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@wildchildcollette
“So I either need to aggressively make out with someone, like, right now or punch a couple holes through my wall. Actually, I might just do both.”
Watching the boy for a moment, she rolled her eyes. “Fuck it.” Moving towards him, she pushed him up against the closet wall, pulling him into a kiss.
M!A List:
This list came from magicnonnie:
Love: Muse will be in Love with (Anon decides) for 1 Days
Cough: Muse will be ill for 4 Hours
Remember: Muse will suffer Memory Loss for 1 Days
Gas: Muse will have hallucinogenic imaginary sights for one day.
Beer: Muse will talk like a Drunk, lasts 2 Hours
Exorcism: A demon will possess my muse for 3 hours
Feels: Muse will be obsessed with an event or something that will cause them to express related emotions (Anon decides) for 2 hours
Phobia: Muse is terribly afraid of something or someone (Anon specifies) for 3 hours
Lurk: Muse will follow ______(Anon can specify who or what) for 4 hours
Answer: Muse will have to answer anything that is asked of him/her truthfully, lasts 4 hours
Silence: Muse cannot speak, lasts for an hour
Noise: Muse will say everything they think, lasts for a day
Boxers: Muse will run around in Underwear for (Anon decides)
Project: Muse will become obsessed with completing a project (Anon specifies) for 2 hours
Command: Muse has to take commands by the next _______ people in their ask (Anon specifies) for 5 hours
Obsession: Muse will be obsessed with ______ (Anon specifies) for the next 7 hours.
Reverse: Muse’s personality will be extremely opposite for (Anon decides)
Character: Muse thinks they are (Anon specifies another character) for 5 hours
Power: Muse gains _______ (Anon specifies) as a power for 3 hours
Confess: Muse has to confess something they think of or feel toward anyone they speak to each time they speak to them for the next 5 hours
Slave: Muse becomes a maid or butler to _______ (Anon decides) for 4 hours
Gone: Muse loses _____ (Mun decides something or someone important) for 6 hours
Kiss: Muse wants to kiss everyone in their inbox for the next hour
Egg: Muse finds a large egg and does not know what to do with it for 3 hours
Klutz: Muse becomes extremely klutzy for 10 hours
Split: Muse splits into two versions of themselves for 2 hours
Stalk: Muse thinks they are being stalked for (Anon decides)
Nightmare: Muse is plagued with horrific images and scenes both in sleeping and in waking for a day
Paranoia: Muse becomes extremely paranoid about (Anon specifies what and for how long)
Infatuation: Muse becomes /madly/ in love with the next person they see on their dashboard for 1 day
Baby: Muse finds a baby at their doorstep and has to take care of it for (Anon decides)
Combustion: Muse has the ability to spontaneously combust without getting hurt for 2 hours
Hallucination: Muse sees things for (Anon decides)
Alarm: Muse keeps hearing an alarm go off but cannot figure out where for the next 3 hours
NSFW: Muse is naked and any clothes they try to put on or objects to cover up turn invisible for (Anon decides)
AU: Muse thinks they are in an Alternate Universe with little recollection of their own universe for 3 hours
Name: Muse gets an orgasm every time they hear their name or any manner of nickname for (Anon decides)
"Of course! I also buy you this, you will very much enjoy this gift!" Reaching into his bag, Nikolas’ eyebrows furrowed a moment until he found what he was looking for. Letting out an ‘aha!’ he finally grabbed it, pulling out a fur cap. Reaching out, he stuck it on her head. "For cold winters, it is real bear! Very warm, da?"
"I buy gifts for all my new friends here!"
"You didnt have to buy me anything. Really." Still, she shifted on her feet trying to see what he was talking about before he finally pulled it out. Looking it over for the few seconds that he had it before he moved to place it on her head, she loosely remembered him wearing something similar. Laughing as she nodded, she moved to touch it. "Yes. It is very warm. Thank you. Really, I'm a big fan of fur, actually."
"You don't have t-... I'm your friend? I mean, you are my friend?"
Letting out a soft chuckle, Nikolas reached into his leather sidebag, pulling out a chocolate bar. “I buy one just for you! It is walnut chocolate, very good!”
Smiling as he reached in his bag and pulled out a chocolate bar, she took it quickly looking it over before back up at him. "You bought it just for me? Really?"
"Ah, D’isigny, it is good to be back! Greetings from Rossiya, I bring chocolates from home!"
Oh yay woo, you are back. Gimmie the chocolate.
"I’m not saying you are. I’m saying it’s the regrets afterwards that are killer." He stood there sort of scoffing at her trying to tell him that he was wanted. "I don’t have a shit best friend. She’s just being a bit shitty to herself." he told her with a frown. When she began to cry he internally panicked. He blinked at her for a few minutes before hesitantly doing what people were ‘supposed’ to do when someone was upset. He moved forward and hugged her like he was by his foster mom. "Shut up. You’re crying so you clearly have something in there." Fuck he was not cut out for this.
