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Independent
Semi-Selective
Oc-Friendly
RED
Female Engineer
Status: Lurking/Online
Drafts: 3
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Touch my muse! Touching is a quiet way of conveying your feelings, so tell me how you feel with your touch!

Top of head: Sibling affection/parental affection
Hair: Yearning
Ear: "I want you to hear me out."
Nose: "You're so cute."
Cheek: "I want to tell you I love you."/Deep affection/Devotion
Neck: Dislike/Hate/Disdain
Shoulder: Worry/Concern for other/Fear
Waist: Possessiveness/"You are mine."
Over the heart: "I love you."
Butt: Sexual attractiveness/lust
Hip: Interest
Back: Wanting to kill/will betray you one day
Stomach: Fun!/Silliness/"Wanna go cause some trouble?"
Forearm: Indifference/Don't particularly care for
Biceps: Aggravation/Irritation/"You are an idiot."
Fingers: Friendship/amicable
Wrist: Fear of losing you
Knee: "Don't worry, I'm here for you."
Chin: Beauty/attractiveness
Thigh: Sympathy/empathy
Calves: "I will cause you pain."
Feet: "I will serve you forever."/Deep devotion and and feelings of servitude/extreme fealty
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❝ Now I know y’all don’t exactly appreciate bein’ startled by buncha’ fancy pops in th’ colors of red, white ‘n blue. So y’ don’t hafta worry about them from me.

However, a pleasant smile appears on her face as she turns over one of the sizzling ribs. Making small pops and crackles of their own. Not too far off, muffled screeches of joy can be heard, along with numerous claps.

❝ Buuut if y’all can stand Pyro’s fasc’nation with sparklers, ah might just let y’ have a taste of this here barbecue and maaaybe one of them fancy Cuban cigars.

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Her rage was unbridled, her fists tightening around her gun in absolute fury. Ready to strangle the poor fool who dared wrangle with the bull, the beeping sounds rung out. A scream of pain from her beloved builds ringing out from the controller as she sprinted into the intel room. The darkness of night providing her no cover, as the entire sight of Doublecross was lit up with blinding light. Charging into the office frantically.

❝ Spah’s sappin’ mah SENTRY!!

The last word was shouted out, in an attempt to warn any nearby team mates as to the danger. Perhaps she could take on the snake, but there were plenty of instances where he managed to plunge a knife firmly into her spine.. memories she’d rather not relive.

Unfortunately, she managed to get inside just inside to see it all come to ruin. The machine exploding into a million pieces, as scraps of metal flew and lay strewn about the floor. Though the intelligence remain untouched.. implying he was very much still present. She seethed and grit her teeth, eyes darting across the room in alarm. The Texan would turn every so often, just in case he managed to sneak up behind her. An ear held out for the sound of uncloaking. A low growl emerged from her throat.

❝ Where r’ ya, High Cott’n?

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【 Let's waste 'em!】
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“Me? Restin’? Because of a damn little wound on my forehead? No, yunno’ me, I ain’t restin’ because of a bit of blood.”
He was surprised that she wasn’t angered at all. But he wasn’t one to wonder too long about good fortune happening to him, and yes, instead, enjoying it while he could. “Guess the dispenser works fine for me. Not like I got my arm blown of or sumthin’.”, he attempted to make the Texan smile. 
“And… Thank’s. For helpin’ me. Again. It ain’t your job to look aftah’ me and yet there you are. So, thanks.”
He shut for a while, looking away from her, thinking of something else to say. His mother would usually say that, if you didn’t had anything useful to say, you should shut up. But he never followed that rule. Words constantly poured out of him, even if he lost track about what he was talking at all or even, making things worse.
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The corners of her lips curled upward, an amused chuckle emitting from behind them as she shook her head. She had to give the kid credit, he had a bolt of lightning in him that the other mercenaries just couldn’t replicate- and as a result he was full of swift youth. Fast talking, fast running, and quite a bit of impatience. The Engineer had found that people with younger, fresher minds enjoyed living in the fast lane, while those more wise and weathered took life with pace. Neither path was wrong, but Scout was certainly one end of the two extremes.

❝ Ah know, but y’ might wanna take two minutes to let yer mind catch up to whats happin’n ‘round y’all ev’ry now’n then.

