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SEND ONE OF THE FOLLOWING FOR MY MUSE’S REACTION

"I don’t think I ever loved you."

"You never loved me."

"You’re not being fair."

"This is the right thing to do, and you know it."

"There’s nothing you can do about it now."

"I just wanted to be your first pick…"

"Did I ever matter?"

"You weren’t meant to get involved."

"Get a grip of yourself."

"I can’t stand to look at you."

"Get out of my sight."

"How dare you talk to me like that!?"

"You make me sick."

"You need to put yourself first."

"I won’t let you give up."

"Why won’t you believe me?"

"Please, just trust me, just this once."

"Woah, when did you get that?"

"Who did this to you?"

"How many time have I told you to be more careful?"

"You’re saying this was an accident?"

"What a shiner!"

"If you look like this, I’d hate to see the other guy."

"I’m not buying it, you don’t walk into a door and get a bruise like that!"

"Does it hurt when I touch it?"

"Let me kiss it better."

"If you don’t rest, you won’t heal."

"Another fight?"

"What happened to your face?"

"I don’t think your arm is meant to bend like that…"

"Let’s get you to bed."

"Let’s get you to the hospital."

"Why are you so calm about this?"

"You’re bleeding!"

"What are friends for, ey?"

"So, instead of helping you, they ran off the moment they saw what was happening?"

"You need to look where you’re going."

"I’m not accusing anyone, I’m just saying it looks suspicious."

"Do you want to tell me what really happened?"

"Don’t move! You’ll faint!"

"I’ve got some bandages, wait a sec."

"You’re the clumsiest person I know."

"I won’t let you be on your own, not when you’re like this."

"How could you be so careless?"

"I can’t even look at you, you promised not to get into any more fights!"

"H-how many of them were there?"

"I cheated on you."

"I saw you! I saw you with her/him!"

"How could you do this to me?"

"I thought we were okay…"

"We could have had it all…"

"You ruined me."

"You fucked my sister/brother? Well it’s only fair I guess… I mean I did fuck your mum/dad while we were together, so we’re even now."

"I don’t love you any more."

"You never loved me."

"I gave you the best years of my life."

"I only loved you to get into the will…"

"I don’t know what to do any more."

"I can’t keep letting you hurt me."

"I can’t keep hurting you."

"It’s not your baby…"

"Well guess what? I faked every orgasm!"

"I know it’s not my baby."

"I trusted me."

"I still love you."

"I… I’m just disappointed in you."

"I was always second place- I never really mattered did I?"

"Did I even mean anything to you?"

"I just want to know that what we had was real, even if it was so short."

"You can’t just leave me like this…"

"I’m leaving for good."

"I’m never coming back."

"I don’t want to see you ever again."

"I’m really glad I met you."

"I’m so proud of you!"

"I just want to make you proud."

"Never a dull day with you!"

"I just want to make you happy, always."

"You make me so happy."

"I don’t know what I’d do without you."

"Thank you so much for being there for me."

"Thank you for caring so much."

"Thank you for giving up so much of your time."

"Thank you."

"You’ve given me a new lease of life."

"I count my blessings every day I’m with you."

"You’re so special to me, you know that right?"

"Do you know how much you mean to me?"

"I can’t imagine life without you."

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How is this six seconds

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Send in sexy pictures of your Muse to my submit box, and see how my muse reacts..

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Send ‘rough touch’

and the generated outcome will be used for a small drabble scenario or starter { tw violence, possible noncon/dubcon implications, nsfw }

Your muse throws a punch at mine.

My muse throws a punch at yours.

Your muse suddenly grips my muse’s hair.

My muse suddenly grips your muse’s hair.

Your muse roughly grabs my muse’s arm.

My muse roughly grabs your muse’s arm.

Your muse grips my muse’s hips.

My muse grips your muse’s hips.

Your muse wraps their hands tightly around my muse’s neck.

My muse wraps their hands tightly around your muse’s neck.

