Send Me Your Assumptions About My Muse
and I’ll respond with “Correct”, “Nope”, or “Kinda”.
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ellievsbear
occasionally subtle
DEAR READER
styofa doing anything
$LAYYYTER

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NASA
hello vonnie

@theartofmadeline

shark vs the universe
Cosimo Galluzzi
Xuebing Du

JVL
cherry valley forever
KIROKAZE

pixel skylines
Jules of Nature
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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@bourbonstreetdevil
Send Me Your Assumptions About My Muse
and I’ll respond with “Correct”, “Nope”, or “Kinda”.
Not giving Death!Remy a scythe was a fucking crime. He uses a bo-staff. Just aDD A BLADE???
cats are small and you can pick them up
but watch out
Five Years
@southern-belle-outcasts sent: Play it again
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A voice message plays. "Hey baby, uh, it's me. Uhm... Our anniversary is comin' up. It's a pretty big one... So I have a surprise for you. J'tame, petit." Along with a time and address.
Five years. The longest he's ever gone steady with someone. Well, if you counted from when they met it might be longer. On-and-off relationships came with the territory. Courting Rogue had challenges for both sides, for many reasons.
There was the more direct matter of her being unable to touch anyone without a barrier, but there were subtler things, too. Her distrust of him was a big one. Always had been. He couldn't blame her for it.
But he was still excited for what he'd planned. He felt like a stereotypical leading man in a rom-com. He'd rented out an old friend's home and fixed it up right nice. He laid the outside path with a green velvet carpet to match her favored color. He placed bouquets of flowers along the sides of the path.
He hung lights, attached to an interesting mechanism. Always one for a show. The inside was beautiful. Remy had some interesting friends. The decor was rustic. Cozy.
So there he waited at the beginning of the path, waiting for her to arrive. He held what he remembered being her favorite flower, twirling it in anticipation.
He wore a deep purple button-up, a black and silver vest, black slacks that fit him in all the right ways, a pair of rather snappy shoes, and gloves. Full gloves. He dressed to her comfort; As little skin showing as possible.
He hoped it wasn't too corny...
@southern-belle-outcasts sent: The last thing she expected upon coming home was to find Remy passed out on the floor. Cue panic- she immediately checked him for injury while trying to rouse him. “What the heck happened?”
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Remy took a moment to rouse, that's for sure. He had a pretty bad bump on the back of his head, but it wasn't bleeding. Even so, he's definitely out of it. He blinked rapidly for a moment before his eyes finally came into view.
He muttered something that didn't quite come out as words on the first try.
"D...don't laugh..."
He pointed to the left, where Oliver was cowering under a chair.
"Tripped over the... the cat."
Weird metaphor asks (send a number to see what my muse would be if they were…)
1. A song. 2. An animal. 3. A food. 4. A location. 5. A season. 6. An element. 7. A color. 8. A flower. 9. A weapon. 10. A literary genre. 11. A weather.
Your character finds mine passed out on the floor, how does your character react?
Submitted by: Anonymous
In honor of Halloween, try and scare my character!
Submitted by: Anonymous
song lyrics ask meme
Send me “play it again!” and I’ll make a starter using some of the lyrics from a song in my music playlist.
The winner
the jumbotron operator:
May you be blessed with hardcore gay sex thatd give a conservative a deadly heart attack this pride
I’m asexual, can I be blessed with a buttload (approximately 126 gallons or 834 pounds) of garlic bread instead?
Ya know what? Absolutely.
Reblog to bless your followers with freaky sex and/or garlic bread.
Reblog to bless your
followers with freaky sex
and/or garlic bread.
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
Salami is extra silly today.
That’s absolutely horrific.
In nursing homes, hospices etc people with dementia and other similar issues may forget that they are old and out of the closet with a wife and kids and panic and think that they need to hide their sexuality all over again. It is very traumatic for them and their family, often is the people who had violent and homophobic parents who suffer the most severely.
Remember your own mortality and fight for when you can’t
this is in my top 10 favorite tweets of all time along with this one
my armenian father getting angry at a squirrel
“you are. stealink…. my nuts…”
I think about this video all the time
That’s the calmest mad person I have ever heard
YOU hate JK Rowling!