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H O R R O R . P R O M P T S

“I just got back from the cemetery.”

“I swear I just saw someone… or something looking in my window.”

“I know I closed the damn closet door, but it keeps opening! Please tell me this is just some kind of joke you keep pulling.”

“What’s behind you in these pictures…?”

“Apparently like 20 years ago, some girl slaughtered her family in the basement.”

“I think there’s something about this house that you’re not telling me.”

“I keep hearing noises coming from the attic…”

“I know what I saw, and whatever is in the basement… it’s not human!”

“I didn’t have time to see what it was! I just got the hell out of there!”

“Whose grave were you bringing flowers to…?”

“The electricity guy said there was absolutely nothing wrong – and yet, the lights always flicker on at 2am. Explain that to me?”

“Why don’t you spend the night in that house ‘alone’, then try to convince me that you don’t believe in ghosts.”

“Y-you don’t understand, he didn’t have a face!”

“I had a dream that I killed you.”

“Ah, yes… the room you’re staying in. It’s a paranormal hot spot, apparently.”

“I keep hearing whispers at night… I-I can’t sleep!”

“There was something else in there with me, I’m not going back to that house.”

“Come on, it’s just an urban legend…”

“Are you trying to tell me I’ve been sleeping in a dead girl’s room!?”

“I keep getting the feeling that someone is following me.”

“Don’t panic… but I think there’s someone else in the house.”

“I can still feel her/his ghost, and it’s killing me…”

“There’s something growling in the basement… could you, uh… check it out for me?”

“Can you just… can you please check the closet?”

“P-please… put the knife down.”

“I bought this haunted ring on eBay!”

“No, no, no – run!”

“I didn’t forward one of those freaky chain letters and now I keep hearing the laughter of children coming from my hallways at night.”

“The dead are all around us…”

“She’s dead! She’s dead and yet I keep seeing her, everywhere!”

“There’s something breathing under the bed…”

“You can’t tell me you don’t believe in ghosts after all we’ve been through.”

“I saw something I wasn’t supposed to see, something… that wasn’t supposed to be here.”

“Maybe an exorcism is in order…?”

“I woke up, and it was j-just… staring at me.”

“He was there, then like a second later he literally vanished! I saw it happen!”

“I like the ghosts here… they keep me company.”

“You can’t honestly tell me you’re in love with a dead girl.”

“Wasn’t someone murdered in this house? Why are we here?”

“If dying means being with him/her, kill me. I’d be happier that way.”

“Ghosts aren’t real. You need help.”

“…what do you mean we didn’t talk last night? You came over, you were here.”

“You saw something you weren’t supposed to see. And now… now you know what has to be done.”

“I’m pretty sure my toaster’s haunted.”

“What’s wrong with you? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

“Don’t! Don’t you dare open that door!”

“I visited his/her grave for the first time today…”

“Something terrible happened here, didn’t it?”

“Wh-why do you have a knife…?”

“You’re all bloody, what happened!?”

“You know that book from The Evil Dead? Yeah, well… I’m pretty sure we found something pretty damn similar to it.”

“You’re bleeding…”

“How can you not see it…? I’m dead! I’ve been dead for years!”

“I’ve always wanted to see you choking on your own blood.”

“I’m sorry, I’m busy Friday with the… funeral and all.”

“I’ll never forget the sound of his screaming.”

“From the looks of it, the afterlife is a lot more fun than this.”

“Legend has it that you can still hear her crying for her lover in the dead of night.”

“I want to be dead, too.”

“Well don’t you look lovely, all covered in blood.”

“Whoa – wait! Please don’t go down there… let’s just get out of here, please?”

“You played with a Ouija board!?”

“Me and some friends played with a Ouija board the other night… and things have been a little strange since then.”

“There’s so much negative energy in this house… do you know if someone died here?”

“You’re always hanging out in cemeteries… and yeah, it’s kinda creepy.”

“They just don’t believe like they used to…”

“I will haunt you until the end of time.”

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–– ❛ SIGORN was the first to kneel before the king. THE NEW MAGNAR OF THENN was a younger, shorter version of his father — lean, balding, clad in bronze greaves and a leather hirt sewn with bronze scales. ❜

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An important psa:

If there is one thing you all should know about me, it’s this

                                   I am ALYWAYS a up for AUs

And when I say always, I mean always. I have more AU ideas than I can count. Check out my verses page, or ask if I have a particular verse already. If I don’t chances are that I will get excited and make it happen. Never feel shy or bad about throwing an au idea you’d like to do at me, or if we’re mutuals just write me the starter, or send the message. I will sit in my chair and probably scream a little bit because OH MY GOSH AUUUUUUUSSSSSS!!

We can do one long thread, or we can do several short threads. We can have several threads in the same au! It doesn’t really matter as long as you’re happy, and I’m happy, and we get to have fun!

