She Wolf

Imogen O'Connell; Werewolf

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Keep on Truckin’ || closed with simactire

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“Wow… is so big. Jack is big dog. Never see one so big before…” Jix said, marveling at Jack as he climbed into the truck. “But… Jix has not seen many dogs, so… maybe don’t know so well.” Jix watched him, smiling when the dog looked up at him. “Hi, Jack!” he said, waving to him. “Going to be friends. Go for ride in twuck. Is Jix’s first ride in twuck! First ever! So excited…” as if to emphasize and illustrate this fact, he kicked his roots with glee before gripping the back of the seat once more.

When the truck started to move, Jix could barely contain himself. “Wahhhhh! Is moving! How work? How does twuck move like this?” He looked all around, trying to figure it out. “Sooo fast! Am fastest leafling in world right now! Weeeee!” he said, throwing up his arms, but then he lost his balance and gripped the seat again. “Whoops! Maybe should hold on,” he said, giggling.

“What are favorite littles? Ohhhh ummm… Don’t know. Im-gen ask hard question. Never thought about what little is tastiest, just that most are tasty. Hmm… ummm… I like rasplittles, because they’re sweet and juicy and they have tiny seeds that are fun to crunch in mouth. Blacklittles are good too, but… I think rasplittles are best. But I like strawlittles and bluelittles and hucklelittles and all sorts of littles. If favorite littles are not around, am happy to eat others. Except one time I ate some very bad littles and they made me sick. Were round and red. Tasted okay. But ohhh…. Jix got so sick. Never would eat those littles again.”

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Imogen smiled as she drive, listening to the little leaf creature talk about his favorite berries. She could imagine what kind he ate that made him sick. “Sounds like you’ve got a lot of experience with... littles.” She admittedly had a bit of a freak out when Jix nearly fell, reaching back to check that he was still okay. “You gotta be careful little guy, if you fall I can’t help you till I pull over.”

Jack couldn’t seem to leave the leafling alone. He was constantly sniffing at him, and giving air licks, too afraid he might hurt Jix if he actually touched him. It was sweet, the way he whined at Gen like he wanted permission to touch the leafling, head turning from her to Jix constantly. “He really likes you.” Gen chuckled, “He won’t come near unless you say so. He is pretty big for a dog.”

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B.O.W.s of Walmart || closed with simactire

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The fuckin’ thing talks! Gen balked at the retreating form of the beast, Jack’s snarling dropping in volume as it got further away from them. The dog couldn’t be happier about it’s leaving. That just meant they could survive a little longer without incident. Then his jaw just about hit the floor as Imogen marched after the creature with her gun raised, like it would stop it from attacking her.

“Hey! Stop right there!” Gen ran up ahead and pointed the gun at the monster’s head, trying to ignore the slight tremble in her hand. “What did you say to me?” When it didn’t respond fast enough she jabbed the gun in it’s direction as she growled at it. “Fuckin’ answer me! You can speak? How?” Zombies couldn’t speak. They didn’t have the capacity for it; there was nothing left in their heads for it to even be possible. But this thing, could do it? It looked even more worse off than regular infected, but she had seen other mutated creatures. Things that had brains for heads and long tongues, and they couldn’t speak. So why could this monster? It didn’t make any sense, but some small part of her couldn’t help but need the answer. Hence her extremely stupid decision to threaten what was basically a giant zombie tank with a tiny pistol. “Answer me damn- Jack NO!”

The black Sheppard had had just about enough of the big rotting meat-sack getting too close to Gen, and decided to take matters into his own… jaw. Snarling like a dog possessed Jack had run up behind and attacked the creature, jaws snapping shut around whatever flesh was visible, tearing into it. At least until the taste caught up with him. Rotten flesh that had been in the sun much too long filled the dog’s mouth and made him gag, releasing the creature and dropping away to run to Imogen, trying to get rid of the foul taste from his mouth. The whole while Gen was yelling, at both the monster and Jack, absolutely losing her shit over knowing her dog just bit an infected mutated creature and was probably going to turn into something equally horrific now.

