❝ — your time is running out , each move of the needle brings you closer to your final chime. ❞
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Send Me Your Assumptions About My Muse
and I’ll respond with “Correct”, “Nope”, or “Kinda”.
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*♡ ˙ ˖ ✧・゚ — holiday ask meme ! — ・゚✧ ˖ ˙ ♡ *
send 🎄 for our muses to decorate the christmas tree together .
send 🌿 for our muses to be caught under mistletoe .
send ⛄️ for our muses to build a snowman together .
send ❄️ for our muses to be caught indoors due to a snowstorm .
send 🛩 for your muse to surprise mine by making it home for the holidays .
send 🍪 for our muses to bake cookies for santa together .
send 🎁 for my muse to try & guess what yours got them for christmas .
send 🙈 for our muses to stay up waiting for santa .
send 🥶️ for our muses to warm up by cuddling close to a fire .
send 💝 for my muse to give yours a handmade gift .
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Unspoken Fluff Starters
A gentle brush against fingers.
A head pat.
A short shoulder rub.
Leaning into their side.
Joining them in silence.
A quick hug from the side.
Sitting with them.
Bringing them a drink.
Bringing them food.
A hug from behind.
Stroking their hand.
A slight nudge of the elbow.
The lightest ‘boop’ on the nose.
A head to head touch.
A quiet evening walk.
Sharing a meal.
One resting on the other.
Giving them their coat.
Handing them a small gift.
A comforting smile.
Making space for them to sit.
A soft brush against the face.
A quiet kiss.
A comforting hug from the front.
Sharing a nap.
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Send me "§" if you'd ever consider shipping our muses
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▪ フォロー
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we live with the dead people in the land of the dead.
eurydice was a great musician. orpheus was his wife.
she can’t speak your language anymore. she talks in the language of dead people now.
it’s a very quiet language.
listen to her the way you would listen to your own daughter if she died too young and tried to speak to you across long distances.
there was a roar, and a coldness.
how strange. i don’t remember.
it was horrible to see his face when i died.
i forgot his name. i forgot all the names.
what happiness it would be to cry.
i was not lonely, only alone with myself begging myself not to leave my own body, but i was leaving.
how do you say good-bye to yourself?
oh! i’m waiting for someone to meet me, i think.
father is not a word that dead people understand.
i wanted to remember your name.
i heard your name inside the rain — somewhere between the drops — i saw falling letters.
time poured into my head. the days of the week. hours, months…
i miss you. no — that’s not enough.
it takes time to build a room out of string.
i love you. i’m going to find you.
i play the saddest music now that you’re gone.
you. it says: i love you.
i don’t think that’s a good idea. it will make you sad.
i want to know. i’d rather be sad.
you said, gravity is very compelling.
who am i? it scares me. please come back.
it means dead in a very abrupt way. not the way i died, which was slowly. but all at once, in cowboy boots.
it was hard for me to kill the poor little ducks, but you get caught up in the fervor of it.
if i ever have to die, it’s in a duck pond.
there was something i always wanted to ask you. it was — how to do something — or — a story — or someone’s name — i forget.
i should have realized that women envied me.
this is what it is to love an artist: the moon is always rising above your house.
the mind is a slide ruler. it can fit around anything. words can mean anything.
show me your body. it only means one thing. only one thing at a time.
what is that noise?
dead people can’t sing!
i can do chin-ups inside your bones. close your eyes.
what do you do? what do you DO?! i hate you! damn you!
practice is a word invented by cowards. the animals don’t have a word for practice.
i say: store it up.
i’m going the way of death.
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If my Muse were arrested for a crime, what crime do you think it would be?
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You don’t know how difficult it was trying to allign Chrono’s name properly on mobile.
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settsuno:
Perhaps he had a point. Thinking about food was probably not a good idea. But still.
“ I was only just saying. ”
He’s looking away from Hari, clearly not wanting to bother him further. Why did he always have to be so uptight? Can’t he voice his thoughts without the harsh comeback? quietly Setsuno mumbles,
“ ….Someone’s cranky. ”
silver eyes narrowed at the mutter ❛ it’s called being dedicated to my work however if you are so keen on ignoring your duties i can inform chisaki for you ❜ voice sharp , clearly less than amused by this whole ordeal.
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( * & . — BILLIE EILISH LYRICS .
