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hime-memes · 1 year

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• Fall Out Boy - Folie à Deux Album Starters •

As always: These have been modified for cohesive and sensical use for the general RPC. Feel free to change anything within these that you see fit to make it work for your muse & the receiver’s muse !

Recommended For: Any muses / plots / timelines. Trigger Warnings For: Drug Mention

‘ I Don’t Care ‘ “ Say my name and his in the same breath; I dare you to say they taste the same. “ “ These friends, they don't love you. “ “ I don't care what you think, ( as long as it's about me ). “ “ The best of us can find happiness in misery. “ “ Oh, take a chance ! “ “ Let your body get a tolerance. “ “ Sweat it out; shut your mouth. “

‘ Disloyal order of Water Buffalos ‘ ” I'm coming apart at the seams. “ “ ... Been pitching myself for leads in other people's dreams. “ ” Fell out of bed, got a butterfly bandage. “ “ Don't worry, you'll never remember -- your head is far too blurry. “ “ Restrain that man ! “ " I'm undeniable. “ “ Hey doctor, I'm certifiable -- ! “ “ I'm half doomed and you're semi-sweet. “ ” So, boycott love. “ “ I'd promise you anything for another shot at life. “ “ ... Imperfect boys - with their perfect ploys ... “ “ Nobody wants to hear you sing about tragedy. “ ‘ She’s My Winona ‘ ” Life's just a pay stub on death, only less diligent. “ “ When the two collide ? It's no coincidence. “ “ The lights are on and everybody's home. “ “ We had a good run. “ “ Hell or Glory: I don't want anything in between ! “ “ Daddy said, ‘ you gotta show the world the thunder ‘ ! “ “ We didn't come to compete. “ “ This is a demonstration. “ “ They always bring up how you changed ... “ “ I’m never the same person when I go to sleep as when I wake up. “ ‘ America’s Suitehearts ‘ ” You could've knocked me out with a feather ... “ “ I know you've heard this all before but, we're just hell's neighbors. “ “ Why won't the world revolve around me ?! “ “ I don't know much about classic cars. “ “ Let's hear it for America's suitehearts ! “ “ ... But I must confess: I'm in love with my own sins. “ ” You can bow and pretend that you don't know you're a legend. “ “ Let my love loose again. “ ‘ Headfirst Slide into Cooperstown on a Bad Bet ‘ ” Mr. Sandman showing his beam ... “ “ When he walks into the room, the walls lean in to listen. “ “ Surfed out brain waves just flick back & forth. “ “ I don't just want to be a footnote in someone else's happiness ! “ “ Does your husband know the way that the sunshine gleams from your wedding band ? “ “ Does he know the way ? “ “ I will never end up like him ! “ “ Keep a calendar, this way you will always know the last time you came through. “ “ Oh, darling, I know what you're going through -- ! “ ” It's a sign - what if you peaked early ? “ ” Does he know the way I worship our love ? “ ‘ The ( Shipped ) Gold Standard ‘ ” Sometimes I wanna quit this all and become an accountant - but, I'm no good at math and besides -- the dollar is down. “ “ I gotta feel the wind chill again before I get old. “ “ I wanna scream ‘ I love you ‘ from the top of my lungs; but, I'm afraid that someone else will hear me. “ “ You can only blame your problems on the world for so long before it all becomes the same old song. “ “ As soon as we hit the hospital, I know we're gonna leave this town. “ “ Get new passports and get out now ! “ “ All the yes-men said ‘ No comment ‘ ! “ “ My mouth got going the wrong way ... “ “ I asked him if throwing it back into the sea would bring our luck back -- “ ” Tell that boy I'll leave you alone - like a stove I'll turn my love down. “ ‘ What a Catch, Donnie ‘

“ I got troubled thoughts & the self-esteem to match. “ “ What a catch ... what a catch ! “ " Just let me be, I said I'll be fine. “ " All I can think of is the way I'm the one, who charmed the one, who gave up on you. “ “ They say the captain goes down with the ship. “ “ So, when the world ends will God go down with it ? “ “ Where is your boy tonight ? “ “ I hope he is a gentleman . ” “ Maybe he won't find out what I know ? “ “ You were the last good thing ... “ “ This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race ! “ “ One night & one more time ... “ “ Thanks for the memories; even though they weren't so great. “ “ He tastes like you, only sweeter ... “

‘ ( Coffee's for Closers ) ‘ ” I can't explain a thing ! “ “ I want everything to change & stay the same ... “ “ Now come together, or come apart. “ “ When they made me they broke the mold. “ “ Girls used to follow me around -- “ “ Throw your cameras in the air and wave 'em like you just don't care. “ “ I will never believe in anything again ... “ “ Oh, change will come. “ “ Kick drum’s beating in my chest again. “ ” Oh, I'm a mascot for what you've become. “ " I love the mayhem more than the love. “ ‘ 27 ‘ ” If home is where the heart is - then we're all just fucked. “ “ I can't remember. “ “ I want it so bad ! “ “ I can't remember the good old days and it's kind of funny ... “ “ Being anchored aboard just feels like a curse. “ “ My mind is a safe: and if I keep it then we all get rich. “ “ My body is an orphanage; we take everyone in. “ “ I’m chasing the direction you went. “ “ Are all the good times getting gone ? “ “ They come and go ... “ “ I've got a lot of friends who are stars, but some are just black holes. “

‘ Tiffany Blews ‘ ” I'm not a crybaby; I'm the crybaby ! “ “ A long walk to a dark house ... “ “ A roman candle heart keeps us far apart ! “ “ Hate me baby - maybe I'm a piece of art ? “ " My friends all lie and say they only want the best wishes from me ... “ “ Oh, baby, you're a classic: like a little black dress. “ “ You'll be faded soon. “ “ I can make your heart slow ! “ “ I can feel the weather in my bones. “ ” Not the boy I was; the boy I am is just venting. “ “ Dear gravity, you held me down in this starless city ... “ ‘ West Coast Smoker ‘ “ The bulls are sedated & this fight's fixed... “ “ The P.A. system keeps my heart beating tonight. “ “ Oh, hell yes, I'm a nervous wreck ! “ “ Oh, hell yes -- the drugs just make me reset. “ “ Knock once for the father, twice for the son, three times for the holy ghost. “ “ Come on in, the water's warm ! “ “ Your eyes are blocking my starlight. “ “ I'm the last of my kind. “

#music rp meme #lyric starters #rp meme #roleplay meme

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kyberled · 1 year

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Send in 🎧 and I’ll post 3 songs I think best fit my muse || ACCEPTING

Alternatively, send in 📻 and I’ll post 3 songs that I think best fit our muses relationship

Anonymous asked:

📻braig and boba

I have an entire playlist for them, Anon, but here are three:

Accidentally In Love - Counting Crows

Well, baby, I surrender To the strawberry ice cream Never ever end of all this love Well, I didn't mean to do it But there's no escaping your love, oh

These lines of lightning mean We're never alone Never alone, no, no

Come on, come on Move a little closer Come on, come on I wanna hear you whisper Come on, come on Settle down inside my love, oh

A Thousand And One Nights - Twisted

She is at once a comfort and a mystery

To the callow man she meets that fateful day

She's beautiful and wise, and something in her eyes

Beckons him to know her and inspires him to say

I want to know your story

I want to know your past

I want to know your future too

Fill my days and nights

With the tale of you

What A Catch, Donnie - FallOut Boy

I got troubled thoughts And the self-esteem to match What a catch, what a catch And all I can think of Is the way I'm the one Who charmed the one Who gave up on you Who gave up on you

#&& worth the risk; braiba #&& give the sun a head start; ooc #&& as best i can; answers #uwu

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lvckwielder-m · 4 years

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tag dump ♥️

#🔥 — ‹ local eldritch abomination › ooc.#* † » i want to be known for my hits && not just my misses ‹ ic. ›#* † » these new flocks are nothing but vultures ‹ sc. ›#* † » i was only born inside my dreams ‹ aes. ›#* † » my childhood spat back out the monster that you see ‹ headcanon. ›#* † » am i more than you bargained for yet ? ‹ prompts. ›#* † » i got troubled thoughts && the self esteem to match ‹ musings. ›#* † » dan clovy your bobbie s ‹ crack. ›#* † » passion ; pleasure ; pain . it all feels the same ‹ nsfw. ›#* † » i'd burn the city down to show you the light ‹ ship aes. ›#* † » && honey i only appeared so i can fade away ‹ dash games. ›#* † » he tastes like queue only sweeter ‹ queue. ›#* † » i always fall from your window to the pitch black streets ‹ dash comm. ›#* † » you can bow && pretend that you don't know you're a legend ‹ promo. ›#* † » my heart is like a stallion ; they love it more when it's broke in ‹ sp. ›#* † » there's a jet black crow droning on && on && on ‹ sr. ›#* † » ‘you broke our spirit’ says the note we pass ‹ psa. ›#* † » a penny for your thoughts but a dollar for your insides ‹ ans. ›#* † » be careful making wishes in the dark ‹ wishlist. ›#* † » to hell with our good name ‹ reference. ›#* † » i'm just a painter && i'm drawing a blank ‹ edits. ›#★ ; ‹ grow yourself into something new › self.

