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━━ †  ... ❝ ... M-MY LORD? Do you need me to... lift you up? ❞ He was getting a little embarassed of just watching him struggle.

if you see him trying to climb a cabinet, mind your business.

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@inkyfamily sang: breathe - muse a holds muse b closely to help them wind down after a stressful day/event (from Fi)

GENTLENESS ACTION PROMPTS || ALWAYS ACCEPTING.

           ━━  †    ...  THE  PROPHET  FROZE  UP  as  he  felt  the  much  larger  demon  wrap  his  arm  around  him  -  almost  sure  that  something  bad  was  about  to  happen.  When  nothing  else,  other  than  the  large  arm  wrapped  around  his  torso,  happened,  Sammy  looked  up.  Admittedly,  he  hadn't  interacted  with  the  ink  demons  much  outside  of  brief  interactions  when  they  happened  to  visit  the  Music  Department  or  the  Lost  Harbour  -  so,  to  say  the  least,  he  was  surprised  at  this  sudden  show  of  affection.  ❝    Wha-  MY  LORD?  ❞  His  voice  ended  up  coming  out  far  more  shaky  than  he  ever  intended.

           ━━  †    ...  He  blinked  a  few  times,  anxiously,  before  adding  on  to  his  vague  question.  ❝  Is  there...  Is-  SOMETHING  THE  MATTER?  ❞  Sammy  tilted  his  head,  carboard  eyes  meeting  with  an  inky,  black  face;  he  already  had  a  hard  time  reading  the  emotions  of  people  with  faces  &&  expressions,  this  was  just  impossible  now.  It  took  him  an  embarassingly  long  time  of  him  merely  staring  blankly  at  the  demon  &&  shifting  uncomfortably  where  he  was  to  finally,  fully  understand  what  was  going  on:  He  was  trying  to...  OH.

           ━━  †    ...  ❝  ...My  Lord,  are  you  trying  to  HELP  ME  RELAX?  ❞  He  asked,  genuinely  confused  -  a  nervous  chuckle  now  escaping  his  lips.  ❝  I'm  sorry,  I  didn't  realize.  I  guess  I've  been  stressed  out  enough  NOT  TO  NOTICE  THAT,  haha...  ❞

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anonymous sang: Other than your loved ones, who are three people that have made an impact on your life recently? The twist: You can’t mention them by name.

          ━━  †    ...  ❝  WELL,  THAT'S  A  SPECIFIC  QUESTION.  ...Let  me  think.  ❞  He  paused  for  a  few  moments,  staring  into  space  as  he  thought.  Then  -  he  turned  back  ❝  The  FIRST  obvious  answer  would  be  a  man  who  dreams  too  high  &&  too  big;  he  waltzed  in  &&  practically  begged  me  to  take  part  in  it.  At  the  time  I  thought  it  would  be  a  short-lived  gig.  It's  been  8  years  since  then.  I'm  not  sure  if  that's  a  good,  or  bad  thing  anymore.  ❞

          ❝  ...SECOND  choice,  I  suppose,  would  be  a  man  who  seems  to  be  always  unable  to  stop  smiling;  charming  &&  caring  as  he  is,  I  could  never  truly  get  a  read  on  him.  I  met  him  by  chance,  once.  &&  he  has  yet  to  leave  my  side...  I  can't  thank  him  enough.  ❞

          There's  another  pause  before  he  continues  speaking.    ❝  The  THIRD  would  be  a  woman  with  endless  charm.  She...  Well...  ❞  He  stopped  himself,  hand  over  mouth  as  he  tried  to  formulate  how  to  continue.    ❝  ...I  think  the  title  I  gave  her  says  enough.  ❞

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@fabltol sang: ' it’s none of your business and i don’t answer to you ' from ruth !

          ━━  †    ...  ❝  NONE  OF  MY  BUSINESS?!  ❞  The  Prophet  looked  like  they  were about to crush something,  that  they  even  had  to  make  a  concious  effort  not  to  rip  their  own  hair  out  right  then  and  there.  They  kept  trying  to  catch  up  with  her,  becoming  more  &&  more  frustrated  with  themselves  the  longer  they  fell  behind.  WHY  WAS  THIS  LITTLE  LAMB  SO  FAST?  ❝  You  are  trying  to  mess  with  forces  you  barely  understand!  &&  to  even  add  up  to  that,  YOU  ARE  IN  MY  DOMAIN,  it  is,  by  every  semblance  of  the  word,  MY  BUSINESS!  ❞  Samuel  was  starting  to  feel  his  judgement  getting  clouded  -  he  couldn't  begin  to  understand  why  she  wouldn't  listen  to  him.  She  was  being  a  nuisance  -  even  worse  than  that,  a  nuisance  with  a  DEATH  WISH.