At that second, a pained cry was heard close to their location- as soldier’s arm flew over the tin sheet-wall. Landing bloody on the ground. Bonnie barely flinched, only paying it a glance before turning her attention back to the offensive class. It was actually concerning to her how.. used to all this she became. But ah, a job is a job, isn’t it?

❝ R’ else you’ll end up lia’ke that.

Whipping out her wrench, she grinned once again at the gratefulness from the Scout. Tightening a large bolt on the side of her dispenser.

❝ Don’ mention it. An it is mah job. Yer mah team mate, we’re s’pposed to help each other. How else we gunna win?

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detailed writer prompts

  1. what sociocultural factors of your own life do you think influenced your choice of character and how you play them?
  2. what is more important to you, narrative or style? if so, why, and how do you think you portray that in your writing?
  3. what iconography (symbols/images/motifs/etc.) do you associate with your character and why? how do you portray this in your writing? 
  4. without using your fc, describe your character physically - not just looks but also movement, posture, etc. 
  5. do you think your chosen fc could play your character the way you write them? if not, what changes do you think would have to be made? 
  6. let’s say someone else was going to write your character - what are the main points of their personality that you would tell the other writer to focus on? what about outside of that? images/symbols/moments in their life/etc. 
  7. what sort of medium do you think your character is best suited for (literature/film/graphic novel/etc.) ? if they are a canon, do you think there’s a medium that fits the character better than their current one?
  8. what writers influenced the way that you yourself write? how so? are there any that influenced you negatively? 
  9. when you see a partner’s response to a thread, what are common misconceptions/assumptions you see other characters making about yours? is that purposeful? 
  10. how do you think your character fits into your view of society? do you see them as a social critique? a celebration of certain societal values? 
  11. what mythic deity do you think best embodies the core values of your character? how so? 
  12. what is your character’s ideology? what beliefs and values are most important to them and how do they impact their decision making? 
  13. how has your character’s socioeconomic background influenced their ideology?
  14. do you see your character/their narrative as allegorical? if so, how do you attempt to portray this through your threads? if not, do you think that the lack of allegorical symbolism says anything about their metaphorical meaning? 
  15. for canons: do you think your character is a foil for another character? how so? 
  16. for ocs: what does your character metaphorically represent to you? what is their symbolic value as it pertains to you as a writer?
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⋆ sensory asks ⋆

S I G H T

1. favourite colour(s)? 2. least favourite colour(s)? 3. do you wear glasses/contacts? 4. are you colour blind? 5. what are you seeing right now?

S O U N D

6. favourite band(s) or artist(s)? 7. top five songs? 8. favourite instrumental track(s)? 9. favourite non-musical sound? 10. what are you hearing right now?

S M E L L

11. are you very sensitive to smell? 12. favourite scent? 13. opinion on the smell of blown-out candles? 14. what does your shampoo smell like? 15. do you like to wear perfume/cologne?

T A S T E

16. favourite fruit? 17. favourite non-alchoholic drink? 18. worst thing you’ve ever tasted? 19. do you enjoy any unusual food combinations that others find unappealing? 20. what flavour gum do you usually chew?

T O U C H 

21. do you often rip/cut the tags off of your clothes? 22. any specific textures that bother you? 23. do you have a high pain tolerance? 24. softest article of clothing that you (have) own(ed)? 25. are you a good hugger?

O T H E R

26. do you ever feel like you have a sixth sense? in what way(s)? 27. any prophetic dreams? 28. have you ever had your fortune told? (did it prove to be accurate?) 29. has anyone “read your mind” before? 30. have you witnessed any “miracles” or strange coincidences?