[freewillacquired]

Nemesis didn’t know what to do. He stopped walking and turned around well enough, but the woman seemed so afraid, so angry. Then why doesn’t she let me leave? He was so confused. His jaw opened slightly to answer her, supposing that she wasn’t going to let him leave until he did, but soon enough he had a dog clamping down on his forearm. It hurt a little bit, but not too bad. The dog’s teeth barely made it past his thick, tough skin, but as the animal thrashed a bit to tear at him, as dogs were wont to do to their enemies, wounds opened up and it hurt a bit more. Even so, Nemesis just stood still, calmly looking down at him, jaw closed and trying to look as non-threatening as possible.

What a beautiful dog, he thought. Reminds me of Pickles… Same color. Different breed, though.

It was not long at all before the dog couldn’t stand the taste of him and released him. As the dog whimpered and shook his head in an attempt to somehow rid himself of what must have been a very foul taste of virally-mutated flesh, Nemesis watched the young woman begin to completely freak out. His head canted in confusion. Geez… her cheese has slipped right off her cracker. I’m not even trying to hurt her, though. I was going to leave, too! She’s the one who started talking to me again! So why is she-… Ohhh.

“He’s… o-kay,” Nemesis said. “I’n not… con-ta-gious.” While he thought it was sweet how much this woman loved her dog - he was the same way with all his pets back when he was human - he didn’t want her to have to be scared that he might turn into one of the undead. He may as well answer her other question, before she was likely to chase him off with her gun again. “I can talk… decause… I’n not dead. The un-dead… can’t talk.” 

As he spoke, tiny fibers emerged from the edges of the bite on his arm, weaving together and stitching the flesh. The wound sealed itself and was as new within minutes…

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Gen was I little preoccupied screaming over Jack to really register that the monster was speaking to her again. When she did it... did not go well. She turned to give it a doubtful, if slightly hysterical, look. “What?! What are you saying?! What the hell even are you?!”

Jack continued to hack and cough, tongue flicking out to lick his nose and anything really to get rid of the taste. Other than that, he seemed normal to Imogen. Then again she had never been around people long enough to see how they acted when turning. She avoided them. What if the thing was lying to her? Imogen calmed herself down enough to actually listen to the creature, but pulled jack and herself a good few feet away from it. She sat on the floor with the dog, staring at the creature, jumpy but no longer screaming. For now.

“I don’t understand...” she started shakily, looking it up and down with wide eyes, “You’re not... dead? How? And why the fuck should I believe you? Look at you!” She shouted at it, throwing a hand out to make her point. “If you’re not like them, then what are you?” She caught movement near the arm Jack had bitten and gagged at the tentacles that seemed to stitch up the wound. God, what the fuck?!

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“I ain’t the only one, baby.” Imogen breathed, hands smoothing up his back and pressing herself closer to him, “You’re beautiful, Luther. Fucking beautiful.” He moved a certain way that made her forget how to breathe for a moment and promptly stopped talking.

Sex was always a strange subject for Imogen. She was open with it, some might say too open, but that was just who she was. Wolves mated for their entire lives, but the opportunity never came. Mostly because she never allowed it. She was too broken, too loud, too wrapped up in herself that the thought of letting in someone else terrified her. What if she did, and they didn’t like what they saw? The thought alone made her feel sick. Having sex with strangers, constantly on the move, going months at a time without speaking with anyone except Jack. That was her life. That was her comfort zone. She didn’t need anyone else to complete her or protect her. She couldn’t hurt anyone else when she was alone.

But she wanted it.

Gen wanted a home. She wanted the white picket fence, and the doting husband, and the kids running through the yard playing with the dogs. She wanted someone she could care about and who would care for her as well. She craved it, but she knew she couldn’t have it. People don’t love broken things, they throw them away.

Luther could be different. He could be that person she was wishing for. Even thinking about it made her heart skip a beat. He was just as broken as her, maybe more. He had scars, inside and out, but they only made him better. Beautiful. She wanted to kiss every one, tell him how wonderful they were to her and press it into his skin like one seals cracks in old pottery with gold, till he believed her. Till they both stopped being broken. She wanted to love him and be loved by him.

Feeling him inside her was breathtaking. It was one of those moments where she was almost frightened of what she was feeling, the intensity of it. He would drag out and push in and every time she swore it was going to do her in right then. She was going to come with him inside her and it would be a pleasure she felt everywhere. From the roots of her hair to the tips of her toes, which were already curling in the sheets. The build was always the best part of it for Gen. Feeling the pressure grow till it has nowhere to go except snap inside her. Watching the same happen to her partner, seeing them lose themselves. Luther was the best. She could smell him everywhere, his scent surrounding her and comforting her. Everything else was forgotten. Her injury, the dog, what she was going to do once this was over. She couldn’t think of anything else except him, and the tiny world they were in together.

