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I'M MOVING ALL MY MUSES TO ONE CONSISTENT PLACE , that being a multi !! like this post if you want to be followed by it . I just ask one thing and that's you plan / anticipate us interacting either ic or ooc in the near future.

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― Through a Glass Darkly (1961) “I’ll decide for myself what I want to do.”

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Hilda Hilst, from With My Dog-Eyes

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I don’t headcanon anything I just know and perceive the truth

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“I love the grey area between right and wrong.”

— Dan Brown, “Interview with NPR” (via wordsnquotes)

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RICHARD SIKEN / WAR OF THE FOXES Change pronouns as necessary and tweak sentences as appropriate!

I am faithful to you, darling.

When you bang on the wall you have to remember you’re on both sides of it but go ahead, yell at yourself.

Some people don’t understand anything.

He’s easy to desire since there’s not much to him.

No one wants to know what’s in his head.

To make something beautiful should be enough. It isn’t. It should be.

You’d break your heart to make it bigger.

Will you defend yourself? From me, I mean.

Let’s kill something.

I prefer to blame others, it’s easier.

All these ghosts come streaming down and I wish I had something else.

We all move forward anyway. Ripples in all directions.

What is a ghost? Something dead that seems to be alive. Something dead that doesn’t know it’s dead.

All thoughts finish themselves eventually.

Can we love nature for what it really is: predatory?

When you have nothing to say, set something on fire.

I wanted to explain myself to myself in an understandable way.

Something’s not right about what I’m doing but I’m still doing it.

The enormity of my desire disgusts me.

Look away but I’m still there.

Want something to chase you? Run.

Take only what you need.

Never finish a war without starting another.

I’ve seen your true face: the back of your head. If you were walking away, keep walking.

The fear: that nothing survives. The greater fear: that something does.

All these things and what to do with them. We carve up the world all the time.

I like dead things. They cannot hurt me.

We like things related to our survival: soup, arrows - they expand the range of the species.

My body is a graveyard.

People like to think war means something.

Let’s admit, without apology, what we do to each other. We know who our enemies are. We know.

There are many loves but only one war.

You will need to comfort him, or we will never be finished with this.

You cannot have an opponent if you keep saying yes.

Its roots in the ground and its branches in the air, a tree is pulled in two directions.

The boy is a bird, bad bird. He falls out of trees.

You cannot get in the way of anyone’s path to God. You can, but it does no good.

Some say God is where we put our sorrow.

In the wrong light anyone can look like a darkness.

What can you know about a person?

Difficult thing, to be scrutinized so long.

Even when I look away I am still looking.

Everyone secretly wants to collaborate with the enemy, to construct a truer version of the self.

How much can you change and get away with it, before you turn into someone else, before it’s some kind of murder?

Why build a room you can live in? Why build a shed for your fears?

There wasn’t much left but it felt like him, wild and scared.

The best part of spirituality is reverence. There are other parts. Some people like to hear the sound of their own voice.

If you don’t believe in God, then who are you talking to?

But truth doesn’t count in law, only proof.

Was I discovered or invented? Feels like I’ve always been here.

Measure yourself against the truth and not the other way around.

Perfect and completely dead.

People don’t learn anything unless they are afraid of being left behind.

Logic is boring because it works. Being unreasonable is exciting.

I am your arrival, there is no refusal, we are here, you see, together, we are already here.

This is also part of the story: how the story changes. This is something I forgot to tell you.

You might like it here. I think that you might like it here.

I tell you these things because I love you.

It’s nothing like I thought it would be and closer to what I meant.

Maybe we will wake up to the silence of shoes at the foot of the bed not going anywhere.

It reminds me of where I was going without you.

You know what it’s like to be alone: gimlets and vermicide. You know what it’s like to be alive, so forgiveness.

You asked me once, What are we made of? Well, these are the things we’re made of.

I turned my ears in all directions. I’ll live alone or in between.

Everyone needs a place. It shouldn’t be inside of someone else.

Your body told me in a dream it’s never been afraid of anything.

I live in big spaces, so I’m left alone in big spaces.

We made ourselves cold. We made ourselves snow. We smuggled ourselves into ourselves. Haunted by each other’s knowledge.

To hide somewhere is not surrender, it is trickery.

I try to guess your trajectory and end up telling my own story.

I surrender my desire to be healed.

Take it or leave it, and for the most part you take it.

Shame comes from vanity. Shame means you’re guilty, like the rest of us, but you think you’re better than we are. Maybe you are.

There is no new me, there is no old me, there’s just me, the same me, the whole time.

Don’t try to make a stronger wind, you’ll wear yourself out. Build a better sail.

You want to solve something? Get out of your own way.

What’s the difference between me and the world? Compartmentalisation.

I hope it’s love. I’m trying really hard to make it love.

I clawed my way into the light but the light is just as scary.

I’d rather quit. I’d rather be sad. It’s too much work.

I mean, maybe it’s better if my opponent wins.

What happens when I no longer want to meet you?

Nothing lasts forever: we know this.

Longing and suffering? Of course, of course. You want it to mean something.

You can disconnect it or you can try to glue it all together.

We could pull it apart, spend our whole lives pulling it apart and have no time left to do anything smart with the pieces.

The sooner you embrace it, the sooner it will leave you.

You are what you cover up.

Noise and more noise. Noise up to heaven.

One wonders why a story like this exists.

I want to give you more but not everything. You don’t need everything.

Someone has to leave first.

He was pointing at the moon but I was looking at his hand.

All this was prepared for me. All this was set in motion long ago.

I stayed as long as I could. Now look at the moon.

What does all this love amount to?

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YALL WANT A SHORT STARTER?? i need something to get started on here & learn loki's voice. No cap .

