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my tater tot ass is trying to get all these fookkin blogs goin so as an excuse to use my new verses I’m doing direct starters today !! kill me !!

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dxdger:

Do you like having money? Well, maybe you should check your pockets because that…might not be something you have any more. But hey! Instead of getting all depressed, you could follow one Artful Dodger, the most (in)famous street rat from Charles Dickens’ novel Oliver Twist, who definitely isn’t responsible for stealing the money you don’t have any more. That would be ridiculous. Not sure if your muse works in a Victorian setting? That’s okay! In addition to multiple historical settings for this muse, Dodger comes equipped with a modern verse in addition to many a fandom verse! So click the like and/or reblog this post if you’re interested in writing with an independent, selective, open to mutuals Artful Dodger as penned by нιℓαяү.

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imagine : your fine ass is alone at a party . you want to have fun but you don’t know what to do and no one’s paying any attention to you . all of the sudden , the couch you’re sitting on FLIPS and you go flailing . you nearly topple onto the ground until a grip on your wrist nearly YANKS your arm out of it’s socket . this robot man leads you into the most beautiful ballroom dance you’ve ever seen . who the fuck let this robot in ? why is he slow dancing to Beyoncé ? why does it all make sense ? boom , you’re under a million stars . you’re having a wonderful time and you don’t even know what you’re doing . you develop feelings . you close your eyes to kiss him . he runs away screaming . 

IND. SEL. Rabbit from STEAM POWERED GIRAFFE human verse fc / V from BTS WRITTEN BY YOUR LEAST FAVORITE WRITER OF YOUR LEAST FAVORITE GOTH CHARACTERS volts .

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FINALLY GOT A HUMAN VERSE FC, R U READY TO WET URSELF

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fracthema:

                       X.

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resisting the urge to make Rab’s rl faceclaim extremely hot

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fracthema:

Uhhhhhhhhhhh hello , I’m Volts . I play phase 4 2D and I’m too lazy to finish this account entirely yet . I need the toilet . Hello mum , you’re listenin’ to the radio ? ( This a starter call so I can start on things after I finish all the theme sheezz . )

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castouthomeless:

     “…. human??”

       ‘   mhmm , the resemblance is unca - ca - nny , though .                                               my eyes are probably the give - away .   ‘

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builthare:

                                                           X .

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yunafied:

  even before he deigns to speak she can hear the music , pitched and lovely on the brass of instruments and whistling work of cogs and springs and mechanical things . it was a dance before it came , and something yuna felt strange solace in . there’s nothing malicious in him , nothing that could cause one to turn and fight and it feels so very rare between strangers . 

  ‘ you think ? maybe it’s true ! ‘  she can’t help her delight , effervescent and    true and girlish . ‘ oh , of course i do ! ‘

        metal skeleton hands , hidden by black gloves , reach out for hers upon reply . his feet are giddy to act on the music they’ve been hearing all this time , until the realization that it’s in their imagination perks . how strange . . . he’ll have to ignore that . the symphony in his head is allowed to rise again , and his eyes glow faintly brighter .

              ‘   perfect !! what do you like ?   ‘

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yunafied:

  there’s charm in him , like a music box with figurines alight in perfect replication of human dancers , entrancing and adored . to an al bhed , wonderment is instantly captured by the cogs and bells and whistles , symphonic and familiar to one such as he . as if this were a dance to be had from invention and humanity itself .

  however , it’s in the eyes ; friendly and mirroring her own . 

  ‘ you know , i think you’re right !  i mean , we can see that , but –    it’s sort of funny , isn’t it ? i don’t  think it’s all that normal , no . ‘

     If he was comparable to a picturesque , electronic waltz , she was the accompanying music ; she was airy and exact . Her movements give him an exact tempo and he follows each crescendo with undivided attention . His delight is inevitable at her words . Such familiar eyes are capturing and he hasn't dared to look away in case they’d have changed .

       ‘   We m - must be special , then !!   ‘                         A few tics then one sshhh and he interrupts himself .                                           ‘   You like music , right ?   ‘

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send christine a rose if you think she beautiful (◡‿◡✿) : no longer accepting

   brows raise from surprise , practically kissing hairline. plump , roseate lips parted as gasp expels past and she looks to match deliverers gaze. beautiful , she beautiful ? many times has it been passed by the lips of men who beckoned after arias , or often so pestered her ( although she never would admit ! fake smiles and forced laughter to seem pleasant while subduing the urge to roll her eyes heavenward and escape to the recesses of the chapel ) but when it is from someone sincere , & genuine ; that is when it touches her heart and it thrums within her ribcage. kind look , soft and warm as her disposition always was , she gently takes the rose and admires it silently. a placidity surrounds them , as she soaks in the compliment and fragrance of her most favored floret. ❝ thank you mon amie. ❞ she finally says softly , scarcely above a whisper and then wrapping frail arms around him she envelopes him in an embrace when words no longer do their fill. 

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tag dumpo

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builthare:

like and happy rooboot man will sing u a sONG

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TH I S IS F  U C KIN  G     R AB    B I  T

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       I own asses now

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ladrocorpo:

                     ‘     Graverobber !                                               Graverobber !     ‘