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so , i can’t log off this blog until i get to say goodbye. because i think that goodbyes are always important for closure. jordan was an amazing writer because because she built worlds with words, & that’s something that is so beautiful. the characters that she wrote were always in depth & well thought out. when we wrote together, she was an amazing roleplay partner. every potential interaction was exciting to her, & you could tell. she loved the worlds we made, & it made roleplaying with her fun & open. not to mention, that while i took my long breaks from tumblr, jordan would always welcome me back like i had never left. it was amazing, & i’ll never forget it. my characterization of hanna feels like it has been ripped to shreds. i feel like i lost something important, that i will never, ever get back. i can only look back on our writings together as a finished book. something that’s just… still. no longer changing & evolving, & that’s sad.
if you are also affected by the lost of jordan, i encourage you to reblog this &/or add your experience of jordan. it is perfectly fine that we miss her: we are the roleplay COMMUNITY, after all. to me, it’s like losing an old friend that’s been around for the longest time. missing jordan is valid. let yourself feel that pain, & don’t let anyone tell you that it hurts any less because she was an “just an internet friend.” she was so much more to many of us.
GOFUNDME FOR JORDAN’S FUNERAL EXPENSES .
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on the walls of my home, there are signs that i'm alone. i keep on every light … talk to my dog, he don't mind. / independent original character, as created & loved by eevee. psd.
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do you know what happened to jordan/viciousheart? someone is sending messages on their profile that the user passed away but the user has appeared active on discord these past few days
it very well be her mother, who i know has access to the account. however, yes, jordan has passed away. i did not ask her mother what happened, as her mother was already probably living a nightmare, but i have heard from other friends of jordan that it might have been complications from diabetes.
sorry if this has been sitting for a moment, i’ve been distancing myself from hanna’s blog to cope with the loss of jordan because... well because jordan really loved my hanna & we were always writing together on here. to the other anon who asked pretty much the same question, i hope this answers it for you.
thank you to all who continue to share jordan’s story and gofundme link. i appreciate it more than you can imagine. again, if you need direct access to me, please shoot me a request on my discord:
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on the walls of my home, there are signs that i'm alone. i keep on every light … talk to my dog, he don't mind. / independent original character, as created & loved by eevee. psd.
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oh wait before i go , find me over @fuzzzydices .
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so , i can't log off this blog until i get to say goodbye. because i think that goodbyes are always important for closure. jordan was an amazing writer because because she built worlds with words, & that's something that is so beautiful. the characters that she wrote were always in depth & well thought out. when we wrote together, she was an amazing roleplay partner. every potential interaction was exciting to her, & you could tell. she loved the worlds we made, & it made roleplaying with her fun & open. not to mention, that while i took my long breaks from tumblr, jordan would always welcome me back like i had never left. it was amazing, & i'll never forget it. my characterization of hanna feels like it has been ripped to shreds. i feel like i lost something important, that i will never, ever get back. i can only look back on our writings together as a finished book. something that's just... still. no longer changing & evolving, & that's sad.
if you are also affected by the lost of jordan, i encourage you to reblog this &/or add your experience of jordan. it is perfectly fine that we miss her: we are the roleplay COMMUNITY, after all. to me, it's like losing an old friend that's been around for the longest time. missing jordan is valid. let yourself feel that pain, & don't let anyone tell you that it hurts any less because she was an "just an internet friend." she was so much more to many of us.
GOFUNDME FOR JORDAN’S FUNERAL EXPENSES .
#goodbye jordan.#i'll miss you tons#rest in peace#death tw#death //#i'm gonna log off hanna now after this tribute#ooc.#psd is somresources seasons of love
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It is with such an enormously heavy heart that I have learned that @viciousheart, Jordan, who had an incredible heart and love of animals and thrived in the creation of the worlds of her characters passed away last month.
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so i’m not going to lie: jordan’s death is affecting me pretty heavily, especially on hanna’s blog, because jordan was one of my closest partners on this blog, and someone that i looked forward to writing with. so i think for the time being, i’m gonna take a break from this blog & move hanna to discord only. i will still be active on my two other blogs: @fuzzzydices & @shefenice.
my discord is: queen hanna marin#9962 if you want to add me to write with hanna. also when i come back, i doubt it will be to this blog, i will probably revamp.
