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CHOOSE YOUR CHARACTER! a multi-muse side-blog of original (& sometimes canon) characters! LOVED by A! (31.) blog contains triggering content, please be advised. 21+ preferred, MINORS DNI. established 2014. (revamped & moved here)
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Questioning Sentences, Vol. 59
(Questioning sentences from various sources to ask all kinds of muses. Adjust phrasing where needed)
"Do you ever feel like your life is not your own?"
"Don't you think you're getting a little obsessive?"
"Did it never occur to you that you're the problem, not the solution?"
"What's Latin for 'losing the will to live'?"
"Is there a reason you're not answering your phone?"
"What? Are we not going to kill him?"
"What's up with you? Are you sulking?"
"It's starting again, isn't it?"
"Who teaches us to be normal when we're one of a kind?"
"Why did I have to love you?"
"What did you just do?"
"How do we make him stay dead?"
"What do you leave here for me that you don't dare bring me directly?"
"Do you remember everything you see?"
"You're not using everyone to further another end, are you?"
"I'm sure you're aware of the consequences of divulging confidential information?"
"How am I supposed to write in this state?"
"Do you remember the fairytale?"
"Does it hurt? The truth you keep hidden?"
"You weren't leaving, were you?"
"You're letting me live. Why?"
"Why do you hold all your hate for me?"
"What colour underwear do you think I'm wearing?"
"Is this a poem?"
"Do you always sit in complete silence?"
"I assume you're here to apologise?"
"Come on! When was the last time you had fun?"
"Are you asking me to help you kill him?"
"What was it that gave me away?"
"How do I know you're actually you?"
"Is there any chance you'll find who really did it?"
"What are you looking at me like that for?"
"Do you ever wonder if all of this is just a dream?"
"What defines a nice bum, anyway?"
"Don't you want to be saved?"
"Have you ever known me to lose a fight?"
"Do you really think that running away will do you any good?"
ryan watches as ethan seems to have some kind of internal battle with himself. ( he's seen this many times. ) as if it's ryan's fault that he knows exactly what to say and do to push all the right buttons. ( granted, it was usually a test to see what their reactions would be. ) their reactions usually told him exactly what he needed to know. ( rather or not they had an interest of boys or not. ) so far, the way ethan is so flushed and frustrated? he'd give him the word confused stamped to his forehead.
blue eyes watch carefully as ethan is suddenly in his personal bubble. tongue pressed to the inside of his cheek, eyebrows raising in amusement but he doesn't back down. ( in fact, he pulls his shoulders back and leans into it. )
ah, that brings out a loud laugh as he narrows his eyes, sucking on his teeth. "kiss me or punch me? those are my options? i don't know. i think you wanna knock my block off just because you want to kiss me,"
Fingers clenched open and shut at his side. He wasn't quite sure what upset him more. The fact that he knew, despite his insistent denial, that Ryan was right? His seemingly effortless ability to get under his skin? Or perhaps the fact that hitting him now would only prove the others point. Ethan spent a good majority of his life suppressing his emotions behind a mask. He'd been taught from a young age that having even the smallest of feelings for anyone was a weakness and being weak in itself was a punishable offense. It was bad enough his sister could read him like an open book. Now he had to deal with someone else being able to? No, absolutely not.
He'll lick his lips, glancing up at the sky before meeting the others gaze directly. The charming smile gracing his features might have looked convincing, if not for sea of emotions behind his eyes. "Keep. Dreaming. Asshole."
Fingers occasionally dug into his leg as he tried to sort himself. Part of him knew the largest part of this mess would disappear, if only he could be just the tiniest bit honest with himself. But that was all easier said than done.
"Don't- You're doing this shit on purpose."
oh, you fucking idiot, ethan! now ryan knows he has you wrapped around his finger. the reaction alone causes an amused smirk to spread across his features, feeling quite pleased with himself. a part of him knows that he's just served ethan a large taste of his own medicine. ( people say don't poke the bear but that happens to be ryan's favorite game. )
"make me," he doesn't even hesitate, a look of amusement never coming off his face. he'll stand up straight, bringing the stick up and spinning it with a twist of his wrist, chewing on his bottom lip a bit. "and yet here you are with annoying lil' ole' me,"
He scoffed, bringing a hand up to his neck, as if rubbing it would somehow make the unfamiliar warmth disappear- it doesn't. If anything, he was only making it more obvious. You would think, seeing as Ethan had started this game, that maybe, just maybe he'd be a little better at playing, but unfortunately for him, that simply wasn't the case. Though in truth, it was very rare for him to get a taste of his own medicine, even more so for him to lose control over the game entirely.
