#corrupted-maple-leaf

[vergangenheit-nostalgisch-m]

"Flowers?" ~@corrupted-maple-leaf

Send my muse “Flowers?” for them to give your muse flowers describing their feelings/thoughts to/about your muse — { @corrupted-maple-leaf }

Anthurium — happiness

Arbutus— you are the only one I love

Bellflower— unwavering love

White Carnation— faithfulness

Red Daisy— beauty unknown to possessor

Gardenia— sweet love

Gorse— love in all seasons

Magnolia— love of nature

Sunflower— adoration

Sweetbrier— simplicity

Variegated Tulip — beautiful eyes

[howdounfashionablepeoplelive]

!🔪! ~@corrupted-maple-leaf

My muse is about to be stabbed, only for yours to jump in front of them. Send me  !🔪! for my muse’s reaction@corrupted-maple-leaf//Sorry this took so long! Also I wasn’t sure if you wanted them to know each other or  not, so I left it a bit vague on that end//

It was all so quick. She was just walking down the street, and then suddenly, she was grabbed. A wall at her back, a man with a knife, and demands being made. Marianne was no fool, and not inexperienced in violence, but she still thought it best to give into the demands. After all, she could replace the money and items easily enough. So she let the man have her things.

Then it went wrong. It apparently wasn’t enough for him to rob her, and he was grabbing her and swinging her around again, deeper into the alley and she wasn’t going to stand for that. That was when she fought, broke free, and ran, only to end up tripping over something. She scrambled back, but she already knew it was going to be too late as she saw him coming at her with the knife.

And suddenly there was a familiar looking head of blonde hair in her sight, in between her and the man and Marianne was crying out for her to get out of the way. She wasn’t going to let her be hurt on her account!

[separatedstatesofamerica-blog]

(@corrupted-maple-leaf) “You never talk of your problems, why should I?”

“You’re my lil sister. I expect ya to tell me some things.”

[missterryrighter]

How he had let Katra and Kendra talk him into this Aidan had no idea. Well he did but drastically loosing at cards and subsequently getting badgered into this by his charge was not something he wanted to admit to even to himself. 

He’d gotten here early, and even managed to dress up, and not smoke on the way over even though he really, really wanted to. Katra wouldn’t let him smoke in the house, or the car so he had to find new and creative places to get his nicotine fix. Mostly he hadn’t smoked because he could never have just one and then he wreaked of it.

Checking his phone to see how he was doing on time, an also to see if Rosaline had called him about Katra, though he wouldn’t admit he was concerned. This would be the first time since Katra had started living with him that he was gone while she was at home. It was uncomfortable.

@corrupted-maple-leaf

[missterryrighter]

(@corrupted-maple-leaf) ✔

Send me ✔ and I will bold my preferences for your muse!

@corrupted-maple-leaf

My muse(s): Kendra Willikson and company

Do I know your muse(s): yes | no | a little | tell me about your muse

Setting: our verse | my verse | your verse | modern | alternate universe | other

Pre-established relationships? yes | no | depends on the relationship

Possible relationships: friends | classmate | co-worker | roommate | family, real or adopted | dating or blind date  | married | friends with benefits | unrequited love | lending a hand | teacher - student | rivals | allies | partner-in-crime | enemies |protecter - guarded | business partners | spy - infiltrated | manipulator - manipulated | star-crossed | first meeting | other

I’m in the mood for: fluff | angst (lil bit) | horror | romance | humor | crime |hurt / comfort |action | supernatural | slice of life | crack | dark threads | light threads | any genre | multi-para | shorter para | one-line | any length | plotted threads | unplotted threads | other

Feel free to: message me ooc | message me ic | tell me your ideas | write a starter |answer one of my opens | send a meme | reblog this with your preferences - let’s find common interests!

[missterryrighter]

(@corrupted-maple-leaf) "You...honestly worry me sometimes, Kendra. I actually respect you because of that."

“Madd if I didn’t concern you at least a little I would be woefully disappointed in myself,” Kendra said as she finished her spin around the light pole so she was hanging into the sidewalk. “But really? Respect me? Do stroke my ego some more.”