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If you send me "Rough" I'll shuffle my playlist for the song that will play while my muse has sex with yours

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Uma Thurman

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Uma Thurman

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I’ll use a random number generator and your character gets a free pass to…

Take one item my character owns for themselves

Have my character as their “personal cheerleader” for a day

Push my character into a pool/lake/body of water

Have my character buy yours a drink

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(((i really wanna rp with some of you guys but i'm too scared to ask ahh:\)))

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Give my muse a petname and see how they react.

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A kiss

A steamy kiss

Me for one night

A slap to the face

A confession

Me for two nights

A harsh insult

An angry/jealous text

Drunk voice mail

4 days with me chained to their bed

A hug

A pat on the back

A kitten

Up to mun

Put 'Claimed' in my ask box and I'll use a number generator to decide what you get:

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Send Me a Number and My Muse Will... [fluffy edition!]

1. Bake cookies for yours

2. Start reading their favorite book to yours

3. Cuddle and watch The Notebook with yours

4. Make your muse their favorite dinner

5. Give your muse a present

6. Make a blanket fort in your muse's living room

7. Run a bubble bath for your muse

8. Fall asleep on your muse's shoulder

9. Get matching footie pajamas for my muse and yours

10. Get a small animal for your muse

11. Set their favorite selfie of themselves as all of your muse's screens

12. Send your muse an 'I love you' text

13. Send your muse on a scavenger hunt

14. Write your muse a poem

15. Serenade your muse

16. Give your muse a massage

17. Make your muse breakfast in bed

18. Hold your muse's hand in public

19. Introduce your muse to my muse's parents

20. Tuck your muse into bed

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[text] i bought some earlier [text] b ut i already drank it [text] goddamit. bring some nachos too

[text]: Party. My house. Tonight. Bring Alcohol

[text]..Like always huh?[text]Why do people always tell me to bring something oh my[text]Okay..I’ll be there in 10 minutes!

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send my muse one of the following to see how they react:

[text]: What the hell are you saying? [text]: Does that mean you aren’t coming back? [text]: Oops, I brought spandex instead of leather.  [text]: Come on if you’re coming.  [text]: Are we going to do this or what? [text]: Tell me now..so how often have you had sex dreams about me? [text]: Don’t get too comfortable. [text]: S.O.S. [text]: Do you have to text me at three in the morning? [text]: Shouldn’t you be sleeping? [text]: Is that you’re way of saying you miss me? [text]: Is there something I should know? [text]: Party. My house. Tonight. Bring Alcohol. [text]: Is that suppose to be a threat? [text]: Haha, no. I’m not giving it back. [text]: Time for someone to go grocery shopping. [text]: I’m not going with you to see that. [text]: EMERGENCY: BRING ICE CREAM [text]: Send me another picture like that and see what happens. [text]: Is teasing me the only purpose of this conversation? [text]: Soo..does that mean you feel the same way? [text]: Just admit it..you missed me. [text]: I was hoping you would go with me. [text]: You’re dead meat. [text]: How do you feel about a threesome?  [text]: Maybe I just feel like spending my night with you. [text]: We are not going there.

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Heather

She wasn’t like any other woman he had the pleasure to met. She didn’t help him at first, treatened to kill him..and still…she brought out a side of him he never knew existed. They were running a lot, through the forest, on the roads. She never said 'Oh Kidddo…that is too diffucult for you'. No, she always let him do…sometimes preassured him to do. To overcome his fears. Such as blood. Heather didn’t care if Zac was about to nearly pass out, he had to patch her up again. If not, then he got the ashen kiss from her, how the blonde called it. It was just blowing him her menthol smoke in his face, after that, he was awake for quite a while. This was even worse than when he smoked himself. "Want one,kid?" ,she offered jokingly. Heather knew his answer…always it was 'No..I stopped long ago.' But she always tried it again. After all…Zac was easy to seduce with such things. Again, the brown-haired student turned the offer down. "Sorry…I stopped a long time ago.” Zac knew, Heather wouldn’t be mad at him. Sometimes…he wished she was his mother.For a small moment only…he knew the typ his father always flirted with.It wasn’t Heathers…but still.It was nice to think of it. If Heather was his mother, he would be a lot..manlier. He wouldn’t fear so much. On the other side…Heather didn’t look much like kids…or…like she loved kids. Maybe it was better that they met just now. While she said smoking didn’t attack her that much anymore, it clearly showed in her running. She got slower..each day. And it wasn’t only because of her age. When Zac mentioned, she hit him.As always. ”I’m FINE kiddo…just run!” Zac hesitated for a while…and decided it was better to stop. Almost in rage, she tried to hit him but he was fast enough to not get hit..anymore. "You’re not…look at yourself.You can bearly breathe.” With her usual uninterested face, she looked at him…and shrugged. "That’s the way it goes for me then…you think it helps if I stop, here and now? Nah, kiddo…I will enjoy my life in this hell as long as I can. I will blow my smoke into a walkers face if I want.Deal with that.” There was no way he can stop her from being herself. She would die with a fucking cigarette in her mouth, that was the end for her. Spitting in Satan’s face after her demise.There was no way to change her, after so many years where she lived like that. However,…maybe..this wasn’t too bad. Maybe that was why he liked her so much.

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Heather considered her options carefully. 

"Next time, take me to the stock room, or wherever it is you're keeping your stuff. I think it's time for one big hit, too many little ones will catch their attention before we take anything substantial. Just get in, take a shit load of stuff, and run. Blame it on this traitor, or some bandits," she grinned at the dark boy, "or take credit for your work by fleeing straight afterwards. Don't worry. I'll look after ya. We're the same kind, you and I. When are you next on watch?"

Like mother and son// Zac and Heather

Heather smiled widely at Zac, “thanks, kid!” she bit into the jerky and moaned appreciatively. She chewed slowly before continuing, “when do you want me to come back? Even if there’s two people on watch, you’d be surprised how quiet I can be! Well, when I’m not coughing up a lung from my cigs,” Heather reached into her pocket and brought out what seemed to be a chocolate bar, “seems fresh enough, I found it in a store on my way here. Take it, as thanks.”

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Send me a "drink up!" and my muse will tell yours a secret while intoxicated.

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because I only follow 30 people...

like/reblog this if you have a twdg rp blog/are willing to rp with a twdg blog?

thanks

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Let’s cut to the chase. I wanna RP. You wanna RP. Let’s do it. Don’t be shy. Send in one or more of the following symbols to my ask:

☮ - For me to post a starter.

☼ - If you’d like our characters to be friends.

✿ - If you want to try a romantic relationship with my character.

❅ - If you’d like our characters to be enemies or rivals.

♥ - If you just want to RP, and see where it goes.

The Starter/Connections Meme!

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((I did a charahub page for Heather ^-^))

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((look at the new biography I did for Heather))