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leneemusing

misc prompts for your feels

unique just means alone. ” “ i’m not afraid to die, just wish i could live a little first. ” “ i know i’m a monster, but you look at me like i’m a man. ” “ there’s nothing i wouldn’t do to keep you safe. ” “ we all have sins to pay penance for. ” “ don’t look at me like i’m a hero. you’ll only disappoint yourself. ” “ sometimes when you look at me it’s like…it’s like you’re staring straight past my flesh and into my soul. ” “ you make me want to live. ” “ i know i don’t deserve forgiveness, but i like the idea that some people think i might. ” “ i trust you with my life. ” “ you’re more like family to me than my own blood. ” “ i’ve never had any sort of family before. ” “ your life is far more precious than mine. ” “ i don’t care what happens to me. as long as you’re safe. ” “ i need you to live…cause if you’re gone then, i don’t know what the point of it all is anymore. ” “ i know i’m not the person you want, but i’m here. ” “ i love you, and i know you may never feel the same. but i’m okay with that. ” “ i couldn’t say no to you even if i wanted to. ” “ you’re worth more than this. ” “ why do you walk around as if you’re somehow less valuable than the rest of the world? ” “ please, let me help you. ” “ just let me do this for you. ” “ you do have something to live for. you have me. ” “ you’ll always have me. ” “ i see you. i know you feel so invisible all the time, but you’re not. not to me. ” “ it’s okay to be angry, you’re allowed to be upset about what happened to you. ” “ don’t you realize you deserve more than this? ” “ you’re not a machine or— or some thing. you’re a person, and i’m sorry anyone ever made you feel otherwise. ” “ please, just hold on a little longer. i can’t lose you too. ” “ this scar..what happened? ” “ if you won’t do it for yourself, then do it for me. ” “ you’re bleeding— how long have you been hiding this?! ” “ sometimes i realize one day i could die, i could just disappear and the world would be none the wiser. there’d be no one to miss me and that terrifies me more than death itself.   i’m not sure i know who i’m supposed to be anymore. ” “ my mind is so loud and i’m afraid it’ll never be quiet again. ” “ when i’m in a crowd i just want to melt away and yet, when i’m alone it’s somehow worse. ” “ loneliness is a poison and i’ve been drinking it for so long, i don’t there there’s an anecdote to save my soul. ” “ i don’t care if the world knows my name, i just want you to remember me. ” “ you deserve more than i could ever give you. ” “ i love you. i know that’s not enough, but i do. ” “ you’re safe with me, you always will be. ” “ you make me feel safe. like i’m allowed to be anything i want. ” “ i’d do anything to be the person you love again. ” “ i’ve got you, you’re safe. ” “ just rest, i’m here. ” “ you can stay with me tonight. ”

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drunken confession.

your muse is drinking with mine and has been given the chance to question my muse anything they want to know. some may be triggering, others won’t. send me a 🍻+ the question you want to ask my muse for a tipsy, drunken ( honest ) answer.
  • “ what’s holding you back in life ?”
  • “ is everything alright? ”
  • “ when did you choose to give up ?”
  • “ what’s the kinkiest thing you have ever done ?”
  • “ how many have you slept with ?”
  • “ what’s your biggest secret ?”
  • “ do you believe in love ?”
  • “ what’s the meanest thing you have done ?”
  • “ what scares you more than anything ?”
  • “ have you ever considered running away ?”
  • “ do you love me ?”
  • “ what’s your dirtiest fantasy ?”
  • “ who hurt you ?”
  • “ what made you this way ?”
  • “ is there anyone special in your life ?”
  • “ why are you always smiling ?”
  • “ what lie have you told that hurt someone ?”
  • “ if you could do anything in world, what would it be ?”
  • “ who are you, really ?”
  • “ is there anything you regret ?”
  • “ what’s your biggest regret ?”
  • “ tell me about your first kiss ?”
  • “ what is your deepest, darkest fear ?”
  • “ is there anyone you regret kissing ?”
  • “ have you ever cheated, or been cheated on ?”
  • “ what is the most embarrassing thing in your room ?”
  • “ who have you loved, but they didn’t love you back ?”
  • “ is there something you have never told anyone ?”
  • “ when was the last time you cried ?”
  • “ how come you keep running away ?”
  • “ have you ever made someone cry ?”
  • “ if anything, what makes you hate a person ?”
  • “ what takes for you to fall in love, trust someone ?”
  • “ do you believe in true love ?”
  • “ what have you done that people would judge you most for doing ?”
  • “ do you regret letting me close ?”
  • “ is there someone you have a crush on ?”
  • “ what is the strangest place you have ever had sex ?”
  • “ tell me your most awkward date story ?”
  • “ do you ever get scared ?”
  • “ what do you really think of life ?”
  • add your own for further development.
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memes for that specific brand of ships

