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[mad3lyncline]

𝑴𝑶𝑶𝑫𝑩𝑶𝑨𝑹𝑫 𝑴𝑬𝑴𝑬 . send a symbol and i will make a 6 – 9 image moodboard about :

👁️ – my muse's deepest fears

🧠 – what my muse thinks of your muse

❤️ – our muses' relationship

👻 – a person / event that haunts my muse

🙊 – a secret my muse rarely shares

☀️ – my muse's favorite season

🍿 – my muse's favorite movie genre

🏆 – something my muse is proud of

👗 – my muse's fashion sense

💊 – ( at least one of ) my muse's bad habits

⚽️ – my muse's favorite sport

🏝️ – my muse's dream vacation

📅 – a life event my muse remembers fondly

🚘 – my muse's car

[neptunethemosasaurus]

(gif has nothing to do with this joke.)

Get in the car @ziggyrette we're going album hunting.

For random ones for singers/bands either of us like.

You can bring a friend if ya like I guess

[nickanima4]

‼️Warning‼️ turn down volume, video can be loud

Clown is so real for this 😌

I know Clown said it’s isn’t an ARG. This vid was made over a week ago when people said it’s an ARG.

BTW in the pride illustrations franks is wearing a non-binary bow so do anyone know Franks pronouns are?

[elliscousland]

♔ -  pajamas / bedtime outfit

[maul-antics]

Me when I try to read The Wrath of Darth Maul

[hellcab]

[thelostfemur]

[mad3lyncline]

𝑻𝑬𝑿𝑻𝑺 𝑭𝑹𝑶𝑴 𝑨𝑵 𝑼𝑵𝑯𝑰𝑵𝑮𝑬𝑫 𝑴𝑼𝑺𝑬 𝑹𝑶𝑺𝑻𝑬𝑹 . starters taken from ridiculous texts my muses have sent on wire / discord .

[ 𝒔𝒎𝒔 📲 ] did you know turtles smell thru their butts i think i'm pretty sure

[ 𝒔𝒎𝒔 📲 ] okay so you hate soup ?? i'm telling the soup and bisque communities

[ 𝒔𝒎𝒔 📲 ] you're gonna be so shocked and embarrassed you ever doubted me

[ 𝒔𝒎𝒔 📲 ] trying to figure out how to work alvin and the chipmunks into my daily routine , thoughts ?

[ 𝒔𝒎𝒔 📲 ] HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH [ 𝒔𝒎𝒔 📲 ] fuck no 💀

[ 𝒔𝒎𝒔 📲 ] i'm gonna bite ur knees clean off i stg

[ 𝒔𝒎𝒔 📲 ] is there an olympic event for drinking vodka lemonade 🤔

[ 𝒔𝒎𝒔 📲 ] i crack myself up actually ???? skill issue

[ 𝒔𝒎𝒔 📲 ] WHAT KIND OF PSYCHOPATH DO YOU THINK I AM OBVIOUSLY I USED MILK

[ 𝒔𝒎𝒔 📲 ] i bet in philadelphia they would be kind and understanding if i said it wrong

[ 𝒔𝒎𝒔 📲 ] yeah well you're also ceo of the stinky butthole corporation

[ 𝒔𝒎𝒔 📲 ] shut up i'm gonna poke you in the pee hole

[ 𝒔𝒎𝒔 📲 ] how mind blowing does the head need to be for you to come with me to a jonas brothers concert 🤔🤔

[ 𝒔𝒎𝒔 📲 ] what if i bought a butter churn

[ 𝒔𝒎𝒔 📲 ] what do you have against crunchy chicken

[ 𝒔𝒎𝒔 📲 ] do you think spongebob and sandy have boned

[ 𝒔𝒎𝒔 📲 ] do you think plankton and karen the computer wife are trapped in a loveless marriage

[ 𝒔𝒎𝒔 📲 ] do you think patrick is permafried

[ 𝒔𝒎𝒔 📲 ] we don't have to go to waffle house [ 𝒔𝒎𝒔 📲 ] let's go to waffle HOME

[ 𝒔𝒎𝒔 📲 ] good good so in conclusion i'm always right and you should agree with me always and also tell me i'm pretty 24/7

[ 𝒔𝒎𝒔 📲 ] im gonna kick ur ass in a pillow fight later

[ 𝒔𝒎𝒔 📲 ] i have to bc if i ever turn into a spider with one human leg i'm FUCKED

