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Mike Driver
Three Goblin Art
Claire Keane
YOU ARE THE REASON
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

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Cosmic Funnies

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One Nice Bug Per Day
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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

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Reblog if it is okay if your muse is hurt, severely injured or tortured in RPs.
Anonymously tell me what you think of my character portrayal.
A long silence after the boy’s response. “I used to be like you.” Used to. The emphasis on those two words were enough to make him sigh, feeling a bit shameful that he was now labelled as vulnerable. As his dark irises shift from the other male to his choice of headwear, he offers a hand. “..’m Natt. I heard them talking about you guys. Well.. Ron talks about you.”
His eyebrows go up at that comment, "Are you from outside too?" he asks, head tilting at his sigh. Why would he be ashamed of that? Well, he knew why someone would be, it was the reason he didn't talk about out there,but nevertheless, he would understand above all people. He nods, giving an awkward smile. "Carl," he says, grabbing his hand firmly. "He does? Cool."
aaron: you didn’t go to the party but at least you tried it’s okay aaron: come have dinner with my boyfriend and i we’re having spaghetti aaron: here have this motorcycle you can fix it up however you want daryl: daryl: daryl: daryl: f rien d ?
what the fuck carol
Percy Jackson Sentence Starters
“Don’t feel bad, I’m usually about to die.”
"Because you’re my friend, Seaweed Brain. Any more stupid questions?”
"You are so not making this easy."
“Why can’t you place a blessing like that on us?”
“Remind me again-why do you hate me so much?”
"Every time I’m around you, some monsters attack us. What’s to be nervous about?"
"Now, if she’d invented pizza-that I could understand.”
“Nothing like watching your relatives fight, I always say.”
"You’re a god."
"Well, we kind of tried to kill each other in a duel to the death."
“It’s useless to lecture a human.”
“You must forge your own path for it to mean anything.”
“You are okay? Not eaten by monsters?”
" Don’t I get a kiss for luck? It’s kind of a tradition, right?"
“We’re staying together,”
“There is always a way out for those clever enough to find it.”
"Can goddesses pray?”
"Because she’d do the same for you.”
“Sugar and caffeine. My willpower crumbled.”
“We’re going to the Land of the Dead and I shouldn’t think negative.”
“Just take the compliment. I swear, is it so hard?”
"You’re afraid of heights."
“You’re pretty smug, Lord Ares, for a guy who runs from Cupid statues.”
“Not all powers are spectacular.”
“Your head is full of kelp.”
"You can’t go around incinerating every hero. Besides, he’s brave. I like that."
"The gods need heroes. They always have."
"Evil is easy to fight. Lack of wisdom… that is very hard indeed.”
“You assume that it has to be a male god who finds a human female attractive? How sexist is that?”
“If my life is going to mean anything, I have to live it myself.”
“Rainbows very macho.”
“I don’t know where it’s going. My heart I mean.”
“Its hard to enjoy practical jokes when you’re whole life feels like one”
“That’s what happens to snow in Texas. It. Freaking. Melts.”
“You have a feast for tuna?”
“Deadlines just aren’t real to me until I’m staring one in the face.”
the 39th icon in your folder is your muses reaction to falling in love at first sight.
♉
♉ our muses are together when they get ambushed
Carl walks ahead of Kyleigh, looking back at her every once in a while as he makes his way down the road. Being on his own, he rarely trusted one enough to stick with, far too antsy and suspicious after Terminus, but Kyleigh seemed trustworthy, and, more importantly, harmless. If things went south, he could always take care of the situation. "You should walk a bit quicker," he calls back to her, not slowing his pace. If only he had matched her, instead of storming ahead like a one maned army, he might have seen the men waiting in the abandoned cars on the road. Before he could even look forward again, their guns were trained on him, and Kyleigh. "Shit," he mutters, standing still. There were five of them, only three with guns, but almost all larger than he was.
SEND MY MUSE ONE
☹ My muse is visiting your muse on their death bed
♫ A drabble about our muses inspired by the next song that comes on shuffle
☻ A drabble of our muses on their wedding day
☺ my muse trying to piss yours off
ت our muses running into each other after not seeing each other for several years
