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Why i am more attracted to Timothee Chalamet in Don't look up then any of his other films...??
It doesnt surprise me because that is exactly my type but damn.
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@woechild asked:
“I don’t care. I’m still coming with you.” ( for henry! )
Henry couldn't say he was thrilled about the idea of Wednesday coming with him. He kept his home life a secret, only the few he trusted knew of the abuse and even then they didn't know the extent of it, of what he went through, what his sister went through.
He just knew, when he couldn't find his sister after school that he needed to get home. He just knew it wasn't good and couldn't think of what she was currently going through. He had gotten the keys to Belchs Trans-Am and had just got into the driver's seat when the goth girl opened the side door. He glared at her but didnt bother fighting it, she had gotten close to Olivia.
"Get in then." He said, not wanting waste more time. His only thought was to get to the farm and save Olivia from whatever horror their father was causing to her.
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@woechild asked:
“Hate looks good on you.” ( for faustian! )
Faustian did not care about anyone at this school, he was simply here because he needed to be and it was better than whatever normal school he could have gone to; at least there were a few hidden tome's that his ancestors had left hidden around the campus.
He was currently sitting in an abandoned classroom at the back of the academy. It was somewhere, he could get away and not be around people, until Wednesday Addams arrived on campus and found it, though she turned out to be the one person he could stand sharing the space with. They both kept quiet as they got on with whatever they were doing, until that moment when her boots stopped in front of him and glared up at her for the interruption.
"From you, I will take that as a compliment." He replied back his eyes travelling back to the book in hands, he place his book mark in the pages and snapped the book shut.
"You came here for a reason, so speak it."
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@woechild asked:
“You’re hurt. Let me see.” ( for olivia! )
Olivia was good at making sure her bruises and wounds didn't show, her father never hurt her in places that couldn't be covered up. Her brother was the only one who saw them and she was sure that one day Henry would snap and hurt their father, if not kill him.
There were some things that she couldn't hide, like the fact that she was walking with a limp. She had attempted to hide it and was successful... up until the pain became unbearable causing her to stumble down on the concrete. Her book splayed in front of her.
Her gaze met black boots that stopped in front of her and her eyes ran up the girl until she reached her face. She didn't speak, she never did until she knew she could trust the person.
The blonde shook her head and attempted to stand, she just needed to get home, there she could tend to it and begin dinner and clean the house before her father returned home. The ast thing she wanted was to anger him.
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Skylar wasn't sure what would happen when she walked over to him but it seemed words weren't needed as she was pulled into him. Her eyes stayed locked on her as she ran her arms up his chest and over his shoulder.
Their faces were close enough that their noses could touch as their bodies moved in sync. They looked like lovers to outsiders, a couple that was lost in the moment though it was far from the truth, she didn't even know his name but she didn't ask, enjoying the silent moment between them.
@eniqmvtic asked:
Trevor watches your muse from across the room, his gaze lingering even when caught. / anyone you like
Skylat let out a laugh as the music passed through her. As she moved across the dancefloor, she had never felt more free. Alcohol cursed through her bloodstream as her eyes met with his and a flirtatious smile spread across her face and she decided to make her way over to him. She deserved a night of fun, one to be carefree and he looked like the perfect partner.
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While Johnny wasn't the smartest, he still had a scientific brain especially when he was so focused on a task. It did help that he got to spend time alone with Kara. They were dating, but he had noticed that dating from where he was from and this earth was completely different.
He had been told that he was very old school in his way of thinking, of course, he didn't know what that meant until he qŵ that his Earth, was their 60's but just with future technology. But he still didn't want to ruin whatever was brewing between them. So, he took it slow, courting her but damn she made it hard for him to not give into his desires.
He was reading the paperwork as he walked back to the lab, his eyes were focused on her as he read what that compound did.
"So, I dont think we should open..." He was cut off when he heard the lab lock up and he heard her words, freezing slightly as he watched her move around and he could tell that the substance has started to work on her.
Johnny stayed put as the decontamination finished and the door unlock, deciding that it may be better for him to stay away from her because he didnt know if he could stop himself if she came onto him with that in her system.
"So that compound, it messes with your hormones mainly testosterone and oestrogen, meaning whoever gets infected with it has a higher libido..." He said trailing off and licking his bottom lip. "The testing has been done on humans, so im not sure how its going to effect another species.... like yourself."
Johnny had gone to find the paperwork that they needed for the canister in front of them. It didn't seem to be dangerous but she'd decided just in case it was, she'd open it alone. Placing her hand on the top, it seemed that just touching it with skin instead with gloves caused a light yellow powdery mist to shoot up in the air.
