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WHAT ARE YOUR MUSES AESTHETICS?

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bold any that applies to your muse and italicize any that kind of applies to your muse. feel free to add to the list.

COLOURS

red. brown. orange. yellow. green. blue. purple. pink. black. white. teal. silver. gold. grey. lilac. metallic. matte. royal blue. matte. royal blue. strawberry red. charcoal grey. forest green. apple red. violet. navy blue. crimson. cream. mint green. bubblegum pink. sky blue. pale jade.

ELEMENTS

fire. ice. water. air. earth. rain. snow. wind. moon. stars. sun. heat. cold. steam. frost. lightning. sunlight. moonlight. dawn. dusk. twilight. midnight. sunrise. sunset. dewdrops.

BODY

claws. long fingers. fangs. teeth. wings. tails. lips. bare feet. neck. shoulders. legs. freckles. unseen bruises. canines. scars. scratches. wounds. burns. fingernails. spikes. feathers. webs. eyes. hands. sweat. tears. feline. chubby. curvy. short. tall. normal height. muscular. piercing. tattoos. athletic. hair. fur. sleek.

WEAPONS

fists. legs. sword. dagger. spear. lance. bow & arrow. hammer. shield. poison. guns. axes. throwing axes. whips. knives. throwing knives. pepper sprays. tasers. machine guns. slingshots. katanas. maces. staffs. wands. powers. magical items. magic. rocks. mud balls. claws. teeth. stealth. strategy.

MATERIALS

gold. silver. copper. platinum. titanium. rose gold. diamonds. pearls. rubies. sapphires. emeralds. amethyst. metal. iron. rust. steel. glass. wood. porcelain. paper. wool. fur. lace. leather. silk. velvet. denim. linen. cotton. charcoal. clay. stone. asphalt. brick. marble. dust. glitter. blood. dirt. mud. smoke. ash. shadow. carbonate. rubber. synthetics. ribbon.

NATURE

grass. leaves. trees. bark. roses. daisies. sunflowers. tulips. lavender. petals. seeds. hay. sand. rocks. roots. flowers. fungi. ocean. river. frozen lake. meadow. valley. forest. desert. tundra. savanna. rain forest. caves. underwater. coral reef. beach. waves. space. clouds. mountains. snow. mist. pond.

ANIMALS

big cats. wolves. foxes. eagles. owls. falcons. hawks. swans. snakes. turtles. ducks. bugs. spiders. birds. whales. dolphins. fish. sharks. horses. cats. dogs. bunnies. penguins. crows. ravens. mice. lizards. werewolves. unicorns. pegasus. dragons. monkeys.

FOODS/DRINKS

sugar. salt. candy. bubblegum. wine. champagne. hard liquor. vodka. beer. coffee. sake. tea. spices. herbs. apples. orange. lemon. cherry. strawberry. watermelon. vegetables. fruits. meat. fish. pies. desserts. chocolate. lollies. cream. caramel. berries. nuts. cinnamon. burgers. surf ‘n’ turf. burritos. pizza. ambrosia. eggs. milk.

HOBBIES

music. art. watercolors. gardening. smithing. sculpting. painting. sketching. fighting. writing. composing. cooking. baking. sewing. training. dancing. acting. singing. martial arts. self-defense. war tactics. electronics. technology. cameras. video cameras. video games. computer. phone. movies. theater. libraries. books. magazines. cds. records. vinyls. cassettes. piano. strings. violin. guitar. electronic guitar. bass guitar. harmonica. harp. woodwinds. brass. flute. bells. exploring. playing cards. poker chips. chess. dice. motorcycle riding. eating. sleeping. climbing. running. jogging. parkour. studying.

STYLE

lingerie. armor. cape. dress. tunic. vest. shirt. boots. ankle boots. heels. leggings. trousers. jeans. skirt. jewelry. earrings. necklace. bracelet. ring. pendant. hat. beanie hat. crown. circlet. helmet. scarf. brocade. cloaks. corsets. doublet. chest plate. gorget. bracers. belt. sash. coat. jacket. hood. gloves. socks. masks. mittens. cowls. braces. watches.glasses.sun glasses. straw hat. visor. eye contacts. makeup. ribbons. hoodie. sweater. converses. tennis shoes. boxers. briefs. boxer briefs. shorts. cargo. cropped pants. crop top. cuffed pants.

