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//TO EVERYONE THAT I OWE REPLIES TO:
okay a. i am so so sorry... life is crazy, school is starting, and i probably won't get to them until next week.
b. that being said, replies in drafts are:
-theoneandonlymirandagardiner, olympusarchitect, jayparkxdemigod, godshonest, and probably some other people too? there are a few starters i gotta get to also.
again sorry, just wanted to give you a heads-up
Always by your side
My muse is in hospital and is comatose. Send me "Always by your side" for my muses reaction to waking up to find your muse at their bedside.
Her body felt so heavy that she couldn't seem to move. Her head hurt so much that she wanted something to numb the pain for a little bit, the bright light pierced her eyes and a little groan left her as she closed them again the urge to barf all over the place was killing her.
Opening her eyes again Drew managed to take a look at the face peering over her and she groaned again mostly because she was trying to move her hand to touch his face “Ares…where…?” her eyes closed again the groggy feeling settling over her.
Don't say it
Send me "Don't Say It" for how my muse would break up with yours.
Drew ran her hand through her hair a gesture she often did when she was nervous, anxious or frustrated. This time she was a little of all three, she didn't want to do this though it was hardly alien for her to break up with someone but this was the first time she had actually broken up with someone who she actually felt something more than like for. " Jay, this just isn't going to work.We are too different and I don't feel like I can trust you anymore, you have so many secrets...we are over."
؎
Send me a "؎" for my muse's reaction to yours offering them a lollipop that was in their mouth.
Taking the liollipop she put it in her mouth pushing it to the side of cheek as she nodded her head at the flavor "It is good but I'm not giving it back now, you should go get another one."
x DrewJay
Send me a '✖' and a ship name and I'll tell you...
Who was the one to propose:
Jay proposed, Drew wouldn't because...well if you have met her you will understand why
Who stressed more over wedding planning:
Drew, she is a perfectionist and if anyone tries to spoil her plans they would find their head on a spike
Who decorated the house:
Both of them, though Drew picked the colour scheme
Who does the cooking:
Jay, there was a incident at camp where she burnt down the kitchen, safe to say he hasn't forgotten
Who does the cleaning:
Drew she has OCD so even if he did do it she would just go over it again
Who is more organized:
They both are pretty organised
Who initiates bedroom fun:
They both would, just depends on who gets there first.
Who suggested kids first:
Shit I dunno about this one XD...Jay?
☾
send me a ☾ for my muse waking up to find yours in their bed in the middle of night
Drew turned over her arm hitting on something solid caused her to feel around a little, when she had gone to sleep she was sure that she had been alone, then again she had been at the hallucinating phase of sleep deprivation she couldn’t be too sure on that. Someone usually came to check on her if she had been in bed for more than three days just to make sure she was still breathing or something like that.
Cracking open a eye she peaked at the muscular chest and tattoos of Jay and groaned rubbing her eyes she lay back down “I don’t look pretty right now, come back later.”
2 people walked into your dreams
Nina stood tense. Her body language totally rigid as she watched the orange color dance. The campfire was something she loved and hated at the same time. She stayed away from the view of others as she reminded her haunted memories, or at least hoped that they didn't notice her.
"--This pathetic fear 'f yours should be done with, Narcissa." She whispered to herself.
[MSG]: Just curious... not like I'm jealous or anything...
[text: Ares] Ok...am I supposed to know what we are talking about?