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It started as a simple twinge in her abdomen, something she could ignore easily. Then it happened again, and again, each time seeming to spread further down and making her feel an unbearable heat between her legs. She did not have time to prepare. Usually when her heats happened she knew a few weeks in advance. But this time it came out of no where, slamming her like a truck and leaving her to improvise while trying to stave off the uncomfortable need growing inside her. Hiding out in a motel room, she closed the curtains and locked the door, then confined Jack to the bathroom. She then proceeded to curl up in a ball on the bed, holding a pillow to her face to cover the growls escaping her.

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Woah. Just… woah.

She was a wild and crazy chick. Luther was learning this about Imogen. At no time had this been more apparent than right now. This woman he was so into who was so beautiful and soft and funny and… for some reason all over him… had just gone from kitten to panther in five seconds flat. Not… that that was a problem, really. He just had to keep up.

He could do that… right?

The good thing about Imogen’s enthusiasm was that it left very little time for all of Luther’s insecurities to catch up. By the time she had him on top of her on the bed, he was so aroused that he’d forgotten his own name. She reminded him of it and practically begged him to get right to the point. And just like that, there it was… that little voice in the back of his mind that told him no, you have to go slow. You can’t just give in to what you want, even if she is asking you to.

Why not? Fuck it. He pushed the voice away. “I need you too…” he sighed as he lowered his hand first to give her a few tantalizing rubs between her legs and then to guide himself inside her. She was so gloriously hot that it sent a shiver through him. He didn’t realize how cold he felt until she had enveloped him. And since he knew that she was comfortable with him and that he wouldn’t hurt her, he didn’t stop until he was deep inside, pausing only for a moment to savor the feeling before he began to move, quickly picking up to a vigorous rhythm. If she was looking for a remedy for what ailed her, he shouldn’t keep her waiting. He pressed against her, a free hand roaming her body and caressing one of her breasts as every strong, deep thrust drove him more and more insane. There was something about the way she felt inside that was better than any drug. He started to wonder who was really healing who here.

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Fuck, fuck! Gen screamed in her head, biting her lip to keep it in. Her heat made her more than ready for Luther, maddeningly so. Having him slide into her the first time was like having that elusive itch scratched, relief calming her for a moment before the need built up again. She couldn’t wait and begun bucking her hips into him as he began to move.

She needed it, everything. Anything he could give her. Gen tried to convey what she needed from him through whimpers and groans, before just taking his hands in her own and showing him. Palms smoothing down her rib cage and gripping her hips, playing with her breasts till she cried out, twisting into her hair and causing the most delicious shivers to shoot down her spine. It built within seconds, her orgasm exploding throughout her body, dragging on till she was a stuttering mess.

The need dimmed slightly, but she still begged Luther to continue. To not stop, to make love to her till they couldn’t move. Begging and submitting in general was never really her thing, but Luther made her feel like she could let her guard down and let him take care of her. It would have embarrassed her, the way she was giving herself over to him, had it been anyone else. But she trusted Luther. Enough that it didn’t bother her how desperate she felt for him. He was certainly proving he could handle it.

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“Isn’t that everybody’s story though? Being through a lot?” Gen bit out, stroking Jack, “I’m not stupid. I know what’s coming. But he’s the only one I’ve got; forgive me for not being too keen on putting a bullet in my best friend.” Just the thought of what was to come made Imogen sick to her stomach. It wasn’t fair that he was the one to get hurt. Such a sweet and innocent animal like Jack deserved better than a bullet to the head and a shallow grave somewhere in the desert, to be subjected to a slow death and risk of turning just because she couldn’t find it in her to pull the trigger. “It’s not fair.”

“You can use the chain.” Gen sighed, defeated. She didn’t like it, and she knew Jack wouldn’t be thrilled with it much, but she knew it was for the best. Especially if without it she was putting others in danger. Gen nodded at his request to look at the dog, moving aside so he could get closer but still holding onto the dog. Jack whimpered a bit as his wound was jostled, giving the man puppy eyes as he drew closer. Gen calmed him somewhat with her cooing, but he still felt nervous and not-right.