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                               DEBRIS BEGOT FROM CIGARETTE buds litters the once pristine floor of the medical bay, now coating it in a scornful disdain from which it fell from poise lips, painted a dark shade of mulberry to distinguish team affiliation by mere hue. Tinted spectacles speak loud, contemptuous words that could never be uttered with even the most melodic and coquettish of French accents, whether they be true to their homeland or act as a mere façade altogether – something Medic has noticed most spies have done in particular – bathe themselves in a milky bath of degeneracy and refuse to accept their means of origin to be the correct one. Nevertheless, none of the aforementioned was any of the nurse’s business, and she kept this prideful bust alive for entertainment, so to speak; to be able to weep about [Medic’s] woes and worries as if she were in a confessional, to which the former would be rewarded with coffin nails. But alas, came the day in which the predator grew tired of watching her pitiful meal traipse in the same, methodical circle; and then, she decided, after a few hours of deep contemplation, that she would return the spy to her rightful place. The nurse hoped that the adversaries hadn’t found a replacement, considering how long she had kept the decapitated cranium within her refrigerator.
  Perhaps Engineer hadn’t heard the gunshot – perhaps she was too far away.
  Never the woman to welcome a new mercenary with open arms and a warm, inviting bosom, Medic was unusually ecstatic upon hearing that their team was given the blessing of a new engineer. Crowding around the hierarchy like animals, Medic lie aloof towards the edge of the crowd, towering over Scout and the odd, indecipherable stain that bloomed across the back of her shirt in shades of fern that slowly dissipated to jade. Pauling’s speech was quick and crisp with a hint of ignorance to appeal to some of the lesser condottieres that had wanted to leave this impromptu, yet mandatory, meeting as quickly as the administrator had begun talking. The nurse’s ears rang upon hearing of a new arrival; an engineer; tomorrow; arriving during ceasefire at 0900 hours. Oh – Medic would have loved to inquire further in regards to their new addition to the team, but as quickly as the session had adjourned, Pauling was already gone.
  Engineers, most often times, were respectable people – upholding and practical. People that Medic could work well with. Had the doctor wanted to plan a formal means of introduction, she would have already done so; but she was sporadic in her movement and erratic in her actions, especially when in a drunken stupor of madness and ill-intent. And thus, she could only imagine what the other must have been thinking upon stepping into the infirmary to find a blood-splattered wall, a gore-ridden nurse, and pieces of Spy’s frontal lobe scattered among the ashes of previous cigarettes.
  Mayhaps it was a sight to behold; but for Medic, this was just another blissful ceasefire in which there was no paperwork to be done, and she was left to her own malicious devices.
  ❝Hallo, Fräulein!❞ Spoken with a gaiety only achieved by few when in the middle of bloodshed and slaughter, Medic capers across the floor, stripping her right hand of its dirtied glove before extending it towards her new teammate in greeting. ❝It’s so vunderbar to finally meet you. I vas vundering vhen you’d come to say hallo.❞ Pivoting on her heel, the nurse beckons Engineer forth with a curt gesticulation. ❝Come in,❞ she chirps with a hint of panache, attracting the attention of a few doves from above, ❝make yourself comfortable. Und don’t mind zhe mess – I vill clean zhat up later.❞
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It was by all means a startling sight, the decoration of gore across the walls was heinously uninviting. Splattered across the table, floors and the nurse who caused it. Not exactly what Bonnie had expected upon entering the medical bay, though she supposed it wasn’t completely unreasonable. Her eyes must have bugged slightly, as she quickly blinked before taking a few steps back. The smell of guts smacking her.

Well.. she was a mercenary now.. something she’d have to get used to.

Overwhelming excitement from the medical practitioner had taken the Texan aback just as equally, though it wasn’t unwelcome. She had suspected that a ‘buddy-buddy’ relationship wouldn’t be the norm in this line of work, even from her coworkers. It was certainly an opportunity she’d take advantage of given that theory. The woman in question appeared to be older, glasses upon her nose with a joyful smile accompanying them, her form skinny and taller than the Engineer’s own. An accent all too familiar was brought to her ears, German. Ah.

Although she wasn’t squeamish, Bonnie was grateful the other had taken off her glove when their hands made contact, even if the Engie was already wearing one. A humble smile grew on her face, as she recalled to never judge a book buy it’s cover. Hell, from what she’d seen so far- the medic might be the only one she could have an intelligent discussion with..

❝ It’s nia’ce t’ meet ya s’well, pardner! Ah..uh...ah hope m’ not intrudin’ on nothin’ importan’..?

Her eyes then wandered, combing the room in an attempt to get a better idea of her new teammate. The technology seemed advanced (at least considering they’re not in Australia), and other than the viscera there didn’t appear to be anything odd in the room... except- doves?

Placing down her toolboxes, the defensive class walked forward- towards the gathering of birds with a look of wonder.

❝ Thos’ yer doves?

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CROSS OFF THE ONES YOU’VE DONE (IC). Please, repost !

