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[aheartlesshuntsman]

"What’s in it for me?"

Question Meme Starter

"Whit do yoo want?" the sheriff asked as he leaned against the table while he crossed his arms. He didn't think that what he was asking her was asking for too much. Not having seen lately due to his work schedule and hers he wanted the chance to spend some time with her. "Ah'll be willin' t'do anythin' yoo want." Within reason but Graham trusted her to know his limit. 

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You are an amazing Graham with so much potential. I just think you lack a little self belief. You need to believe in yourself. :)

Reblog if you want an Anon’s honest opinion of you.

Thank you, Nonnie. But with the way I’ve been feeling my self belief is basically rock bottom. I’ve felt pushed aside in so many different ways lately that I can’t exactly help it. I’m working it on though and again thank you for the message.

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You are an absolutely amazing Graham and a sweet Mun. I enjoying reading your threads. Your writing is beautiful and I love it.

Reblog this if you want a LONG anonymous message saying what they think of you.

And you're an amazing, sweet, Nonnie for sending this to me. Thank you very much dear. It means a lot to hear this.

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Oi you!

Put "Oi you!" in my ask box if you have ever wanted to RP with my muse

We can definitely thread something if you want dear. I'm always open to plotting new threads and the like.

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SPLAT! You just got snowballed! Welcome to the snowball fight of 2013! Okay so here's how it works, just say three to five random things about yourself then go anon and snowball your five favorite blogs. If you get snowballed again you CANNOT snowball any blogs you've snowballed before, except if you're out of blogs to snowball. Have fun!

Oh thank you, Nonnie! I'm afraid I'm fairly boring but let's see what I can come up with. 

I have two dogs, a maltese and keeshond, named Wiggins and Norbert. 

My dream job is to be an author.

I'm a major fantasy geek and I love medieval stuff.

I own a volvo that I call Sheila after the tank in Red vs Blue.

When it comes to roleplaying, I mostly have male muses than female muses. I have about roughly ten or so male muses and possibly four female muses.

Again thank you so much, Nonnie!

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Far away, far too long

Put ‘Far away, far too long’ to see my muse’s reaction when yours come back after a long journey

He always hated it when Red went off to visit Snow White, though he out right told her that. He never wanted Red to stay within their little cabin and feel as if she could never see her friend, and some sense family, again. And it really wasn’t the fact that she was spending time with someone else that the Huntsman hated. It was the fact that she was gone for days. The cabin always felt empty without her even with Faolan following him everywhere.

Of course Red had tried to get him to accompany her and he had gone a few times to visit the princess he had sacrificed his heart for. But those times were few and far between. He still disliked being around people that he wasn’t familiar with and the castle was crawling with such people. So most of the time he stayed behind. Besides, someone had to watch over their little home.

Stocking the fire he had going to keep the cabin warm, he paused in his work when he heard something move outside. Faolan lifted his head, having heard the sound as well, but instead of starting to growl the wolf’s tail began to beat against the wood floor in a happy rhythm. That was all the Huntsman needed to know who it was. Throwing the piece of wood he had been holding into the fire, he hurried to the door and opened it. All he needed to see was that all too familiar red cloak of hers to make his heart leap with joy. Walking to meet her halfway down the path that led to their front door he wrapped his arms around her small frame the moment she was in reach. He held her tightly against him as one of one of his hands moved up, pushed her hood from her head, and wove his finger through her long hair. His nose pressed into the side of her head as he tried to show her how much he had missed her without saying a single word. 

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Don't worry about replies. You should focus on rl and school since it's more important. One day when all of this is gone, you'll regret it if you don't. Your life and future is more important than tumblr.

Thank you for the message and I know that my real life and school come first. I've been focusing on that which is why I'm taking so long to get replies and mostly why my mood has been down. Also part of the reason I worry about getting replies out is because I'm a people pleaser, something I get from my dad. I don't want people to dislike me or think I'm ignoring them by taking so long on their replies.

But my dream is to be an author, published or free lance is still up in the air for me, and roleplaying is one way I practice writing. Writing is also my escape from everything and I feel lost when I can't use it. Really I like to think of my roleplay blogs as my safe havens from the world and Graham is very much one of them (my others being my Caspian (because he's literally my baby) and my Cerise blogs). Doing his replies help me forget the things going on in my life that are bringing me down right then and when I can't even go into his drafts to do that then I get depressed. 

I'm sorry if I sound rude or ungrateful for your message. I really do appreciate hearing this. But it's also something I just can't help but worry. Again, thank you very much for the message.

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She laid there in his arms completely silenced --- but it didn't last for long. “I don't get what was so wrong with what I was wearing,” She mumbled. “I didn't even /leave/ the diner. It's not like I was going outside; it was warm enough.” Sometimes she felt Granny wanted her to be wearing clothes so every inch of her was hidden. Yes, Winter had arrived but it wasn't like it was snowing just yet. “Overprotective-” She cut herself off before she slandered her grandmother and snuggled into him.

The desire to just murmur an, "Mhm," and attempt to go back to sleep rolled around within his head for a few minutes. But Graham ditched that idea upon realizing that he would probably just upset Ruby more. "She just wants t'make sure yer well taken care of," he said instead through a yawn. "It's over now though. Yoo should just focus on gettin' some sleep." Like he wanted right then since had come in and woke him up. Moving closer to her, he tightened his arms around her so Ruby knew she wasn't going anywhere right then.