Send “Rumour Has It...” And A Rumour About My Muse In My Ask!

My muse just dreamt that they got killed by yours. Send me ‘✸’ for my muse to wake up from their nightmare and seeing yours.

send a ✞ for a thread with my muse as an angel.

//Tick Tock

send “tick tock” for a random thought without context: accepting

If I built a banana boat, would it float?

Send 🎀 to put a bow in my muses hair

(for the most recent meme) callisto, if you're taking that scientist to see the stars, make sure you point out the correct constellations, the ones i taught you. okay?

send anons as one of my muse’s parents; accepting

“Dad? Is that really you?” He must’ve not had a lot of time. Now wasn’t the time for stupid questions!

“Y-Yeah, I’ll do that! I promise! I mean, he probably knows them already–but maybe he doesn’t remember! I’ll tell him all the stories about them, too, and… And I’ll get a new telescope too, ‘cause, I…” They couldn’t see him anywhere.

“Ours got broken. But I mean, that’s okay!” It didn’t matter that they were dead; they’d find a way to keep the promise. They had to.

WHEN YOU REALIZE THAT YOUR ART WAS FFLIPPED THE WRONG WAY WHEN U LINED IT AND NOW ITS FUCKED UP AND YOU HAVE TO REDO IT

My muse has fallen asleep while clutching something your muse needs back. How does your muse react?

Originally posted by heyitsfayth

NASA: Ganymede Has A Saltwater Ocean

NASA announced today that researchers using the Hubble space telescope have detected the presence of a saltwater ocean on Ganymede, Jupiter’s largest moon. Scientists speculated for years about the existence of a liquid ocean under the icy surface of the moon, and geologists even mapped Ganymede’s rocky exterior to get a better idea of its features. But until now, they weren’t completely sure what was under the crust.

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Call my muse a "Failure" see how they react

Now focused on the echo flowers, Callisto seemed to relax a bit. They wondered what Gaster had been about to suggest, but they were more excited that he wanted to take a look at their journal, and their findings.

“Yeah, of course! I mean, it’s not very organized, but,” They babbled on a bit excitedly as they handed the journal over, scratching the back of their neck.

“I figured there was about three or four ways the magic could be flowing through the flowers, but they’re all mostly... Theoretical. I don’t have anything to test it with, y’know?” Callisto was glad Gaster hadn’t come any closer than he already had. They were still fairly wary of the stranger, and keeping their personal bubble intact was helping to calm their nerves.

Gaster took their words as permission to approach and across the bridge to their side. He didn’t exactly tower of Callisto, nor did hover over their shoulder. Still, he was close enough for the aroma of buttercups and chemicals to waft from his fur.

At just the sight of the journal he clapped his paws together in glee. “My! You must be a very curious child. Perhaps you could…” His brow furrowed. Initial glee wavering he cut himself off before he could finish the suggestion. “Ah, no, perhaps not. You’d be better off as you are now. Studying echo flowers is perfect for a young one such as yourself.”

Again smiling Gaster motioned towards their notebook. “May I see your research?” He requested politely, “I’d love if you’d show me your theories. I understand if you would rather not though, of course.”