❝ People think dreams aren’t real just because they aren’t made of matter, Of particles. DREAMS ARE REAL. But they are made of viewpoints, of images, of memories and puns and lost hopes.❞ written by a wild Owly
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❝ People think dreams aren’t real just because they aren’t made of matter, Of particles. DREAMS ARE REAL. But they are made of viewpoints, of images, of memories and puns and lost hopes.❞ written by a wild Owly

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❝ People think dreams aren’t real just because they aren’t made of matter, Of particles. DREAMS ARE REAL. But they are made of viewpoints, of images, of memories and puns and lost hopes.❞ written by a wild Owly
pianomxn:
Hellooooo. So, hi, haha. I have a little announcement to make :P So, due to life being so busy with work all around and my lack of blog hopping ability whatsoever, well I have decided to give it a go at a multi-muse. tadaaaa. All of my blogs are now in one and hopefully there will be some of you will be with us over there. It’s alright if you don’t! Thank you for sticking with us and for your patience. I’ve missed writing and all of you. I’ll be moving threads there but if you’d like to drop some, let me know! :) edit: btw, it’s dustsceawvng because rvconteur was taken XD
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half way done with le thing, as soon as I start rendering my scene for work I’ll be back here. yay
-insert big owly/puppy eyes-
edit: I HAVE MEMES TO ANSWER!! <3 <3 <3<3<3<3<3

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thewillfulones:
She was HURT, alright. Her pride had taken the brunt of it, but she wouldn’t grouse on the matter with a civilian who needn’t concern himself with mutant welfare. The last thing she wanted was to pull him into an endless stream of problems as it seemed to follow the Southern Belle repeatedly. That was the whole point of Professor Xavier’s diplomacy: to bring mankind and mutantkind together WITHOUT needless issues. But alas, a dream was a dream until fully brought to fruition.
Rogue coughed and stood, dusting herself of the dust that clung to her. Not a single scratch could (( or would EVER be seen )) as she had long since gained nigh invulnerability. Tousled auburn hair with her signature white streak shook in the wake of her grooming to seem SOMEWHAT presentable as she took on the damage she had caused.
❝ Ah’m jus’ peachy, Sugah. Ah jus’ hope no one got hurt. YOU didn’t, did ya ? Ah’d hate t’think Ah was responsible for scarrin’ such a pretty face. ❞
@rcveries
The chuckle escaping his lips was surely not shy, rather a sign that he was flattered. He stood aside, giving her space to gather herself and making sure she was not hurt as he thought she would be. Luckily she wasn’t, his healing powers were still flickery and unsure that he was allowed to use them on random people instead of his own dreamers - despite being few now and then -. ❛ No, I’m alright. Curious now I might say... ❜ Izak’s eyes wandered from her to the landing spot on the ground, tilting his head in thought before his attention went back to her. ❛ How is it possible that you’re not... hurt? Not that I want you to be of course but... how? ❜ And it wasn’t as if he hadn’t seen extraordinary things like that before, for he was a Dreamkeeper you see, so anything out of humanly abilities were kind of his zone. Just he couldn’t put a finger on this one.
futurepop:
Eve nods as she nuzzles her nose into her dog’s fur. In response, he tilts his head up and begins to lick her face. “Yeah, I like them lots. I love Jerry the most though! He is my little baby.” He is probably the closest thing she’ll ever have one to a child since she physically cannot have any. She isn’t too bothered by this though since she prefers dogs to children anyways. “Do you have a dog?”
❛ I used to have one. ❜ he replies, a long long time ago he did but it’s now just a mere memory. ❛ His name was Toby and he was such a hyper one. Always running around and mostly running into things, got a lot of my favorite mugs broken. ❜
◕v◕ wild owly Hi, well, I’m done with drafts I think, I’m sorry it’s been taking me this long but work keeps me busy :( my schedule is awful to say the least and when there’s time I just crash. Hopefully I’ll get on more often on either of my blogs. I miss writing and I miss my friends here. ;A; On another note, I hope you all are doing well and safe. Times are tough and with the quarantines all around it’s discouraging and overwhelming. Stay safe :(
@rcveries asked ( on my old blog ):
“What are you doing?” ( from Adam -throws Adam your way- )
MEME - shit i’ve said to my cat [x]
“PRACTICING.” Stated with a quiet sort of force, as if what she was partaking in should have been obvious. Perhaps it was, but it might have also been a bit difficult to really absorb. The art of knife throwing wasn’t a USUAL display people might come across, especially in an area that was open for a public venture. The silence of the street stretched on for only a block or so before dull drone of cars echoed against the old buildings. Murky windows spied out upon her, b u g s and rodents the usual witnesses. Yet now it seemed another person had come along and nearly stepped into the path of a well aimed blade.
A third spun in her fingers ( the first two embedded into the dinky cardboard box she had clumsily put together ), hands itching with the need to throw. Yet her companion now stood in the way and, while not shy from killing, Cat tried to avoid it under senseless circumstances. Standing in front of her target wasn’t really worth another mark on her record. So nose wrinkled, green eyes sparking with an internal fire she kept hidden. Being able to conjure literal flames was a powerful form of self defense, but she also enjoyed using the glinting steel she held close. Such technique also tended to draw l e s s attention. Fire had a way of igniting even the smallest of situations to a blaze.
“If y’choose to keep standing in my way, I’ll make sure t’aim low. If you get wha’ I’m saying, bub.”
❛ I can see that ❜ he grunted, looking at the box and then to the girl with barely rose eyebrows. It wasn’t amazement the thing that sparked in his eyes, perhaps a little seeing a girl throwing knives with such ease, but rather than that the slight glint in his eyes was hunger. He was hungry, starving to say the least and eager to get home for a bag of blood as soon as possible before Sage dared to come out and play. Less in this girl’s presence, least he wanted was another body to the unknown count in his alter ego’s notebook. But the man had been followed earlier, and the ones stepping on his toes were still behind in the area.
❛ Even if you did aim low kid, I doubt you’d get me. ❜ Great, poking at her pride though wasn’t the best of strategies either and the journalist took a few steps backwards. ❛ Throw your shot... Though these are not places for a girl like you around here. I have no doubt you can take care of yourself, not with those at hand. ❜ he nodded towards the knives stuck in the cardboard.
zeitlosleben:
A smirk formed on her lips at his reply. She had missed him and part of her didn’t want to let go of him now that he was back and by her side. “Maybe, there is only a way to find out.” She kissed him in return, this time the kiss lasting longer than the first one. “You better not leave like that ever again.”
❛ I won’t if it can be helped, you know, this vampire has to eat from time to time. ❜ Sage smirks, leaving his lips trail from hers down her neck and to the base of it, teeth barely grazing her pale skin. ❛ If I bite, would it leave a mark, I wonder? ❜

