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Her eyes widened as she realized what she had done, Jasmine covered her mouth with her hands- face flushed with anger and embarrassment as she could feel warm tears fill her eyes. She didn't want to do this- she didn't ever want to ruin someones big event like this, dropping her arms limply- her mouth getting ready to speak up before she heard her older brother's voice right next to her. Glancing up at him she started hitting her left leg with her hand, clicking softly "You-dead" she sputtered, whimpering he pulled her out of the venue, limping her tearful eyes catching the couples on the way out mouthing the words 'sorry' as the tears finally broke. Following her brothers command as she slipped off her other shoe, walking down the steps. "Why did you go?" she whimpered, heartbreaking with each step.

Goddamn, of course his sister would have a big mouth, and apparently, the audacity to don a Nancy Drew outfit and march halfway across country to drag him out of the shadows. She was lucky he didn't smack right there and then, like their mother would have, accosting them for interrupting an occasion that was meant to be one of the most special and sacred days marking one's celebration of life, and he couldn't whip around faster. They might be outdoors, but he didn't think that promoted a shouting match at the occasion, either, narrowing his eyes and glancing from side to side when the crowd of people went still with disquiet, and everyone seemed to part a direct path between the two of them. Hell, if she saw Remus, she was gonna have a hissy fit that no one needed — "Just what are you shouting for? It isn't enough to come grab me on the shoulder?" Like a cat that had been tossed into the bath unceremoniously, fur dripping wet and pride besmirched, he moved first, approaching her and grabbing onto her arm when he picked up on a pair of eyes that belonged to one of the couple — who he had been meticulously skirting around, partially out of courtesy, partially because — well — he'd already crashed the occasion subtly. It wasn't so subtle anymore, thanks to Jasmine. "Go, before you get our asses handed to us."

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She knew she needed to dial it back, she couldn't see the shift in the other woman's body but she could hear it in her voice. Jasmine's father had spent months and months trying to help the younger girl figure out when she needed to shut the fuck up and right now she was toeing that line. Taking a sigh and settling back into her seat, teeth pulling at her bottom lip as she nodded calmly trying to project an air of ease. She meant what she said thought, she hated lying to anyone ever- it made her too upset. Giving a slight snort at the ending Jasmine nodded fiercely, jotting down that line and underling it twice because that was a damn good point that honestly made her giggle just a little bit. "I don't feel sexual attraction so i've come here just to look at the woman like art and I think I agree with you a lot more than you think." She commented absentmindedly, dark eyes flicking up to the woman before her. "It's hard out this world as a woman and you have to play a certain role or no one knows where to put you." she blankly stared at her notepad for a moment before looking up at the blonde, swallowing softly. "I'm thankful you choose to spoke with me, it's honestly really helpful."

The reporter talked a lot and normally, Romi's reaction to someone seemingly pandering to her was to not trust them--however, there was something about the woman that just seemed...trustworthy. God, am I going fucking soft? she thought to herself. "Uh... Thanks, I, uh...appreciate that." She wasn't necessarily upset with anyone knowing that she was at the club--she had no qualms about that. After all, she would never dream of being unfaithful to her partner. That being said, it was one thing to be spotted at a club; it was a whole other thing entirely to willingly give a paper an interview like this. It wouldn't look good on the family.

So do you think that makes you view the dancers differently than the other people that come here? She pondered the question for a moment, part of her wishing that she hadn't said anything about her sexuality. Had that really been necessary for Romi to say? Idiot, she thought to herself. "Um... I mean, yeah, I would like to think so. I mean, being a woman in general is...not always easy." Saying these words out loud, she realized that she'd never really given a voice to these feelings--but being the youngest daughter to a man that had clearly wanted only sons was difficult. Trying to prove to people in the family that she could in fact be trusted to be in charge was difficult. She felt as if she was constantly having to prove herself. And yes, part of it was because she had a bit of a history of being unreliable--but she was also certainly underestimated because she was a woman. She saw the way people like the Snake looked at her, as if she was only there to look pretty and spend daddy's money. "I mean, as a woman, everyone's always looking at you and making assumptions about you. So I can't imagine how the women that work here feel--I mean, I wouldn't know, I'm just a guest, but... I know that they work hard and that deserves to be recognized." A moment later, another thought came to her mind. "And yeah. Respectfully, I'd like to believe that women just...know how to appreciate other women a little more than men do sometimes."

