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reagan collins / xviii / the comedian ☆ "she’s well-known to police 'cause she looks like a ( riot ). always takes what she needs and leaves the rest b e h i n d. this love would ( kill ) me, but I don’t think I mind. blame it on the way we don't even c a r e, we know we'll be alright."

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amblingalps

muse headcanons!

send me a symbol and i’ll tell you:

☠: my muse’s biggest fear ☮: when my muse feels the most at ease ☺: something that makes my muse happy ☹: something that makes my muse upset ♫: my muse’s favorite song, band, and/or music genre ✇: my muse’s favorite movie, director, and/or film genre ♔: my muse’s celebrity crush(es) ❤: what my muse looks for in a person they like ☂: my muse’s favorite season or time of year ∞: if my muse believe in ghosts, aliens, etc. ✧: what my muse’s netflix queue looks like ✎: what my muse’s best subject in school is/was ♧: something my muse is really good at ✺: something my muse loves and never gets tired of ✗: something my muse hates or gets angry about ☆: what my muse would be famous for if they were famous ✿: what my muse would like to do when they’re older ✈: where my muse would go if they could move anywhere ✆: the last person my muse called and what it was about ✉: the last person my muse texted and what the text said

#hit dis shit up #meme

invera

#( muse ; )

bigfootdean

Damn. Hardly a wordsmith, Dean relied on that goofy grin of his to help get his business done. Though, Rea’s reaction was exactly how he’d imagined it. Money for drugs, drugs for food. Everything was a cycle, really. At her tone, he let out a chuckle, before shrugging his backpack from his shoulder and tugging a small paper bag from the side pocket. “Don’t I always?” There’s a wiggle of blonde eyebrows as he looked towards her. “So– how ‘bout that cash? My stomach could use a couple of chips right about now.”

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At the sight of the small paper bag Rea’s face instantly lit up, “Now we’re talking business buddy.” She stated with a pleased smile as she began to dig in her own backpack, pulling out a crumpled up dollar bill. “A 10 should work for chips and get me something decent, right?” Rea paused, her eyes squinting up at him for a moment. “Well it better, cause that’s all I have. I fucking lost a hardcore poker game with the homeless dude who chills in-front of 7/11. He might looked too cracked out to function, but fuck, he’s good.”

#c:dean

believeinduke-deactivated201604

duke sits on the steps of the school, reading through a book titled ‘cryptids and where to find them’ while music in a foreign language blares out of his headphones. he happily sips on a drink, waiting for his friends to get out of their classes and join him. he has a lot planned.

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“What the hell are you listening to?” Rea instantly shouts as she plops down next to Duke, a smile on her faced as she pressed her ear against one of his earphones to catch some of the blaring music. It was decent, not her taste but, decent. “How the fuck do you read while that shit is so loud?” She asked as she settled back into her own personal space. “My mind would beat my ass if I messed with it like that.”

#c:duke

kieratalks-blog

“I am so tired. Like, SO tired.” Kiera moaned. “Why can’t school start at noon?” She rubbed her eyes, tightening her ponytail and resting her head on her hands. “Promise you’ll wake me up if I fall asleep in class?”

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“Dude no.” Rea playfully scoffed, a slight chuckle escaping from her lips as she watched Kiera from the corner of her eye. “If you fall asleep I’m going to let you drool and snore for the entire class. My snap story will be fucking amazing.”

#c:kiera

richwalker

“…So, yeah. That’s why I’m not allowed in the library anymore. Can you do me a solid and check this book out for me?”

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“That’s some hardcore shit dude, and in a perfect world I’d love to be your savior but I got a real phobia of that librarian. Her nose resembles a sharp ass beak and I’m pretty sure she’d be be down to murder me after I made some random chick spew milk from her nose all over a stack of books the other day. So I’m playin’ it safe.”

#c:cecil

bigfootdean

“D’you got any spare cash on you? Not ‘cause I’m broke or anything–” There’s a pause as he shook a closed fist around, a couple of coins jingling around inside it. “I’m saving these bad boys for one of Old Larry’s monster hot dogs. But I’m kinda hungry now, so you see my problemo, right?” A wide grin spread across his face in the hopes of winning his poor victim over. The chances of it working? Slim to none, but Dean is nothing if not a dreamer.

rea-collins-blog

Rea’s eyes squinted up at Dean, the jingling of the coins ringing in her ears. It was always risky doing business with Dean, but it was also something Rea had become accustomed to. Meaning the charm behind that goofy grin had unfortunately lost its touch. “I dunno’ dude, I might have some spare cash on me.” She chimed in dopey tone, obviously mocking Dean. “You got any green?”