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CAN YOU PLEASE REBLOG THIS, IF YOU ROLEPLAY WITH WESTERN MUSES.

thank you. I’ll follow all of you with my other account and I’ll be the bestest friend you’ll ever have.

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"I'm really glad someone invented pizza." // Welcome to Femllective!

The smell of the pizza garnered a loud growl from the pit of her stomach, the musician’s hunger very apparent now. She knew she had been needing to eat something – anything – after the long day she had gone through, but now she was beginning to feel those hunger pangs. It was hard for her to resist now. Reaching for a slice with a sheepish expression, she folded it in half and took a large bite. Close to half of the piece made it into her mouth, a satisfied hum sounding behind closed lips. Imogen nodded while she chewed her food, waiting until she had swallowed the mouthful before speaking with an enamored tone. “We need to visit their grave, and thank them properly by eating pizza in front of them, don’t you think?”

#moonyistar #{*threads;}#( thank you! )

"One time I had a dream that I went into the year 2030 and honestly it was kind of.... terrifying." // welcome to femllective!

“Terrifying?” she repeated, showing genuine concern and curiosity in her tone. The topic of the future had always been an interesting one to her, but never something she found herself preoccupied with before, as the immediate future was a bit more important in her eyes. To have a dream, however, dream were always a source of wonder and magic for her. Never before had she been awoken from a nightmare. “What happened in your dream? It wasn’t like The Matrix, was it?”

#kktaeyeon #{*threads;}#( thank you! )

➥【✉ Sunshine 22:58 】IMOOOOOOOOOOOOOGEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEENNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN ➥【✉ Sunshine 22:59 】SCREAMS FOR YOUR ATTENTION. ➥【✉ Sunshine 23:00 】I HAVE SOMETHING REALLLLLLY LIKE SUPER SUPER SUPER SUPER SUPER SUPER IMPORTANTE TO TELL YOU.

[ ✉: La Luna ] Yeeeees, lovely?[ ✉: La Luna ] You have my complete and undivided attention.[ ✉: La Luna ] :O I’M NOT IN TROUBLE, AM I?

#ivnsng #{*threads;}#~Lunar Baby~

“What did you do, memorize a map of the city for fun?” / Welcome to Femllective!

Imogen wasn’t too surprised by the joke. It wouldn’t have been unlike her to do such a thing. And truth be told, she had done exactly that. With a proud smile, she held her hands up, wiggling her fingers enthusiastically. “Surprise,” she exclaimed, clearly proud of what she had done the night before. “I was worried I might get lost…or lose the map! So I took it upon myself to spend about an hour or two memorizing the various streets and train routes. Getting lost on our big day out didn’t sound like a good idea to me.”

#theonlyreid #{*threads;}#( thank you! )

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【 ❖ ▪ ▪ ▪ APRIL 2016 ACTIVITY CHECK! 】

Hello, lovely ladies of Femllective. Please make sure to reblog this post before April 13, 2016 to prevent your muse from being removed from the masterlist. Also, please keep in mind the following reminders. If you have any concerns, feel free to shoot the main an ask.

» It doesn’t matter how new you are to the collective. Failure to reblog this post will result to an automatic removal from the masterlist. » If you are removed from the collective due to inactivity or failure to reblog this post then you are more then welcome to re-apply and join the collective again. » Aside from reblogging this post, please keep in mind that we require at least (1) active thread from at least (1) other member of the collective. » Members who are on a hiatus will not have to worry about this post. Reblogging is still allowed if they still wish to do so. » Lastly, please keep in touch with the other ladies to the collective. Remember to be welcoming and have fun ♡

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"Whoa, just take it easy, man." // Welcome to Femllective!

Anxiety and fear welled up within her eyes in the form of tears just waiting to fall. She knew that panicking wouldn’t help the situation, but it couldn’t be helped. Her cat, Marie, was no where to be found. The white Persian feline hadn’t been seen by Imogen for over a day now, and she was worried. “I’m sorry,” she mumbled, eyes downcast while she spoke. “It’s just, she’s very special to me, as well as my brother. If he found out I lost her, I think he would finally have a reason to be angry with me.” Imogen looked back over at Sora. “Please help me find her.”

