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THE MUN AS MEMES! exactly what it says on the tin. post 6+ memes that you, the mun behind the screen, can relate to so that we can get to know you a little better!

[myriadxofxmuses]

What subtle way of saying "I love you" are you

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Tagging: @savagecuhnt , @ruinedsoulsrp (Annie, Brock, Nick, Stephen), @reevezs (Eric & Zach), @huntrcssqueen (Theo), @thccraft (Belinda), @lostxones (Finn, Molly), @the-thieves-gambit (retagging for Charlie, Alejandra),

Ivy, Ethan

you're the exception

your emotional walls have walls. seriously, you've guarded yourself so well, you sometimes forget how to look over your own walls and see the beauty of the world outside the safety of the protection you've set up. you forget how to escape the confines you built for yourself, that is, but some people (some incredibly rare people) somehow know their way through that intricate maze of walls and thorns around you. they're the exception, and terrifying as it might be at first, you'll let them know eventually. you smile at them where you'd scowl at another. you crack a joke where you'd usually stay quiet. you find yourself opening up more than you'd ever imagined. don't tear your fortress down if you don't want to, but maybe try to build your loved ones a little home inside it instead. you don't have to be alone. you deserve better than being alone in there.

Emily, Liam

I'll wait for you.

you're a restless person, always moving from one place to another, perpetually occupied with something or other. people call you impatient. hell, you might even call *yourself* impatient! and that's fine, that's just who you are. but you'll wait for some people. you'd sit down and wait for them if they needed you to, and the first time you do, the first time you show them you'll stretch your limited patience to something limitless for them if they need it, it feels almost like a confession. you might not be very patient with the world, but there are exceptions you're more than willing to make. you're so good at making people feel like they're not a burden.

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[renegadetulis]

closed starter for @thccraft

"You still haven't told me where we're going?" Carlos shot them a questioning look before turning to look at the road ahead. They had told him to pack a bag and that it might be a long ride. Such vagueness and the mechanic wondered why he had agreed in the first place and got into their car. "Look, if we're going to be out of town for a day or two, I need to make sure someone's looking after the shop. Plus my brother's gonna be sniffing around if I'm not specific. He's a pain in the ass we don't wanna deal with."

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GALE!!! (dean & rachel) - @thccraft

@thccraft from X

Gale: Your muse really wanted to kiss mine. Really really wanted. So much that sitting on my muse’s lap to get their attention and stealing the book they were reading sounded like a great idea.

Dean couldn't seem to keep his mind - or his eyes - from wandering to Rachel. Ever since they'd started their case his crush had reignited. Only this time with an intensity that he could barely contain. Once more he peeked around the laptop and found her exactly as he had just a minute or two ago, quietly reading from a book of lore. His fingers hovered over the keyboard as he stared at her - the insatiable need to have her quickly consuming him.

He forced himself to look back to the screen in front of him. His fingers hovered over the keyboard, his mind unable to focus on the task at hand. Dean was supposed to be finding information on Cupid of all things and Google wasn't keeping his attention. His recent rise in attraction to Rachel, however, should have been a dead giveaway that he'd already come into contact with the angel. But he was too busy thinking about her to realize he'd been hit by his spell.

A few more minutes of mindless scrolling and he couldn't take it anymore. "Screw this," he mumbled to himself, shutting the laptop and getting up from his chair. He crossed the room and before she could protest, he'd taken the book from her hands and tossed in on the table, pressing his lips to hers in a hungry and somewhat desperate kiss.

He pushed them apart, seemingly coming to his senses - his shock evident. "I am so sorry," he apologized. "I have no idea where that came from," he added in explanation.

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THUNDER!! (belinda & oscar) - @thccraft

@thccraft from X

Thunder: Your muse is irate, and mine pushed one to many buttons (accidental or on purpose; up to you.) Shut my muse up with a kiss.

"That's not what I'm saying," he quietly, yet angrily told her.

Belinda wasn't seeing his frustration at their situation. Which, in turn, was unintentionally making it worse. He had been thisclose to finding out where Emily was. The group they currently resided with had seen her. Not only that, but she had done what they were currently doing - finding temporary shelter among them. And they'd declined to let him in on the secret of where she'd headed next. A fact that had done two things: immediately angered him over their shut mouths and instantly raised his suspicions that maybe she'd never left.

When Belinda brought up the fact that they had been welcomed with open arms and that everyone seemed happy there - that maybe Emily was just as stubborn as him and couldn't see what was right in front of him - he scoffed and rolled his eyes. His sister would never have left a place like this if it was as good as it seemed.

"Not a chance," he countered. Not that he'd been particularly forthcoming about himself or his family, but Emily would have been the one to stay out of the siblings. She was the optimistic balance to Oscar's cynicism. If these people were really as great as they made out to be, she'd be here still.

Belinda's continued arguing against his gut instinct was distracting his thoughts as he tried to gather them together and figure out his sister's trail. She just wouldn't stop talking.

"Bell, please, just..." he tried quieting her voice to no avail and decided there was only going to be one way to silence her protest about leaving - a tactic he'd used once or twice before. He crossed the room and mid word he pressed his lips to hers. "....shut up," he said quietly, yet caringly when he parted their lips, his hands holding them both steady by the crook of her neck. "I need to think and you need to just stop for a second," he added in both explanation and guiet begging.

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💋 - belinda and oscar (hi it me from @pcrfectillusicn )

@thccraft from X

The small horde had been unexpected and Oscar nearly died trying to avoid separating. He was forced to abandon his mission to keep them together and shouted out a rendezvous point. He could only hope she'd heard him - the undead closing in and forcing him away before he could make sure. Oscar wasted no time luring as many of the undead away from her as possible as he headed off in the opposite direction of their meeting spot. Once he was sure the horde was far enough away he made a break and headed off to find Belinda.

While he and Belinda may not have seen eye to eye on a lot of things, but that hadn't meant he hated her. It was quite the opposite in fact. Well not at first, but the longer they traveled and survived together, the more he'd grown to enjoy her company. And it wasn't until he longer had her by his side that he realized just how much he had needed her presence.

The trek to the abandoned gas station felt like forever. His mind continually wandered over whether or not she would make it back. Oscar hadn't been this distracted since before the outbreak. Then after it hadn't been this occupied since losing Emily - and god only knew where she'd ended up, the siblings sans contact for months now. He made it to the building and did a sweep before heading inside.

Empty.

Fuck!

He couldn't be alone. Not now. Not yet. She would make it back. She had to. Panic began to settle in his veins the longer time ticked on without any sign of Belinda. He routinely checked the windows. Looked out the back, securing over and over the exits. He paced just outside the front door. Still no sign of her anywhere.

The sun had begun to set when he caught a glimpse of movement in the nearby woods. His breathing stilled. His heart pounded in his ears and the world around him seemed to freeze. His gaze remained tunnel focused between the tress where he'd spotted it. Could it be?

A second flash of movement and he was out the front door of the station. "Bell?" he called out just loud enough for them to hear, his steps slowing to a stop at the treeline. His hand rested at his knife, at the ready should he be wrong about what he was seeing. As soon as she appeared from within the woods, relief washed through him. He wasted no time in closing the gap between them, pulling her in for a grateful hug now that she was safe and back with him.

He quickly looked her over, searching for any scratch or bite that might take her away once more, his hands coming to rest at the sides of her face. Before he could stop himself he pressed a hungry kiss to her lips, uncaring as to how he would explain his actions.