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@orphanerslament
Send āXā to find my muse beaten, bloody, and left for dead.
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š¤ - Sneak up behind my muse and hug them
Cornelius stiffened, his fins splaying in alarm. āWwho dares?!ā He growled, before turning around and instantly softening at the sight behind him. His fins fell limp, and he trembled softly.
āCustoaā¦ā he whispered, then wrapped his arms around the woman, pressing his forehead against hers.
Custoa let go briefly when her mate turned around, and smiled when he recognized her. She held onto him a second time, but a bit tighter.
āHello, my dearest,ā she replied back.Ā
"Again, you are here. I alwways expect you to wwisen, and leavve me for some other bastard wwho knowws wwhen he'll be home," Cornelius teased, though there were truth in his words. He kissed her nose, fluttering his fins in elation.
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š¤ - Sneak up behind my muse and hug themCornelius stiffened, his fins splaying in alarm. "Wwho dares?!" He growled, before turning around and instantly softening at the sight behind him. His fins fell limp, and he trembled softly."Custoa..." he whispered, then wrapped his arms around the woman, pressing his forehead against hers.
you donāt get to choose your theme song, your theme song is assigned to you by a cruel uncaring fate
New ask game. Whatās my theme song?
Arsonize me daddy
I don't knoww wwhether to be more disgusted by the wword "arsonize", or the fact you havve referred to me as "daddy". Either wway, I pray you stop. Please. I wwill not set you on fire, and I am not your lusus, or "daddy".
Soft Intimacy Meme
Send one toā¦
š“Ā - Curl up next to my sleeping muse
š¤ - Come to my muse with a secret
š§„ - Wrap a coat around my muse
š - Help my muse take a shot
āļø - Cut my museās hair
š - Bring my muse something to cheer them up
š¤ - Sneak up behind my muse and hug them
šø - Teach my muse how to play the guitar
š - Bring my muse something to eat
š„¤ - Bring my muse a drink
š» - Bring my muse an alcoholic drink
šŗ - Put a flower in my museās hair
š - Take a bath with my muse
šæ - Take a shower with my muse
š® - Show my muse video game cheats
ā½ļø - Teach my muse a sport
š± - Plant seedlings with my muse
š¤š¼ - Show my muse how to throw a proper punch
š - Read to my muse
š§¢ - Put a hat on my muse
āI smell a spiderā¦ā
āAnd what do SpidersĀ āsmell likeā, Orphaner?ā She poked her head around the corner of the alehouse.Ā
"Regret, liquor, and gold. Usually. Though I find that all spiders havve a unique scent," he scoffed, striding over to her. "I havven't smelled one in many months though, so I couldn't be sure wwhich spider laid around that corner," Cornelius smirked, then looked her up and down.
"You look wwell," he commented, then pulled a pack of cigarettes from his coat pocket and laid one on his lip. A match was also unearthed, struck, and used to light the cigarette.
"I smell a spider..."
You kick over a box in the port, brow furrowed and soft ocean wind flicking your cape behind you. The air is sharp, but the streets are baren, you hear no one but yourself and men whispering beyond pub doors. Your fins flick with irritation, and you adjust the weapon under your arm.
"Howw irritating," you mutter, starting forward. The clicking of your boots echo through the ghostly marina. "You wwould expect evven one to still inhabit this place."
//Classes canceled for tomorrow! I'll be responding to all things! Stay tuned after a short sleep.
Would you ship our muses?
Send ⤠if you would ship our muses romantically. Send ā if you would ship our muses sexually. Send ć if you would ship our muses platonically. Send ā if you would ship our muses as enemies.
I received your gifts, they were most lovely. Even if there was no specific occasion to warranty your generosity it was still appreci8ted. Would you like to come around this evening? It would 8e only fair to share the wine you sent with the gentleman himself.
Absolutely! I'm glad you enjoyed them, and I wwould be honored to spend my evvening wwith you. I'll be on my wway shortly.
Mindfang returns, but she's got another Orphaner on her arm and clearly is smitten.
Your heart is suddenly gripped with pain and you can't stop yourself from crying yourself awake. That truely was a nightmare, and for the first time in a long time, you feel how little you deserved her and how hard you tried to keep her. Your hands shake and you cannot fall back asleep due to heavy self-loathing.
Nightmare: You go bald.
Unfortunate... this is very very upsetting. You never noticed how awful the skull around your horns looks, or how gross you look withput your full head of hair.
Nightmare: You're on your ship commanding your crew but they only point and laugh. You are standing in your underwear.
This nightmare that bothers many of others doesn't really affect you. Standing near nude in front of your crew is not something you're bothered by, and you wake up more confused than upset.
For eachĀ āāļøā I get, Iāll write a headcanon about our muses.
Send my muse an anonymous nightmare.
It could be about your muse, or someone elseās, or about a past trauma my muse has experienced. Send more than one ask if need be for length!