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SEND MY MUSE CURIOUS ANONS!!

Send them:

Questions about their relationships

Invasive, uncomfortable personal questions

Ask them about their childhood

Throw random, weird thoughts at them

Confess to them anything you want

Give thought provoking headcanon asks

Character development questions

Questions about any interactions you’ve seen on the blog

Questions about any ships you’ve seen on the blog

Questions about my muses feelings about other muses from the fandom

Anything else you may be interested in knowing about my muse. 

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"Oh-" the android started to say, momentarily breaking character. Even though she was working, Arma was still a softie, and the realness of the gesture stunned her. In a good way, of course. This stranger seemed so sad initially, and such a little thing had helped out so noticeably. Unfortunately, though, it also caused the ill-fitting costume's head to suddenly topple off Arma's shoulders, and the sun flooded her unusually sensitive eyes.

"Ah," she hissed quietly, jamming her eyes shut and covering her face, "I am so sorry."

Silently, and with the awkward motions of someone wearing a forty pound costume, Arma leaned forward and wrapped her stubby arms around this stranger. The normally poised, catlike android wasn't used to walking around in a giant, cumbersome theme park costume, and as she leaned over, the felt and wire head of the cartoon character she was dressed as bopped the recipient in the forehead slightly.

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The android released the bee from her grasp, watching it fly away with quiet fascination. There was a monolithic property to this stranger, as if she had fallen out of outer space. She looked like she should be lurking around the corners of a gloomy, brutalist skyscraper, rather than bothering a wholesome beekeeper.

"And what becomes of them when they can no longer produce honey? Do you eat them?"

Annalise pulls out the square of honeycomb from its box, its inhabitants buzzing around her curiously, but not aggressively. The bees knew by now that Annalise was no threat; she simply took what they made in excess, in exchange for feeding them sweet nectar and fresh pollen from her garden.

After brushing away some stragglers, Annalise cut into the thick, waxy comb, before pulling away a large chunk.

"Here, try some." She grins, holding out the honeycomb with her fingers. The sweet, sticky honey, golden in the sunlight, dripped down in slow rivulets down the comb and onto her hand, but she didn't mind.

A few stray honeybees nestled down into her hair, mistaking it for a field of blue flowers.

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Silently, and with the awkward motions of someone wearing a forty pound costume, Arma leaned forward and wrapped her stubby arms around this stranger. The normally poised, catlike android wasn't used to walking around in a giant, cumbersome theme park costume, and as she leaned over, the felt and wire head of the cartoon character she was dressed as bopped the recipient in the forehead slightly.

she opens up her arms for a hug. "could really use it right now..." she mumbles with a pathetic pout.

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@songofsilentechoes

"You're not supposed to, but sometimes I do," the android cooed, curling the phone's cord around her finger, "I can't help it. I can't slam doors on people."

It was an old friend from New York, another android named Gemballa, that managed to find her number somehow. It pained Arma to know that reuniting with one of her few friends from her old life was likely impossible; crossing the hazardous wasteland was time consuming, expensive, and above all, extremely dangerous. Androids were also not allowed to fly on most airlines.

"But yes, there's her, my neighbors, a few others. She's really...she's really sweet. Sometimes, if I'm eating dinner late, I'll set out an extra plate..."

Thunder crashed.

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source Moto Vitelloni - Wheels n' wings.

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WEIRDLY SPECIFIC BUT HELPFUL CHARACTER BUILDING QUESTIONS

What’s the lie your character says most often?

How loosely or strictly do they use the word ‘friend’?

How often do they show their genuine emotions to others versus just the audience knowing?

What’s a hobby they used to have that they miss?

Can they cry on command? If so, what do they think about to make it happen?

What’s their favorite [insert anything] that they’ve never recommended to anyone before?

What would you (mun) yell in the middle of a crowd to find them? What would their best friend and/or romantic partner yell?

How loose is their use of the phrase ‘I love you’?

Do they give tough love or gentle love most often? Which do they prefer to receive?

What fact do they excitedly tell everyone about at every opportunity?

