yall i miss writing and having discord servers with a buncha nerds who just discuss their characters ad nauseum

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yall i miss writing and having discord servers with a buncha nerds who just discuss their characters ad nauseum

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Our muses to be caught in one of these situational tropes! (These work well for ships, but could be used for all kinds of characters.
❄ Our muses huddle together to stay warm. ☽ Our muses having no choice but to share a bed. ✚ My muse carries yours due to an injury. ☂ Our muses get caught in the rain together. ☃ My muse gives yours their jacket in the cold. ♡ Our muses almost kiss, but are interrupted. ☹ My muse is jealous over someone else showing interest in yours. ✦ My muse bandages yours due to an injury. ✗ My muse confesses their love to yours as they die in their arms. ✓ Our muses share a hug after being separated for a long time. △ My muse shows up outside your muse’s door after being presumed dead. ❖ My muse accidentally falls asleep against yours. ⁕ Our muses hold hands for the first time. ⎔ Our muses say goodbye to each other for the last time. ⚑ Our muses are mistaken to be a couple by someone else. ♧ Our muses see each other in formal wear for the first time. ⚠ My muse sacrifices themselves for yours. ⎈ My character pins yours to the ground while fighting/sparring.
The curious couple and their unruly son.
one more week of pain and then ill be free

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grimmdcath:
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“He an’ his daddy liked goin’ around an’ hurting folk. Well, they hurt the wrong folk one time, and ol’ daddy Bell got put to jail for it but his son managed to wriggle away. My own daddy’s been workin’ this case up until he died, God rest him, so now it’s my job.” He sets a bottle of bourbon between them with two glasses as they were tucked away in the back.
“The man is a dangerous killer, I say, lookin’ at another dangerous killer in front’a me but I’d like t’doubt you’d go an’ kill an innocent homesteadin’ family only because they didn’t have the ‘right’ skin tone.” He pours Arthur a glass, leaning back to watch him. “I aim to have that man swingin’, cher, an’ you can either give him up or swing next to him. I’d hate to see your neck snap though, pas très souvent un homme aussi beau que vous est né. So you gonna help me, or am I gonna have t’use you as bait?”
Damien’s smile is sweet like honey, but his eyes are sharp and deadly. This was a man who had no qualms putting a bullet into Arthur to get to his quarry.
Arthur took the offered glass, turning over the information he’d been given. It didn’t sound too out of the question considering everyone knew exactly what Micah thought of anyone a shade too dark.
“Gonna have to speak English if you’re wantin’ to make a lick of sense,” he grunted in place of an answer. Beyond recognising the sounds to be French, Arthur had little clue what might have been said, but he supposed that was probably the point.
Arthur took a thoughtful sip despite his better judgement, the man’s smile a foil for his scowl even if it felt just as dark. “I ain’t sayin’ he don’t deserve everythin’ you wanna give him and more, I just ain’t sure this is the right way to go bout it.”
Micah, as rat bastard as he was, he was still part of the gang. His killing wouldn’t go down easy. Arthur’s gaze was steely, testing, still and ready lest Damien really did decide to go for him even in the middle of the saloon, aware of the knife still tucked away at his waist. “How bout you let us deal with our own before you start somethin’ you can’t well finish?”
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Dutch watches as Arthur beats a feller.
sorry if this is too kinky but can you just hold me and tell me everything is going to be okay
Um, excuse me?

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I’ll stay too.
-No, my friend. You have others who need you. Good people.
I colored photo of this happy family for my phone’s wallpaper c:
ive realised i have 6k words due in three weeks which ive barely planned plus two shorter assignments between now and then SO im gonna be quite absent on here until the 24th
Ill still do some replies but only the ones im really feeling, im not going to force anything that doesnt come easy
arthur is a chad passing incel and thats the tea on that
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I like their back
❛ How are your injuries? ❜ ( from neverforgctting - it's a side blog, this blog is my main, but I hope this is okay despite us not interacting before!! )
“Just peachy,” Arthur answered drily, the hot sting of a raw wound perhaps adding to the sharp edge of his words more than any real irritation at the question. With the bandage peeled back for changing the wet mess of his side could be seen, glowing red, radiating heat like a damn poker in his stomach. “How’s it look?”
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