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it’s the moment of truth

                                    and the moment to lie

it’s the moment to live

                                  and the moment to die

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important !!

so i’m gonna work on moving spencer to a new blog uvu!

i’ll reblog the promo and stuff here when i’m done but as for now, this blog is an archive !!

all current relationships will transfer, but character tags/ship tags will be done later.

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Go on Anon and Attempt to make My Muse cry! Use what you know against them, tell them things they are sure to believe and Make them Break Down into TEARS. Any Muses I ship Mine with, Including Muses who are Good friends of Mine, are Welcome to come Console them afterwards..

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his grip on her tightens slightly, eyes shutting as his head drops.  he hates feeling this vulnerable.  he shoudn’t be so scared, this was his choice.  and yet, he was scared out of his wits to go back, even though he knew it was what he had signed up for.  he just hadn’t expected to have anything tying him down, didn’t expect to have a reason to survive and come back.

but he did, and maybe that was what scared him.  he hadn’t ever thought about the fact that his death would affect other people.  he hadn’t spoken to his family in god knows how long, and he’d almost forgotten that they’d be devastated to lose their only child.  and his heart was breaking because he had people who’d care if he died, and that was what scared him.  he was scared of letting them care.  and without realizing it, he’d begun to cry.

     “’m not– ‘m not goin’ to be surprised–” her voice wavered, as more tears began to spill over, and she had to choke back a sob. “I wouldn’t have asked ya to not leave if I wasn’t used to people leavin’ in the first place. ‘ve had a lot of people die on me.” she tries her best to keep the anger at those from her past out of her tone– it’s not his fault people are dead. It’s not his fault he’s the next person to go away. 

When he says that he’s scared, her hands move from the front of his shirt to wrap around his shoulders as tight as she could. They’re both scared, both terrified, she imagines, but she wants to comfort him the best she can. “You’ll be alright…” she’s not sure about that– honestly she isn’t, but she wants to try and comfort him. “’m scared too– but I know you’ll be alright.” there’s a kiss pressed to his cheek before she buries her face in his shoulder. Honestly, Edwin felt useless right now– useless to keep him safe, useless to make sure that he didn’t feel scared. “I’ll be with ya– even when you’re far away. ‘m goin’ to be with ya.”

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important !!

so i’m gonna work on moving spencer to a new blog uvu!

i’ll reblog the promo and stuff here when i’m done but as for now, this blog is an archive !!

all current relationships will transfer, but character tags/ship tags will be done later.

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Bob's Burgers {Sentence Starters}

"Your room looks like it was decorated by a perverted jockey."

"Then I won't bring your credit card- which I cut into a ninja star!"

"All I've been is super nice to you, and this is the thanks I get?"

"She deserves a special party this year."

"So, you're not going to get revenge today?"

"No one sheds like this family, it's like a bunch of Chewbaccas."

"I love bed and breakfasts. They're so quaint."

"I'm sorry, baby. Shush, I didn't mean it, baby."

"I'll see you, in hell, _____! I WILL SEE YOU IN HELL!"

"When you say that, I feel like you're trying to hurt my feelings."

"Oh my god! Why do you talk so SLOW?!"

"Wow, that resolved nothing. Let's rewind, shall we?"

"I hope they're using protection, because I am not taking care of that baby."

"I will punch you. Again, and again, and again, and-"

"When I die, I want you to cremate me and throw my ashes in _________'s face."

"If you're not real, how come I feel this way?"

"No one's in this pot. Go away. I am the spaghetti."

"I'm no hero. I put my bra on one boob at a time like everyone else."

"This is the very thing I was trying to prevent."

"I am a smart, strong, sensual woman."

"I'm gonna marry that man. I wanna be rich!"

"If you believe you're beautiful, you will be. I did."

"I want that on my tombstone. Seriously, I do."

"Your ass is grass, and I'm gonna mow it."

"I don't know if I told you this, but I had a horrible childhood."

"Yeah, I'm sorry about the pizzas. What d'you want instead?"