TAGGING: Anyone who wants to do it! :P

1. HAD SEX 2. BOUGHT CONDOMS 3. GOTTEN PREGNANT 4. FAILED A CLASS 5. KISSED A BOY 6. KISSED A GIRL 7. USED A LITTLE PAPER BAG FOR LUNCH 8. HAD A JOB 9. MISSED THE SCHOOL BUS 11. LEFT THE HOUSE WITHOUT YOUR WALLET/PURSE 12. BULLIED SOMEONE ON THE INTERNET (Time period is the 60′s / 70′s) 13. SEXTED  (Time period is the 60′s / 70′s) 14. HAD SEX IN PUBLIC 15. PLAYED ON A SPORTS TEAM 16. SMOKED WEED 17. SMOKED CIGARETTES 18. SMOKED A CIGAR 19. DRANK ALCOHOL 20. WATCHED “THE BREAKFAST CLUB” 21. BEEN OVERWEIGHT 22. BEEN UNDERWEIGHT 23. HAD AN EATING DISORDER 24. BEEN TO A WEDDING 25. MADE FUN OF SOMEONE FOR BEING FAT 26. BEEN ON THE COMPUTER FOR 5 HOURS STRAIGHT 27. WATCHED TV FOR 5 HOURS STRAIGHT 28. BEEN LATE FOR WORK 29. BEEN LATE FOR SCHOOL 30. KISSED SOMEONE IN THE RAIN 31. SHOWERED WITH SOMEONE ELSE 32. FAILED MY DRIVERS TEST 33. RAN A MILE IN LESS THAN 10 MINUTES 34. BEEN OUTSIDE MY HOME COUNTRY 35. BEEN ON A ROAD TRIP LONGER THAN 5 HOURS 36. GOTTEN MY HEART BROKEN 37. HAD A CREDIT CARD 38. BEEN TO A PROFESSIONAL SPORTS GAME 49. BROKEN A BONE 40. BEEN UNHAPPY ABOUT YOUR WEIGHT 41. WON A TROPHY 42. CUT MYSELF (Unintentionally) 43. HAD AN STD 44. GOT ENGAGED 45. BEEN ON A DIET 46. TRIED OUT TO BE ON A TV SHOW 47. RODE IN A TAXI 48. BEEN TO PROM 49. PLAYED IN A DRINKING GAME 50. STAYED UP FOR 24 HOURS OR MORE 51. BEEN TO A CONCERT 52. HAD A THREE-SOME 53. HAD A CRUSH ON SOMEONE OF THE SAME SEX 54. BEEN IN A CAR ACCIDENT 55. HAD BRACES 56. LEARNED ANOTHER LANGUAGE 57. KILLED A BUG 58. BEEN AT A YARD SALE 59. BEEN TO A JAPANESE STEAKHOUSE 60. WORE MAKE UP 61. TALKED TO SOMEONE VIA WEBCAM 62. LOST MY VIRGINITY BEFORE I WAS 16 63. HAD MY WISDOM TEETH TAKEN OUT 64. KISSED SOMEONE A DIFFERENT RACE THAN MYSELF 65. SNUCK OUT OF THE HOUSE 66. BOUGHT PORN 67. HAD A VIRUS ON MY COMPUTER 68. HAD ORAL SEX 69. DYED MY HAIR 71. GRADUATED FROM COLLEGE 72. WORE SOMEONE ELSE’S CLOTHES 73. VOTED IN AN ELECTION 74. RODE IN AN AMBULANCE 75. RODE IN A HELICOPTER 76. CAUGHT THE STOVE ON FIRE 77. GOT IN A FIGHT 78. BEEN ON VACATION 79. BEEN IN AN AIRPLANE 80. BEEN ON A BOAT 81. HAD SURGERY 82. BEAT A VIDEO GAME 83. FOUND SOMETHING VALUABLE ON THE GROUND 84. MADE A SURVEY 85. STALKED SOMEONE 86. PRANK CALLED SOMEONE 87. BEEN TO A LIBRARY OUTSIDE OF SCHOOL 88. SPENT OVER $100 SHOPPING IN ONE DAY 89. CUT YOUR HAIR AND HATED IT 90. PEED OUTSIDE 91. WENT FISHING 92. HELPED WITH CHARITY 93. TAKEN A PREGNANCY TEST 95. BEEN REJECTED BY A CRUSH 96. BEEN SUSPENDED FROM SCHOOL 97. BROKEN A MIRROR 98. FAKED SICK FROM SCHOOL 99. OWNED A PET 100. BEEN TO SIX FLAGS

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Amusing, how easily she could torture and cause pain to a built Soldier or Large Heavy, funny how with the press of a button she could summon pure bullet Hell- and yet in spite of it all sleep was her ultimate foe. The temptation to close exhausted lids for but a few moments became addicting, her stomach groaning in desire for sustenance, tongue parched from lack of water..

