friends this year in fandoms your muse isn't from? Who?
Have you made any new friends this year in the fandom your muse is from? Who?
How have you grown as a rper this year?
Have you learned any new skills through your rp blog this year?
Have you read/watched/played anything new thanks to the rpc this year?
Have you made any new blogs or added any new muses this year? How have they been going?
Talk about one of your favorite threads that started this year. (If you get multiple of this ask, talk about multiple threads!)
Talk about one of your favorite headcanons you posted this year.
Talk about one of your favorite world building you posted this year.
Did you the mun learn anything about yourself this year? What?
Tag a blog whose writing inspired you this year.
Tag a blog whose character inspired you this year.
Tag a blog whose world building inspired you this year.
Tag a blog whose prompts or templates inspired you this year.
Tag a blog that taught you something new this year.
Wildcard: talk about anything that you want to that happened this year!
[this is about a family member (derogatory) but uh if you walk all over my clearly-stated boundaries and guilt trip me for wanting to stay safe and not catch a potentially deadly disease from you that you treated positive for under a week ago? Or if you guilt trip me at all for that matter? Fuck you. I have lost all respect for you. Would really like to never talk to this family member again full stop. This shit happens every year with this woman and I'm done. She's almost sixty years old and should fucking know better.]
[I have no focus on anything tonight because ADHD brain says no, however I am? rotating the scene from the seve.nth se.al in my head where Ant.onius gets so mad about how fucked up something is he tears up and his lower lip trembles and his voice cracks as he exclaims, "no...!"]
"How differently would I be viewed if I told ye that I was an alien?"
"Like... The science fiction-y, outer space kind?"
Blazko doesn't seem to quite compute it yet...

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[oh, by the way!! I don't think I ever mentioned this, but I added a link to an interest checker in the line post so I know which muses folks are interested in me throwing at them! I know they're all pretty niche but I figure it doesn't hurt to check which ones folks are really really interested in, you know?]
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āI wonāt open my eyes until Iām completely out of breath. No more waiting, because our principles are burning here,ā the statement almost feels disconnected from him. His eyes have a gaze thatās a million kilometers away. If heās honest, he didnāt know whether theyād actually be able to pull it off or not. With Blazko on his side, though? He almost felt hopeful. Almost. But he squashed that feeling before it even welled up fully. Heād been hopeful too many times.
āEverything that I walked towards, beckoned me and crumbled,ā he laments, amber eyes watching the other man closely. He wants guidance. His comrade is battle-hardened. Experienced. He awaits direction, squatted close to the ground, out of sight.
Goddamn. This guy's monologues could echo his own. Poor guy's got that thousand-yard stare he's seen a hundred times before from guys and gals in the war efforts.
He wished he had somethin' real wise to say. Quote from Willy Shakespeare, maybe. Maybe somethin' he comes up with himself. He doesn't say a thing, though, not for a beat too long.
"What's it you're fightin' for, son?" he asked, looking into his eyes. There had to be something. Anything. Even when it all went to shit, there had to be some reason for this kid to keep goin'. Didn't matter if the reason why was selfish or selfless.