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Mun & muses all over 18. This blog is multi-verse & multi-fandom. The characters are simple OC's, but I'm willing to work with you to make things work. (Everything is under MAJOR construction, so please excuse all the not working links for now!)

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Sam: yeah, I knew a girl that had a miniature pig as pet. it's super cute

Sam: you're asking for a beating when you get home ;)

Sam: i will...i will

Sam: you have to get that one, babe! it's eyes are saying it all

Wes: pigs aren't cute, babe.

Wes: you couldn't do it if you tried. you loooove me too much. ;)

Wes: it's a girl puppy! and it keeps just staring at me and being all cute and godamnit ok we're getting it

Wes: holy shit we're actually getting a puppy this is amazing

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Flynn & Tucker

[happenstxnce-blog]

Playing Flappy Bird,  Flynn realized two things: that he should have never downloaded the app again, and that he should have pressed for more information about whoever it was he was meting, all he had to go on by was the name Tucker, what really lead him nowhere. Glancing up when he heard someone say his name he couldn’t helpo but to smile, a tiny smile, but a smile, “Yeah I am, I’m guessing you’re Tucker?” he asked, pocketing his phone he gave the male, Tucker, a once over. Cute, somewhat his type, honestly he was expecting worse, much much worse. With that realization his smile widened as he waited for an answer.

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"That would be me," he said with an obviously relieved smile. Flynn was attractive ---- of course it was the first thing he noticed right off the bat from his first impression. Hopefully he was as good with conversation as he was with his looks. "I guess we can grab a table and get this party started?" As soon as he said it, he cringed; he was sure that was just as lame as it had sounded in his head. "Sorry, I'm not used to blind dates," he explained with a laugh, hoping to brush off the nerves. "This is actually the first one I've ever agreed to."

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"I'm sorry I'm late ---- practice lasted a little longer than I thought it would."

[happenstxnce-blog]

Flynn & Tucker

           A blind date, a blind date. Flynn knew he wasn’t one fore relationships, they made him uncomfortable, he was more of a flirtationship guy, never went more than that. He also knew that his mother wanted him to meet a nice person to settle down with, but this was ridiculous. A blind date. Running a hand through his hair he sighed and walking into the restaurant, waiting for whoever it was he was meeting up with to show up

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         Sometimes Tucker wondered how he got himself into situations like this. One minute he was playing a game of drunken truth or dare at a party last weekend, and then suddenly he was agreeing to go on a blind date, out of all things. This certainly qualified as a blind date, as his friend refused to tell him anything besides a name --- Flynn. Of course that wasn't much help to Tucker when he entered the restaurant and was completely and utterly unaware as to who his blind date actually was. But luck seemed to be on his side tonight, and as he cast his curious glance around the restaurant, he saw only one person that was unaccompanied. "You don't happen to be Flynn?" Tucker asked as he approached the other, offering him a hesitant grin. 

[wickxdgames-deactivated20150622]

"Well    I definitely am jealous. Not so much crazy, but can you blame me for being a jealous girlfriend? How can I not be when dating you?” Olivia teased, raising her eyebrows at the taller male in a joking manner. “All the girls want you,” Smiling lightly, the female leaned forward to peck his lips quickly. “So    are there anymore crazy exes I should know about? Or is that all?” Of course, that was a joke. After the stressful evening they’ve had, she was only trying to make light of the situation.

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"Why would you need to be jealous with me? You know I only have eyes for you," Derek said, smiling affectionately over at his girlfriend. It really was true --- to him, no one else would ever compare to Olivia; there was no temptation for him to cheat or stray, and he knew that she was more than enough for him. "All the girls want me?" He repeated with a laugh, shaking his head. "I think you're overestimating me by a long shot." Sometimes he was aware of a few stares that lasted a little too long, but it never stuck in his head as something important. He knew he was mostly oblivious to everything else, but how could he not be? His head was constantly wrapped around either football, his family, or Olivia, so pretty much everything else went over his head. At her joke, Derek couldn't help but grin. "No more crazy exes, I promise." He even put his hand over his heart and crossed it, an amused expression settling on his features. "Scout's honor."

