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        ❝ Wow. Nice costume ! ❞

       "----A costume? Right...         I assure you, this is no disfras         senor."

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"Whoa!!"

"You’re so pretty!!”

       The goddess chuckles, amused        by their reactions.

      "Why thank you. You both lo-        ok beautiful as well.

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( I’m going to be out until late tonight so I’ll get to all those tagged starters and drafts later! ^^ Until then, mutuals, like this for a small starter when I return! )

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idk what they’re talking about but this is just AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH

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         ’ DOESN’T he look so happy? ‘

       "How ᴄ ᴜ ᴛ ᴇ. Does he have a name?"

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( ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏғ ᴘʀᴀʏᴇʀs | I finally feel better enough to come online and all I see on my dash is stuff about pizza and masturbation? )

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Send me a sentence for my muse's reaction

"Are you even listening to me?"

"Are you even listening to yourself?"

"Are you sure they won’t find out?”

"Are you sure this is legal?”

"Are you sure you know what you’re doing?”

"Are you threatening me?"

"Be mine."

"Can you be anymore obvious?"

"Do I know you?"

"Do you love me?"

"Do you remember this?"

"Do you trust me?"

"Don’t go."

"Don’t let me die"

"Don’t look at me like that."

"Don’t make me beg.”

"Don’t you dare come near me!"

"Don’t you dare."

"Explain yourself."

"For you, I would _____"

"Give it back."

"Give me another chance."

"Have you ever even done this before?"

"How drunk are you right now?"

"I already regret this."

"I am not wearing that.”

"I can’t believe you missed that."

"I can’t do this anymore."

"I can’t even look at you."

"I could kill you!"

"I dare you." or "I dare you to _____."

"I didn’t do it.""

"I didn’t know you could do that."

"I don’t want to look at you right now.”

"I guess this is goodbye.”

"I hate you."

"I have to go."

"I just want to cuddle."

"I know your secret.”

"I love you, but I really wish I didn’t.”

"I love you."

"I miss you so very much."

"I missed you."

"I need a drink."

"I need a hug."

"I never really loved you."

"I owe you."

"I think I broke it."

"I think I’m falling in love with you. "

"I think I’m forgetting something."

"I think it’s broken.”

"I trust you."

"I want to be yours."

"I want to try this thing I read in a book.”

"I want you. Naked. In my bed. Now."

"I’ll be there in five minutes.”



”This is really inappropriate.”

"I’m all for spicing thing’s up, but isn’t this a bit much?”

"I’m bad for you.”

"I’m dying."

"I’m going to be sick."

"I’m not speaking to you anymore."

"I’m pregnant and it’s yours."

"I’ve never heard that one before."

"If you stay quiet, no one will know.”

"Is that my shirt?"

"It was me"

"It’s so beautiful.”

"It’s time to choose.”

"Just five more minutes."

"Just go."

"Just leave me alone."

"Just let me die."

"Just relax."

"Just what did we do last night?"

"Kiss me you idiot."

"Kiss me."

"Like you even care."

"Little too late, don't you think?"

"Make me."

"Marry me?"

"My Parents don’t know"

"My parents know.""

"Never again."

"Nh, don’t be so rough!"

"No, that can’t be my baby."

"No! You can’t die on me now!"

"Obviously there is something between us."

"Of all the things i've heard, that hurt the most."

"Put it away.”

"Put your trousers on!"

"Put. The. Weapon. Down."

"Quiet, I am trying to think."

"Relax, I have a plan."

"Really?"

"Shut up and listen."

"Take responsibility."

"That isn’t mine."

"That looked easier on TV."

"That sounds painful."

"That was a bad plan."

"That’s mine!”

"That’s the cheesiest pickup line I’ve ever heard."

"They’re coming.”

"This seems familiar."

"This stays between us."

"Truth hurts, don’t it?"

"Unbelievable. I can't believe you right now."

"Very good, you had me fooled."

"Want to hear a secret?"

"We need to talk."

"We’re moving too fast.”

"Well that was unexpected."

"What are we doing here?"

"What are you afraid of?"

"What are you touching?"

"What are you?"

"What do you need?"

"What happened to you?"

"What have I done this time?"

"What if someone catches us?”

"What sort of noise was that?”

"What the hell do you think you’re doing?"

"What were you thinking?"

"Where are my clothes?"

"Where did you find this?"

"Where do you even find this sort of thing?”

"Where were you?"

"Who’d have guessed you could pull such a face?”

"Why are you wearing that?"

"Why yes, I am as think as you drunk I am."

"You could have died!”

"You could have killed someone!"

"You coward."

"You don’t need to be so gentle.”

"You drive me crazy!"

"You have ten minutes, so make it quick.”

"You lied to me!"

"You mean everything to me."

"You owe me."

"You. Come. Snuggle. NOW!"

"You’re all out of ____."

"You’re an idiot.”

"You’re bad for me.”

"You’re dead to me."

