Robert Frost (via kkendallbbrookee)
Send a ☷ and my muse will be your muse’s prisoner.
RULES: tag 9 people you want to get to know better.
TAGGED BY: @saucixs
TAGGING: @giftedneedle , @bornbastard , @ofxwinter , and anyone elseee who wants to
RELATIONSHIP STATUS: taken by the buttnugget who tagged me PETS: two kitty cats WAKE UP TIME: depends on when I go to sleep XD CATS OR DOGS: All the animals COKE OR PEPSI: I really don’t like either but pepsi i can tolerate more TEXT OR CALL: either or, but mostly texting CHAPSTICK OR LIPSTICK: depends on the day??
“nothing” starters
“I owe everybody nothing.” ”Nothing’s more painful than ______.” “Nothing’s quite left me this sore.” “I was left with nothing.” “You know nothing!” “You’ve given me nothing but a massive headache.” “It’s nothing. Drop it.” “I have nothing to show.” “You’re nothing but a _____.” “I have nothing to say.” “Nothing really matters.” ”Nothing ever stays the same.” ”There’s nothing left to fight for.” ”Regret will do nothing.” ”Nothing lasts forever.” ”There’s nothing left worth saying.” ”You’re nothing to me.” ”They’re nothing to me.” ”I have nothing left.” ”Nothing’s wrong.” “Are you sure nothing happened?”
█ ▌◆ —— the civil wars lyrics sentence starters
- that’s the least of all my fears.
- please forgive me.
- devil’s gonna follow me wherever i go.
- i’m a dead man walking.
- you only know what i want you to.
- i know everything you don’t want me to.
- you think your dreams are the same as mine.
- i wish you’d hold me.
- i don’t have a choice but i’d still choose you.
- you’ve been lonely too long.
- let me in the wall you’ve built around.
- let me hold your hand.
- you’re like a mirror, reflecting me.
- i never meant to get us in this deep.
- i wish you were the one that got away.
- oh, if i could go back in time.
- i wish i’d never seen your face.
- he’s hidden his heart away.
- all he really wants is for someone to want him back.
- what i choose is my choice.
- the killer in me is the killer in you.
- you’re sunlight.
- you’re my favorite song, always on the tip of my tongue.
- look what you’ve done.
- you own me with whispers like poetry.
- your mouth is a melody i memorize.
- oh lord, what have i done?
- i’ve fallen in love with a man on the run.
- don’t take that sinner from me.
- i’ve fallen for someone who’s nothing like you.
- i just want to take him home.
- he did what he had to do.
- give me the burden, give me the blame. i’ll shoulder the loud and i’ll swallow the shame.
- don’t care if he’s guilty. don’t care if he’s not.
- he’s good and he’s bad and he’s all that i’ve got.
- i saw heaven every day.
- don’t you fret my dear, it’ll all be over soon.
- i’ll be waiting here for you.
- i don’t want to talk right now.
- for all that we’ve got, don’t let go.
- i can’t pull you closer than this.
- it’s just you and the moon on my skin.
- just hold me.
- she’s in love and she won’t be again.
- i’m going to go home.
- why are you so far from me?
- in my arms is where you are to be.
- how long will you make me wait?
- i don’t know how much more i can take.
- i’m still waiting patiently.
- i wanna leave you.
- i wanna give up.
- i’m gonna say it if you won’t.
- stop saying those sweet things you know i like to hear.
- you’re right here with me.
- you can’t blame me.
- haven’t you noticed me drifting?
- i’ve got to let you go.
- i just keep losing myself.
- one glance was all it took.
- give me one more chance.
- won’t you please let me into your heart?
- i was blind to let you go.
- i want you back.
- trying to live without your love is like one long sleepless night.
- i’m coming home real soon.
- i love the best i can.
- whatever you do, keep it with you.
- sometimes i can’t tell where i am.
- through it all we still remain.
- all the king’s horses and all of his men couldn’t tear us apart.
- i gave you all the love i’ve got.
- this is no ordinary love.
- i gave you more than i could give.
- you’ll always be the only one.
- i could get over you but please don’t ask me to.
- you always said you want me to be happy but happiness was having you here with me.
- you’ll always be the one that’s standing in my way.
Send “Lawd” if your muse finds mine attractive.
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ic or ooc, anon or off. my muse will do their best to answer !!
{Sorry I haven't been active. My girlfriend and I just moved and I was too tired to get on but I should be on later and/or tomorrow!}
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An example of writing/Headcanon?? || Old Woman
{This is my first time writing anything to do with Mel so I hope it isn’t awful... Apologizing ahead of time because it’s been a minute since I’ve written so I’m going to have to get back in the swing of things}
Light from the flames danced across the room, filling it with a warm glow. Melisandre stood, frowning softly, as she looked her reflection over. It was sad, in a way, seeing herself like this for she knew it was not really her. It was false youth; false confidence.