[espoielle-blog]

"Maybe?" She laughed as she tilted her head upwards to look at him, a confused, scrunched up expression sitting across her features. "You’re such a guy, you probably just walk into the bathroom, pick up the first bottle that you see and spray it all over you." She shook her head a little allowing her arm to slip down his, her fingers finding their way between his. "I bet you’re one of those guys that washes his hair with conditioner," She smirked a little leaning in to smell his hair.

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"I'll have you know that I know exactly what body spray I have on right now. It's...oh, shit." He trailed off with a laugh, his mind blanking at the name. "It was in a red bottle." He added, as if that would make up for his obvious lack of memory. As she leaned closer, he turned his head to give her a look, a wide grin settling on his face. "What's wrong with washing my hair with conditioner? It makes it so soft," he said, allowing her a moment to appreciate his obviously stunning hair before moving his head to give her a quick kiss on her forehead. "Does it matter what I use, though? You know I look good with whatever it is, anyways." Of course this statement was followed by a smirk, as he gave her hand a gentle squeeze.

[dawsonxtwins]

Ben grinned at his friend as they walked out the door, deliberately slowing down his steps to about a tenth of his normal speed so he could keep in line with him. He knew Wesley wouldn’t want his help, not unless it was obvious he actually needed it and even then he wasn’t entirely convinced. However, he would rather walk slowly next to the other man ready to stop him falling into the road if he was about to, then risk being the one driving him to a hospital after it happened. “You’re doing well mate, just round that corner,” he attempted to gesture with his hands still tucked into his pockets. Ben himself rarely drunk much on the job, not necessarily because it was frowned at but more that he tended to find himself in situations like this one where he was making sure someone who had drunk got home alright. Though it was easier with Wes considering he knew him anyway, but it wasn’t like he hadn’t had to look out for strangers who had gotten overly wasted on his watch before. “When we get back to yours I’m ordering pizza or something, haven’t eaten while working and you need something to mix with the stomach full of alcohol you currently have,” he laughed lightly as he turned the corner and spotted his car on the other side of the parking lot. 

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"You can order all the pizza you want, because that sounds amazing." Wes said with a grin as the two finally neared the car. How had a journey of a few blocks ended up feeling like they had been walking for years? Those last few drinks had finally finished hitting Wes, but he was sincerely wishing he hadn't tried to drink anymore. The drive back was mostly silent for Wes, as nearly all of his concentration went into not puking in his friend's car. With all that Ben was doing for him, the least he could do was not vomit all over his car. The drive finally ended though, and Wes felt like he had never been so glad to get back to his apartment and immediately flop down on his couch. "Help yourself to anything, of course." He muttered as he curled into the side of the couch, glancing around idly for the remote. His vision was still tilting, and all he wanted to do was stop the spinning and watch a movie with his friend. "Why does alcohol have to make your brain so stupid?" He groaned, putting his head in his hands as he shut his eyes.

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Sam: I definitely meant a pug -- what in the world would we do with a pig in our apartment??

Sam: but that's the thing...

Sam: you're not the real catch here, I am ;)

Sam: I wish I was there right now. Not fair

Sam: send me pictures!!

Wes: don't people have them as pets??

Wes: i mean i got you house trained, so i bet i could train a pig ;)

Wes: sure, keep telling yourself that...

Wes: http://i.imgur.com/knZ0Tlm.jpg

Wes: it won't stop giving me those eyes

[ofloveandaggressionarchives-dea]

can someone pls do an au with me where i pick a muse and you pick a muse but we don’t tell each other which ones we’ve chosen and we legit just pretend they got set up on a blind date by a mutual friend and see what happens 

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ooc ——

           i won't be on much for the next few days, but i promise to do my best to get to replies and drafts when i can!

