OKAY IM GOING TO SAY SOME SHIT ABOUT THIS RIGHT NOW. IT WORKED. IT FUCKING WORKED I WAS ON TUMBLR AND THOUGH ‘well fuck it might as well i mean i need the fucking A in science’ AND WHAT DO YOU KNOW 5 DAYS LATER I CHECK MY GRADES AND WHOOP DE FUCKING DO ALL MY CLASSES HAD A LEAST A B AND I GOT THE A IN SCIENCE
DUDE IT REALLY DOES WORK I passed my philosophy class with a C even though I missed 4 of the 6 quizzes and turned in my final paper a week late
what was so great about roleplaying back in 2011/2012/2013? hm lets take a journey down shitville aka the rp community over the years (not under read more bc this shit is very imp haha so)
well firstly people only did it or fun. no one cared how pretty graphics were or how popular the admin was really all we did was join rps because we were bored. yes. that’s why. we just wanted to have fun and honestly just to play our favorite celebrities how we wanted to. talk blogs were basically a myth back then and when one or two would pop up, they would leave i like an hour tops. literally.
also back then the rph community was so fucking helpful literally we were so resourceful and we all got along. wanna know something funny. people used to be to post ooc posts and rn we all kinda need to go back like how we used to? being helpful and having fun? not seeing who could expose someone faster than the other or who is the rp of this or rp of that. we just need to remind ourselves that rp is just to have fun and not be in touch with reality for a bit?
why am i blowing this out of porportion, you may ask? bc its rlly fckn sad to see more plotless/appless rps in the tag than bio and oc ones. literally whenever someone sees n app on an rp, im p sure they click out so quick its unbelievable.
this rp here has been going around since 2k12 and idk abt u but thats a really long long time especially now a days since rps last like what, three days? but i bet you half of you wouldn’t even look at the page before exiting because there aren’t 6 textures and 8 psds on it like honestly its not all about the graphics or how attractive the main looks its about the fucking quality of the writing an plot. thats what rp is about.
holys hit theres so muych to say but so little time…. everything was so different in the sense that judgement of others on such a place that should be encouraging and welcomging didnt exist and rps were cometitive w apps that were easy to fill out not some fcking novel to have to read, paras were thought out in apps and you’d find them eveyerwhere onthe dash and even if te paras were short they meant something and they added to the devleopment of the chara like it didnt even have to be dramatic af it would just all tie in perfeclt yand make sense in the end and gifs weren’t the size of my thumbnail they were huge and no one cared themed were crazy lookin and ppl never felt the odd need to make a whole other blog to hurt ppls feelings ssaying their graphics werent up to par rphs actually helped…. literllaly they did stuff for ppl and it wasnt much of a chore bc ppl didnt ask for stupid things like hey makeovr my entire rp and practiclaly run it for me
ttashabartons was used or whatever th ename was and it made everythig so cute and inviting and the monochromatic themes wrere cute and ppl ACTUALLY WENT ALONG WITH CHEMISTRY LIK EIT WASNST SOME BULLSHIT oh ehey she’ll fall in love w anyone but secrelty she’ll only go after the harry like no whatever happened happened and if there even was a case where a certain ship was wanted well theyd make a ship rp and not bother ppl and im so emo rn
everything was easier dude like you could have an rp and the graphics wouldn’t matter and people didn’t care about the size of your gifs or if your text is small they only cared about whether or not your writing was good and if your plot was amazing. There was no stupid drama and people didn’t steal rps. every fc got replied to and the dash would always move there would never be a time where you wouldn’t see 100+ by the home button and when you did it was because it was 6am and people were still on the dash. People were dedicated and there was no bias. Filling out an app was actually fun and exhilarating. people weren’t so uptight about activity because if you were gone they all knew you would come back. Rps were like family instead of a competition and it wasn’t a burden to log on. You could join 10 rps and be active in all of them. It wasn’t about the fame or the anons it was about connecting with a group of people and growing w them as a whole
this might sounds repetitive because i had some friends help me but really i think its time for the community to grow the FUCK up if they really want to have fun roleplaying and not ruin it for other ppl who take interest into it. if you have a problem with anything i just said or think i overreacted its not that hard to hit the fucking unfollow button bc ur probably one of the idiots who’s ruining this community. pce
I didn’t even see this last night, but it’s beautiful and tru af.
This is my second ever theme and once again, unfortunately, it doesn’t have pagination. This is due to the fact that it seems to disappear when I add code in so I’m sorry for that. However, I’m quite a fan of the layout and design of this theme so I hope you are too. If you are going to use this theme, please like or reblog this post so I can see it in use! Thanks in advance!
FEATURES OF THE THEME:
• x2 sidebar images both 500x200 • Space for two admin images 165x50. • Four 100% customizable links. • Top sidebar hover where the links are hidden. • 500px posts. • Many colour customization options. • Scroll description so you can write as many lines as you need!
plots inspired by songs, ft. ed sheeran and taylor swift
1. tell her that i need her, tell her that she’s more than a one-night stand.
[muse a] is far from successful, travelling from show to show with a few dozen people for a crowd, and [muse b] is well on their own. Living in the same town, they know each other — not too well, yet they’re strangely comfortable around the other. One day, when [muse a] is in town again, they meet up, and the night turns into something much more fun than either of them had planned prior to the meeting. [muse b], however, doesn’t seem to see it as anything more because they don’t really have anyone who’d care for them, and [muse a] is quite determined to show them otherwise.