ヅ for a situation that got both our muses arrested
シ my muse walks in on your naked
Ü your muse walks in on my muse naked
ϡ a goodbye letter from my muse to yours
♥ you muse suprises my muse with a kiss
۵ my muse kisses yours to shut them up
ღ a forehead kiss from my muse
웃 my muse torturing yours for information
유 my muse trying to seduce information from your muse
♈ a holiday drabble featuring our muses
♉ our muses are together when they get ambushed
≑ my muse wakes up in your muse’s body
? my muse will ask your muse a question they always wanted to ask
+ my muse has died and your muse is included in their will
◈ my muse’s reaction to finding your muse beaten and bruised
♊ my muse will do something stupid to impress your muse
✃ your muse visiting mine in the psych ward
♋ my muse visiting yours in the psych ward
❅ my muse rescues yours
✪ my muse seeing the ghost of your muse
● my muse’s turn offs
○ my muse’s turn ons
△ our muse’s get in a playful wrestling match
⍢ my muse gives yours a hickey
✧ our muses having dinner together
☎ my muse drunk dials your muse
✈ our muses on a flight together
☼ my muse giving yours a massage
♡ my muse flirts with your mue
☣ your muse visiting my muse in prison
♌ your muse visiting mine in prison
X my muse doesn’t remember anything from the night before. They have blood on their hands, and your muse is beaten at their feet.
☁ our muses are trapped in a fire together
〰 our muses are at the beach together
❢ my muse has lost their memory, and at the sight of your muse starts to remember things
✑ my muses daily routine
❂ a new years eve memory from my muse
✬ our muses share a new years eve kiss
✆ your muses name, ringtone, and icon in the muse’s phone
◙ a christmas gift from my muse
♍ a sexual story from my muse
₩ our muses are caught in a thunder storm together
❊ a regret my muse has about your muse
♎ your muse tracing one of my muse’s scars
♏ my muse tracing a scar of your muse’s
♐ my muse hearing your muse scream
♑ our muses go out for coffee together
♒ my muse visit’s your muse’s grave
♓ my muse injures your muse
✄ your muse injures my muse
☩ a dream my muse has about your muse
☨ my muse searching for your muse
☦ my muse trying to cheer up your muse
✞ my muse taking care of a your muse while their sick
✛ my muse trying to calm your muse down
✜ my muse trying to get your muse to recover from amnesia
✝ a confession from my muse to yours
✙ our muses shopping together
✠ our muses watching the stars together
« a past memory with our muses
» a daydream my muse has about yours
✐ a mistletoe kiss
✎ our muses going to a costume ball together
✏ our muses are evil and out reaking havoc together
♔ a kiss on the cheek
♕ a kiss on the palms
♖ a kiss on the back of the hand
♗ a kiss on the nose
♘ a kiss on the eyelids
♙ a kiss on a bruise
if u ship ur muse with my muse
PLEASE FUCKING TELL ME
because i might also ship it
but i would be sitting there like
welp, i would do this, but i don’t know if they like it
"I don’ belong in a place like this. Look at me, kid. Do I look like ‘Alexandria’ material?"
"You fit in as well as the rest of us."
"Good… Cause I don’t like how happy these people are…" He said looking around then back to his son. "Don’t talk about life outside, last thing we need is someone to use it against you…" He said softly with a sigh. "Lie for a bit and if they get suspicious twist your words"
Carl bites his lip, nervously. He knew it wouldn't be smart to tell them about the outside--they had all done some things to survive, and if these people had never seen it happen, they would think poorly of them. "I don't think they're all that bad," he says, "I really think they don't know, what it's like out there, they don't know how the rules have changed."
” HEY — you little shit. It’s me. I do not appreciate the fact you have a GUN pointed at my face right now. ”
"Don't bite my head off. I wasn't sure who it was."
❝ Oh my God. This can’t be happening. ❞
"It's fucking happening, alright, this is real, so stop looking like you're about to pass out."
"—-BUT you didn’t have to hit me. Man, when someone is yelling ‘ah stop’ you’re supposed to STOP!”
"I was mid swing when you said that, can't just expect me to stop. It's not like you passed out, you'll be fine."
“Out there." He merely breathed. A small, subtle nod as he waits a moment to ask another question. He didn’t want to bombard the poor boy with everything he’s been wondering. "I can only vaguely remember… Is it.. hell out there?"
Carl found his curiosity odd, but didn't say anything. While he just wanted to forget it all, he knew the boy probably didn't know anything, too sheltered like the rest of the Alexandrians. "Yeah, I guess it is."