Okay but imagine person A of your otp picking up sleepy person B and carrying them to bed and person B just snuggles their face into person A’s shoulder you know on second thought don’t imagine that
Send me a ✉ and I will generate a random text from this website that my muse will send to yours.
[text] just threw all of the fireworks into the bonfire. thats why there are firetrucks.
[text] if you say so
[text] let me know when theyre gone, k?
[text] ill come over then
[text] It is safe you know.
[text] what exactly do you mean by safe?
[text] bc i dont care about not getting hurt
[text] i care about whether or not theyre gone
Kanaya and Jameson (theintrovertedwarrior)
You win this round cheese
actually that is a rectangle cheese
[oxford comma laughing in the distance]
[vocative comma wondering what oxford comma thinks it’s doing here]
I already reblogged this for the pun but I’m reblogging again for the sick punctuation banter
[Confused? My muse is having a nightmare, your muse finds them— they wake up and react to seeing yours]
Pros to ship with me
- Our ship is probably gonna be rly cute
Cons to ship with me
- I’ll talk about it all the time
- I’ll give you what ifs and how woulds all the time
- I WILL SQUEAL AND TALK IN ALL CAPS TO YOU EVERYTIME SOMETHING BAD/GOOD HAPPENS TO THEM
- I will think of AUs and share
- I will make playlists of them a lot
- It will always have pain and tears
- Probably will have to ask for 983454858645794 threads
"Congratulations on your marriage, your Nation thanks you."
PLOT IDEA: Nearly one hundred years ago an invisible murderer swept across the nation killing all those in its wake. It cared not of your skin, gender or age it’s only cared to burn your body from the inside out. It was a plague that snatched children from parent’s tight holds and lovers from firmly clasped hands with no remorse. It took ten years for the virus to run its course and die out before the nation could rebuild the number that they once had before the plague came. To ensure that they would become the once prosperous nation they once were the remaining leaders created a set of new laws that bind their citizens to bettering the entire nation.
When each citizen reaches the prime age of eighteen they are contracted in marriage to another individual who will heritability benefit the growth of the country. The female’s after being paired would travel on Contract Day to their husband’s birth city to live with him in a home that was provide to the couple by the government. The male’s would stay in their birth city but, move out of their parent’s home and into a home that was provided to them. In some cases, the couple was transported to another state where they were more needed.
Each couple would then produce at least four children and if they were to produce more the government would compensate them for their bountifulness. If a couple could not produce the quota, they were subjected to punishment by the government. This punishment varied from each person but, they were typically never heard from again. If a spouse dies, a new one would be assign to the widow and the family would be relocated, if their quota has not already been met. It was rare but, not unheard of for such a thing to happen.
In the year 2133 it is time for Muse A to meet their spouse Muse B on Contract Day. As soon as they sign their contracts they will receive a packet on their spouse, information on their vocation, keys to their new home and a if they are a female a ticket for the train to their new home town. All the classes and schooling they’ve taken has led up to this day. Now, all that’s left is to actually meet and begin their lives.