Just as she noticed Johnny had made it back the lab locked down. She moved over to the glass wall and locked eyes with him. "You need to find out what I've just been infected with." Kara went to the computer and got the door open but then went back to Johnny. "Did you find...." her words cut off when she noticed his eyes were big and he looked a little terrified. "what is it... jesus I'm starting to feel really hot." She wanted to take off her shirt but she refrained. "Do you think you should come in here. Let me turn the decontamination on and then you can come in safely."
It only took a few minutes and it was registered as being safe but she couldn't help but sit down on the cot that this lab had in the coroner. She crossed her legs and rubbed her hands down them as she closed her eyes and wished it his hands that were running up and down her legs.
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I think I wanna write with my IT muses.
So if you want one of my boys or Olivia please let me know who you want/ send in memes.
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Time to attempt replies and not just go and play World of warcraft.
So hopefully I can't get some replies out.
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@depictedblue asked:
[ HOLD ]: sender reaches to hold receiver's hand. // bob
Bob had been sneaking out of the tower at night or when the team was out on a mission. The first night out he had been looking for a hit, he knew he shouldn't but the itch had come back and he needed something.
That was when he had met Cassie, she was something else, she was hot. Someone who would never pay attention to him, but she did and it was because of her he didn't touch any drugs that night, or any night since.
He hadn't told her about the other two, he didn't want to scare her off, especially if she knew what The Void had done. She was one of the best things that happened to him. He loved having her around.
He was in his head when she grabbed his hand, blinking and looking over at her a small grin spreading over his face as he looked into her blue eyes. "What did I do to deserve you?"
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「 RP MEME : NONVERBAL PROMPTS. mix of violent, caring, touching and non-touching prompts. 」 SEND PROMPT '+ REVERSE' for the inverse to happen. for example 'bandage + reverse' for the receiver to bandage wounds on the sender.
[ BANDAGE ] : sender bandages a wound on receiver.
[ GUIDE ] : sender puts a hand on he receiver's back to guide them somewhere.
[ WAVE ]: sender waves down receiver to get their attention.
[ SIGN ]: sender raises their hand to sign to receiver. what follows can be anything the sender desires.
[ LIFT ]: sender lifts receiver's chin to look at them.
[ LIGHT ]: sender lights receiver's cigarette/candle/etc.
[ FIND ] : sender finds receiver beaten and/or bloodied.
[ PIN ]: sender pins receiver against the wall during combat/sparring.
[ GET DOWN ]: sender tackles receiver out of the way of danger.
[ TAKE ]: sender takes a hit meant for receiver.
[ CAUGHT ]: sender finds receiver somewhere they aren't supposed to be.
[ TRAP ]: sender traps the receiver somewhere they don't want to be.
[ DARLING ]: sender touches receiver's cheek.
[ SNATCH ]: sender snatches receiver's wrist as they turn to go.
[ STAB ]: sender stabs receiver.
[ DRAG ]: sender drags receiver from point a to point b.
[ SIT ]: sender sits on receiver's lap.
[ EN GARDE ]: sender and receiver get into some kind of fight.
[ DRUNK ]: sender finds receiver drunk.
[ BLOOD ]: sender walks into receiver's room covered in blood.
[ FLOWER ]: sender offers a flower to receiver.
[ HOLD ]: sender reaches to hold receiver's hand.
[ BRUSH ]: sender brushes a strand of hair out of receiver's face.
[ NOTE: ] sender writes a note for receiver. the contents are whatever the sender decides.
[ EYES ]: sender notices receiver looking at them.
[ STOP ]: sender raises hand to signal the receiver to stop in place.
[ TAP ]: sender taps receiver on the shoulder to get their attention.
[ WAKE ]: sender gently wakes receiver from a nap or otherwise.
[ MORNING AFTER ]: sender and receiver wake up together for the first time after a night of passion.
[ BLANKET ]: sender drapes a blanket over receiver's shoulders.
[ HUDDLE ]: sender and receiver huddle together in an effort to stay warm.
[ TUG ]: sender pulls receiver away from them.
[ PUSH ]: sender pushes receiver away from them.
[ BULLET ]: sender shoots receiver in a non-lethal area.
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drop this sunflower🌻 into the inboxes of the blogs that make you happy ! lets spread a little sunshine☀️
Thank you! You make me happy as well!
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And still woke up exhausted even with a decent night's sleep and I am stuck at work, cause I can't have any more time off.
Boss made me feel guilty for having the time off, its not like I wanted it of course...
Oh well, let's get through this day.
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Watched the first 2 episodes of Wednesday season 2 and I loved it.
Ajax still has my heart.
Sadly can't watch the next two because I have to get a decent sleep tonight.
