Jan 21, 2015
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Send ‘SPIT IT OUT!’ and I’ll randomly generate a number. Whatever number it is, my muse will blur it out to you!
#43
"Marry me, please?"
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SPIT IT OUT (I'm back from the dead on this account)
Send ‘SPIT IT OUT!’ and I’ll randomly generate a number. Whatever number it is, my muse will blur it out to you!
#43
"Marry me, please?"
Tagged by cursedmaleficent
Name: Elys Nicknames: El, Minou/Minette (half an inside joke, half used as a pet name occasionally) Birthday: October 12th Gender: Female Sexual Orientation: Pansexual Height: 5’2” Favorite color: Green or Red Time and date at current moment: 12:42PM 11/26/2014 Average hours of sleep: Hahahfjkahkgah | generally like 4 hours Lucky Number: 7 Last thing I googled: "I'm going in for the kill, I'm doing it for a thrill" [I was looking up lyrics] First word that comes to mind: Kerfuffle (ffs elys) One place that makes me happy: Florida!!! Universal Studios to be specific How many blankets I sleep under: 5 Favorite Fictional Character: John Mitchell from BBC's Being Human Book: Heir to the Shadows by Anne Bishop (Part of the Black Jewels Trilogy) Animation: Probably Dreamworks with Disney being very, very close to tie. TV show: Being Human, Once Upon a Time, Misfits, Merlin, Love/Hate. Favorite Beverage: Caffeine Free Diet Coke Favorite Food: Chicken Quesadillas Last movie I’ve seen in cinemas: Big Hero 6 Dream Holiday: Going to Australia tbh Dream Wedding: I don't want to get married ever no thnx Dream Job: Forensic Psychologist
Tag 10 [or 8 thats cool too, el] others you want to know more about:
ninemelodies, dancingflxmes, claireverie, frostbitings, maenadist (if u didnt see this one coming ur not even paying attention to how i live my life), xbustersword, naminexsnow, goldentailedthief
and that's all i've got bc idk if anyone else actually likes me and won't shun me for tagging them oooops
u dont even have to do this tbh
Kiss
Put 'kiss'in my askbox and my muse will kiss yours regardless of who your muse is.
Closed || Edward
"EDWARD! HEY! I HAVE A LETTER FOR YA'!"
Edward was confused. He never usually received letters. He made his way down the spiral staircase and into the main lobby of the GCPD Headquarters, before walking over the officer who had called him. Taking the letter with a nod of thanks, he examined the envelope.
"Any idea who it was from?" He asked.
"No, sorry." The officer replied, "I just found it on my desk."
Edward raised a brow. Muttering his thanks, he hurried back up to the laboratory, shut himself in his office and opened the envelope carefully. Pulling out the piece of paper, he unfolded it and began to read, his eyes squinting a little as he made out the sender's handwriting.
"Trick or Treat!"
Scary movie night
Though the goddess had promised to take fairy to Asgard, it seemed necessary to make a sort stop at one of her many illegal apartments on Midgard. This somehow led to Loki turning on her television and searching netflix for a good horror movie.
"Maleficent, could you be a dear and turn out the lights before you take a seat?"
"I'm so sorry I let this happen to you."
"There is nothing you could have done to prevent this."
♥ (Muahahha)
♥ Arranged Marriage AU
cursedmaleficent
"So you're Maleficent huh? Gotta say you are not what I expected..at all."
"Alternate”
Generator says 13
Models AU
(I’ll use an adult Olaf… It’s easier to picture him as a model that way for me, even though I know there are child models)
Strutting down the runway, swaying his hips like his best friend , Elsa, had taught him, Olaf spun on his heel and winked at the crowd below. His tight black pants left little to the imagination and his heeled boots and white ruffled top gave him a sort of feminine yet masculine look. He pulled it off quite well, and he knew it.
He strutted backstage and turned the corner, walking to the dressing room of a rather saucy coworker who would be on next.
Swinging the door open and leaning on the doorframe lazily, one leg crossed over the other he spoke in a smooth, teasing voice.
"You’re on Sweetums. I warmed ‘em up for ya" He gave her a wink, he knew she hated when he used pet names.