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Kai: uh... well. do u like bars?
Lucy: Eh, sometimes.
Lucy: Hate going to them by myself though.
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✉ KAI
Kai: uh... well. do u like bars?
Lucy: Eh, sometimes.
Lucy: Hate going to them by myself though.
Meet the People in My Muse’s Life
Send a Symbol, and they’ll tell you about:
🌻 - Their Father 🌷 - Their Mother 🌟 - A Different Family Member 🐶 - A Pet 👊 - A Best Friend 👋 - A Friend 🔍 - An Acquaintance 🍼 - A Child (Theirs or Not) 🎭 - A Former Friend 👿 - An Enemy 📪 - A Neighbor 💘 - A Love Interest 👻 - Someone They Don’t See Often 💀 - Someone Deceased ☀️ - Someone who Can “Turn Lemons into Lemonade” ☔️ - Someone who Can “Turn Lemonade into Lemons” 🍀 - Someone Lucky 🍰 - Someone who Loves Food 🍜 - Someone who’s A Great Cook
✉️ lucy
Scout: "Uuuggh...I'm boooooored!" me when a man speaks to me
Scout: rob a bank? steal a row boat and go midnight fishing?
Lucy: LMAO TRUE
Lucy: Sounds fun, but going to jail isn't on my bucket list unfortunately
✉ Cleo
Cleo: Not that I can think of, really :/
Lucy: Fuuuck fuckity fukc fuck
Lucy: Then I'm doomed to die here of boredom alone in my dorm room
Lucy: Goodbye cruel world 😵
✉ OPEN
Lucy: Uuuggh...I'm boooooored!
Lucy: I really wanna get out of my dorm room. Is there anything to do this late on a Tuesday night in Wilson?
“do you -” lip stops himself to sneeze into his elbow, “excuse me. do you want these?” he offers the flowers to the person he’d approached. “there’s nothing wrong with them i just,” another sneeze, “sorry, god, i’m allergic to the asters.”
“Oh, shit!” Lucy snatched the flowers away from Phillip and backed up a few steps to get them away from him. “Why were you holding them in the first place?” she asked, “Like, where did you get them from?”
lucycornwall:
“I’m not crazy about coming to work on my day off,” Lucy said, “but I’ve been craving the diner’s peanut butter pie all week. It’s a curse.” Lucy waved at one of her coworkers walking by. He completely ignored her. She leaned in toward the person she was eating with. “He’s an asshole,” she whispered. “Super lazy. If I have to stay late one more time to take care of the shit he didn’t bother to do, I’m gonna fucking lose it.”
“i get that.” he spoke. “back when baseball season was in full swing, i used to eat in the student center everyday. everyday, i got the same turkey sandwich, chips, and a cookie. i don’t know why i still crave it so much to this day. i mean, really? it’s just a turkey sandwich.” he laughed, realizing he was rambling. “the peanut butter pie here is really good, though.” will was waiting for take out to take back to his family, so he joined lucy, since it’d probably be at least 20 minutes until the food was done. “is he a manager or something?” william asked, squinting his eyes in the other’s direction to size him up. “’cause if not, you shouldn’t have to put up with that.”
“Nostalgia’s a bitch, man,” Lucy said between chews. “Sometimes I still think about the brownies they served in my high school cafeteria, even though they were super dry and not that great.”
She laughed at the idea of Conrad being a manager. “Hell no!” she said, “In fact, if he keeps this shit up, he’ll probably get fired soon. I’ve tried talking to him about it, talking to the manager, but all it’s done so far is make him hate my guts.”
“I’m not crazy about coming to work on my day off,” Lucy said, “but I’ve been craving the diner’s peanut butter pie all week. It’s a curse.” Lucy waved at one of her coworkers walking by. He completely ignored her. She leaned in toward the person she was eating with. “He’s an asshole,” she whispered. “Super lazy. If I have to stay late one more time to take care of the shit he didn’t bother to do, I’m gonna fucking lose it.”
“I don’t blame you, that looks delicious,” Kennedy said, covering her mouth with her hand in a futile attempt to appear lady like with her mouth full of brownie. “I’ve always been more of a skillet brownie gal myself, but that looks – oh.” She stopped, looking over at the person Lucy had been talking about. “Yeah but he has a nice butt, so that’s a plus,” she said, trying to reason the bad situation she described.
Lucy made a gagging sound in response to the comment about Conrad’s butt. “Gross. Gross! If this pie wasn’t so fucking good, I would’ve lost my appetite.” She glanced at a blue haired boy in a band t-shirt who was joking around with his friends. “That guy’s more my type,” she said in a low voice, subtly motioning toward him with her head. “Looks like he can have fun, be spontaneous.”
lucycornwall:
“I’m not crazy about coming to work on my day off,” Lucy said, “but I’ve been craving the diner’s peanut butter pie all week. It’s a curse.” Lucy waved at one of her coworkers walking by. He completely ignored her. She leaned in toward the person she was eating with. “He’s an asshole,” she whispered. “Super lazy. If I have to stay late one more time to take care of the shit he didn’t bother to do, I’m gonna fucking lose it.”
“Every time you even talk about peanut butter pie, I want some and it sucks because I could literally eat 10,000 pounds of this stuff,” Lydia said. “That sucks. I wanna say I know how it feels but the only person I ever have to work with is Charlotte and she’s awesome.” Lydia shoveled more pie into her mouth. “Sorry that didn’t make it any better. Don’t lose it though, just think about how nice money is.”