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thehowlingremus · 4 years

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Moodboard: Remus Lupin

#—the best of us can find happiness in misery; ( musings. )#—i've got troubled thoughts and the self esteem to match; ( about. )#stellarptask02 #stellarptask #i tried to break up some of the angst with lighter things welp #b/c i have in the past made entire moodboards of just his angst #but as i'm probably making more than one this week

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deathtaken · 3 years

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tags ii.

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sor-vette · 3 years

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four, circus!! (index/description)

☜ three, an all-out fight club!!

☞ five, dots!!

t/w: dead bodies, mention of overdose

"This has got to be the dumbest thing I've ever seen," Yoongi thinks to himself as he blankly stares at Jimin, transferring the PPT file to the projector.

123 slides in "Reasonable arguments as to why we should date, _̵͚̾͌_̶̢̛̘̅͛̕_̶̡̧̝͗̒̋̌̚_̴̮̒̍̿̃͠ .

"Wrong PowerPoint bro," Jungkook grunts with closed eyes. No doubt the idiot had tried to stalk you throughout the night. It's been three days since Erik had officially enrolled.

Namjoon also has his eyes fixed on the projector, his expression giving nothing away.

"Resigned to death, poor bastard, as you should."

Jimin momentarily looks behind him to see why Jin had started to snort in laughter before scrambling to choose another file.

56 slides in "What do we know about Erik and what to do about it?"

"The title could be less verbose," Jin remarks, spinning his chair around the room.

"You're one to talk, literally," Jimin sneers but, there is very little malice in his voice if any. Besides Namjoon, V and Hope, who actually stuck to his word of minding his business, Yoongi didn't know anyone personally in the room. Though he sure has heard of the connections they had with you. Each weirder than the other.

Namjoon, the CEO, the one who went overboard in commitment and scared you off. Rumour was he offered marriage before the first "I like you." But that as well could be bullshit.

Hope, with the most cordial contact out of all. And also the most distant. You two had fundamentally different perceptions of how the world worked. Incompatible match, as the saying goes.

Jin. Despite the grandeur of his character, Yoongi knew very little of him. Even less as to why you left. He presumed the lack of commitment on both sides.

Jimin, the almost. For five months Yoongi had to hear nothing but coy whispers of just what good friends you two were. What good time you both had jumping back and forth from Paris and home. And then with zero explanation, you weren't. Every once in a while, he'd see the two of you in the hallway. Working hard to suffer through an exchange of pleasantries between long awkward pauses. The whispers had been effectively stomped to death, with no one the wiser as to what the hell had happened.

V, the one you hated and the one who hated you. How the two of you even met was beyond anyone's understanding. How you didn't rip each other's throat out even more so. Why he was here? God only knew.

And the last one, JK. Your trainee before Erik. The one who'd shamelessly bounced, leaving you in the dust when the enrollment came with a nary of thank you. After that, you officially joined the cleaner department and largely went missing from the public eye.

And, of course, Yoongi himself. The only official boyfriend. The one who officially broke both of your hearts.

"If all of you could please focus!" Jimin snapped, standing with a wad of paper in hand, waving it like a teacher in front of particularly annoying group of students.

"He even made notes," Namjoon whispered faintly.

"More like a manifesto," Yoongi snickered, letting his eyes wander over the sheer thickness of the file.

"Silence!" For a split second, Yoongi wanted to make a jab about a chihuahua being able to bark, but having considered his own height, he chose to be silent.

"So, let's start with basics. Erik Genyer. Joined two and a half years ago through a recruitment agent. He's 24, lived in Seattle before moving here. No known parents or siblings." Jimin recounted with ease.

"I hope you didn't look through his records," Namjoon frowned at the screen. "Because I did not authorize that."

"Does it count as looking if it's a brief glance?"

"Yes."

"And yet here you are benefitting from it." Namjoon could only breathe through his nose a tad harder.

"Why are you telling us this?" Jin interjected. "Mr CEO here could just give us his file - we'd read for ourselves."

"I will not. That's against company policy."

"And what you're doing here is completely legal and non - invasive." Jin raised his eyebrows, not phased even in the slightest that he was much below Namjoon's position.

"Silence!" Jimin yelped again at the front. "Has anyone here worked with Erik?"

"Hope definitely has," V piped up from his seat, looking as uninterested as one could. Yoongi narrowed his eyes at him. V took the piercing glare in stride, haughtily turning away.

"Well, yes but..." Jimin shuffled on the stage almost awkwardly. "He has strictly declined the invitation to our little... boy band."

"Wait does that mean he could tell _̸̢͉̦͔̣͈̱̅́́̓͊̇̂̓́̕͝ͅ_̸̨̙͚̻̬͖͉̻͔̑̓͐͜ - I mean R.D.?" Jungkook suddenly asks, eyes wide. Even Yoongi blanched at the thought. Everyone straightened in their seats. This was all fun and games until the moment you knew. Oh, you'd rip each and every one of them a new asshole. All of them could kiss goodbye to any attempt of trying to mend bridges. By that point, there wouldn't even be a river stretching underneath.

"I sincerely hope not." Jimin whispers and they sit in a moment of silence, weighing the risks.

"Heh, hope not." Jin suddenly gives a breathy laugh solely to be met by a general aura of disapproval.

"It's not funny." Namjoon scolds slightly but, Jin being Jin, openly looks him into eyes and goes -

"I know."

Amidst the banter, JK raises his hand shyly.

"I trained with him for a short while."

"And what is he like?" Jimin's eyes almost sparkled at anyone giving an actual insight.

"He must be wearing contacts or something," Yoongi mused, pushing the cap of his water bottle around the table. He knew Jimin to be attractive. No one in the entire company would shut up about it, nevertheless, something about him seemed almost supernatural.

JK shrugged in response.

"A bit rude and careless but talented. He finished training early."

"Did it seem like he was particularly going after her?" Namjoon interrogated further. There was a deep scowl of resentment on his face.

"Uhh, no. I think he was interested in the cleaner department in general. Apparently, he spent most of his orientation there."

"He also spent a month in surveillance. Did you speak with him...V?" If V was surprised by Jimin addressing him personally, he didn't show it as he continued to inspect his nails.

"Didn't even know he was there."

"Why did he stay so long in the cleaner department?" Yoongi asked as he ran over the information on the screen. Besides the already mentioned month in surveillance and a week in networking and relations, this Erik hadn't even tried to apply anywhere else.

"Poor communication skills. I had to throw him out. That's why he was only there a week." Jin explained.

"So you spoke to him?"

"Well, no, Irina," he was interrupted by a hollow thud. Without prompt V had dropped his steel thermos onto the desk, tea splattering everywhere and staining JK's jacket in the process. Both of them fumbled to clean it up with anything they could. V dabbed the desk harshly, the wood creeking at every aggressive wipe. Yoongi saw Jin looking sideways, the same confused expression echoed on his face.

"Well, as I was saying, Irina, R.D.'s friend, I'm sure you're familiar, came to me, said he was causing trouble and asked to refer him."

"And you sent him to R.D.?"

Jin gave a deeply suffering sigh.

"No, I did not send him. I referred him to general management and they gave him to the cleaners ."

"Ok, I get all of this. But what are we supposed to do about him?" Namjoon interrupted, jaw set in a tight grip.

Jimin fell silent at the front of the room.

"Yeah, this was the main question." Yoongi thought bitterly.

It was all a question of ethics, wasn't it? JK could pretend all he wanted to be above it all, to be respectful but then he trailed secret circles around you. Whether from guilt or perhaps a sense of entitlement. Yoongi didn't know or really care. Nevertheless the kid clearly had a hard time differentiating between what he said and what he did. Yoongi was however surprised to see Namjoon be so eager. He quite fancied making himself bald from worrying about the nature of evil. Just how easy it was to hide it behind big aspirations of providing aid. But it seemed as of late all of that was tossed aside.

Jimin was the one who orchestrated this in the first place, and so naturally, everyone looked at him for guidance. He was still shuffling around, nervously fiddling the blue pen.

"Well, first of all, I think we should talk more to R.D." A huff passed around the room.

"Talk to her?" V asked sceptically, mouth set in a straight line and heavy wrinkles carved between brows.

"Do you have any idea how difficult that would be?"

"Certainly it would be for you," Yoongi snarled, earning a harsh glare.