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do you have a game of thrones character, oc, or verse ? if so, please reblog this post with your character(s) name in the tags, if you are an oc please specify that, and if you only have a verse be sure to specify that as well. please reblog once per blog.

                         reblog and tag appropriately and you will be added to this list.

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❛ C H A R A C T E R     A E S T H E T I C  ❜ —

SIGORN, MAGNAR OF THENN ( note to non-roleplaying blogs: please do not reblog ♥ ) ↳ ☀ ❛ Fight for you ?  ❜ This voice was thickly accented. Sigorn, the young Magnar of Thenn, spoke the Common Tongue haltingly at best. ❛ Not fight for you. Kill you better. Kill all you. ❜ [ feat. @mcgnarofthenn​ ]

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nail biting | throat clearing | lying | interrupting | chewing the ends of pens | smoking |swearing | knuckle cracking | thumb sucking | muttering under their breath | talking to themselves | nose picking | binge drinking | oversleeping | snacking between meals |skipping meals | picking at skin | impulse buying | talking with their mouth full | humming / singing to themselves | chewing gum | leg jiggling | foot tapping | hair twirling | whistling | eye rolling | licking lips | sniffing | squinting | rubbing hands together | jaw clenching | gesturing while talking | putting feet up on tables | tucking hair behind ears | chewing lips | crossing arms over chest | putting hands on hips | rubbing the back or their neck | being late | procrastinating | doodling | shredding paper | peeling off bottle labels | forgetfulness |running hands through hair | overreacting | teeth grinding | nostril flaring | slouching | pacing | drumming fingers | fist clenching | pinching bridge of nose | rubbing temples | rolling shoulders

bold which habits your muse has

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Eyes: Blue | Green | Brown | Hazel | Grey | Other Hair: Blonde | Brown | Black | Red | Ginger | Grey/White | Multi-color | Other Body Type: Skinny | Slender | Slim | Built | Curvy | Athletic | Muscular Skin: Pale | Light | Fair | Freckled | Tan | Olive | Medium | Dark | Discolored Gender: Male | Female | Trans | Cis | No Gender | Other Sexuality: Heterosexual | Homosexual | Bisexual | Pansexual | Asexual | Demisexual | Other Species: Human | Undead / Vampire | Shapeshifter (Weres) | Demon | Angel | Witch / Wizard / Sorcerer | Incubus / Succubus | Other Education: High School | College | University | Higher Education Living Situation: Lives alone | Lives with parents / guardian | Lives with significant other | Lives with a friend | Drifter | Homeless | Other Parents / Guardian: Mom | Dad | Adoptive | Foster | Grandparents | Family friend | None Relationship: Single | Crushing | Dating | Engaged | Married | Separated | It’s complicated I’ve been: In Love | Hurt | Sick | Abused I have a(n): Learning Disorder | Personality Disorder | Mental Disorder | Anxiety Disorder | Eating Disorder | Substance-related Disorder Things I’ve done before: Drank alcohol | Smoked | Done drugs | Stolen | Self harmed | Starved myself | Had sex | Had a threesome | Gotten into a fist fight | Gone to the hospital | Gone to jail | Used a fake ID | Gone to a rave | Killed someone Positive Traits: Affectionate | Adventurous | Athletic | Brave | Careful | Charming | Confident | Creative | Determined | Fearless | Generous | Honest | Humorous | Intelligent | Loyal | Modest | Patient | Selfless Negative Traits: Aggressive | Bossy | Cynical | Envious | Fearful | Greedy | Gullible |Jealous | Impatient | Impulsive | Insecure | Irresponsible | Possessive | Sarcastic | Self-conscious | Selfish | Unstable

BOLD all that applies to your muse!

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game of thrones sentence meme