Your muse slams mine against a wall hard.

My muse slams yours against a wall hard.

Your muse pushes my muse to their knees.

My muses pushes your to their knees.

Your muse bites mine.

My muse bites yours.

Your muse clutches their hand tightly around my muse’s mouth to silence them.

My muse clutches their hand tightly around your muse’s mouth to silence them.

Your muse grabs my muse’s wrists.

My muse grabs their muse’s wrists.

Your muse attempts to shove away mine.

My muse attempts to push off yours.

Your muse roughly kisses mine.

My muse roughly kisses yours.

Your muse pins mine onto the ground.

My muse pins yours to the ground.

Your muse delivers beatings to mine.

My muse delivers beatings to yours.

Your muse breaks my muse’s arm.

My muse breaks your muse’s arm.

Mun chooses.

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Stanford threw his famous I-told-you-so look over in Stanley's direction, but he let a soft laugh slip out in response to his twin's stupidly funny actions.

“ See! That's what you get for being arrogant, and dumb. ”

Ford states in a rather accusing tone of voice, letting the other know how ridiculous he was being- and acting. The older twin's feet graze across the sandy ground resting below the two of them, causing that beloved swing set to creak and whine- as if it were injured, and needed tender care. The older male perks up slightly as the idea of being pushed was brought up, then it quickly disappeared, he would love a good push! But then again.. Something like that was considered childish among most people. And this is a public area too! What if bullies or others are lurking by? Stanford would never hear the end of it if said bullies saw this sight unfold before their beady eyes.

“ I'll be fine, Lee. At least I wasn't the one shoveling strange, pointy, objects into my mouth. ”

Stanford muses in a teasing voice, hoping to strike a masculine chord or two within the other male.

→ Adorable Starters ← “ I feel like going to the beach. ” || Hope you don't mind! ||

(( Under-new-management: Mind? No of course not. I am so so so pleased you messaged me. Thank you so much! :D.

Teenage Stanley and Stanford role play with @poindsixer and nodicecowboy.))

-A young Stanley was slumped on the sofa watching pathetic television, his orbs fixated on the screen and the dumb messages it was giving off. This was a common pass time for the youth as he wasn’t clever like his twin brother, nor was he very creative. Sure when it came to pulling pranks and scamming other kids in the school yard, he could be very devious. But when he was bored at home the only choice he thought he had was either to do something stupid or to watch television.

As time went by his surprisingly thin legs began to grow numb,it was as if they had fallen asleep. This was what prompted him to move about and squirm in his position. At first he tried to sit upside down on the sofa, but of course after a while his face was as red as a child with a fever.

Next he tried to sit with one foot placed firmly on the ground and his opposite leg going over his knee. He then decided that this was too feminine. Quickly, he undid the position and glanced around him.- “Huh, wonder why girls do that? Maybe because they just have to be different…Why am I talking to myself?”-He muttered with a shrug.

His skull cracked towards the living room door. ‘Wonder what poindexter’s up to?’ He thought to himself with a sigh. Sometimes it was just no fun being without his best friend and brother. If the two were together at least they could go treasure hunting together, or add to the ‘Stan o’war’.

At that he sighed.

Stanford was probably working on some dumb science project and if that was the case, he didn’t want to head in and watch because he wouldn’t be able to understand. Usually, Ford confused him with his extended vocabulary, but often if asked he would dumb it down for his brother.

Suddenly,the living room door was gently pushed open to reveal a shattered zombie. Ford did look knackered. No doubt he probably had his head in a book for the last two hours…-

“You alright, Sixer? Looks like you’ve been boxing with a kangaroo.”-He remarked in a not so clever way.

It was then that the smarter twin spoke up; almost making the hunkier Pines fall from his position.- “What? The beach? Now? Even though we have an exam tomorrow? ”-It took him a while for the confirmation to properly sink in, being as simple as he was sometimes.