As Jack was being looked at, Gen took the chance to look over the man. He had mentioned being bitten himself once, but he was obviously still human. Did the infection just not take with him? “How come you’re not dead like the rest if you got bitten? Are you immune?” she asked aloud, side eyeing him, “Also, I never got your name.”

[youmissedone]

“I suppose,” Carlos agreed, “but… not everyone deals with it in the same way.” His tone was kind, forgiving, understanding. Everyone dealt with trauma and tragedy differently… and anyone alive this long after the initial Raccoon City Incident had certainly seen enough of both of those things to be here now.

He nodded, his eyes sympathetic, as she said Jack’s situation wasn’t fair. “I know,” he whispered. “Believe me, I know.” Angie’s death hadn’t been fair either. She had only been a child. How many other children had died during this apocalypse? Children, animals, good and brave and decent people… None of it was fair. “I’m sorry…”

That she would consent to using a chain on the dog was unexpected but relieving. “It’s a wise thing to do. It may prevent him from taking you or anyone else with him when he turns. It will also allay fears if he is restrained. I cannot promise you acceptance into our group, in fact I’m fairly sure Claire won’t go for it, but if you’ve got any chance at all, that will help. And I would suggest traveling with a group. Safety in numbers. You’re so much more vulnerable alone.”

Carlos smiled as she granted him access to the dog. “Hi buddy…” he said, holding up a hand for the dog to smell. “Not feeling so good, huh?” He lifted his hands to pet the dog’s head and rub his ears. For now, at least, the animal had a soft and shiny coat. Glancing at the bite in the dog’s side, Carlos sighed. “I know,” he said as Jack whimpered. “It hurts and feels weird, right? I’ve been there, buddy…” He looked to Imogen. “He’s a beautiful animal. I love dogs. Well… I used to love them. I still love the uninfected ones, I guess. I’ve had some bad experiences with turned ones. It’s been years since I’ve seen one who hasn’t turned yet.”

He stepped back after a little while, not trying to upset the injured animal or make him nervous. “It’s Carlos. Carlos Oliveira.” He moved his elbow pad a bit to show her a bite scar just above his elbow on his left arm. “No, I’m not immune. I just got lucky.” It was my lucky day, he thought, remembering what Alice had said to him that fateful day. He didn’t want to remember her smile. It hurt too much. “I happened to run into someone who not only knew of the existence of an antivirus, but had some of it on them.” The next scar she showed him was the injection site on his right inner forearm.

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“He’s kinda my baby. Been together since... I dunno anymore. He’s just always kinda been there, I guess. I don’t really know a life without him.” Gen wrapped her arms around herself, fighting back the prickling in her eyes. “Don’t want to.” The mention of an antivirus made her hope for a second, but she knew it wasn’t an option. Even if it did exist still they were in the middle of nowhere. They’d never get it in time, and they certainly wouldn’t waste it on a dog even if they did. “It’s not fucking fair.” she repeated, like if she said it enough god or whoever would get the message and stop whatever hell this was.

“You wouldn’t happen to have any on you now, would you?” Gen joked, but it tasted like ash in her mouth and she wasn’t smiling. “Maybe call up your friend if the phones still worked.”

“I don’t... work well in groups. And when Jack... I won’t be the best company. I’m not sure your Claire will want me around, infected dog or no. I can be a bitch.” Traveling in a group, it was more than tempting. And she wasn’t sure whether she was warming him or declining his offer, but losing Jack was something she never considered. She refused to. But now the reality of it was choking her, and she didn’t know what to do. Having others there, even strangers, might help. If she could let herself trust.

“Imogen, by the way.”

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WARNING: ANIMAL CRUELTY

Apparently people have been adopting dogs and either killing them themselves or dropping them to a kill shelter (and one even said they were flying them to poor Asian areas to be eaten) under the Twitter hashtag #pitbulldropoff

This is completely cruel and evil and word needs to get around about these demons so everyone knows what these demons are planning to do to dogs once they get ahold of them.

If you know someone or if you yourself is planning to give away a pitty by craigslist soon, DONT and wait for awhile!!!! They act like they’re going to adopt them and act all nice then they get rid of them, don’t be fooled!!

