#` --- test muses.
Leonid Pasternak (1862-1945)
"The Night Before the Exam" (1895)
Oil on canvas
Post-Impressionism
Located in the Musée d'Orsay, Paris, France
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whos this guy
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“you're beautiful”
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She sighs a moment as she looks around. Japan had become unfamiliar to her in her time in America, and with how large the cities were with the sheer amount of people, it was only natural she was going to get lost.
"What to do... was it... no, that just leads me back... ugh, I should really fire that driver. This is the third time already..."
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"You know, if you really wanted my attention, you could have just called? You didn't have to trap me..." Meg grumbled, her arms wrapped around her front as she grew impatient.
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Open to: men (top/bottom/verse)
Test muse: Jace Beleren, a telepathic mage who can jump between worlds.
Plot: Jace has moved into a new place and your muse is throwing pebbles at his window.
Connections: ex/boyfriend/crush of whoever used to live here
The first couple of clunks on the window jace had ignored. After the fourth though he moved to the window and stuck his head out. "I am trying to get ready do you mind?" He asked
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Test Muse || Sabrina || Open
"I told you it wasn't safe." Sabrina nearly yelled.
Her close friend had been reckless and nearly got killed. If it wasn't for her magic, she would have never saved them. All she wanted was for them to be safe.
"Why are you always so reckless?"
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“Alright..just a clink there..and a clank there..come on..this shits coming together I get know it!”
She appears to be working on a rather large machine with an unusually serious expression for the inventor. Soon she lifts up her goggles with a grin.
“Eureka! This is it! Easily the best fucking invention ever created! Now after this everyone will know my name! Gorgeous girl genius Miu Iruma damnit!”
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mushitaro again
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me, happily cracking my knuckles after succesfully finishing my brainrot on why Darillium River isn't "dumb" but suffering from debilitating grief, Eleven is not an entirely shitty husband like most people who watched THORS believe he is, and Twelve is not composed entirely of tooth-rotting fluff and rainbows based on fifteen minutes of screentime:
the universe: if you think you're getting away, i will prove you wrong
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@no96-blackmist asked: "It's been awhile, Yuuma."
"You're-- 96?! How are you back?!"
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While he did his best to stay way from areas that were under construction both due to the noise and for practical reasons, he found himself having to pass by one on his way to pick up a few things. He was walking back to where he lived when there was the sound of something falling nearby. He drops his things as he quickly gets out of the way of a falling beam, pushing someone out of the way with him as it hits the ground behind him.
"A-ah, sorry! I-I didn't mean to do that... Are you all right?"
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i shouldn't have to 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚢 what i do
i shouldn't have to 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚎 anything to you
ⁱ'ᵐ ˢᵒʳʳʸ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ⁱ ᵉˣⁱˢᵗ
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@glitchexmachina liked for a starter from Starfire.
"I have been reading a lot and learned about this human thing called sex and it sounded interesting," she said as she looked over at him. "Can you help me understand it better?"
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