SOFTER:   stop doing that— stop trying to hide your emotions from me.    i can’t make you trust me. but i’m gonna stick around long enough for you to realize you can.    not everyone is just gonna become another scar. some people will stay, if you let them.    i feel like i’ve been living in a storm for so long, like i’m just drifting from wave or wave hoping i won’t drown.    what happened to you? what made you so scared to stay still long enough to let someone in?  ” “  i don’t wanna be scared anymore.    even when you smile, your eyes are still sad.  “  you’re safe with me. you can let go. breathe.    “  i just want to belong somewhere again. or to someone, i guess.  “  the thing about never having a home, is you don’t know what to do when you’re finally given one. you just feel like you’re waiting for something to take it away again.  “  would you just sit still? you’re gonna get an infection if you don’t let me clean this up.  “  i’m not gonna hurt you. i’m just here to help.    close your eyes. go back to sleep. nothing can hurt you while i’m here.  “  you looked so peaceful while you were sleeping…i couldn’t bring myself to wake you up.    why do you trust me?  ” “  don’t do that— don’t shut down on me. let me in.    you were talking in your sleep again. i’m starting to think they’re memories and not just dreams.    i’m not used to letting people close. i don’t like being vulnerable— but i want to, with you. i want to let you in.    how did you get this scar?  ” i don’t always need you to fix everything. i just— sometimes i just want you to listen.  you’re so beautiful when you laugh. i wish i could see it more, but maybe it’s the rarity of it that makes it so captivating.

DARKER:  “  every time i touch you, there’s a moment where you look like you think it will hurt. why aren’t you scared of me?  ”   “  you’d accept a caress from the same hands that leave you bruised, just to feel warm.  “  i’ll kill anyone that makes you hurt like that again. i’d kill them just for taking your smile.    i want to keep you all to myself. i don’t want anyone but us to know the things we do in secret.  “  you’re mine now. and i won’t let anyone take you from me.  “  would you kill for me?  ”   i’d cut my heart out and place it in your hands if it would prove my devotion to you.  ”  “  you love me so fiercely. i’m almost afraid of it.  “  i know if anyone hurt me, you’d never let them see another day. and i think i like that a little too much.    i know you’re dangerous, but i also know you won’t hurt me. you bark, and you growl, but you never bite. not me, at least. “  who hurt you? who made you so sad and lonely? tell me so i can make them pay.       i don’t like the way they look at you. perhaps i’ll cut their eyes out.       they hurt me. now i want you to make it better. make them hurt too.       if anyone lays even a single finger on you, i’ll cut it off and feed it to them.    yes. i killed them— but i did it for you.    i had to do it. no one gets to make you sad and get away with it.  ” “  i told you, i’ll love you no matter what. i’ll wipe the blood off your skin. i’ll clean the dirt off your hands from every grave you dig. i don’t care if you’re a monster.    you should be scared of me. i like that you’re not.       don’t you know my love could destroy you?  ”   “  come, sit in my lap and tell me whose blood i should spill tonight.  ”  

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𝕄𝕠𝕟𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝔸𝕤𝕜𝕤