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Jasmine's ears perked at the word daughter but she knew it would be impolite to just start rapid fire questions about said daughter so she smiled and nodded, she could feel her momma pulling on her ears with how much she wanted to ask but she bit her tongue enjoying the little bit of a breeze that the patio had to offer. It smelled like warmth, dry and somehow sweet not sickly but just that smell of roses just about before they bloom. "I moved here with my baby sister to try and find my older brother who might be playing dead but I just want to see for myself." She spat out, her brain telling her there was no use in lying as she placed out the food containers in front of them, setting the table like her momma taught her. "How long have you live here?"

As they walked out to the patio, she listened to her new friend talk about meal prepping and she nodded with understanding. She also didn't miss Jasmine mentioning going from cooking for five people to four people to one--naturally, it made Alice wonder. Who were these five people? What happened to one of them? And was she simply just on her own because she'd moved out here? She had so many questions but it felt a little impolite to give her the third degree--they had just formally met, like, five minutes ago. So instead, she nodded and said "Yeah, I can understand that--but that's why I just have a bunch of leftovers. I mean, it's just my daughter and I but believe me, we stretch the leftovers for all they're worth." She had technically gotten better in the kitchen, considering that her brother used to poke fun of her being clueless when it came to cooking, but she tried her best to keep it simple. She'd hoped that being Greek and Brazilian might have an influence on her culinary skills but so far, no dice. Once they were out on the patio, they took a seat at an open table and the brunette asked "So are you new to the area?"

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"Well some people think it might have been a mental issue or hearing problem rather than just for love, that his brother might have been covering for him but we'll never truly know about that because we can't go back in time and solve it." Jasmine rambled for a moment, giving a gentle shrug as she spoke about the artist- she could relate to him, her family not hiding her disorder or her even going that far but she can understand the hearing problems. "I mean human's as creatures are intresting- we will do awful things to each other in the name of love but it's just causing each other pain and suffering." She mutter sadly, eyes cast downward as she thought about all the things she had learned while writing papers for her college classes. "But there are also some morbid but beautiful ones as well- like how when a loved one died back in the 1800's you would cut a lock of their hair and braid it to put into a locket. I can understand that." Pausing her train of thought for a moment Jasmine smiled up at Ira and nodded- to both things but she realized she needed to verbalize it as well. "Yes to the pool thing, in this town I think you have to." She laughed "I love the comics! I keep wondering who does them because they aren't just mean- they are perfect."

Considering her words for a moment, he smiled and looked back at her, “He did it for love. I think? It was pretty creepy though, yeah?” Baring his teeth a bit, he half-cringed at the thought. It was not the best way to present your love. But people were always weird, like that. Perhaps it could have even been called an obsession. But regardless, in the mind of a madman, the act made perfect sense to him. Even if there was no sense in it.

“Body mutilation has always been a part of our history, though. Human history is full of a lot of dark shit. Much of it in the name of love of something.” Ira didn't mind when things got dark. It was to him still worthy of artistic representation. Especially the dark parts, “I personally wouldn't do it though, ya know. I like my ears where they are. Plus, like, no one's going to kidnap my lover and make me trek across oceans to reclaim them, or somethin'.” Laughing lightly, he shrugged.

Following her look down toward her notepad, he nodded, “Well-” He thought about what he might ask. But had nothing in return, he wasn't much of an interviewer. So he just went about other questions, “You like pools? My twin and I are planning a pool party.” Pausing, he was quiet for a time. “You read the comics in the newspapers around here?”

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What brings you nostalgia? Why?

Jasmine started to smile and bounce around; happy thoughts pouring through her head, good smells, soft touches poured into her memory. "I have so many things that bring me that feeling, the scent of rosemary because my momma's hands used to smell like that when she would braid my hair or the sound of a deep laugh kind of like my pop's used to have. The feeling of my dresses everyday because my sister took the time and love to find fabric that didn't drive me insane or overstimulate me." She smiled. "It's the love that people have for me that's what that feeling is for me"

