☀ --wait, how old are you again?
send me ☀ if your muse finds mine attractive
[♥] "Aw, thanks—"
"— - —like, very old. Old enough that Caesar was surprised as fuck."
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☀ --wait, how old are you again?
send me ☀ if your muse finds mine attractive
[♥] "Aw, thanks—"
"— - —like, very old. Old enough that Caesar was surprised as fuck."
>;3
Send me a ">;3" if you think my muse has a great ass.
[♥] "— - and thank you vegetable lady."
"—your ass is noteworthy as well. Workin' it—"
“>;3”
Send me a ">;3" if you think my muse has a great ass.
[♥] "Thank you, kind stranger—"
"— - —and I'd like to thank my mom and deadbeat dick-dad, who've given me the genetics for such a bitchin' ass."
>;3
Send me a ">;3" if you think my muse has a great ass.
[♥] “Yup, my ass is great—”
Obligatory hair flip.
”Thanks there, tall, dark and felon.”
[TIME FOR FEELS. Maybe we can do a thread from this???] "Uh, miss? You alright there? I mean, I hope I'm not being a bother or anything. But I'm -- I dunno. I'm kinda worried."
You find my character crying on their front step, holding an engagement ring. What do you do?
[♥] The angel's head hangs low, and tears cause candy-coloured hair to cling to red cheeks. She finds it hard to move her eyes to look away from that ring. Though cheap; it was the only possession she had of her late love. One whom she was sure she'd be living the rest of her life with —
— oh god, she was so close to love, so close to achieving her perfect romance — -
Bleary vision shifts, and the man before her only looks like a wet blur.
And her tears turn into rage — such a well known feeling, a comfortable feeling — at the audacity of a mortal, asking such a fucking ridiculous question.
"Are you fucking serious? Because crying is such a vague thing, it could be anything. Dumb shit, of course i'm not fucking alright—" And tears fall harder, faster, and drip down through makeup and drip onto her cheeks — she looked like a gaudy horror character.
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Leave (っ˘з(°○° ) in my inbox and my character will whisper something dirty in your character's ear!
[♥] "— how'd you feel about a little leather and a room to ourselves?"
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[♥] "I'm gonna ride you like a mechanical bull at a state faire, bitch —"