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Send me a ⊱♥⊰ for my Muse's reaction to yours hugging them without warning!
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If we kissed?
[] Quickie. [] Tongue. [] Softly bite your lip. [] We wouldn’t. [] Long and meaningful. [] Let’s hit up the bedroom. [] You remember last time? [] Awkward… [] Lol no. Would I go out with you? [] Yes, definitely. [] No. [] I want to, but it wouldn’t work. [] Maybe. [] Nope, you’re like family. [] You’re cute, but probably not. [] Just simply not my type. [] If I knew you better. [] Already did. [] I don’t know. If we took a picture together, we’d be… [] Hugging each other. [] Just chilling. [] Holding hands. [] Kissing. [] Acting dumb. [] Normal picture. [] You holding me from behind. You are… [] Cute/Pretty. [] Good looking. [] Sexy. [] All of the above You + me + room = … [] Movies. [] Cuddling. [] Hanging out. [] Kissing. [] Playing games. [] Everything. [] Wouldn’t let you in. You should… [] Hit me up. [] Be mine. [] Marry me. [] Reblog this so I can send you a heart. [] be studying If we got married, I’d… [] Divorce you. [] Make kids. [] Take your money and bounce. [] Smash every day. [] I would cheat on you. [] Be faithful. [] Kill you in your sleep [] We wouldn’t
◬ (her parents)
◬: My muse walks in on yours killing someone
((bruh. Ok obviously AU here.))
Marjorine had been out late that night— not doing anything bad or anything, just hanging out with some friends. However, it was about a half hour past her curfew by the time she was approaching her house. She’d just lost track of time. “Aw, hamburgers..” she mumbled, preparing herself for the scolding (and grounding) from her folks she was sure to receive. She quietly turned the key in the lock of her front door, but upon opening the door she was met with a sight she was entirely unprepared for.
Blood spattered the living room. It was everywhere. What appeared to be her parents’ mangled bodies lie on the ground, and none other than her friend, Patty, also was there drenched in blood— though it wasn’t her own. Before a coherent thought could cross Marjorine’s mind, she screamed, loudly, and dropped her bag on the ground.
"But they were hurting you!" She protested. "I did you a favor."
"B-but... but..!" She tried to get something out, but all she could do was cry harder. She felt disgustng, inside and out, and the feeling that she might faint threatened her at the corner of her mind.
◬ (her parents)
◬: My muse walks in on yours killing someone
((bruh. Ok obviously AU here.))
Marjorine had been out late that night— not doing anything bad or anything, just hanging out with some friends. However, it was about a half hour past her curfew by the time she was approaching her house. She’d just lost track of time. “Aw, hamburgers..” she mumbled, preparing herself for the scolding (and grounding) from her folks she was sure to receive. She quietly turned the key in the lock of her front door, but upon opening the door she was met with a sight she was entirely unprepared for.
Blood spattered the living room. It was everywhere. What appeared to be her parents’ mangled bodies lie on the ground, and none other than her friend, Patty, also was there drenched in blood— though it wasn’t her own. Before a coherent thought could cross Marjorine’s mind, she screamed, loudly, and dropped her bag on the ground.
Patty pulled the knife out and looked at Marjorine. “Don’t cry, they were hurting you. I handled them.”
Her tears falling onto the table and onto herself, Marjorine spoke shakily and nervously without looking up. "B-but they're my p-parents!" It was all she could get out, and there was no telling as to whether or not her speech was even understandable through her crying and whimpering.
✚ M U N | I N F O R M A T I O N ✚
Name: james Nicknames: jimmy, marjorine, shock, leviathan/lev Wishlist Nickname: ??? Birthday: june 22 Height: 5’5" Eye Color: bue Hair Color: blonde Ethnicity: white Relationship Status: single Character(s) Most Identified with: butters, terrance & phillip. Hobbies: writing, drawing, reading, math, singing, history, researching random topics i become interested in Special talent(s): drawing + piano and trombone Warning/disclaimer: i want to be everything Struggling With: identity
✚ M U S E | I N F O R M A T I O N ✚
Name: marjorine stotch Nicknames: marjie/marj, crybaby Wishlist Nickname: she just wants to be called marjorine Birthday: september 11 Height: 5’4" Eye Color: blue Hair Color: blonde Ethnicity: white Lives in: south park, colorado Relationship Status: single Classification: upper-middle class Special talent(s): being adorable Warning/disclaimer: way too sensitive Struggling With: coming out to her parents
◬ (her parents)
◬: My muse walks in on yours killing someone
((bruh. Ok obviously AU here.))
Marjorine had been out late that night— not doing anything bad or anything, just hanging out with some friends. However, it was about a half hour past her curfew by the time she was approaching her house. She’d just lost track of time. “Aw, hamburgers..” she mumbled, preparing herself for the scolding (and grounding) from her folks she was sure to receive. She quietly turned the key in the lock of her front door, but upon opening the door she was met with a sight she was entirely unprepared for.
