#exsomniis

[redremys]

🌋

Send 🌋 and my muse will blurt out the first thing that comes to mind when they see your muse // accepting.

“You’re one of the best people I’ve ever met, but so help me fucking god if you try pulling any kind of self sacrifice bullshit I am going to come right after you. And you won’t have to worry about the other ghosts, I’ll be your own personal Shadow Man.”

[eoincorrigvns]

[ sms ]. ( wrong number / intercepted text ) i’ll have a extra large pizza with extra cheese and mushrooms.

[ eoin ]: extra mushrooms or regular amount of mushrooms?[ eoin ]: button, shiitake, field, oyster?[ eoin ]: all of the above?

[thcoharper]

#

Send “#” for a RANDOM text.

theo → joakim: if someone were to accidentally lock themselves in a pantry, how exactly would you suggest they get out? theo → joakim: the window is too small. someone might have already tried. 

[blvirambrosio]

🌋

send 🌋 and my muse will blurt out the first thing that comes to mind when they see your muse

“oh hello my love. i don’t know what i’d do without you.”

[manorspeaks]

greetings! i made a bet with a friend, and i mean no offense. but! would any of you consider dating me, at least? any takers?

the planchette moves quickly across the board, M-A-Y-B-E then remains still for a moment before quickly moving to rest over NO.

WOULD YOU LIKE TO CONTINUE?

[nscollins]

👨‍💼, 😇

👨‍💼 What are your thoughts on Toni?

“Isn’t that the email guy? He’s sketchy. And I’m sketchy, so for me to call him that means a lot.”

For every 😇 my muse will talk about a role model.

“Ah shit. Uh.. David Copperfield I guess. He’s one of the best performers of all time. He’s named a Living Legend by the Library of Congress and the youngest person to be admitted into the Society of American Magicians. Kinda cool.”

[flve-hargreeves]

🎮

🎮 Name your favorite video or board game(s).

until  dawn  /  man  of  medan.  i  would  say  FF7  gets  an  honorable  mention  too.  his  favorite  board  game  is  probably  LIFE. 

[stfuisaac]

🎼

send me 🎼 for a song that represents our muses relationship !

passing the time – cream.

[mxrqucz]

gemini. black hole.

Gemini: Favourite song?

“there’s way too many to name. come back to me on this one.” 

Black Hole: What’s the last thing you want to see?

“the last thing ever? i’d like to see my family again. i never thought i’d miss them so much.” 

[therealfluke]

@exsomniis​

his memories of this man, while somewhat fuzzy from whatever it was he may have sustained in the time between trying to get to him and detainment, were still existent. however, they were overpowered by the excitement of seeing someone who he, in a strange way, looked up to. the man made absolutely nothing light of the paranormal – no ‘theories,’ no stupid shows – nothing that ‘encouraged belief’ but actually wound up doing the exact opposite. no, this man took it seriously. he took it respectfully. he genuinely believed it. hell, he had experienced it. that was all fluke had wanted. to be believed.

so was it any wonder that he began jogging towards him when he saw those familiar blond and luscious locks ? ( oh, how he sounded like he came straight out of swimfan ! ). when he managed to catch up to him, through slight pants, he pointed at him and, completely forgetting that joakim had no clue who he was, began, “ this manor is... incredible ! it’s, uh, it’s just, like, y’know – more people should know about it ! it’s just, uh, y’know, living proof ! ”

[redremys]

"Can't sleep?"

Send me “Can’t sleep?” to have a tired conversation with my muse in the middle of the night. / accepting.      ( feel free to turn this into a thread love u )

Falling into the couch, eyes looking to one of the lanterns he brought up from the basement. After the worst nightmare he could have ever endured, Remy wasn’t sure he’d ever sleep again. A lopsided smile tugged at the corner of his lips, though, as he reached for the lamp. “Afraid that’s off the table for me. Will rest when I’m dead.” His words so genuine they tasted bitter on his tongue. “What about you? Don’t tell me there’s some kind of… Shift schedule now.”

[blvirambrosio]

👀, 💭

for every 👀 my muse will reveal a guilty pleasure.

“nutella. i literally think i have a snack version in my purse. i could sit there and eat from a jar with a spoon, it’s so bad.”

for every 💭 my muse will reveal a thought they’ve had.

“i wonder what would happen if you went into the middle of the manor and started singing frozen? do you think someone would sing back? would anyone get the reference?”

[manorspeaks]

hi, imogen. can i ask you about the blueprints of the manor? do we have access to the prints?

the planchette remains still and a loud bang could be heard. the basement door now open again.

WOULD YOU LIKE TO CONTINUE?

[nscollins]

🌋

send 🌋 and my muse will blurt out the first thing that comes to mind when they see your muse

“i literally owe you my life. you have no idea how grateful i am that you came into the picture when i needed you most.”

[xharillen-blog]

@exsomniis

     He cannot help but notice it. It undoubtedly gets the job done -- the enemies lie dead in the end -- but it is a bit distracting to him. The hectic spells, obviously untrained by any formal measure. Circle or otherwise.

     “  --Herald. A moment of your time? ”

     Solas approaches their leader in Haven -- just a girl, really -- and inclines his head respectfully.

     “ I could not help but notice. What manner         of magical training have you received, if I         might ask? ”

[stfuisaac]

@exsomniis​

alright... what the fuck ? with the interior of the manor being almost totally empty, isaac had, as one would assume, made his way outside in the hopes that perhaps – just perhaps – joakim and friends would be out there. and he was sure they were ! because... what the fuck ? everyone was. had he been an idiot to expect... way less people, to put it gently ? he’d just assumed – you know, famous band, probably would rent out most of the place, keep the security up and all... but no, it was fucking crowded... and weird. everyone was so well-dressed ( he must’ve been sticking out like a sore thumb ), but they were all acting like they were at some frat party – and still, an air of sadness was clinging to the place.

what the fuck ?

no – no, pay attention, you have a mission. laser focus returning, isaac scanned the crowd for the man with blond luscious locks ( certainly there couldn’t be more than one ) and practically dashed over when he spotted him, acoustic guitar in hand ( very in character ). “ joakim ! ” he called out, still dashing. when he was finally in front of the other, he continued, “ i got your voicemail – weird venue to choose, real... contradictory ? ” was it depressing or fun ? “ how’s it, man ? ”