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🧪 RP RELATIONSHIP MEME — MAD SCIENTIST EDITION 🧬 Personality:

grating || irritating || frustrating || boring || confusing at best || awkward || unreasonable || psychotic || disturbing || interesting || engaging || affectionate || aggressive || ambitious || anxious || artistic || bad tempered || bossy || charismatic || appealing || unappealing || creative || courageous || dependable || unreliable || unpredictable || predictable || devious || dim || extroverted || introverted || egotistical || gregarious || fabulous || impulsive || intelligent || sympathetic || talkative || up beat || peaceful || calming || badass || flexible

🧠 First Impression of Them:

I hate them so much || I don’t like them || I don’t trust them || they annoy me || they’re weird || I’m indifferent || meh || they seem alright || they’re growing on me || truce || I think I like them || I like them || I’m not sure if I trust them || I trust them || they’re cool || they’re genuine || I think we’re going to get along || I really like them || I think I’m in love || oh fuck they’re hot || I love them

🕸️ Level of Friendship:

none || stranger || wary ally || temporary associate || co-conspirator || reluctant friend || I tolerate them || casual friend || true friend || emotional support || best friend || ride-or-die || I��d kill for them || I have killed for them

🩸 Would You Save Them in a Life or Death Scenario?:

no || not unless I’m paid || probably not || if I could benefit from it || maybe || yes, without hesitation || I’d trade myself for them || I’d revive them in a cursed ritual || I’d rewrite time for them

🫀 Romantic / Intimate Potential:

none || no interest || hate-fueled tension || I fantasize about them || drunk kiss once || friends with benefits || one-sided crush || mutual pining || messy situationship || power couple in the making || I’m obsessed || we’re doomed but I want it anyway || I’m afraid of what I’d do for them || already together || it’s complicated || too dangerous to love || yes, but it will destroy us

💋 What Is the Chemistry Like?:

nonexistent || platonic only || subtle and slow-burn || unspoken but obvious || volatile and intense || toxic but magnetic || they complete each other || obsessive || calm and safe || taboo but irresistible || dysfunctional || gentle and healing || tragic but real

🥀 Romantic Past:

no history || never met before this || one kiss and years of silence || ex-lovers || friends-to-lovers || enemies-to-lovers || something almost happened || on-again, off-again || they broke my heart || I broke theirs || tragic ending || rekindling old feelings || never stopped loving them

🩹 Emotional Damage:

none || unspoken tension || betrayal || abandonment || broken trust || guilt || grief || shared trauma || jealousy || fear of hurting them || fear of being vulnerable || I blame them || they blame me || we hurt each other || it’s still healing || we’re trying again

🕯️ Would You Betray Them?

already have || definitely || if I had to || only if they betrayed me first || depends on what’s at stake || never || I’d betray others for them || I’d die before I betray them

🧪 How Morally Aligned Are You With Them?

polar opposites || uneasy alliance || occasional agreement || it’s like looking in a mirror || I admire their goals, not their methods || we’re built the same, just on different paths || we could be a powerful force together || I want to change them || I want to understand them || I think we were meant to find each other

🧷 Comfort Level With Them:

zero || anxious || defensive || on edge || unsure || depends on the day || they make me feel safe || they see through me || I can be myself with them || I can’t tell if I’m safe or trapped || I crave their presence even when I shouldn’t

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Talk about one person that you haven’t spoken to in awhile.

Digging her nails into her palm as Jasmine took a deep breath inward, swallowing harshly before taking a moment to speak. "My brother- the one I dragged myself and my baby sister out here for- the one who's too scared to show his fucking face- the one who thinks it better off to make his whole family think he's dead than show his face- the one who's too scared of his own fucking name than talk to me." She spat out so angry she could scream, feet bouncing and her clicks happening with each word. "Darius Hale or whatever the fuck he's calling himself these days that's who I'm talking about."

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🧪 kiara!!