[ 𝒔𝒎𝒔 📲 ] you tried :/ it was endearing in a what the hell is wrong with you sort of way

[ 𝒔𝒎𝒔 📲 ] what if they like murder and hate puppies

[ 𝒔𝒎𝒔 📲 ] how long is the gestation period for a giraffe

[ 𝒔𝒎𝒔 📲 ] birds [ 𝒔𝒎𝒔 📲 ] what do we think

[ 𝒔𝒎𝒔 📲 ] we might as well just make out about it i guess

[jessource]

prompts:　prelude to ecstasy by the last dinner party.

here comes the feminine urge, i know it so well.

do you want me, or do you want control?

this is the only thing i know how to do.

i could never live with the guilt of lying.

and lately i've been thinkin', what if i keep sinking?

i hope they never understand us.

even when the cold comes crashing through, i'm putting all my bets on you.

cleanse my soul, make me whole.

she's there when i wake up, at the end of my bed with a smile on her face and a gun to my head.

do what i can to survive.

cause we're a lot alike.

a sailor and a nightingale dancing in convertibles/

i know i'm better off not looking back.

oh, anyone could kill me, and i'd never ever let it be you.

foolish thinking i could have you.

i don't exist without your gaze.

and just for a second, i could be one of the greats.

when i was a child, i never felt like a child.

you could swim in these eyes.

wine is on your blouse.

i wish i knew you back when we were both small.

what i'm feeling isn't lust, it's envy.

hold me, we can't go back.

you can hold me like he held her.

guide me, show me how, and let me be your arrow.

wish i could do without this blood on my face.

i will fuck you, like nothing matters.

time slips away.

to nurture the wounds my mother held.

i will hold your hands to stop them from shaking.

i am not the girl i set out to be.

the best a boy can ever be is pretty.

i fade away.

strike me,  pierce me straight through the heart.

it's my fate to have never seen you.

my darling, believe me, i was born to be with you.

i wish i knew you before it felt like a sin.

if i drown will they make me a star?

you don't wanna hurt me, but i want you to.

how i wish the trees would swallow me, make me a forest, take away my soul.

i'm just a mirror, pretty glass, an empty heart.

i wish that i had the guts–the dignity to put up a fight.

when you laid like a wolf with your head on my lap. i felt like one of those portraits of women protected by a beast on a chain.

i'll leave you flowers, but not my name.

what good are red lips when you're faced with something sharp?

when i put on that suit, i don't have to stay mute.

i'll see you on sunday.

i wish that i let you have the dignity of letting me go.

you smiled so sweetly as you threw me down the rocks.

oh, ballerina bend under the weight of it all.

no one else is to blame.

i wish i could be a beautiful boy.

i have gotten too tall.

when you drown, do they know who you are?

i need to slow my thinkin'.

i want to take your picture.

i'd spend the mornings by your side.

if anyone could kill me, it probably would be you.

is it in this city?

i break apart without your arms.

i wish you had given me the courtesy of staying one more night.

a guard dog there just for her. if only she know that with one wrong move, he'll turn around and tear off her hands.

when i drown, will i get very far?

no i won't speak to you.

forgive me, father, won't you take it back?

let me make my grief a commodity.

break my glass to fix your heart.

burn me.

je ne veux pas penser.

i wish you had given me the courtesy of ripping out my throat.

we're both just addicts.

if it takes all night, i will be on your side.

there is candle wax melting in my veins.

it could take some time, time to talk freely.

he's got letters on his fist: r-i-d-e.

tell me how you're feeling, i'll reflect the reason.

i'd die for you, no questions asked.

everyone will love me!

i wish i didn't want you.

do you want me to care when you just disappear?

failure to commit to the role, i admit was a failure you achieved on your own.

i'll be ceaser on a tv screen, champion of my fate.

ain't it fun to hold the world in your hand?

when you're lying here i believe you love me.

when you drown, they'll forget who you are.

everyone will like me then.

there's nothing for me. here, where the world is small.

i'd break off my ribs to make another you.

i'm only here, for your entertainment.

do you feel like a man when i can't talk back?

