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“That’s doable.”

Truth or dare?

“Dare me.”

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Truth or dare?

“Dare me.”

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Truth: is there something you want to do right now that you're not doing?

“Sleep. Or going out on a date.”

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"Usually about its size, or they put their hands up and say, 'ma'am please don't shoot me'. Something along those lines." She grinned, sharp.

The New Guy

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“That it is. Though that’s not usually the first comment we get out of newcomers.”

Eli turned to the woman speaking, a lovely lass with gorgeous red hair, and gave her a raised eyebrow, and a grin. “Oh? What do people usually say when they arrive?”

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Send a list of what you think the section headers of my muse’s wikipedia article would be.

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[text: Tony]: I already told you Im not into sex. Leave me alone before I make you leave me alone.

[text: Tony]: Oops. Wrong number. Sorry shellhead

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Texting Meme:

Send me ☺ for a loving/affectionate text

Send me  ♣ for a drunk text

Send me ♥ for a sexual/naughty text

Send me !! for a threatening text

Send me ☼ for a morning text

Send me ?? for a strange/vague text

Send me ► for a text not meant for you

Send me ↕ for a scared/worried text

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“That it is. Though that’s not usually the first comment we get out of newcomers.”

The New Guy

“Wow… This campus is beautiful!”

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FMK: Wade Wilson, Carol Danvers, Frank Castle.

“I only know Colonel Danvers by reputation - which includes how highly Steve speaks of her. So I’ll fuck her. Wade Wilson I don’t know at all, so I’ll kill him. I get along just fine with Castle, so he’s my choice to marry.”

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send € for my muse to break down in tears in front of yours.

scenario up to mun.

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Send my muse three names, and they'll have to choose who to "Marry","Fuck"or "Kill".

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If my muse was in a cult, who/what would they worship?

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Send a ♡ to hear how my character would tell your character that they loved them without actually using the word "love."

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Peer into my muse's memories

❤️- A happy memory that makes them smile

💙- A sad memory that makes them cry

💛- A memory that makes them feel angry

💚- A memory that makes them feel guilty

💜- A memory about one of their loved ones, happy or sad

💔- A memory that leaves them feeling lonely

❣- A memory that leaves them laughing

💕- A memory about their significant other

💞- A memory about their children

💓- A memory about their friends

💗- A memory about a good deed they did

💖- A memory that made them feel special

💝- A memory that made them feel loved

💘- A memory that gets their heart pounding

💟- Wildcard!!!

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cell phone headcanons

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send me ”#” for cell phone headcanons about our muses including:                              - what your muse’s name is in mine’s phone                              - what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone                              - what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone                              - my muse’s last text to your muse

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‘’Yes I do, Ms. Romanoff.’’ He said as he tried to keep his nervousness from showing. Despite all the time he put in preparing for this he couldn’t help it. This was very important to him as asking for help meant revealing his secret to more people. Something he wasn’t very fond of. In fact the less people knew about it the better. But if he wanted her help he needed to be honest with her.

‘’Because I need someone with patience. A lot of it.’’ Jeremy bit his lip before taking a deep but silent breath. ‘’Someone who can help me despite my -’’ What was he supposed to call it? It was certainly not an ability. Perhaps a handicap? ‘’I don’t know what to call it. But it’s something that, if you’d accept my request, should know.’’

Jeremy was prepared for everything and that’s why he pulled a piece of paper out of his backpack. He tried to tear it apart but as expected it didn’t work. Jeremy walked closer to her so he could hand her the piece of paper. ‘’I, I can’t damage or break things.’’ Jeremy explained with a shaky voice. ‘’And it’s not just that. Instead of hurting people, I heal them.’’

‘’I need someone who can help me despite all that. And I hoped that you could help me, Ms. Romanoff.’’

While the student spoke, Natasha could tell, easily, how nervous (and maybe afraid) he was. She braced herself for anything, including an attack, but got exactly the opposite of: an inability to hurt. The first thing she wanted to say was forget about it: she was a teacher, not a miracle worker. But, this boy had come to her, specifically, for help, and to turn him down because he’d be hard to teach would be selfish and lazy – two things Natasha Romanoff was anything but.

To make absolutely sure she was not being lied to, her hand snapped fast as lightning to take the paper, and ripped it easily. Her green eyes flicked up to his, a longer moment to analyze him, then she balled up the paper and shoved it in her pocket. Liho would probably want to play with it.

“Have you tried shooting?” she asked, going straight to business. “You’ll just be pulling the trigger of the gun– the real damage will come from the bullet.”

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