MISC

balloons. bubbles. cityscape. light. dark. candles. growth. decay. war. peace. money. power. percussion. clocks. photos. mirrors. pets. diary. journal. fairy lights. madness. sanity. sadness. happiness. optimism. pessimism. loneliness. family. friends. comrades. assistants. co-workers. enemies. loyalty. smoking. drugs. kindness. love. hugs. kisses. spring. summer. autumn. winter. farmland. countryside. suburban. village. castle.

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zixou:

the ring of the bell above the door signals his arrival in the what appears to be abandoned bar. ‘how odd’ he ponders. after all, he did expect a warm welcome from the owner. it has been a while since they seen each other and she knows he would arrive today. yet not much time to think is given to him as he without noticing walks under a step ladder and catches a petite girl before she can hit the ground.

the green haired man gives her a soft smile, ❛ my, falling for me already? ❜ his smile turns into a smirk for a brief moment after observing her reaction. gently he puts her down, ❛ kaguya already forcing chores on you? she did the same with me when she first got this place, ❜ jae-ha takes off his guitar and props it against the bar. ❛ i’m jae-ha, kaguya’s older brother and you must be… ❜ he trails off and tries to remember kaguya’s description about the girls she took in. unfortunately for him, they both display similar traits. however, there was one key difference which revealed her identity to him, ❛ saya, ❜ a pause follows when another smile surfaces because he just knows he is right. ❛ right? ❜

after the confirmation, he cannot help but raise his hands ever so slightly in defeat upon hearing her next question. ❛ oops, i probably shouldn’t have revealed that. but she hasn’t mentioned me before? how terrible! ❜ and there he goes pretending to be hurt. jae-ha understands her reasons for not doing so after all no one wants to admit that they were abandoned as a child. ❛ we grew up in the same orphanage and kept in touch after she got adopted. ❜

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          Being alerted by the ringing of the bell, the teen pauses from her dusting of cobwebs to glance at the source. A man? Just as she begins to slowly recede from the ladder, awkwardly wielding two dusters in both hands; he walks underneath the step ladder, causing it to jostle. Suddenly, the world goes upside down and she braces for an impact that never came. The clink of plastic against the wooden floor brings her to open chocolate eyes widely, staring up in confusion to a mysterious man she’s never seen before.

          Piquing her curiosity after thanking him, Saya questions him. Who was he? Surely, Kaguya would know better than to call such a strange character her ‘brother.’ He wasn’t a bad person, evidently, but there was a certain aloofness that she couldn’t describe. Confirming her identity, she caused a huff. She never heard of him and Kaguya spoke of her to him?! Gesturing her hand towards the bar, she ushered for him to sit, the teen moved apace to return the ladder to the backroom.

                   「 An orphanage...? I don’t think she ever mentioned that to me... Ah, Kaguya-san is out shopping right now, so she’ll be back soon... Don’t tell her I’m gonna make tea for you, okay? She doesn’t want me breaking anything, so I’m not allowed to use the stove without her supervision. 」

          She grins meekly, hurriedly heating up some water in a kettle and getting some cups and a teapot set out for the both of them. Now where did she keep the leaves...

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suicxedere:

“Tease you? Of course I wouldn’t. What kind of monster would do that?” he dramatically said and posed. “But if you say I have to figure it out myself, then, ah, the obvious answer is… me!” Cue a grin and more dramatical posing. “I am so flattered, Saya-chan! To think you would consider me an ideal type! That truly brings happiness to my heart. To tell you the truth, I too have feelings for you.” Whoa, dude, wait. She never said you were her type, let alone confessed her feelings for you. Take it easy, Dazai!

          Some part of her died a little as she witnessed his outburst. Saya shook her head and knit her eyebrows together. While he wasn’t wrong, she had her pride on the line, darn it. She sighs in exasperation, observing him closely as she spoke. Her tone was gentle, but firm, keeping herself adamant against his boisterousness.

