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( FENTEA. 24. SHE/HER. EST ) multimuse + multiverse + multiship urban indie roleplaying account.

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did i log in to revamp this page? mmmhhhmmm yeah.  am i going to write on discord with raja tonight? mmhhhmhmm yeah. is that a lie and i’m going to say it but not quite execute that? mmhhhmmm prolly.

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revamping this bitch. well, moving to a new page but revamping none the less because i miss writing but I always feel so all over the place when i come back to an abandoned page.

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@isolctions

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lololol. how y’all doing?

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actually, lemme go post these bios on my rp then I’ll brb.

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lololol. how y’all doing?

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XAIRE & ANGEL! / @isolctions

                    Remember when we used to get fake engaged on Valentine’s day for free goods? Ironically enough, the most recent tangent the two had went off on took them on another stroll down memory lane as Xaire drove to the undisclosed location he’d talked Angel into going to. It hadn’t been mentioned in a while, but that was teh one outstanding thought he had and he couldn’t help the goosebumps that one specific thing gave him anytime he thought about it. They hadn’t been out together in quite sometime, and it had honestly been a surprise to him when he impulsively suggested it. He’d gotten dressed up, or at least his variation cause it was far from the adopted attire of sweats and a-shirts he’d been wearing for just about everything lately. And as th date continued, Xaire seemed to come more and more out of his shell, they were sharing pasta at some random spot right outside of town, his arm around her as they occupied the same side of the booth and he showered her in as much affection as he could. A budding child in her womb wasn’t the only new thing being brought into this relationship, and coupled with Xaire’s drastic changes, and better behavior, things seemed to be on the up and up with the two. Their now shared laughs over all the old things, and the male couldn’t help but yet again bring up the spider incident, once again sparking the great debate of what shoe should’ve really been used for that attack. His mind is all on the date, but his anxiety is starting to kick in with what the impeding thought in the back of his mind is urging him to do, or already made him do. He’s trying to play it cool and keep it altogether until he finally sees the dessert for two he preordered heading their way. Sqeezing Angel’s shoulder, the male gently grabs her face to bring it to his before kissing her lips. “You know you’ve always been that one good thing in my life, right?” 

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Stay with me tonight :) you know i had to

Send my muse “Stay with me tonight”.

                    A typical night for Axel had him locked away in his apartment with his research. Nothing to distract him but his newest playlist blaring through the small space, and the occasional food delivery to keep him going. The night got weird when his phone rang, and the specific ringtone he’d set for the other interrupted the the ninties rap playlist he had going in his room. What confused him even more, was the fact that it’d been a little over a year since this particular person rang his line at all. The conversation was quick, nothing new than what he was used to with her and the next thing you knew, Axel was entering some stranger’s house to gather up an old friend who’d once again let herself get a little too loose. As if skipping a beat was the impossible, the scene continued as he picked up the girl, helping her out of the party (to her quickly forgotten wishes), and listening toher slurred complaints and lighthearted insults. He helped her into his car, using his music to drown her out the rest of the way back to the place she’d requested. He’d taken his time getting her inside, making sure she was okay and trying his best to leave a care package of water, some asprin and something to snack on next to her in bed. It wasn’t until he hit the doorway to leave, that she finally spoke up again, this time delivering a request. He turned back to look at her, a soft smile on his face as a dry chuckle left his lips, he walked back over toward the bed as he shook his head no. “I think it’s best for me if I don’t do that, Far.. But I’ll check in on you tomorrow, is that cool?” He told her, leaning down to press a sweet kiss to the top of her head. “You’ll probably be sleep when I call, so just make sure you ring me back so I know you’re okay.”

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do i—..... really wanna get dramatic and write these drabbles & answer these memes? [/knuckle crack] it’s been.... so...... long.

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                    I’m currently in the process of getting ALL my muses up, but I’d love to get some more threads and plots going.. Soooo, LIKE this for a song inspired starter featuring a RANDOM muse of mine.

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@fallcnhcrts liked for a song inspired starter + GREYSON x ???

Starter inspired by On Chill.

                   Dinner parties like this were the ones he dreaded the most, forced into a setting with friends he particularly didn’t want to be around for more than a few hours was one thing, then you throw one of his exes into the mix and that made it all the more unbearable. The break up was still fresh, and despite going completely out of his way to avoid the other, when events ran like this through mutual acquaintances, they couldn’t help but to enhabit the same space from time to time. He couldn’t deny the fact that he missed her though, all the measures he went to to avoid her aside. Armored with two champagne flutes, he spots her in the house and makes his way to her, might’ve been the extra drinks he’d already taken in, or just the fact that he missed his girl had him making this move in the first place. Similar to waving a white flag, he extended the flute with a sheepish grin on his face, his eyes purposely exploring her as she looked as amazing as ever. “How about we put the cold war on pause for a night, and just be on some chill shit until it’s over?” His brow rose, and he licked over his lips before drinking from the other glass he held. “It’s been a while, and trying to act like I ain’t see you over here looking this good is a draining task within itself, have a drink with me or something.”

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                    I’m currently in the process of getting ALL my muses up, but I’d love to get some more threads and plots going.. Soooo, LIKE this for a song inspired starter featuring a RANDOM muse of mine.

