So many problems could be resolved simply by talking to the other person. Yes, sometimes it’s hard, but it’s also necessary and avoiding the issue only makes it worse. Talk to them. They’ll listen and they’ll be glad to help. And if they don’t? It’s time to move on to someone who will. Until you have that discussion the only one to blame is you. Your friend isn’t a mindreader and won’t know there’s a problem if you don’t say anything. Do both of you a favor and TALK.
Decided to do an AU with a friend for our ship once just for fun. It ended catastrophically for me because it ended up revealing that her character would not even bother to be with mine if only a few minor factors were changed. I don’t know if I even have any willpower to RP the normal ship anymore with this new knowledge.
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No, seriously. I can still reblog stuff and talk to my RL friends on my personal blog, but I don’t want to inflict bad characterization on my partners just because I’ve gone and caught a bug. I just hope nobody thinks I’m being a jerk because of it…
I go to bed at 10pm now so I can wake up at 8am to RP with my friend in Holland.
And it’s worth it.
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Totally reblogging this here for reasons.
IE, the group I’m in needs a Johnny for a Three Stooges plot with Spidey and my Iceman.
(via marvel-infinity)
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This is going to be awfully difficult to explain if she decides to get in contact again.
I proofread IC conversations out loud just to make sure it sounds all right and not too funky. Last time I went on a reply spree, I forgot my parents were in the room as I went through my routine proofreading. Their faces… hahah.
It started with hate and bitterness.
It continued with bonding and slowly formed trust.
Four months later, they peck each other on the lips.
And I sit in the dark of my room, a single tear falling into the bag of Doritos in my lap. “We did it,” I whisper. “We did the thing.”
