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★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★ but you already knew that pfft
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Send me a ★ if you think I accurately portray my muse
I just got off the phone with you and I miss you already. I wish the perverts didn’t exhaust me and make me not want to be on the phone for long periods of time :| I actually had to go hunt down an icon of Trent’s favorite dork to put on this post! Baby Emma in her glasses! I can’t even begin to tell you how much I love your and writing with you because I’d have to make a novel here if I did. Every time I say ‘I want incest’ or ‘I want smut’ or even better ‘smutty incest’ you are right there and ready for it. I like how alike we think and how our paras can be so damn heart wrenching or fucking hilarious (aka Amy and the growing ‘toy sponge’ comparison)! Thank you so much for sending this to me and know that your characters are loved so much and so are you
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Muse Profile: Cyron Oaza [Winter Soldier]
— basics
▸ is your muse tall/short/average? Tall 6′0″
▸ are they okay with their height? He’s comfortable with his Height but he still wears his platform boots.
▸ what’s their hair like?
Brunet, near black hair. Straight.
▸ do they spend a lot of time on their hair/with their grooming? No, not really. Just washing it and letting it be.
▸ does your muse care about their appearance? Kinda? He shaves and trims his hair from time to time.
▸ does your muse care about what others think about them? He used to. For the most part he is just conscious about his arm in public.
— preferences
▸ indoors or outdoors? Indoors
▸ rain or sunshine? Rain
▸ forest or beach? Forest
▸ precious metals or gems? Metals
▸ flowers or perfumes? Flowers
▸ personality or appearance? Personality usually.
▸ being alone or being in a crowd?
He’s used to being on his own.
▸ order or anarchy?
He doesn’t care.
▸ painful truths or white lies?
Painful truths
▸ science or magic? Science
▸ peace or conflict? Peace
▸ night or day? Night [Late afternoons]
▸ dusk or dawn? Dusk
▸ warmth or cold? Warmth, unless it’s in the summer.
▸ many acquaintances or a few close friends? Like less than 5 people.
▸ reading or playing a game? Reading
— questionnaire
▸ what are some of your muse’s bad habits? Nail biting, disappearing for months on end, never having a good sleep schedule.
▸ has your muse lost anyone close to them? how has it affected them? His family and friends.
▸ what are some fond memories your muse has? His memory is kind of all over the place but he still has some key moments from his dreams. Specifically, he remembers the day that he began to learn coding and hacking. He also learned what his birth name was. Even if he doesn’t enjoy being called by it. He is glad to know what it is. ▸ is it easy for your muse to kill?
Yes. He has and he can.
▸ what’s it like when your muse breaks down?
Depends on the break down. At times he turns into a quiet sobbing mess and just curls up into a ball while he tries to work through it. Other cases he completely numbs out and is very unresponsive. Occasionally he goes into a blind rage.
▸ is your muse capable of trusting someone with their life? It’s very difficult for him as he has had a lot of his life stripped away. He can be trusting given time depending on the situation.
▸ what’s your muse like when they’re in love?
Cy is very clingy once he falls in love with someone. He is caring and supportive. Though he also keeps a little bit of a distance as he has a gut feeling he isn’t enough for anyone to be happy with. He’s cuddly, loves kisses and affection.
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@thatonebrunettewithnoregrets Luke tilted his neck slightly to the side to give Scott better access to his neck. "I like these kisses too..."
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Laura had distracted the other by brushing her hair during the show, which hadn’t be intentional- just a motherly habit by all means. But once the other glance at her and thanked her, she knew what for, Scarlett didn’t even have to say what for. She knew about her past, they’ve discuss it many times before although it was hard, but that didn’t stop her from being the person she was. Sure, everyone had their deep dark secrets, and Laura had hers but there was no way in hell Scarlett was going to be on the insight of hers now. It wasn't important. Laura had been different from her step-daughters parents, she wasn't abusive nor rude. The only, only time she would be rude is to that perverted neighbour, but it wasn't like she was going to move.
“You’re welcome, my dearest.” She continued running her nimble fingers through her long locks, pressing a mere kiss to her pale forehead. It lingered for a moment then she pulled away with a tiny smile. “Anything for you, y’know. I mean it, Scarlett." Laura addded.
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Laura had smiled at her daughter. Their lives would changes for the better rather than the worse. They both needed to start somewhere new, fresh. A town so far away where nobody knew the two nor Laura’s ability. Holding out her hand, she gestured for her to take it. “It’s all gonna be good. You’ll see. ” It had only been, a year or so since she adopted Scarlett so she had company while Damarius was off visiting his girlfriend for the summer. So it was just the two of them, hopefully things would do better for both, even for Laura and her ‘headache pills’.