                    「 Dazai-san, I don’t know how to say this but... You’re wrong. I don’t like you that way... I’m sorry... 」

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                    「 I... see. 」

          Among the plethora of things that she was ignorant to, tragedy and loss was a major factor of it. Perhaps the naive girl shouldn’t have asked this of her servant - but it occurred to her she didn’t know much about of his history. Of course, she knew that the Saber was one of the thirteen knights of Camelot: Sir Gawain, at that; but it didn’t occur to her that he had his share of angst.

          She looks down, breaking eye contact as her shame crawls up her back. It was utterly shameful for her to not know the legendary tale from centuries past. After another moment’s hesitation, she questions him again, this time speaking much more softly.

                   「 ...did you blame yourself? For what happened in the Battle in Camlann? 」

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hokuaii:

Oh, but of course it did! If time has served him right ( again and again, as it always has ), her reaction is one that the servant had been anticipating for quite some time. A teenager’s embarrassments were always an entertaining sight, no matter how flustered Saya inevitably became.

Like a statue standing in place, Archer had barely moved an inch; still wearing a famous little grin, without much effort in driving it away. Upon the train, sceneries that normally took forever to sightsee would pass in the blink of an eye; buildings that became grayish blurs, and people that seemed nearly ghostlike from the train’s speed. How EASY it would be, he thinks, if another servant to use this to their ADVANTAGE.

❝You gratitude is most apparent in how dark your cheeks are — so there isn’t a need to put it in words.❞

          The magus covers her face with petite palms in a poor attempt to hide her embarrassment before promptly turning away. Absolutely incorrigible, honestly! Even in the crowded quarters of the train, she still found enough room to move about, though Saya remained flush against his body to sturdy herself. Being packed in like sardines, somehow everyone around them found themselves preoccupied, uncaring of whether or not they bumped into someone as the train jostled them around.

          Each stop caused her to stumble into him, gripping his arms for support before straightening herself as some individuals filed out while others entered the transportation. The scent of packed body heat nauseated her, especially since she often came up to many of the middle-aged men’s chins. The teen sighs, exasperated from both the humidity and the slightest odor as she leans against Archer, using his firm body to keep herself upright. Wordless, Saya finds that his presence is relaxes the anxiety that had begun to bubble in her stomach. If she weren’t standing, she surely would’ve decided to take a nap.

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soulofthewildwest:

@ajisxi may have accidentally summoned this starter! | not accepting

It had only been a mere moment after the blinding flash of light. A light fog surrounded the summoning circle, which had all but lost its glow. One may have mistaken the night’s efforts to be fruitless with little chance of recovery.

❛❛ Howdy. ❜❜

And yet, that rural voice betrayed all of that.

❛❛ So, yer my Master in all o’ this? ❜❜  His accent was undeniably American. A boy of pathetic height stood in the center of what had been made her circle, garbed in attire almost out of this world in how… genuine it was. A fine suit with a thick jacket and scruffy red scarf. Matched by an odd looking revolver and a typical cowboy’s hat. A strand of light hair was shifted from such a youthful face, all while his eyes examined the girl from head to toe–

He outstretched his hand and pocketed the gun he’d been holding, all with that polite, happy-go-lucky smile on his face.  ❛❛ Name’s Billy the Kid, Archer-class Servant. ❜❜  Whatever questions he might have had about his Master, he held them off for the time being.

          The teen sat on the floor, staring at the person she summoned in the darkness of the room she worked her ritual. Her mouth agape, an... Archer-class servant? She wasn’t familiar with his attire at all! Looking around for the tome that Saya had swiped from her father’s library, she quickly read the actual contents of the spell she had just cast (expecting no actual results.)

          Oh. Oh no. She messed up. She really, royally screwed up. Yes, she did indeed want a familiar but this was to a new degree. This is what happened when she didn’t completely read the content of the spells she attempted to cast; she understood completely of her ineptitude of her status of as a magus. Shutting the book and promptly resting her head against it, Saya wondered how she would explain this to her parents.

          It occurred to her that there was still a person standing in front of her after a brief moment of self-deprecation. She stood, allowing a flustered smile to grow on her face as she greeted the boy(?) in front of her. He introduced himself as Billy the Kid; she racked her brain for who he was as she took a hold of his outstretched hand and weakly shook it.

