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fiona-so:

a-bitter-form-of-refuge:

angry-moth-noises:

freckledtrekkie:

teamfreekickass:

paging-doctorfaggot:

IS THAT WHY YOUR VOICE SOUNDS SO DIFFERENT ON THE PHONE

FUCK MY VOICE IS HIGHER THAN THIS

OH MY GOD

NO WONDER WHY I AM A SERRANO IN CHOIR

A serrano is a small green pepper. The word you are looking for is soprano.

mariusthevampire:

Roleplay Problems: When someone you used to roleplay with every day forgets you exist.

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thebleuspider:

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mishasminions:

I SWEAR I LAUGH AT THIS EVERY TWO SECONDS

In a universe where everyone is born with numbers on their wrists counting down to when they’ll meet their soulmate, send me 00:00:00 for my muses reaction to their numbers hitting zero when they meet yours.

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zhemedic:

leilahlongheart:

 

Pulling the dork along, Leilah kept that grin while almost tripping upon her own feet. Her short heels on the black shoes were making it harder to keep balance. Though she was able to pull them both into the middle of the room upon the music started to play.

The music was not anything you would hear in a 5-star aristocratic restaurant but at the same time it was not too rowdy. The tone was soft and was a bit more like a inspirational country song. 

There was no lyrics to this particular song. But only a soft tune that went though the bar. None of the other bar birds were really paying attention to it…except of course for Leilah and Alfons. She took his hands and slowly started to spin around sloppily. 

She tugged him quite unsteadily, but he managed to catch his own balance regardless of her rocking him. 

He stood confusingly, deviating his eyes awkwardly as the crowd looked in silence. Strangers, yes, but it can all can be avoided if he imagined the room with just the two of them. 

When the music started, Leilah made the first move by twirling both of them around like little children. Alfons smiled wider and wider until he burst into a soft laugh, “ahahahaha~” He shimmied his torso along his hips and moved his feet front and back, “zhis ist fun~” Accidentally he stepped on to one of her feet, “whoops..!”

The pace of the music starts go faster now, so his movement became more vigorous. The faster he danced the more he became hot, sweating to from his forehead and on his back. Then he let go of her hands to do an exaggeration of clogging;  using his heels to make audible percussive rhythms on the floor. He was a novice, so everything seemed awkward especially with his drunkenness. 

"Ah!" 

Leilah squealed out a little bit in pain as his shoe crushed upon her toes. Though it wasn’t that bad, at the moment in her inebriated state of course. She waved her hand forward a bit with a silly wide grin.

"Ohhhh don’t worry about it."

They spun around much more until the german man let go of her hands, which made her stumble a bit backwards. Alarmingly backwards as she laughed at Alfon’s dance moves while clapping along. She had no idea what would be behind her.

She slammed right into one of the biker men at the pool table, making the very muscular man fall down with the nurse. The music suddenly stopped as both of them got up from the floor. One less angry than the other. The bigger man proceeded to call her a bitch while Leilah was still smiling and seemed to be in a trance. 

"Ohhhh siirrrr sorry about that!~ Can’t help havvvinggg fun~"

Send me “Darling don’t cry.” And my muse will react to yours saying this and wiping away their tears after my muse got emotional over something. (Can be anything. Muns choice.)

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