❝ Some old wounds never truly heal, and bleed again at the slightest word. ❞ ❝ The man who passes the sentence should swing the sword. ❞ ❝ If I look back, I am lost. ❞ ❝ Every flight begins with a fall. ❞ ❝ A bruise is a lesson, and each lesson makes us better. ❞ ❝ The man who fears losing has already lost. ❞ ❝ You wear your honor like a suit of armor. You think it keeps you safe, but all it does is weigh you down and make it hard for you to move. ❞ ❝ A true man does what he will, not what he must. ❞  ❝ A lion doesn’t concern itself with the opinion of sheep. ❞ ❝ People often claim to hunger for truth, but seldom like the taste when it’s served up. ❞ ❝ A day will come when you think yourself safe and happy, and suddenly your joy will turn to ashes in your mouth, and you’ll know the debt is paid. ❞ ❝ I will hurt you for this. I don’t know how yet, but give me time. ❞ ❝ The unseen enemy is always the most fearsome. ❞ ❝ That one — he’s copper, bright and shiny. Pretty to look at, but not worth all that much at the end of the day. ❞ ❝ If you can’t protect yourself, die and get out of the way of those who can. ❞ ❝Sharp steel and strong arms rule this world, don’t ever believe any different. ❞ ❝ Was there ever a war where only one side bled ? ❞ ❝ Great wrongs have been done to you, but the past is dust. The future may yet be won. ❞ ❝ They fought valiantly, they fought nobly, they fought honourably — and they died. ❞ ❝ The greatest fools are often more clever than the men who laugh at them. ❞ ❝ There is a savage beast in every man, and when you hand that man a sword or spear and send him forth to war, the beast stirs. ❞ ❝ Any man who must say ‘I am the king’ is no true king. ❞ ❝ We’re all just songs in the end, if we are lucky. ❞ ❝ We all dream of things we cannot have. ❞ ❝ History is a wheel, for the nature of man is fundamentally unchanging. What has happened before will happen again. ❞ ❝ Kind ? How boring that would be. I aspire to be wicked. ❞ ❝ War makes monsters of us all. ❞ ❝ Anger is better than tears, better than grief, better than guilt. ❞ ❝ A sweet face often hides a sinner’s heart. ❞ ❝ I rose too high, loved too hard, dared too much. I tried to grasp a star, overreached, and fell. ❞ ❝ A man may befriend a beast, even break a beast — but no man could truly tame a beast. ❞ ❝ The only time a man can be brave is when he is afraid. ❞ ❝ The past remains the past. We can learn from it, but we cannot change it. ❞ ❝ A leader can love the men that they command, but can never be a friend to them. One day he/she may need to sit in judgment on them, or send them forth to die. ❞

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( send me ♔♔ for an aesthetic of our muses ––– accepting. )

––– ❛ They won’t dance for coins, they don’t care how your style yourself or what that chain of office means or who your grandsire was. They follow STRENGTH. They follow the man. ❜ && @arcusignis.

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❛ lady wife. ❜

The young Magnar’s introduction to the Common Tongue ( as well as learning how to behave in a more CIVILISED manner in general ) was going haltingly at best. He might have turned out to be a great deal kinder and LESS WILD than she may have expected, even shy sometimes, but it was clear that the harsh and free ways of his peoples were ingrained deep in him. He didn’t have aversion to learning, unlike some of his wilder kin, but his PRIDE was so great that at the slighest of mistakes, he reverted sullenly to his old ways, wont to start cursing under his breath in the Old Tongue — or at least, she thought it was cursing. Not that she would know if it were otherwise. It wasn’t entirely unpleasant but quite EXHAUSTING for her to deal with all of it but… she had said the words and took an oath. It was her duty to honour them.

“You don’t have to kneel in front of the Lord Commander of the Night’s Watch,” Alys reminded him, with only a hint of IMPATIENCE colouring her tone. “That’s only for kings… and, your liege lord.” At least until Lord Manderly produced the youngest Stark boy —  but Sigorn was rather ignorant of those plans, and it was WISEST to keep him remain in the dark. At least until he had proven himself to be politically trustworthy. “You haven’t met him yet,” She hurried to add before he could ask. “I will tell you who he is, if you should ever meet him.” Alys didn’t think Sigorn would practically enjoy kneeling in front of a small child — just the thought of his reaction to it was enough to make her SMILE. “Maester… well, his steward says we can start working on your letters, if you would like to. Would you?”

He might not understand everything he was spoken to in the southron tongue, but Sigorn knew the sound of impatience when he heard it. To her credit, Alys was doing her best to hide it, but her frustration was plain in her voice and the hardness around her eyes. He was certain that it wasn’t her intention, but it made him feel the fool all the same. He would never lash out to his own wife, but that didn’t mean he didn’t feel like punching a wall or two now and then. “I saw some o’ th’ crows kneel for th’ Lord Commander,” He responded sullenly before answering his own question. He was no crow, thank the gods, nor did he have to answer to the Lord of Crows since he married a noble lady. Mayhaps the gods were merciful sometimes. “Liege lord.” He tried the word, wincing at how rough and brutal his speech sounded compared to the melodic tones of his lady wife. “Aye, I’ll take yer word for it. I never knew tha’ there were different kinds o’ lords.”

Sigorn knew what Alys meant by letters. The southron folk could write scratches on a piece of parchment, then actually understood the words written there. He understood the concept of runes well enough, but their runes seemed difficult and confusing. He watched his little wife write several pages of those parchments many a time. She even once told him that one of them was in a different language. “Letters, aye. Why no’?” He was not as confident as he was pretending to be, and his gut told him Alys could see right through it. “I’ve seen th’ dead men come walkin’ and th’ cold things tha’ made ‘em rise. Fought ‘em, too. How hard can scratches on a parchment could be?” He almost wished wights would attack the Wall right now, so everyone here would be distracted by that. But not the Others. Never the Others. “D’you mean t’ start drillin’ me right away? Or do I have th’ time t’ take a horn o’ ale?”