                    「 Aah, I’m sorry... My name’s Koizumi Saya, let’s work well together! 」

          It would be difficult to explain to him that she’s a joke of a magus the second she summoned him. Saya decides to bite her tongue on it as she bows her head politely.

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caleria:

a sigh escapes the redhead’s lips as he hears her suggestion. he should have expected it really. it’s like a child who does not want to go to bed and uses every method in the book to delay the inevitable as long as possible. the worst part? chuuya was actually enabling her to do so and thus she easily got away it. ❛ fine, ❜ he mutters while raising his hands in defeat, ❛ but i’m bringing you home after, ❜ he states while taking his coat from the seat next to him and grabs his hat from the bar. 

once outside he turns his head to face her ❛ i actually know a pretty good spot, ❜ elise and mori once stumbled upon the place and haven’t gone to another place since. even when he would be somewhat forced to tag along with elise she would ask to go there.  upon arriving a man leaves the ice cream stand and chuuya cannot help but to look at the ice cream he is holding. it is at that moment when chuuya knows what he is going to order. ‘ how may i help you?’ the girl says behind the counter. ❛ i’ll take what he has, ❜ chuuya says as he points to the man who is sitting outside with his ice cream. then the redhead turns to saya,  ❛ pick whatever you like, ❜

          Saya grins jovially, elated by his ( begrudging ) acceptance of her proposal. Returning her schoolwork back to her bag and collecting the satchel, she hurries after him, minding her feet. Regardless of her childish impulses and the subsequent enabling from the redhead, she appreciated his words, no matter how exasperated he sounded. It came to occur to her, that as of recently, she was seeing less and less of the man.

          Glancing in the direction that Chuuya points in, her eyes widen slightly. Oh - that’s a really cute ice cream. It even had little heart candies on it! The teen hums thoughtfully, but her attention returned back to him. She just barely caught what he had said. Whatever she liked? Fidgeting for the briefest of moments, Saya glances down at her hands, watching her fingers press together. It was a little embarrassing to make eye-contact with strangers.

                     「 Oh - Um... A vanilla and strawberry twist on a cone, please... 」

          Upon retrieving their cold treats, the brunette immediately hesitates, looking over to the redhead to see if he was already indulging in the sweet. He was and it allowed some of her anxiousness to subside, promptly using her lips to take a bite off the multi-colored delight.

                    「 It’s good! Thank you, Chuuya-san! 」

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//this isn’t me asking for a starter no worries lmao;; but good luck on getting thru the list!!

Thank you very much, bb! LMK if you want to do something. 

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                     { //. egg } Hhhh, I’m awake from my nap. What’s crackin?

WHOM I OWE:

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caleria:

he waited, not certain what to expect anymore. he expected her to be mad at him and rightfully so. he let his own grudge get in between the only functional relationship he had and now he is going to lose that very friendship. the worst part? he kind of expected it really. it was bound to fall apart sooner or later. one whose life is so intertwined with the life of crime does not go well together with someone who stands so far away from it. those worlds will clash sooner or later creating a result neither parties want but appear to be inevitable. 

yet her words shock him as they are the total opposite of what he had anticipated. here he was left thinking that he would hear things like ‘go away’ or ‘i never want to see you again’ but no, none of that. instead, she tells him that she misses him something no one had ever said to him before. his lips part as he swallows his pride and wants to say that he misses her too but the words easily disappear when kaguya gives him that glare. it only resulted in him sending a glare back at her and eventually giving up.

after all, what is the point of trying to have a conversation when another party is cooing over them like they’re a newborn baby that cannot handle things themselves?

chuuya shakes his head at the raven’s statement,  ❛ wasn’t planning on staying, ❜ he eyes saya one more time and mutters something about knowing where to find him before taking his leave. once outside he gazes up at the window seeing saya standing there. their eyes meet for a brief moment before chuuya breaks eye contact and walks away. 

no point in wondering about the what ifs, what has been done has been done. the question how they handle it is entirely up to them. and such task would be presented to them when they encountered each other by accident a few days later.

          Once rosy cheeks and meticulously applied makeup to hide few and far in between blemishes, was all but forgotten; allowing black-purple eye bags to enhance the impression of many sleepless nights. Her skin, full of youth, had seemed to dull, giving a sickly visage. Even so, the ignorant teen perked upon bumping into the figure of her adoration.