"Listen, at the end of the day, it's not really about us trying to force her into something. It's just to make sure... she's living a safe life. Well, the safest that's possible." Jimin said with enough sincerity to trigger certain insecurities within Yoongi and by the look of it also Namjoon.

It was no secret that between the seven, they were the most possessive over you. Both having the wrong idea that you were theirs. Which is why you left and why you probably were so caught up in Jimin. The purity and sheer selflessness of his sentiments acted like a punch to the gut. The genuine care that he reflected like a sun made the raw wound in Yoongi's chest seep even more. To be loved like that would be a dream come true. Yoongi shifted his attention to the laminated floor.

"We talk to her, find out what her life is like, keep a close eye on what Erik does. Talk to other cleaners about him, and once we find out, she's happy. That's. The. End. Of. That." There was no uncertainty. Jimin was dead serious.

The meeting was adjourned, quite amicably actually, but Yoongi knew that the rest of them had ulterior motives and plans. He had them too.

Jin and JK were no threat. Both were too uncertain of what to do with you.

Jimin had some deep-seated self esteem issues. Despite his 123 slide presentation, the way he spoke made it clear. That's probably why the abrupt parting, Yoongi mused. Both of you most likely shared the same anxiety about not being good enough for the other.

V was just V.

Namjoon was the only one Yoongi was truly worried about. Even from looking at his back, walking headstrong up the stairs, Yoongi could see how stubborn Namjoon was. In a way, it was like looking in a mirror. The possessiveness, the mulish mindset. They'd saw you, all of you and had decided that this was it. Yes, Namjoon would certainly be the toughest rival. However, Yoongi was very good at playing the long game. Especially if he wanted something so bad it felt like his thorax slowly being ripped out.

All that was left was Hope. But he wasn't even a viable player. After all, he hadn't even shown up.

***

"Why the fuck is he so heavy?" Erik grunted, swaying left and right and holding onto his dear life to the bagged pair of legs.

"Rigor mortis...set in," you huffed in answer, from the upfront of the body. "At least he wasn't rotting already. That's just nasty. 1, 2, 3."

Both of you lift the body into the van and let the poor bastard drop with a soft thud. Sweat pooled underneath your white hazmat suit with plastic glasses digging straight into your brain. You banged hard against the "EMT" van, and it drove away, carrying Dr. Martin Leyster to the morgue.

Should the neighbours see anything, it was a sad story of a depressed psychiatrist accidentally overdosing on his own meds. The evidence of him manipulating his most vulnerable patients into bankruptcy erased in you any stray feelings of sympathy though.

"You have the peroxide?" You rifled through the cleanup bag, but instead of answering, Erik began to actively point somewhere behind your back. A cold chill ran up your spine as you realize someone has been watching you stuff the body in the trunk. It quickly dissipates when you see a familiar smile.

"Hard at work, I see," Hope whistled, bounding towards you more like a kid on a school trip, rather than what the reality was.

"May I borrow your mentor for a bit?" He asked politely, still smiling up at Erik. There was no warmth in his expression.

"You are after all now an official member of the cleaner crew. Surely you can handle this on your own."

Erik looks at you for a moment before giving a loud sigh and trudging back to Leyster's office, the white toolbox angrily swishing back and forth in his hand.

Without hesitation, you remove the glasses from your head, revelling in the ease of pressure. Hope had stopped smiling altogether, looking quite pensive.

"What brings you here?" You ask lightly. To see him here is not worrying per se, but certainly interesting. He gives a quick shrug.

"Nothing much. Wanted to see how you were doing after that runt's little stunt." You only laugh at the shallow animosity. Erik's talent to drive people out of their patience was truly remarkable.

"I'm doing fine. You know... working. What about you?"

"I've been working as well."

You both fall silent.

"You ever thought about leaving the BH?" He suddenly asked, and you quirk a brow at the question.

"Not particularly. Have you?" Hope focuses a blank gaze at the grey walls of the multi-story apartment complex.

"A little bit. Last few days especially." You stand in muted shock. Hope was the last person you thought would quit. He was, without doubt, the most devoted, the most passionate out of all the hundreds of employees. He lived for the cause, he himself said so. And yet now he stood uncertain in front of you. Not really the bright and friendly Hope everyone knew, not really the strict and somewhat terrifying training teacher. He was just...quiet. It was an upsetting scene.

"Do you want to go for a drink or a lunch, maybe?" You offer, reaching for the zipper of the white suit. Yes, Erik could handle this on his own. He was a big boy. Hope hastily placed his hand atop of yours, pausing the movement. Even through the fabric, it radiated warmth. No wonder people called him sun. He frowned at the conjoined hands, lightly stroking his thumb over your knuckles before lighting up like a Christmas tree.

"No, no. I don't want to burden you with my problems." You didn't believe his smile for a second.

"Well, I won't steal you away for much longer, the pup might get anxious." He turned around, by the looks of ready to sprint off.

"Hey, wait!" He paused, not looking back.

"Do you why JK has been stalking me?"

"He has?"

He had. The first time you noticed a shifting figure in the background, you wrote it off to the combination of hangover and exhaustion. The second time he'd run off into the night faster than you could catch up. The third time you nearly flung yourself off the roof when seeing a pair of doe eyes staring back at you from an empty apartment building.

"There isn't like an alliance going around between some of my... acquaintances?" Truth be told, you found the very idea ridiculous, but it had wormed its ugly way into your brain and was now near impossible to get out. JK, Jimin, Yoongi and Namjoon wouldn't even get along with each other. Even though those four were most likely to meddle in your business. However, if looking realistically, it was probably just your paranoia taking an intensive round. Seeing suspicious cars, watchful eyes and snooping noses where there were none. Hope threw you a sardonic smile.

"That would just be stupid."

(a/n)

In this story people have their names and codenames and will be often used interchangeably. It all depends whether in the story the POV character knows the names of others or not.

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hecohansen31 · 4 years

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Worshipping Your Body And Mind:

Henry Pearl+Poet! Reader

(A/N): Hello there, lovlies!

So... I have a slight problem writing fanfic lately, both because I am uninispired... and both because I have an hard time writing and finding time to do it!

BUT I HAVE IDEAS... and I am working on some asks, I am very sorry that it is taking quite a bit... but... life is shit!

And this was written, meanwhile I was blocked so, I hope you’ll like it an it won’t suck (also... just wanted to say that i suck at writing erotic poems so it sucks... I am sorry).

WARNINGS: Mention of Sex and Sexual Theme, Past Traumas, Insecurity and Awful Erotic Poems.

You had started writing erotic poems when you were nothing but a teen.

At first you had found them funny, in a way that made you broke away from the taboo that sex was in your small community but moving forward a few years you had relied on them to comfort yourself about the lack of sexual activity in your life.

All your friends had boyfriends, and you didn’t.

But you had your poems and, according to the gruesome description of your friends’ first times, they were much better than any man.

Except Henry.

You had met Henry Pearl once you had been given a teaching job at Battlecreek and from the start you had just been attracted by the other, like opposite magnets, in a shy courting that had brought you on your knees for the sweet man.

You still remembered that time you had gone skinny dipping and you had shared your first sweet kiss, and you had witnessed his scars and hadn’t run away from him.

“Why would I?” you had asked, softly laying some kisses onto his chest and neck where the marked tissues stood out “They are just scars, just a bit of different skin and most importantly: it isn’t what define you Henry Pearl”.

You had slowly moved your hand from his neck to where his heartbeat could be found, extremely rushed due to your closeness and the insecurity he felt, transforming in anxiety, with each second you spoke.

He had kind of expected you to run away, but you hadn’t.

You never would, you promised yourself when you saw that desperate look in his eyes.

“… this…” you had leaned down to kiss his heart, right where the muscle stood out, pumping blood, almost as in an attempt to get close to you “… is what defines you, above anything else, and nothing else matters.

Your relationship with Henry was shy and attentive to each other’s needs, but this didn’t mean that it was less firey than anybody’s.

And when you had finally experienced sex, through a human body and not a book, it had been definitely less gruesome than your friend had told you, but also extremely intense, a million of thoughts and emotions going through your body and your mind.

Henry asked, as a true gentleman, instructions for anything, waiting for your sign to even start undressing you, no matter the fact that you were obviously aching from him, the evidence on your panties.

But you hadn’t minded the slowness, it had helped you feeling everything and not losing a bit of that magical experience.

From then on, your erotic poems had become even more real, with attentive description of what happened with Henry, and that is why they were extremely private to you.

But that day you had left behind your little diary, since you had been running late for school, quickly smacking Henry’s lips with a small kiss, moving away to collect, as you rushed outside, your bag and your things.

And your diary, where all your poems were written was now on the ground of Henry’s room.

