Jun 4, 2014
Separate Ways - defendingxaramis
Send 'Separate Ways' for my muse's reaction to yours proclaiming that they will be safer and better off without them.
"'Lyss, I love you dude, but-- hell no. You're my friend."
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Separate Ways - defendingxaramis
Send 'Separate Ways' for my muse's reaction to yours proclaiming that they will be safer and better off without them.
"'Lyss, I love you dude, but-- hell no. You're my friend."
▓ ~ defendingxaramis
Send me a ▓ to see how I, the MUN, would react to meeting your character in person.
"Holy crap, you're Jim Kirk's daughter, aren't you? Ohmygosh. You, miss, are really really awesome. And I know I look like Jan, but that's 'cause...we're....practically the same person? Only different. Yep. Exactly the same, only different-- that doesn't even make sense, does it?"
❤
Send ❤ for a lusty/loving/affectionate message
[PADD Message: Little Bird] You know, no matter what a little twat you can be sometimes, you're still my daughter.
[PADD Message: Little Bird -- DELAYED] That was a try to be a loving daddy, now don't judge me.
defendingxaramis replied to your post:I almost regret making that edit. But then I’m...
// it be a good edit. Scary but good :P
Hehe, thanks :P I got bored a few months back and found the demon eye editing app on Muzy xD
"I try to be a good person, but bad things happen anyway."
One Tree Hill Sentence Meme (Part 2)
"Alyssa?"
"Did something happen?.."
defendingxaramaris
"I wouldn't touch that if you wanna keep your fingers, Alyssa."
"You look worn out. Did something happen?"
INTERRUPTION
Send me "INTERRUPTION" • I’ll randomly generate a number from 1-31 to see how your muse interrupts mine!
22. Your muse walks in on mine trashing their room
--Anger.
--Wrath.
--Desperation.
His hand flew over the drawer in his quarters, various objects -- as well as photos -- being tossed to the ground; glass shattering upon the crash. Loud bangs echoed through the room, uncontrollably sobs occasionally interrupting his doing. He was crying. Fucking crying. God, what was he supposed to do now? Another row of objects flew towards the ground, another wave of shattering glass. He didn't even care, to be honest, simply doing as his mind told him to. He was fucking angry, no, way beyond that; he was desperated.
And the cause for all of this was, of course, his goddamn beast of an ex-wife, who now, after years of no damn communication at all, but sometimes a brief letter to his own, only daughter, had sent him the message of having just asked for sole custody. What was he supposed to do? Bones knew exactly, that he was never going to win this bullshit, if he was away for the entire time, on a bloody starship, miles and miles away from home. There was no hope for him actually seeing his daughter again after this, and Leonard knew very well, that he was just about to lose her now. What was he supposed to do...?
The doctor finally sunk down to his knees, eyes squeezed shut, and palms being pressed against his face, as if he was just about to wake up from a terrible nightmare. The only hitch; this was definitely no dream. It felt too damn real, and McCoy was very well aware of that fact. He didn't even notice the doors to his quarters opening, simply sat there, completely fucked up, crying, sobbing, shaking.
--Desperate...