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Read the Bios folks.

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color-coded starter call!

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to interact ;;

like this for a starter

mssg me to plot

tag me in a starter

send me an askbox meme

check out my opens

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Sing for us

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my boot-scootin’ baby is drivin’ me crazy my obsession from a western my dancefloor date my

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in this house we respect hetero ships 

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Send “sounds” for our muses to hear strange noises coming from somewhere in the building.

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i was experimenting with face styles and stuff and ultimately… country wife came out of it because WHEN have i drawn anyone else !

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There’s a personal place in heaven     ….                           For someone who has already experienced their own personal

                       H E L L

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HC ;; Sexuality & Relationships

Kate is bisexual. 

Despite this, she has very little experience with women. Maybe the occasional drunken kiss or giggly touch. It’s part of how she was raised, not really knowing much about sexuality and having no one to teach her. Despite this, she is aware that she’s attracted to women, she’s just never explored it.

She has more experience with men. Has dated them and slept with them. Kate’s always been a little bit flighty. Her longest relationship only lasted a few months during high school. She’s had her fair share of one night stands and quick flights of fancy, but never anything truly serious. 

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the  doctor's  mori    ➟   survivor  +  killer  perspective

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HC ;; Hair

Kate usually called her hair color strawberry blond, but it varied. She’d never dyed it and always treated her curls well. It just changed all the time, all by itself. The more time Kate spends in the sun, the blonder her hair grows. In the entity’s realm, where it’s always dark, it heads more towards red. 

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Inspired by a poem written by @namibulous which was so thoroughly creepy and delightful that I couldn’t get it out of my head, and had to set it to the appropriate music. The result is kind of folksong, kind of lullaby.

Enjoy!!

Text: 

Hunt not in a woods where the leaves may change, Not by the seasons, but erratic and strange.

Visions of colors in a painted display, It muddles the truth of the natural way.

Flee the mirage, and all that you see, Flee yonder prison of irony.

Escape from the violets and blues and the gold, O how it binds you, swept up in its hold.

Seduced to indulgence, allure with that might, Like the drink that shall spoil a drunkard’s good night.

Before you are stole by a beautiful glow, My friend, do take leave as soon as you know.

Hunt not in those woods, abet not its scorn, For the song that comes next is a fell warhorn.

There is no more time, you may think there be, Youth bellies no fears, no mortality.

But then comes the time in any man’s life, Where he learns that his years may belong to the knife.

Dancing like sunshine from treetops above, They’ll strike neither softly, nor sweetly thereof.

If you came there alone, perhaps you won’t know, Perhaps it’s a mercy, the long sleep you’ll go.

Yet if you brought men, a hound or a page, Pray that your death is the first to assuage.

I can’t tell you what happens, no mortal man could, And yet know that I share not a single falsehood.

Quite frankly, my friend, I care not to befool, I care not for fables, you know me uncruel.

Bring all your caution, but heed all of mine, Make thee no widows, give death none to dine.

Hunt not in a woods where you never may leave, Lay down your pride, it’s time to believe.

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Send “Shield” for my muse’s reaction to yours placing themselves between my muse and danger.

Send “sword” for my muse to put themselves between your muse and danger. 

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                                                      —home seems so far away.