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One Nice Bug Per Day
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Love Begins
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@foreversequins
â°.ïœĄ.â”° 'cause I thought that I'd never find that beautiful, beautiful life that shimmers that innocent life back, just like when we were young
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Reblog if youâre a roleplayer who suffers from anxiety
Sometimes, itâs not a lack of muse or short attention span or lack of time. Sometimes weâre too afraid to write out the reply we had in mind in fear itâs inadequate or written too fast. Then we send replies days, or even weeks, later that we had thought out in our mind since the beginning.Â
you can talk to me. (for yenna)
memes -> accepting !
"I know the advice you will give."Â Yenna frowned deeper without looking toward the higher ranked jedi. Her legs had been swinging anxiously where she sat, but heels thudded against the temple's stone siding. The pinnacle was as high as she could go without crawling atop the dome. It took some meddling to bypass the invisible barriers shielding the windows from anything physical entering or exiting as well as maintaining the carefully controlled environment. The room was bright at present, as if the planet's sunlight shone through, but it was blocked by the shields as well to keep the sacred texts from its harsh effects.
Yenna ensured the barrier scanned back into place after crawling out to sit on the ledge so the internal environment wasn't disturbed. Accidentally destroyed the most sacred belongings to the Order was not what a Jedi wanted their life to go down in history for.
"I think more clearly in higher altitudes." Something the tall structures and mountains in Dathomir taught her in youth, "but it isn't working today."
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Continued from HERE. @foreversequins
It was far too early in the morning to be dealing with this bullshit. There went his plans of sleeping away his hangover for the whole day. Hell, now he needed another drink just to deal with her.
Before Haymitch could stop her, Effie had already entered his bedroom, whirling through the compartment with the grace of a newly formed hurricane. Her shenanigans alone had the muscles in his jaw clenching. âOh Iâve learned somethinâ alright.. and itâs that Iâm at my wits end! GET OUT!â His demand was slurred, drink from the previous night still flooding his system. Heâd really overdone it this timeâ even by his standard.
Watching her prowl his room made him dizzy, his body swaying just slightly until a hand shot out to steady him against the nearest wall. How somebody possessed this much energy this early in the morning was beyond him. And clearly she wasnât listening to him. That was fine. Haymitch had stopped listening to her rambling the minute she barged in.
With cabinets and wardrobes he hadnât even cared to uncover appearing from every which direction, Haymitch turned his focus to more important matters. âWhereâs my..â Free hand blindly searching for the half empty flask he kept stashed away at the side of his bedâ a smirk curled at his lips when his fingers made contact.
âYâknow darlinâ, you really need to take it down a notch.â An eyebrow shooting upwards, Haymitch unscrewed the flaskâs lid and took a nice long swig of his beloved whiskey. âAnd if youâre done, the doorâs that way. Because whatever meeting youâre here to whisk me away to? Iâm. Not. Going.â The President himself would have to drag him there.
Effie ignores his impudent demands or suggestions as usual. A flare of nostrils is her only acknowledgement at the would be-endearment. 'Darling' isn't restricted to her -- as if she'd ever want that, GROSS, -- the tone is always insulting. He can call her worse, but she doubts an original thought has ever entered his head besides throwing an ax at the arena barrier.
With a press of one button the drawers close as one. Effie matches his punctuation, unperturbed by his status and rank as a Victor and her... rather aggressive behavior could land her in trouble as a mere Panem citizen: "You! Are such! A haystack!" She's never seen one up close, but they always look upkept and held together by unstable looking twine. It seems a fitting insult at present.
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#wifeydisapproves
â NATALIE PORTMAN as PadmĂ© Amidala and HAYDEN CHRISTENSEN as Anakin Skywalker in Star Wars, Episode III: Revenge of the Sith (2005)
Clear as a slap on the mouth đŹ
@foreversequins asked â we're married â
"Of course we are, my darling. I always knew you would be my wife."
"Ah . . . I suppose I never quite shared the same finality in the prospect as you."
@foreversequins asked â i have to do this alone â
"Well, don't let me stop you. I know a thing or two about having to do it alone. But you can always call for help if you want it."
"Widows work alone that's true, but what is all that training with other together," when they weren't picking each other off by force of manipulation and cruelly pressed survival, "if not to work in tandem every once in a while? You can always call for help too."