“Yeah, the money’s alright,” Lucy said, “but there’s a lot of catty workplace nonsense around here that’s just so...unnecessary. Sometimes I almost want to go back to a mundane job to get away from it, but then I remember how much I hated being a cashier.” After saying this, Lucy remembered that Lydia worked in a rather quiet shop that might be considered mundane, and she wished she had thought about that beforehand and bitten her tongue. She awkwardly sipped her coke. “I mean...your job does seem really peaceful, though. Low stress, quiet, nice music playing, surrounded by the smell of books. Do you like it?”
WILSON TASK #2 - Lucy’s Personality
Send my muse anons about their relationships.
Canon ships, non-canon, OTPs you have or OTPs I have. Send them. Make my muse giddy, break my muse, make them laugh or cry. Do your best.
Unusual questions for your muse
🛌- Does your muse prefer to sleep under many layers of blankets or only under a few? 🎀- Does your muse like to accessorize? What are their favorite pieces of accessories? 🎐- Does your muse like to collect/hoard anything? 🛋- Does your muse like to have company over? 📱- Is your muse the “oversharing” type? 🐰- Does your muse prefer soft, plush textures or smooth and glossy textures? 💎- Is your muse drawn to things that sparkle? 🔖- Is your muse a daydreamer? What do they tend to think about? Have they ever caught themselves while lost in thought? 📰- Does your muse like to read the news? 📇- Is your muse a gossiper? 🕹- What does your muse do to occupy themselves when bored? 🏚- Does your muse like to explore dangerous places? 🌋- Has your muse done something stupid and not regret it? ⛪️- Does your muse enjoy attending churches they don’t belong to? 🛣- Is your muse considered a wanderer? 🐺- Would your muse consider themselves a lone wolf or a social butterfly? 🤝- Does your muse forgive others easily? 🖖- What “Fandoms” would your muse belong to? 🎖- Does your muse enjoy praise? 🎟- Do they like “so bad it’s good” movies? 🎠- Does your muse like amusement parks/carnivals/festivals? 🏝- Could your muse survive on an uninhabited island all by themselves?
Send me a face for a headcanon about my muse!
(`・ω・´) : What does your muse completely gush over?
_| ̄|○ : What situation would your muse give up in?
(`-´)> : Who does your muse honor the most?
(´;ω;`): What brings your muse into a state of
depression?
ヽ(´ー`)ノ : What calms your muse down?
ヽ(`Д´)ノ : What irritates your muse the most?
(#゚Д゚) : What does your muse do if they're angry?
( ´Д`) : Is your muse loud in bed?
( ゚Д゚) : What does your muse do when surprised?
┐('~`;)┌ : When your muse can't answer something, what
do they do?
(´∀`) : What could your muse care less about?
( ´_ゝ`) : Who or what is your muse most indifferent
about?
Σ(゜д゜;) : Is your muse easily scared?
( ゚ヮ゚) : When is your muse happiest?
キタ━━━(゜∀゜)━━━!!!!! : What does your muse do when
very excited?
⊂二二二( ^ω^)二⊃ : Does your muse like to cuddle?
( ´Д`)ノ(´・ω・`) ナデナデ: Does your muse pat others on the
head? If not, do they get pat on their head?
(((( ;゚Д゚))): What is your muse terrified of?
Σ(゚Д゚): What would your muse be most shocked to obtain?
( ゚д゚): What amazes your muse?
(´ー`)y-~~ : Does your muse do any drugs? Smoke?
( ^_^)o自自o(^_^ ) : How often does your muse drink?
ヽ(´ー`)人(´∇`)人(`Д´)ノ: How friendly is your muse around new people?
('A`) : What does your muse do when they're alone?
(´-`).。oO( ... ) : What does your muse think about a lot?
(゚Д゚;≡;゚Д゚): Is your muse impatient?
( ´д)ヒソ(´Д`)ヒソ(Д` ): Does your muse enjoy gossiping?
(・∀・)つ⑩ : Does your muse enjoy saving or spending money? Or are they indifferent?
(゚д゚): When your muse didn't expect something, what do they do?
(゚⊿゚) : Is your muse in denial a lot?
(・∀・) : Does your muse like to tease people?
(・A・) : What does your muse consider to be bad?
(゚∀゚) : If your muse was a drug, what kind would they be?
( つ Д `) : When your muse is sad, what do they do?
♪┏(・o・)┛♪ : Can your muse dance well?
d(*⌒▽⌒*)b : What makes your muse the happiest they could ever be?
(╬ ಠ益ಠ): What infuriates your muse to the point they may kill whatever it is?
(≧ロ≦): Is your muse a screamer in bed?
(ΘεΘ;): How much of a tsundere is your muse?
(‐^▽^‐): What does your muse's laugh sound like?
┌(;`~,)┐ : What discombobulates your muse?
ε=ε=ε=┌(;*´Д`)ノ : How does your muse run?
ヽ(´▽`)/ : What does your muse look like when happy?
ヽ(o`皿′o)ノ : Is your muse violent when angry?
Summer Nights aesthetic
“I’m not crazy about coming to work on my day off,” Lucy said, “but I’ve been craving the diner’s peanut butter pie all week. It’s a curse.” Lucy waved at one of her coworkers walking by. He completely ignored her. She leaned in toward the person she was eating with. “He’s an asshole,” she whispered. “Super lazy. If I have to stay late one more time to take care of the shit he didn’t bother to do, I’m gonna fucking lose it.”