No, no, no, no, no! Annoyance flaring, he stepped into the other's space without giving it even a moment of thought. Could Ryan now very easily hit him with that stick? Yes. Did Ethan even realize? No, no he did not. His brain was working in overdrive, trying to make sense of frustrating blonde.
"Okay, what's your deal, huh? Are you trying to make me kiss you or punch you?" Yes, he just said that. No, it hasn't registered yet. If it had, he likely wouldn't have even given time for a response before taking off. "Yeah, begrudgingly. You're annoying, but you're also the only not boring as hell person in this town."
mothman singing "this is what dreams are made of" from the lizzie mcguire movie
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Did your mouth buy you this scar?
fist fight your local interdimensional monster at undisclosed parking lot at 3am
he'll give a playful roll of his eyes before he reaches to clap ethan on the back. "whatever helps you sleep at night, ethan." he'll offer a bright smile, eyes narrowing in a way that screams 'i know'. he'll give a nonchalant shrug as he jams the walking stick into the ground, leaning on it a bit. ( yeah, he's been called an asshole on many occasions, but he's only teasing! ) he's just poking fun!
"no problem, princess."
Oh no. Welp. Ethan.exe has stopped working! Way to go, Ryan, you broke him! It wasn't that serious- he knew very well it wasn't. He had called people that on more than one occasion, teasing them, so what the hell! Why did he freeze the moment the situation was reversed? This was bullshit. He blinked- once, twice. His brain felt like a computer with too many tabs open. Ridiculous. He wanted to ignore it and move on, but- nope, no, he didn't like that one bit.
"I- what? You can't- shut the fuck up." Despite the frustration that had leaked into his tone, the smile had yet to leave his face. His annoyance wasn't necessarily even directed at Ryan, but more so himself. An unfamiliar warm flush had crept up into his cheeks and neck, and he wasn't sure how to handle it... Gross. Okay. Ignore it and pretend everything is chill, that's what he'd do! Because absolutely not.
"God, you're annoying." That was Ethan for you, mayor of denial city. If he really believed what he said, he wouldn't be wasting his time hanging around him.
call me prettyboy again. ia m a pretty boy. i am a very pretty boy
it was kind of funny, really. considering that ethan seemed to be so unaware of himself. ( though, ryan remembers whenever he was like that. ) whenever he was constantly battling with his own sexuality in his head. how the fact that he so desperately wanted attention from another boy couldn't possibly be a crush, but perhaps a best friend. ( though, he wasn't an idiot now. he knew better. ) though, he kind of figured that ethan was going through the same thing. which, to be quite honest, ryan found to be rather funny.
"no. i'm australian," he'll offer a wild grin before he moves away from the other boy, gently tossing the snake into the bush before he rubs his hands on his jeans, making his way back over to him. "see? all gone. you can stop pissing your pants now,"
"I wasn't!" He was. In truth he was grateful the other got rid of the snake so quickly. He would never admit how petrified he truly was. Mind you, he'd never actually gotten hurt by one, no bites or anything of the sort, but that didn't make the fear any less prominent. The tension in his shoulders seemed to evaporate the moment it was out of sight and despite the offense he felt from the boy's words, a teasing smile had returned to his features. He scoffed.
"You know you're kind of an ass?" Not that he had any room to talk. If the situation had been reversed, Ethan likely would have simply left, forcing the other to deal with their fear alone. That was, one of the many reasons people didn't like him, at least according to his sister. "Thanks for um, getting rid of it though, yeah?"
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-> continued thread. // gabe & @m0usytm
Gabe had a fairly easygoing sort of personality, so he was usually up for whatever shenanigans people wanted to get up to. Anything from skating in the abandoned mall to a party on the outskirts of town, if there were silly adventures to be had, he was probably involved. Sure, following a path would likely be one of his tamer experiences, but he didn't have a single doubt in his mind that it could be fun regardless.