He hadn’t meant to look inside it, but he had thought it might have been something important since it seemed pretty used so he had given it a little look inside, and at first he had just found dates, but as he moved to quickly look through the pages he had found… definitely more than he had bargained for.

The first poems were painful awkward, with you searching your style and muse, but Henry had been too absorbed in your writing to care, discovering soon a precious series of poems that warmed Henry’s heart…

… and his cheeks.

Although he was a connoisseur of poems, he never approached the sexual type, but he felt suddenly curious after reading yours.

And then he got to a rather special sector of your diary: it was dedicated to him.

“To Henry, who knew all my secrets before I even knew them myself”.

He had blushed further, knowing that if the reading of the previous poems was an invasion of your fantasy he could justify, this wasn’t…

… but if it involved also him, why couldn’t he give it a look?

Wasn’t he a bit entitled to also read this?

But it didn’t matter anymore, as his hands, moved to turn the pages, and discover the first poem, as if they had their own mind

He immediately recognized the date as your first meeting: you had come to ask for some help with your car, having had quite some troubles on your way there, and he hadn’t been able to say much more than a few words to you, completely enchanted by your gentleness and the way your eyes shone, even at night.

He had called them “his own precious suns” making you giggle and kiss him, not much later when you two had started your relationship.

And the poem said:

“Oh, handsome stranger,

You looked at me as if I was the most divine of things

What you didn’t know was that to me

It was love at first sight.

Your pretty smile and your delicate lips,

I already wanted kiss.

And your soft button nose.

You looked like a true dream,

The kind that leaves me to wake up with my thighs drenched,

And my body and mind to desire more”.

He flushed, surprised that you had felt attracted to him like that from the start.

He moved further, skimming through the poems till he reached another important date, the first time you had seen him naked.

“I caught him as Actaeon caught Diana,

Washing herself in the little mirror of moonlight she reigns.

He never looked more divinely,

And as the damned hunter,

I found myself caught by him and his body,

Wanting to have him against him,

After I undressed him slowly,

And feel him against me, with nothing between us.

I want to feel you my sweet Henry,

With nothing between us”.

He continued skimming through the pages and found himself growing more and more interested in your writing but also flattered of your description of him, since they felt so true, and all of them were extremely flattering.

“Tonight, we made love,

He said as he exited me,

I felt empty,

Because we didn’t make love

We joined our souls together

And I don’t think I would ever be

Ready to let him go”.

He felt the same and to see it written on paper it made him feel strangely… understood and his self-esteem grow to extreme levels, feeling confident with anything that you so sweetly and so warmly said about him, the emotion coating each word.

He was so into reading the poems that he didn’t see the passing of time, and alongside that… that you had finally come back, catching him with your diary in your hands.

You were immediately taken aback but when your mind linked the dots, a sudden blush spread all through your face, completely matching Henry’s one, who rushed to close the diary, to try to make himself less guilty.

“Is that my diary?” you asked, meanwhile you tried to focus on something and feel anything other than embarrassment.

Henry just nodded, and you moved closer, mostly to grab back your diary, with maybe more force than you should have, immediately gaining a small look of hurt from him.

“I am sorry, I didn’t mean… I mean… I didn’t want to…” he tried to breath in all those rushed words, trying to speak without making himself look like a fool, meanwhile your eyes softened, feeling like you couldn’t get mad at your boyfriend, although you were still ashamed of what he had read “… I thought it might have been something important, and I wanted to check if I needed to bring it to you, or not”.

“That was rather nice of you, Henry” you comforted him, gently moving closer, and sitting beside him, although you kept your distance, avoiding physical contact, something which didn’t go unnoticed to him

“… I didn’t mean to read it all… but…” he knew that there were no excuses for that invasion of privacy “... I am sorry”.

“Hey, I am actually the one who is sorry that you had to go through that…” you mumbled staring at your hands “… those pomes, they are so awkward… and you must think that I am an idiot … and a pervert”.

He suddenly realized that you weren’t angry at him for snooping, but at you… because you were ashamed of what he had found… thinking it to b not enough and weird.

“No no!” he rushed to you, getting on his knees in front of you, suddenly enough that surprise shone again in your eyes and he had the entirety of your attention, meanwhile you quickly rushed closer to him, as if he was readying himself to whisper some kind mystical knowledge “… I wasn’t… I didn’t think that you are either of those things, your poems… they actually made me feel powerful and gorgeous, as you said”.

You were extremely taken aback by his affirmation and he gently closed his hand around your diary, moving yourself to do the same, meanwhile you looked at him as if he was making you cry.

“… I am sorry for snooping, I was curious and should have asked for your permission, but…” his voice lost an octave, becoming deeper and less audible “… but if you ever want to share some of them with me, it would be my greatest honor, to know that I am worshipped by such beautiful words”.

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vanessamcrgan · 7 years

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hey honeybees ! i made another lyric masterlist, but instead with potential muse tags for your verse names, biographies or anything your little heart desires !! you can find my exes masterlist {here.} these are in alphabetical order and if you’ve found this helpful, please like/reblog !!

a failure at everything; 18 going on extinct

ain’t you ever see a princess be a bad bitch?

am i more than you bargained for yet?

and all of the mothers raise their babies to stay away from me

and the poets are just kids who didn’t make it

a pretty picture but the scenery is so loud

are you insane like me; been in pain like me?

baby i’m beautiful and bad; and i’ll destroy everything you have

the blood in my veins is made up of mistakes

but i’m lying i’m so very far from fine

but you will remember me; remember me for centuries

can’t take the kid from the fight; take the fight from the kid

‘cause you can be your own spotlight

don’t belong to no city; don’t belong to no man

everything looks perfect from far away

give me therapy; i’m a walking travesty

gotta kiss myself i’m so pretty

heavy metal broke my heart

i am your worst nightmare

i don’t care what you think as long as it’s about me

i don’t have the right name or the right looks but i have twice the heart

i don’t wanna be another social causality

i don’t want to be a footnote in someone else’s happiness

i think there’s a fault in my code

i’m bad behavior but i do it in the best way

i’m a little bit shy a bit strange and a little bit maniac

i’m a loose bolt of a complete machine

i’m coming apart at the seams

i’m just a mess with a name and a price

i’m mr. reckless with a capital R

i’m not as think as you drunk i am

i’m not passive but aggressive; take a note it’s not impressive

i’m on the bad side of 25

i’m the champion of people who don’t believe in champions

i'm the option you shouldn't have chosen

i’m the violence in the pouring rain, i’m a hurricane

i’m trying to fix my pride but that shit’s broken

is it true that pain is beauty?

i only want what i can’t have

i’ve got troubled thoughts and a self esteem to match

i’ve got sinning on my mind sipping on red wine

i was young and a menace

keep your distance from her

letting people down is my thing baby

low on self esteem so you run on gasoline

nobody likes you when you’re twenty three

oh hell yes i’m a nervous wreck

she acts like summer and walks like rain

she eats up men like hall & oates

she’s got style she’s got grace an appetite for expensive taste

she lives in a fairytale somewhere too far for us to find

she sleeps beneath the surface consorting with the serpents

these chanel bags is a bad habit

too young to notice and too dumb to care

underdog just look at the mess you've made

we are the new americana high on legal marijuana

well i must confess i’m in love with my own sins

what didn’t kill me never made me stronger at all

when i’m fucked up that’s the real me

wherever i go trouble seems to follow

you are what you love not who loves you

you built up a world of magic because your real life is tragic

your heart is narrow your mind is broad

you’re ripped at every edge but you’re a masterpiece

you seem to replace your brain with your heart

you should beware of a woman with a broken heart

you were the girl that nobody could own

#verse names #tag masterlist #tags #rph #rpcha

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dapperfvck-arc · 7 years

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How do you run your blog?

Repost; Do Not Reblog

Speed: It really depends. Usually I’ll get to a thread within a week or two at the longest. Given that have several partners that I talk to and plot with daily/weekly, we generate a lot of new ideas frequently and when something takes awhile, it usually got buried by under a crust of new threads and occasional meme prompt ask. My drafts box is like an archeological site, I swear. Sometimes I do have trouble with inspiration for a reply, but usually it’s just a matter of getting wrapped up with my little circle of friends and co-writers.

A side note, during my working week, my productivity slows to a crawl. I’m usually better off in Skype or tumblr IM and may get to a thread or two either before or after work if I’m just not in lurk/shit post mode until I pass out.

Replies: Aesthetically I use extremely light formatting. The first word always bolded and italicized and default size with all other text smaller. I also bold the quotation marks in dialogue because it looks hella cool on my blog proper given that I have bolded/italicized text is a different colour than the rest of the text. It also looks classy af on the dash. Icons for either FC depending on verse or comic caps are used until it gets to nsfw stuff or with some drabble prompts. As for preferences, I’m really quite flexible. Honestly, tho, I’m a multi-para whore and with most threads, eventually they start to get longer and longer. However, unless I can’t parse my muse’s thoughts on a matter or situation, I won’t go in hard and fast on a one-liner or small single para. Unless you’re one of my people, but then again, you prolly already have experience being slapped with my throbbing multi-para hard-on.