🧪 RP RELATIONSHIP MEME — MAD SCIENTIST EDITION 🧬 Personality:

grating || irritating || frustrating || boring || confusing at best || awkward || unreasonable || psychotic || disturbing || interesting || engaging || affectionate || aggressive || ambitious || anxious || artistic || bad tempered || bossy || charismatic || appealing || unappealing || creative || courageous || dependable || unreliable || unpredictable || predictable || devious || dim || extroverted || introverted || egotistical || gregarious || fabulous || impulsive || intelligent || sympathetic || talkative || up beat || peaceful || calming || badass || flexible

🧠 First Impression of Them:

I hate them so much || I don’t like them || I don’t trust them || they annoy me || they’re weird || I’m indifferent || meh || they seem alright || they’re growing on me || truce || I think I like them || I like them || I’m not sure if I trust them || I trust them || they’re cool || they’re genuine || I think we’re going to get along || I really like them || I think I’m in love || oh fuck they’re hot || I love them

🕸️ Level of Friendship:

none || stranger || wary ally || temporary associate || co-conspirator || reluctant friend || I tolerate them || casual friend || true friend || emotional support || best friend || ride-or-die || I’d kill for them || I have killed for them

🩸 Would You Save Them in a Life or Death Scenario?:

no || not unless I’m paid || probably not || if I could benefit from it || maybe || yes, without hesitation || I’d trade myself for them || I’d revive them in a cursed ritual || I’d rewrite time for them

🫀 Romantic / Intimate Potential:

none || no interest || hate-fueled tension || I fantasize about them || drunk kiss once || friends with benefits || one-sided crush || mutual pining || messy situationship || power couple in the making || I’m obsessed || we’re doomed but I want it anyway || I’m afraid of what I’d do for them || already together || it’s complicated || too dangerous to love || yes, but it will destroy us

💋 What Is the Chemistry Like?:

nonexistent || platonic only || subtle and slow-burn || unspoken but obvious || volatile and intense || toxic but magnetic || they complete each other || obsessive || calm and safe || taboo but irresistible || dysfunctional || gentle and healing || tragic but real

🥀 Romantic Past:

no history || never met before this || one kiss and years of silence || ex-lovers || friends-to-lovers || enemies-to-lovers || something almost happened || on-again, off-again || they broke my heart || I broke theirs || tragic ending || rekindling old feelings || never stopped loving them

🩹 Emotional Damage:

none || unspoken tension || betrayal || abandonment || broken trust || guilt || grief || shared trauma || jealousy || fear of hurting them || fear of being vulnerable || I blame them || they blame me || we hurt each other || it’s still healing || we’re trying again

🕯️ Would You Betray Them?

already have || definitely || if I had to || only if they betrayed me first || depends on what’s at stake || never || I’d betray others for them || I’d die before I betray them

🧪 How Morally Aligned Are You With Them?

polar opposites || uneasy alliance || occasional agreement || it’s like looking in a mirror || I admire their goals, not their methods || we’re built the same, just on different paths || we could be a powerful force together || I want to change them || I want to understand them || I think we were meant to find each other

🧷 Comfort Level With Them:

zero || anxious || defensive || on edge || unsure || depends on the day || they make me feel safe || they see through me || I can be myself with them || I can’t tell if I’m safe or trapped || I crave their presence even when I shouldn’t

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Another giggled slipped past her mouth, hand covering the sound as she closed her eyes- Jasmine rarely these days found herself able to move past the pain and suffering that was the product of both finding out her brother was alive and that he didn't really care how much it seemed to hurt them that he just up and left. Ira was easy to talk to- this topic even more so her brain being soothed at the conversation in an almost weird way.

"I think if artist were still having to go around cutting off their ears we would have a problem." she made a face for a moment, the thought crossing her mind and the very idea making her whole body go stiff for a moment; she was soft, never much liking the idea of of pain or hurt or other's hurting themselves ( even though she would do it when she was over-stimulated )

Looking back down at her note-book seeing it filled to the brim with all the word she had gotten from the younger man, Jazz shook her head and gently shut the book before them- slipping it into a purse matching her dress all too well. "Nope! Thank you for letting me babble at you, I've really enjoyed it and even though I don't have anymore questions I don't have for you is there anything you wanna ask me? I don't wanna just poke and prod at you without it being fair game."

Giving a delighted, cute little tooth-filled smile at Jasmine's giggling at his comment, he sighed, “That's the life of most artists, though, isn't it? We can pour our hearts into something. All our passion, and still be overlooked. Still be dismissed. The beauty of one's art is almost always appreciated, more after the artist is dead. It's pretty sad.” He frowned. It was even more awful when it was performative, and something that could not so lovingly be replicated in the hands of another. Only mimicked. It would never be the same as an original, just like counterfeit paintings.