DM me for uncensored names!!!!!!!!

[cisnowflake]

Someone should tell these people I will fucking end them.

[blightout-deactivated20210117]

What the actual fuck?!? This is outrageous and disgusting!

[blightout-deactivated20210117]

BOOST THIS even if it doesn’t match your blog theme please

[yourlgbtfriends]

This may not be lbgt related but I couldn’t not reblog it to here. This blog is a platform that gives me a voice and I’m using it. Spread this. please.

[tiddlywynks]

The reason these “demons” are killing pitball puppies is because of how many children/babies pitbulls have killed

[blightout-deactivated20210117]

Every single breed of dog has the potential to kill. Every. Single. One. I have encountered far more violent dalmatians, chowchows, chihuahuas, and others compared to pitbulls. You are disgusting if you think the reported pitbull attacks can justify killing off an entire breed you vile excuse for a human being. 

I am a veterinary science major who has studied many breeds and their behaviors and other traits. You don’t think labs have killed kids? That goldens haven’t? Pitbull attacks are the ones that are showed to media the most, while other instances of breeds attacking is kept on the downlow because of the appearances and stigmas around the breed. The main reasons for pitbull attacks? Their owners. Either they were abused or were not kept inside. Many attacks by dogs are also energetic excited pooches wanting to play but not knowing their strength (it’s how my doberman has left me scratched up).

 I have been attacked by chow mixes, labs, collies, etc, but never a pitbull. I have a pit and she has only ever saved my life MULTIPLE times. You can’t justify the murder of an entire breed.

Killing a breed won’t save kids, responsible dog owners will.

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@blightout

Say it louder for the assholes in the back

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KILLING A BREED WON’T SAVE KIDS, RESPONSIBLE DOG OWNERS WILL. 

[yourlgbtfriends]

Sorry, with the addition I made via my main blog I had to reblog this again

[bumblina-imagines-archives]

Unfollow me if you agree with doing this to pits

[jackdrawsgames]

UNFOLLOW ME IF YOU AGREE WITH DOING THIS TO PITBULLS

[ultistes-meister]

@djdeadlycapricorn you gotta see this, bro. And if I know you right, you’ll reblog in less than a second after seeing what the subject is.

[bartholomewmew]

Unfollow me right this fucking instant if you think it’s alright to treat pitbulls like this. I’m normally not a violent person, but I want these animal abusers to receive the very same treatment that they have given all those poor pitbulls, even if I have to do so myself.

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How Net Neutrality will Recede Post-April 23d, 2018

The Following text is copied from the thread of the official twitter of fightforthefuture.org:

@fightfortheftr (April 19, 2018): There have been a lot of inaccurate reports that the FCC’s repeal of #NetNeutrality will officially go into effect next week on April 23rd. That’s not true. It’s a bit more complicated than that. Ready? Here we go:

Its understandable many journos are confused by this. It’s legitimately confusing. The FCC order said it would go into effect 60 days after publication in the Federal Register, which would have been April 23rd. But, it still has to be approved by the Office of Management & Budget.

There was another FCC filing in the Federal Register that would imply the earliest the OMB could approve this (and its worth noting that approval is basically just a technicality) is actually April 27th, but its likely to happen some time after that, possibly even weeks after.

The most important thing for EVERYONE to understand is that nothing catastrophic or dramatic is going to happen immediately when the FCC rules go into effect. Telecom shills will immediately start saying “See? The sky didn’t fall, we never needed #NetNeutrality.“ 

They’re lying.

The ISPs aren’t going to immediately start blocking content or rolling out paid prioritization scams. They know Congress and the public are watching them. Rather, the death of #NetNeutrality will be slow and insidious. You might not even notice it at first.

And that’s the worst part. What will happen is over time ISP scams and abuses will become more commonplace and more accepted. They’ll roll out new schemes that appear good on their face but undermine the free market of ideas by allowing ISPs to pick winners and losers.

Over time we’ll see less awesome startups. Less awesome videos. Less diverse online content. And we’ll see more content that our ISPs want us to see. The Internet will be watered down and manipulated. It will change forever in ways that harm our democracy. 

But it will take time.