I don’t expect people to match me, and sometimes I may struggle to match length, as well, but I do like to see an attempt. Like if I give you a four para starter, I would prefer not to get a two sentence reply back (some of you are shaking your head, but this actually happened to me in my halcyon days in the community).

Starters: I don’t do greeters, because idk, for me it feels like when a teacher called on you because you weren’t paying attention. Nearly every time I’ve gotten a greeter, I’m unprepared and feel quite suddenly pressed. The RPC is already a ball of anxiety 85% of the time and I don’t want to add to anyone’s discomfort, providing I’m not the only crazy person who reacts to getting a greeter like a distant gunshot. Depending on how clogged my drafts box is and how busy I am, I probably post a starter call every couple weeks and open starters very rarely because like, idk, no one ever hops on them, so I don’t really feel like they’re welcome. In the case of the latter, I only ask that people read the tags. Some open starters are meant for mutuals, particularly ones with some established interaction.

Unless they’re plotted starters (or replies to longer ask box meme responses that I wanted to turn into a thread), they usually start short and often vague. Please don’t keep it vague. It drives me nuts. I want you to present an idea, go out on a limb, whatever (I mean within reason of course, use your common sense, too).

Inbox: It’s a mess, tbqh. A lot of times I mindlessly reblog or queue memes, especially at work or when I’m out and about on mobile, and then don’t feel like doing them or get excited over certain prompts over others. I will say that I keep things in my inbox for a very long time and might get to replying to prompt weeks to months later. Frequently I will draft ones that I know will be long.

Selectivity: Hoooo boy. I’m pretty fucking selective tbh. I like my partners to be literate and of course be able to enjoy their portrayal/character. That’s not to say I’m not open to meeting new people and interacting with new muses. I don’t need to know your muse extensively to RP with you, but I’m also perfectly willing to educate myself (I’m not going to front, I was compelled to watch both Daredevil and Preacher for the sake of character/canon research, as well as starting to read Lucifer). Also, I mostly RP with mutuals, but again, that doesn’t mean I’m not willing to discover new mutuals, you feel me?

Sometimes when my stress levels are high or I’m drowning in drafts, I tend to be a bit more standoffish and stick to “my people”, however this doesn’t last for long and may be broken by a compelling enough new interaction.

Wishlist item: *pounds table aggressively* CONSTANTINE FAM! AND I SUPPOSE THIS IS REALLY SELFISH BUT I WANT A CHERYL OR GEMMA RP BLOG IN MY LIFE. AND IDEK MAYBE HAVING A CHERYL BLOG WOULD BE BORING AS SHIT, BUT A GEMMA??? SURELY TO FUCK SOMETHING FASCINATING COULD BE DONE WITH HER. Also: CHAS! ELLIE! HELL BLAZER CANON CHARACTERS PLS.

ahem.

Anyway, idk, I really don’t have a wishlist? I mean, there are certain themes I’m keen to explore. Like my mythological bent to John, and developing certain verses, but like...all things considered I’m just more interested in world and relationship building than ticking off a wishlist of AUs or situations I want to see played out.

Honest note: I’m fiercely independent, and I don’t put up with bullshit. Honestly, I don’t have much tolerance for drama and the easiest way to push me away is pull me into a vortex of social or interpersonal drama. Been there, done that, and honestly I can be a bit skittish if I start getting a weird vibe. I’m coming up on five years RPing on tumblr and there’s not a lot that shocks me anymore.

A few more admissions:

-- I love writing ships. When I wrote fanfic, it was 95% shippy stuff. That doesn’t mean it’s all about romance, fluff, and sex, sometimes it’s just how two muses relate to each other or a glimpse into their lives together, but I know my strengths and tend to default to them. This doesn’t mean I’m out to collect lovers for John or am not willing to step out my comfort zone, just that there’s going to be a lot of that stuff here.

-- If we talk ooc, there’s a 100% more possibility that you’re going to get more attention from me both ic and ooc. It’s just a matter of comfort level. Though I might seem together and confident, it’s only really in regard to my writing. I’m intimidated by people who are so much better at being witty and fun and silly on tumblr and chatty about their characters and fandom outside of the constraint of meme prompts or whatever. I guess I’m just afraid of boring people or having followers roll their eyes like “omg Iggy stfu. Don’t you have twenty-odd replies? Chop, chop you anal retentive bitch.” Mind, no one’s actually said this to me, I just have dodgy self-esteem, honestly, and some days are worse than others.

-- If I tell you I think you’re a good writer, I mean it. This is important.

-- If I tell you I’m worried about the quality of a reply I gave you, I’m not fishing for compliments, I’m legitimately uncertain that you’ll like it. Just fyi.

-- I’m bad at writing m/f ships in any expedient manner. I have no good excuse for this other than being queer trash that would rather write about men being in love and lust. And uh, that’s not a good excuse at all. I’m just the literal worst and I’m sorry I come off as not inclusive enough. Honestly, I’m trying to be better about this deep failing of mine.

-- I apologize a lot for things I shouldn’t. Sorry lol

Tagged by: @vamptrampbamf

Tagging: @dcviltongued, @aliasinvestigate, @hittcr, @haharlarious, @riskedfalling, @hawkwxrd, @rageinmybones

#w ow this got real ahhgdhtghd

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whenboredatnight · 5 years

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Things To Do When Bored At Night

Need some quality musings for stimulation exercises to no end (or disgraceful) on a Saturday night? You don't by and large need to go out drinking with your friends at a bar or dispose of everyone and stay in light of the way that you don't have money. We'll exhibit to you some fun exercises to no end or for scarcely anything. You may even win some money.

I for the most part state, "basic breeds imaginativeness," so you just need to get inventive. As opposed to considering considerations isolated, I've collected this once-over of things you can enhance the circumstance free any week's end you require. The primary concern left to consider will understand what to do.

#1 Tabletop amusement Night

Host a month to month or step by step tabletop diversion night. It is the perfect purpose behind a laid-back night with two or three your most cherished peeps. Get a couple of goodies and demand that your sidekicks bring some alcohol. Viola, you got yourself a funfilled night of pleasant test and laughs.

Two or three our most adored framework preoccupations are Small World, Settlers of Catan and Pandemic. In case you are scanning for something fairly progressively glad and fascinating try Exploding Kittens, Disturbed Friends or The Voting Game. A direct round of Poker fills in also. With the right redirections, and people it will be your new most adored action on Saturday night.

#2 Night Hike/Bike

Get out your bike, or put on your sneakers, and go the hellfire outside. Visit your neighborhood, get out through the protected bit of some adjacent woods. Perhaps find a lit pathway at an area park. Watch the sunset. Be bound together with nature! In any case, remember, security first youngsters. Wise mechanical assembly and tops if your riding in lack of definition.

Check neighborhood destinations to check whether there are any social event evening time rides in your general region like this Moonlight Bike Ride in Central Park NYC. Regardless, review, security first kids. Insightful mechanical assembly and tops if your riding in lack of definition.

#3 Benefit

Too broke to even consider evening consider going out? Sounds like you need to benefit. Make an effort not to stretch, you won't have to leave your parlor seat. Audit Junkie pays you to give your feeling on brands so they can pass on better things and organizations. Your colleagues aren't going. It just takes two or three minutes to produce your profile they will start organizing you to outlines. Complete the surveys to secure virtual centers that can be recovered for PayPal or e-Giftcards.

Start putting aside additional money so you can go out one end of the week from now with Earny. For no good reason, stores owe you money always yet they don't pay if you don't ask. That is the place Earny comes in – they robotize everything. Esteem drop? Get cash back for the qualification. Movements arrive later than advanced? Get cash back. Effort required? Zero, precisely how we like it.

#4 Complete a Brewery or Vineyard Tour

Visiting refineries is a standout amongst my most adored exercises, and I scan for ones that give you free ale toward the end. Regardless, I encounter extensive troubles not buying more ale after the visit. So I would prescribe visiting two or three packaging works or wineries in a lone Saturday night.

#5 Geocaching

Geocaching is an exceptional redirection that you play with your phone. Simply go to the site, make a record, and start chasing down a store near your territory. Players cover treasures wherever all through the world for others to find, and it will take you puts you've never been. It's a ton like a scrounger pursue that you can play at whatever point you're hunting down something intriguing to do.

#6 Increase some new helpful information

There are unending such a noteworthy number of ways to deal with increase some new valuable learning. Computerized accounts are an amazing and incredibly fun way to deal with educate your self on new subjects and they are open to you to no end. Into science and culture? Take a gander at Radio Lab or This American Life. Need to finally get your records in line? Listen Money Matters is, clearly, our most adored anyway we esteem Marketplace too. History buffs, you should check out Hardcore History with Dan Carlin.

