#shearsandglasses

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When you write, you paint the entire world around him; not as a backdrop, but it temporarily immerses you in that world and I believe it brings that sparkle and fun back into writing that so many people in the community seem to have forgotten. I'm so sorry for having to send so many asks to convey this. ; m ; ~ William T. Spears (For this and the previous two!)

How am I doing with my character? Tell me in the askbox, and I’ll publish it without comment.

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Yellow, Red, I'd choose Grey/Gray if it made sense .. I think. Turquoise, Pink, Teal, Blue, Green, Coral, Black. <3 ~ William T. Spears

REBLOG AND SEE IF YOU GET A COLOR.

[[OOC: YELLOW: I wish we were friends in real life. - Thought we were more than that, yo?

RED: I love you with a burning passion. - Ahh~! How sweet~! ＼(☆o◎)／ I adore you, too~!

GREY: I wish we talk more and being friend(?) I know right? What even?

TURQUOISE: I would hug you if we’re met - asdfghjkl （〜^∇^)〜 I would hug you, too~!

PINK: I love your blog it’s one of my favorites - Ahh, stop! Over-flattery is too much for someone like myself. ( ⌒o⌒)人(⌒-⌒ )v Thank you, though. So kind of you. <3

TEAL: We have a lot in common - Do we really? It’s funny how you think about it when it’s pointed out to you.. xD

BLUE: You are my tumblr crush. - I am? Oh goodness.

GREEN: I think you’re cute. - That’s all well and good and it’s very nice of you, but if you know me well enough, you will know that I dislike being referred to as cute/adorable. Always has been a peeve of mine. Ahh.

CORAL: I think you’re beautiful - Ahhh! I’m honestly not, but thank you./awkwardly laughs.

BLACK: I would date you.- About that, though./COUGHS.]]

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♪ ~ William T. Spears

SEND ME A  ♪ I WILL PUT MUSIC ON SHUFFLE AND GIVE YOU A SONG AND MY FAVORITE LINE FROM IT

The Birthday Massacre - The Long Way Home

'We walk through the snow, trying not to breathe.'

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☏ ✈ ~ William T. Spears

☏ What is the most challenging aspect of playing this muse?

[[OOC: The most challenging aspect about stepping into the shoes of  Ronald Knox is the fact that he’s confident. Sure, he does blunder about at times, but the guy has style and confidence. As someone who has hardly any self confidence and self worth, I find it really hard to mirror that aspect of his personality. I still try, though. It’s hard to be confident when you really aren’t or don’t have it in you. xD; But hey, I’m honest about it.

With this guy? It is hard, let me tell you. This guy is one muse that honestly doesn’t like cooperating. You tell him to do one thing, and he usually does the flippin’ opposite. That being said, he’s still fun, as hard as it is to keep him on the lead. »; He seems to just really like anything that lets him play around, personality wise, I mean. I don’t really like/write crack. Usually crack for me is OOC/inside jokes between people I’m close to.]]

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"Ronald Knox. I- ... Honestly. Allowing myself to allow these emotions to interfere and intermix with that of our work is an ideal which I have long prohibited. Yet- .. Hm. I .. believe I wish to exchange vows of matrimony, with yourself." ~ William T. Spears.

Send “I think I wanna marry you” for my muse to react to your muse saying it.

Upon hearing that heartfelt remark voiced from his superior’s lips, his head of two toned hair fell forward, as he heaved a rather large, unimpressed sigh.

Was he feelin’ a bit funny or somethin’? Pale lids concealed those unusual, bright eyes from view, as he happened to express himself in the form of a discomforted and slightly irritated manner.

The flippin’ hell is with people wantin’ t’ marry me all o’ a sudden? Sure, I’m a pretty good lookin’ lad, but I didn’t sign up for this kinda crap..

Raising his head, the younger Shingami would look to the side. As far away from his superior as actually possible. Because well, this was awkward. A lowered whisper formed upon his lips. “Sir? I’m flattered an’ all that, but I don’t think lads like us should be thinkin’ about that, ya know? Normally, I’d probably have somethin’ more t’ say ‘bout ya bein’ the biggest stiff in the book, but I kinda dunno what t’ say.. Bit awkward, sir.”

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[text]:I drove you home last night. YOU were steering with a paper plate. ~ William T. Spears

[Text received from Like A Boss/Stiff lips.]:I drove you home last night. YOU were steering with a paper plate.

[Text sent to Like A Boss/Stiff Lips]: hey sir. shit really? was I that far gone?!?!?[Message sent!]

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Smooch~! ~ William T. Spears

Send me a "Smooch~!" for my muse's reaction to yours kissing them on the neck.

Ronald Knox had been bent over the other side of his desk for a long while. Black-clad, gloved hands sorting out the vast amount of paperwork, cluttered in an obvious mess upon his desk. There were papers all over the bloody place! He’d been harshly reprimanded, due to the fact that his workspace was a terrible, disorganised mess. As such, he’d taken it upon himself to actually attend to that particular duty. After a few moments, his head of two tone hair raised itself, green-yellow hues gazing to the far corner.Within that far corner was a particular decorated wall. A reminder that partying had to wait, and work was clearly a major priority, as he gazed upon the display upon the wall. A small sigh escaped his lips. ”Ahh, so much work t’ do today. Can this get any more bothersome? Jesus..” As such, he would not notice the press of another’s lips to the back of his throat.

But wait. It wasn’t him. It was-.. His superior. Unexpected, indeed. As such, due to not quite expecting the press of those cold, dead lips to the back of his neck, which seemed to be a strangely too affectionate little action for William.T.Spears, Ronald would stiffen. Well, this was awkward. ”S-Sir. I-.. Uh. Didn’t happen t’ see ya there.. Ahaha.. I was just-.. Sortin’ out some paperwork.” It was probably clear that Ronald was trying to act completely normal, but in fact failing to do so, due to the unexpected action from his usually stern-faced superior.

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"Ronald Knox. Would you kindly return to your paperwork?" ~ William T. Spears

Send ‘Would you kindly’ and a command and my muse has to obey.

The two tone haired Shinigami would raise his head. Well, there sure happened to be a lot of these commands. His head would fall slightly to the side, in the form of an unimpressed movement after a few seconds. A small sigh leaving his pale lips, at the obvious feeling of his displeasure. Supernatural hues would fall to the side with the movement of his head.

”Sir.. Come on.. I just got through a stack of paperwork! For once, I thought I was up t’ date with the work assignments. Ya can be such a slave driver, sir. Ya really need t’ learn to lighten up. At least once in awhile. Ahh.”Once more, he would soon raise his head, to stare back into those stern, narrowed hues of his superior. Yet another displeased sigh leaving his lips, before he would once more add anything further. ”I guess I probably should. Even though I’m kinda on top of it all this time. Jesus, What am I even gonna do in there? Seein’ as there ain’t even any paperwork due, in my case.”