"I don't need a boy to pay attention to me. I'll pay attention to myself."

"No one who had a great childhood stands like that."

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‘n-no, you’re f-fine.’  she muttered, shaking her head as she stood, hiding her hands below the counter.  ‘’b-books about c-chemistry are i-in the sc-science section, t-that way.’  a shaking hand pointed towards several rows of shelves.  ‘w-would you like m-me to show y-you where?’

      “Fuck– sorry, I didn’t mean to startle ya!” quick to stoop down to try and help her pick up the book– offering a sheepish grin when she realizes that she wasn’t fast enough. “’m a li’l too loud for my own good– ‘m real sorry. As for the book– ‘m lookin’ for chemical bonds? Though if ya don’t have that, ‘m sure general things would help too!” 

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it hurts to know that he’s the one who’s made her cry, who’s hurting her like this, and he can’t do anything to stop it.  he sighs softly, closing his eyes as he felt himself shaking.  it’s hard to know for certain.  coming back is a long ways away, while leaving is just a few days away.  it’s truly terrifying, to leave the familiarity of life behind just to risk losing everything.  ‘...i-i know....a-and i’ll try, but.....’  he has to accept the fact that he might die, and she has to accept it too.

‘......i-it’s something that could happen a-and i......i-i just....d-don’t want it to be a surprise if it happens, y-y’know?’  he manages, voice trembling and he curses himself for not being stronger, for not being able to hide the fact that he’s scared, or that he’s crying.  he doesn’t want to leave her all alone like that, doesn’t want to think about how painful it would be.  ‘.....’m scared.’  he manages, voice barely a whisper.  he’s scared to leave her, scared to go back, scared to die, but maybe most of all, he’s scared of living.

      It’s almost too much– to hear that he might not come back to her. It’s too close to home. It’s too much of a reminder that so many people have left her and when she finally put so much trust in someone, he was going to leave too, and there was a good chance of him not coming back to her. With that, she clings to him. Hands clutching the fabric of his shirt, knuckles white, fingers trembling as she buries her face in his chest and refuses to look up. Not yet, not now when she’s certain she’ll burst into tears. 

“Don’t say that.” her voice is strangled, throat closing with her emotions, eyes squeezed shut as she tried to will away the tears. “You’ll come back.” trying to force herself to believe this, trying to keep her faith in him. “I know you’ll come back. You’ll come back in a few years, ‘nd you’ll come back alright ‘nd we’ll be together again.” she feels like a kid again– clinging to her mother’s skirt when she was about to leave for the market, afraid that she wouldn’t come back– thinking that if she simply held on long enough her mother either wouldn’t leave or would bring her with her. “Don’t talk ‘bout maybe not comin’ back– just focus on gettin’ back.” 

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at the sudden exclamation, she jumps, her book falling from small hands with a loud thud.  shakily, she bends down to pick it up before responding to the blonde.  ‘a-ah, d-do you need b-b-books on any p-particular type of c-chemistry?  o-or just in g-general?’

      “Yeah!” quick to check herself– Edwin remembering that this was a library and her normally loud tone of voice probably wouldn’t fly here. Dropping her volume to what was a soft voice to her, but a normal voice for most other people. “Sorry ‘bout that– I gotta do some research on chemistry for my class, you got any books here that would be good for that?” 

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over active senses made her nearly hyper aware of her surroundings, head turning up at the nearly inaudible footsteps of the stranger towards her.  ‘....c-can i help you?’  tone demure and voice quiet, she has a tight grip on her book, her fear of dropping it almost as great as her dislike of interaction.