She was killing herself, to put it simply. Alright, perhaps this isn’t a manner that could be so plainly explained. Rather, this routine was constant. No contact with the outside world, the Engineer would completely fortify herself in her workshop- a representation of the prison bars lined up in her mind. Inescapable, and yet the captive was willing. Drilled in her head for too long, the need to work, work, work! Blue prints, pencils, pens, metal bits and pieces all over the desks and floors. Tools hung in the incorrect spots, filing cabinets completely torn apart. It was the embodiment of chaos.

And the source of it all sat in a chair, peering and squinting desperately through foggy goggles as she attached wires to a circuit. Hardhat hiding disheveled, twirled hair. The clock above her tick tocked, tick tocked- an hour and then another.. 1:00 AM.. 2:00 AM.. 2:30 AM..

Bonnie didn’t even notice the visitor to her domain..

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Nearly fifteen minutes had passed now since she’d arrived at the base, and the majority of it was spent exploring the rooms and wondering about the people who lived here; eventually the confining walls grew to be too much and so she’d since exited the building. Llyria had not gone far, however.
No, instead she’d found a way to climb up onto the roof and perch there to watch the sunset, absently noting that the tinted lenses of her new mask made it harder to see all the vibrant colors. A shame, really, so now she’d removed it and set it aside whilst she waited impatiently for the others to arrive. As she’d been told they were currently out in the field, and she’d opted to not join them.
No, not yet. She would rather get to know her new teammates first, after all, before trying to fight alongside them.
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Patience never came easily, though. After a little while she found herself getting up and pacing across the roof, until finally she spotted them - red-clad and approaching from what she assumed to be the battlefield. At this distance it was hard to make out distinct figures but she didn’t care. Instead she grinned and grabbed for her flare gun, glad she’d brought it with her.
Once, twice, three times she fired it off into the air; between each she reloaded the shots, practicing what they’d taught her before dropping her off here. Getting to know the weapons she’d been supplied with was crucial anyhow, though they’d probably see this as a waste of ammo. Oh well. Llyria laughed loudly, watching them fall and burn off before cupping her hands around her mouth and yelling at the top of her lungs.

        “ HEYYYYYYYYY!!”

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Well.. ‘dere goes our ‘secret’ base.. again..”

The statement from the Scout caused chuckling among some and irritated looks from others. Their walking increased if only to make the new member stop blowing their cover. Soldier ran forward in anger, ahead of the group- waving his hands frantically up at the girl as he shouted.

❝SHUT UP, MAGGOT! THIS IS A HIDDEN BASE, YOU HEAR ME?? HIDDEN!!!❞

A hardy giggle left the defensive class as her eyes left the setting sun, overhearing the whole ordeal during her admiration. She looked up through her goggles, landing quickly on the RED firebug. Her attention left the girl for a brief moment to address the distressed ‘veteran’.

❝ Calm down pardner, yer badge ain’t so shiny neither. How many times has Miss Paulin’ had to work overtime causa’ yer screamin’?

Jutting out his lip and folding his arms, the rocketist pouted stubbornly as he balled his fists. Stomping into the base in silent rage. The other classes began to accompany him- if only to get a better look at the girl, but Bonnie came to a halt briefly to glance up at the newbie once again. Waving with a friendly nature, as her other arm was a bit occupied by a toolbox. She then gestured for her to descend to ground level, eager to meet the Pyro.

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It was a routine occurrence, nothing unusual about it. Perhaps it was to her team mates- (a select group of psychopathic murderers, assassins and more), but being one of the only sane people among the barns and buildings brought forth its own madness. A need to go just as wild as the others and join their hellbound minds- but at the same time the Engineer couldn’t think of a fate much worse.

So she did what she could, and then some. Using her hobbies as a means to keep her inside the realm of reality, and to not fall into the cesspool of trigger-happy crazies. Sometimes it would be fishing, other times it was grilling- today, it was music. Finding a place to play wasn’t too hard, there were plenty of quiet, lonely places in the world..

Sitting on the edge of a fence, Bonnie strummed the strings absentmindedly- her eyes scanning the open horizon. The fields of wheat went on for eternity, with only the occasional barn dotting the landscape. Sunshine mixed with the golden farms and the pinks of the clouds complimented them perfectly. She hummed.

