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nonsexual acts of intimacy --- select from the following for my muse to respond to:
♔ : Finding your muse wearing their clothes ♕ : Holding hands ♖ : Having their hair washed by your muse ♗ : Your muse falling asleep with their head in my muse’s lap. ♘ : Cuddling in a blanket fort ♙ : Sharing a bed ♚ : Head scratches ♛ : Sharing a dessert ♜ : Shoulder rubs ♝ : Reading a book together ♞ : Caring for each other while ill (specify which party is which) ♟ : Patching up a wound ♤ : Taking a bath together ♧ : Your muse playing with their hair ♡ : Accidentally falling asleep together ♢ : Forehead or cheek kisses ♠ : Your muse adjusting their jewelry/neck tie/ etc. ♣ : Back scratches ♥ : Your muse crying about something ♦ : Slow dancing
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sleepran:
I came out to attack people and I’m honestly having such a good time right now
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     Your 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 …                     You aren’t even                     H  U  M  A  N                                       anymore… 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 ?
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me, making this blog: we’re not gonna do smut
grell, just constantly: i need 2 sleep w/ so many men
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Making someone horny when theyre in a really inappropriate place to be horny is my favourite hobby
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I am someone who did not die when I should have died.
Anne Carson, from Grief Lessons: Four Plays by Euripides (via violentwavesofemotion)
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Grell vc: don't tell me what to do (unless we're in bed)
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Guilty or Innocent
Rules: you can only say “guilty” or “innocent”. You are not allowed to explain anything unless someone messages or asks you. Repost, don’t Reblog!
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Tagged By: i done stole it Tagging: steal it!
Asked someone to marry you? — innocent Kissed one of your friends? — guilty Danced on a table in a bar / tavern? — innocent Ever told a lie? — guilty Had feelings for someone you can’t have? — guilty Ever kissed someone of the same sex? — innocent Kissed a picture? — innocent Slept until 5pm? — innocent Fallen asleep at work / school? — innocent Worked at a fast food chain / restaurant? — innocent Stolen something? — innocent Been fired from a job? —  innocent Done something you regret? — innocent Laughed until something you were drinking Came out of your nose? — innocent Caught a snowflake on your tongue? — innocent Kissed in the rain? — guilty Sat on a roof top? — guilty Kissed someone you shouldn’t have? — guilty Sang in the shower? — innocent Been pushed into a body of water with all your clothes on? — innocent Shaved your head? — innocent Slept naked? — innocent Made a boyfriend / girlfriend cry? — innocent Shot a gun? — innocent Still loved someone you shouldn’t? — guilty Have / had a tattoo? — innocent Liked someone, but will never tell who? — innocent Been too honest? — innocent Ruined a surprise? — innocent Been told that you’re beautiful by someone who totally meant what they said? — innocent Stalked someone? — innocent Thoughts about murder? — guilty How about mass murder? — guilty Cheated on someone? — innocent Gotten so angry that you cried? — guilty Tried to stay away from someone for their own good? — innocent Had a girlfriend / boyfriend? — guilty Gotten totally drunk during a holiday? — innocent
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Gentlemen Prefer Blondes (1953) dir. Howard Hawks
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i said, NOTHING fucks with my baby *chainsaw revving sound*
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got through the day now it’s 9pm and all of a sudden gr/ell is like “i CANNOT believe that 2day was SINDAY and not one (1) HOT MAN wanted 2 sleep w/ me”
like gurl, calm down
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Hey! Let’s keep this nice and short: please like/reblog this if you would interact with a selective & canon divergent Grell Sutcliff from Kuroshitsuji based on the manga!
        (Written by Tez, who has written this lovely red lady before and took, like, a ten year                 break while crying incessantly about her)
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🌸 🌸 !
non-verbal ★ accepting ★ @talaghan
Put a flower in my muse’s hair
Of all the people to approach her with flowers, this kid was one of the last she was expecting.     It was one of the few times she kept quiet. Whether his intentions were pure or not was difficult to tell, but the smirk on his face made her wary.     Her eyes remained on him at all times until they were almost too close for comfort, and Alois reached up to her head.     Silence still. How many people holding flowers had violent or otherwise anti-social intentions?     As she expected, both flowers - red in colour, as she was absolutely predictable in her preferences - were tucked behind her ear. A sweet gesture, but an ultimately meaningless one.     ‘Thank you.’     How long the flowers would actually stay there was unknown.
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Send “ah, fuck it” to shove my muse up against a wall for a surprise kiss 👀
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👩‍⚕️
non-verbal★ accepting ★ @devourtm
Put pressure on my muse’s wound.
Most people would go out of there way specifically not to touch somebody’s wounds. And most people would especially go out of their way not to touch them if they’d been inflicted by said person.     Then again, most people weren’t demons.     She really did just have the worst luck sometimes.     Grell didn’t mind a fight. It didn’t matter if it got rough; nine times out of ten she would come out the victor. But demons were unpredictable creatures, each one filled with abilities that varied from the last. Just when she thought she knew how they would act, they would bring out new tricks.     This one wasn’t a fight she could win, and fleeing had been her only option.     She’d thought she was safe upon rooftops, which had been a struggle for even her to reach.     She slowed down, caught her breath. And when she looked behind her...     A foot flew into her back, sending her to the ground. It pressed down into a deep wound.     ‘What the hell was that for?’ she growled. She huffed, regaining her demeanour, before continuing, ‘You just can’t give me up, can you?’
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