Ira looked toward Jasmine, “Thankfully, we are moving passed our ear cutting off phases, more or less.” He joked playfully. Though that was true, he supposed. Most were just finding other ways to destroy themselves for their art. Secretly, or surrounded by people who just didn't notice. He was in total agreement, however, “Most of them are jealous, and want everyone to be just as miserable as they are.” Moving the pad closer, he sketched some in a blank space, some rudimentary, looking more like a stick figure than anything detailed.

“They need to find a hobby. But you can't go 'round tellin' them that.” Looking over to her again, he shrugged, “Best just to ignore 'em. Not get sucked into their black holes of joylessness and misery. For me, I like to draw caricatures of them, it's what they deserve. Mocked, ridiculed, taken down pegs. That's probably why my works are so popular, everyone hates these people, but are too scared to speak up about it. My comic strip is a bit of freedom from that restraint.” He pointed at her with his pencil, then, “All out of questions?”

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HOW DOES YOUR MUSE CARRY EMOTIONS?

ANGER.

jaw clenching, hands balling into fists, teeth grinding, yelling, going nonverbal, vocalisations (growls, snarls, hisses etc), stuttering speech, rushed speech, slow concise speech, rambling, quiet, arms crossing, shaking head, curling lip upwards, baring teeth, tearing up, animated, expressionless, projects, internalizes, vents, withdraws, tighter movements, passive aggressive, direct, physical outbursts, verbal outbursts, pacing, going still, anger boils over in the heat of the moment but cools down quickly afterwards, anger brews slowly but lingers longer, will act out of impulse when angry, will stew on their anger and plot revenge, holds grudges, forgives easily, forgives but never forgets.

JOY.

easy smiles, fighting back grins, suppressed laughter, loud laughter, giggles, chuckling, smirks, whole body laughs, covers mouth when laughing/giggling, throws head back when laughing, slaps leg, touches people around them when laughing, looks down when laughing, looks for eye contact when laughing, sparkling eyes, bubbly happiness, quiet subtle happiness, obnoxious happiness, wants to spread joy, quietly savors joy.

SADNESS.

crying, bottling it up, seeks distractions, wallows, meditates and processes, avoidance, seeks out comfort, withdraws, swallowing thickly, talks it out, internalizes it, sad smiles, depression naps, uses alcohol, uses drugs, seeks out sources of joy, fidgets with sentimental item, sits in silence, broods, gets moody, wants someone to share the misery, tries to hide negative emotions, nurtures others to make themselves feel better.

EMBARRASSMENT.

blushing, looking away, rubbing at back of head, running hand through hair, clearing throat, covering face, laughing nervously, laughs it off, overthinks, lets it go, self deprecating humor, deflects, gets irritated, smiles, withdraws, crossing arms over stomach, crossing arms over chest, hands in pockets, shoulders sinking, shrugs, falling into silence until comfortable again, talking a lot to compensate.

GUILT.

avoiding eye contact, shoulders sinking low, head hanging down, crying, chest aches, lashes out, internalizes, apologizes, deflects, communicates, withdraws, grand gestures for forgiveness, accepts fault easily, punishes themselves, martyrdom, victim complex, over-active guilt complex, healthy conscience, internalizes even after forgiveness, seeking redemption, moves on easily, denial, shuts off empathy to cope, lack of guilt/conscience, sorry they got caught more than caused harm, can’t handle knowing they hurt others.

FEAR.

trembling, crying, sarcasm/sass to cope, humour to cope, rambles, goes quiet, goes nonverbal, gets angry, fidgeting, freezes up, impatience, clenching jaw, picking at nails, chewing at lip, pulling at clothes, adjusting jewelry/clothing/hair, pacing, swallowing thickly, eyes widening, over-reacts, under-reacts, calm, logical, panic, irrational, overthinks, carefully analyzes, talks to themselves, breathing exercises, flight, fight, withdraw, fawn.

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Jasmine gave a little noise that could be read as 'oh god' or 'fuck' if you didn't know her but to her it mean 'that's it i'm taking care of you from now on.' She always made to much, used to cooking for more than herself and she was happy to share ( needed to in fact, made her wanna just crawl home and into her brothers arms )- she might have packed two lunch boxes with amounts of the homemade food anyways just in case that someone around her didn't have anything to eat and she was being proven correct with an expired granola bar and vending machine food. "I always make to much food anyways- your doing me a favor rather than having to throw it out later, it's hard going from cooking from five to four to one." She let out a soft click following Alice down.