If someone was impersonating them, what would friends / family ask or do to tell the difference?

What’s something that makes them laugh every single time? Be specific!

When do they fake a smile? How often?

How do they put out a candle?

What’s the most obvious difference between their behavior at home, at work, at school, with friends, and when they’re alone?

What kinds of people do they have arguments with in their head?

What do they notice first in the mirror versus what most people first notice looking at them?

Who do they love truly, 100% unconditionally (if anyone)?

What would they do if stuck in a room with the person they’ve been avoiding?

Who do they like as a person but hate their work? Vice versa, whose work do they like but don’t like the person?

What common etiquette do they disagree with? Do they still follow it?

What simple activity that most people do / can do scares your character?

What do they feel guilty for that the other person(s) doesn’t / don’t even remember?

Did they take a cookie from the cookie jar? What kind of cookie was it?

What subject / topic do they know a lot about that’s completely useless to the direct plot?

How would they respond to being fired by a good boss?

What’s the worst gift they ever received? How did they respond?

What do they tell people they want? What do they actually want?

How do they respond when someone doesn’t believe them?

When they make a mistake and feel bad, does the guilt differ when it’s personal versus when it’s professional?

When do they feel the most guilt? How do they respond to it?

If they committed one petty crime / misdemeanor, what would it be? Why?

How do they greet someone they dislike / hate?

How do they greet someone they like / love?

What is the smallest, morally questionable choice they’ve made?

Who do they keep in their life for professional gain? Is it for malicious intent?

What’s a secret they haven’t told serious romantic partners and don’t plan to tell?

What hobby are they good at in private, but bad at in front of others? Why?

Would they rather be invited to an event to feel included or be excluded from an event if they were not genuinely wanted there?

How do they respond to a loose handshake? What goes through their head?

What phrases, pronunciations, or mannerisms did they pick up from someone / somewhere else?

If invited to a TED Talk, what topic would they present on? What would the title of their presentation be?

What do they commonly misinterpret because of their own upbringing / environment / biases? How do they respond when realizing the misunderstanding?

What language would be easiest for them to learn? Why?

What’s something unimportant / frivolous that they hate passionately?

Are they a listener or a talker? If they’re a listener, what makes them talk? If they’re a talker, what makes them listen?

Who have they forgotten about that remembers them very well?

Who would they say ‘yes’ to if invited to do something they abhorred / strongly didn’t want to do?

Would they eat something they find gross to be polite?

What belief / moral / personality trait do they stand by that you (mun) personally don’t agree with?

What’s a phrase they say a lot?

Do they act on their immediate emotions, or do they wait for the facts before acting?

Who would / do they believe without question?

What’s their instinct in a fight / flight / freeze / fawn situation?

What’s something they’re expected to enjoy based on their hobbies / profession that they actually dislike / hate?

If they’re scared, who do they want comfort from? Does this answer change depending on the type of fear?

What’s a simple daily activity / motion that they mess up often?

How many hobbies have they attempted to have over their lifetime? Is there a common theme?

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Send me “/)///v///(\” to see how my muse would talk about yours, to another person.

People tend to speak their minds openly when the subjected person is absent– or seemingly so! Have your muse overhear what they weren’t meant to hear about them!

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The hostess watched at him, his reflection bouncing off her sunglasses. She licked her lips, a long, forked tongue dancing between rows of sharp fangs. It was like if a shark met a snake. In an instant, the gesture disappeared behind her shiny black lipstick, though.

"Very interesting, sir." Arma cooed, gently placing a laminated menu in front of him. A moped zoomed past the patio. "I can throw that away for you, if you're done with it."

Butch is casually picking his teeth with what looks to be a pointed bone.

“Toothpick? Sorta. This’s natures toothpick! A ‘coons baculum bone. When y’prep it th’ right way, it’ll get int’ every nook n’ cranny ‘round yer teeth.”

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the soft siren herself

same character, 8 years apart

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from 8 years ago 🥺

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reference image :)

everything is alive

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A Series of Seaside Mishaps.

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