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no ai usage over here. youâre gonna get my shitty authentic writing whether you like it or not
â  itâs four oâclock in the morning ,  damn it !!  â â From Haymitch for Effie!
Of course she knew what time it was; who was it that got him to every appointment on time? Who worked as a walking alarm clock for this mopey victor?
"Fashion waits for NO TIME !!" She shooed him back from the compartment's sliding door instead of waiting to be invited inside. Effie belonged everywhere, invitation or no. "Have you learned nothing in our time together?"
Her blonde hair was shorter than the day before, lightly curled and half pinned back since it was, as he so kindly pointed out, early in the morning. Effie's fully glamourous look wouldn't be applied until after morning caffeine. Well, second cup.
With slender hands on her hips, she swept the room with critical gaze in hopes of finding something redeeming, whatever that would be. "As if those poor tributes outfits aren't outdated enough . . ." she muttered; they look like Mags on her first day in the arena." It was her third year pitching for updated looks for the children, but the fashion council remained tacky as always.
Pressing a button to activate an inset cabinet installed on the wall under the window, a drawer slid out soundlessly. Every article of clothing was as neatly pressed and folded as when a presumed avox placed it in. "As I suspected!!" She reacted like he was hiding contraband goods. "Not a single thing touched!" Activating other drawers only brought more disappointment in the form of neatly arranged shoes and accessories. "And I hand picked this for you! Ugh!"
Effie massaged her temples with closed eyes, cracking her jaw and exhaling with barely-managed calm. "What is the point of being a victor's stylist when your talents are so carelessly wasted?" Thank goodness she wasn't an escort or worse, a mentor, or she'd have to spend double the amount of time with Haymitch and his soot covered attitude.
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"Humans are...confusing." Ken surmised. He was unsure about his time in the 'real world'. It had awoken something strange in him that he didn't care for, even though he did enjoy the horses. He was just glad to be back in Barbie Land with all the Barbies, Kens and of course, Kelly.
"They so are." She agreed heartily. Though she spent more time with humans than Ken, she couldn't attest to knowing the squishy-filled people more than he did. She liked the other world, but home made much more sense. "Why don't they rollerblade more?? They used to so much in the 80's!"
i could blog better than this but i won't
reminder, in case nobody has told you lately: you are valued in the rpc. thank you for being here. every single one of you is sharing a little part of your creativity with us all, putting a little part of yourself into a character you love, and sharing your talent with us.Â
even if you feel like you arenât getting as many interactions as you want to, or youâre disappointed that nobody is telling you that youâre doing a good job, i am proud of you. you are sharing your writing with the world, you are pouring life into a character you love and/or have created, and i think thatâs amazing.Â
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Selina Kyleâs apartment in The Batman (2022)
Anakin!
Padmé should be filled with joy that her husband was here, but she found her anxiety did not lessen.
"You're coming with us." PadmĂ© said firmly, grabbing SabĂ©âs wrist before she got too far away.
"Don't leave me."
The mother's grip was surprisingly strong around Sabé's wrist, instantly halting her from leaving. Her duty to her queen would never waiver.
"Alright," she covered Padmé's hand gently with her own, "I'll try the comms again instead. We'll try and make the ride as smooth as possible."
Gently reclaiming her arm, she hurried back to the bay, on hand to pilot manually if needed. The war-navigated droid was up to the task of the hectic conditions, but Sabé itched to have some control over the situation. As they ascended again, she pleadingly looked through the rain pattered window to Anakin, hoping he'd understand there wasn't time for explanations. At this distance, she could not see if their gazes met directly, but in-between the rivets of water, brown eyes matched momentarily.
Oh -- Sabé's hand clasped against her chest at the immediate pressure there, her breath vanishing. Her only reference was diving too far down into a lake back home, but a malice colored it, stifling her from inhaling to replace the stolen breath.
C3P0 noticed her sudden lurch forward, free hand catching herself on the control board to keep from smacking her head. "Oh dear, Captain, are you ill as well?" The weight lifted and Sabé was able to breathe again when the ship passed into Coruscant's lower atmosphere.
"It's - it's nothing." She straightened and waved away the worry without correcting C3P0's use of her former title. "The ship's built-in signal was strong enough to reach the medical bay through the storm; maybe we can reroute the signal to use for the patch comms and reach Anakin's ship. We can't rely on R2 though, he needs to focus on piloting."