"Most definitely!" He held her hand comfortably, occasionally swinging their hands back and forth in a playful manner. As they walked, he remained mindful of his speed, matching his pace with hers.
"You ever do anything like this before?"
crazy fun park. ep 5 & 6.
"this is such a bad idea." "why can't we just get normal pictures in front of the christmas tree?" "that cost me ten bucks..." "that's just painful to watch." "don't freak out, but-" "you need to tell me everything!" "how do you feel about wearing a hidden camera?" "shut it, goober!" "you've also got death breath." "how can i make this right?" "if anything happens to me, it'll lead them to a safety depot box." "it's not like i'm missing out on something that' might'll immortalize me forever." "i don't wanna be your experiment!" "just cause the toy made it, doesn't mean i will!" "listen, i get it. i do. it's scary, but you know what might help?" "our little secret, okay?" "how are you here, haunting me?" "i'm happy here- anything else can wait." "want me to show you around?" "you ever created anything on your own?" "i need to be alone for a while." "could they see you? hear you?" "can we just talk about this tomorrow?" "i'll find a way, i promise." "i'm gonna get us out of here." "yeah, of course you heard it too- how is that reassuring." "every ghost story ever says that on halloween, the dead can walk the earth." "the living can't see or hear the dead." "everyone's capable of leaving if they want." "bang your head, wake the dead." "if i wanted to bump you off, i'd use my hands." "are you sure we can't be seen?" "this town can be so brutal to anyone who's different." "sometimes people you've never met make the best companions." "it was probably just the wind." "is that supposed to scare me?" "do you wanna build a snowman?" "sometimes it's easier to be yourself when no one can see you." "most of the time, i feel like a ghost in this town." "no one's ever given me a flower before." "i do need you- no matter what happens, you know that right?" "if you see what's underneath this mask, you won't wanna see me again." "i got your message- the burning house was a nice touch."
sorry, i don't answer phone calls in other dimensions
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it wasn't like ryan was trying to actively avoid ethan---... though he wasn't seeking him out, either. ( though, ryan viewed him as more of a source of entertainment. ) he was sparkly and new, something that ryan could poke and prod at. all ryan did was exist and ethan would follow him like some kind of shadow. ryan wasn't an idiot, he's seen this before. ( even in himself. )
he'll suck on his teeth, eyes widening at his reaction. a smug smirk spreads across his features as he takes note that the snake was finished with their meal. without any hesitation, he'll grab the tail of the snake, lifting it up.
"what? ah, think he is actually a she. she's not poisonous."
It was a good thing that Ryan had a general understanding of the boy's reasonings because he didn't really understand it himself. He told himself he was just doing it because he was bored, but that was just an excuse. He was in denial. If anyone questioned his persistence in following the blonde around and pestering him, Ethan would become immediately offended. Scoffing, rolling his eyes, deflecting, anything to avoid giving a real response. If he didn't say it out loud, he could continue to pretend it didn't exist, right?
Watching the other pick up the snake, his smile fell entirely. He tried his best to mask the clear fear behind a harsh glare, but it was hard to miss his now rigid posture and hitched breath. Poisonous or not, safe to say, he was not a fan.
"You weren't supposed to actually pick it up! Are you insane?"
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yeah, at a quick glance, ryan did think that ethan was cute. ( until he opened his mouth, of course. ) just one of those guys who couldn't read the room. he'll take a deep breath, a huff leaving him as he looks back down at the snake just trying to eat his dinner with an audience. he'll make a point, taking the long stick he had found as he takes a step closer to the snake, using the stick to shift it closer to ethan. ( he's australian. snakes didn't bother him. )
he'll offer a bit of a smug smirk as he moves to wipe the front of the stick on ethan's shirt. "i'm a lot closer than you,"
It was not uncommon for people to avoid Ethan after meeting him. Even Ella had a difficult time being around him for long periods and they're twins. He pointed out others flaws without hesitation and pushed buttons just to see what would happen until he eventually grew bored. The persistence he was showing with Ryan was rare. Because of course, instead of being normal and just being nice to the person he wanted attention from, he had to be an ass and pick a fight.
"Hey, watch it!" He jumped back quick, so much so, one would have thought Ryan burned him. An offended scoff left his lips as he shot the other a glare.
"Why would you push it closer to me?"