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RPC !!! PLEASE READ !!! IMPORTANT !! ( TW: DEATH )
i am so unbelievably hurt to share with you all that we’ve lost someone in the rpc. jordan, who wrote @viciousheart, @flamereigns, & many others, has passed away. her mother contacted me via jordan’s discord to let me know. i asked her mother if there was anything i can do to help, & she asked me to share the link to the gofundme page they’ve made for jordan. as most of you know, jordan had recently lost her father. her mother now has two funeral expenses to pay for. please, please, PLEASE consider donating to the gofund me HERE. if you cannot donate, please share this.
i am thinking of making a rest in peace post where rpers alike can memoralize jordan, & i was thinking of sending her that post. if you would reply to this post with a heart if you’d be interested if i did that.
GOFUNDME LINK ONE MORE TIME.
SIGNAL BOOST. SIGNAL BOOST. SIGNAL BOOST.
#signal boost //#important //#death //#death tw#ooc.#i literally have never had my heart sink so much#jordan was amazing#and such a good writer#and so sweet
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so… due to my job being so delayed due to covid-19 ( return dates keep getting pushed back, i literally didn’t get to go back to work until tomorrow ) i am going to be offering base icons for super cheap in order to make a few bucks. i don’t know how to make my own psds, so all i can offer at the moment is base icons unfortunately. if you are interested, you are more than welcome to IM me for more details!
𝖕𝖗𝖎𝖈𝖊𝖘
50 icons , $1 USD
100 icons , $2 USD
150 icons , $3 USD
200 icons , $4 USD
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spots to kiss. since y’all like kissing prompts—and who wouldn’t, honestly–so have a collection of places to press your lips to. many of these work perfectly fine for platonic or familiar affection while some are a bit steamier, though what counts as what is of course naturally dependent on the muses and the context. send ‘ SPOTS TO KISS + [number] ’ to kiss my muse there, or with # for dealer’s choice. context and description allowed and encouraged. feel free to use the last option ( 57 ) to give the kiss on any fantasy or scifi body parts not listed here.
a kiss on the top of the head.
a kiss to hair.
a kiss on the forehead.
a kiss on the space between eyebrows.
a kiss on the temple.
a kiss on the cheek.
a kiss on the eyelid or the undereye.
a kiss on the nose
a kiss on the ear.
a kiss on that space where jaw connects.
a kiss on the corner of the mouth.
a kiss on the cupid’s bow.
a kiss on the lips.
a kiss on the chin.
a kiss on the jawline.
a kiss on the back of the neck.
a kiss on the underside of the jaw.
a kiss on the throat.
a kiss on the side of the neck.
a kiss on where the back of the neck turns to shoulder.
a kiss above the collarbone.
a kiss along the collarbone.
a kiss on the space between collarbones.
a kiss on the shoulder.
a kiss on the bicep.
a kiss on the forearm.
a kiss on the elbow.
a kiss on the outside of the wrist.
a kiss on the inside of the wrist.
a kiss on the back of the hand.
a kiss on the palm.
a kiss on a finger. ( which one? )
a kiss on the side of the ribs.
a kiss on the shoulder blade.
a kiss on the space between shoulder blades.
a kiss along the curve of the spine.
a kiss on the upper back.
a kiss on the lower back.
a kiss on the sternum.
a kiss on a pec / breast.
a kiss under the breast.
a kiss on where the sternum ends.
a kiss on the stomach.
a kiss on the navel.
a kiss on the hipbone.
a kiss on the ‘v’.
a kiss on the front of the thigh.
a kiss on the back of the thigh.
a kiss on the inner thigh.
a kiss on the knee.
a kiss on the calf.
a kiss on the ankle.
a kiss on the heel.
a kiss on the foot.
a kiss on a toe.
a kiss on an nsfw body part not listed here. ( where? )
a kiss on a sfw body part not listed here. ( where? )
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all i need is five likes and i’ll make an oc blog
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eyes closed ; another way to make it to ten. oh, how to draw the line between wrath and mercy ? / independent & selective comics based jean grey . as loved by eevee . psd .