When Jasmine agreed to sit outside with Alice, the brunette smiled and said "Perfect!" However, just as she was about to reach for her wallet, the woman's bluntness surprised her. No on this and the vending machine. Alice's new co-worker was clearly not impressed with the 'lunch' that she'd compiled--but she wasn't offended. If anything, it signified to her that Jasmine was someone who was kind and caring. Letting out a little laugh, she could already tell her co-worker was insistent and that arguing back and forth wouldn't get her very far. Out of curiosity, she looked down at the wrapper of the bar, frowned, and said "Uh... Shoot. It expired in April..." Plus I make a mean handmade lasagna. Smiling, she nodded and said "Okay, deal. Thank you for very much for sharing, that's very generous of you." With that, the two made their way to the patio outside.

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🧪 remus

🧪 RP RELATIONSHIP MEME — MAD SCIENTIST EDITION 🧬 Personality:

grating || irritating || frustrating || boring || confusing at best || awkward || unreasonable || psychotic || disturbing || interesting || engaging || affectionate || aggressive || ambitious || anxious || artistic || bad tempered || bossy || charismatic || appealing || unappealing || creative || courageous || dependable || unreliable || unpredictable || predictable || devious || dim || extroverted || introverted || egotistical || gregarious || fabulous || impulsive || intelligent || sympathetic || talkative || up beat || peaceful || calming || badass || flexible

🧠 First Impression of Them:

I hate them so much || I don’t like them || I don’t trust them || they annoy me || they’re weird || I’m indifferent || meh || they seem alright || they’re growing on me || truce || I think I like them || I like them || I’m not sure if I trust them || I trust them || they’re cool || they’re genuine || I think we’re going to get along || I really like them || I think I’m in love || oh fuck they’re hot || I love them

🕸️ Level of Friendship:

none || stranger || wary ally || temporary associate || co-conspirator || reluctant friend || I tolerate them || casual friend || true friend || emotional support || best friend || ride-or-die || I’d kill for them || I have killed for them

🩸 Would You Save Them in a Life or Death Scenario?:

no || not unless I’m paid || probably not || if I could benefit from it || maybe || yes, without hesitation || I’d trade myself for them || I’d revive them in a cursed ritual || I’d rewrite time for them

🫀 Romantic / Intimate Potential:

none || no interest || hate-fueled tension || I fantasize about them || drunk kiss once || friends with benefits || one-sided crush || mutual pining || messy situationship || power couple in the making || I’m obsessed || we’re doomed but I want it anyway || I’m afraid of what I’d do for them || already together || it’s complicated || too dangerous to love || yes, but it will destroy us

💋 What Is the Chemistry Like?:

nonexistent || platonic only || subtle and slow-burn || unspoken but obvious || volatile and intense || toxic but magnetic || they complete each other || obsessive || calm and safe || taboo but irresistible || dysfunctional || gentle and healing || tragic but real

🥀 Romantic Past:

no history || never met before this || one kiss and years of silence || ex-lovers || friends-to-lovers || enemies-to-lovers || something almost happened || on-again, off-again || they broke my heart || I broke theirs || tragic ending || rekindling old feelings || never stopped loving them

🩹 Emotional Damage:

none || unspoken tension || betrayal || abandonment || broken trust || guilt || grief || shared trauma || jealousy || fear of hurting them || fear of being vulnerable || I blame them || they blame me || we hurt each other || it’s still healing || we’re trying again

🕯️ Would You Betray Them?

already have || definitely || if I had to || only if they betrayed me first || depends on what’s at stake || never || I’d betray others for them || I’d die before I betray them

🧪 How Morally Aligned Are You With Them?

polar opposites || uneasy alliance || occasional agreement || it’s like looking in a mirror || I admire their goals, not their methods || we’re built the same, just on different paths || we could be a powerful force together || I want to change them || I want to understand them || I think we were meant to find each other

🧷 Comfort Level With Them:

zero || anxious || defensive || on edge || unsure || depends on the day || they make me feel safe || they see through me || I can be myself with them || I can’t tell if I’m safe or trapped || I crave their presence even when I shouldn’t

[honeysucklesunshine]

What kind of drunk are you? Emotional? Angry? Clingy? Has this caused trouble for you?