[xgrfti]

Man, now here comes the guilt. Anyone could tell — alright, well, maybe they were the only ones who could tell they were both kidding, but with that face that Annie pulled, Stroud can’t suppress the guilt that begins to travel through his bloodstream. His mouth forms a slow pout as she looks at him, and he lowers his head a bit; ducks it down like a disappointed pup. “I’m sorry,” he drawls out, though initially it doesn’t sound all too genuine, more like a kid being forced to apologize. He looks up and over at the brunette again and smiles a bit innocently, shrugging his shoulders. “Fine, fine, fine. I’m sorry, Annie. My bad. Are you ever gonna forgive me? Ever? Ever?” he repeats playfully, tossing the pillow aside before his hands begin to attack the girl’s stomach, or any other ticklish spots she might have had. 

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Annie made a face at his initial apology; really, she had heard better ones from her six year old cousin who always had be forced to apologize when he broke something for the fiftieth time. So when he apologized again, sounding a tad more sincere this time, she smirked as she prepared to give him some sassy reply or another. The words never got spoken, though, because he immediately had started some kind of tickling war that she was sorely losing at. "Stroud, s-stop!" She was laughing hard now, squirming as she tried to move back towards her end of the couch and away from his hands. "I forgive you, I forgive you!" Her words were breathless from laughing too much, and she curled into the end of the couch, trying to block his hands.

[razorcrst]

      “You know… trying to make me jealous isn’t a very good way to         get my attention… I might just start ignoring you.”

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    "Oh, you say that like you could ignore me in the first place." Cockiness fell into place as he gave the other a cheeky grin. "I was just having some fun, that's all. I can't help it if you took it as me trying to get your attention." Which it clearly had been, but Wes wasn't eager to admit that.

[xgrfti]

By the time she peers from behind the cover of her eyes, Stroud has hidden himself as well, his permanently-smiling face concealed behind one of the throw pillows on her couch. If he’s confronted, he’ll make some sort of excuse saying that the movie’s scary, but then again, his attention hasn’t been on the movie for a couple of minutes now. He’s found more interest in Annie as he always does, never truly placing his focus on one thing if he kept letting Annie steal it from him. He peeks from the side of the pillow to playfully hit her with it, of course nothing too hurtful. “Hello, is it me you’re looking for?” he sings jokingly, laughing right afterwards. Stroud never could take himself too seriously; he finds it easy to be himself around her. 

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"Hey, if I had to come out of hiding, so do you." She said with a mischievous grin, moving towards him on the couch to grab at the pillow. She was relaxed again, her slip up behind her as the two joked around; sometimes she was so sure that he had some kind of superpower that made her forget about any bad things when he was around. But no sooner than she had reached for it, he had smacked her with the pillow, and she froze in shock. "Stroud!" Despite her having yelled his name, she was laughing and shaking her head ---- honestly, he was too much. It only reminded her about just how easy it was for her to relax around him...something she admittedly wasn't the best at. Annie had her fronts ---- at work, she was collected and determined; with strangers, she was cautious but friendly. But with Stroud, she was just...Annie. "I could have died," she said dramatically, biting the inside of her cheek as she attempted to keep her straight face. Trembling lips were fighting to give her away, but she kept up the act...even if both of them knew the grin she was really hiding. "What do you have to say for yourself?"

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Sam: I've always wanted a beagle or pug or lab or border collie

Sam: I had a pig growing up and she was the cutest but I'm fine with any of those breeds

Sam: I just really want a puppy

Sam: that's wishful thinking because we all know you performed the miracle by landing ME as a girlfriend

Sam: I'm at the top of the buy list

Sam: you poor man

Wes: ok I'll keep those in mind

Wes: I hope you meant pug because I'm not ready for a pig

Wes: see now that's debatable. you're great and all, but everyone knows I'm the real catch ;)

Wes: I found the adoption center and you should SEE ALL THE DOGS

Wes: there's so many!!! holy shit

[xgrfti]

