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i want to do an arr pee so bad but I've already worked 10 hours of overtime this week and i'm gonna do more tomorrow and im pouting about it

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i want someone to write a sleep token kinda romance with me.

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i have to change my url fucking right now holy shit

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shows up four months late. hi.

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sighing and drawing lil hearts around banisher au devon.

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— clarice lispector, the stream of life

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Jonny Bolduc, Ending

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"do you seriously think you're above the rules" the stupid ones yeah

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🐝  *  ―  𝑪𝑶𝑪𝑲𝑻𝑨𝑰𝑳 𝑸𝑼𝑰𝒁. ( send one or multiple of these to learn a little more about my muse(s). )

[ mai tai ]  if they could have any superpower in the world, what would they choose? [ white russian ]  what would they do if they won the lottery? [ grasshopper ]  what / who would they dress up as for halloween? [ tequila sunrise ]  how would they spend their perfect day? [ californication ]  what do they think is their greatest achievement in life? [ caipirinha ]  if they could change one thing about themself, what would it be? [ painkiller ]  what is their greatest regret? [ moscow mule ]  if they could travel through time, where would they go? [ dry martini ]  what is the most embarrassing thing that has ever happened to them? [ tom collins ]  which living person would they most want to meet? [ greyhound ]  if they could have a dinner with just one person ( dead or alive ) who would they choose? [ planter's punch ]  how long does it take to befriend them? [ sangria ]  do they have any special routines they follow every single day? if yes, which? [ whiskey sour ]  what is the biggest lie they ever told someone? [ zombie ] do they believe in life after death? [ margarita ]  what are their biggest pet peeves? [ mojito ]  what is one goal they are working towards? [ appletini ]  who do they consider the most important person in their life? why? [ cosmopolitan ]  what is their happiest memory ever? [ gin tonic ]  who influenced them the most? [ bloody mary ]  what would they do if they only had one week left to live? [ manhattan ]  where would they like to travel the most? [ old fashioned ]  what would their adult self tell their kid self if they could go back in time? [ blue lagoon ]  how do they typically react when faced with something they fear? [ sidecar ]  what type of person are they most likely drawn to? [ negroni ]  what is one piece of advice they would give others? [ hurricane ]  which song describes them the most? why? [ sex on the beach ]  what do they consider red flags in a relationship? [ mimosa ]  which incident shaped them the most? [ long island iced tea ]  if they had the chance to redo their life, what would they do differently the second time around? [ mint julep ]  which was their dream job as a kid? [ singapore sling ]  how do they react to disappointments? [ alexander ]  what would they do with one million dollars / euros / pounds / whatever currency they use? [ screwdriver ]  which habit do they wish they could get rid of? [ gin fizz ]  do they consider a glass half-full or half-empty? [ aperol spritz ]  which is one thing they still think about a lot? [ piña colada ]  how do they show affection? [ swimming pool ]  what is the most important lesson they've learned in recent years? [ b52 ]  how would they describe themselves in as few words as possible? [ daiquiri ]  do they believe in true love? why or why not?

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thank goodness we’re alive and safe and whole sex. that was terrible, I’m so glad you’re still here sex. we got through today and it hurt, let’s just love each other now sex. 'we are alive alive alive alive alive' sex. yeah

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truly i am gods saddest, wettest little meow meow because all of the canon muses i want to play are from HIGHLY NICHE media with little to no rpers.

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i am going to post at least one more profile a day this weekend. i am.

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rowan & amity: "will you help me" (tell me about this boyyyyyy)

he frowned. "this isn't a thing i can help you with, boss."

amity scowled. it was cute, in a pinched, hbic kinda way. rowan shifted where he sat, crosslegged on the counter, watching amity as she trained. or tried to, anyway. she wasn't doing very well.

"you've been a death guy--"

"moros."

"--whatever. for like a decade, yeah?" when he nodded, she continued. "then why won't you help me?"

rowan shook his head. "i told you, it's not that i won't, it's that i can't."

she crossed her arms, one foot tapping. clearly, she wanted him to continue. with a sigh, he hopped off the counter, socked feet against slick hardwood. "you said you do law." she nodded. "so you do a lot of speaking, right? you did debate or speech club or whatever in high school, right?"

"i don't see where you're going with this, but yes."

"you ever do tongue twisters?"

"...pardon?"

he gave her a look. "y'know, tongue twisters. like, sally sells seashells bullshit."

"i mean, i guess."