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#7 Volunteer

Advantage a couple, for what reason don't cha? Volunteering may not appear much fun, but instead it's free, it's something to do, and can finish up being very fun when you meet new people. You can pass on a friend to make it extensively continuously fun, and you'll such as yourself.

Not certain where to volunteer? See Volunteer Match to find volunteer information and postings in your adjacent system. With a quick google look for, you can find neighborhood soup kitchens, youths coaching workplaces and religious affiliations hunting down help.

#8 Young women (or Boys) Night In

This is my go-to. Young women or people night in are without a doubt the best time nighttimes. Find a friend who needs to stay in on a Saturday night and oblige them. Bring some sustenance and drinks over. Bring a film or long distance race watch a show. As a matter of fact, you're not staying in when you're out at a mates house. I do this all when I'm wanting to hang out and not spend any money. Amazingly a standout amongst my most cherished exercises on a Saturday night with allies.

#9 Check Your Community Calendar

The vast majority bunch have a date-book of events that you can check for what to do on a Saturday night. In our town, there are for each situation free or humble events going on around town. Check your town's webpage or seek after close-by bloggers by means of electronic systems administration media to be all great on whats going on close you – music events, awesome openings, street fairs, agriculturists markets, parody shows up.

#10 Visit a Free Museum or Zoo

The Smithsonian in Washington D.C. is free, just like various displays. Likewise, I couldn't mind less what you may think, yet displays are a radiant strategy to spend a Saturday. Encourage yourself and put aside some money rather than sitting on your affection situate seeing — god block — Duck Dynasty or something.

#11 Go Play a Sport

Do you understand that it is so normal to rouse a social event of people together to play Saturday night football? Genuinely, I'm asking, I do not understand. I figured it was in light of the fact that they did it in the film Invincible with Mark Wahlberg. I'm not a noteworthy recreations fan, but instead I bet if you expected to play an amusement amid the night, you could persuade a couple of individuals to join. Endeavor Basketball (I call it Night Court), football, tennis, hockey, or baseball.

#12 Have an Outdoor Film Festival

Pull your dimension screen TV out back or use a projector and watch films outside. My neighbor put a dimension screen by his hot tub and he sits before the TV out there always. Do get inventive here – hurl a subject night or set up a retro café. Young people in the 1960's used to pay a lot to serve seeing a film under the stars on a Saturday night.

#13 Go to a Local or National Park

I venerate parks. There's wide open spaces, trails, tennis courts, water fountains, structures, and play zones… a significant ish open park is really stacked up with exercises on a Saturday night. Bring a barbecue, a deck of cards and value the outside.

Parks are in like manner remarkable for individuals seeing. People watching sounds loathsome, anyway it will in general be a wreck of fun. Park yourself some place with a sidekick or two and essentially watch the world as it travels by.

#14 Go to an Art Gallery Opening

If you have to drink and not consume money, go get a workmanship show — they generally serve free wine! Outright least, you could no doubt deal with some free cheddar. Likewise, the workmanship could be cool too. Nothing d clears your mind and lifts your creativity like visiting workmanship shows.

#15 Night times Are Made for Star Gazing

As a gigantic nerd, I could look toward the sky and get authentic some place down in dialog about our universe with essentially any person who may listen to me. My dad is shockingly increasingly awful. Likewise, you needn't waste time with an unrestrained telescope to discover the sky.

Sky View is a hand-held planetarium for your phone. Basically point your phone at the sky to perceive stars, brilliant bodies, planets, and satellites. I use it always and it's a gigantic measure of fun.

#16 Hang At A Book Store

On the off chance that you're contemplating what to do on a Saturday night alone, I'll you what I do when I'm extremely tired and flying solo, I'll go to a Barnes and Noble immediately. I by and large bring my PC and demand a coffee, anyway there have been events I've gone, found an agreeable seat and read either magazines or two or three books. Best thing ever!

#17 Make a Backyard Bonfire

As a past scout, I have a significant love for blazes. I could develop a fire and parlor around it for an impressive time allotment essentially looking at it without a thought entering my contemplations. All you require is an open space a long way from trees, several squares to make a fire ring, and wood. Impact! Make some smores, drink a couple of ales and sing kumbaya. Maybe describe several spirit stories.

Present day Scavenger Hunt

Gather your allies, make a once-over of strange things to find all through your zone, set

#fun #masti #bore #fullmasti

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paradisefovnd · 5 years

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animal familiars

me - black leopard

also known as the panther, this animal familiar is very stealthy and silent, seemingly the essence of the night and shadows. however, they are far from having an evil or dark reputation. black leopards represent seeing the beauty in all things, and finding good in even the darkest of circumstances. people with this familiar are usually good at expressing themselves, either artistically or through their talents and passions. a black leopard familiar helps their master feel safe and secure, inspires them, and can act as a mentor or teacher to them.

this familiar represents expressing yourself, seeing the beauty in anything, facing fears, intelligence, night, and grace

muses under the cut!

shane mccutcheon - fox

though often having a reputation as a trickster, the fox familiar is actually a good mentor to their master. they are some of the best animals as guides through difficult situations, using wisdom, cunning, and intelligence to lead the way. being very seclusive and quiet, you are very likely a more introverted individual, though that doesn't stop you from being kind and helping others. like the fox, you are very aware of your environment and the people around you, and are hard to catch off-guard. a fox familiar may act as a teacher or mentor to their master, helping them through difficult situations and keeping them aware of the world. this familiar represents intelligence, being secluded, cleverness, awareness, quick-thinking, wisdom

jake long - dolphin

known for its playful and upbeat nature, the dolphin is in fact one of the smartest animals, besides humans. their sometimes accepting behavior around us has lead to them as being a symbol of protection and kindness. like the dolphin, you are a very creative and cheery individual, but intelligent as well. you don't overthink things, instead trusting your intuition and enjoying life as it is. however, if someone is hurting you or others, you don't back down, and are brave enough to stand up and face the threat. a dolphin familiar helps guide their master to the right decision, show the optimistic side of things, and inspire them in ideas or goals. this familiar represents creativity, playfulness, intuition, protectiveness, acceptance of others, bravery, optimism

mark darcy - owl

for ages the owl has been a symbol of wisdom, intuition, the mysterious and unknown, and the night. just like this intelligent familiar, you always base your decisions off of a solid, logical foundation, and plan ahead whenever you get the chance. personality-wise, you are most likely a more introverted individual, and usually try to see both sides of an argument, no matter what they seem like at first glance, before choosing. you also have a knack for seeing through lies and those trying to trick you. an owl familiar acts as a guide and teacher to their master, and protects them from deception and liars.

this familiar represents wisdom, intelligence, mysteriousness, an introverted personality, perception, logic, understanding

graham eaton - polar bear

the polar bear is a very mysterious, powerful, yet strikingly graceful arctic predator, and its power is often told of in many inuit legends and myths. it is said to be strongly in-tune with spiritual matters. its snow white fur is used to blend into the ice, then strike prey without warning. similar to the polar bear, you have a tendency to keep to the shadows, staying quiet and secluded. however, inside you have an impressive personality, that can greatly surprise others when you get the chance to just be yourself. a polar bear familiar encourages their master to follow their heart, protects their soul, and are a great companion for protection or combat. this familiar represents adaptability, independence, magic, skill, isolation, strength (both physical and mental)

megan bloomfield - dolphin

see description above! (under jake long)

sally carrera - manta ray

this sea creature, though a lesser known familiar, has its own unique beauty to it. it glides gracefully through the ocean with the impression of flying, its journey unfazed by most of its environment. in a similar way, you take things in life as they come, and understand that the future is still to come, and that the past is left behind. you are very careful with your actions and words, living a balanced life and understanding your own goals and personality. a manta ray familiar keeps their master's mindset and priorities in check, and helps them remain calm in any situation. this familiar represents balance, peacefulness, taking life as it comes, grace, understanding, being sure of yourself, carefulness

rose tyler - domestic cat

being a very curious and clever familiar, the cat is well-known for its personality and tendency to get into trouble. however, it rarely has any bad intentions, being an adventurous and ever-curious animal. along with its spirit of adventure, the cat also represents knowing one's limits and being sure of themselves, and never question who they truly are. similar also to the cat, though you are friendly to others, you would much prefer to be independent and in a quiet place instead of in a group. the cat familiar has a tendency to pull their master into adventures or exploring. they are also somewhat tied to magic. this familiar represents curiosity, adventurous spirit, unique personality, independence, playfulness, knowing who you are, magic

