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#{OLD YELLER} Connor Dwight
7rabbi7s · 7 months
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INTERMISSION
ALRIGHT, CHUCKLEFUCKS! THINGS HAVE SLOWED DOWN BETWEEN DYING AND DEATH, SO WHAT BETTER WAY TO GET THE BLOOD PUMPING OTHER THAN MEETING SOME SOCIALLY ANXIOUS AND UNSTABLE PEOPLE?
YOU GUYS KNOW THE RULES BY NOW. REBLOGS AND LIKES ARE WAYS WE TELL WHO WANTS TO WRITE WITH US. WE'RE HAMMERING THAT DOWN, IF YOU INTERACT WITH ANY OF OUR POSTS WE'LL BE IN YOUR DM'S READY TO PLOT. DON'T INTERACT UNLESS YOU ACTUALLY WANT TO WRITE WITH US.
RIGHT NOW WE'RE FEELING JAY AND CONNOR THE MOST, BUT FEEL FREE TO TELL/TAG/MESSAGE US WHO YOU'D PREFER. MUN WILL BE LISTING MUSES BELOW.
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7rabbi7s · 1 year
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Theo was rewarded with a quiet chuckle at his response as Connor shifted to peer down at him from the upstairs railing. Connor always liked to label it as a way to make sure no one could sneak up on them, but at the end of the fucking day he was still hanging onto the railing like a god damn emo sloth. His messy, sandy blonde hair hung down, no longer able to cover his face thanks to the change in gravity. 
“Fuck them kids.” The undead teen teased. He might’ve originally died nearly a decade ago, but Connor was still that 19 year old, dramatic extra at heart. Cut down in the prime of his life after his best friend left him to be torn apart by The Rake after his sister had convinced him what they were doing was wrong. (Suuuuuurrrre, killing people is bad. Of course! Your best friend who helped you survive for a lot longer than you would have otherwise? Fuck him, let’s have him mauled by a monster without even watching as you turn away, because fuck him!)
Just how hard he’d been biting his lip through his inner monologue didn’t register until something warm ran down to his nose. One instinctual sniff later and Connor was struggling to maintain his balance on the rail while coughing and snorting profusely. 
@miskatonic-muses
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7rabbi7s · 1 year
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DINNER BELLS A’ RINGING
BEHOLD, OUR OFFICIAL DEBUT! I KNOW YOU GUYS ARE PROBABLY CHOMPING AT THE BIT TO TOY WITH THESE LOVELY LAB RATS, SO HERE’S A FRESH WAY TO SUMMON ‘EM. ALL OF THESE UNLUCKY SONS’ OF BITCHES ARE OPEN, YOU CAN CHOOSE WHICH ONE FROM THE TAGS. MAKE SURE YOU SPECIFY WHO YOU WANT IN THE COMMENTS/REBLOGS OR MUN WILL PICK AT RANDOM. KEEP THAT IN MIND, BECAUSE YOU TAKE WHAT YOU GET!
THIS CALL WILL BE UNIVERSAL. MUN WILL BE LABELING THIS AS IMPORTANT IN CASE THEIR BLOG GETS ALL KINDS OF FUCKED UP. ANYTIME, ANYWHERE. JUST MAKE SURE TO SPECIFY WHICH MUSE YOU WANT TO USE IF YOU’RE ALSO A MULTIMUSE BLOG, OR WE’LL HAVE TO GUESS THAT AS WELL
-REGARDS
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