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"Would you like an extra scary Halloween decoration~?" (Oliver)

"...Nah, no thanks. Halloween decorations are really tacky."Says the guy who is going to be dressed up in a humanized Freddy outfit on Halloween week for Halloween celebration.(It's not like he has a choice, though--it's great marketing)

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He doesn't like Halloween terribly much, but...

"You know what we should do for Halloween?"

"Candy bowls. By the door. For kids who can't go trick-or-treating because of paranoid parents. Maybe... even an extra bowl for kids who don't like candy."

He's feeling strangely excited about this idea.

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♥️ ♣️ Send a playing card to my ask box! ♦️ ♠️

A♥️ - Who was the first person your muse ever fell in love with? 2♥️ - What’s your muse’s family like? 3♥️ - How would your muse react to a confession of love? 4♥️ - What are your muse’s thoughts on starting/raising a family? 5♥️ - What was your muse’s most heartbreaking separation/divorce/etc? 6♥️ - What sort of charity work has your muse done? 7♥️ - Has your muse ever cheated or been cheated on? 8♥️ - How well does your muse perform in social situations? 9♥️ - Has your muse ever had unrequited feelings for someone? 10♥️ - What was the last party or social event your muse went to? J♥️ - Who does your muse consider their best friend? Q♥️ - Who is someone special that your muse always thinks about? K♥️ - Who does your muse look up to as a role model?

A♣️ - What’s your muse’s strongest talent? 2♣️ - What topics of conversation does your muse enjoy the most? 3♣️ - How creative is your muse? 4♣️ - What does your muse have the most passion for? 5♣️ - What would your muse change about their current lifestyle? 6♣️ - How do your muse’s “gut feelings” usually turn out? 7♣️ - Has your muse ever felt “trapped”, either figuratively or literally? 8♣️ - What is your muse the most stubborn about? 9♣️ - What is your muse’s proudest accomplishment? 10♣️ - When was the last time your muse took a vacation or trip? J♣️ - Who does your muse trust the most? Q♣️ - Do other people consider your muse charming? K♣️ - How important is integrity to your muse?

A♦️ - What is the most important message your muse has ever received? 2♦️ - How important is money to your muse? 3♦️ - How does your muse handle indecision? 4♦️ - Is your muse more of the patient or instant gratification type? 5♦️ - How often does your muse change plans? 6♦️ - Is your muse responsible with their money? 7♦️ - When was your muse the most down on their luck? 8♦️ - Has your muse ever received money or gifts from a mysterious benefactor? 9♦️ - How much money does your muse spend on average? 10♦️ - How financially successful is your muse? J♦️ - Who does your muse do the most business with? Q♦️ - Has your muse ever been gossiped about or participated in gossip? K♦️ - If your muse were to start their own business, what would it be?

A♠️ - What was the most painful loss your muse had to go through? 2♠️ - How often does your muse wish to be left alone? 3♠️ - Does your muse ever let anyone see them cry? 4♠️ - What’s the worst injury your muse has ever recovered from? 5♠️ - Has your muse ever had to change their lifestyle in a major way? 6♠️ - Does your muse believe in fate/destiny? 7♠️ - What’s a hard truth that your muse has to learn/has learned? 8♠️ - What does your muse work the hardest for? 9♠️ - Has your muse ever felt forced to change? 10♠️ - How does your muse cope with grief? J♠️ - Who would your muse most likely end up in jail with? Q♠️ - Does your muse manipulate others easily or are they easily manipulated? K♠️ - What is one thing your muse considers a grave injustice?

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Help Me Keep My Car (and my room)

I’ll keep this brief:

My dad and stepmom had me take out a title loan on my car, threatening to stop helping me and would kick me out if I didn’t do this. They also bumped my rent up to 400 a month, and now I have to keep making 400 dollar payments to my title loan in addition to paying 400 for rent. I don’t make a lot of money, and now I find myself behind on my payments for my title loan - and my parents refuse to help me pay it, and they will not work with me as far as rent for October.

That being said, I am at risk of losing my car if I pay full rent. If I pay my car loan instead, I will be kicked out. I need at LEAST $100 in order to satisfy both parties, and I am in serious need of help. Please signal boost this, and if you are able to donate anything my paypal.me is below.

Thank you very much in advance for your help!

My Paypal.me is www.paypal.me/theforgottenmuse

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Ho shit boi this blog is one of those live action gif blogs?? So cool dude. I'm totally in. Throwing all my poker chips in. My refrigerator in. Set it on the table, just like that. My gun is in. Unloaded, of course. My knife on the table. All cards on the table. Let's play ball.