So: don’t fall for ISP lobbyists talking points. They’re ALREADY claiming that #NetNeutrality was never needed since the sky hasn’t fallen, and the rules haven’t even gone into effect. But also don’t panic. The Internet is not going to die next week. Keep calm and keep fighting.

The Senate will vote in a matter of weeks on a Congressional Review Act (CRA) resolution to block the FCC’s repeal. Now is the moment to get engaged.

Everyone: take action at http://BattleForTheNet.com

Small businesses: sign this letter http://BusinessesForNetNeutrality.com

Retweet & spread!

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Rougarou <3

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IMPORTANT

attention all Officials, all Tumblr users, whoever the fuck you are.

This is severely important.

Ever sit down after a stressful day, watch your favorite youtuber, do commissions, etc.? Well in FOUR DAYS, that can all be taken away very easily. We’re so close yet so *far* from possibly saving the internet, and those who’s lives depend on it. Within this blog, there will be a link to a petition to stop net neutrality from being killed. There are many people who’s jobs are online. online schooling. the internet is extrememly important, and we can’t let the FCC take it away! Instead of just merely liking this post, sign the petition and reblog this post!

>> Here’s the link. <<

[ortensia-official]

GUYS!!

we are so close!!

yet so.. FAR!!

Once again, I beg of you, reblog this post! So many people’s lives are depending on this!

[daisy-duck-official]

Once again! I PLEAD you! Signal boost the fuck out of this! we need everyone to see it!!! We’re so close yet so FAR!!! If we don’t meet the goal in four/three days(?), then so many people will die and become depressed!!! STOP THE FCC AND SAVE THE INTERNET!

EVERY SIGN COUNTS!!

[ortensia-official]

DO IT

[colonel-william-protection-army]

This is very important, please sign!!

[jjoocii]

Sign it bitchs

[ironduke37]

It takes you ten seconds, just do it. 

[theawesomeraccoon]

We’re almost there!! Keep it up guys!!

[artist-in-space]

Please! To those who can help, bring awareness and protest!

[fallxnprxnce]

Guys, this is SO important. I cannot stress this enough. Please help out where you can and help to spread the word. Every signature counts!

[rpmemesandmusings]

rp sentence starters - 5 w’s 

WHO?

“ Who are you? “

“ Who are you really? “

“ Who was that? “

“ Who’s there? “

“ Who am I? “

“ Who cares? “

“ Who knows? “

WHAT? 

“ What’s going on? “

“ What are you? “

“ What just happened? “

“ What do we do now? “

“ What are you doing here? “

“ What do you know about me? “

“ What do you know about them? “

“ What the hell? “

“ What happened to you? “

“ What happened to us? “

WHEN?

“ When did this happen? “

“ When did you get that bruise? “

“ When did all of this start? “

“ When are you going to start telling the truth? “

“ When did you first start lying to me? “ 

“ When can I see you again? “

“ When’s dinner? “

“ When are we gonna get there? “

WHERE? 

“ Where am I? “

“ Where are we? “

“ Where are we going? “

“ Where are you going? “

“ Where have you been all this time? “

“ Where have I been? Uh… See… I can explain… “

“ Where were you when I needed you? “

WHY? 

“ Why did you do that? “

“ Why are we doing this again? “

“ Why are you doing this? “

“ Why did you hit me? “

“ Why did you kill them? “

“ Why do you hate me? “

“ Why do you love me? “

“ Why don’t we ever talk anymore? “ 

“ Why do I love you? “

“ Why did you do something so stupid? “

“ Why are you up so late? “

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I don’t wanna touch you too much baby ‘Cos making love to you might drive me crazy I know you think that love is the way you make it So I don’t wanna be there when you decide to break it No!

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// So, I started playing Dragon Age Inquisition...

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Buckle Up I Made My Own Drawing Meme

Send me an emoji + a character of mine!

Style:

… 👔 in formal attire! … 📌 in their work clothes! … 💍 in a wedding dress! … 💋 in sexy attire! … ⛄ in winter clothes! … ☀ in summer clothes! … 😴 in their pajamas! … 👗 dressed for the club! … 👤 in goth attire! … 😎 in punk attire! … 🥇 dressed for their favorite sport! … 🐶 in a kigurumi! … 🎤 as a pop star! … 📝 as a student! … 💪 as a Greaser/Soc! … 🐴 in a horse mask! … 🕍 in Victorian attire! … 🛀 in nothing but a towel! … ✌ as a 1960s hippie! … ☝ in 1990s grunge attire! … 😬 in something they would never wear!