Slowly the priestess pulls open her dress, letting the red fabric slip down her back and fall to the round. Pale skin glows in the light of the flames, the glow caressing her curves as she turns looking herself over. It was nearly perfection. Her soft curves, her breasts, and her smooth skin. Slender fingers ghost over her side, moving up to trace her collarbone, eyes looking as though they had seen more years than her body.
It was wonderful to look this way, to feel this way, to have a healthy body... a beautiful body....
But it was a lie. With her frown deepening, Melisandre’s hands slowly reach around her neck, fingers fiddling with the clasp of her necklace. Never had she been seen without the necklace. Perhaps some believe she loves it and always wore it. Perhaps they believe it helped her channel and hear the Lord of Light, or that it was a gift from him, made from the purest of flames but none were right...
Shutting her eyes, Melisandre’s brows pull together. She couldn’t fool herself, no matter how well she felt or how good she looked... every so often she needed to bring herself back reality. Taking a deep breath Mel removes her necklace, placing it on the table before her. An instant look of disgust comes over Melisandre’s features as her eyes open to see the blurry reflection. It didn’t need to be clear for her to see how she truly was and she honestly didn’t want to see herself clearly.
Thin white hair fell down her wrinkled back; her perfect posture now gone as her shoulders hunch forward. Her once perfect and lifted breasts now sagged and fell to the sides of her old weathered body. Already she began to feel the aches of old age return to fill her being.
Quickly Mel turns, refusing to look at herself again as she shuffles over to her bed. Pain shoots through her back and down her leg as she tries to straighten up forcing her to hunch further than before. Slipping into the bed the Red Priestess allows herself to relax as she takes a few moments to catch her breath, her eyes threatening to fill with tears though she wouldn’t allow that. She knew who she was, she knew this was truly her and she mustn’t let herself get caught up in the lie of who she pretended to be.
Sometimes she wished she could let her end come, feeling as though she had drug this on too long but she always came back to her senses. It was all for the Lord. The Lord of Light needed her, and helped her become who she is and who she pretended to be. She could not disappoint Him, she couldn’t loose her faith in His plans... she couldn’t.
Fluff Starters
- “You’re hair is really soft after you wash it.”
- “Ssh. Stop fussing. I’m just braiding your hair.”
- “You smell really nice.”
- “Would it be all right if I borrowed your sweater? It smells like you.”
- “I might have slept with your robe when you were gone.”
- “If you steal the blankets, I am going to put my cold feet on you.”
- “Here, let’s share the blanket.”
- “You’re comfy.”
- “You are my new pillow.”
- “You are very endearing when you are half-asleep.”
- “But I want to hear you sing.”
- “We can talk over dinner.”
- “Don’t be stubborn. Try it!”
- “Don’t get up - I’ll do it.”
- “Will you let me rub your back?”
- “Care to give me a back scratch?”
- “Star-gazing was a good idea.”
- “You look beautiful/handsome in the moonlight.”
- “I’ll always be here for you.”
- “I’ll be here to protect you.”
- “I think I love you.”
- “You are my love.”
- “How about something warm? It will will help you sleep.”
- “It’s okay. I couldn’t sleep anyway.”
- “Don’t be silly. I want to stay up with you.”
- “It is not morning yet.”
- “Shush and go back to bed.”
- “I heard you talking in your sleep.”
- “Your bed head is really cute.”
- “We’ll do dishes together.”
- “How about a kiss?”
- “I love your hugs.”
A few were inspired by these.
In Depth Headcanon Prompts;
☠ : Are there any recent/daily thoughts they have about death or dying? ☯ : Do they believe for every darkness there is a lightness? If not, why? ♥ : Name one thing about the way their emotions work that they despise. ☆ : Would they ever wish upon a falling star? If so, what would they wish? ☁ : Describe how they would spend a stormy, overcast/rainy day. ☂ : Storms or clear skies? εжз : What about nature do they find calming? What about nature do they find disagreeable? ☎ : List three or more people they would call out for during an emergency. ☛ : What is their typical response to being given orders? ☢ : Describe a thought or dream that would cause them to have a mental meltdown. ✄ : Are there any reasons why they would ever think of self-harm? If so, what are they? ❤ : Describe a physical action that shows complete trust. ❥ : Describe a verbal way they would express complete trust. ✗ : Explain how they portray feelings of hostility or dislike. ⊗ : What is something that causes them to question themself? ☾ : On a sleepless night, what would they be found doing? ☤ : Is there anything about their health they are continuously on edge about? Something they disregard? ✓ : Name at least two people who can trust them with their life. ❣: Describe a way that will earn affection (whether platonic or romantic) from them. ✖ : Describe a way to make them uneasy or apprehensive. ♆ : Are they prone to violent outbursts or thoughts? ✏ : What are their creative outlets? ✉ : Do they tend to rely on words or actions more? ♡ : Is there a certain scent that brings about nostalgia? If so, describe a memory this scent brings back. ۞: Are there any inner demons they can never seem to get rid of? What are they?
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@lxckylxdy (via talktoten)
“After they stabbed you, where did you go? What did you see?”
“Nothing, there was nothing at all.”