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@green-thvmb
Okay, time for a proper hiatus. I don’t know if or when I’ll be back. This is just a lot of stress that I didn’t want or ask for. I have a full time job. I have clinical depression. Yeah, you can say I’m making myself the victim but in all honesty I don’t really care about how you guys perceive me after all this. It’s just not fun anymore. Take care guys.
goldenguarded:
IT ISN’T PLEASANT TO THINK ABOUT. The mirth fades from his eyes. He glances away, still holding Willow as he begins to carry her across the grudgby field–the others have long-since gone home. “Oh, y'know,” he says, “run-of-the-mill coven scout stuff, and whatever other… chores Belos had for me.”
His brow furrows. “Honestly, I don’t think you want to hear most of it.”
:: She tried her best not to be distracted by the butterflies in her belly while he carried her around so effortlessly. Her smile dropped as well. She’d clearly overstepped. This wasn’t something she was allowed to ask. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have brought it up.” She says, the hands on his shoulders sliding around his neck. She really wished he would look at her.
“I would like to hear about it. But only if YOU wanna talk about it... I’m here, okay? If you ever do. If not, we can just talk about next week’s match, or how classes or going or... How much I like being able to spend time with you...” Now HER ears were flushed, the tips tinged the same bright pink as her cheeks. ::
SEND “COUGH” FOR MY MUSE’S REACTION TO FINDING YOURS SICK !!
LOVE SENTENCE STARTERS
“ I will never stop loving you. “
“ I love you, okay? “
“ do you love me? “
“ can you learn to love me? “
“ it’s not like I love you or anything... “
“ is it okay for me to love you? “
“ you know that I love you. “
“ you say you love me? prove it. “
“ how can I prove that I love you? “
“ do you really love me? “
“ how much do you love me? “
“ just tell me you love me. “
“ I’ve never been in love before. “
“ so this is love… “
“ I’m not going to say that I love you. “
“ I could never love you. “
“ what can I do to make you love me? “
“ love is funny like that. “
“ please love me… “
“ fine, I love you. “
“ did you just say you love me? “
“ I will love you forever. “
“ I love you, you’re my best friend. “
“ I love you mom/dad. “
“ I love you, dork. “
“ I love you, loser. “
SEND “💋” AND MY MUSE WILL SAY HOW SMOOCHABLE YOUR MUSE IS FROM 1-10
Touch Starved Meme
My muse is touch starved, send one for your muse to-
❤️ - Hug my muse from behind 👏 - Ruffle my muse’s hair ✋️ - Hold my muse’s hand 💪 - Pick my muse up 👆- playfully poke my muse ✍️ - Write something on my muse 💋 - Kiss my muse on the cheek 😏 - Playfully headbutt my muse 😝 - Lick my muse 😙 - Cover my muse in multiple kisses 🖐 - Give my muse a backrub 💤 - Cuddle up to my muse 😶 - Quietly lean against my muse 👃- Boop my muse on the nose ✊️- Playfully punch my muse 🙌 - Playfully shove my muse 😖 - Bury their face in my muse’s chest
WHAT PLANT ARE YOU?🌸
@powerfulplantwitch : "How about a plant you could associate with another version of yourself?"
:: “This might be a little cheesy but I think an actual willow tree is a lot like us. It’s called a weeping willow, so it has a sensitive side like we do. But the branches are not afraid to whip things into shape. As I said on Palisman Adoption Day, if you mess with me you’ll feel the sting of defeat! And I’m sure it’s the same thing for you.” ::
gen z's zuko is so important to me.......
goldenguarded:
@green-thvmb | human realm starter
AS TIRED AS HE IS, Hunter… really likes the Human Realm. The circumstances are less than ideal, sure, but… well, it’s nice here. And he really likes the rain.
That being said, there are more pressing matters at hand–he’s been helping everyone patch themselves up for the last… well, he hasn’t been keeping track, but he’s been in the house long enough that he’s figured out its layout and all possible escape routes from any given room on the first floor. He–he isn’t going to need those, but… old habits die hard, he supposes.
Only once everyone else has been tended to does Hunter sneak off to take care of his own scrapes and bruises, and… the, ah. Unsightly mess that is his right arm. It still hurts, and he hasn’t been able to move it very far–lifting it above his head entirely isn’t going to happen, and his fingers keep locking up with the pain.