With the opposite hand, the woman had turned to open up thr girls bedroom door. It already felt like home, too much that she could feel more presences here than in the other place- perhaps with that she may take too many pills one day. Who knew? “C'mon, love.” She whispered as she dragged her daughter into the set up room, hoping it was decent enough that she would like what she had done so.
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OOC: In My Drafts
These are all the people I owe replies to. I want to apologize for taking so long to get to them. While, I’m not going to be working on them right now, I hope to get to them in the next couple of days. I just wanted these people to know that I haven’t forgotten about them and will get to their replies as soon as possible.
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He Still Loves You.. || Scarlett
“Oh no, Please tell me you didn’t.” Jordan cringed as he looked over at Scarlett. “I understand that he’s busy.. but I know Tate still loves you.” Mentioning while he looked the motherly figure sitting in front of her. Part of his heart broke as he wanted to support Scar but couldn’t keep that secret. At least not without feeling horrible.
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Send me a “☤” For my muses reaction to waking up with your muses head between their legs.
“Can you just stay down there all morning and most of the afternoon too?” Madison’s voice was still laced with sleep but it didn’t stop her from reaching down and pushing the other girls head down a little more. “Don’t stop…please…”
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“Happy to see me?”
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“I’m glad you do. I worked hard on it, and I’m glad it’s finally finished.” Laura admitted, taking a moment to watch Scarlett roam around the bedroom she can now call hers. The woman wanted to make it more about her instead just the plain colored walls, a small bed and a few pictures around. It didn’t cost much, but it was the thought that count right? Everything was hers now. A new bed, a dresser, a few posters, books, and anything else you could think of. It made the mother smile.
Laura herself spun around, looking around the room at how well she designed the room. It made her think that she wouldn’t be alone anymore. Sure, the occasional phone call from her son- whether it be just a question or something else- or even just a hello from him made her day. Laura missed him, yes, but she was more preoccupied with her time with making Scarlett welcomed and happy in her home. “Are you hungry?” she finally asks, glancing now at her step daughter on the other side of the room. It was only right to give her peace to herself to explore the room.
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OOC: In My Drafts
These are all the people I owe threads to and I will be working on them all now.
@diisplacement
@acidcorrodes
@thefineartofbitchcraft (2 threads)
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If there is anyone that I forget to mention in this post, please let me know.
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“ i could just eat you up ”
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♥ “ sweet nothing’s ” meme
“I can’t decide if I want to kiss you for being so damn sweet or spread my legs so I can take you up on that offer...”
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"that’s dirty"
"I’ll touch you if you touch me."
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New Blood | Scarlett & Frances
Frances had been stuck in Miss Robichaux's Academy for well over a year now ever since her mother sent her away. It was her clear path of getting freedom but it had turned into a living hell no thanks to Fiona Goode. The first encounter that Frances had with her was when she was standing on a balcony and didn't come downstairs when Cordelia called her name. Treating the Cobain girl like some abused animal Fiona used her telepathy power to slam her against the wall inside of the room making her drop her cigarette. Every day since then had been just as bad.
Sighing, Frances heard Cordelia call for the girls to come downstairs. That could mean one of two things; either she was going to hold a mass lesson which was rare or they were getting a new student. Frances, dressed in her aquabat pjs, walked downstairs stretching as she passed by Spalding in the hall. Madison scoffed at Frances' choice of clothing and the Cobain girl had to roll her eyes. Like what that bitch was wearing was any better. At least Frances had actual clothing on. As expected, Cordelia announced that they would be getting a new student later in the day by the name of Scarlett.
Everybody just laughed as if they didn't care and went about their own business. Frances decided she should warn the newcomer of the little pranks Madison enjoyed playing on the new girls in town. Sitting out on the front porch after having gotten properly dressed in a ripped up white grunge shirt and pair of blue jeans, Frances lit a cigarette and awaited the new student's arrival.
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thatonebrunettewithnoregrets said: omg bby
Right??? I just gave her a benadryl so she can at least sleep some. Hopefully it will go away soon.
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Scrook Fluffy Junk
Being back in Canada brought both good and bad memories to Cook. He'd had a lot of struggles there, but at the same time, both of the loves of his life resided there. He'd missed each in a different way, but living in youth hostels in Paris had done him a great deal of good. Not to mention with his new found French tongue, he could venture into Quebec. He called a car to come and take him over to Scarlett's place- he wasn't surprised to find that he could still remember the address.
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