triplets

indie, semi-selective multi muse oc blog written by daniel

[identicalthree-blog]

        “in the arts, you’re doing something totally         unique and there’s, like, a million answers and         no one can do it quite like you can.“         - Dan Avidan

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[identicalthree-blog]

        “in the arts, you’re doing something totally         unique and there’s, like, a million answers and         no one can do it quite like you can.“         - Dan Avidan

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[identicalthree-blog]

        “in the arts, you’re doing something totally         unique and there’s, like, a million answers and         no one can do it quite like you can.“         - Dan Avidan

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[identicalthree-blog]

        “in the arts, you’re doing something totally         unique and there’s, like, a million answers and         no one can do it quite like you can.“         - Dan Avidan

                                                                   ask  /  rules  /  about

[identicalthree-blog]

        “in the arts, you’re doing something totally         unique and there’s, like, a million answers and         no one can do it quite like you can.“         - Dan Avidan

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[identicalthree-blog]

        “in the arts, you’re doing something totally         unique and there’s, like, a million answers and         no one can do it quite like you can.“         - Dan Avidan

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[triiplcts-blog]

I'm moving this blog again. I will reblog a promo either tonight or tomorrow~

[triiplcts-blog]

        like this for a fluffy starter with a random triplet!

        unless specified ofc

[lasylphidedubolchoi]

[iincxrruptus-blog1]

You’re allowed to play favorites.

You’re allowed to unfollow someone if you don’t agree with their opinions.

You’re allowed to be selective, exclusive, or anything that makes you comfortable.

Do not let people lie to you and say it’s mean to have a group of friends you RP with more than others.

Do not let people tell you what to do with YOUR blog.

We pick and choose who we follow and RP with, because, that is the power we have on Tumblr. Your dashboard is what you want to see. Not what others say you should see out of ‘courtesy’.

[triiplcts-blog]

Bartholomuse let out a sigh and walked over to her. His steps were by no means loud, but louder than his ligh tip toeing before. “Hey, put your legs down. Can’t be comfortable sitting like that.” he gently whispered and guided her legs to be out straight. He didn’t know a lot about pregnancy but he figured that keeping her legs pushed up to her stomach wasn’t the best idea for the sake of her baby.

“It’s about ten in the evening, but I brought ice cream to make up for it.” he smiled and set down a pint of cookies and cream on the coffee table in front of her. “How about I get us some spoons and we watch a movie, yeah?”

[triiplcts-blog]

@glittergcld wants to paint

                                  Bartholomuse’s bedroom was arguably the comfiest of the three brothers. The room colors were fairly dark. The walls were a dark navy blue with beautiful doodles on them that looked like they were made with a tiny painting brush. There were also posters all on the roof, and on the walls were shelves of knickknacks and small sculptures. He also had one or two famous artwork copies on his walls as a finishing touch. it wasn’t particularly gorgeous, but it was nice and comfy. Two of his walls however were just windows. Thick windows that overlooked New York’s Central Park. It was impossible to see into the windows from being so high above the ground, twenty five stories tall. Barty liked it even more when you could see nothing out of the windows.

                                  He closed the blinds and without the small lamp in the corner, the entire room was almost completely pitch black. The lamp had a blue shade over it, giving the entire room a sleepy blue hue.

                                  “Ah, I brought you some popcorn a poptarts if you want.” Barty shrugged, sitting beside the other on the mattress that was on the floor. His laptop was placed in front of both of them and was about to play a movie.

[triiplcts-blog]

        like this for a fluffy starter with a random triplet!

        unless specified ofc

[princesslime-blog1]

it’s slime time

[halloweengubler]

[nonononononok-deactivated201810]

I just tried to write a poem n almost died. Never trying to get in touch w my emotions again !!!

[ohnoarno]

🎭 Masquerade Ball Starters 🎭

“Did you really think hiding your cheek bones was going to fool anyone?” “Do I…know you?” “Have we met before?” “Are you sure I don’t know you?” “Your eyes are absolutely captivating.” “I don’t think we’ve met yet.” “May I have this dance?” “You look positively enchanting this evening.” “I’d know those dazzling eyes anywhere.” “These skirts make it so hard to move.” “Some of these costumes are so extravagant. They must have cost a fortune.” “You look quite ravishing in that dress.” “You look quite handsome in that suit.” “Can I see your face?” “I don’t think you want to see my face.” “My God, you could fit an entire circus under her pannier. How’d she even fit through the door?” “Champagne?” “My feet are killing me.” “I never thought I’d see you in something so fancy.” “I feel like I’m rubbing elbows with the queen right now.” “Care to sneak away with me? I doubt we will be missed.” “Can you guess who I am under here?” “I’d compliment your beauty, but I can’t see it under there. You’ll have to accept my compliments to your mask instead, it’s quite lovely.” “I can’t hear you through that mask. Did you really have to choose one that covers your mouth?” “Do you know who I am?” “Do you know who she is?” “Do you know who he is?” “You’re very light on your feet.” “Ow! It’s like you have two left feet.” “I’m a terrible dancer.” “Who cares if you’re a good dancer? Have fun! No one will know it’s you anyway!” “No one’s asked me to dance all night…” “I feel like I’m in a dream!” “Can we please go home? This is torture.” “How did I ever let you talk me into coming here?” “I prefer watching from the sidelines to participating.” “You’ve spent the entire evening at the snack table.” “Can I cut in?” “I have to go.” “I’m not supposed to be here. If they catch me I’m in trouble!” “Please. What is your name? I want to see you again.”