He settles down on the bathroom floor, rolling up his sleeve and peeling off his glove to take a better look at it–to see if there’s anything he can actually do. The door is left slightly ajar. His hand tenses, and he can’t help the pained grunt that escapes him.
Ugh. This is going to be annoying.
:: Leaning in the doorway, Willow watched him remove his glove. She too wanted to know just what the Draining Spell had done to her friend. She wondered how badly her dads were affected, how long they suffered while the spell was active. She tried not to dwell on it though. She couldn’t afford to spiral, not now. There wasn’t anything she could do about it now. She just had to focus on helping her friends through this. It was a horrible experience for all of them.
She ended up pressing a little too hard on the surface of the door, the movement making the wood creak and accidentally announce her presence much earlier than she would have liked. She raised her hands, an apology on her tongue before she heard the pained noise escape him. Hanging her head, she stepped closer, sitting cross legged beside him on the tiled floor. “How bad does it hurt?” She asked, scooting closer so their shoulders were touching, leaning her head on his shoulder. She didn’t rest its entire weight though, letting him move away from the touch if he chose to.
“I didn’t study a lot of healing magic at Hexside. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to start another track so soon after switching the first time.” She pursed her lips in thought. “But I know a little. I could try to help if you want? I don’t know if it will actually help but... It’s worth a shot right?” She extended her hand as an offer to take his, trying for a reassuring smile though she knew her eyes would tell just how worried she truly was about his injury. ::
just for fun, put your url in my askbox and willow will tell you what plant she associates your muse with !! 🌸
(multimuse blogs obviously tell me for who ❤ )
This sketch dump is for you, Huntlow nation 🫵
just for fun, put your url in my askbox and willow will tell you what plant she associates your muse with !! 🌸
(multimuse blogs obviously tell me for who ❤ )
drop a ❤ for a happy little willow starter
goldenguarded:
“WELL, YEAH.” He grins at her, doing his best to ignore the red dusting his cheeks and ears. “I was the Golden Guard. It was part of the job description.”
And then she leans down, and all the self-assuredness vanishes. Hunter squeaks, surprised, as Willow nuzzles him. His blush deepens, but he lifts Willow a little higher, grin widening. “I bet you’re stronger, though.”
:: “I sure am.” She smirked, noticing the blush that spread from his cheeks to the tips of his cute little ears. He had a habit of turning red like this and it had pride blooming in her chest every time she got that reaction from him. “And I can prove it.” She winked, letting out a little yelp of her own as he raised her higher, the sound of surprised dissolved into more giggles.
She wanted to ask about it, his time as the Golden Guard. But it felt like a sensitive topic. She wasn’t sure what was off limits, but her curiosity outweighed her ability to keep quiet in the end. “What kind of things did they have you do anyway?” ::
Belos: Oh please, you wouldn't hurt a fly.
Willow: You're right. Because a fly is an innocent creature that never knowingly did anything to anybody. You, however, I would maim.
yet another symbol meme.
SEND AN EMOJI TO:
🤗 - hug my muse.
✋ - give my muse a pat on the head.
💋 - kiss my muse.
💘 - snuggle with my muse.
😞 - have my muse press their head against yours’ chest tiredly.
💤 - fall asleep on my muse.
💦 - have my muse comfort yours as they cry.
😥 - comfort my muse as they cry.
❤️ - pet my muse.
🙌 - shove my muse out of the way.
‼ - have my muse tackle yours.
🤜 - punch my muse.
🤛 - have my muse punch yours.
🗯️ - bite my muse.
💢 - snarl/growl at my muse.
❌ - kick my muse.
💥 - hit my muse while they’re on the ground, injured.
🖤 - attempt to finish off my muse.
💪 - pick up and carry my muse.
🗨️ - verbally praise my muse.
💬 - stare at my muse solemnly.
💧 - pour a bucket of water on my muse’s head.
☂️ - shelter my muse.
🎉 - celebrate with my muse.
🎃 - attempt to scare my muse.
📣 - yell at my muse.
okay, I know I just got here but I need a break. this is becoming a pattern and even though I don’t think I did anything wrong it breaks my heart 10 times over to watch all of my mutuals block me. sorry guys, I’ll be back in the future, hopefully.
