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THE SOUNDS OF NIGHTMARES SENTENCE STARTERS .
a collection of roleplay / writing prompts , lifting quotes from " the sounds of nightmares " podcast based in the little nightmares universe .
" the look on your face says there's more on your mind . "
" would you like to talk about it ? "
" how are you feeling today ? "
" do you remember your nightmares ? "
" i remember ... everything . "
" i'm not sure that's true . "
" i woke up somewhere i didn't belong . "
" i don't quite follow . "
" can you try to explain ? "
" you can't understand . not unless you were there . "
" hey ! where are we ?! "
" they aren't children . not at all . "
" my mind was divided , and that's not fair to you . "
" everything is going to get worse from here . "
" help me ! please help me ! "
" who brought me here ? "
" i'll do everything i can to help you . "
" there's nothing bad inside you . nothing . "
" we're in this together . "
" take your pick . "
" sweets for my sweet . "
" do you know a way out of here ? "
" what are you working on ? "
" we're friends . friends tell each other things . "
" i'll play with you . "
" don't overdo it . "
" you were right there ! don't tell me you did nothing ! "
" you're upset with me , aren't you ? "
" are you going to leave ? like all the others ? "
" whatever you desire , it's yours . "
" everyone needs someone . "
" don't leave me alone ! "
" are you still angry with me ? "
" i'll protect you . "
" i hate being alone . "
" i understand more than you think . "
" you mean to escape , don't you ? "
" you're being unfair . "
" i can't help you if you hide things from me . "
" why did you bring me here ? "
" what do you want ? "
" why didn't you tell me ? "
" you promised me . "
" i don't feel like talking . "
" you never listen . "
" we can face these monsters together . "
" i need you . "
" i have nothing more to give . "
" take my hand again . "
" you abandoned me . "
" the more time you spend with someone , the harder it becomes to hide who you really are . "
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big sword or Fisticuffs?
Fishing rod.
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smoothers him in his chesticles, where have u beeeeen?
First of all... personal space.
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Thoughts on the HC that Meteor's singing voice is just Soken's?
...do you know... la hee?
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catches u wit a net!
HEY
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In your darkest hour, in your blackest night
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WARRIOR OF LIGHT (VIPER)
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oh wow this blog collecting dust fr
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@charmingbrute
As soon as he'd stepped across that threshold, Safiri was no longer the Warrior of Light. He wasn't the Eikon Slayer, the Liberator of Doma or the Hero of Eorzea (though Maru was inclined to let him keep the title of Stealer of Pants).
He was just Safiri.
And every single time the man was free of his armour, regardless of the state of him, Maru would wind his arms around him, press his nose into Firi's neck and just hold on for a long moment. Sometimes his lover's arms would wind around him in return. Sometimes they'd remain at his sides. Sometimes he'd feel the Hyur lean into the embrace and press his nose into soft white hair.
None of that changed even when Maru refused to be left behind again. Even though the Miqo'te was right by his side come hell or high water, the ritual remained the same.
He worried about it being overbearing. He worried that Firi wanted to strip away his armour under his own power but by the gods did Maru need to touch him. He needed to feel Firi's warmth and strength beneath his hands every moment of every damn day to know he was still there, still whole.
And he was again, though Maru cupped his cheeks and pulled him down to press his lips to a shallow scrape across the brunet's cheekbone.
He wasn't allowed to part from the Hyur afterwards either, because Safiri's hands rose to mirror the grip and their lips met in a gentle kiss. A thankyou, an assurance, an apology all rolled into one.
Maru pressed closer, made a soft noise into the kiss and had to remind himself that Firi was not a tree to be climbed as soon as his armour was off. Restraint was not entirely his forté when it came to Safiri though and he deepened the kiss, sliding a hand into short brunet hair as he did.
Barely out of his armour (and Maru was still in his gear) and the Miqo'te couldn't get enough of him.
Firi was his.
He might have to share the man with the rest of the world but there, with the closed door between them and the world beyond, Safiri was his. And he was going to make the most of every second they had together.