[skyeventide]

🔥fashion and/or clothes?

not sure that this is unpopular here on tumblr per se, but nonetheless: people need to buy less clothing. in general. and when they do buy clothes, it should ideally be second-hand, handmade, thrifted, or vintage. there's so much second-hand that is still comprised of garments made very recently, and so stuff that is still "trendy" and can be styled without going for a "vintage" aesthetic. if more people had a sense of style and an ability to put it in practice not dependant on seasonal trends, things would be so so much easier. we could still buy those things that simply can't be found second-hand, like underwear, socks, etc. without so many ethical issues to accompany it.

just buy less. literally just buy less.

[mistrial]

— get to know charles !

what's your phone wallpaper: ......... art donaldson (challengers)

last song you listened to: tears dry on their own by amy winehouse

currently reading: god i guess i'm still reading the ballad of songbirds and snakes, which i have not picked up in. too long

last movie: the atlantic city story

what are you wearing right now?: gray sweatpants and a hellfire club t-shirt

how tall are you?: 5'3"ish

piercings / tattoos?: i have my septum and my right nostril pierced. i technically also have my ears pierced twice but i don't wear earrings so at least one of those is closed up by now. i also have 6 tattoos

glasses / contacts: glasses

last thing you ate?: pasta salad

favorite color: green

current obsession: uh mike faist's entire filmography and/or tv shows about plane crashes

do you have a crush right now?: yeah her name is @mskwtz and i hope she likes me too

favorite fictional character: how the shit am i supposed to answer this there are too many. currently art donaldson? idk

last place you travelled: i technically went to alabama this weekend (went to a lake on the georgia/alabama border)

tagged by: i'm gonna say @crisisbabe tagging: @mskwtz, @anxietytold, @survivall, @voracem, @forebodes, anyone else who wants to

[ab-arts]

Kissing you on the lips to establish dominance

[maul-antics]

Literally everyone who knew Maul and sees him training Grogu while claiming to be a Jedi

[hellcab]

Roth right after running over Susan.

[desirespeaks]

💔↪ 𝗙𝗨𝗖𝗞𝗘𝗗 𝗨𝗣 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦 𝗧𝗢 𝗦𝗔𝗬 𝗧𝗢 𝗦𝗢𝗠𝗘𝗢𝗡𝗘 . ( a collection of hurtful dialogue prompts based on some of my favorite fucked up quotes from various media . some i've made up myself . adjust phrasing as necessary . TRIGGER WARNING / do not read past this if you are triggered by vindictiveness, spitefulness, cruelty etc. )

you are a thumbprint on the window of a skyscraper to me. you are nothing.

i wish i never fucking met you.

you have no idea how painfully lonely it is to love you.

i never want to see you again in my life.

is it killing you like it's killing me?

i bet you do everything right in your head.

you're such a fucking victim.

you're such a fucking narcissist.

you're the loneliest person i know.

every time i look at you i want to throw up.

i hope life tears you apart.

sometimes i'm convinced that you're incapable of love.

falling in love with you has been the worst mistake of my life.

i wish we never slept together.

after all this time, i still don't trust you.

i could never love you.

nothing about you is worth saving.

you sit in such judgment of the world. like you're so fucking perfect yourself. fuck you.

life doesn't have to be miserable just because you are.

you're so fucking self-absorbed.

you're always thinking about yourself, always in this fucking vortex of watching and talking about yourself, which would be totally fine if you were interesting. but the truth is, you're not that fucking interesting.

love isn't something you feel, it's something you do. and you're fucking shit at it.

i can't find one thing to like about you.

sometimes i fantasize about ruining your life.

you hang on to your pain like it means something. like it's worth something. let me tell you: it's not worth shit.

you have infinite possibilities, and all you do is act like a miserable cunt.

i am sick to death of pretending to like you. i can barely tolerate you at this point.

i hope i haunt you.

i have this incredible urge to see you suffer.

the only reason i stay with you is because i'm punishing myself.

i'm so sick of hearing about your problems. i don't fucking care. i never did.

i'm the best that you will ever get. no one else wants you.

you asked me why i'm so mean to you. because i enjoy humiliating you. i get off on it. there, i said it.

i have no interest in making you feel better. in fact, i quite like watching you suffer.

there's something so sad and pathetic about you. i bet you look beautiful when you cry.

bonus:

i get it, fucked up shit happened to you. but you know what? it happens to all of us, and i am sick to death of you using it as an excuse to act like some fucking cunt from hell!

oh, please. every time you try to have a nice normal life, you fuck it up. you’re never gonna have your happily-ever-after moment, no matter how hard you try. you’re just too fucked up for all that.