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a 90’s kid? don’t you mean sad adult?

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[Heyyoo so, while I work on replies, here’s a little reminder on where to find me:

Billy Kaplan

Toro Raymond

Steve Rogers

And I may or may not be adding/rebooting yet another blog depending on a few things.]

#[-coughs- may reboot my sharon carter blog -coughs- #;; outofenergy

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hardcore angst starters

" h-help me. please, help me. "

" hey, you okay? you just went pale. what's wrong with you? "

" i hate you! god, i just hate you! "

" don't TOUCH me! go away! "

" i think i might faint. "

" how could you do this to me? "

" you have no idea how awful i feel right now. "

" take my hand! "

" oh my god! what are you doing here? "

" are you bleeding!? "

" oh god! y-your head! "

" don't go out there! "

" i am going to KILL you! "

" i'm gonna be sick. "

" oh, god! are you okay? what's wrong? do you need a doctor? dome on, talk to me! "

" lie very still, alright? the bone is broken. "

" put that down! now! "

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“ i figured he did, he’s practically got unlimited funds and ways to add to it. “

keeping an eye on, well, on this woman’s eyes, himani continued to move her finger. well, at least she wasn’t s e v e r l y concussed. shaking her head, the doctor began reaching into her bag.

“ you whacked your head pretty good, but not so hard as to crack your skull. the medication i’m giving you is tylenol three- it’s tylenol with codeine added to help with pain. the amount i’m giving you should last until the symptoms dissipate; just take two to three a day. if the headaches and or blurry vision continue, however, come see me. i’m usually in banapur, but i’ve been spending more time in tirtha as of late. ”

rolling mocha eyes, the blonde patient  slumps further on her elbows, the rocky  ground beneath her digging into her.  though she listens to the doc, and lays  still as her hazy eyes follow as instructed.  “ pagan pays better than the golden path  does, i can tell you that. ”

#rxfle

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wow guys it hasn’t even been a month since i created this blog and i’m halfway to my goal. like you guys have no idea how amazed and appreciative i am of you all <3 i was really unsure about making an account for indiana, and how she would be accepted as a muse– but not only has my aggressive wild child grown, but flourished with all these wonderful muses and authors around me. you’re all wonderful <3  S Q U A D  G O A L S  the lovelies i interact with the most and talk to ooc, and who have the most interactions with my muse. they’ve helped me with headcanons and development, and always make me smile with their responses. dasvidaniyafuckboy / obxhorstov / ariotrxdent | alonertype / notxbitten | quaexsanguinis / delsiins / minxchori | dxmnimgood | b4dboy17 | skvgga | sxldierx / thefireflycargo | khincemo | comevacationhere | hackingforjustice | PRESH FLOWERCHILDREN  perf writers that have flawless writing and great characterization that i hope to interact with more in the future !!  viiciouschild | annoure | sonofmohan | ofinsanidad | clairdxlune | hound–of–justice | usurxr | mentoreiisms | smoketxstic | vindictivevirus | PRETTY WALLFLOWERS  lovely people i have yet to interact with, but hope to in the future <3  guruashram | languisa | definingtheinsanity | king-mins-kyrat | disfigxred | ofacting | dxctator | brideofsparda | sonofsmoke | untxuchableillusixns | goldenpathkyrati | traditicnalist | tatauwarrior | lacquerlaced | chappxe | xlasergirl | betterhealing | generalwashington711

#[LYNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN] #[COME 'ERE AND LEMME LOVE YOU ON DOWN]

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[Hey, heyyy. How is everyone?]

#;; outofenergy

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[Hey, hey- just stopping in to say I should be back either post work tomorrow or Sunday afternoon sometime. Some family things are going on and work is kicking my ass. But I still live!]

#;; outofmedicine

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Reblog if your muse would risk their life to save a loved one

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"Would you rather die by drowning or strangulation? I'm just curious, not, like, plotting your death or anything, I swear."

“Uhm-” The doctor’s brows furrow, tossing answers back and forth, “Drowning, I think? I- don’t know, they’re both horrendous ways to die.”

#rxfle

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          While sliding into unconsciousness I could somehow                                                               I don’t know…                             hear the voices of dying.           Thousands crushed by falling buildings,                                                               or burned alive in the fires.

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— Frederick Buechner

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Send one of the following to see how my muse responds:

"I'm not saying you're an idiot, I'm just saying a smarter person would have seen that coming."

"I took a blood oath that I wouldn't tell you what she said about you, but if you bring me some tequila and nachos, I might be inclined to break that oath."

"If I told you I took a picture of you sleeping last night, would that be creepy or romantic?"

"I was trying to teach myself how to knit and, long story short, I'm in the ER now."

"I don't actually know what I've done to make you hate me so much, but I don't care anymore, so either get over it or fuck off."

"I love you, but the fact that you don't like ice cream creeps me out a little."

"If you're going to McDonald's and you don't at least bring me back fries, I'll never forgive you."

"I dropped your phone in the toilet, and I'm really sorry, but I'm not reaching in to get it out, so it's just... it's gonna stay there until you or someone else gets it out."

"If you pray for someone to meet an untimely demise, and then they do, are you karmically responsible for their death?"

"I've always thought that Harry Potter was overrated."

"I'm not saying you're evil or anything, but I'm pretty sure if you crossed a church threshold you would burst into flames."

"We should have a Disney movie marathon this weekend."

"I just really need you to shut the hell up right now."

"I'm a better kisser than you are; you're just going to have to accept that as a fact of life."

"Would you rather die by drowning or strangulation? I'm just curious, not, like, plotting your death or anything, I swear."

"I would do any number of borderline illegal things to get tickets to that show."

"We should play strip poker tonight."

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Dear Soldier

Muse A picks up the address of a soldier, Muse B, stationed overseas in a local charity program. They send a care package and a letter, but don’t really expect to hear back from them. Weeks pass, they forget, and then in their mailbox they find an envelope from the soldier.

It goes from there, and sooner or later, that random soldier, becomes, to Muse A, their soldier. Letter writing leads to phone calls, phone calls lead to skype sessions, weeks folding into months. Muse B excitedly let’s Muse B know they’ll be coming home, and now they face the decision, will they meet?

Possible Twists: 

1) Muse A or Muse B is in a relationship already.

2) Muse B gets injured and is sent home, with Muse A deciding to help care for them. 

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friend: how many AU's you want

me: Just fuck me up

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Send me a "♡" if you want to ship our muses

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disgustingly cute domestic scenes to imagine your otp in:

getting slightly too drunk in the middle of the afternoon and slow dancing to dumb cheesy old music and kissing in a way that’s more laughter than actual kissing, mouths clumsy and hands gripping tight and sunlight slanting over them as they move lazily together 

curling up on the sofa together, feet tucked under thighs and arms around shoulders, watch the kind of crap tv that only airs at 3am because they don’t want to go to untangle themselves to go to bed

hectic mornings when they each need to be somewhere and they’re rushing around each other, ducking into bathrooms and bedrooms and kitchen cupboards, pausing to straighten tops and press kisses to cheeks

going through old photos together and collapsing into laughter every three pictures, and zooming in on ones where they’re pulling awful faces or ones that were taken at just the wrong moment

getting ready for nights out together, standing shoulder to shoulder as they brush their teeth or get their faces ready or style their hair, knocking elbows and hips as they try and hog more space

standing quietly together in the kitchen after long, exhausting days, leaning into each other for support, breathing in the smell of home, fingers carding through hair and stroking down spines, until they feel like they can relax and smile properly again

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Let my hands roam your body, My lips m a r k your skin claim you as mine Because that’s all you’ll ever be Mine and mine alone