Breaking the kiss for air, the temptation was there to go in for another but in a remarkable display of self control, Maru held himself back, lowered his hands to Firi's chest and pressed gently.
"I want you," he admitted softly, despite it being nothing really out of the ordinary. "But more than that, I want you to stop apologising. You've nothing - nothing - to apologise for.
"I chose this. I chose you."
#saved.#don't perceive me im not even here#i just want to appreciate bean for writing about them still#love u beanie boy this so sweet and intimate
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there seems to be misconceptions that miles has not done anything recently, so we've compiled people's thoughts, people who were fine with having their input shared regarding the matter. they will be listed below. here's an imgur link if the images are not clear enough.
link: https://docs.google.com/document/d/18eeZbt7ufAgPLIhWXMttTodo5DK6Bioia6gdDsITjgY/edit?usp=sharing
link: https://www.tumblr.com/metoikhomai/714964525455212544/alright-heres-my-piece-remiles-because-its?source=share
this is just a snippet of everything that was shared. a lot of people are still not comfortable/feel safe/afraid to share their own experiences with miles, but i hope this is enough to make people understand the severity of all that happened. i purposely censored most of their names unless they specifically stated that theyre okay with it being shown. this is also the last that i will speak about the matter and can only hope that people could heal from here.
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i've been debating leaving tumblr rpc for good. it's not just because of recent events but a lot of stuff that's been building up for awhile and it's just not a fun hobby to have anymore. i realized coming here had been more timesome than enjoyable and i'm not really sure if that's something i can keep on doing without it taking a lot of toll on my mental health. i am grateful for the interactions i've had and i apologize for dropping everything that everyone has worked on, but i would like to retire from writing. i think i've exhausted all avenues on how to not get to this point, but i don't really know how to help myself anymore beyond this. thank you for your time. feel free to unfollow this blog as well as @senetaf and @brumesque
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im so weak at people teasing meteor bc i get secondhand embarrassment
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The Warrior of Light couldn't explain what came over him. To nail her on the wall with his hands, press her back against it. While with the lightest of force, it still came out of the blue. It must have been the way her eyes seemed to observe him, watch his every move, so much that he mistook her attention for aught else, or did he? At the notion of kissing her, he couldn't speak, couldn't breathe. "Lucia..." Is it wrong? Is it wrong to want that at all? And if not, must they continue? "...someone could see us."
@charmingbrute: Pin (surprise me)
sexual tension || {no longer accepting}
There was the faintest glimmer of excitement in the Garlean's eyes as her back hit the wall. Calloused hands pressed on her shoulders, keeping her to the wall, but hardly out of malice; sparring or having more intimate contact, it was a move that always seemed to fan a flame inside of her.
"You could at least kiss me, you know," Lucia purred as she glanced down at Meteor, lips curving into a playful smirk. "Or can you not reach?"
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"Good morning, Z'nakei." It was his day off. Meteor's onto his usual rounds of visiting people he cared about. With a smile, he lifted his arm to reveal that he had brought with him a good haul that she might like. It wasn't his intention to make an order, but since he's here, it's only natural to partake in her products. He placed the small bag down to her counter, making sure it was neatly packed so the smell wouldn't leak. "Yes and I would like some milkshake with it, please."
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Z'nakei was back in the kitchen piping icing onto a fresh batch of cupcakes when she heard the familiar chime of the door opening. She hurried back out to the counter, faint color rising to her cheeks as she took note of who had walked in.
One of her regulars of late! "Meteor!" The Miqo'te cheerfully called out, ears perking. She shifted to lean against the counter, letting out a pleased little hum. "Your usual?"
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#lachesism :: a study in wanting to disappear. a play in which none of the participants are willing. a song that falls on deaf ears. a metaphor no one cares to understand.
muses :: y'sterrh ┊ r'neleh ┊ fleur ┊ theo ┊ neo ┊ coyote
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↻ / ♥ to spread the word about 'em, yeah? ♥
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