Holy shit…

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I grabbed some palettes from all over and made a big fat list of them because I’m starting the color palette challenge. So send me a number and a character and I’ll (possibly, depends on time and junk) draw them in that color scheme. 

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If you lost my muse in a crowd, what “offensive” thing could you yell that'd be GUARANTEED to track them down?

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"I don't know, looks kinda flat to me."

“Of course…I have a pretty rockin’ ass if I do say so myself.”

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"But is it true?"

He was silent for a time, trying to listen for any sort of answer, of confirmarion, even though he already knew his suspicions had already been confirmed. There was no denial, no accusation that Winston was lying, no demand for proof or that he stop jumping to conclusions. Instead there was a mind-numbing silence, and helplessness, and he could feel the despair pressing down against the inside of his ear drums and curling in his throat. He heard the school bell ring.

"Haha... wow," he found himself saying. "I... that was... that was the entirely wrong way to go about this, wasn't it? I... shouldn't have done that."

He walked over toward Finnegan and sat down next to him, pressing his knees against his chest, feeling the thudding of his own heart beat. He was silent for a while.

"Though, for the record... if this is happening to you, then I won't let it happen here. You don't deserve that. You seem like a nice kid."

He wasn't saying it just to say it. He never did.

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At first, it was like he didn’t notice him, but the first thing that he did was look around. Outside of the stalls, he and the kid were the only ones there–he forgot if he told him his name yet. He probably did, and he just forgot. That was just how Winston was. Once he noted the emptiness, he went over to the stalls and pushed them each open individually, checking to see if anyone was in there, and encouraged when there was none.

So he did the next thing he felt was right–he went over to the main door and flipped the lock, then turned toward Finnegan.

“Your parents are not out of the country,” he said. “If they were, they would have given you a caretaker. If they didn’t give you a caretaker, then they are rotten excuses for parents. But if you’re lying, then there must be a reason. You’re wearing a sweater in summer. I would understand a jacket, it’s always cold in school, but you’re wearing a sweater. Are you hiding something?”

He was going about this wrong, but the panic that seized in his chest made it difficult to think clearly, to work out his approach. He couldn’t knowingly let this happen to someone, not again, not if he could help it or do something about it. He would kill them if need be.

Situations like this were dangerous, they were self-depreciating, they were deadly like a spiral knife stabbing into your stomach and just as painful. It made you bleed in a different way, but in a way that was perhaps more deadly than being physically hurt. They could make you do things that you never did before (killkillkill) and they could make you become someone you were never meant to be. That was just the natural way that humans went about protecting themselves.

Finnegan actually jumped a little while still seated on the floor as the other teen locked the door before confronting him. If there was one thing Finnegan hated, it was a confrontation of any kind towards him. He whimpered and moved against the wall, trying to melt into it, curling up into a ball at the accusations his savior made. He looked at his own long sleeved white button up shirt and dark green vest, which had no sleeves to it.

“S’not a sweater,” the Irish mumbled out in a whimper, “S’a shirt.”

He gulped and looked at the wall, trying to pretend this situation wasn’t happening. A dazed look fell on his features as he visibly zoned out, trying to disassociate from the reality around him. Where was he? Looked like Ireland, how he always imagined it would be: nothing but green grass meadows and clear blue skies as far as the eye could see. He was free, in this realm-nothing could touch him, nothing could hurt him here.

No one could confront him about what was really going on at home.

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Oh, wow. 'Career' was a very strong word for it. What was he going to do, keep him from getting any other kind of job as well? The only reason he was still working here was because of how easy it was. Even if some of the customers were insufferable.

Like--did he just--?

Did he just push past him?

That was just rude--and to think he was going to hold the door open for him like the fine young gentleman he actually was! (Not that he cared--he was more irritated about the fact that he led himself to the table, and that he gave him his order. All Winston was supposed to do was bring them to their seats.

He didn't even know how to put in the order, quite frankly--but drinks, he could do. He could tell Lucy about the pepperoni pizza while collecting their drinks.

But first...

"The pepperoni pizza comes in three sizes, small, medium, and large. The small is about eight inches in diameter, the medium twelve inches, and the large sixteen. We also offer cheese-stuffed crust for an extra dollar and a half, which I personally enjoy. We also have a special going on for the next couple of days--buy a medium pizza, get an appetizer 50% off. Also, would you like lemon with that water?"

It was sort of vengeance in and of itself--getting back at him for having tried to embarrass him. Winston had no shame, not right now--he threw a bird at this man's face. What worse could there be?

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…‘Mommy?’

