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"Excuse you!!" A voice that was so often pleasant and bouncy, now came off as shrill and haughty as the sound of a couple of boy's laughter was cut. Valerie's trip to the camp to deliver supplies had been cut short the moment a couple of young.. young delinquents had made an attempt to grab a few of the baked goods in the small pack she was carrying and ran off. Little did they know, Valerie had extensive experience with shit-starting young men. The pack dropped onto the ground and one hand had gripped the scruff of one of the boy's collars, stopping him in his tracks. Her tone was sharp and reprimanding as she snatched the plastic-wrapped bit of bread from his hand. "Who in gods name raised you to think it was okay to just steal like that?! Wipe that smirk off of your face and tell me your name right this instant!"

MUNDAY MEME // MULTIMUSE EDITION // ACCEPTING !!

🌉 which muse is most consumed by wanderlust

noah for sure!! i have a headcannon that since his family was pretty well off in terms of money, they did travel a lot and because of this, he loves it and constantly wants to find a way to escape. traveling reminds him of his mom & dad so when he does travel, he feels close to them. 

👍🏼 which muse would you most likely get along with 

answered here !!

🍒 which muse is the most innocent

none of my muses are innocent if we’re bein’ real here. i mean, if i still had madeline, it’d definitely be her but since i don’t, i’d have to say noah. he’s not really innocent, but there’s still a lot of things he hasn’t done or even heard of so he hasn’t been corrupted YET. but as we all know, things change and he might end up being my worst muse tbh!!

the  v.  a.  medical  center  suddenly  loomed  out  of  the  white  haze  like  a  dream,  clouded  by  her  FROSTED  puffs  of  breath.    scarlett  picked  her  way  carefully  toward  it  through  the  snow,  a  knife clutched  in  one  hand  in  case  one  of  the  undead  suddenly  appeared.    the  guards  spotted  her,  &  seemed  to  decide  that  no  walker  would  come  bundled  in  fur.    she  made  her  way  past  them  with  a  reassuring  wave ;  there  was  no  use  trying  to  speak  over  the  wind.    but  one  them  must  have  recognized  her,  because  they  let  her  through.

a  slender,  gloved hand  pulled  open  the  front  door.    her  eyelids  fluttered  closed  as  she  stepped  inside,  warmer  air  CARESSING  her  chilled  face.    there  were  snowflakes  dusting  her  fur  hat  like  a  thick  coat  of  sugar ;  snowflakes  on  her  coat,  snow  caked  on  her  tall  boots.    she  gave  a  last  tremble  as  the  doors  swung  closed  behind  her.    ❝   oh,  thank  fuck.   ❞