Mar 21, 2017
"Apparently, you're a sleepwalker."
“Am I really?” He’s rather confused. “Did I sleep walk?”
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"Apparently, you're a sleepwalker."
“Am I really?” He’s rather confused. “Did I sleep walk?”
((AU Keith?)) "Please, don't gag me!"
Sighing, now a Galra working for the empire Keith shook his head. “I’m sorry... I won’t gag you but.. you must remain quiet.”
🎼
Send 🎼 to witness my muse singing to themselves
Singing softly in the training room after he was done Keith stretched as he sang. Hearing someone walk in the young man stopped within seconds. Turning to see Cyrille he smiled. “Hey.”
“If you tell me, it’ll go away. That’s what my dad always told me and it’s never failed me.”
Looks over at Cyrille. “You sure.. I mean..” Wipes his eyes as tears formed in the corners of his eyes. Sighing he shook his head. “I feel like I’m not a good part of the team. I let my emotions take control... and I really shouldn’t.”
((Cyrille)) ✦ = being well-dressed .
Looks over at Cyrille with a smile. “Oh you look lovely!” Admires the dress she was in. “It’s so pretty, looks good on you.”
((NO REGRETS WHATSOEVER *scurries back to dumpster*)) ❤️
❤ : One muse drank a love potion and is now in love with the other muse.
Drinking something Coran got him Keith suddenly had a liking to Cyrille. Blinking he looked over at her with a smile when she walked in. Getting up to walk up to her he pulled her into a hug. “Hey, missed you.”
((Cyrille)) ✩
✩ Grooming, brushing, or tending to their hair.
Humming as Cyrille brushed his hair Keith shut his eyes relaxing a bit. The sensation of the brushing felt rather nice, it had been sometime since he was so relaxed.
"Who did this to you?"
Your muse finds my muse locked away in an abandoned building, bruised and shocked. Send “Who did this to you?” to help my muse.
Seeing his friend Keith frowned. “I don’t know but.. please.. take me out. I can’t stand being prisoner to that mad man. He never shows his face.”