Blood spattered the living room. It was everywhere. What appeared to be her parents’ mangled bodies lie on the ground, and none other than her friend, Patty, also was there drenched in blood— though it wasn’t her own. Before a coherent thought could cross Marjorine’s mind, she screamed, loudly, and dropped her bag on the ground.
Patty moved the thing she called food placing it on the counter. “Aw…Marjie…you almost got it on the food.” Patty ate another one. “These are delicious.” Not realizing linda was still somewhat alive. Or at least clinging on as she moved a bit. She looked up and saw her daughter. “B-butters…” She looked at her. “Ru—” but Patty quickly stabbed her. “THATS NOT HER NAME!”
Marjorine screamed through her sobs. She wanted to run away. She wanted to run to her parents and hold them. She wanted to get out and away. But she couldn't. She was far too frightened to move. So instead she sat frozen in her seat, bawling her eyes out and not saying anything like a coward.
What are you doing under there? (( Hi there! ))
Send me “What are you doing under there?” and I’ll write you a starter based on your character finding mine under a blanket fort
Marjorine looked up at Butters peeking at her through the covers on her blanket fort, a little embarassed. She had a lantern set up for the lights, and she had a collection of stuffed animals around her, though the main attraction right in front of her was a 64-pack of Crayola crayons and a brand new jumbo Hello Kitty coloring book. “Uh..I was just… colorin’.” She gave him a small smile and twirled idly at her hair, embarassed.
"I’ll be fine," Butters assured her, "it’s nothin’ they haven’t done before." Saying that saddened him a bit, and he didn’t know why. Though he stopped thinking about it and finished his coloring a little too quickly, "Thanks for havin’ me over, Marjorine," he smiled at his friend, staring to crawl out, "keep the picture, my gift to you!"
"Aw, thanks!" She gave him a big smile as she waved to him. "I'll hang it up right on my wall." She wished he wasn't in such a hurry to leave, but like she said, she didn't want to be the reason for his getting in trouble.
hey! i'm a big loser who loves AUs so please message me if you are interested in any sort of:
madoka magica au
homestuck au (i don't really like homestuck anymore but i still find the whole premise of the game to be cool)
five nights at freddy's au
k-on! au
dangan ronpa au
any other kind of au i'm open to most things :D
◬ (her parents)
◬: My muse walks in on yours killing someone
((bruh. Ok obviously AU here.))
Marjorine had been out late that night— not doing anything bad or anything, just hanging out with some friends. However, it was about a half hour past her curfew by the time she was approaching her house. She’d just lost track of time. “Aw, hamburgers..” she mumbled, preparing herself for the scolding (and grounding) from her folks she was sure to receive. She quietly turned the key in the lock of her front door, but upon opening the door she was met with a sight she was entirely unprepared for.
Blood spattered the living room. It was everywhere. What appeared to be her parents’ mangled bodies lie on the ground, and none other than her friend, Patty, also was there drenched in blood— though it wasn’t her own. Before a coherent thought could cross Marjorine’s mind, she screamed, loudly, and dropped her bag on the ground.
"Your dads penis and balls to be perfectly honest. I was gonna use your moms boob but she doesn’t have much." Patty answered honestly.
Upon hearing that Marjorine could no longer control herself; she vomited immediately right onto the table in front of her and started to sob loudly. She covered her face with her hands, feeling just about every negative emotion possible.
◬ (her parents)
◬: My muse walks in on yours killing someone
((bruh. Ok obviously AU here.))
Marjorine had been out late that night— not doing anything bad or anything, just hanging out with some friends. However, it was about a half hour past her curfew by the time she was approaching her house. She’d just lost track of time. “Aw, hamburgers..” she mumbled, preparing herself for the scolding (and grounding) from her folks she was sure to receive. She quietly turned the key in the lock of her front door, but upon opening the door she was met with a sight she was entirely unprepared for.
Blood spattered the living room. It was everywhere. What appeared to be her parents’ mangled bodies lie on the ground, and none other than her friend, Patty, also was there drenched in blood— though it wasn’t her own. Before a coherent thought could cross Marjorine’s mind, she screamed, loudly, and dropped her bag on the ground.
"It’s alright." Patty was eventually done cooking and went to serve Marjorine. They were like chicken nuggets. Patty even ate one. "Just eat okay? I’ll explain later if that makes you feel better."
Marjorine felt sick to her stomach. She didn't know if she could bare to eat.. whatever this was. Somehow she was afraid it wasn't just normal chicken. "Wh-what is this?" she asked quietly.
I question who my friends are everyday….that’s a sad way to live huh?