blair warner - deer

the deer familiar is mostly known for its shy, gentle personality and closeness to nature. they are very graceful and gentle creatures, representing harmony and a soft-heart. however, that does not mean being defenseless, as the antlers of a stag show determination good (but not prideful) self-esteem. these familiars are very sensitive to changes in the environment, and use their knowledge never to harm, but to warn you of danger or an action you could regret. a deer familiar inspires their master and friends with ideas, raise their confidence, and warn them of danger or their actions. this familiar represents gentleness, grace, innocence, confidence, nature, sensitiveness

jo polniaczek - fox

see description above! (under shane mccutcheon)

meredith quill - garden bird

ranging from finches to wrens, hummingbirds to jays, there is a wide variety of birds that could be your familiar. usually smaller in size compared to birds such as eagles or parrots, they are no less important. they are very quick-paced, lively animals, and in the same way, you are very quick to react to situations, and prefer not to have second thoughts. though you may have a playful nature, it is matched by your independent mindset, preferring to be free and yourself than to conform to the crowd. a bird familiar allows their master to feel the freedom to express themselves, and leads them towards adventure in life. this familiar represents freedom, expressing yourself, quick thinking, playfulness, liveliness, adventure, potential

emily gilmore - lynx

the lynx is an animal familiar with incredibly sharp senses, observing the environment carefully and knowing the perfect time to pounce on prey. in the same way, you too are very observant of the world around you, and don't let anything slip past you. even if you aren't exactly a human lie-detector (or maybe you are), you put trust in your intuition and instincts. if you have that feeling that something seems seriously off in an environment, you always prepare yourself in case danger does arise

a lynx familiar protects their master by discerning liars, sharpening their senses, and detecting danger in the area. this familiar represents instinct, intuition, sensing danger, logical decisions, planning ahead

helga g. pataki - polar bear

see description above! (under graham eaton)

rogelio de la vega - tree frog

the tree frog familiar has a great, interesting personality for its size. it represents the ability to cope with change, dreamers and imaginative individuals, and sometimes even good luck. unlike some, you don't always fear or dislike change; instead you embrace the future, making the best out of whatever comes your way, and always curious of what it will bring. you take every opportunity to enhance your abilities and make yourself a bright future! a tree frog familiar keeps their master happy in times of change and inspires them with creative ideas. they also bring them good luck. this familiar represents good luck, accepting change, hope or anticipation, dreamers, inspired thoughts, optimism

elle woods - dolphin

see description above! (under jake long)

jo march - black leopard

see description above! (under me) okay i just wanna say that i chose different answers for jo and i and we still got the same result even tho there are tons of options and i just feel so valid in this chili’s tonight :’)

regina george - tiger

the tiger, though very, very powerful, is a dangerous, mysterious, and unpredictable familiar. they are often the companion of one who has strong feelings of vengeance or hate to another person. however, you are most likely very independent and sure of who you are, and strive to be yourself and not conform to others. you are pushed through even the toughest of situations through willpower and wise decisions, if you are able to keep your feelings of anger in check. a tiger familiar is a very strong, vicious partner in battle, helps their master through mental stress, and gives them the will to continue on. this familiar represents shadows. willpower, anger, unpredictability, mystery, wisdom

daphne kluger - lion

the lion familiar is a powerful animal greatly renowned for dignity, courage, and leadership. it is often considered as one of the most powerful natural animals, a lion often representing the sun, while a lioness represents the moon. an individual with this familiar is not afraid to take the reins of a difficult task themselves. they are also make very wise decisions and are good at bringing chaos back to order. however, in some cases, their personality can lead way to greed and pride as well. a lion familiar is a powerful companion in battle, and gives their master an aura of leadership and dignity.

this familiar represents authority, wisdom, dignity, courage, self-confidence, honor

lou miller - manta ray

see description above! (under sally carrera)

elizabeth james - weasel

the weasel is a strikingly intelligent familiar, known for its sneakiness and cunning through any situation. they are actually, being a predator, very strong and determined fighters. however, one with a weasel familiar may be easily subject to temptation or an impulsive, do-now-ask-questions-later mindset. they tend to speak their mind, and have a knack for sarcasm or pulling pranks. though your cleverness may help you find a quick way out of conflicts, don't trust your luck too much.

a weasel familiar helps their master find clever routes, keep them precise with their wording, and makes sure that they have a few tricks up their sleeve.

this familiar represents cunning, cleverness, mischievousness, confidence, quick thinking, intellect

meredith blake - tiger

see description above! (under regina george)

fitzwilliam darcy - fox

see description above! (under shane mccutcheon)

jane bennet - giant panda

though the panda has a fuzzy, soft outward appearance, it is a very strong, sure-footed familiar. it is an animal accustomed to quiet areas, and can easily become stressed if the environment is too chaotic. similarly, you like calm, at ease surroundings, and are sensitive to harsh, loud places. you are a peaceful individual, usually preferring to be on your own, and can be somewhat materialistic, leaning material sources (i.e. food, games, books, money) instead of other people for comfort. a panda familiar helps care for and protect their master, keeping them emotionally stable in chaos and turmoil. this familiar represents emotional balance, peace, materialism, nurturing, sensitivity, gentleness

clarisse renaldi - fox

see description above! (see shane mccutcheon im dyingaljdfhash shane and queen clarisse having the same oneajsdkfhh altho u know what i can see it for reasons i won’t get into too much rnalskjdfhsljh)

andie johnson - dolphin

see description above! (under jake long)

anna wu - sea turtle

this familiar represents an individual who stands firm with their decisions, making the best out of life as it comes, and tries to find a peaceful route through any situation. you are a peacekeeper, no doubt; you can't stand violence between people, especially those you love, and will do anything to find a positive outcome for everyone. due to this mindset, you are a problem-solver, wise and great for giving advice to others. a sea turtle familiar helps their master stay at peace during chaotic times, and teaches them to take life as it comes and make the best of it. this familiar represents patience, acceptance, understanding, wisdom, peacekeepers, emotional stability

bobbie lee willis - owl

see description above! (under mark darcy)

#i loved this so much omg #i got so emotional reading these godsalkjdfhjkfdha #altho some are a lil questionable a lot are p Accurate #also it's interesting to see the few doubles and it feels oddly right #also i was gonna put icons with them all but i would need to make new icons and this took longer than expected already so asljdfh #this is what i did instead of replies tonightalsjkd #( mun tag. )#( shane. musings. )#( jake. musings. )#( mark. musings. )#( graham. musings. )#( megan. musings. )#( sally. musings. )#( rose t. musings. )#( blair. musings. )#( jo. musings. )#( meredith. musings. )#( emily. musings. )#( helga. musings. )#( rogelio. musings. )#( elle. musings. )#( jo m. musings. )#( regina. musings. )#( daphne. musings. )#( lou. musings. )#( elizabeth. musings. )#( meredith b. musings. )#( darcy. musings. )#( jane. musings. )#( clarisse. musings. )

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Can I have a prompt please? How about that this time is Johnny who has fangirls always looking for him? How is this situation going to affect Meena? (They're not dating yet ;×; ) thank youuuu

Hello artificial-children! I made this prompt a little bit deeper than I thought because that was where my muse led me. I love the concept of body positivity no matter what you look like and I think that this story explores it in a way that I myself did not too long ago. Thanks for the ask and enjoy!

Pesky Fangirls

Another successful show, another whirlwind night and Meena wassurrounded by flashing lights and the cheers of her fans. She always got kindof lost in the flurry of butterflies that rose up in her stomach, steadilyascending into a frenzy until she released them with her performance. Meenagave every song her all and this night was no different. The only way to calmthe storm of butterflies was for her to sing her heart out, to let herinhibitions fade away in her song and to just be free. As a result she wasthoroughly exhausted after the show when Buster insisted that they go out intothe lobby to sign autographs and greet the crowd that was waiting there.

Meena hadn’t been expecting quite so many people to be waiting for themin the lobby but as soon as they came in through the double doors a great cheerwent up as they were immediately mobbed by fans. The sheer volume of peopledemanding for her attention immediately overwhelmed her. She tried politely toanswer all of their questions, but they were so rapid fire that she just endedup backing away in an effort to escape. She jumped slightly when she bumpedinto the wall and had a sickening realization. Not only had she successfullycornered herself but she had also been separated from her friends and any kindof assistance.

Just when she was starting to feel like she couldn’t breathe andthe room was closing in around her; her savior arrived in the form of a smallbut formidable koala. Buster had seen her struggling the moment she walked intothe lobby and had worked his way over to her area. He quickly made the eagerfans form a line and began coaching her through the autograph signings andinteractions with her fans.

She was still shy and quiet but she was having fun making people smileand signing various objects that they thrust at her. After a few hours thecrowds were dwindling and Meena was finally free. She nearly collapsed againstthe wall in relief and looked around to see how her friends were faring.