          A wary smile grows across her lips, clearly recalling her pathetic display of wailing and silly incoherence. She didn’t care to completely hide her face, but tepid digits quickly thread through her locks in an attempt to cover chocolate eyes. But, much to her chagrin, it wasn’t long enough and further accentuated the tiredness in them.

                     「 Um... Chuuya-san... 」

          She exhales, wringing her hands slowly, trying to force herself to meet his cerulean eyes. Instead, she focuses on everything but them. Perhaps it was the exhaustion beginning to cloud what limited judgement she had. A wavering voice slips through her lips, tepidly picking words as they come to her. Keep it cordial, at the least.

                    「 I... It’s good to see you again. What-- What brings you out today? 」

          Still dressed in her school’s emblematic uniform, it wasn’t outlandish to assume she had left for the day. Finding some spurt of courage after her simple words are expressed, Saya glances up at him through her locks. She hoped he wouldn’t say anything of her disheveled appearance, but knowing Chuuya, he would. He cared, didn’t he?

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REPOST. DON’T REBLOG. post TEN characters you’d like to roleplay as, have roleplayed as and might bring back, then tag ten people to do the same.  ( If you can’t think of ten characters, just write down however many you can. feel free to go over ten, too. )

TAGGED BY:  @eternalbunni​ ( thank!! ) TAGGING:  nah im lazy...

currently playing:

Koizumi Saya ( OC ) Nyotalia Macau ( Axis Powers Hetalia )

have played / might bring back:

Matsuoka Gou ( Free! ) Aisha ( Elsword ) OCs that I did way back when

want to play:

Alice Liddell ( American Mcgee’s Alice ) Wadanohara ( Wadanohara and The Great Blue Sea ) OC(s) Ebony Dark’ness Dementia Raven Way ( My Immortal )

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flowers-for-2b:

A foolish doll looked for a sign in a city consumed by nature.

Towering trees and skyscrapers tapered off at city limits, toppling over each other in ruin, as if fleeing its gaping center. The collapsed structures beyond the imaginary borders within where she usually operated were far shorter than those at the heart of the city. And the expanses between each pair were overwhelmed with green, almost to the point where the skeletons of any remaining buildings might go unnoticed. Her guide was 9S, as he operated from above.

Together the pair was hunting an anomaly. Satellite scanners had picked up unusual inference which seemed to serve as a beacon, gathering machines in dangerous quantities, but they lacked the ability to located the exact source of this cryptic signal. For that, they needed ground troops. Their only orders upon reaching this unknown origin: Identify and destroy it.

Now within range of her supposed destination, 2B began to feel it. There was a charge in the air, as if some electric current were passing through it. Wandering closer still, she recognized the bodies of machines. Most appeared ancient, their forms obscured by moss and other foliage, and completely overgrown. But a few were still twitching. She informed 9S of everything she was seeing and entering a concrete building, cautiously proceeded onwards.

Inside was something very bizarre, and she thought it must have been some error in her visual feed. It was as if the air itself was ripping itself apart, twisting and contorting, and reforming once again. Far too quickly it seemed as though she had made a fatal error as the strange anomaly suddenly pulsed, emitting a powerful electromagnetic wave. Nearly all her systems shut down and she fell. NFCS. FFCS. Visual. Aural. Falling beside one of the machines, she felt her consciousness slip away.

         The park’s atmosphere was serene, a few birds chirping in chattering in the trees, a short gust of wind rustling the leaves in the trees high above. The ambient noise of chatter from a passerby on her cellphone. The brunette closed her eyes and leaned back against the bench she sat on, taking in the sensory to calm whatever anxiety bubbled in her stomach. Her ears twitched when something - rather, someone disturbed the bushes behind her. It sounded like as if electricity cut through the air and disappeared as suddenly as it came.

         Regardless, the sound startled her. Saya stood from her seat and stared at the bushes as they came to settle. Just what was that about? Her terror keeps her locked in place, trembling as she gazes onward. Her stomach twisted in her gut, her throat was slowly beginning to tighten, but she managed a few soft words.

