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Venussie speaks

Excluding my own reblogs,

would anyone be interested in a new askblog I make?

And if I did make a new askblog, what OCs should I bring?

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@ask-salems-pestilence

@ask-salems-lurkers

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@ask-salems-assistance

@ask-salems-powerhouse

@ask-salems-beauty

@ask-the-vulture

@ask-the-control-freaks

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here are all my blogs I believe.

Just reply to this post with your opinions lmao

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Birthday list!

Orville: April, 9th Marshall: August, 4th Phospho: November, 21st Krypt: July, 1st Vincent: June, 18th Spencer: January, 30th Ratt: June, 14th Clydesdale: December, 1st Pestilence: January, 28th Nile: April, 20th Lars: September, 20th Hedgewig: August, 16th Cecil: Febuary, 29th bonus; Omar/Ana: May, 4th Dorado: September, 3rd Julío: October, 13th Preston: Febuary, 14th Prince: December, 19th

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I’m gonna probably be grounded for 2 months because I’m a fucking idiot okay guys?? reblogging onto my other blogs lmfaoo,

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Teleport to my house and marry me

"I-I'm taken!" He stampered, brushing his own hair and gelling it so it would spike up a bit. "Besides, you're just an anon, who even are you?" Cecil asked, chuckling a tiny bit as he settled down. He finished brushing his hair and pointed finger guns at the anon. "And I'm a loyal and honest guy! If I'm committed I'm committed! And I mean it."

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In your opinion, what is my muse best known for?

Their stutter? Weird personality?

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yo you know the drill reblog to talk to a crusader

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yo you know the drill reblog to talk to a crusader

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Cecil you're the best husband one could ask for like 🅱️lease

He smiled warmly and chuckled. "Husband? Well, I try, but don't try to S-support me, man, I'm already in a relationship." Cecil says happily as he leaned back in his chair, laughing a bit. "S-support.. I'm such Fire Emblem trash."

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1 ;0

“What’s your dirty fantasy?”“Heh, well..” Cecil thought for a moment before biting his own lip. “I’ve got some.. odd kinks, to say the least, my dirtiest fantasy would be getting a footjob from a specific someone..” He then cleared his throat. “Buuut.. I’m a caring man who cares for other’s feelings so I won’t selfishly go over and say it unless you know, it like, comes up- an opportunity, after we settle down and stuff, of course.. I respect other’s boundaries over my own, anyways.”

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(GOD FUCKING BLESS!)

ღ Your target is Bececillio Noxoon! ღ

( now, it is canOoooon! @ask-salems-teleporter !!

Charolette is madly inlove with Cecil and I hope he knows that hMPH))

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“Will.. will you be mine?” He asked, looking at her with warm eyes and a loving smile. His face was flushed as he looked down at her, Cecil just felt her warmth and held her as close as possible. He tensed a bit as he waited, praying, hoping she would say yes. Be his. Please.

He breathed, just cuddling close to her. He hummed happily, feeling so filled with joy right now- he kept his arms locked against her and just focused on the moment, just thinking of her.  It was all he could do right now, and he hadn’t felt this relaxed and this much joy in such a long time.

“No, thank you.” Cecil found himself whispering into her ear with a grin. “Really you’re.. just perfect, and.. I don’t really deserve to be with you- oh man, you’re just so precious..” He began to ramble. “I haven’t felt this relaxed- this happy- this.. in love in my whole life. Thank you, Charolette, really, you.. mean so much to me.” He confessed, his words slurring a tiny bit. “My cheeks hurt from smiling.” He added as he exhaled.

There was nothing that could ruin this moment for him.

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Awkward Asks!

What’s your dirty fantasy?

Have you ever wet the bed passed age nine?

Have you ever begged for something? If so, what was it?

What was your biggest freakout over?

What’s the craziest thing you’ve done?

Have you ever raged at a video game? If so, why?

Worst thing you’ve spent your money on?

Worst lie you’ve told?

Childhood crush?

Be honest, have you ever wanted/do you have a body pillow? If so, of who?

What’s one thing you’re ashamed of, but, love at the same time?

What’s one ridiculous situation you’ve found yourself in?

Worst gift you’ve delivered?

Cringy moment you can remember?

What does your underwear look like?

What’s the last thing you’ve cried over and why?

Ever hit a friend?

Worst lover experience?

Worst friend experience?

Did your parents ever catch you doing something bad? If so, what was it?

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He breathed, just cuddling close to her. He hummed happily, feeling so filled with joy right now- he kept his arms locked against her and just focused on the moment, just thinking of her.  It was all he could do right now, and he hadn't felt this relaxed and this much joy in such a long time.

"No, thank you." Cecil found himself whispering into her ear with a grin. "Really you're.. just perfect, and.. I don't really deserve to be with you- oh man, you're just so precious.." He began to ramble. "I haven't felt this relaxed- this happy- this.. in love in my whole life. Thank you, Charolette, really, you.. mean so much to me." He confessed, his words slurring a tiny bit. "My cheeks hurt from smiling." He added as he exhaled.

There was nothing that could ruin this moment for him.

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"S-sure!" He smiled, hugging her back with a wide smile. He shut his eyes, enjoying the closeness. Should he.. pick her up? He was tempted to, but he didn't want to overstep his boundaries- he didn't want to make her uncomfortable in anyway. His cheeks hurt from his smiling and he just found himself leaning down a tiny bit to rest his head on her's carefully.

"Ah- can you hear my heart racing?" Cecil asked with a chuckle. His heart beats rhythmically- he felt as if she held his in the palm of her hand. God, he loved this moment. He opened his eyes a bit, wishing this moment would never end. He would take a mental picture- a recording- he'd treasure this memory forever. He meant it.

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Cecil's eyes widen as he heard this, he smiled very widely. "You- you do?" He asked, honestly a bit shocked. "Charolette- I'm not really the smoothest guy or anything, I'm really just a transporter who moves around a lot, but I feel like in Salem I've got a reason to stick around and.." His heart kept racing. He felt like he might accidentally teleport away. "..you're the reason." He admits, his checks flushed in shades of red and pink.

He couldn't help it. Bececillio had never felt love like this, he never had feelings this strong for anyone- enough to make him want to stay- enough to make him want to be with them. He hoped that this was the right time, that she'd feel the same and it wasn't just magnets pulling.

Please, return the feelings. He pleaded in his head.

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Cecil smiled widely, rubbing the back of his own neck awkwardly for a moment before he walked in. He could've shown off, teleported in or something but.. he was flustered by his previous failure. The teleporter then pulled the flowers, showing them to her as he turned to face her. "I got these for you," He began, hoping not to fuck up the pick up line again. "You know, because you're beautiful- like the flowers- well, no- you're way prettier than the flowers.. uhm." He stampered.

Shit.

He felt heat rise to his cheeks in embarrassment, his heart rushed a bit. "And your favorite color is blue so most of the flowers are, too." He wanted to apologize for completely blowing it over, but, in all honesty, he tried his best and that was all that mattered.

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He had went over the line over and over again in his head.

Cecil knocked at the door, hoping and praying Charolette would open the door. He held the flowers behind his back, his smile was a bit nervous, but obviously pure. He adjusted his glasses with his free hand- then ran his hand through his hair with a nervous chuckle. Then, he heard the door open.

"Hey, Cecil it's Ch--"

He fucked up.

"I mean-- shit." Cecil murmured. "Charo, hey-" He tried to correct himself. He had a pick-up line and everything, but he goofed too badly. Fucking dumbass.

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