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Send ✏ for a note left from my muse to yours.

"Hope you have a good day. Stay safe. Don't forget to eat." with a small, smiley face drawn below.

Connie had stuck the note to Daryl's bike before sunrise, knowing that he would be leaving early and that she would be too busy later to say it to him herself. It might be considered childish, but she liked to leave notes for those she cared about.

             Beth had managed to get taken only moments after leaving Daryl’s side at the funeral home; by a cop. She was thrown in the back seat of the car after being hit by said car, and left there, seemingly unconscious, but in reality, Beth hurt too badly to move. Luckily, she had her knife on her belt, although she dropped her gun in the grass, and took out the driver by painfully jabbing him in the skull with her blade.

                   She was on auto pilot, pushing the body out of the car, unaware of her surroundings, until she saw an interstate sign that led right into Atlanta; she figured she should pull over somewhere close to where she was familiar, so she could try and find her way back to Daryl, pulling the car into a gas station parking lot and turning off the ignition. Her right wrist, her dominant one, hurt like hell. It musta broken when she was tapped by the car. 

Guess which my muse is more interested in!

Five out of eight are correct! A pretty good guess!

Send me Ⓐ and my muse will rate yours:

Attractiveness:

repulsive || hideous || ugly || not attractive || unappealing || not unattractive || meh || no preference || ok || mildly attractive || nice looking || cute || adorable || attractive || pleasant on the eyes || good looking || hot || sexy || beautiful || gorgeous || hot damn || would tap that || perfect || godlike || holy fuck there are no words

Personality:

grating || irritating || frustrating || boring || confusing at best || awkward || unreasonable || psychotic || disturbing || interesting || engaging || affectionate || aggressive || ambitious || anxious || artistic || bad tempered || bossy || charismatic || appealing || unappealing || creative || courageous || dependable || unreliable || unpredictable || predictable || devious || dim || extroverted || introverted || egotistical || gregarious || fabulous || impulsive || intelligent || sympathetic || talkative || up beat || peaceful || calming || badass || flexible

How likely they would have sex with them:

not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending || fuck no! || never || no way || not likely || not sure || indifferent || I’m asexual || maybe || probably || it depends || fairly likely || likely || yeah sure || yes || would tap that || hell yes || fuck yes! || wishing that could happen right now || as many times as possible || we are already having sex

Level of Friendship:

never in a million years || worst of enemies || enemies || rivals || indifferent || neutral || acquaintance || friendly toward each other || casual friends || friends || good friends || best friends || fuck buddies || bosom buddies || practically the same person || would die for them || true friends || my only friend ||

First impression of them:

I hate them so much || I don’t like them || I don’t trust them || they annoy me || they’re weird || I’m indifferent || meh || they seem alright || they’re growing on me || truce || I think I like them || I like them || I’m not sure if I trust them || I trust them || they’re cool || they’re genuine || I think we’re going to get along || I really like them || I think I’m in love || oh fuck they’re hot || I love them

Current impression of them:

I hate them so much || I don’t like them || I don’t trust them || they annoy me || they’re weird || I’m indifferent || meh || they seem alright || they’re growing on me || truce || I think I like them || I like them || I’m not sure if I trust them || I trust them || they’re cool || they’re genuine || I think we’re going to get along || I really like them || I think I’m in love || oh fuck they’re hot || I love them

How good of a kisser:

Connie had been distracted staring down at the fire, remembering better times when her family would take trips to go camping and just sit around a fire telling each other silly stories. She didn't usually ponder about the past to the point she didn't notice someone beside her, but lately she was feeling quite nostalgic.

She looked up when she felt someone settle beside her, smiling when she realized it was Daryl. Connie patted Daryl's hand lightly and noticing how cold his skin was, rubbed his arm in sympathy.

Days Gone Sentence Starters

"There's a few lines I haven't crossed."

Connie wasn't too sure how or when exactly the conversation had taken a turn towards the current topic, all she knew was that there seemed to be some truth to what people said about how wine worked wonders to loosen up the tongue– that or Carol actually trusted her to have this kind of conversation. Connie hoped it was the second option.

"Like what?" Connie asked out of curiosity and because she was just tipsy enough to not consider the consequences of her question.

But not tipsy enough to not notice the way Carol's brows furrowed slightly as she looked away and out at the openness of the ocean. She touched the other woman's knee before signing.

"I've never cheated on a test," Connie said, doing her best to keep the conversation lighthearted. "I tried, but I always got paranoid that I'd get caught." her expression turned thoughtful as she tried to think of another line she hadn't crossed before. Connie glanced towards where Daryl was taking his sweet time to make sure the sails were secured, then back to Carol. Her eyes drifted down to the woman's lips.

If it wasn't for the fact that she'd been staring at Carol's lips more often than it was necessary even before they started drinking, Connie could have blamed the fact she found them quite enticing on the wine. She couldn't blame that on the wine, but certainly could thank it for the sudden courage she felt.

"I've never wanted to kiss a friend's girlfriend before."

She watched Carol's eyes widen and her cheeks turn a dusty pink, which made Connie smile a bit dumbly because damn, she's cute when she blushes.

"What do you mean?" Carol questioned, but didn't give her time to answer. "Daryl and I– oh no, it's not like that. He– we–"

Connie didn't need to hear the rest, the confirmation that Carol was single was enough for her brain to decide it was the best idea in the world to lean forward and make her stop talking but pressing her lips against hers. It was a clumsy kiss, and there was some nose to nose contact before Carol tilted her head and leaned into it, her hand squeezing the one Connie had over her knee.

send in “ IT’S OKAY. I GOT YOU… ” for your muse to invite my muse in to sleep with them for the night after my muse has a particularly bad nightmare.

Daryl’s voice comes quietly through the darkness and she hears him pulling back the sheets. She hadn’t even said anything yet, just stood in his doorway, shaking. She moves into the room, collapsing into the bed next to him and curling against him. He wraps an arm around her, not saying anything as nuzzles his chest, shaking and sobbing now. 

The nightmare was a recurring one and it was far from the first time she’d had it, but tonight it had broken her. It had hurt her in a place so deep she didn’t know it was there. She pushes herself closer to Daryl, wrapping her arms around him. It’s a long time before she stops crying enough to look up at him and say; 

Does your character have recurring themes in their dreams? Most of her dreams that she remembers are a weird muddled version of the world before and after. Like somewhere after, but the escalators are on and working, and mall music is playing. Or the reverse where it's before but just one thing will trashed while everything else is normal, and some passing npcs will be walkers but act normally and no one else notices, and neither does she really in the dream.

Does your character have recurring themes in their nightmares? That they're repressed memories. After unlocking the truth about it, she had a lot what happened in the basement to her dad. Seeing the bombs drop on Baltimore the day after they got out of the city. Some terrible things they saw and didn't stop in the first few years. Some of the more jarring and horrifying things that happened during the pack years. And sometimes they're edited, like the recurring ones of Beta either going for them in the corridor or succeeding in killing Alpha that time and then turning on her. Or where Henry copped it the same way lots of other people had, when he was caught and she was there.