#sacagxwea

[akimxto]

slips u my url

SEND A URL AND I WILL ANSWER THE FOLLOWING;

Do I Follow Them?:  Y E S.

Why Did I Follow Them?:  Why? Why? Because this person is hecka quality and wow I got excited when you told me you made this blog and look at you, you’re so good!

Do We Role Play?:  We have before?? But not on this blog?? Let’s fix that.

Do I Want To Role Play With Them:  Y e s.

An AU Idea For Our Muses:  Um. I dunno I’m not good at AUs right off the bat. I don’t do good plotting under pressure ahofsljgss

A Song For Our Muses: 

Do I Ship Our Muses?: No

What I Think About The Mun: CUTIE PATOOTIE SWEET MUN THAT I LOVE.

Overall Opinion:  A+ QUALITY AND WONDERFUL MUN. Seriously though, you’re really nice and fun to talk to and just aaaah. Your character portrayals are so nice and your writing is so nice. Everything about you is s O NICE —

Blog Rate: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10!

[crimsondeath]

( i don't rp with u bc i'm too busy ogling ur blog and ur writing to think of anything we could do----- but one day we should )

Please come to my ask and tell me a reason you DON'T RP with me.

we definitely should but omg i feel your pain bc sometimes thinking of plausible situations is just so hard?? there's always the 'throw them in the same room together and offer no explanation' scenario tbh

[xagentcarter]

sacagxwea replied to your post:agent nipple i'm

( agent nipple reporting for duty )

sometimes the best man for the job

is agent nipple.

[xagentcarter]

agent nipple i'm

what's your name, darling?agent nipple.

[solliicitus-blog]

▓▒ my new lovelyamazingincrediblefabulous       icon is all thanks to sacagxwea aka allison       aka the platonic love of m y life.

[solliicitus-blog]

▓▒   sacagxwea

museums. dusty. boring. lifeless.                                              usually.

magic was pouring from this one, however. magic of a rather peculiar kind. not a GUARDIAN'S magic, no. something different. he makes his way silently through the empty halls, seeking its source.

[xoctavius-blog]

♡

the flight back from the british museum is quiet. not tense quiet, just-- just the recognition that no words said could make this any easier. it was their last night; the last round-up. the last-- the last chance to say anything they may have left unspoken when it seemed as though they had all the time in the world to say it.

           now, though-- now, he climbs silently from the fur           lining of attila's hat and down to the seat divider.            wordlessly, he looks up at her, taps the back of her           hand gently.

                         "i-- it has been quite the journey, hasn't it?"

he clears his throat, glances down.

                        "i will miss you; i hope-- i hope i have been a                         friend to you, all these years."