Got some replies done, hoping to get some more done tomorrow.
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As she sat down, Jonathan went about washing the dishes that he had used. He had eaten earlier and didn't want to take away any of the food that was meant for her and her sister. He was happy cleaning up, it gave him a sense of normalcy, something he was still missing since Will's disappearance.
He finished cleaning up and went to collect her dishes when she spoke and sat down next to her as she asked. "I'm glad you enjoyed them, I wasnt sure if I made enough."
Jonathan noticed things, the littlest details, even when he was high. That's what made him a good photographer. So when he noticed the slight shift in his girlfriend's mood. He knew he had to do something. It was something little, but he just wanted to let her study so she could graduate.
So he woke up early and headed to hers, cooking breakfast for her and her sister and began to tidy the place up. He also knew how busy her mom was with her work so he just wanted to help out. He did the same at home, looking after Will and El.
"It isn't much, I just don't like seeing you stress." He said with a small smile as he leaned over and pressed a kiss to her lips. " Eat up before it gets cold."
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Violet licked her lips as she watched him show her how to smoke a joint. Was she nervous for her first taste of an illicit drug, yes. Even if weed was becoming more accepted, it still scared her but she wanted to experience it. She no longer wanted to be under the lock and chain of her parents.
She nodded her head slowly, taking a small breath in to steady herself before bringing the joint up to her mouth and breathing it in slowly before exhaling. She must have done something wrong because she coughed a little at the tickle she felt down her throat.
"I'm going to guess it gets easier." She said with another cough and handed back the joint.
Violet mind almost went blank when his lips pressed against hers, it was like a poison ran through her, a taste she normally would hate but on him it tasted so sweet. The fear and anxiety left her, she was no longer scared of him rejecting her.
Her eyes looked up at him, she licked her lips a grin on her face, the confidence coming back now she knew.
"I've never tried it, its a sin dont you know." She let out a small laugh, knowing her parents would die if they knew what there little innocent princess was up to. "Show me what to do."
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"It's going to take more than candy to convince me not to talk." Henry bluntly said as he took one of the sweets from the packet and plopped it in his mouth. He wasn't going to tell anyone, he couldn't care less but she didn't need to know that.
"Nope, just buying time until I need to collect Olivia from school."
"Yeah, I get ya," Henry said, his brain was always on alert. He needed to be with his father around, especially at home with Olivia. He needed to protect her. He knew if there was silence then something bad was happening and there was nothing he could do to stop it.
Henry let out a small huff and walked over, taking a seat next to her. "I'm not a fan of the silence either."
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Bob didn't want to put his troubles onto the others, they had already given him so much more than he could ever imagine. He had a roof over his head, he had friends, at least he believed he did. He could never be too sure on that fact but they kept him around so that was a good thing.
He kept to himself, he didn't need to burden them with everything currently going on, he could keep them under wraps – he hoped. The Void, as they ended up naming him was much more prominent lately, getting in his head wanting to be released. There were moments where he could feel himself slipping, he could feel him taking over.
"No-no, they've done nothing, they've been great." He said still standing awkwardly in the doorway as she moved over and touched his arms. He flinched ever so slightly, his body still not used to human contact. His lip twitched up as she made up a joke about John and the girls. He could picture them going at him for something that he said.
He didn't know why someone would adore him, he is a mess and destruction just followed him around.
"I'm not hungry..." It was a lie but he couldn't stomach the thought of eating in this state knowing he was so close to the edge. "I dont want to burden you, its nothing really..."
@realmofthemuses
❝ thank you for staying. it just gets so lonely at night sometimes. ❞ - Bob
She looked up at Bob, feeling that he was not having a good day. It had gotten easier to tell the longer they all lived in the tower. He'd been doing well but over the last few days, a darkness seemed to hang over him and she knew he'd needed more attention than usual and she cared about him in a way she'd never felt about anyone before.
Putting down her fork and moving over to where he was standing, she placed a hand on his arm, so that he'd look down at her. "Bob, you know that I feel that too but I feel like there's more going on. Is there something someone done? Has Walker been a dick again because if so, I'll send Kara or Ava after him, they seem to know how to make him be good."
She smiled up at him, knowing that he was imagining one of the two women whipping him into shape. Hopefully Kara because when she pictured someone doing it, it was always a tiny five foot tall ball of sunshine. The imagine made her chuckle. "Sorry just picturing Kara putting John in his space with a got to love me smile on her face. You know she adores you too and doesn't want to see anything bad." She sighed, "hungry, I've got mac and cheese with hot sauce. I know it's not much but I'm not the best cook either. That's Bucky or Becca and they're at the bookstore. So, whatta you say come eat and we can talk about what's going on?"
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