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To everyone downtown Ottawa
Please stay indoors and keep away from Windows. All Ottawa U students on campus STAY SILENT AND HIDDEN. The university and Rideau Centre as well as all official government buildings are on lockdown after a guard watching over the memorial was shot in the chest. Gunmen still on the loose.
hey so i watched carrie today (bc i was violently ill for two hours) and i got a lot of muse for emilia so hey hey like this for a starter?
Alles ist gut.
Ask my character prying questions(on anon) about their relationship with another muse
Send ✉ for a half-asleep text
make me choose: anon asked allison argent or stiles stilinski
hello friends i feel like total shit but i am here
[ T A I N T E D G R A Y ' S S E N T E N C E M E M E ]
↳ ♕ T h e 1 0 0 . P i l o t S t y l e
send me one of the following and i’ll write a little something from my character to yours inspired by the phrase
“Reality sucks.” "What’s going on? What is this?" "Why the hell are you here?" "I got myself arrested.” "Stay put if you want to live." "Please! I can’t die knowing that you hate me!" "Stop! The air could be toxic." "What the hell are you wearing?" "I haven’t seen my brother in over a year." "We’re back, bitches!” "Why so serious, princess?" "You don’t like being called princess, do you princess?" "They got a bar in this town? I’ll buy you a beer.” "You think you’re in charge here?" "How long do you think we’ll last without those supplies?" "If we want to get there before dark, we need to leave. Now." "How about you wait until it’s a fair fight?” "Rescue me next." "He’s a criminal." "I don’t need protecting." "I am done following orders.” "I need to just, do something crazy, just because I can. And no one, including you, is gonna stop me." "You have to trust me. You do still trust me, don’t you?" "Do you want the people you love to think you’re dead?" "You shouldn’t have come here.” "That my friend, is game." “Hey, would you try to keep up?” "Maybe we’ve already been exposed to enough radiation to kill us." "I’ve apologized like a thousand times." "If we’re gonna kill hundreds of innocent people, we’re gonna do it by the book. Is that clear?” "If you’re gonna kill someone it’s probably best not to announce it." "You got a point?" "Please let me be right." "So that was the secret they locked you up to keep?" "They’re gonna kill more people, aren’t they?” "You don’t mean that." "You have to warn them." "Take off your damn clothes." "Get out of the water — get out of the water now!" "It looks like you’re trying to get us all killed." "We can take care of ourselves, can’t we?” "I don’t care what he tells you." "Whatever the hell you want." "We always have a choice.” "Pretty cool, huh?" "You call that a sip?" "What do you know? She can laugh." "You read anything about glow in the dark forests, or… man eating snakes?” "Are you out of your mind?" "You can’t just kill everyone who disagrees with you." "You all think I’m the bad guy." "What do you want me to say? I’m sorry? I’m not.” "Please… show mercy." "I don’t wanna shoot you, hell… I like you." "Why aren’t you helping me?" "Aren’t you tired of always doing what’s expected of you?” "No. Never. Not gonna happen. Is that clear enough for you?" “I’m sorry it had to be this way.” "I’ll deal with you later." "You wanted to go first. Now quit stalling." "I knew there was a badass in there somewhere.” "It’s okay to be afraid." "We’re not alone."
How often, she asked me the night before, Do we think it’s okay to fall apart? We live in a break it, you pay kind of culture. A handle falls off of a coffee mug and suddenly—the entire thing is useless. We learn to sweep evidence beneath the rug, throw broken pieces into a paper bag and never think about them again. The Japanese knew another way. They mended their broken vases with gold, aggrandized the sharp corners and turned shards of broken pottery into basins that hold light together. But here, there’s no room for mistakes. We give up so easily—on broken toys, snapped piano legs, on each other—and we make believe that even our tongues are bulletproof, as if we are stronger than what these fragile bones can take. We don’t forgive our broken bowls. We don’t learn to piece them back together. We trip over our own skeletons and sweep them back beneath our skin; collect the splintering of our sorrows and flush them down the toilet like secrets. We’re so ashamed of that which fumbles and falls through our fingers that we forget that there’s another way; another way instead of going through our days buying coffee at five a.m. and fucking above the covers while rattling and spilling over, our insides bleeding from all the damn glass. We were never taught that by the end of our lives, we didn’t have to be made of a hundred million cracks. We were never taught that we could have it differently, that we could piece ourselves back together with light, that our bodies could burn from inside out.
"Kintsugi", Shinji Moon (via letheall)
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Emilia moved closer to the boy next to her, resting her head in the crook of his neck. It had been a quiet day for both of them -- something had been bothering Miles lately. She curled her fingers around his, waiting for a reaction. Without one, she reached up, kissing his cheek. "What is it?" She whispered, looking at him worriedly.
Send "Little thing" and my character will tell you something as a child.
LITTLE THING - MILES (throw in Emilia somehow and I'll love you forever)
”Mommy doesn’t want me out playing in the dirt anymore, she says I get too dirty playing with Cooper. She says she wants me to do scales inside, or play with that nice girl Emilia.” He shuffles awkwardly, scratching the back of his head. ”I like her a lot, she’s really nice to me and she, uh— She’s very pretty and uh—” A bright blush appears on his cheeks as he hops off of his chair “—I gotta go!”
it’s hard to dance with the devil on your back