He’s never really been the type of guy to successfully conduct himself in a conversation with a girl he has a crush on, but… Annie’s always been more than that. They were friends before he started to think that, hey, maybe she’s pretty cute, and maybe there’s something I love about the way she smiles at every joke I tell, but I can’t figure it out yet. So it’s safe to say that he’s comfortable with her, but seeing her a flustered mess can’t help but shake him up into his own mess, his cheeks following her own as they flushed scarlet for a moment. She’s too adorable, and he doesn’t think he’ll ever see anything as precious and genuine in his life. “Don’t worry about it,” he responds with a shake of his head and a wave of his hand, idiot grin still plastered on his lips as he laughs. “I totally get it. You know, you’re kind of - well, not just kind of - but you’re gorgeous, too, and… yeah. Now you can stop being embarrassed,” he teases, nudging her side and playfully peeling at her hands that covered her face. “Come on, I miss you! Come out.”

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His compliment only made her cheeks warmer, and she couldn't help but laugh again as she kept her face planted firmly in her hands. Since when had she turned into someone who blushes at a compliment? It wasn't like her ---- but she had an inkling of an idea as to why it was happening. So maybe she had a bit of a crush on Stroud; it was something she would have to be hard pressed to ever admit, though. Right now, she felt as if she had too much on her plate ---- she was too busy worrying constantly about moving up in her job, and meeting new people, and staying on top of all her adult responsibilities...she had no time to add trivial things like crushes into the mix. And yet, here was Stroud, able to turn her back into a blushing school girl with a single compliment. "I'm not embarrassed! It's just, uh, it's just really nice in here. I think I'll stay a bit longer," she said, laughing as she struggled to keep her hands in place. Of course she wasn't as strong as he was, so the half-hearted struggle she put up didn't last her very long, and she grinned as her hands were finally pulled away. "Hello again."

[xgrfti]

Stroud scrunches his nose in disapproval, but really he can barely contain the happiness he felt after hearing her say that. “You’re not as lucky to have me in your life as I’m super-goddamn-out-of-this-world lucky to have you in my life,” he competes, but it’s all playful; a grin is wide across his lips and his chocolate eyes are lit up. Nothing can bring him down. The movie seems like a blur at this point; he’s too fixated on the girl in front of him. “Did you just… whoa. Whoa, whoa, whoa,” he says in between sputters of laughter, “did you just call me… handsome?”

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"Damn, I'm not sure how to compete with that," she teased with a laugh. Had she said that? Oh god, she had. "No! Well, I mean, yes but..." Despite the heat that she could feel rapidly rising to her cheeks, she couldn't help but laugh along with him. "Come on, you know what I meant." Even she wasn't sure at this point what she had, but that didn't stop her from continuing to dig her own hole. "Obviously you know you're a, y'know, good looking guy." Did that sound as lame to him as it did to her? Annie rested her hands on her cheeks, trying to physically cover up the blush she knew was there, while probably making herself look like an idiot in the process. "It's just common knowledge you're good looking, right? So I mean...don't let it get to you head or anything." At this point she stopped talking, hoping she wouldn't dig anymore holes around her as she laughed, burying her head in hands. How had one comment snowballed so quickly for her? Probably it was because she wasn't used to being called out on things like this --- Annie rarely commented on things like that, especially with Stroud, and having said it without realizing then having it repeated back shook her up.

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Sam: what kind of puppy are you going to get??

Sam: if you seriously bring home a puppy I will reward you

Sam: if you had angel potential then I'm a saint

Sam: a magician with girlfriends named Sam tell their secrets...didn't you know?

Sam: don't let my poker face fool you, I feel terrible that you'll have to deal with me

Wes: this is a group decision so what do you think?

Wes: I'm still sitting in my car and now I'm googling dog breeds

Wes: labs are good! I had a lab growing up

Wes: you can't be a saint...the only miracle you've performed is landing me as a boyfriend. you need two more to be a saint, i think

Wes: it's truly horrible. honestly idk how I do it half the time