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wants to do things with fem!spencer

realizes that it’ll probably be ignored

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when someone comes in your room without knocking

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Send me a 💋+a URL on anonymous and my muse will kiss their muse

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“ don’t leave ”

those two words are spoken in such a way that he can feel his heart break.  it’s not like he really wants to go, but he made his choice, and he has to.  besides, maybe he won’t be gone that long this time.  ‘....if i could stay, i would.’  he mutters, resting his head on hers with a sigh.  he’d much rather stay there, holding her, not thousands of miles away where stepping in the wrong spot could mean his death.  ‘....i promise i’ll try and write as often as i can, okay?’  he says, offering a sad smile, kissing her forehead.  there’s an unspoken promise of his return, but a sinking feeling in his stomach makes him wish he’d never promised her that.

‘....you know......there’s a chance that....i might not....come back.’  his grip on her tightens slightly, throat closing as he spoke.  saying it out loud made it all the more real, and all the more terrifying.  he could die over there, and he wouldn’t ever see her again, and that scared him.    ‘....just.....don’t be too upset....if i don’t come back, okay?’  his voice is breaking slightly and the fear begins to settle in.  he doesn’t want to die, he just wants to come home and stay home.  ‘....i-i mean, i’ll come back, but.....i-i might not.’  he’s scared, and that makes him want to go even less than he did before.   ‘....i love you.’  if this was the last time he spoke to her, it might as well be the truth.

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may contain spoilers.

❛ whatever you say, darling! ❜

❛ understand the palm of my hand, bitch. ❜ 

❛ maybe we should start with a little, you know, making out and see where it goes from there. ❜ 

❛ what did you do?!  ❜ 

❛ jesus hot sauce christmas cake. ❜ 

❛ i suspect that SOMEONE is not being entirely honest with me… ❜ 

❛ i know you’re all probably worried about me. ❜ 

❛ wait a second, are you saying we should break in? ❜ 

❛ i don’t think it’s breaking in if you own the place. ❜

❛ maybe if we’re lucky, she’ll follow us out here and get eaten by a bear. ❜

❛ let’s party like we’re fucking porn stars! ❜

❛ do you intend to continue with this elaborate self indulgence? ❜

❛ you want to ruin our fun that bad? well, guess what? you can’t! you can’t ruin our good time. _______ and i are gonna fuck! that’s right! we’re gonna have sex! and it’s going to be hot! so enjoy it, because we will! ❜

❛ you couldn’t buy a loaf of moldy bread with your skanky ass. ❜

❛ that bitch is on crack or something. ❜

❛ i didn’t really figure you for the glass half empty type. ❜

❛ stay out of it, you dumb oaf. ❜

❛ when are you gonna take him/her/them to the bone zone? ❜

❛ get away! get away from me! ❜

❛ you just won’t listen to me, and things seem pretty fucked up. ❜ 

❛ you had so many people who cared about you, who were willing to help, but at every turn you chose to push them away. and now you’re all alone. ❜

❛ no, no, no, not again! ❜

❛ you are a coward! ❜

❛ i don’t take orders from you. you can’t tell me what to do. ❜

❛ okay, i trust you. i trust you. ❜

❛ why didn’t you save me, ______? ❜

❛ come on, it’s okay. ❜

❛ are you sure? ❜

❛ well, i’m not dead yet. ❜

❛ it’s freezing, i can’t feel my fingers. ❜

❛ i’d like to focus on how we’re going to get the fuck out of here, please. ❜

❛ it doesn’t hurt anymore. really. ❜

❛ fuck, i can’t do this. ❜

❛ you did the right thing. ❜

❛ no, there’s no excuse. there’s no excuse for this! ❜

Until Dawn Sentence Starters Pt 1

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musingmemes:

two word starters

“ don’t stop ”

“ please don’t ”

“ don’t shoot ”

“ give it ”

“ shut up ”

“ damn it! ”

“ stop it! ”

“ you’re crazy ”

“ that’s insane ”

“ get out! ”

“ don’t leave ”

“ i’m tired ”

“ that’s bad ”

“ be honest ”

“ be careful ”

“ be nice ”

“ you’re wrong ”

“ go home ”

“ watch it ”

“ fuck me ”

“ kiss me ”

“ we can’t… ”

“ we shouldn’t… ”

“ you’re perfect ”

“ that’s awful ”