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@mirrcrspeaks liked THIS for a one-liner

     There’s a rather unsure sound that mewls from Fisher’s throat, watching the other person continue their actions. “ This doesn’t seem very... Like, I know I do sketchy shit, but this just seems bonkers. ”

#mirrcrspeaks #thread #ic // fisher #( for whomstdve ever u want #fish: i draw the line at hardcore drugs )

[illustrctio]

@mirrcrspeaks

“Woah, woah, take it easy there.” Buckley was preoccupied with other plans he’d made for the day, but seeing someone so distressed made his heart hurt. He could be a very sensitive guy despite his chosen path in life.

Guiding the other to sit down, Buckley had a seat as well. His elbows rested on his knees as he leaned forward, and he clasped his hands together. “Y’don’t look too good there, is everythin’ alright?”

#mirrcrspeaks #ic; buckley. #( thanks for liking the starter call bro. ) #( i left it open to whomever. lmk if you want something/someone else. )

[toameliiorate]

“Wish you weren’t so fuckin’ awkward, bud.” 

@mirrcrspeaks

#;rosie #mirrcrspeaks

[musesthroughtheages]

@mirrcrspeaks (lucretia)

“Oh, that's a useful trick!” 

Never one to worry much about being a bother, Ainelinn took a seat next to the woman and her two open journals. Perched on her shoulder, Sproggit leaned closer to peer at the pages, but as he couldn’t read, it was simple curiosity on his part.

“Are you writing the same thing twice or different things at once?” Ainelinn continued cheerfully, as if she hadn’t just sprung a conversation on the poor woman. “Either way, quite a skill!”

#mirrcrspeaks #mirrcrspeaks (lucretia) #c: ainelinn

[daedaluscried]

@mirrcrspeaks​

“ I don’t feel like going on, but come on make a joyful sound. “

#mirrcrspeaks #.mama bird (CALONDRA) #couldn't decide who to give you #but here's calondra who lotte is based off

[pcsitivibee]

positivity for mirrcrspeaks : I'd like to shout out Jen @mirrcrspeaks! Ever since I've met them, they have only brought joy and kindness to everyone around them-- not to mention all of their wonderful OCs. They're very kind and understanding and bring such a wonderful light to all of their friends. I hope nothing but goodness comes into their life

#🐝・゜゜・bee positive! #mirrcrspeaks

[truthcast]

“I got drunk and now I’m sitting on the ground.” from Lucretia,,,hellow

‘ WELL - the reviews did say it’d knock ya’ on your ASS . ‘

you are also flat on your ASS , hands uselessly draped over a COMICALLY LARGE wine glass.  the two of you have barely gotten HALFWAY through this bottle , but you already feel a headache SPRINGING forth . 

‘ y’think a healing spell will save us from this shit ? ‘

#drinking buddy hours #answered. #mirrcrspeaks

[serenitystored-a]

@mirrcrspeaks​ sent: ❝ I don’t belong in that world. ❞ mmMM autumn to darcy (:

“why, because other people have decided you don’t? total bullshit. they’re not you and they can’t decide where you belong for you.”

#mirrcrspeaks #darcy / asks

[cometogethcr]

          “ OH  — i have one... “  darin tries his best at pleasantries when it comes to meeting new people. sometimes it can be difficult, certain questions can be boring, or too personal for someone you can’t yet consider a friend, but, if asked correctly, can really be a good way of getting to know someone. 

               “ if you had to chose, which one would you rather win... an oscar, a tony, a grammy, or a golden globe? “ 

@mirrcrspeaks gets a starter !!

#( darin tag. ) #hope this is okay! #also this is for meredith :^) #mirrcrspeaks #queue.

[chxoticmuses]

@mirrcrspeaks​  — ♡ ‘ed for a roulette starter! (ACCEPTING)

        ❝ I’m not nosey! ❞ The journalist huffed, a slight pout on her lips and hand going to her hip.  ❝ Just because I like to find out information for my articles does not qualify me as a nosey person! ❞ Who was she fooling? Being nosey was something she was quite known for when she was younger and part of her still held that title till this day.  ❝ The information just isn’t for me. It’s for the people as well. ❞ Excuses, excuses, excuses.

