I love you
I love you too anon…?

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I love you
I love you too anon…?
who’s up for anything with my dragon age muses? feeling super into thedas right now
coldnofeelings:
Had he been sober, the thief would’ve left The Professor to fend for his blind self. That it wasn’t HIS. PROBLEM. However, Lips curl up in amusement as he’s not the least bit sober himself, witnessing just how much the other too has drank thus far. Enough that the guy didn’t even realize that his glasses were IN FACT right on top of his head. With a lone finger, he reaches up to plop them down to rest on the guys face as he asks,
“You mean THESE ones?”
Normally, Martin didn’t allow himself to get this... well. Ridiculous would be the immediate word that came to mind. But seeing as Jefferson was also enjoying himself, no doubt out flirting at their stop--Where were they, again? Some place both Jefferson and Sara could have a flirting competition, he could feel that much--that meant both he and Martin were, essentially, drinking as one.
Double the intoxication, it seemed.
The Professor went slightly cross-eyed as he surveyed the lenses, taking a moment to deduce they were, in fact, his, before fumbling to put them upon his nose.
“I don’t know what I would do without you, Mister Snart.” he lamented in thanks.
shit its way later than i planned and i need to go to bed because work tomorrow. this is why i dislike having 2 days off in a row i forget about things like time
@coldnofeelings
“Mister Snart--good. I believe I’ve misplaced my glasses.”
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so true lol i only know two of your muses that are in the same fandom as mine so i’m fine with either of them. though ngl the concept of the two old men is very intriguing to explore ffff
if you’re on about shipping with martin i’m fuckin down i mean depending on who you’re thinking about shipping with him with
coldnofeelings replied to your post: y’all into that wishlist kiss lets fuckin do it
i don’t insta-ship but the only way i see this happening is if both muses are drunk af lol
lets get fuckin wasted i normally only insta-ship with people i know XD but it’s one of those mood-y nights you feel???
y’all into that wishlist kiss lets fuckin do it
no offense but the soft uncertain kiss followed by a pause where the people look each other in the eyes and then fucking pull eachother back into a more passionate kiss will always be the most soul destroying trope , catch me lying on the fucking ground sobbing and rewatching The Scene™✌🏼✌🏼✌🏼
vellichormuses:
“Listen to me!” Branwyn spoke sternly, but not threateningly; it was what she’d started to think of as her Inquisitor voice. Commanding, not cruel. She gestured with her shield; best not to raise her sword just yet. “We don’t want to hurt you. We only came to talk, to—to offer our aid. We heard a shapeshifting mage lived alone out here. It can’t be an easy life; the Inquisition could help. I could help. Lower your weapons, and we’ll lower ours!”
So many words. Words he didn’t understand, some he did, things that did make sense and then some that did. But it neitherwise mattered because they had weapons just like everyone else had weapons and that meant they were going to try to hurt him like everyone else.
Didn’t it?
“You first.”
( starter call for anyone because ya boi is in need of some shippy nonsense please )
Send me ✵ to catch my muse under the mistletoe!
i love your cat
you better
he stopped dropping turd bombs by the way
@seulerose YOU LITTLE SHIT YOU UNFOLLOWED ME?!
i, who so helpfully dragged my ass out to an uber to where you lived, to drag you to my place to pet my cat...
@couldntbcloved | liked for a starter from cillan ahd’ashar
“Didn’ call no spirit, me.”
( starter call : jack bradley )