“Would anyone like any drinks?”
“What does a girl have to do to get one attention around here?”
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𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐃 & 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐅𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 (a series of nonverbal prompts . mature themes present , ‘ my ’ muse belongs to the one who posted the meme - send “ + REVERSE ” to reverse the prompts .)
→ 𝐈 . GENERAL
❛ hush . raise a finger in a gesture to silence my muse . ❛ sit . gesture for my muse to sit down . ❛ door . hold a door open for my muse . ❛ tap . tap my muse on the shoulder to garner their attention . ❛ hunger . give my muse something to eat / drink . ❛ cook . present my muse with home - cooked food . ❛ brush . work a brush / comb through my muse’s hair . ❛ read . silently read a book alongside my muse . ❛ hand . hold out a hand for my muse to take . ❛ dressed . help my muse put on an article of clothing . ❛ note . give my muse a note saying : [ content ] . ❛ amplify . turn up the music in the car .
→ 𝐈𝐈 . ANGST
❛ patch . help my muse patch up a wound . ❛ night terrors . hold my muse after they wake up from a nightmare . ❛ company . silently sit with my muse to comfort them. ❛ hospital . my muse is told that yours is in the hospital . ❛ revelation . show my muse evidence of a lie they told . ❛ indulge . find my muse drinking to cope . ❛ downfall . find my muse collapsed on the ground . ❛ console . comfort my muse as they cry . ❛ nurse . give my muse company in the hospital .
→ 𝐈𝐈𝐈 . AFFECTIONATE
❛ wink . wink at my muse . ❛ wrap . wrap an arm around my muse’s [ shoulders / waist ] . ❛ caress . gently caress my muse’s face . ❛ tousle . mess playfully with my muse’s hair . ❛ chest . place your head on my muse’s chest . ❛ comb . comb fingers through my muse’s hair . ❛ grasp . run to my muse & jump into their arms . ❛ lean . lean on my muse’s shoulder . ❛ tender . kiss my muse on the [ forehead / cheek / nose ] . ❛ abrupt . kiss my muse out of the blue . ❛ chaste . chastely kiss my muse . ❛ good morning . kiss my muse the morning after . ❛ volumes . gaze at my muse in a way that silently says ‘i love you’ .
→ 𝐈𝐕 . VIOLENT
❛ strike . [ slap / punch ] my muse in the face . ❛ gun . wield a gun at my muse . ❛ twist . twist my muse’s arm behind their back . ❛ throttle . aggressively wrap your hands around my muse’s throat . ❛ parch . burn my muse with a hot object . ❛ take down . forcefully bring my muse to the ground . ❛ gouge . wield a sharp object at my muse . ❛ shunt . shove my muse backwards . ❛ stickup . yell at my muse to put their hands in the air. ❛ shoot . [ fatally / non-fatally ] shoot my muse . ❛ stab . stab my muse with a [ knife / other object ].
→ 𝐕 . NSFW
❛ surprise . send an unexpected nsfw image to my muse . ❛ pin . push my muse against a [ wall, table, other ] . ❛ go down . go down on my muse . ❛ choke . intimately wrap your hands around my muse’s throat . ❛ belt loops . pull my muse closer by their belt loops . ❛ skinny dipping . go skinny dipping with my muse . ❛ rip . tear a piece of clothing from my muse’s body . ❛ mark . leave a mark on my muse’s body [ specify where ] .
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He walks up behind her, silent despite his size. He’s been gone again for some time and wants to surprise her. So he places a ring of flowers upon her head. She was the one who taught him how to make the crowns but he’d never seen this type of flower in the area before so he hopes they might be new to her, something special.
“I’m home.”
She blinked, looking up to the flowers now adorning her head, gently touching the blossoms with a hum. “Now where did you get these?” Aera muses outloud, turning quickly to smile up up at him. “You’ve been gone for forever. I hope you brought back other gifts.”
Just updating my Interest tracker to include Aera and Clarus
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"Beware the trident."
“Does it count if it wasn’t me but a manifistation of myself?”
“No one expects the pretty blonde to be a murderer. So when in doubt, look for the blonde.”
Shyly, Aera slides a strawberry cupcake with a white candle over to her double. It's their birthday, they should celebrate.
"There is one thing missing." She whispers softly, placing a second candle into the cupcake and holding it up. "Let's make a wish, shall we?"
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It is officially this beans birthday. I will be logging into her wire incase anyone wants to send anything.
It is officially this beans birthday. I will be logging into her wire incase anyone wants to send anything.
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“Quite certain. Does that name mean anything to you?”
“When you’re as old as I am, every name does.”
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“He released someone name, Gilgamesh from a crag or something.”
“You must be mistaken. Are you absolutely sure someone said the name Gilgamesh?”
@lightwithinthenightsky:
"Uncles email adventures, and the king doing something foolish."
“I shouldn’t be surprised. What has he done now?”
“What have I missed...”
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guys guys reblog with the first song on your upside down playlist i want to know how to save you from vecna
(Ardynzunia) ❛ are you wearing my shirt? ❜
"It is, actually." She answered, twirling once for him. "I wanted to be comfortable and so I stole one of yours. It's always so much more roomy for me. Plus, added bonus, it smells like you. Which means it smells like sleep for me. I can actually sleep in this."
She tilted her head, bringing one hand up to her mouth, trying to be cute. "You're not mad, are you?"
❛ i never meant to hurt you. ❜
"I know." She answered softly, looking up from her embrodery project in her hands. She believed he truly meant her no harm. It wasn't truly his fault that the long scar ran down her back, aching every now and again.
Black tipped fingers moved against pristine white fabric, a sigh leaving the Oracle. Aera wondered for the millionth time how she hadn't noticed any splotches of color on Ardyn's own skin when he had been healer. Now, she blamed herself for not seeing the pain he was in, for not helping.
None of that could be helped now, she knew that. She couldn't help him. She had tried to beg for the chance to and was denied at every turn.
"I know you didn't mean to hurt me, Somnus. You have never truly thought of any malice toward me despite being who I am. Sure, we teased each other to pieces. We fought like siblings. But we knew that no one else could do that and get away with it. Just the three of us."
Tears began to fill her eyes as she looked back down to the threads in her lap. "I miss him, Som...I miss him so much."