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[damnedbcnes]

How awkward. But 6ish months, a root canal and some medication for my depression in the works later, and the desire to write comes back. tentatively announcing a return – but only for Clarke and on her original blog @blackthumbed . I did miss you guys!

[damnedbcnes]

How awkward. But 6ish months, a root canal and some medication for my depression in the works later, and the desire to write comes back. tentatively announcing a return – but only for Clarke and on her original blog @blackthumbed . I did miss you guys!

[damnedbcnes]

How awkward. But 6ish months, a root canal and some medication for my depression in the works later, and the desire to write comes back. tentatively announcing a return -- but only for Clarke and on her original blog @blackthumbed . I did miss you guys!

#mun talk

[damnedbcnes]

It’s been a long time coming, honestly but I’m leaving tumblr rp. Sounds dramatic, but it’s really not? I no longer really get any enjoyment out of it, and am turning my attention back to personal writing projects. If I ever do rp again, it’ll probably be privately via skype. I have a personal blog I frequent @ineffablewitch for anyone who still wants to interact ooc. 

it was fun meeting you guys and writing together! I hope you all keep enjoying the flip out of this hobby, seriously! 

#queue have promises to keep

[damnedbcnes]

It’s been a long time coming, honestly but I’m leaving tumblr rp. Sounds dramatic, but it’s really not? I no longer really get any enjoyment out of it, and am turning my attention back to personal writing projects. If I ever do rp again, it’ll probably be privately via skype. I have a personal blog I frequent @ineffablewitch for anyone who still wants to interact ooc. 

it was fun meeting you guys and writing together! I hope you all keep enjoying the flip out of this hobby, seriously! 

#queue have promises to keep

[damnedbcnes]

It’s been a long time coming, honestly but I’m leaving tumblr rp. Sounds dramatic, but it’s really not? I no longer really get any enjoyment out of it, and am turning my attention back to personal writing projects. If I ever do rp again, it’ll probably be privately via skype. I have a personal blog I frequent @ineffablewitch for anyone who still wants to interact ooc. 

it was fun meeting you guys and writing together! I hope you all keep enjoying the flip out of this hobby, seriously! 

#queue have promises to keep

[damnedbcnes]

It’s been a long time coming, honestly but I’m leaving tumblr rp. Sounds dramatic, but it’s really not? I no longer really get any enjoyment out of it, and am turning my attention back to personal writing projects. If I ever do rp again, it’ll probably be privately via skype. I have a personal blog I frequent @ineffablewitch for anyone who still wants to interact ooc. 

it was fun meeting you guys and writing together! I hope you all keep enjoying the flip out of this hobby, seriously! 

#queue have promises to keep

[damnedbcnes]

It’s been a long time coming, honestly but I’m leaving tumblr rp. Sounds dramatic, but it’s really not? I no longer really get any enjoyment out of it, and am turning my attention back to personal writing projects. If I ever do rp again, it’ll probably be privately via skype. I have a personal blog I frequent @ineffablewitch for anyone who still wants to interact ooc. 

it was fun meeting you guys and writing together! I hope you all keep enjoying the flip out of this hobby, seriously! 

#outofdirt #i'll queue this up but otherwise i'm no longer on here

[damnedbcnes]

helqust:

“Wait, what?!” His expression now grim, already giving his bite mark another glance. “Which one? It’s alive or conscious?” He’s resisting the urge to poke it with his finger. “Yeah, I want to be awake for this. Just in case…”He trailed off, passing glances between her and the wound. “And I’m 25!” 

“Well -- conscious. It really only develops a ‘voice’ once the infection is redeemable. Why else would all werewolves be violent? Some mild mannered people have probably been infected over the years. The issue is the ‘wolf’ treats your body as a ‘steed’ so to speak. I haven’t traced the original creation, but it’s something of a constantly replicating reincarnation of it’s creator.”

 She’d gone into lecture mode. And found the silver rod. She pointed at the couch in her office. “Sit. I can’t believe you’re only five years younger than me.”

#helqust #muse: Ainsley

[damnedbcnes]

I’m back! I need to redo my theme and update pages, but I am indeed here again. 

#Outofdirt #the new avatar is a place holder until i find one for the blog

[damnedbcnes]

So the election utterly destroyed my ability to NaNoWriMo. I may be back sooner than later. Going to have to revamp a few things when I return. 

#outofdirt

[damnedbcnes]

In case any of my followers here are worried, I am safe. For the time being. 

#Outofdirt #nanowrimo hiatus still in effect #because i'll be fucked before i left this shit stop me from acomplishign shit #I WAS MAKING PROGRESS #JUST BECAUSE I'M CRYING SO HARD I CAN'T SEE #DOESN'T MEAN I'M NOT FIGHTING

[damnedbcnes]

Semi-hiatus is now Full Hiatus

Because in 7 hours, Nanowrimo begins and I won't have time to tumblr

#outofdirt #honestly i may not come back

[damnedbcnes]

And now came the confusion. And just a touch of irritation. She didn’t mind Kira knowing -- it wasn’t that. It was that she didn’t know what the  other woman had heard. So far as Clarke knew her touch worked pretty much exclusively on dead things. From plants to people. It was why she  was meticulously careful whenever she bought meat. The last thing she  needed was a skinned chicken running around, for example. 

“Correct me if I’m wrong here, but you’re definitely alive.” 

@damnedbones | cont. from x

Cared for… She thought back to a turning point with Crane, another painful inconvenience that landed herself a funeral. She heard her reception was somewhat populated then. It was something else to imagine it now. But, therein lied a problem. Kira breathed in frustration as she concluded monotonously, “There wouldn’t be a body to revive or bury.“ She tried her best to elaborate with a hesitant gesture of a gloved hand. “And, your touch acts differently for those technically not alive, so…” There really was nothing she could do to help.

#bloodthirstybirdbabe #muse: clarke

[damnedbcnes]

The Strain is on Hulu. I’ve just shot this day down the toilet. 

#guillarmo del toro is my man okay #this is so good already #outofdirt

[damnedbcnes]

That sounded... grim. Clarke was certain she was missing several pieces of information. She had in fact requested to be left in the dark when it came to illegal ventures. Still, seeing Kira act this way was disconcerting. 

“If you know...” she wished she’d been the one to divulge that information. It was deeply personal. “Then you need to tell me right now what you want done if... you don’t come back on your own. Because there’s a chance of subverting nature, and you’re too well cared for to be left for dead.”

“Would you like me to go with you, since you seem so scared?” (Clarke)

 “No. No, I’m afraid this is where I have to leave you. At least for the moment. Should I not return, Crane’ll likely ask River to make sure you’re safe.” Before any sort of protest on her behalf, Kira had to interject. “–I know I’ve been holding back…Being strange. I want you to know, I know what you really did for him. I know you saved his life. Past his time? Thank-you…”

#bloodthirstybirdbabe #muse: Clarke #oooo the plot thickens

[damnedbcnes]

"This is my costume. I'm a homicidal maniac. They look like everybody else." (Any muse. Sorry I'm on my iPod atm and can't see your muse page XD)

“In that case, I’m a closet monster. They look like oversized sweaters and un-done hair,” she deadpanned. 

Ainsley liked Halloween as much as the next girl. But had too much coursework to actively dress up. “You’ve one upped me.”

#muse: Ainsley #verse: TBA #loathedlineage