                   「 Hello...? Is someone there? 」

         Even if it was a prank; the teen thought it was an incredibly cruel one. To do something like that in such a pleasant location irked her. Her back stiffened as the person in question stumble out of the bushes, hands going over her mouth to suppress a shriek. The bizarre appearance of a woman in cosplay with a blindfold covering her eyes?!

          Saya remained silent, never dropping her hands from her mouth. Maybe she was blind? Her outfit too... It was a bit much... Maybe she would leave if she stayed quiet. It was only then when the girl was acknowledged that she finally let out a soft yelp.

Mechanical Garden -- Saya

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hokuaii:

Crowds or no, it seemed perfectly fitting to consider her more of a pro than he at engaging in normal conversation ( whereas the servant would’ve rather disintegrated from existence than listen to the constant yapping of pedestrians and people hoping for small talk ). Crossing his arms over his chest, Emiya looked beyond the sea of people forming near the station — only to feel his lips crinkle into a sneer.

❝If it helps, Saya. I can act as a support while the train moves. My height is sufficient enough to use those rails, so all you’d need to do is stand close to me.❞ The task would also help him focus better on not having to associate himself with the annoyances of public transportation, so why not ask?

          Expressionless for the briefest of moments, the suggestion of leaning on him for support (literally) made her cheeks redden and walking backwards to come to an abrupt halt, nearly colliding with his broad chest. Of course the aid was always appreciated; there was no doubt about that. Yet... The flustered teen turns her gaze down, deliberating on her words before bringing those chocolate eyes back up towards him.

          The embarrassment had gone up to her features, coloring them with a flushed shade of pink; accenting ears that peeked out beneath the brunette’s locks. He was teasing her - she just knew it! But it did serve a practical reason... She couldn’t bring herself to meet his eyes.

                「 ...That helps a lot. Thank you. 」

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I came into the Fate fandom with the biggest lump of anxiety I’ve ever had in my roleplaying experience — and what I got out of it was the exact opposite of what I’d ever expected when I decided to take up Archer as a muse. I would go all into details and stuff, but ya’ll know me—I ain’t the kind of person who can get cheesy without piling on a load of tears—

So I really want to thank all of you for A) helping me feel comfortable in this fandom, B) putting up with my GODAWFUL SHITPOSTS / 5000 word essays on why I love Archer so much, and C) Not being an asshole!! Yippee!! Archer’s been one of my favorite muses to date, and it wouldn’t be the same without all of you! So without further delay, we’ll get to the meat and potatoes of this here post:

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° • ? ( QUESTION SENTENCE STARTERS.