#HOW IRONIC THT YOU GOT BELLA #I SWEAR THIS WASN'T PLANNED LMAOOO #( BELLA THREADS. ) #mirrcrspeaks #feel free to reply with whomever

[sinriddled]

mirrcrspeaks asked: "Dude, this shit? It's not gonna bring him back." RILEY AT EMMETT

     Nothing drove him quite insane like this conversation. Long story short: Riley wanted attention. Albeit, Emmett hadn’t been available too much recently-- physically, mentally, emotionally. It wasn’t new, though, he had never been the most physically-, mentally-, emotionally-available person. Meeting Riley had opened up new doors and responsibilities to him, ones he never had before. Riley had every right to be upset that Emmett wasn’t around much.

     What he didn’t have, though, was permission to drag Doug’s good name through the mud like he did.

     While his cheeks and ears flared up a bit, in his usually dark eyes is where the inferno roared. He closes his laptop with a rather significant slam before twirling his chair around to face the dirt that dared disgrace a dead man. “ You think I don’t fucking know this, Chase? ” He stands up now, towering over the smaller man.

     “ I’ve been at this shit for seven years-- seven fucking years, ” he takes a step forward. “ You think I want to be doing what I do? I know what I’m doing isn’t going to bring Doug back, my best friend. And you know what? That’s fine. At least I’m looking for answers rather than lamenting over my dead mother, listening to her records over and over and wondering ‘Why?’. I’m out looking for answers, so I can get some closure. Feel free to keep crying yourself to sleep to some old records or whatever the fuck you do. ”

     He’s definitely gone too far. He knows it, he can feel the guilt eating at him already, lashing out at his goddamn boyfriend like this. “ Just-- ” He sighs, throwing his hands up; his voice lowers, “ Get the fuck out of here. I don’t want to even look at you right now. ”

#mirrcrspeaks #ask #ic // oliver #( you know.... idk about this one anymore JGJFHDG #this fucking HURTED BRO )

[illustrctio]

@mirrcrspeaks​ said:

🖍 IF ITS NOT TOO LATE CAN U DRAW A RILEY LAD

drawing ur muses!

it is ME who is the late one i aaaaa HERES UR BOY WHOM I ADORE

#ooc; #ask; #merc art; #mirrcrspeaks #( swEET baby boy. ) #( i got distracted that day and also yesterday but now! i am HERE. )

[toameliiorate]

@mirrcrspeaks

The seasons had cycled again fully since she’d last seen Lucretia. They kept in touch, letters at least monthly if not more, for how Miriam relished in her kind words and company. How exciting, to hear of someone else’s travels and adventure, to visit in spirit, when she could not in person, to learn of something new and far away. 

Ezen slipped off her shoulder at her approach, to weave around the other woman’s fingers, uncertain, scales sharp against skin. Her visit had been unexpected, but welcome, as always, though the queen could not help worrying as she always did, for her friend. Something was amiss. A strange magic? A pain of the heart, Ezen decided, still held in their visitor’s hands. 

“You have aged with grace and surprising speed, Lucretia.” A slight smile that did little to hide her concern following a polite greeting. “Could I offer you some tea? Or coffee - it must have been a long journey here.” 

#;miriam #mirrcrspeaks #//im sorry lucretia!!

[musesthroughtheages]

@mirrcrspeaks (lucretia)

It hadn’t been the best of days for Jack so far. The lightning doorway had worked--just not correctly, as evidenced by the veritable cacophony of words and music that had appeared in her head the second she’d stepped through the door, as well as the apparent arrest soon after by a very nonhuman pair. And now she was brought before, she assumed, the person in charge. Wonderful.

“I’m afraid there’s been a misunderstanding,” she began, as calmly and politely as she could manage. “If you have some kind of workshop I can use to repair my device, I can be on my way without any trouble, I assure you.”

#mirrcrspeaks #mirrcrspeaks (lucretia) #c: jack #v: the long way round

[fatedcfied-a]

@mirrcrspeaks sent: “I’ve always had to struggle and fight and it’s made me strong. That’s who I am.“ — Syzon to Jingyi

“you’re more than what you’ve had to do, than what you’ve become. and even if you weren’t I happen to like you either way.” jingyi had been at syzon’s side a long time - it would take being frozen for a hundred years to separate them at this point. “now! how’s soup sound for dinner?”

#mirrcrspeaks #jingyi / asks

[daedaluscried]

@mirrcrspeaks​

“ Do you ever think it would be better if... there wasn’t any more sadness? “ Luna frowned, “ Or fear? I don’t like having fear. It’s... so heavy and sad. “

#mirrcrspeaks #.starchild (LUNA)