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he thinks he knows the answer — until he realizes he doesn’t . hanna seems to have already framed and hung up the picture-perfect idea of them on the wall , and he’s wary of it . he doesn’t trust it — doesn’t trust himself with it , not to tarnish it . eyes avert downward in shame , as his response will prove to be underwhelming . ‘ i don’t — ’ he clears his throat as he finds the courage to verbalize his thoughts . he looks up when he speaks ; he wants his thoughts to be as clear to her as he can make them . ‘ i don’t wanna hurt you , hanna . and i feel like i’d be doing exactly that … if i stayed . ’ he swallows roughly , as he voices his fears out loud and thus , materializing them in the process , ‘ ‘cause that’s what i do … every time i come back to you … ’ sorrow reflects upon emerald eyes as he almost pleads . ‘ tell me i’m wrong . ’
❝ listen to me, dean. before i risk sounding like a sappy rom-com, i just want you to know that it's worth it. just the fact that you come back. --- because i love you, ❞ hanna says, tears gathering in her eyes. she doesn't let them fall, she simply just looks up, blinking quickly. once she looks down, a couple fall, but her blue eyes are resolute. ❝ & most of what makes it hard is that fact that you're so quick to assume that every bad thing that happens has to be something you have to carry. god, just let yourself have something! ❞
#looks who's back#it's me#bursting through the door with a casual i love u in the middle of the fight
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‘ — … ’ he falls silent as she confronts him with such a difficult question . he wants to explain without answering , but he knows it’s not something that she wants to hear . she wants a simple answer to a not - so - simple yes / no question . but he doesn’t give her that . he can’t tell her , because even when he knows what the truth is , it’s not what matters at the end . what dean wants is not always correlated to what dean has to do . and , so , he remains quiet , as somber eyes stare back without anything to offer , for he feels utterly defeated .
❝ i'm literally just asking you to let me be someone you get to come home to at the end of the day. i'm not asking for you to make me hunter or something i'm not because... let's be real, i'm not that. but --- tell me we don't have a connection, dean, & i'll drop it. but if you know, like i do, that we do, then you should at least think about it, ❞ hanna says, conviction growing in her voice. her voice cracks slightly once, but she regains her composure towards the end. when she's finished, arms cross over her chest, & she tries to remain solid. ❝ can you please just say something? ❞
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Winter Shippy Starters
Send in a number or send ☃️ for a random one, and “+ Reverse” for the other way around
Your muse warms their freezing hands with mine’s breath
My muse takes yours to the hospital after they slipped
Sharing a blanket in a cold house
My muse invites yours to a winter’s dance
Holding hands and ice skating
Your muse sticks snow in mine’s coat
Making snow angels so the wings touch
Your muse surprises mine with a snowball fight
My muse catches yours when they slipped on ice
Catching snowflakes on their tongues
Your muse presses their freezing hands/feet on mine
Couples ski/snowboard/snowshoe trip
My muse notices yours staring at the aurora on a clear night
They get snowed in together and the power goes out
My muse pulls yours out of a freezing lake
Making snowmen together
Your muse sabotages mine in a gingerbread house construction contest
My muse surprises yours with a special present
Making s’mores inside
The car broke down and we’re stuck in the snow waiting for a tow
My muse makes hot chocolate for yours
Your muse rescues mine from the cold
Sledding together
Its snowing and my muse has forgotten their jacket
Our muses go on a tour of the best lights in the city
They must huddle together…. for warmth
My muse has never seen snow before so yours is introducing them to the wonder… or the hideousness.
Our muses cuddle up by the fire while a blizzard rages outside
My muse knit yours a sweater
Our muses spend New Years eve together
Fake dating at a holiday party
Your muse finds mine taking a walk through a frozen garden to escape the party inside
Free square, recipients choice!
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𝑡𝑎𝑦𝑙𝑜𝑟 𝑠𝑤𝑖𝑓𝑡: 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒
The following is a collection of lyric sentence starters from Taylor Swift’s ninth studio album evermore. May contain mature subject matter.
