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"Seether" -- Veruca Salt
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"Seether" -- Veruca Salt
"No. They're wrong. They're wrong, okay? You're not gonna die." From the Commodork. (look, I'm not on anon, are ya proud? xD )
She met his gaze, wanting to believe him, but not wanting to give either of them false hope. "James, I know that I will. And I've accepted it -- can you not do the same?"
tellthatomyfryingpan replied to your post
Tryouts for what, my dear bestie?
For the musical! Buut they're finally over now ^.^
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✔: A plot you would love to play out with your character
Elizabeth and Will having a confrontation on whether or not she could join the crew bc he doesn't want that life for her after all the time he's spent aboard and he thinks she deserves better but she just wants to spend eternity with him like <3333
✖: A plot you would never do/can’t do with your character
...I haven't encountered anything yet ^.^ Although anything smutty, for now, given that I'm underage.
♔: A character (in general) that you’d like to interact with
Beckett. There could be some wonderful hatred going on there.
➸: Something you like about your fandom
The fact that I have yet to see a shipping war. Because everyone either ships everything or respects each others' ships, which is more than I can say for any other fandom I've seen.
❢: Your favourite icon of your muse’s FC
♘: Your favourite icon of your Mun FC
+ 10 poisoned apples
Glancing upwards, Snow White squinted as the sun blinded her, though she still gave the person her full attention, “Do you think this is a magic wishing well?” A wet sensation ran through her fingers as they brushed across the rock, dampened from the rainfall earlier this morning.
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character: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 10+fandom: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 10+theme: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8| 9 | 10 | 10+ {It's so pretty and your music player I CAN'T}muses’ posts: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 10+mun: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 10+{++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++}overall: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 10+following?: yes | no sorry | now | forever
Any last comments?:
{Gosh darn it people go follow my eternal bae and gorrrrrrrrgeous Zelda!!! (yes I am nicknaming her Zelda bc reasons) AND YES IT IS V GOOD INVESTMENT YOU WILL LOVE}
Could you make some icons of Rapunzel with her short hair? Thanks, I appreciate it!
I started a rapunzel set a while ago but have only finished two sets so ill tag you in the set where shes got short hair once ive finished
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The Princess and the Inventor - starter for tellthatomyfryingpan
"Now take it easy, you have to mold the copper as thin as possible," the inventor said to his blacksmith. That title would soon be changing to metalworker real soon. "If you go too hard, you'll melt it or break it."
"Yes sir. Though I don't think this is going to work."
"It will don't worry." The inventor leaves to check up another assistant. "How's the battery coming?"
"Still don't know."
"Ok, just have horse fed for now and get the power wheel ready." He goes to the boiling vat out side, where another worker is stirring the mixture. "Smells like it's working. Is it near hardening?"
"Almost."
"We have the test ball. I just hope it works for making tires." Just then an office boy ran up.
"Mr. Cross, her majesty the princess is coming!"
"WHAT? That's today. Shoot. Um, try to tidy the front up as best you can. And get the bike ready. I'm not even going to bother changing. Hopefully she won't mind." His leather apron and work clothes were stained and dirtied beyond belief. He goes back inside to wash his face and hands. He has to somewhat look decent. As he cleaned the up, the office boy was frantically trying to store papers reasonably, and sweep. That's when the door opened. "Hello your majesty," he bows, broom in hand, "he'll be out soon. Forgive the wait."