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✈️ : seeing your muse in somewhere they didn’t expect to see
Frank paused when he opened his closet, “Wait- YOU. GIT, GIT, VERMIN, OUT. GET OUTTA MY ROOM.”
Had this been the first time finding a feral Legion member in his room perhaps he would not have acquired the spray bottle he had on his dresser. But this was, in fact, not the first time.
🔪- Wants to kill my Muse @ D.D. Pitchiner Orion: I dont want kill him. I just want to stab him Dante: Yeah but the way you go about it, it would end in his death.... Mun: plus they didn't have that option
There was a wet sensation running down along the massive Dark Spirit’s back, leaving Pitchiner to still.Wrenching a muscular arm back to feel in the location of the strange sensation,those ashen digits would return not only wet and stained in fresh blood, but gripping a handle to a blade that he had to rip out from his flesh.Those large orbs would narrow upon Orion, staring in a mixture of disbelief and yet not being surprised, facial features stoic while hot essence began to trickle down the corner of pursed lips.“You.” Was all that fell past his lips, before he flicked his arm and from the flesh burst out a sword, tangled in muscle and tissue, steam rolling off as blood evaporated.“Not bad, but next time- use a real weapon and not a butter knife.”The Nightmare King mocked, as he threw the sabre at the floor before Orion’s feet.
👏 : hug the bebe. - @brinnygetsstabbed
Send my muse an emoji and they will react to ... 👏 : your muse hugging mine
Frank groaned as he stiffly bent down to wrap his arms around the snifflingly Brinley. A quiet huff escaped him as he lifted them off the ground, he let the young survivor lean against him and wrap her arms around his neck for support. “Why ya cryin’ now, hm? Jed being a cock again? Or are you gonna sob and snot all over my coat for an hour and not tell me why?” @brinnygetsstabbed
🍴 here king, I made you brekkies.
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🍴 : your muse making mine a breakfast
“You, my man, know the way straight to my fuckin’ heart. I will never turn down free brekkies. Fuck yeah.”
Send my muse an emoji and they will react to ... 🍸 : your muse offering mine an alcoholic drink 👋 : your muse slapping mine’s ass
"Aww, are you two tryin' to tell me somethin'?" Blood-stained hands, reach out and pluck the offered alcohol from his younger alternate self, his cracked and dry lips curling into what might be considered a friendly smile if you stared hard enough. "First, you offer me booze-" he pauses to pop it open and take a long swallow, "and then Princess here gives my ass a little tap. What are you two up to, hm?" @frank-a-mori-son @iridescent-bottom
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@Sinister-Slash
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☔️ : your muse offering to share an umbrella with mine on a rainy day
Frank rose an eyebrow at the stranger but gave a gentle shrug, it kept him and the other out from the pouring rain. “Thanks for the cover, man. It's piss pouring out there.” Small talk was never his best skill, or well, starting small talk wasn’t his go-to interaction but it’s not like he could avoid it forever.
@sinister-slash
🍸 "I hope you can appreciate a glass of red wine, my darling. Not many people in the fog do, for some reason." (@the-bastard-entity)
Send my muse an emoji and they will react to ... 🍸 : your muse offering mine an alcoholic drink
Frank paused as he stared at the offered glass of red wine, but with a shake of his head, he snatched the cup from the Entity and tilted it back letting the drink run down his throat. The fragile cup was shoved back into its owner's hand before the Legionnaire finally spoke up. "Let me get this fucking straight, you come into my chalet. . .and you bring a single fuckin' glass of booze? You come here, and you disrespect me by bringing me not even a full bottle." @the-bastard-entity
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Send my muse an emoji and they will react to ... 👏 : your muse hugging mine
Muscles tensed when he felt arms wrap around him. Mismatched eyes lowered to look down at the survivor who had latched onto him. "Uhm...well hi, I guess? His hands lower to awkwardly pat the other on the back. "Uhh, who are you? And why are you touching me? Not to be rude or anything, but I don't really recognize you."