‘ don’t you know i’m no good for you ? ’
‘ nothing ever stops you leaving . ’
‘ i could lie , say i like it like that . ’
‘ don’t you know too much already ? ’
‘ i’ll only hurt you if you let me . ’
‘ call me friend , but keep me closer . ’
‘ nothing is better sometimes . ’
‘ let me let you go . ’
‘ i just wish you could feel what you say . ’
‘ i know you too well . ’
‘ if ‘ i love you ’ was a promise , would you break it if you’re honest ? ’
‘ i don’t wanna be you anymore . ’
‘ losing feeling is getting old . ’
‘ only you know the way that i break . ’
‘ if we were meant to be , we would’ve been by now . ’
‘ all i see is him right now . ’
‘ go ahead and watch my heart burn with the fire that you started in me , but i’ll never let you back to put it out . ’
‘ your love feels so fake . ’
‘ if i could get to sleep , i would have slept by now . ’
‘ when you call my name , do you think i’ll come running ? ’
‘ so good at giving me nothing . ’
‘ when you close your eyes , do you picture me ? ’
‘ you should see me in a crown . ’
‘ your silence is my favorite sound . ’
‘ i like the way they all scream . ’
‘ i think you’re pretty . ’
‘ i’m not your baby . ’
‘ where’s my mind ? ’
‘ what an expensive fate . ’
‘ my v is for vendetta . ’
‘ thought that i’d feel better , but now i got a bellyache . ’
‘ i wear my noose like a necklace . ’
‘ i wanna make ‘em scared . ’
‘ don’t be cautious , don’t be kind . ’
‘ i don’t belong to anyone . ’
‘ by the way , you’ve been uninvited . ’
‘ why so sad , bunny ? ’
‘ call me calloused , call me cold . ’
‘ you better love me . ’
‘ i would hate to see you go . ’
‘ i hate to be the one that told you so . ’
‘ you just crossed the line , you’ve run out of time . ’
‘ sorry , sorry , i’m sorry , sorry … sike . ’
‘ wake up and smell the coffee . ’
‘ is your cup half full or empty ? ’
‘ i love it when you’re awfully quiet . ’
‘ you don’t have to keep it quiet . ’
‘ i know it makes you nervous , but i promise you it’s worth it . ’
‘ i promise you it’s worth it to show ‘em everything you kept inside . ’
‘ too shy to say , but i hope you stay . ’
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Send Me Your Assumptions About My Muse
and I’ll respond with “Correct”, “Nope”, or “Kinda”.
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Send me Ⓐ and my muse will rate yours:
Keep reading
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❛ . . . . this will be troublesome ❜
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highlights of tumblr roasting me and my fellow birbs .
@h-kurono / @verumaeternus
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the be honest meme. aka things you lowkey want to talk about but don’t because you don’t know how to bring it up. send me a number and i’ll tell you the honest truth. either a simple yes or no answer or a detailed response.
What would prevent you from following someone?
Are aesthetics important to you? If they are, why?
What current rp trend do you hate?
How do you explain rp to someone in the real world?
Do you prefer interacting with male muses or female more? Why?
Do you prefer writing male muses or female more? Why?
What’s your opinion on call out posts?
Name any three things about the rpc that bother you.
What is your opinion on exclusivity? Do you practice it? Why / why not?
Have you ever had a bad experience with commissions? As either someone who makes them or as someone who buys them?
What do you know now about rp that you wish you knew when you first started?
Have you been involved in drama? Do you regret it?
Have you ever thought about leaving rp? What caused it? What changed your mind?
Do you think rp has had a positive or negative affect on your life or you as a person?
How has rp changed you personally?
If you could change one thing about rp on tumblr, what would it be? Why?
Have you ever sent a message to yourself on anon? Why?
Have you ever sent hate to yourself on anon? Why?
Do you delete anon hate or post and address it? Why?
Have you ever felt pressured to write something you weren’t comfortable with?
Have you ever followed someone because you felt like you had to, not because you wanted to?
What would make you block someone?
Have you ever stolen something from someone else?
Have you ever had something stolen from you? If so, how did you handle it?
Are you open to duplicates? Why / why not?
How do you feel about vague posting?
Do you follow people even if they don’t follow you back?
Do you read people’s rules before following or interacting?
What is your opinion on “reblog karma” and do you practice it?
How have you responded to popular slang used on tumblr? Do you use it in every day life? Do you use it at all?
Is there something you don’t know the meaning of but you haven’t asked anyone because you think it’s supposed to be general knowledge? Was there ever something you had to ask someone to explain?
Have you ever experienced discrimination?
How do you feel about personal blogs following your rp blog?
Have you ever cried while writing a reply?
Do you read other people’s threads or do you only read your own?
What’s one thing that other people seem to hate that doesn’t bother you?
How do you feel about tagging triggers? Do you tag them? How do you determine what is triggering content and what isn’t?
What advice would you give to someone new to rp?
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Non-Verbal Venting Starters
Send me a number to find my muse trying to vent some emotions on their own. Send Reverse + a Number to have my muse find yours in such a state:
Angrily sparring alone.
Frustratingly attempting to read.
Pacing back and forth.
Going for an incredibly late night walk.
Failing at being productive.
Tossing an object at a wall repeatedly.
Sitting alone, head down on a desk.
Attempting the same task over and over to no avail.
Scribbling furiously on a piece of paper.
Tapping against a table.
Ignoring the problems with a scowl on their face.
Exercising with intensity.
Hitting an inanimate object over and over.
Trying not to cry.
Working on an assignment for the last few hours without a break.
Looking like they need someone to listen.
Yelling into the sky thinking no one is around.
Staring at their phone, hovering over an unsent message.
Listening to music in a quiet space.
Finding them in a secluded, out of the way place.
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