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@poiiscd-blog
Hugging meme
Send a “!” for my muse to hug your muse in greeting
Send a “@” for my muse to hug your muse to comfort them
Send a “#” for my muse to hug your muse in joy or celebration
Send a “$” for my muse to hug your muse goodbye.
Send a “%” for my muse to hug your muse just because your muse asked.
Send any of the symbols along with a “reverse,” for your muse to be the one offering my muse a hug.
Paris, Texas (1984), dir. Wim Wenders
she’s beauty she’s grace she will not punch you in the face bc she knows a thousand different more intelligent ways to fuck u up
🍴
For every 🍴 I receive, I will share a food headcanon I have for my muse.
Hannah wouldn’t consider herself too sweet on sweets ( it amazes her watching dexters appetite take down pancake stacks that tower with syrup And whipped cream .. ) but she does enjoy Milano cookies– dark chocolate, and fruit… like pineapple on pizza
For every 🍴 I receive, I will share a food headcanon I have for my muse.
If the symbol doesn’t show, you can send ‘nyam!’ instead. Don’t forget to specify a muse for multimuses!
how about them single parent!au's??
dumhaz:
im on the bus and my 2-year-old won’t stop crying, except you just smiled at them and they did
i asked you to babysit one time and now my child keeps asking when you will spend time with them again
you asked me to the store with you and your child, and now my distant relative we met thinks im married with a baby
we are friends and my child’s first word was your name and im jealous but also kind of endeared
you’ve been sleeping at mine because your house is being renovated and we aren’t even dating, yet every time you wake up to the baby crying and sigh, “i’ll go” i feel like we might as well be married
we’ve been on a few dates and my child just asked us when we are getting married
our children are in the same class and we both hate their teacher, eventually the parents’ evenings are just us competing who can call out snarkier comments
we are the only two parents who agreed to attend the school trip (bonus: “so i guess we share this hotel room?”)
our children are best friends….yeah
“i’m so sorry that my child pointed out how your shirt- actually nevermind i agree, that shirt is horrendous”
you crouched down to coo at my baby but i forgot to tell you their favorite thing to do is to play with people’s hair and now they won’t let go of you
| @poiiscd liked for a starter |
Vivien looked up when she heard footsteps. She smiled. “Hey.” She hummed before looking back down to her cello, which she was in the process of changing the strings on.
Her hands were frailty and patience; loosening each peg, threading silvery metallic string through fine tuner , HARMONIOUSLY aligning each along the bridge. In Vivien’s movements were so much of the woman she was. And still is.
The SPECTACLE that was now home to her son and self was also home to the most tortured souls in Los Angeles, perpetually trapped : an unsettling truth. But to the amber-blonde apparition fine tuning her instrument, Hannah was DRAWN. Not like the others.
“Hey-y.” She smiles, honeyed tone falls husky, crackles like teak basks in flame of her presence.
“Wow,” Hannah admires from the few feet between them. “ It’s beautiful. Must’ve seen you through some times.. I can tell.”
* @poiiscd LIKED for a mini starter~ *
“You’ll help me?” There was disbelief in the girl’s light brown eyes as she stared at the newest owner of the house, leaning forward slightly in her chair. Vivian had been coddling her child for years, forever an infant, and Hayden’s patience had run thin. “I want my baby back.”
“ Y e s , of course ,” she’ll squeeze her hand gently. Chair scuffing close to clutch cold, otherwise lissome fingers . To let it be compassion was trusting the weight of Hayden’s request on a bridge so fragile. And If it collapsed..
“I just, don’t know what to expect.” Hannah admits. “What can i do?”
---to take her down with it.
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“ i, uh… kinda pulled an all-nighter.”
“ it’s the adrenaline.” She cites, pushing past him and pulling out the nearest object that could double as a seat.
Hannah s m o o t h e s her palm over the surface && leaves two inviting taps.
“ you might be in shock --which, I can only imagine, is.. why you didn’t think to call on me .” A ( passive ) scoff.
“I had to hear it from deb.”
Archetypes Quiz
Tagged by @tateblog
36% Caregiver
Friendly, sincere, and compassionate, the Caregiver finds their reward in helping others. No one could ask for a better best friend.
35% Explorer
The Explorer is drawn to the unknown, whether that’s a Himalayan peak or the road not taken, and have a thirst for adventure. They take journeys, not vacations.
29% Intellectual
The Intellectual is the ultimate dinner-party guest. Engaging questions and thoughtful debate are their trademarks.
tagging : @carriietta @posessix @resurgcnt @ofmormonisms @thepigsaw @papersalesman @angeldcwn @horrorempathy @cunninglinguistx @pussiehands @prideblind @drapdex
oopsprompts:
“You tried to kill me!” “Don’t insult me. If I’d tried to kill you, you’d be dead.”
Reason to Hate You (by Rhys Lewis) starters
splattermemes:
as requested by anon.
“Can you just lie to me?”
“I’m begging you to burn us to the ground.”
“I know it’s over but I don’t know what to do.”
“Help me get over you.”
“Tell me you love somebody else or something.”
“Don’t give me the truth.”
“Say you’ve been unfaithful to me.”
“I need a reason to hate you, a reason to let you go, a reason to move on.”
“Where do we go from here?”
“I don’t think I can be your friend.”
“'Cause even after all this time, I’m hoping I can change your mind.”
“Lock me out for good.”
“I know that I’m not strong enough to stop myself from feeling things for you.”
“I’ve gotta forget somehow.”
“Hope’s the only open door left to choose.”
“Do you just disappear?”
cont.from here
❝ R I G H T , I.. ❞ Hannah shrugs, jutting her bottom lip and throwing dismissive gestures at him, but unable to mask a smile. ❝ --I hadn’t noticed.❞
The halls narrrow path left little room for any sort of c o m f o r t . Full-well knowing she was going straight to Pam’s after this.
❝ Were you gonna go do that, or..? ❞
“i expected better from you” well that was your fault lmao I got nothing to do with that
Send me “ s m o o c h “ for my muse’s reaction to yours drawing them down onto your’s lap for a kiss.