WILLOW
I’m rough on the surface, but you cut through like a knife
If it was an open-shut case I never would have known from the look on your face
Lost in your current like a priceless wine
The more that you say, the less I know
Wherever you stray, I follow
I’m begging for you to take my hand
I’m begging for you
I can feel you sneakin’ in
There was one prize I’d cheat to win
They count me out time and time again
Anywhere else is hollow
That’s my man
I come back stronger than a ‘90s trend
Wait for the signal, and I’ll meet you after dark
I’ll meet you after dark
Show me the places where the others gave you scars
This is an open-shut case
I should'a known from the look on your face
Hey, that’s my man
Yeah, that’s my man
CHAMPAGNE PROBLEMS
You booked the night train for a reason
Your heart was glass, I dropped it
You told your family for a reason
You dropped my hand while dancing, left me out there standing
Love slipped beyond your reaches and I couldn’t give a reason
This dorm was once a madhouse
Well, it’s made for me
Soon they’ll have the nerve to deck the halls that we once walked through
I never was ready so I watch you go
She would’ve made such a lovely bride, what a shame she’s fucked in the head
Sometimes you just don’t know the answer til someone’s on their knees and asks you
You won’t remember all my champagne problems
GOLD RUSH
I don’t like a gold rush
I don’t like that anyone would die to feel your touch
Everybody wants you
Everybody wonders what it would be like to love you
What must it be like to grow up that beautiful?
I can’t dare to dream about you anymore
My mind turns your life into folklore
I won’t call you out on your contrarian shit
‘TIS THE DAMN SEASON
If I wanted to know who you were hanging with while I was gone, I would have asked you
There’s an ache in you, put there by the ache in me
But if it’s all the same to you it’s the same to me
You could call me “babe” for the weekend
We could call it even
Remember how you watched me leave
You can run, but only so far
And the road not taken looks real good now
Hear me out, we could just ride around
The road not taken looks real good now and it always leads to you in my hometown
I won’t ask you to wait if you don’t ask me to stay
I wonder about the only soul who can tell which smiles I’m fakin'
The heart I know I’m breakin’ is my own
Even though I’m leavin’ and I’ll be yours for the weekend
'Tis the damn season
TOLERATE IT
I notice everything you do or don’t do
You’re so much older and wiser
If it’s all in my head tell me now
Tell me I’ve got it wrong somehow
I know my love should be celebrated but you tolerate it
I take your indiscretions all in good fun
I made you my temple, my mural, my sky - now I’m begging for footnotes in the story of your life
I’m begging for footnotes in the story of your life
You assume I’m fine, but what would you do if I break free and leave us in ruins?
Believe me, I could do it
NO BODY, NO CRIME
He did it
Her husband’s actin’ different, and it smells like infidelity
That ain’t my merlot on his mouth. That ain’t my jewelry on our joint account
I think I’m gonna call him out
No, there ain’t no doubt
I think he did it, but I just can’t prove it
No body, no crime
I ain’t lettin’ up until the day I die
Good thing my daddy made me get a boating license when I was fifteen
I’ve cleaned enough houses to know how to cover up a scene
She was with me, dude
They think she did it, but they just can’t prove it
Good thing his mistress took out a big life insurance policy
I wasn’t lettin’ up until the day he died
HAPPINESS
I see this for what it is
All the years I’ve given is just shit we’re dividin’ up
I can’t face reinvention
There’ll be happiness after you
There was happiness because of you
Haunted by the look in my eyes that would’ve loved you for a lifetime
Tell me, when did your winning smile begin to look like a smirk?
I hope she’ll be your beautiful fool, who takes my spot next to you
No, I didn’t mean that
Sorry, I can’t see facts through all of my fury
You haven’t met the new me yet
There’ll be happiness after me
There was happiness because of me
I can’t make it go away by making you a villain
I pulled your body into mine every goddamn night, now I get fake niceties
No one teaches you what to do when a good man hurts you and you know you hurt him, too
All you want from me now is the green light of forgiveness
After giving you the best I had, tell me what to give after that?
All you want from me now is the green light of forgiveness. You haven’t met the new me yet and I think she’ll give you that
DOROTHEA
Do you ever stop and think about me?