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WHAT’S YOUR MUSE’S PLANT PERSONALITY? TAKE THIS QUIZ AND POST YOUR RESULTS ( PLEASE REPOST, DON’T REBLOG! )

PLANT PERSONALITY: DGS.

DANDELION. Scrappy and tough, you’re a pull-yourself-up-by-your-bootstraps kind of person. You don’t give up easily and you often thrive in situations that others would find discouraging. You have an instinct to serve others and see yourself as most useful in times or places of crisis, but you may over rely on your toughness and forget how sensitive you really are.

GINGER. Spirited. A feisty and fiery companion, quick with an opinion, a laugh or an idea. Warm, friendly and inviting, you never allow an awkward moment to pass. In fact, even cold and distant people warm up to you more quickly than others. Negative experiences or too much indulgence, however, can send you into a bit of a tailspin, and when hurt you may become quite cold and distant. Ginger people do best when their natural warmth and affection is flowing freely, giving them easy access to their love of life.

SLIPPERY ELM. Let’s just say you’re a vocal person. Sure, that might mean you’re chatty. But it also means you’re the one humming in the hallway, singing in the shower, speaking your mind, standing up and shouting if need be to get yourself heard. You’ve got a voice and you know how to use it. Inclined to speak up for the voiceless, defend the defenseless or simply bring joy to the joyless, you may have a tendency to overuse your voice.

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Rollo // Season 3

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MY MUSE CAN:

bake a cake from scratch | RIDE A HORSE | drive a submarine | speak a second language | dance | CATCH A FISH | play an instrument | THROW A PUNCH | build a deck | ice skate | unclog a drain | program a computer | change a flat tire | fire a gun | sew | juggle | play poker | paint | fly a kite | sculpt | write poetry | change a diaper | sing | SHOOT A BOW AND ARROW | ride a bike | SWIM | sail a boat | do a back flip | play chess | give cpr | PITCH A TENT | flirt | STITCH A WOUND | read palms | use chopsticks | write in cursive calligraphy | use an electric drill | braid hair | MAKE A CAMPFIRE | make a mixed drink | do sudoku puzzles | wrap a gift | give a good massage | jump-start a car | roll their tongue | do magic tricks | do yoga | tie a tie | SKIP A ROCK | shuffle a deck of cards | read morse code | pick a lock

*italic is modern only

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(◡‿◡✿) tall men that look scary and are feared by most people

(◕‿◕✿) that fall in love with itty bitty women that can bring them to their knees

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WHAT ARE YOUR MUSE’S AESTHETICS?

BOLD ANY WHICH APPLY TO YOUR MUSE. REMEMBER TO REPOST & NOT REBLOG. FEEL FREE TO ADD TO THE LIST

fire. ice. water. air. claws. fangs. wings. gold. diamonds. grass. leaves. trees. roses.metal. iron. rust. rain. snow. lace. silk. cotton. sun. moon. stars. blood. dirt. mud. silver. steel. sugar. salt. lavender. glass. wood. paper. wool. fur. smoke. ash. ocean. bruise. scar. wind. spices. light. dark. paint. charcoal. wine. hard liquor. sweat. dust. bare feet. canine. feline. coffee. tea. books. scratches. petals. thorns. hay. glitter. heat. cold. steam. frost. candle. sword. dagger. arrow.hammer. shield. spikes. sand. rocks. roots. feathers. pearls. rubies. sapphires. emeralds. herbs. waves. lightning. sunlight. moonlight. clay. stone. brick. lions. wolves.

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PLOTTING REQUIRES PARTNERSHIP !!! Contribution from both sides and building the story together is what accomplishes best threads and storylines. NOTHING kills my muse faster than when people like my plotting / starter calls, making me approach them eagerly to plot with them, but all I receive is something like “I’m up for anything, really (:“ with no additional ideas. We’ve all had those days where creativity just doesn’t flow and we can’t think of good plots no matter how much we try. It’s perfectly understandable. If that’s ever the case, always feel free to tell me that you want to put off writing with me for a while, because you’ve lost your muse for it. I won’t mind, and I will gladly wait for your muse to return.

But if you want to write with me, please WORK WITH ME. If you don’t like something I come up with, say no — and suggest something else instead. I don’t want you to take the backseat for me. I don’t want to come up with the entire plot, all the while feeling uncertain if you truly like my ideas or if you’re just humouring me. Random starters and short interactions with no plot behind them are fun to write. But if you asked for plotting or plotted starters… then please, please contribute to the conversation.