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please do not let ferguson die out like everything else big does. do not let this die out. do not let this continue on for three days and then everyone forget about it. do not let this happen.

queue this post up 3 days from now, a week from now, a month from now, a month from then. make sure even if you forget your blog will remember.

the fact i’m seeing reblogs slow down despite the fact there is still news breaking is concerning


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“I did a bad thing - Rikki”






She looked over Rikki’s bloody hands and gasped quietly. “Who did you kill?”

"Thanks, luv." Rikki beamed. "You’re the best."

She turned on the water in the sink for Rikki when they got to the bathroom to keep her from getting blood on anything that was not absolutely necessary. 

"Just start rinsing," she said on the way out the door, "and I’ll be right back."

In the garage, she picked up two different kinds of soap made for skin and a rag. As an after thought on the way back to the bathroom, she stopped in the laundry room and grabbed detergent for Rikki’s clothes and bleach to clean out the sink once Rikki was done. When she came back,she set all of it down on the counter next to the sink. 

"This stuff is for your hands," she said, pushing a box of pwder closer to the sink. 

Rikki hummed as she rinsed her arms off, listening to Oncia when she came back. “Alright. Thanks again. I really appreciate you helping me.”

'It's no problem,' felt like the entirely wrong thing to say. She just became a murder accomplice. That might prove to be a problem,

"Anything for you," she said instead, beginning to rinse the little bit of blood on her own palms off under the bathtub spigot.

"Anything, huh?" She muttered. "Look, I’m really sorry for pulling you into this. I didn’t mean for it to happen."

“"I'm in love with you." Tarrin slurred.”






"Tarrin, no, you aren’t," Oncia said dismissively. "What you are is very drunk."

"Hi." It was a thick black girl with a headwrap and sunglasses with golden rims. Her hand was on a skinny Egyptian girl.

"Uh, is this the witch’s party?" The Egyptian girl asked.

"It is," she said, stepping out of the way and gesturing for them to come in. "I’m Oncia, but Tarrin is probably going to call me Kit all night, in case there is any confusion about htat."

"Morrigan." The girl with the sunglasses said. "And this is Constance." The Egyptian waved.

"It’s nice to meet you both. Tarrin and a few other people are in the dining room."

The two came inside, Constance giving a nod as they went inside. “First white girl Tarrins associated herself with in a while.” She said, giving a nervous smile. “Not that it’s a bad thing! Just strange.”

“✿ For Rikki because why not”




send me a ✿ and i’ll generate a number.

  • 11: gentle kiss

There was no good way for the wizard to do this, at least that’s how he felt. Not that he doesn’t like Rikki or anything, but this was something a bit too personal to do on the second time you meet someone, or at least in the wizard’s eyes anyway. So the only way to do this was to do it quick, like a band-aid. Very quickly his hand came up against her cheek, effectivly directing her face so that he could leave the slightest impression of his lips against hers. It only lasted for a moment, but it was followed by a colorful bumbling wizard.


"Why didn’t you say so, luv?" She beamed, rubbing his shoulder. "What’s your preference then?" She asked out of genuine curiosity.

Yep, this was embrassing. Lucas couldn’t help it, this was a bit of personal information, which to him meant private. He doesn’t understand how people these days don’t mind giving up personal information to practically strangers. Yes he knew Riki, but not nearly well enough to share infomation about himself as he would lke.

"…I’ll let you know when I find out," Sorry, this is one of the aspects where his age really shows.  

"Fair enough. No one has their shit figured out." She smiled and squeezed his shoulder before letting her hand fall to her side. "You don’t need to be so embarrassed next time though, luv." She didn’t plan for there to be a next time, but things happen. Especially when it involved her. "I never kiss and tell."


I’ve become

                                               a living  a p o l o g y

                                                                                                               I am sorry



if anyone remembers the story that was making rounds a while back about a 19 year old discovering the solution to cleaning up the pacific garbage patch, that project launched a fundraider which now has 7 days to reach it’s goal.

it’s so close! 89% there so please signal boost at the very least; get this out there and give this the last push it needs

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