❛ What are you doing? ❜ ❛ Where are you going? ❜ ❛ Where are you taking me? ❜ ❛ How is that working out for you? ❜ ❛ Is everything okay? ❜ ❛ Why are you acting like this? ❜ ❛ You think I would lie to you? ❜ ❛ Are you telling the truth? ❜ ❛ Are you sure you want to do this? ❜ ❛ This is your bright idea of a plan? ❜ ❛ What else do you want me to do? ❜ ❛ What else can I do? ❜ ❛ What do you think I should do? ❜ ❛ What makes you think that? ❜ ❛ Who told you that? ❜ ❛ Who are you? ❜ ❛ Why are you here? ❜ ❛ Who invited you? ❜ ❛ How come you ever asked me? ❜ ❛ Did you really mean all those things you said? ❜ ❛ Why did you have to go? Why did you have to leave? ❜ ❛ Why is it so hard for you to see that? ❜ ❛ Why don’t you understand? ❜ ❛ What don’t you understand? ❜ ❛ Are you joking? ❜ ❛ Did I miss anything? ❜ ❛ You don’t remember? ❜ ❛ Did you really say all that stuff about me? ❜ ❛ Did you think I would forget? ❜ ❛ How can you sit there and say that? ❜ ❛ How do you even sleep at night? ❜ ❛ Are you coming or not? ❜ ❛ Am I the only one freaked out right now? ❜ ❛ Are you laughing or crying? ❜ ❛ Who did this to you? ❜ ❛ Did someone hurt you? ❜ ❛ Is it just me or are you, like, ignoring me? ❜ ❛ You want me to apologize for something you did? ❜ ❛ Are you going to kiss me or not? ❜ ❛ Aren’t you the one who said it though? ❜ ❛ So, you don’t like me like that? ❜ ❛ Where do we go from here? ❜ ❛ Are you being serious right now? ❜ ❛ How was I supposed to know that? ❜ ❛ Oh, is that a challenge? ❜ ❛ Are you flirting with me? ❜ ❛ Are you going to let me go now? ❜ ❛ Are we done now? ❜ ❛ Why didn’t just ask me? ❜ ❛ You’re going to believe them over me? ❜ ❛ How can possibly think that? ❜ ❛ Did you even miss me? ❜ ❛ Did anyone even notice that I was gone? ❜ ❛ Why do you go around and kiss everyone? ❜ ❛ Did you kill them? ❜ ❛ Who’s blood is that? Is that your blood? ❜ ❛ Do you think this is a game? ❜ ❛ Are you having doubts? ❜ ❛ Why haven’t you been at school/work? ❜ ❛ Is there something going on that you need to tell me? ❜ ❛ You said you wanted to talk? ❜ ❛ What am I supposed to do? ❜ ❛ What did you expect to happen? ❜ ❛ How long you think you can keep this act up? ❜ ❛ You don’t like me? Do you? Like in a more than a friend way? ❜ ❛ Is that what everyone is saying now? ❜ ❛ Who do I remind you of? ❜ ❛ Are you hungry? Want to go get something to et? ❜ ❛ Are you drunk? ❜ ❛ Are you lost? ❜ ❛ What’s so great about any of that anyway? ❜ ❛ Are you even listening to yourself? ❜ ❛ What are you going to do about it, huh? ❜ ❛ What are you staring at? ❜ ❛ What are you doing out here? ❜ ❛ Why did you call the police? ❜ ❛ Wait, do you hear that? ❜ ❛ Why don’t you tell me anything? ❜ ❛ Hey, did you get me anything? ❜ ❛ Why didn’t you come over last night? ❜ ❛ What did you find out? ❜ ❛ Can I stay here for the night? ❜ ❛ Are you throwing rocks at my window? ❜ ❛ Are you crying? ❜ ❛ What are you laughing at me? ❜ ❛ Are you laughing at me? ❜ ❛ Do you not understand the word no? ❜ ❛ Is that it? Is that all? ❜ ❛ Are you in some kind of trouble? ❜ ❛ Yeah, but, you have me. So why bother? ❜ ❛ What’s love got to do with it? ❜ ❛ This is where we kiss, right? ❜ ❛ Do you ever not just only think about yourself? ❜ ❛ Are going to leave me again? ❜ ❛ What’s wrong with that? ❜ ❛ Do you have anything you need to say to me? ❜ ❛ I think I’m going to puke. Is there a trash can in here? ❜ ❛ You really don’t know why I’m mad at you? ❜ ❛ Why do you treat me like I’m not important to you? ❜ ❛ Why are you telling me this? ❛ Are you ready? ❜ ❛ What’s with all the questions? ❜ ❛ I thought this is what you wanted? ❜ ❛ Where do you think you’re going with this? ❜ ❛ You’re just going to leave? ❜ ❛ Do you trust me? ❜ ❛ You love me? Or you think you love me? ❜ ❛ When will it ever stop? ❜ ❛ Do you think it’ll ever go away? ❜ ❛ What are you doing this weekend? ❜ ❛ You called for back up? ❜ ❛ What did I just witness? ❜ ❛ How do you cope when the one you love is with somebody else? ❜ ❛ Have you ever thought it? ❜ ❛ Are you wearing a wire? ❜ ❛ Is there something wrong? ❜ ❛ Is it something I said or something I did? ❜ ❛ What’s wrong? I thought that it was okay? ❜ ❛ Are you going to hold that against me forever? ❜ ❛ So, tell me, what else is new? ❜ ❛ You never actually cared, did you? ❜ ❛ You went to a party without me? ❜ ❛ Why wasn’t I invited? ❜ ❛ Do you think that’s a little fucked up? ❜ ❛ Oh, so you do speak? ❜ ❛ Do you think it’s really worth it in the end? ❜ ❛ How many more times do I have to tell you? ❜ ❛ You didn’t think that it would bother me? ❜