Send Ⓜ and a number for the mun to answer

  • If a monster was based off of my muse’s fears, what would it look/act like?
  • Would my muse be brave enough to face a monster based on their fears?
  • Describe what my muse would be like as a monster.
  • Does my muse believe in monsters?
  • Is my muse afraid of monsters?
  • What is my muse’s reaction to hearing an odd noise at night?
  • Is my muse often sympathetic to monster characters in media?
  • Is my muse afraid to look under the bed, out the window, in a mirror, etc. at night?
  • What is my muse’s reaction to feeling like they’re being watched?
  • Does my muse like monster movies?
  • What is my muse’s favorite monster/cryptid?
  • How often does my muse feel like a monster?
  • How often does my muse act like a monster?
  • How often is my muse treated like a monster?
  • What experiences has my muse had with monsters?
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It is fair to ask. No, more than that, it is human to want to understand, to define, to know another. It is not a request that should surprise the fey creature, and yet for a moment, he seems to still. Freezes, as if he were a painting – timeless, motionless, trapped in a single moment in time. To be understood is a strange thing. His kind are not to be understood or known, they are only to be admired, to marvel at, to be enjoyed. He releases Melle’s face, tearing his eyes away.
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‘You ask to know the unknown such a thing is not easily done.’
A fey is as a dream, an illusion; something close yet never to be touched, grasped, or captured. The reason they left the humans they thought so queer and fun, is because they wanted to pin them down, classify and dissect, predict and chain them into books, with language and rules and words. But touch an illusion and it will burst, make a dream reality and it fades. Fintan has always been more fae than human. Is there a small part of him then, that can be understood, if even a little? He dances, spinning a whirlwind of words with his turns.
‘ A far-way dream, a cloud of mist, sea-foam drifting on a wave. an illusion is only seen with naked eye; if you touched it, it would die. Queer, strange, forever bizarre, that is what we are.’
And if he could be understood, how would he say it? He does not know. Even Fintan does not understand himself – why he does what he does, is the way he is. The beauty in his kind is in their mystery; to take that mystery away, or define it, would be a loss of his identity.  
‘–what is half of a whole, if two makes one? are you elf or djinn or neither one; and I mortal or sprite or a love-tale spun? a riddle is only a riddle, if unsolved. you want to learn what is behind this locked door?’
He places a hand on his own chest – an imitation of what humans do, when they speak of selves, of souls, of hearts. And suddenly his gaze is clear, direct, and his words no longer sung, but spoken with a melancholy calm.
‘…but there is no key, Melle. There is only what I am in this moment. I wish to give you what you want, but the answer lies not with me.’
He tilts his head, posing the question back to him:  ‘How can I make you understand?’ He holds out his hands, they are empty. ‘I have no words or songs to define myself.’

⊰ For a moment, the half-elf is worried he might have caused some sort of offence, mayhap even dared to disappoint, spoil the childlike fun of the Fae… Alas, his doubt dispels as soon as Fintan starts speaking again, Melle’s fears laid to rest and his attention fully hanging on every spoken word.

❝You could say I am both and neither one, but that makes the difference between how I see myself and how others see me. A mortal defines me as mortal, unaware of what or who I am, a djinn will see me as their kind, until a closer look will tell them something is amiss… As for the elf, I may be not ever seen as fully one, not of a pure lineage, and yet traits of it are within my blood, undeniably there and their values present. And, as a last offence to this entire definition, I grew up within humans, their values ingrained, memories I hold dearest always having them contained within… So, both and neither, but something in between for sure… Doesn’t make much sense, does it?❞

It’s easy for the half-elf to describe his nature, for his inspiration lies within the words mortals have thrown his way; the picture gradually completed when one wonders if only for a moment, and even so, a full definition can not be given – thus why it was not such a detailed composition he was expecting as an answer either.

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❝You may not, but I think I have some. To me, you are Fintan, a Fae with child-like wonder and wisdom beyond belief, a Fae beautiful as all Fae are, a lover of riddles and curious things, a wanderer and an immortal, a challenger, a denier of conformity, easily ignorant of human customs as they are of no use to you… And, between it all, to me you are Fintan, my friend. That is how I understand you, the question is, however, if my perception comes even close to something you would see as true.❞ ⊱

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