2. maybe you were needed up there, but we're still unaware as why.
(trigger warning: miscarriage) [muse a] and [muse b] weren’t close in the slightest. Not in high school, and certainly not in college. They did, however, sleep together come graduation after getting their degrees and, much too early, [muse a] got pregnant after the night. Neither of them was particularly joyed with the fact, but they agreed to wait it out. I was months later, and it all brought them close enough to get into a romantic relationship, agreeing that they’d keep the baby no matter what. Five months, and it was all gone. After a sudden fall, [muse a] suffered a miscarriage and now… Well, now they needed to deal with the aftermath, and neither of them wanted to let go while at the same time pushing the other away.
3. and i don't get waves of missing you anymore, they're more like tsunami tides in my eyes.
Neither [muse a] nor [muse b] want to give up what they have. It’s not been long since they’ve started dating, but they grew attached to each other faster than to anyone before. Yeah, maybe it scares them a little, even, but their paths are too different. There’s no place for them to continue their relationship when [muse a] wants to go to college and [muse b] can’t just up and leave everything behind for them. It’s just not possible and it kills them because they want nothing more than to stay together. [muse a], though, is the first to say that long distance is something they can’t really do and it wouldn’t work. There’s a thousand reasons why they can’t be together anymore, and neither wants to let go. So they part on somewhat bad terms and they’re miserable at best. Day to day life becomes insufferable when they await the other’s call every hour, and finally, [muse b] is the one to muster up the courage to call [muse a] and just… talk,.
4. i could take the back road, but your eyes will lead me straight back home.
They’re fooling themselves, thats what they’re doing with this. Saying they’re just friends and hopping into bed with each other the second the door is closed and no one can see them. It’s not another case of friends with benefits, really, because that would mean they have no feelings for each other. But they do. They really always have, but they never admitted it to each other. For the sake of keeping a friendship going or whatever, that was [muse a]’s excuse. [muse b], on the other hand, is just too shy and scared to ask if they can be something more because it’s kind of exclusive, a thing that they don’t do with anyone else. Just each other. And it feels intimate every time, more so when [muse a] mutters a gentle comment of how beautiful [muse b] is or [muse b] runs their fingers up [muse a]’s spine thoughtfully. They can’t be more, though. Why? That’d mean having to take a step forward, and with them both being just college students, neither wants to settle down.
5. 'cause all i know is we said hello, and your eyes look like coming home.
They meet through their kids. Both single parents, [muse a] and [muse b] have been acquaintances ever since [muse a] moved to the town and enrolled her kid at the same kindergarten as [muse b]. Nothing happens for a long while, though. They talk only a year later, getting by on mere greetings until the day when they both come a little too early and start up casual small talk. Except really, the small talk turns deeper than any of them intended and they learn things about each other — similar interests, their back stories. And from that day forward, they both make sure to come a little early every time.
6. please don't be in love with someone else, please don't have somebody waiting on you.
[muse a] and [muse b] meet at a boring event, one at which they’re both the youngest and the least involved. It’s supposed to be a party, a fundraiser, but they’re just there for support of their parents. Their eyes meet in the middle of the night and the attraction is obvious from the moment they do. The night ends with them talking for hours before [muse a] has to go and they exchange numbers. At home, [muse b] has to wonder if [muse a] is single or not, because they can’t deny the chemistry between them. No one is mentioned as they exchange texts back and forth for weeks, and yet [muse a] is definitely tied down, with an engagement ring of all things.
7. and right before your eyes i'm aching, no past, nowhere to hide, just you and me.
Their relationship is dysfunctional at best; they argue and break up all the time, they see other people, sometimes very obviously so. But they’re also at the point in their lives when there’s no more time for playing games — they need to settle down. And really, they both want to. It’s too bad, then, that [muse a] finds it hard to keep a promise to [muse b]. They go over it time and time again, each time swearing they won’t hurt each other, hoping that it’s the last time they ever fight. The day never comes, though, but they’re stuck in love and a desire to fight for what they have.
8. i am not the kind of girl who should be rudely barging in on a white veil occasion.
[muse a] is not one to typically even think of ruining a wedding by standing up. Which is why, when the preacher says to speak now, there’s no thinking involved when they stand up. At a loss for other words, [muse a] just simply says, “Don’t”. Everything happens too fast, and they’re off together, driving towards who knows where with excitement and guilt mixing inside them. It all dies down too soon, when they’re reminded of countless reasons of why they broke up in the first place and why [muse b] was with another person in that church.
9. i'm feeling like i don't know you, you tell me that you want me then cut me down
[muse a] is, to put it lightly, arrogant. They’re not afraid of putting other people down in order to assert their own status at the school. [muse b], on the other hand, is always trying to be nice to everyone and succeeding in that. Their paths, however unlikely, meet come summer after sophomore year and it goes well at first. Until, that is, school starts up again and they’re back to their roles once more. It’s not that they have to break up, but [muse a] is still the same towards everyone, including [muse b], and it’s bound to take a toll on their relationship.
Hello! We’re an OC Percy Jackson-based roleplay set post-Blood of Olympus, though prior knowledge of the series is not required to join. Could you give us a shoutout, please? Thank you!
