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"Hey! My name is Alexia Seaver, you can just call me Alex."

//current face-claim is Max from the Maximum Ride manga. This is a roleplay blog for my OC, as well as a personal blog. I will roleplay as the male version of my muse (cuz its fun) Please come roleplay with me. I get lonely uwu

//married to the bae (snow-child-kresnik) foREVER CUZ YOLO

Multi-fandom, multi-ship. M!A: Alex has braces for a month

beast-boy10 said: Beast Boy was sitting beneath an apple tree eating apples.

beast-boy10:

oh-look-its-alexia:

Alex was riding her bike, a bit of sweat making her face glossy. She stopped when she came to an apple orchard, setting her bike down against a tree. She walked through the trees, occasionally picking an apple and taking a few large bites out of it. She found a rather sturdy branch and wrapped her hands around it, hoisting herself up and into the tree.

Beast Boy noticed her from afar but did not pay her much attention.

Leaning back against the tree branch, her silvery eyes closed. She parted her lips slightly, diving into a few twisted fantasies and allowing herself to subcumb to the thoughts of her guilty pleasures. She always loved to escape. Being alone was always the best.

beast-boy10 said: Beast Boy was sitting beneath an apple tree eating apples.

Alex was riding her bike, a bit of sweat making her face glossy. She stopped when she came to an apple orchard, setting her bike down against a tree. She walked through the trees, occasionally picking an apple and taking a few large bites out of it. She found a rather sturdy branch and wrapped her hands around it, hoisting herself up and into the tree.

Idols ♡♡♡

Idols ♡♡♡

anikamoa05:

aries: bro ho

taurus: realest ho

gemini:  fake ho

cancer: sensitive ho

leo: cool ho

virgo: bitch ho

libra: smart ass ho

scorpio: best ho

sagittarius: chill ho

capricorn: bitter ho

aquarius:  crazy ho

pisces:  magical ho

snow-child-kresnik:

since it seems no one wants me to reply to anything and that I am honestly a disgusting excuse for a human being, I think I’m going to leave. not that anyone here cares.

I love you, and your dorkass muse. You aren’t disgusting, you’re beautiful. I love you so much. I always check your blog to see if you’re back, and today I saw new messages, and I was super happy! But then…I saw they were you beating yourself up. Please don’t think this way. You’re an amazing writer and an amazing person, and we love you. It may seem like no one cares, but we do. We really fucking do. I’d love it if you replied to me, but it seems like the only opinions that matter are the ones of people who aren’t me. Heh. But I love staying up til 3 in the morning watching our dorky muses fall in love over and over again. And I love talking to you, and hearing what you have to say. And it kills me that you can’t seem to unlock the potential of the universe that resides within you. You are important, you are strong, you are smart. Your writing tends to intimidate me, honestly. It fucking sucks that you feel this way about yourself. I wanna be your antidepressant, I wanna give yoy everything you deserve. I don’t care what anyone says. Even you. You are beautiful and important.

Everyone who terrifies you is sixty-five percent water.
And everyone you love is made of stardust, and I know sometimes
you cannot even breathe deeply, and
the night sky is no home, and
you have cried yourself to sleep enough times
that you are down to your last two percent, but
nothing is infinite,
not even loss.
You are made of the sea and the stars, and one day
you are going to find yourself again.
-Finn Butler

THIS CAT IS AN OLD MAN

babygoatsandfriends:

Girlfriend’s mice tangle their tails when cuddling - Imgur

babygoatsandfriends:

Girlfriend’s mice tangle their tails when cuddling - Imgur