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◜ random drabble prompts ◇ ask memes ◞

send any of the following symbols to get a drabble. add { ↺ } to reverse the action.

{  ❥ } —- my muse is caught flirting with someone else.

{ ◎ } —- our muses get lost.

{ ☀ } —- my muse gets a bad sunburn. 

{ ★ } —- your muse takes mine stargazing.

{ ▼ } —- your muse is injured. my muse is there to help.

{ ✖ } —- your muse is dying. my muse is about to find that out.

{ ♚ } —- my muse proposes to your muse.

{ ☁ } —- our muses are caught in a rainstorm. 

{ ☾ } —- your muse breaks up with mine.

{ ☂ } —- our muses wake up with no memories after a night of heavy drinking.

{ ➸ } —- my muse is panicking, and your muse must calm them down.

{ ♜ } —- my muse hits yours. decide if it is accidental or not.

{ ✿ } —- my muse kisses yours out of the blue.

{ ◓ } —- my muse kills yours. decide if it is accidental or not.

{ ⌘ } —- my muse strips for yours. decide if it is sexual or not.

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* mini starter call

send a word for a starter. feel free to combine prompts.

‘ dial ’ for a phone call starter

‘ beep ’ for a texting starter

‘ silence ’ for a nonverbal starter

‘ sun ’ for a good morning starter

‘ moon ’ for a goodnight starter

‘ care ’ for a sick starter

‘ hurt ’ for an injured starter

‘ zzz ’ for a tired starter

‘ recovery ’ for a hospital starter

‘ heart ’ for a caring starter

‘ onion ’ for an angsty starter

‘ trouble ’ for a worrisome starter 

‘ boo ’ for a scared starter

‘ lull ’ for a comforting starter 

‘ balloon ’ for a happy starter

‘ rawr ’ for a silly starter

‘ grump ’ for a bad mood starter

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“ you’re not safe here with me , ” aiden breathes, his vision on everything else but the other before he’s finally gazing into her eyes. a mess isn’t even the beginning of what’s to come, but his nerves are shot and he knows he’s fucked up. “ i’m going to get you killed. ”

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                    “Would I have been safe staying around waiting for those men to come back?” Where she normally would’ve given in, and done exactly what he advised her to, she’s doing everything to be in his face. Swallowing the building fear as her bottom lip pokes out in a pout. When he finally brings his attention to her, she’s as shaken as he is, her condition of fear only heightening as she senses it in him. “Me staying is going to get me killed, I’d rather take my chances with you... Please?”

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* 𝙶𝚁𝙾𝚄𝙿 𝚃𝙴𝚇𝚃 - 𝚆𝙴𝚃𝚃𝙰 𝙳𝙴𝙽 𝙰 𝚂𝙴𝙰𝚀𝚄𝙰𝚁𝙸𝚄𝙼

ZAY: something in my heart is telling me not to believe you.

ZAY: MISS BEX?????????????????????????

ZAY: you tryna traumatize my shorty and for WHAT!

ZAY: the rolly chair comfortable. you could sit in it too, you know.

ZAY: oh wow, I have been placed in some bullshit. right in the shit of the bull. that's crazy.

ZAY: well whatever he did, idk who mans he is so don't put me in that shit.

BEX: turn off the lou can do no wrong mode, and be reasonable with me here.

BEX: i only took it that far in the threat to assure she would stop what she was doing. she didn't have to come snitch to you.

BEX: i would never actually do, i mean.. flowers are expensive, fuck i look like buying them myself?

LOU: can't my foot fell asleep and if i move it, it'll feel weird.

LOU: bexley barthelema jones, i don't know how many more times i can say i'm sorry.

LOU: i thought i was doing a /good/ thing.

BEX: i didn't know she would bother you, but since y'all in that same fucking room bringing head and ass together as usual, is it really bothering you at that point?

BEX: hell, i don't know what nigga she talking bout either. the only man i acknowledge is dababy and he hasn't had the pleasure of falling in love with me yet so that's a dub.

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* 𝙶𝚁𝙾𝚄𝙿 𝚃𝙴𝚇𝚃 - 𝚆𝙴𝚃𝚃𝙰 𝙳𝙴𝙽 𝙰 𝚂𝙴𝙰𝚀𝚄𝙰𝚁𝙸𝚄𝙼

ZAY: I'm literally across the room.

ZAY: Bex??????????????

ZAY: bro seriously, why am I the only nigga up in here.

ZAY: ...damn, y'all niggas fighting!

BEX: EYE am not doing a thing. i simply told her something and she ran to you.

BEX: ..okay i might threatened to send her flowers nonstop on a thursday but she deserves it!

LOU: yeah, but you kinda far. this couch mad long and you just gotta be in the rolly chair?

LOU: SEE WHAT I MEAN? she's lost it, babe!

LOU: she also threatened that if i quote, "ever bring her around that milk dud headed h*e, or mention him to her she'd never speak to me again" unquote.

BEX: ..ANYWAYS, long story short. this ain't intervention and i didn't cuss her out.

BEX: but i will send those flowers if she keeps it up. so you better get your girl before it gets ugly.

BEX: cause i'll send a whole damn arrangment!

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I just redid my blog and I want to edit the ENTIRE thing already. [cracks knuckles]. Will I ever write? Lmfao. Anywho, time to get information on my muses up as well, so I’m about to become very busy!