The bulky teen jumped up from the sofa and sprinted over to his twin.- “Well come on Poindexter, hurry up.”-The jock chuckled, punching his brother on the shoulder on his way past him.- “First one to the rotten egg is a beach!”-He yelled, not even bothering to correct himself.-

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My muse has just woken up from a particularly vivid and terrifying nightmare. Send “Ssh, you’re okay” to calm and comfort them.

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Send ◕‿◕ to play with my muse’s hair

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Stanford gave an obviously annoyed eye roll as he continues to trail behind Stanley,

“ It’s not ‘nerd stuff,’ Stanley. ”

The six-fingered teenager searches for some place to sit- he settles on the pair of wooden swings that the two would usually mess around on, Stanford completely forgot how stiff and small the board used for said swing set was. But he didn’t complain.

“ I’d rather not, because something bad is going to happen. ”

He replies in a somewhat harsh tone while watching the buff other scamper about the sandy plot of land, in search of shells to stuff into his mouth. Stanford would of made a remark on how Lee’s stupidity was the main factor in all of this- but he swallows it back, after letting out a faint laugh in response to the other’s actions.

“ So don’t come crying to me if you get injured from shoving weird objects into that mouth of yours. ”

→ Adorable Starters ← “ I feel like going to the beach. ” || Hope you don't mind! ||

(( Under-new-management: Mind? No of course not. I am so so so pleased you messaged me. Thank you so much! :D.

Teenage Stanley and Stanford role play with @poindsixer and nodicecowboy.))

-A young Stanley was slumped on the sofa watching pathetic television, his orbs fixated on the screen and the dumb messages it was giving off. This was a common pass time for the youth as he wasn’t clever like his twin brother, nor was he very creative. Sure when it came to pulling pranks and scamming other kids in the school yard, he could be very devious. But when he was bored at home the only choice he thought he had was either to do something stupid or to watch television.

As time went by his surprisingly thin legs began to grow numb,it was as if they had fallen asleep. This was what prompted him to move about and squirm in his position. At first he tried to sit upside down on the sofa, but of course after a while his face was as red as a child with a fever.

Next he tried to sit with one foot placed firmly on the ground and his opposite leg going over his knee. He then decided that this was too feminine. Quickly, he undid the position and glanced around him.- “Huh, wonder why girls do that? Maybe because they just have to be different…Why am I talking to myself?”-He muttered with a shrug.

His skull cracked towards the living room door. ‘Wonder what poindexter’s up to?’ He thought to himself with a sigh. Sometimes it was just no fun being without his best friend and brother. If the two were together at least they could go treasure hunting together, or add to the ‘Stan o’war’.

At that he sighed.

Stanford was probably working on some dumb science project and if that was the case, he didn’t want to head in and watch because he wouldn’t be able to understand. Usually, Ford confused him with his extended vocabulary, but often if asked he would dumb it down for his brother.

Suddenly,the living room door was gently pushed open to reveal a shattered zombie. Ford did look knackered. No doubt he probably had his head in a book for the last two hours…-

“You alright, Sixer? Looks like you’ve been boxing with a kangaroo.”-He remarked in a not so clever way.

It was then that the smarter twin spoke up; almost making the hunkier Pines fall from his position.- “What? The beach? Now? Even though we have an exam tomorrow? ”-It took him a while for the confirmation to properly sink in, being as simple as he was sometimes.

The bulky teen jumped up from the sofa and sprinted over to his twin.- “Well come on Poindexter, hurry up.”-The jock chuckled, punching his brother on the shoulder on his way past him.- “First one to the rotten egg is a beach!”-He yelled, not even bothering to correct himself.-

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My muse has just woken up from a particularly vivid and terrifying nightmare. Send “Ssh, you’re okay” to calm and comfort them.

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Stanford trails along behind Stanley like ducklings would with their mother, he would stumble about every now and then, in effort to catch up with the other. But he just kinda gave up- his steps slowing down until that ruby red car came into sight.