Ash was packing up her guitar while a few stragglers admired it fromafar. Rosita was dashing out the door, calling back about how she needed to behome to tuck her kids into bed. Gunter was leaving, accompanied by a crowd ofhis admirers and Meena made out that they were headed for some clubs downtownand she felt herself marveling at the fact that he still had the energy to goclubbing right now. Ms. Crawley was ambling back to the stage to start shuttingeverything down and Eddie had bowed out long ago to pursue his scheduled videogame marathon.

Finally there was Johnny who was standing in the middle of the lobbysurrounded by a bunch of girls who were fawning over him. The gorilla was toopolite to push them off but by his smile Meena could see that he was actuallyenjoying their attention. There was a beautiful antelope with lots of makeuphanging on his arm, rubbing his bicep through his jacket while a sleek jaguarwrapped her arms around his neck and whispered in his ear. There were a fewother girls surrounding him, touching his clothes and gushing over hisperformance, his looks, his clothes, his hair, everything.

And Johnny was lapping it up.

Meena felt a twinge in her chest as she watched him interact with thegirls and suddenly the pleasant feeling that she got from hanging out with herfans was replaced by a cold feeling that seeped into her bones and made herfeel like she wanted to throw up. She fumbled around for her stuff and gatheredit into her arms haphazardly. She rushed past Ash who was waiting for her witha tired smile on her face. When Meena just rushed past her and burst out of thedoors her face morphed into confusion and she gaped after her friend.

A few seconds ago when she had glanced at her to check on her she hadbeen absolutely fine, happy despite how many people she had been exposed to.Ash frowned and looked around for the source of her friend’s emotions andfrowned when she found exactly what the source was. She stomped over to whereJohnny’s fan girls were fawning over him and shooed them away rudely, pushingthem out the doors. She shoved them out and gave them a glare that made eventhe most tenacious of the girls hurry away.

Then she turned around and focused her glare on Johnny who had beenwatching her in confusion. He froze in fear and looked around for help buteveryone else was gone and he was alone with a vengeful Ash.

“You idiot!” She pulled him down to her level so that she couldslap him upside the head and then shoved him away.

“Wot… why are ya hittin’ me?” Johnny asked as he rubbed the back of hishead.

“Because you’re an idiot and those girls are bimbos. You know that.” Shepointed at him accusingly and Johnny held up his hands in surrender, hoping tofend off another attack.

“I was just tryin’ ter be nice.” He shrugged innocently and Ash rolledher eyes.

“Yeah well it sure didn’t look like it to me or to Meena.” sheemphasized her friend’s name, giving Johnny a look. He stared back at her inconfusion and then looked around for Meena. When she was nowhere to be foundhis face drained of all color and he looked down in despair.

“Ya mean she thought I fancied all these girls?” He mumbled and Ashnodded, relieved that he finally got it.

“I suggest you go find her and make this up to her before she doessomething drastic. That is if you ever wanna ask her out.” She winked at Johnnywho turned bright red and smiled shyly.

“Thanks Ash.” He said as he dashed out the doors of the theatre to hiscar. Ash threw her guitar case over her shoulder and began her short walk home,mumbling to herself about oblivious gorillas and sensitive elephants.

The whole bus ride home Meena stared at the stylish bunny posing for amakeup ad on the wall of the bus. She was thin, had on lots of beautiful makeupand was dressed in clothes that Meena never even thought about wearing. She wasthe ideal woman and until now Meena hadn’t realized just how far she fell shortof those ideals. She spent the rest of the bus ride comparing herself to thebunny model on the ad. When she finally got home she crossed the streetand hurried into her room, trying to be as quiet as possible because her familymembers were asleep in their beds.

Once she slipped into her room she wandered over to her closet andexamined her clothes distastefully. Suddenly the t-shirts and jeans that sheusually wore weren’t flattering and everything made her look fat. Even thedress that she had worn for her performance, a beautiful A-line dress with alace top, suddenly emphasized all of the wrong features. She pulled it offhastily and slipped into her fluffy pajama pants and a tank top. Meena threwthe dress into her closet in distaste and walked over to the full-length mirrorthat was propped up in one corner of her room.

She examined herself critically, breaking down every flaw that didn’tseem to match up to the woman that Johnny wanted. She wasn’t tiny and sleek, orskinny by any means, she didn’t dress in tight clothes or short skirts, and therewasn’t one ounce of makeup on her face unless it was a very special occasion.She turned away from the mirror, feeling confused and upset, and knowing thatshe could never look like those girls that hung onto Johnny and looked sobeautiful. She laid down on her bed with a sigh and sniffled, tryingdesperately to keep the tears at bay, despite how they insisted on breakingfree and running down her face.

She was reaching over to turn off the lamp on her bedside table whenthere was a light rapping on her window. She nearly fell off of the bed insurprise and looked at the window in confusion as if she was imagining thenoises. But the knocking came again and she was too curious to turn out herlight and ignore it. She picked up a hairbrush as a weapon and inchedcautiously towards the window. She threw it open and thrust out her brush inwhat was supposed to be a threatening manner. Much to her surprise, it wasJohnny standing outside her window and holding his hands up in surrender.

“Daan’t shoot.” He chuckled nervously and Meena quickly put down thebrush, her cheeks coloring slightly with embarrassment.

“Johnny what are you doing here?” she whispered, looking back at herdoor nervously. If her mother or her grandparents caught her talking to a boy thislate at night she was dead meat.

“I wanted ter clear up somethin’ that I think ya might have been upsetby.” He sheepishly kicked at the grass, looking at the ground momentarilybefore looking back into her eyes.

“Oh I-I don’t know what you’re-“ Meena fiddled with the hem of herpajama shirt and looked anywhere but back at Johnny.

“Yer ten times prettier than any of those girls tonight.” Johnny justblurted out and Meena was struck silent, gaping slightly at him.

“I kna that ya thought I was flirtin’ wif those girls but I was justtryin’ ta be polite.” he said earnestly and Meena could see that he spoke thetruth in the way that his gaze held hers and he gripped the windowsill.

Beauty queen of only eighteen

She had some trouble with herself

“Y-you don’t have to say that I’m pretty Johnny.” She looked down inshame, her own self-consciousness getting in the way of her happiness that hehadn’t been flirting with those other girls.

“Wot are ya talkin’ bout Meena?” He looked confused and slightly worriedand Meena couldn’t help but spill out the angry, unhappy thoughts that had beeneating away at her self esteem since she saw him with those girls.

He was always there to help her

She always belonged to someone else

“I don’t wear any of that pretty makeup and I don’t wear any clotheslike those other girls do and I know I’m not thin or small or even attractive.You don’t have to lie to me.” She dissolved into tears and Johnny quicklyclimbed through her window to pull her into his strong embrace, cradling heragainst his solid chest.

I drove for miles and miles and would up at your door

I’ve had you so many times

But somehow I want more

“Meena,” He whispered and she looked up at him, her eyes red from cryingand her cheeks stained with tear tracks, “Ya are the most beautiful girl in theworld.” Meena tried to protest but he put a finger to her lips and kept talkingin that low, soothing whisper, never releasing her from his embrace.

I don’t mind spending every day

Out on your corner in the pouring rain

“None of those things; makeup, clothes, and body shape, none of thosematter ter me. That’s not wot makes ya beautiful.” He leaned closer and restedhis forehead against hers, making sure that she couldn’t look away from him ashe pulled the words out of his heart.

Look for the girl with the broken smile

Ask her is she wants to stay awhile

“Ya are beautiful cause ya have a smile that loights up a room and makesme want ta smile too.” He took her hand in his and squeezed lightly, giving hera physical manifestation of his presence and his words.

“Ya are beautiful cause yer laugh is loike pure sunshine and it’sinfectious as hell.” Meena let out a little giggle which made Johnny’s smilewiden

“Ya are beautiful cause when ya sing I can’t hear anyone else.”

“Ya are beautiful cause-“ Meena cut him off by putting a finger to hislips and listening intently for any movement in the house. When nothing movedfor a few seconds she turned back to Johnny, her eyes glistening with happinessand gratitude instead of tears.

“Yer beautiful cause yer Meena.” He whispered in her ear and hugged hertight, “And na pesky fangirl is evah gonna outshine ya.”

“Thank you Johnny.” Meena whispered and returned his tight hug for a fewminutes before finally pulling away and glancing at the still open window. “Youshould go. It’s late.”

Johnny climbed carefully out the window and Meena leaned out the windowsillto say goodbye to him. To her shock and utter joy he leaned forward and kissedher cheek ever so gently before winking at her and running off to where histruck was parked.

She felt beautiful.

And she will be loved

She will be loved.

#sing the movie #sing johnny #sing meena #meena x johnny #fanfiction #send me prompts #pesky fangirls

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