He was sorely tempted to believe that it was just a slip of the tongue on the kids’ part–he had to believe that, to refrain from laughing his guts out–

They. They called him ’Mommy’ again.

…

He couldn’t help but snort, amused. He usually didn’t like kids, but this was absolutely precious. Somehow he found himself smiling as he looked up at ‘Mommy’.

“Yeah, of course we’re open. If you’d please follow me,” he said, leading them inside and having the common courtesy to hold the door open for them. “Would you like a table or a booth?”

He could already guess–a table close to the animatronics, before they began their first performance, even though a booth would provide a little bit more room. But, well, one never knew. Not many people even knew that they provided booths in the maain room–they were sort of off to one side, usually dedicated to people who came in alone or didn’t really want to be around loud, squealing children.

Ethan, even though he was smiling, gave the young man a look of fiery vengeance when the other snorted. There was promise there, as if he wasn’t done tearing apart the employee yet. He put on his best fake smile as the twins happily pulled him inside. “Table.” he answered in a pleasant tone tinted with ice, “Closest to the stage. If you please.” He spoke through his teeth, then upon entering he leaned down to whisper to the young man, “This isn’t over. One more wrong move…and I will ensure your life is utterly ruined, or at the very least, your career here.”

He took hold of each child’s hand before pushing past the young man with a slight glare in his direction, as if to say, ‘Why yes, I did push you aside on purpose, and there’s nothing you can do about it!’ He stuck his nose up in the air as he took the children to a table nearest the stage, the twins excitedly going to sit down before their mother did. He sighed, “If only Blake were here, he wouldn’t stand for this at all.” he muttered, then looked to the young man, “You’ll be bringing us our drinks and pizza now, yes? Ice water for me, Evie wants a Sprite and Cole wants Lemonade. Pepperoni pizza. And do be quick about it.”

“Please!” Evie said with a beaming smile. Cole nodded shyly before looking to the Bonnie animatronic. He really liked that one. Ethan huffed and and glanced at the employee with a fake smile, “Please.”

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RIPS SHIRT OFF TALK TO ME ABOUT VIDEO GAMES

1: Do you try to stay away from walkthroughs?

2: Company you're always loyal to?

3: Best game you've ever played?

4: Worst game you've ever played?

5: A popular series/game you just can't get into no matter how much you try?

6: A game that's changed you the most?

7: A game you'll never forget?

8: Best soundtrack?

9: A game you turn your volume off every time you play it?

10: A game you've completely given up on?

11: Hardest game you've played?

12: Shortest time you've beaten a game in?

13: A game you were the most excited for when it wasn't released yet?

14: A game you think would be cool if it had voice acting?

15: Which two games do you think would make an awesome crossover?

16: Character you've hated most? From what game?

17: What game do you never tell people you play?

18: A game you wish your friends knew about?

19: Which game do you think deserves a revival?

20: What was the first video game you ever played?

21: How old were you when you first played a video game?

22: If you could immerse yourself in any game for one day, which game would it be? What would you do?

23: Biggest disappointment you've had in gaming?

24: Casual, Hardcore, or in the middle?

25: Be honest; have you ever used cheats (like ActionReplay or Gameshark)?

26: Handheld or console?

27: Has there ever been a moment that has made you cry?

28: Which character's clothes do you wish you owned the most?

29: Which is more important, gameplay or story?

30: A game that hasn't been localized in your country that you think should be localized?

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I’m literally diva

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Break my muse. Exploit their insecurities and weaknesses. Do whatever it takes to make them angry or cry.

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(@wayward-innocent Didn't realize I received an ask, I shall excuse it with the excuse that I was on my personal and learning TF2, lol)

Sometimes when Winston is embarrassed, he does blush a little bit, but usually he looks more like he's startled or surprised about something. It depends on how embarrassed he is and what brought it about. If he makes a mistake at work, then he'll look like he does up above. If he did something absolutely humiliating, then he will blush a little while looking like he's on the verge of a panic attack.

In any case, he will attempt to duck out of any embarrassing situation he finds himself in as quickly as possible. Sometimes he does it literally, sometimes not so literally, but either way, he tries to avoid it for fear of making himself and other people further uncomfortable. He also tends to fidget with his hands and shift his weight from side to side for a while afterward until the feeling fades away.

Generally, he prefers avoiding eembarrassing or awkward situations as much as possible.

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Try to seduce my Muse.

Then they will respond and rate you:

Never been less turned on | Ugh no | I’d give you a try | Yes, yes, YES | I’M READY NOW DAMMIT

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REBLOG IF YOU DON'T MIND AGE GAPS IN ROMANTIC PLOTS!

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