   ❝ Last Saturday night ah got married..

                                                               Me n’ my wife settle down..

         Now me n’ my wife ‘re parted..

                                        Ah’ll take anu’ther stroll downtown..

                                       Irene, Goodnight 

                                       Irene, Goodnight 

                    ❝ Goodnight Irene, Goodnight Irene..

                           ❝ Ah’ll see you in mah dreams..

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Bold everything your muse has done. (caution: contains multiple common triggers)

Broken a bone | Gotten stitches | Had a near-death experience | Killed someone | Tried and failed to kill someone | Invented something | Been hungover | Kissed someone | Slow danced | Been in a long-term relationship | Had sex | Had sex and regretted it | Had a one-night stand | Had a threesome | Experimented with their sexuality | Had a kid | Gotten married | Self-harmed | Traveled to another country | Been in a play | Received an inheritance | Been in a car wreck | Lost a loved one | Been dumped | Dumped someone | Smoked | Gotten high | Been slipped something in their food/drink | Won a contest | Won an election | Joined a sports team | Gone skydiving | Gone hunting | Been in a band | Had a job | Been fired | Been in a wedding party | Owned a pet | Seen a ghost | Skipped class/work | Learned an instrument | Gotten a noticeable scar | Sued someone | Been robbed | Been mugged | Been kidnapped | Been sexually assaulted | Been brainwashed/hypnotized | Gone more than one day without eating | Had a recurring nightmare | Been bullied | Bullied someone | Seen someone die | Attempted suicide | Been tied/chained up | Shot someone | Stabbed someone | Saved someone’s life | Cheated on someone | Been cheated on | Had a stalker | Been betrayed | Been in a fight | Been arrested | Been to a funeral | Had surgery | Broken someone’s trust | Gotten a piercing | Gotten a tattoo | Used a fake name | Been tortured | Been abused | Been blackmailed | Had an attempt on their life | Gotten away with a crime | Gone on a road trip | Been in love
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Fluff Prompts

  • “Breakfast in bed!”
  • “Come here.”
  • “Don’t even try to tickle me.”
  • “Flowers look good in your hair.”
  • “How are you so wonderful?”
  • “How many times have I told you not to use puppy eyes?”
  • “I can’t remember when I started loving you.”
  • “I’d like it if you stayed.“
  • “I don’t think anyone could ever be as lovely as you.”
  • “I love it when you let your hair be natural.”
  • “I love it when you wear that.”
  • “I’m freezing.”
  • “I’m melting.”
  • “I’m sleeping all day.”
  • “Is it possible to love too much?”
  • “I think I had a crush on you when we were young.”
  • “I trust you.”
  • “I want to hear you sing.”
  • “Laying here all day sounds like a good plan.”
  • “Let me help.”
  • “Let me love you.”
  • “Let me rub your shoulders.”
  • “Let’s not get up.”
  • “Let’s stay here forever.”
  • “My heart stopped searching when I met you.”
  • “Pillow fight!”
  • “Stay with me.”
  • “That is more endearing than it should be.”
  • “The birds woke me up.”
  • “There are no lips as sweet as yours.”
  • “There is love. Then there is true love. That is us.”
  • “There is such a thing as sleeping in.”
  • “Wake up, sleepy head.”
  • “Walk with me?”
  • “Will you sing to me?”
  • “Would you read to me?”
  • “You have bed-head.”
  • “You have leaves in your hair.”
  • “You have whipped topping in your hair.”
  • “You’re irresistible.”
  • “You’re stunning.”
  • “You’re the one.”
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what traits does your muse have?

bold the sims 3 traits your muse has.

absentminded | ambitious | angler | artistic | athletic | bookworm | brave | can’t stand art | charismatic | childish | clumsy | commitment issues | computer whiz | couch potato | daredevil | dislikes children | easily impressed | excitable | family-oriented | flirty | friendly | frugal | geniusgoodgood sense of humor | great kisser | green thumb | grumpy | handy | hates the outdoors | heavy sleeper | hopeless romantic | hot-headed | hydrophobic | inappropriate | insane | kleptomaniac | loner | loser | loves the outdoors | lucky | mean spirited | mooch | natural cook | neat | neurotic | never nude | no sense of humor | over emotional | party animal | perfectionist | schmoozer | slob | snob | technophobe | unflirty | unlucky | vegetarian | virtuosoworkaholic

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