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message / im me if you want the new url. :’)
ah i’ve .. returned but i may be changing cal’s fc!! edit: actually i’m probably gonna be moving him to another blog. perhaps ???
@aquawench & starter call!
muscles ache, energy running on empty, & he finds himself making seat of the cold concrete sidewalk. his legs fold. upper body lays down, spine rolling vertebrae by vertebrae, until his shoulder blades met the bordering bed of grass. he’s silent as his eyes fix at the cold night sky.
lowkey starter call
okay this blog is gonna experience sporadic activity! i will be on another blog, but for now my cal muse has been a little bit low! he’ll come back though, just give me a bit time. for now i’ll just occasionally pop on in when my muse for him feels somewhat there! thank you to those who understand.
herjunior:
warsounds
@rustcoloured cont. from
‘ .. & what kind does that entail? .. ’ peering over shoulder with accumulated interest.
‘ nothing too terrible, i hope. ’
“mm, sss-sort-ta,” a little undermining of the situation at whole as shaky fingers touch just beneath his cheekbone. a long gash that trails near where his older scar protrudes. it almost looks like red finger-paint coating the tips of digits as he draws his hand back to inspect, unsure of how big the damage had been done onto his face.
“‘s it-it buh-b-bad?”
✒︎ give me all of the pointless things
fun, pointless facts about muse!
HOOO boy i’m not sure i can explain this well, or if i did already, but cal actually .. is susceptible to high-energy spikes. like .. in spite of being chill 89% of the time, he can be energetic & what would he do, you may ask? probably actually pace around his motel room, or even go out. i’d think he’s more prone to do dumb things because he’s alone so he’d like ?? hold himself up between two surfaces and swing his legs to & fro, you feel, only to end up landing on his back and collapsing on the ground. LOL.
rustcoloured
SHE HAS A MOUTH LIKE UNSWEPT GLASS — WHEN YOU LEAST EXPECT IT she cuts you.
selective & private amma preaker. multiverse & multiship. book canon.
You still kill, of course, and she pretends not to know. You don’t lose your temper, they just lose their heads. You favour poison, you really are your mother’s daughter. Otherwise, you just encourage accidents. You can’t bear for others to share the limited commodity that is Camille’s love. You won’t share.
— Amma, After. (A.V.P)
Send me “✒︎” for a random, dumb, pointless fact about my muse.
andrvw.
black licorice isn’t a candy it’s a punishment
herjunior.
connie back in her natural habitat, in forests and woods
herjunior.
@warsounds —- liked!!
“ do you, calloway knox, want to go somewhere? know a secret? “
head lifts, a little disarrayed by a minor wave of vertigo that twirled him around. he waits a moment for the spinning room to settle when looking at matt, “al--a-..alway-ways,” a brow raises, curious, “mm?” there’s a little tug on his lips that ghosts a smile.
// i just spent a hella long ass time making this reference blog ! & i would super appreciate it if you guys boosted this or something. it’s going to writing & rp refs and a lot of it is probably going to be more socially / politically geared stuff ( racism, sexism, erasure, etc. ) and those internal issues in the rp com as well as just general stuff & resources for themes & writing & what have you :’) i’ve already got a ton of posts up & a tags page ( still under construction but it’s there lol )
dysxn.
‘ I’m just messing with you. ’
he feels like strands of his paranoia had been plucked just then, as played innocently like an instrument that emits his own imaginative worry. there’s a moment he takes to breathe, settle in, before reclining into his seat. his face may not have conveyed MUCH, but internally he felt stirred. “w--wuh..why?”
whispers.. lowkey follow my new trash son.