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@ltr1ley: 🔪 / for maeve ⤷ send 🔪 to walk in on my muse standing over a dead body.

had it not been for the tail that flicked angrily at the tip akin to an annoyed cat, she could've easily been mistaken for a statue in the darkness of night. with the dagger lodged deep within the half-orc's throat and lavender skin splattered with blood, there was no mistaking what had happened here or who'd committed the crime. ears twitched as the sound of stones crunched beneath the boot of another person, listening as they got closer and closer until, like a whirlwind, she turned on the male, dagger an inch from severing an artery in their throat. wait, she knew that face. or rather, that mask. a heavy silence hung between them for a moment, tension heavy as she considered her choices. ❝ he wit' you? ❞ she asked, a slight nod towards the dead orc on the ground. ❝ for yer sake, he better not be. ❞

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@ltr1ley liked for leon kennedy

running into other organisations trying to butt into his mission wasn't uncommon but it was certainly made for a frustrating experience. their lack of knowledge on bioterrorism usually got them killed and he'd preferred to not have more deaths on his conscience. if only they'd fucking listen. heavy sigh leaves lips as he watches the man growing closer and closer down the hallway, preparing himself for talking to a brick wall. ❝ look, i don't know who you are or what your mission is here but i strongly suggest you turn around and leave this to me, 'kay? you've got no idea what you're getting yourself in for. ❞

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Send me a ♚ if you like my writing

Thank you!! That’s means a lot to me coming from you, Anu! You’re an amazing and incredibly talented writer that I’m so lucky to have as my mutual and I love writing with you!

[hexsreality]

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Are You Wanda’s Type? ⤷ Accepting!

“Now, let’s see here." Wanda takes the bingo card to inspect Ghost's results. Her eyes widened at not one bingo, but three he had gotten on his sheet. "Well, judging by your scores, you are my type, Ghost."

☽◯☾┄─ @ltr1ley

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jacket / for decker <3

send the word “jacket” and my muse will wake up somewhere covered in your muse’s jacket/coat, because your muse covered them with it while they were asleep

It had been almost a full forty hours since the last time that Decker had gotten any sleep. After so many years as a soldier, he was able to push past it and function somewhat normally throughout the day. He was more quiet and reserved, anyways, so the fact that he wasn't really talking was not a huge red flag for the time being. If it had gone on for a couple more hours? Then it might have been a red flag.

But, just like he had learned to function while sleep deprived, he had also learned to take advantage of any sort of downtime. If you were given an opening to get some sort of rest? Even if it was a ten minute nap? Take it without question.

Some couch in the barracks was were he had passed out settled for the latest power nap. It had only been about twenty or so minutes before he was rousing back into consciousness. Between being barely awake and definitely needing to sleep longer, the sensation of something draped across him was only cause for confusion. It was not until a couple of seconds later when he could properly force himself awake and sit up that he recognized the jacket.

It only took a couple of minutes to find where Ghost. The jacket was held out without any sort of greeting or introduction at his approach. "Here." A short beat of silence. "Thanks though."

[hexsreality]

Lyric Starter Post ⤷ Always Accepting!

❝ Don't say I'm out of touch with this rampant chaos, your reality ❞

☽◯☾┄─ @ltr1ley || Imaginary by Evanescence ☽

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Send 🐭 for slightly intimidating | how intimidating am I?

it’s absolute wild to find out that I am in the slightest bit intimidating in any way — especially because I’m just a funky little dude posting stupid shit. I can’t even really say anything else other than this realization now has me like

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@ltr1ley inquired: 🫦 slowly slides this over

Send me 🫦 to have a New year's kiss at midnight. ⤷ Accepting!!

"There you are! I was wondering where you had disappeared to, the countdown is going to start!" Wanda called to Ghost, she had stopped to bend over, placing her hands on her knees. She panted heavily as she was running around looking for him until she had finally found Ghost. Everyone else had gathered around the TV to begin counting down when Wanda noticed that Ghost was missing. She had pulled her phone out of her pocket as she had stood upright to show him the time on her phone, which read 11:59pm. Once her phone had read midnight, a wide smile appeared on her ruby lips as though to welcome the new year.

Wanda didn't know what possessed her, but she closed the distance between herself and Ghost. She pulled the mask he constantly wore, lifting it past his lips until it rested on his nose. She stood on her tippy-toes to allow her to lean into his face, pressing her ruby lip against his. Wanda's lengthy lashes fluttered as she shut her eyes, her smooth lips pressed softly against his. Finally, she pulled away, and as she did, she opened her eyes to reveal lilac irises that stared deeply into his. The fog had finally lifted from her mind to the reality of what she had done, she had kissed Ghost and was still alive to tell the tale. She stared at him in a stunned gaze, carefully avoiding eye contact, only looking at his lips which now had her lipstick smeared all over them.