"What regrets?" She mumbled but idnt have the power behind the words that she wanted. "I dont know how else to be." It was honest and her voice broke as she finally admitted it. Wrapping her arms around him tightly, she buried her face against his chest letting out a quick and painful sob. "Its easier when there is nothing in there." She didnt like crying or feeling weak but she couldnt seem to figure out how to constantly be cold without the eventual breakdown though usually they were in the safety of her room.
rlittlemiss-wendydarling:
I mean, I think he was very influential as a writer, and he ight be someone else’s favorite. But, personally, I do feel there are so many better ones that could be studied. Either way, I guess our professors do deem him important enough to know.
He is only seen as influential because from an early age he was praised as one of the best american poets of his time based on his use of rural settings. Still doesnt make his poetry anything more than boring words about butterflies and grassy paths.
I am not certain that I would classify him as my favorite but, I do feel that it is necessary to know about him. I mean, he was a major writer in his time.
It's just irritating. He isn't a great writer and I'm tired of reading about two roads in the woods and how apparently taking the road less traveled makes you better than the person taking the road well beaten.
Moodboard: Stitch and Collette Friendship
"Funny that. We don’t when we get the fuck. But after you start to realize what a jackass people are." he said "You want to be wanted for a fuck by people you don’t even know? Well then I misjudged you the first day we met." he said frowning now, no longer un-phased by her words. "Yeah it was shit, I was lucky my foster parents decided to keep me out of some sort of pity. You want to be labelled a shit person? Because I don’t need that shit since you are my best friend." when her shoulders sagged and she gave in he let his own tense shoulders fall and the frown disappeared "You don’t need him to feel something."
"I only want the fuck. I dont want relationships or cuddling. I dont want to be someones anything, okay. Boys are easy. They are rough and quick and there arent feeling involved and they are what my parents would want. Maybe you did and thats not on me. You just believed what you wanted." She could feel the lump in her throat growing, the pain of un-spilled tears burning her eyes. "I doubt they kept you out of pity, Stitch. You are kind of amazing and you are right, you dont need a shit best friend." Biting her bottom lip painfully, she sniffled before letting out a faltered breath, feeling the first of the tears. "I do. I,.... at best I feel barely present. Like I'm just here. The Wilson clan produces ghosts of children. Just ask my sister."
Keep staring and you’ll lose the ability to see.
Sorry... you are just really gorgeous.
Who the hell’s Robert Frost?
God Danny boy, did the tutors mom and dad hire not teach you anything? He was a poet.
Grumbling, Shenzi frowned as she tapped her pen incessantly against her notebook. Look, I just started here so can we bring it back a little—who the hell is Robert Frost?
"Sorry, not my problem you just got here. You still have to know the curriculum and I got shafted into helping you." Looking up from her own paper, she rolled her eyes. "A poet. A shit poet but still a poet. Ever heard of The Road Not Taken?"
Nature’s first green is gold,her hardest hue to hold. His works pretty good,you should give him a try.
I prefer Keats or Ginsberg. And yes, I am aware that Ginsberg thought Frost was an entrepreneur in poetry but that's probably because he didnt fully realize the impact of his own work.
Who even needs to know about Robert Frost? Is he even anyone favorite?
"I don’t know him? He steals from this floor all the time, different girl every week once a week. Probabl jacks it all the other days. I do know him. He’s a jackass. But I’m not the problem here." He ignored the bruise he was going to have and the scratch marks which now marred his arms. He’d had worse. "You are wanted. Wanted as in people who don’t want to fuck you and dump you. Sex with people is meaningless unless there’s an attachment. Trust me, I’d know. If you want to talk about wanted ask me about my parents. Haven’t told you they left me for dead did I? Wanted means very different things to you and I and attacking me for wanting to help is pretty shit of you Collette. I thought you were my best friend." there he’d finally admitted she was his best friend. He just hoped it wasn’t for nothing.
"Well he is interesting and funny and wanted me so I dont see the problem." Scoffing at his next words, she rolled her eyes trying to ignore him. He could say she was wanted all he wanted, she didnt feel it. Fuck, even that other guy couldnt make her feel anything more than hollow. "Well maybe wanted by people that only want to fuck me is the only way I want to be wanted. Did you think of that?" She didnt want to have this discussion with him right now, especially not about this subject but she couldnt help but frown as he spoke of his parents. "Im sorry Stitch. Thats a real shit thing." Still, it was quickly taken back to anger as she shrugged. "Well I'm a real shit person. Wait..... I'm your best friend?" Her demeanor changed, her shoulders sagging as she looked down at the floor. "He is a jackass. I just thought I'd feel something... anything."
