#audaculus

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    — ” ... I'm sorry you have                      to see me here. “

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(610): I ended up in bed with a man from London in a sorority wing I am not apart of. Tequila fucks you up

[Text][Marshie] ..............[Text][Marshie] Did he even take you to dinner first?

[endlessalbatross-archive-blog]

*tosses URL*

Opinion on;

Character in general: Oh man, Marshal is great. He’s adorable and sweet and overall just a great OC and a pleasure to interact with.How they play them: Wonderfully, of course C: I can tell the mun put a lot of work into him; the biggest part of me liking a muse is when I can tell they’ve worked hard on developing them.The Mun: Can we be friends?

Do I:

RP with them: We have a little!Want to RP with them: YES MORE MARSHAL PLS

What is my;

Overall Opinion: *squishes Marshal’s puppy dog face and runs away with him*

[winstonsdad]

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∞ - A random headcanon about my muse and yours.

On nights when their father left them alone to go out drinking at the bar, Will would always play piano for Marshal. It was one of the few things he could do to keep his brother from feeling so sad, as together they cherished the relic of an instrument, passed down by a mother they never truly knew.

As they got older, the two of them would sing together, writing music and daydreaming about moving away to start a band in the big city, or at least eventually have an opportunity to play at one of the local venues. Will never felt confident enough on his own to perform, but something about spending this creative time with his brother brought out a side to him he never knew he had.

One afternoon as they boys headed home from school, they found that their father had pawned the piano to pay off part of his tab at the pub. It broke Will’s heart, yet another incident that he found himself never forgiving the man for. 

Upon moving to Virginia as an adult, Will happened upon an upright similar to one from their childhood at a flea market, purchasing it with one of his first paychecks. He keeps the fall board down over the keys, with the rare exception of him playing when he finds himself missing his brother and pining for a happier reality for both of them.

[winstonsdad]

Busted

Drabble List - You Can Send One Anytime

Busted: Your character will catch mine doing something they shouldn’t. 

Will gazed up at the night sky, admiring as always the profound clarity living in vast nothingness of the countryside had to offer. The air was cool, surprisingly so for summertime, as he took another long draw of his cigarette. It had been years since he regularly smoked, a habit he'd picked up while working late night homicides in New Orleans. One that had only recently reemerged due to stresses that he found liquor just wasn't quite able to nix as of late.

His brother was sound asleep inside, taking a rest amongst the pack on Will's living room couch due to his unexpected late night visit. Will would at times express his mild irritation, but it was for the most part just a facade. Despite all that they'd been through, he always appreciated Marshal's company, though he found himself struggling with just how to convey that very sentiment. He tossed the cigarette down, rubbing it out with the ball of his shoe, as he turned to step back inside.