Fai_Ryy
noise dept.
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
ojovivo
Cosimo Galluzzi
Jules of Nature
šŖ¼
Noah Kahan
@theartofmadeline
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RMH
Discoholic šŖ©
occasionally subtle
romaā
Claire Keane
Show & Tell
Love Begins
$LAYYYTER
taylor price
we're not kids anymore.
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seen from United States
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@inelegantal
[TO] tiny gay [FROM] princess ā„
that's lankey
i mean ban
[TO] Asuka Shikinami ā„ā„ā„ [FROM] Ź Mary Kozakura! É
Are you sure? Maybe you should take a shower just in case...
No matter how bad you smell, I'll always be your friend!Ā (āĀ“āæ`ā)*ā²ļ¾*
[TO] Asuka Shikinami ā„ā„ā„ [FROM] Ź Mary Kozakura! É
Do you really smell like beef?
To: Everyone From: Ban
asuka smells like beef
ā | ah, there he is. that motherfucker ; ban.
Ā Ā If there was anything good about this absolutely dreadful island, it was the greenhouse. With flora of all types lining the vicinity, the young girl felt right at home. Amidst the varying aromas which permeate throughout her surroundings alike, light steps could be heard as the young girl made her way around the plant house. White tuffs sway at the tilt of a head, the bubbling of intrigue in response to the beautiful evergreen. A warm smile spread across porcelain features as she carefully plucked a bit of rosemary from a nearby bush and tenderly put the buds into her apron pocket.
Ā Ā AĀ slow, careful walk turned into a skip as she made her way through the ins and outs of the island. Maybe now her dorm would feel a little bit more like home! All different ideas surrounding the newly found flora bounced around inside her head. Being so excited to get back to her room, she hadnāt noticed the person in her direct path. Hitting them with a bang, she ended up on the ground before she knew it. Gasps escaped her mouth as all of the beautiful petals fell back to the earth. She started to tear up as she watched all of her hard work then go to waste. Sitting on the dirty ground of the outside, she spoke barely above a whisper.
Ā Ā " M-My flowers... "
ā | shower time ; erwin.
Ā Ā A gentle hum escaped the back of the young girl's throat as Mary made her way through the ebb and flow of the islands pathways. The kill or be killed gnome tournament had only just ended, yet she already felt a weight fall off of her shoulders. She was alive, everyone she cared about was alive, and that was all that mattered.
Ā Ā Ill-fitting brown boots came to a halt however at theĀ pungent aroma in which seemed to be cascading around her. Lips purse into a subtle fashion as the unpleasant scent is taken in.
Ā Ā ā Eugh, what is that smell...Ā ā
Ā Ā The snow white cape in which drapes about her petite physique swayed upon the pivot of her heel. It took only a moment for rose pink hues to be met with the source of the foul fragrance. Pale features became bright red as Mary became embarrassed at her impolite comment. Taking a moment to gather herself up, the young girl began to speak.
Ā Ā ā I-I'm sorry! I hadn't noticed you nearby!Ā ā
ART U GAYASS
dont tell me what to do
ā®
ā®Ā ; a song, album or artist that i listen to while writing for my muse.
rabbit heart - florence + the machine
Ā Ā Ā ā here i am,
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā a rabbit hearted girl
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā frozen in the headlights
Ā Ā Ā it seems iāve made
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā the final sacrificeĀ ā
ā¼ (:
To: the little girl whos always checking me outFrom: Ban
staurt little 3 wasnt even good like it was a fucking joke and quite frankly you disgust me
I AM HERE
fine i dont want to hang around a stripper anyways
hunty ā®ā©
ā©Ā ; a song that reminds me of your muse.
problem - natalia kills
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āĀ weāre hell raisingĀ
Ā Ā and we dont need saving
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā ācause theres no salvationĀ
Ā Ā for a bad girlĀ ā
ā®Ā ; a song, album or artist that i listen to while writing for my muse.
medicine - daughter
Ā Ā Ā ā pick it up, pick it all up
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā and start all againĀ ā
SEND ME ONE OF THE FOLLOWING FOR AN ANSWER.
āŖ a song that reminds me / fits my muse. ā© a song that reminds me of your muse. ā« a song that reminds me of one of my museās relationships ( state whom ). ā¬ a song that reminds me of an event in my museās life, past, present or future. ā a song that my muse would listen to. āÆ my museās favourite song. ā® a song, album or artist that i listen to while writing for my muse.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āI guess by now I should know enough about loss Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā to realize that you never really stop missing Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā someone - you just learn to live around the huge Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā gaping hole of their absence.ā
Mary + Forest
āæ yells???
11: gentle kiss
Ā Ā No words were given for a moment, only a slight nod to show her understanding of what was about to happen. First, she motioned the boy downwards, her height in this moment an obstacle for that which she desires. Once capable of reach, thin lips pressed ever so gently upon another for only but a moment. Minuscule is the smile given as slender digits release their grasp from the young boyās face. Now completely embarrassed, Maryās face reddened as she began to speak.
Ā Ā ā W-Was that good enough for you?Ā ā
āæ!!
6:Ā fingers kiss
Why on earth was he always the one to comfort girls in this place? First that Momo girl crying over a dead relative and now a smaller albino girl who appeared to be crying over a cut on her finger. Shizuo thought back to what his mother would often do when he got hurt; she would kiss his finger to āmake it betterā.
Of course now that he was 25-years-old, he didnāt believe such stuff and Shinra would go on about āinfecting the woundā or some crap like that. But if it would make this girl stop cryingā¦
"Here, Iāllā¦make it all better for you, alright?" The much taller man stooped down to her level and, with a surprisingly gentle grip, brought the girlās hand closer and planted an equally gentle kiss on her finger.
"There, now stop crying."
spit it out !!
Ā Ā ā Will you... bear my children?Ā ā
Send 'SPIT IT OUT!' and I'll randomly generate a number. Whatever number it is, my muse will blur it out to you!
Itās gonna be a mixed bag. Go with caution!
Numbers: 1 - 50
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