"You’re pregnant and It’s mine"

"You’re really good at this…”

"You’re so weird.""

"You’re under arrest."

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"This is one of many lighting keys I did for the film. They wanted the moon light to feel like it was shot day for night, spaghetti western style. This was a lot of fun to paint I really enjoyed playing with the warm and cool colors." Will Martinez, “The Book of Life”

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Posada Vive

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( Cute kid ):

"AYY DIOS MIOS! Excuse me I’m so sorry uh..I should get used to this. So are you from the realm beyond?”

       "What do you think?" She asked         in a playful tone, floating closer only         to teasingly poke the rims of his glasses.

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       "Oh! I'm sorry! I didn't         mean to frighten you..."

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"Talented..? How do you figure, miss..?"

       "Call it women's intuition I         suppose. It's true, is it not?"

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( Maria ):

Though she rarely blushed, the goddess praise made a red tint rise to Maria’s cheeks. "I think I appreciate that the most."  Maria was a feisty woman who needed someone who would take her opinions into consideration.  "Señora, is that why — ah. Why you  chose him in the bet?”  Manolo had told her everything.  It was a bit odd to know that they had been pawns in the god’s schemes. There were plenty of stories Maria had read about that — gods playing with  human emotions, and manipulating them out of boredom. Maria never thought she’d be part of that. Besides, aside from  the snakes Xibalba sent, the pair stayed out of it, and let the humans decide things for themselves. They didn’t really trick her or the boys — Maria simply felt odd that they had been watching them so closely for so long.

       At her question, she nodded. It was        an obvious choice for the goddess, a-        s Manolo's heart was pure right from t-        he start. His kidness that night when s-        he was disguised as una mujer vieja m-        ade it clear that he should be her cham-        pion, and eventually the victor.

       "Yes....he showed me kindness when he         was a child, and I blessed him to have a        pure and courageous heart always. But t-        hat is not to say that Joaquin wasn't a go-        od choice either. He was just misguided...        and under his father's shadow.

       But Manolo...I could see that you two had        a strong connection, even just as friends. A        friendship like that can bloom to love...and        that my dear, is the kind of love that can last        for years and years to come."

                     The goddess smiled, placing a gentle hand                      on Maria's shoulder.

                     "Even though this was all apart of our bet, I                      am truly glad he ended up with you. I was so                      worried a few times during his adventure. You                      could say he grew on me as more than just my                      victor...but in the end, he impressed everyone...                      including Xibalba. And that, is a feat within itself."

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                                        ❝    ——    ❞                                                        ❝    ——    ❞

       She appears to have been caught staring.            For all the wonders these twin dark amber eyes have seen, it is            a wonder that anything can still catch her eye. You would think            they would ever dim down from the wonder.

                                               Yet, as she looks upon this other woman            ( ethereal in every sense of the word and    brighter    and more            colourful than any    technicolour kaleidoscope dream   she has            ever had ),           Clara cannot help but let her gaze linger a few            seconds too long.

                                      Upon being caught, brows raise and she grins            and shrugs her shoulders.            She tucks a tuft of brown hair            behind her ear.   In the presence of this other being ( there was            no way in any version of   reality   that this person was another            human ),            the Englishwoman felt a certain sense of being            remarkably underdressed.

           ❝      No, no. No reason. Sorry. It’s just       you look great.      ❞                          ❝      And, uh— I’m just a teeny tiny bit disoriented is all.      ❞

                   ❝                  Could you please tell me where I am ?    ❞

       At her reaction, the goddess can't        help but beam. It was rather adora-        ble how the other woman stared, o-        bviously in awe. True, La Muerte kn-        ew she was beautiful, but her mere        presence always overshadowed her        beauty.

       Placing a pale hand on her chest, she        floats over toward the Englishwoman,        smiling from ear to ear.

      "Why thank you for the compliment. As        for where you are? You are in the Land        of the Remembered, a beautiful afterlife        where the souls of those passed live on        so long as their families' remember them.        It's quite a wonderful place."

       The goddess smiles, rather proud of her        land.

      "I rule over it, and keep it in balance."

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"I… I suppose so." He was more scatterbrained than clumsy, if one was being honest. He put on a small, embarrassed smile as he adjusted his clothes.

"I’ve never been too…put together."

       "Oh come now. You're not giving         yourself enough credit. From where         I'm standing you seem like a great y-         oung man. And...talented as well."

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La Muerte

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( Harley ):

            She blinks, once— twice, noticing             now that the woman speaking is             painted like a sugar skull. Well,             she wouldn’t be Harley’s first             skeleton. “—Languages aren’t             really my thing. I’ve never been             good at ‘em. I’m pretty lucky that             I even know cat!” 

       "Gato is far from a useful word         darling," she replied with a laugh.

       "Most cats won't even respond to         that if you tried. But hey, better th-         an nothing I suppose. Might I ask         where you got your outfit? As I m-         entioned before, I really admire the         coloring."