“ Stanley.. ”

Ford spoke out- his voice dripping with slight concern and irritation, an apology was thrown out to the driver though after the little 'incident' between them and his stubbornly head strong brother. Soft profanities slowly leak from the boy's mouth as his chase picked up from where it left off, leaving the driver far behind. A smile quickly rose up and spread across Stanford's face as he managed to beat the other by a few inches, a wave of confidence washes over him as he went a bit faster- this was his way of boasting. And showing off slightly.

“ I'm not a goodie goo-- ! ”

He snaps at Lee- but that push he received from the other cut him off, causing that little surge of confidence to practically vanish into thin air. A bright blush soon came in its place, sending off some kind of alert to Stanley about the older twin's embarrassment.

“ Ahh- I just wanted to take a break from being cooped up inside for the past several days, since spring is finally here. S-So.. I thought coming outside would be a good idea! ”

→ Adorable Starters ← “ I feel like going to the beach. ” || Hope you don't mind! ||

(( Under-new-management: Mind? No of course not. I am so so so pleased you messaged me. Thank you so much! :D.

Teenage Stanley and Stanford role play with @poindsixer and nodicecowboy.))

-A young Stanley was slumped on the sofa watching pathetic television, his orbs fixated on the screen and the dumb messages it was giving off. This was a common pass time for the youth as he wasn’t clever like his twin brother, nor was he very creative. Sure when it came to pulling pranks and scamming other kids in the school yard, he could be very devious. But when he was bored at home the only choice he thought he had was either to do something stupid or to watch television.

As time went by his surprisingly thin legs began to grow numb,it was as if they had fallen asleep. This was what prompted him to move about and squirm in his position. At first he tried to sit upside down on the sofa, but of course after a while his face was as red as a child with a fever.

Next he tried to sit with one foot placed firmly on the ground and his opposite leg going over his knee. He then decided that this was too feminine. Quickly, he undid the position and glanced around him.- “Huh, wonder why girls do that? Maybe because they just have to be different…Why am I talking to myself?”-He muttered with a shrug.

His skull cracked towards the living room door. ‘Wonder what poindexter’s up to?’ He thought to himself with a sigh. Sometimes it was just no fun being without his best friend and brother. If the two were together at least they could go treasure hunting together, or add to the ‘Stan o’war’.

At that he sighed.

Stanford was probably working on some dumb science project and if that was the case, he didn’t want to head in and watch because he wouldn’t be able to understand. Usually, Ford confused him with his extended vocabulary, but often if asked he would dumb it down for his brother.

Suddenly,the living room door was gently pushed open to reveal a shattered zombie. Ford did look knackered. No doubt he probably had his head in a book for the last two hours…-

“You alright, Sixer? Looks like you’ve been boxing with a kangaroo.”-He remarked in a not so clever way.

It was then that the smarter twin spoke up; almost making the hunkier Pines fall from his position.- “What? The beach? Now? Even though we have an exam tomorrow? ”-It took him a while for the confirmation to properly sink in, being as simple as he was sometimes.

The bulky teen jumped up from the sofa and sprinted over to his twin.- “Well come on Poindexter, hurry up.”-The jock chuckled, punching his brother on the shoulder on his way past him.- “First one to the rotten egg is a beach!”-He yelled, not even bothering to correct himself.-

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“Ford, that was amazing!”

“W-what? No, it…not really.”

“Oh, come on! You haven’t touched a piano in ten years and then you go and play that? You must be some kinda prodigy or somethin’.”

“P–prodigy?!”

“Yeah! You’re really, really good!”

“Th…thank you…!”

Earlier I mentioned how good Ford was at the piano in my Dancing With Fate AU, and I got a strong urge to draw it out XD (This was just a quickie though haha)

I always imagine Ford would play something devastatingly beautiful like this and Stan would be totally starstruck and blown away. (Gosh the entire MP soundtrack is amazing, not to mention that song man it’s just so damn pretty to listen to. Go listen to the other awesome version of it here!)

Bonus!

(Stan’s a pretty good singer.)

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