drunkenworgen

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a character who isn't used to being cared for or treated kindly being gently and tenderly cared for for the first time in years or maybe ever. save me

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(muggsyandfriends) Muggsy in 3C

Expression meme thing!

(Accepting!)

( @muggsyandfriends )

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Gonna try to get to asks and what not later tonight, after I see how long Diablo will stay connected. (Weather is clearing up, so hopefully it’ll work better today.)

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I want her nervous system to know what safety feels like...

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WHY AREN’T WE INTERACTING?

recently i’ve noticed that the rpc seems to have trouble interacting with eachother–and i’ve seen a few of these memes go around, but i thought i’d make another!

❓ — i’m unfamiliar with your muse(s). 😟 — you intimidate me a lot. 📂 — you don’t reblog a lot of memes, and i usually interact through memes. 💡 — you don’t post a lot of opens, and i usually interact through opens. ⌚ — i honestly haven’t gotten around to it yet. 💔 — i ship our muses, and i’m worried that’ll upset you. 📜 — i’m a little intimidated by your writing length/style/formatting. 💤 — you followed me first and i’m waiting for you to make the first move. 🗣️ — i don’t have any ideas for plots readily available. ☀️ — i’ve sent memes/messages to you before, but you ignored them.

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“The Girl and the Raven” by Amy Haslehurst

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still life by Louis Rakovich

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Gin refuses to use “Lord” and “Lady” in any tone but sarcastic.

Unless you’re her partner, then she might use it in private. Wink wonk.

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Send, "You have to eat." for sender to try to force receiver to eat something.

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(Very distant Gilnean cackling.)

Guess who got mail! It’s Deuce! Smells sweet, like candy. That’s weird. Opening the package, he’d find a bag of gummy dicks. They’re candy penises. What the fuck. Why?

How this package had found its way directly into his hands via courier versus into his public box, Deuce was not entirely sure. He had recently been lying low, and the arrival of a parcel had certainly set off some alarm bells. But when asked, the courier was honest: the box was from Gin.

With those words, Deuce visibly relaxed, though he still looked over the box as usual for tampering or anything else he should be aware of. During his brief investigation, he caught a whiff of something sweet and sugary.

His curiosity got the best of him. Deuce tore open the top of the box and was greeted with a bag of gummy candy. On closer inspection, they were, in fact, suspiciously phallic shaped.

Deuce pulled a face, a look that with blinking eyes and pressed in brows, spoke of a deep confusion. But after a moment of considering, he snorted. He had no reason to believe this package was not from Gin. She had a bit of mischief and chaos in her, after all.

"Now, the question is," he hummed to himself. "Is this a mere prank, or is she trying to send me a message?"

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Anonymously tell me what you want to see happen to my muse.

May she develop new friendships!

Anonymously tell me what you want to see happen to my muse.

(Accepting!)

Gin does not trust easily. If someone can stick around long enough to find the crack in her self-built wall, they will find a friend that will defend them to the death. However, she also believes that Azeroth tends to rip those she cares about away from her in the worst possible ways, and it takes a lot for her to want to let new people in her life.

Which I think is why one of her best friends is undead - he’s really hard to kill again.

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Anonymously tell me what you want to see happen to my muse.

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The night the Moon was devoured. | Edge of Darkness

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Are we allowed to draw Gin?

Absolutely! I love when people draw my dumbass!

I have art tagged under #visage if references are needed, as well as this Drive of art of her if you need references. (Fair warning, there is a piece showing off the brand on her back, and you can see some boob.)

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Stop shaming people for their body count

Who cares how many people she's killed so long as you love her and she looks pretty with blood on her face.