#totallysora #{*threads;}#( thank you! )

"I could totally handle a pet rabbit!" //Welcome to Fem!!

Imogen was excited by the thought of Nana possibly getting a rabbit as a pet. But with that enthusiasm came some curiosity as well. “I don’t doubt that, but have you ever smelled a rabbit fart?” It was, perhaps, a strange question, one inspired by her own encounter with the animal when she was a child. “When I was a toddler, I remember visiting this ranch to buy a Christmas tree, and the owners had a whole family of rabbits that the children could play with while the parents searched for a tree. Anyway, I remember them always farting. Silently. And the smell was putrid.”

#leenxna #{*threads;}#( thank you! )

"Let's sneak in to the movie theater, I heard they're playing a horror movie." //welcome to fem!

“Let’s do this.” With her sunglasses in place, Imogen put on her best poker face. She had never snuck into a movie theater before. In fact, she couldn’t recall the last time she had even seen a movie inside one. It had been a good while, that was certain. To suddenly go to one and sneak in? She was both terrified and excited. A good restless mix of both. Not wanting to allow her anxieties to affect her friend, the musician did her best to put up a front. “Although,” she began, the facade beginning to waiver, “what would happen, say we get caught?”

#ahyungie #{*threads;}#( thank you! )

“It’s not that you’re wrong, exactly, you’re just extremely not right.” // (Welcome to Fem!)

She couldn’t contain her laughter. The kitchen counter was an utter mess. Flour and small bits of egg whites littered the marble surface. “I am so sorry!” she apologized, worrying she may not sound sincere due to the sporadic giggles slipping out of her. “I swear, I had no idea we needed to add the butter before using the mixer! I thought the eggs would be enough this time.” Cooking, much like Hyolyn’s comment on Imogen’s actions, was not difficult for her. It was simply – well – not an easy task. “I promise I’ll clean it up once we’ve finished the cupcakes.”

#hyojungah #{*threads;}#( thank you! )

"Why don't you buy paper books? E-books lack character." /Welcome to Fem!

“Hmm~,” a thoughtful hum sounded behind closed lips, Imogen’s thoughts wandering to the many, many books she had at home. The woman had a point. E-books did in fact give off a certain impression. However, she had been judged so many times in her life simply based on her appearance, that at this point it didn’t seem to matter much to her. Running her tongue over her lips, she nodded in agreement before presenting her own response. “That’s very true. And there’s nothing like the smell of paper and ink. But aren’t we also not supposed to judge a book by it’s cover?”

#svnaeun #{*threads;}#( thank you! )

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Some quiet moments for your ships

Reading together. Gently running their fingers through the other’s hair as they read to them in a soft voice. Silently listening to the other as their voice slowly falls into a natural rhythm and they are immersed in the story they’re bringing to life.

Walking together. Interwoven fingers and shoulders brushing together as they walk. Not even needing to speak, because a simple look or the slightest change in body language is already a conversation.

Sleeping together. Hushed breathing and feather-light touches when one wakes before the other. Rolling over and unconsciously curling closer into each other because even when they sleep, they are in love.

Watching TV together. Volume turned up just enough to be heard without dominating the atmosphere. Absentminded little touches, gentle fingers slowly running over the other’s arm or thigh without realizing it.

Stargazing together. Infinite space spread out above them, little pinpoints of light shining overhead. Hands resting close together, shared body heat warding off the night’s chill. Silent wishes being made in between soft whispers to each other.

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dailyclassical

Dvořák: Serenade In E, Op. 22 - 2. Tempo Di Valse

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Dvořák - Serenade In E, Op. 22, II: Tempo di Valse

Performed by the Los Angeles Chamber Orchestra with Gerard Schwarz conducting

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