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@rcveries (joe) [ sc! ]
“Is something wrong? Everything’s been normal with my reaps.” It wasn’t often that Cassie saw her boss. Usually she just dealt with other reapers. So, naturally her first thought was that she had done something - that was usually her reaction to things.
❛ Wrong? ❜ he repeated her word in the most calming of tones, wondering if there would be something off normalcy but alas, that was not the topic that should be brought up. ❛ Nothing wrong, and nothing to worry about that. I was simply wondering how you were doing. ❜ From time to time he’s got to check up on his own right? He’s not as cruel as some paint him.
also if you’re cool with pre-established relationships/dynamics where we skip all the awkwardness of starting to roleplay with someone new and jump straight to plotting a little and tagging each other in stuff hmu
@rcveries asked ( on my old blog ):
“You’re just the cutest thing ever.” (from Izak :D)
MEME - shit i’ve said to my cat [x]
STRAIGHTENING UP, there came a soft chime - her giggles that broke free from between parted lips - while hands made to smooth out the dress she was wearing. Dirt was EVIDENT along its front, along her palms, along her knees. Smears of brown that gave away the fact she had been playing about on the ground, though perhaps in a manner most adults might not consider. One hand c a r e f u l l y laid a few recently plucked flowers into the little basket by her feet, the bouquet she had obtained growing just a tad more in size, but overflowing with colors and explosions of petals. The carrier wasn’t meant for so much as she was gathering, but Sarah paid no mind to such a fact.
Nose would wrinkle as she considered the compliment for a moment. A play of thought clear in her expression before allowing her rounded features to relax, replaced by wide eyes that seemed to glow with a newfound idea. “Thanks you… But. Probably likes… the second or third most cutest thing ever. Because puppies exists, and they’re likes the bestest, most adorablest little things. They’re soooooo f l u f f y, and I saw a dog the other day, his name was Marshall which is an okay name but…”
Little hand would gesture him to near her, own body tilting forward so she could divulge her secret in a voice only slightly lower in volume.
“I think he should have been nameds… Marshmallow.”
Peeking in here in my meal break at work. I’m so tired ;A; but gonna try writing some drafts to boost the soul tbh ;w; HALLOOOOO!!!
Like the hearty!
So, this means I'll go to your wishlist tag and read them to get some inspo for ideas and then I shall run to you to brainstorm. Yes? Like the hearty! <3 please.

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Like the hearty!
So, this means I'll go to your wishlist tag and read them to get some inspo for ideas and then I shall run to you to brainstorm. Yes? Like the hearty! <3 please.
@rcveries - SOULLESS SENTENCE STARTS “No, I am not offended at your insults, I see no purpose in them” (from Adam :P )
She sighed, “That makes it less fun.” Gwen sighed and rested against the wall her arm crossed in front of her. “Alright so are you going to tell me the truth or are you gonna keep trying to tell me that you’re some kind of bizarre supernatural being.”
For a moment he had no words, humans were that funny. Tell them something completely nonsense - even if it’s the truth - and they still would not buy it. ❛ Even if I were that supernatural being, what are you going to do about it huh? ❜