          Even  though,  usually,  Prophet  didn't  particularly  mind  people  seeking  out  his  lord  -  either  trying  to  witness  His  Divinity  on  their  own  (which  he  understood  all  to  well)  or  getting  themselves  killed  in  the  process  (which  made  less  effort  on  his  part  for  sacrifices;  a  win  nonetheless.)  -  this  time  it  was  deeply  bothersome.  He  couldn't  PINPOINT  the  reason,  but  he  always  trusted  his  instinct  -  something  about  this  young  kid  dying  &&  returning  to  the  ink...  IT  MADE  HIS  STOMACH  CHURN. Much like with that woman - this unreasonable feelings && half coherent memories are starting to get on his nerves, if he had to be honest.

          ━━  †    ...  It  took  effort,  &&  him  practically  spriting  up  to  her  when  he  was  finally  able  to  catch  up,  grabbing  her  arm  far  more  harshly  than  he  ever  intended;  his  emotions  were  getting  out  of  control  again,  &&  he  wasn't  fully  capable  of  stopping  them  at  the  moment.  ❝  LAMB,  are  you  even  listening?  This  is  an  order  from  your  Prophet;  STAY.  PUT.  ❞

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@fabltol sang: Despite popular belief, she is not above kissing her husband's cheek. ( from Charlotte or Lottie up to you :] )

          ━━  †    ...  THERE'S  A  YELP  as  he  felt  her  near  him,  but  he  didn't  move  away  when  she  kissed  him,  even  somewhat  relaxing  at  the  action.  After  a  good  few  seconds  of  silence,  he  gently  set  down  the  pen  on  his  desk,  and  turned  to  look  at  her.  If  she  looked  at  his  face  -  his  cheeks  were  flushed,  ever  so  slightly.  HE  WAS  FLUSTERED.

          ━━  †    ...  ❝  SONGBIRD,  not  in  public...  ❞  He  asked,  voice  soft  &&  not  higher  than  a  whisper.

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anonymous sang: 🎭 - How does your muse handle their emotions? Do they bottle them up or pour them out as soon as they start to feel?

THOUGHT-PROVOKING HEADCANON MEME. || ACCEPTING.

SAMMY IS NOT GOOD WITH HIS EMOTIONS. Mostly, due to his childhood && family. Normally, Sammy's not one to show his emotions or really change his tone && facial expression much, making him rather unreadable &&, if he's not singing, make his voice sound monotone to mildly irritated all the time at best. They bottle up everything inside && keeps them there, making them what you would call "emotionally constipated."

His emotional regulation is just completely FUCKED, causing him to feel his emotions either way too much or way too little. Usually, even if he doesn't show it, he's feeling everything way too much. When their music pieces get rejected from a project, they feel like shattering. When they are praised, they feel like they're walking on clouds: they feel their emotions in such strong && irregular ways they're hard to manage, && because he was taught that a man being over-emotional was a sign of weakness, he hasn't learn any way to show or ask for help with this. With the year, it was through his friendship with Jack that he got somewhat better with it, but that's not saying much.

This lack of emotional regulation && ability to communicate ended up culminating in his extremely unstable state that he is in once he becomes THE PROPHET, with widly shifting moods && loud show of emotion when he is hit with anything he cannot control or explain away. They're a walking disaster.

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             ━━  †    ...  They're  STOMPING  their  way  through  the  hallways.  They  are  ANGRY  &&  PISSED.  Someone  broke  the  altar  they've  been  working  on  for  HOURS  &&  they're  about  to  BREAK  something.  Whatever  gets  in  their  way's  about  to  get  MAULED.

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changed google doc for a more aesthetically-pleasing carrd. some rules have been changed and added 2 verses. dropped henry stein as a secondary muse ( sorry :( ). please check the carrd out!

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Did you think of me there? You were the only hope I held on to.

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#𝐼𝑁𝐾𝐸𝐷𝑃𝐸𝑁𝐴𝑁𝐶𝐸 : a study on DEVOTION, LOSS OF THE SELF, RELIGIOUS TRAUMA, CULTS OF CHARACTER, && HOPE IN HOPELESS PLACES // a indie MUTUALS-ONLY, SEMI-SELECTIVE, FLUCTUATING-ACTIVITY rp && ask blog for a HEADCANON-BASED, CANON-DIVERGENT SAMMY LAWRENCE from the horror game BENDY && THE INK MACHINE (+ it's sequel.)

heavily affiliated with @a-darling-angel / @fabltol

devoted by NOAH. ( it/its , 18+ , utc-3 ). follows from @deadvolce.