today i remembered that the tweet generator is a thing

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today i remembered that the tweet generator is a thing

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° [ bro i feel u im not good w starters either ]
Send me a ° and Iâll put my music on shuffle then make a starter for you based on a song
Demons by Imagine Dragons  //god ffff this song gives me so many deep issue feelings, so therefore i will give you a messed up angst
The freezing concrete had already sapped the heat from him through his clothes, despite wearing thick jeans and a parka. The cold felt comforting and routine, though he never thought heâd say that in his life, sitting there, in an alleyway in easy walking distance of his cozy home. After trying to talk himself out of coming to sit at his outpost like usual, but it again it got the better of him. Then again, his family wouldnât want to see him like this; not like they could comprehend what was under the surface when the water was glassy calm. Makoto refused to look up to the horizon to the sun. It was like being ripped into the devouring current all over again, he guessed, to look at the ocean that once did hold some sort of fond place in him. The sun has to relive the terror of being swallowed by the black water of the ocean every day. Did the sun ever come back in the morning, though? Hell if he knew. It sure didnât come back to him now, it had burnt out and never came back on that one winter evening - a lot like this one. The screen of his phone burst into light and shivered on the concrete. There was no move from him to answer it, but he continues his intense focus on his battered orange sneakers like they were a familiar friend.
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â: Itâs pouring down and your muse forgot their umbrella, will my muse offer up theirs?
Of course he would who do you think he is.
Yes, he would. He always wears a rain coat too on rainy days so it wouldnât be much of a loss for him to give up his umbrella. And his friend needs help, he will help his friend in need.
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â: A random headcanon about my muse and yours.
On a hot day they probably would both sit really close to the fan and on top of it probably make stupid noises through it and pretend to be evil antagonists, I could see them doing that. Probably Akura doing that and Makoto trying but mostly laughing at him for being a dumb.
temerxrio replied to your post: "The tickle fingers are beckoning."
âThe tickle monster is coming. You cannot escape.â
Motherfucker NO TICKLES.
Ok?~

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GRAB BAG MEME I PICK 17
17. Your muse thinks they are a superhero, and keeps trying to stop crimes. Mine tries to make sure yours doesnât die.Â
//JFC hEEERE WE GO
Makotoâs pupils widen with dread as it seems to grip every muscle inside of him. Looking up on top of his house, there he was - Akura Nanase, about to jump off of the edge of the pitched roof. Makoto could practically see the undersides of his sneakers as the other teen tipped on the edge
âAkura, no! What are you doing?!â he shrilled, but unable to do anything to stop him.
"How could you not tell me?" [ god fucking damn it mako ]
The brain waves seem to not be reaching anything as he leans, exhausted, against the wall like some slumped toy. Well, he didnât expect to become so sick, it was just a sniffle yesterdayâŚ.
âI didnât want to bother you with it, Iâm fine.â he chimes and smiles with slight bags under his eyes. His blushing nose accents his face in such a way that makes him look completely unconvincing in his endeavors to take focus off of himself.