Magical:

… 🐟 as a mermaid! … 🦇 as a vampire! … 🐺 as a werewolf! … 🐲 as a dragon! … 😇 as an angel! … 😈 as a demon! … 🌼 as a fairy! … 🖤 as a witch! … 🦉 with their familiar! … ⚔ with their weapon of choice! … 👻 as a ghost! … 🌠 as a cosmic being!

Fiction:

… 🍥 in a cosplay! … 👑 as royalty! … 🏹 as a JRPG class! … 🎲 as a D&D class! … 👓 as a superhero/supervillain! … 😺 as an animal! … 👽 as a species from another show/movie/etc! … 🤖 as a robot! … 🐯 as a furry!

Headcanons:

… 👶 as a child! … 👪 with their family! … 👯 with their best friend! … 👎 with their enemy! … 🐹 with their pet(s)! … 🗺 in an outfit of their cultural heritage! … 💐 surrounded by their favorite flowers! … 👴 as an elderly person! … 🎶 to a song that I associate with them!

Special:

… 🙃 with the mun! … ✍ in the style of another artist! … 🖍 in the drawing style of my muse! … 🌀 as a fusion with another OC! … ☢ as a different fandom interpretation! … 💩 as a meme! … 🕐 as an old interpretation of the mun’s!

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Terrible? Transformation Curses

Send my muse a curse to transform them for a day (or however long the mun/sender decides). Feel free to combine curses to create a terrible, or beautiful, monster!

Third Eye: The muse has an eye placed anywhere on their body that is often visible (forehead, chest, hand…) and this eye has the ability to see glimpses of the future, another dimension, and/or supernatural entities.

Horns: The muse has horns sprouting from their head. The size and number of horns is completely up to the sender!

Slither: The muse now has a long, serpentine tail and has lost the ability to walk on their legs.

Cloven hooves: The muse has to walk with a pair of hooves instead of feet. Add furry legs for a classic ‘satyr’ look if the sender wishes.

Lovely locks: Instead of hair, the muse now has … something else up there. Snakes, tentacles, spines, dripping slime - the sender can use their imagination!

Gaping Maw: If you have two mouths, can you eat twice as many tacos? Let’s hope. The muse has a second mouth placed anywhere on their body, either hidden or visible, and it’s full of razor sharp teeth.

Fangs: The muse’s ordinary mouth now sports sharp vampire-like fangs.

Jaws: Hell, since when is two sharp teeth enough? The muse now has an entire mouthful of razor fangs. 

Scratch: Instead of fingernails, the muse now has long, pointed claws. Be careful with those things. 

Thwump: Who doesn’t want a tail? Now the muse has their own tail. It can be cute and delicate or heavy and covered in spikes depending on the sender. 

Hiss: The muse has a long, long tongue. Tapered or forked is up to you!

Porcupine: Porcupines are cute, but a little hazardous when annoyed. The muse now has sharp spines placed anywhere on their body (back, elbows, legs…).

Swamp beast: The muse can breathe easy under water with a new set of gills, and why not webbed fingers and toes to go with it?

Majestic birb: Now the muse has the power of flight with their own set of wings. Are they fluffy bird wings, leathery bat wings, or buzzing insect wings? 

Piercing Gaze: Whatever the muse’s original eye color is, they now have something different and unusual. Pure black eyes, milky white eyes, bright red eyes - it’s up to the sender!

Snout: The muse has swapped noses with any type of creature. Give them a beak, a pig snout, a feline button nose, or even a canine muzzle. 

Solid, Liquid, Gas: The muse’s entire body is made up of something other than flesh! Turn them into a gooey slime monster, a red-hot lava monster, a hard rock beast, or even a wisp of person-shaped fog.

Leathers and Feathers: The muse has more than just smooth skin now. Add some scales, feathers, fur, or an exoskeleton!

Size Difference: Grow or shrink the muse either a little bit or a whole lot.

Chameleon: Give the muse bright neon skin, wild colors of hair, or exotic stripes and patterns. Plaid? Go for it.

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Send me ‘Dad’ and a question and my character’s Dad will answer it.

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