"so you know that thinking about it makes it harder to do. you can't think too hard about the phrase, or you'll fuck the whole thing up."

amity shifted her weight. "i mean, i never faced that problem myself," she said, fidgeting with the chain at her neck. he fixed her with a look. "alright, so you're saying that's my problem, then?"

he nodded again. "i saw you back at that house. you were just trying too hard. you gotta stop thinking about it and just do it."

"yes, well. this doesn't exactly come easily to the rest of us."

one dark eyebrow lifted. "you think this came easy to me."

she gestured. "you saw me at the house. i saw you."

rowan nodded, slipping his hands into his pockets. "alright, fair," he said, turning back to take his seat. "but i'm ten years up on you, boss. it takes work to make it look this easy." he hopped back onto the counter, letting his heels bounce against the bottom. "and i'm a moros. you aren't. you wanna get good, you gotta put in the work."

"i'm trying."

amity opened her mouth, then closed it again. bingo. instead, she blew a stray strand of hair from her face. "well, how long did it take *you* then?"

"me?" he chewed on a thumbnail. "to do that? seven months."

her eyebrows shot up. "seven months?"

he nodded. "i didn't have anybody to show me. my awakening was... bad. i was really isolated for a long time after, both in the hospital and in my life. i only really had two friends. i tried telling them what i saw in stygia, but they didn't get it. duh." he shrugged, dropping the hand at his mouth finally. "there weren't any other mages near me. i didn't meet another for two years."

amity's posture had changed, somewhat. less defensive, more curious. "what changed?"

"i got stupid and posted about it online." he laughed. "i had just left home. i needed *something*. so i found this old forum and posted about it. most of them thought i was crazy. hell, *i* thought i was crazy. joseph was the only one who thought i was an idiot."

"joseph?"

"yeah, he was my mentor a while back. he was actually an admin on the board. he deleted my post to keep up the veil, but then he got in touch with me. helped me figure it all out."

she looks entirely too pleased with herself. "so you *did* have someone teach you."

"not what i said." he held up a finger. "he helped me figure out, like, mage shit. not the actual magic. remember, i'd been doing it two years then. i can't teach you to relax, amity."

she grumbled. "i like boss better."

"i know."

there was a moment of silence. amity stared at the candle, the only illumination in the open space. "where's joseph now?"

"dunno. lost touch with him after he went rogue."

her head snapped up. "went rogue?"

rowan raised his left hand. "he became a seer a few years back. haven't heard from him since."

"...i'm sorry."

"yeah, well." he nodded his chin towards the candle. "do it. now. don't think. just act."

amity's eyes flicked down.

the room went dark.

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Four Word . Prompts

“Please, come with me.”

“You’re always number one.”

“I can’t do this.”

“I won’t let you.”

“Maybe I’m just crazy.”

“I’m not even sorry.”

“Honestly, just stop it.”

“I believe in you.”

“Don’t be an ass.”

“Who were you with?”

“Please talk to me.”

“I can’t trust you.”

“I need you, though.”

“Don’t be fucking rude.”

“Is that my shirt?”

“So, it was you.”

“I need to go.”

“Just stay with me.”

“You can trust me.”

“Alright, I love you.”

“I’m sorry, but no.”

“Will you help me?”

“You’re a terrible cook.”

“Can you shut up!?”

“You love me, right?”

“I really need you.”

“I don’t love you.”

“I’m not doing this.”

“I really need you.”

“You don’t want me.”

“Let me help you.”

“You’re such a bitch.”

“I can’t do this.”

“You think you’re funny?”

“Hey, I said stop!”

“Will you marry me?”

“Wanna go out sometime?”

“I don’t want this.”

“You always this quiet?”

“Are you fucking insane!?”

“I don’t want you.”

“I’m not wearing that.”

“Sorry, were you sleeping?”

“This was never right.”

“You look really tired.”

“I’m out of here.”

“You need to go.”

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a large part of devon's wardrobe is random, highly specific tshirts from events he did not attend.

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mobile and too lazy to format.

amruta is constantly *frustrated* with the outsider. his reasoning for everything he does seems to be "for the lulz". she doesn't understand why he marked her, of all people-- she's no one, she's not important-- and she doesn't understand *why* he keeps nudging her to *do* things. she literally asked him point blank "why did you ask me why i'm trying to fix this situation, YOU TOLD ME ABOUT THIS SITUATION, WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU".

like. god. she almost wishes he was open about, idk, blatantly using her. THAT would be more satisfying than whatever the hell this is.