A tiny screen’s the only place I see you now
I got nothing but well-wishes for ya
This place is the same as it ever was but you don’t like it that way
It’s never too late to come back to my side
You'rе a queen sellin’ dreams, sellin’ makeup and magazines
From you I’d buy anything
But are you still the same soul I met under the bleachers?
I guess I’ll never know
If you’re ever tired of being known for who you know, you’ll always know me.
CONEY ISLAND
If I can’t relate to you anymore then who am I related to?
And if this is the long haul how’d we get here so soon?
Did I close my fist around something delicate?
Did I shatter you?
Sorry for not making you my centerfold
What’s a lifetime of achievement if I pushed you to the edge but you were too polite to leave me?
Do you miss the rogue who coaxed you into paradise and left you there?
Will you forgive my soul when you’re too wise to trust me and too old to care?
We were like the mall before the internet
Were you waiting at our old spot: in the tree line by the gold clock?
Did I leave you hanging every single day?
When I got into the accident the sight that flashed before me was your face
IVY
Your touch brought forth an incandescent glow, tarnished but so grand
I just sit here and wait, grieving for the living
My pain fits in the palm of your freezing hand
My pain fits in the palm of your freezing hand taking mine, but it’s been promised to another
Stop you putting roots in my dreamland
I wish to know the fatal flaw that makes you long to be magnificently cursed
Your opal eyes are all I wish to see
I’d live and die for moments that we stole
What would he do if he found us out?
Dare to sit and watch what we’ll become
It’s a goddamn blaze in the dark and you started it
It’s the goddamn fight of my life and you started it
COWBOY LIKE ME
Dancin’ is a dangerous game
I’m never gonna love again
I’ve got some tricks up my sleeve
Takes one to know one
Never wanted love, just a fancy car
You’re a cowboy like me
I’m telling all the rich folks anything they wanna hear
You’re a bandit like me
Never thought I’d meet you here
We could be the way forward and I know I’ll pay for it
The skeletons in both our closets plotted hard to fuck this up
The old men that I’ve swindled really did believe I was the one
Now you hang from my lips like the Gardens of Babylon
Forever is the sweetest con
LONG STORY SHORT
I tried to pick my battles ‘til the battle picked me
I was in the alley, surrounded on all sides
Long story short, it was a bad time
If the shoe fits, walk in it 'til your high heels break
I clung to the nearest lips and long story short, it was the wrong guy
Now I’m all about you
Actually, I always felt I must look better in the rear view - missing me.
If someone comes at us, this time, I’m ready
No more keepin’ score, now I just keep you warm
Past me, I wanna tell you not to get lost in these petty things
Your nemeses will defeat themselves before you get the chance to swing
He feels like home
Long story short, I survived
MARJORIE
Never be so kind you forget to be clever
Never be so clever you forget to be kind
If I didn’t know better I’d think you were talking to me now
If I didn’t know better I’d think you were still around
You’re alive in my head
What died didn’t stay dead
You’re alive, so alive
Never be so polite you forget your power
Nevеr wield such power you forget to be polite
I should’ve asked you questions
Should’ve kept every grocery store receipt cause every scrap of you would be taken from me
I know better but you’re still around
I still feel you all around
CLOSURE
It’s been a long time and seeing the shape of your name still spells out pain
Yes, I’m doing better
I don’t need your closure
Yes, I got your letter
Don’t treat me like some situation that needs to be handled
I’m fine with my spite and my tears, and my beers and my candles
I know I’m just a wrinkle in your new life
Staying friends would iron it out so nice
EVERMORE
Gray November, I’ve been down since July
I replay my footsteps on each stepping stone trying to find the one where I went wrong
I couldn’t be sure
I had a feeling so peculiar that this pain would be for evermore
Guess I’m feeling unmoored
Can’t remember what I used to fight for
Can’t not think of all the cost and the things that will be lost
To be certain, we’ll be tall again
Is there a line that I could just go cross?
And when I was shipwrecked I thought of you
It was real enough to get me through
I dreamed of you
I swear you were there
I had a feeling so peculiar, this pain wouldn’t be for evermore
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