"I'm afraid I don't drink, I did it one time and I ended up in a bathtub- curled up with my best friend in our underwear." Jasmine laughed. "Nothing dirty happened but I don't being out of control when I already have so much spinning out."

[honeysucklesunshine]

When was the last time you cried? What happened? 

"At Cy's and Stella's wedding, I'm so sorry for the fussin' again to the happy couple- I blame my useless, no good, deadbeat- I need to stop because if I start right now with him Imma start cryin all over again." Jasmine muttered swallowing the lump that was forming in her very throat.

[honeysucklesunshine]

What habits/tics do you have? Do you annoy people with them?

"I'm autistic so i've noticed when I use my stimming behaviors like my clicking or snapping or tapping-" she took a deep breath in and tried to not make the said clicking sound. "It tends to piss of a lot of people if they aren't used to it, I don't like making people upset so if I can stop it I try to." She muttered ashamed of her own behavior.

[honeysucklesunshine]

🧪 Ira!

🧪 RP RELATIONSHIP MEME — MAD SCIENTIST EDITION 🧬 Personality:

grating || irritating || frustrating || boring || confusing at best || awkward || unreasonable || psychotic || disturbing || interesting || engaging || affectionate || aggressive || ambitious || anxious || artistic || bad tempered || bossy || charismatic || appealing || unappealing || creative || courageous || dependable || unreliable || unpredictable || predictable || devious || dim || extroverted || introverted || egotistical || gregarious || fabulous || impulsive || intelligent || sympathetic || talkative || up beat || peaceful || calming || badass || flexible

🧠 First Impression of Them:

I hate them so much || I don’t like them || I don’t trust them || they annoy me || they’re weird || I’m indifferent || meh || they seem alright || they’re growing on me || truce || I think I like them || I like them || I’m not sure if I trust them || I trust them || they’re cool || they’re genuine || I think we’re going to get along || I really like them || I think I’m in love || oh fuck they’re hot || I love them

🕸️ Level of Friendship:

none || stranger || wary ally || temporary associate || co-conspirator || reluctant friend || I tolerate them || casual friend || true friend || emotional support || best friend || ride-or-die || I’d kill for them || I have killed for them

🩸 Would You Save Them in a Life or Death Scenario?:

no || not unless I’m paid || probably not || if I could benefit from it || maybe || yes, without hesitation || I’d trade myself for them || I’d revive them in a cursed ritual || I’d rewrite time for them

🫀 Romantic / Intimate Potential:

none || no interest || hate-fueled tension || I fantasize about them || drunk kiss once || friends with benefits || one-sided crush || mutual pining || messy situationship || power couple in the making || I’m obsessed || we’re doomed but I want it anyway || I’m afraid of what I’d do for them || already together || it’s complicated || too dangerous to love || yes, but it will destroy us

💋 What Is the Chemistry Like?:

nonexistent || platonic only || subtle and slow-burn || unspoken but obvious || volatile and intense || toxic but magnetic || they complete each other || obsessive || calm and safe || taboo but irresistible || dysfunctional || gentle and healing || tragic but real

🥀 Romantic Past:

no history || never met before this || one kiss and years of silence || ex-lovers || friends-to-lovers || enemies-to-lovers || something almost happened || on-again, off-again || they broke my heart || I broke theirs || tragic ending || rekindling old feelings || never stopped loving them

🩹 Emotional Damage:

none || unspoken tension || betrayal || abandonment || broken trust || guilt || grief || shared trauma || jealousy || fear of hurting them || fear of being vulnerable || I blame them || they blame me || we hurt each other || it’s still healing || we’re trying again

🕯️ Would You Betray Them?

already have || definitely || if I had to || only if they betrayed me first || depends on what’s at stake || never || I’d betray others for them || I’d die before I betray them

🧪 How Morally Aligned Are You With Them?

polar opposites || uneasy alliance || occasional agreement || it’s like looking in a mirror || I admire their goals, not their methods || we’re built the same, just on different paths || we could be a powerful force together || I want to change them || I want to understand them || I think we were meant to find each other

🧷 Comfort Level With Them:

zero || anxious || defensive || on edge || unsure || depends on the day || they make me feel safe || they see through me || I can be myself with them || I can’t tell if I’m safe or trapped || I crave their presence even when I shouldn’t