ask-2pbermuda-blog

[ask-2pbermuda-blog]

Send a symbol for my muse to tell yours whether or not they would ...

♣ Tell a serious lie to someone they cared about ❤ Break someone’s heart ☁ Put a curse on someone who crossed them ♛ Hurt someone out of jealousy ❥ Be unfaithful to a lover ✖ Commit a crime because they were challenged to ▼ Try to scare or startle a friend/loved one ☹ Ruin someone’s day out of spite ™ Steal something precious from someone else ☠ Commit a murder in cold blood ♘ Kill in self defense ❦ Spread around someone else’s secret ✂ Threaten or terrify someone weaker than them ✦ Vandalize someone’s property ☎ Betray a friend for their own personal gain 웃 Abandon someone who relies on them ✿ Refuse someone’s kindness or affection ☢ Kill someone close to them for the greater good ☛ Blame their wrongdoings on someone else ☽ Become obsessed with someone they admire ☻Torment someone as a spirit after death  ❣ Do something they promised a loved one they would never do ▢ Lose their humanity and embrace a wicked side

[ask-2pbermuda-blog]

Reblog if you are Hetalia blog

Please

[ask-2pbermuda-blog]

Mess with my muse!

Send one to-

✍️ - Draw something on my muse

👻 - Jump out and scare my muse

🤑 - Money gag my muse

💦 - Sprinkle water on my muse

🌊 - Dump water on my muse

🍞 - Throw bread at my muse

💋 - Repeatedly kiss my muse

🤛 - Play punch my muse

💪 - Lift my muse up

🤠 - Put a silly hat on my muse

👅 - Lick my muse

🤧 - Sneeze on my muse

👈 - Poke my muse repeatedly

👀 - Uncomfortably stare at my muse

🌱 - Throw grass at my muse

🍂 - Push my muse in a pile of leaves

[ask-2pbermuda-blog]

This generation is not the same as the last.

[ask-2pbermuda-blog]

If you fall into generation z (born in between 1996-2010) reblog so I can follow. I follow a lot of millennials and wanna find some people in my age group who will most likely share my views as well.

[ask-2pbermuda-blog]

send a 💓 to feel my muse's heartbeat

[ask-2pbermuda-blog]

Any asks for Cass….?

[ask-2pbermuda-blog]

The irony of a Nordic following an island in the Atlantic ocean @supersaltyicebaebae

[ask-2pbermuda-blog]

She grinned in response, "If I lost I wouldn't be here." she winced slightly as he started to treat her various wounds.

Open rp

A young teen stumbled up to a doorway, her brown hair falling over her face. She clutched her side and fell on the doorbell, slowly losing consciousness.

[ask-2pbermuda-blog]

Her eyes narrowed slightly as she noticed he wasn't who she thought he was. "Oh....wrong address...just my luck." she muttered. "Got into a fight, turns out i bit off more than I can chew, heh..."

Open rp

A young teen stumbled up to a doorway, her brown hair falling over her face. She clutched her side and fell on the doorbell, slowly losing consciousness.

[ask-2pbermuda-blog]

Cassandra struggled to stay awake as she was brought in, her injuries beginning to take their toll. Her jacket was torn up and heavily stained with what was possibly blood. "Hell of a way to go, amiright....?" she muttered out, trying to ignore the sharp pain throughout her body.

Open rp

A young teen stumbled up to a doorway, her brown hair falling over her face. She clutched her side and fell on the doorbell, slowly losing consciousness.

[ask-2pbermuda-blog]

2: What do you think is the worst possible way to die?

“The worst possible way to die….I gotta admit that was an….interesting choice. Personally, I think the worst way to go would be at the hands of someone you once trusted as a friend. But I’m guessing you meant cause of death, and I would think that death by poison would be a pretty awful way to go.”

[ask-2pbermuda-blog]

2: What do you think is the worst possible way to die?

"The worst possible way to die....I gotta admit that was an....interesting choice. Personally, I think the worst way to go would be at the hands of someone you once trusted as a friend. But I'm guessing you meant cause of death, and I would think that death by poison would be a pretty awful way to go."

[ask-2pbermuda-blog]

Any asks for Cass....?

[ask-2pbermuda-blog]

Open rp

A young teen stumbled up to a doorway, her brown hair falling over her face. She clutched her side and fell on the doorbell, slowly losing consciousness.

[ask-2pbermuda-blog]

"Im actually still in high school." she admitted. "I help out in my dad's bakery in my spare time." she added.

Cassandra sat by herself on a bench, not noticing how late it had gotten. She stared into the distance, listenino to music and barely acknowledging the sound of footsteps behind her.

Tino was walking home that night, when he saw Cassandra sitting alone. He walked up behind her and tapped her shoulder. 

“Hello miss! What are you doing up late at night?” 

[ask-2pbermuda-blog]

She let out a small laugh. "I didnt think so. You don't seem the type." she replied in an almost carefree tone.

Cassandra sat by herself on a bench, not noticing how late it had gotten. She stared into the distance, listenino to music and barely acknowledging the sound of footsteps behind her.

Tino was walking home that night, when he saw Cassandra sitting alone. He walked up behind her and tapped her shoulder. 

“Hello miss! What are you doing up late at night?”