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*: ･ﾟ✧   the sinner season three episode one.

feel free to change pronouns, wording, etc. as needed!

“ i really hate to ask you this.”

“ thank you. thank you so much, you’re the best.”

“ i wanna hear some creative solutions.”

“ why do you look so scared?”

“ get here five minutes early if you can, please.”

“ you’re gonna do great.”

“ so, did you finally decide?”

“ well, i could’ve told you that about a month ago. saved you all those sleepless nights.”

“ i think it’d be good for you.”

“ oh, come on. it’s not that bad.”

“ yeah, i just wanted to tell you first.”

“ that’s all i’m saying. they’re very supportive.”

“ so there’s a problem with my attitude now? please.”

“ you’re like some cranky old labrador.”

“ and look, now you’re limping around like a goddamn zombie.”

“ it comes and goes, and it’s getting better.”

“ off we go, heigh-ho, heigh-ho!”

“ it’s over a hundred years old.”

“ you didn’t tell me it was this isolated.”

“ what if something happens and you need help?”

“ hey, look what i bought. it’s your favorite, remember?”

“ seriously. what do you do in an emergency?”

“ you have to think about these things as you’re getting older.”

“ i can still help. i’m getting better about things.”

“ you have to let me help.”

“ and maybe she’s right. maybe i’m a total snob.”

“ what the hell are you doing here?”

“ i told you not to come here.”

“ [name], i’m serious. get the hell out of here.”

“ you don’t get to tell me when to go. you fucking hear me? not this time”

“ how are you?”

“ it’s good to meet you.”

“ you didn’t tell me about this.”

“ i’m sorry for the surprise drop-in.”

“ thought maybe i’d swing by and surprise you, maybe coax you out for a beer.”

“ well, serves me right for stopping by without texting first.”

“ honestly, it’d be great, if it’s not too much trouble.”

“ yeah, it’s kind of an experiment.”

“ oh, come on. don’t be so hard on yourself.”

“ poor little [name], grasping at straws.”

“ it’s a game. first you learn the system and then you learn the system was designed to be cheated.”

“ i think of it all as adversity. a challenge by which i can know myself.”

“ is that why you’re here?”

“ sorry to pull you out of bed.”

“ it’s not bad. it’s just a couple stitches. i’m fine.”

“ they wouldn’t tell me if you were okay or not.”

“ hey, i heard about your late night. ”

“ yeah, i’m just saying, i could always fill in when personal stuff comes up.”

“ you know, i got you, you do the same for me.”

“ sorry about what happened. you’ve gone through a lot.”

“ i wasn’t exactly sober at that point, so it’s not super clear, okay.”

“ you can’t really tell [name] what to do.”

“ it’s weird, you know. it’s like… everything looks different now.”

“ like my house. i know it’s my house, but it’s not quite… my hands. they don’t seem like my hands.”

“ you’re probably in shock still.”

“ you might wanna see somebody to help you process all that.”

“ have you ever seen someone die in front of you?”

“ have you ever seen someone die in front of you? someone you care about?”

“ what was it like for you?”

“ you think it’d be horrible, but… it was like, i finally saw him for the first time .”

“ nobody told me anything.”

“ pretty secluded out here, huh?”

“ i’m sorry, what are you implying?”

“ i’m only trying to understand the situation.”

“ that’s your job, isn’t it?”

“ i think i need some fresh air.”

“ i just wanna say… i appreciate you letting me tag along on this.”

“ we always say the learning never ends.”

“ i figure i can learn a few things from a veteran like you.”

“ i gotta say, i really don’t get what you see in this.”

“ there’s no crime here, is there?”

“ i was just stopping by to see how you’re doing.”

“ is- is there a problem?”

“ did you ever mention me? you didn’t, did you?”

“ well, i’m assuming you’ve got some stories, then.”

“ this is so stupid.”

“ how would she react?”

“ don’t play this fucking game with me.”

“ you know, honestly, it’s better this way.”

“ people swear it works. i’m not sure i totally buy it.”

“ i guess it can’t hurt.”

“ i’m so- i’m so sorry, i… i’m so… i’m fine… i’m fine.”

“ well, that’s a really interesting question.”

“ it’s intriguing, i’ll give you that.”

“ i mean, there’s no proof of ill intent here, right?”

“ failure to save someone’s life, that’s not a crime.”

“ that’s what he wants everybody to believe.”

“ why didn’t you ever mention him?”

“ once you let him in, he just keeps wanting more. it’s always been like that.”

“ once we get there, the less you speak, the better.”

“ i’m not doing this.”

“ you just watch me and follow.”

“ you’re fucking crazy.”

“ no such thing. right? your words, remember?”

“ stop the car.”

“ stop the car or i will fucking jump.”

“ it’s okay. it’s all right. call 911.”

“ what are you doing?”

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𝐄𝐁𝐎𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊𝐒 𝐅𝐋𝐔𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 / 𝔫𝔬𝔯𝔡𝔦𝔠 𝔴𝔦𝔫𝔡𝔰 𝔠𝔲𝔯𝔩 '𝔯𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔡 𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔪 . he carried himself with the pride of the great aesir , cruelty of the ruinous jotunn . what was it like to be half god , half monster ?? oh , it was everything that could ruin a man . expression remained passive , eyes searching for a sign , a hint , as to what he was dealing with .

" 𝘛𝘌𝘓𝘓 𝘔𝘌 , 𝘞𝘏𝘈𝘛 , 𝘖𝘙 𝘙𝘈𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘙 𝙒𝙃𝙊 𝘼𝙍𝙀 𝙔𝙊𝙐 ?? " [ @trionfale ]

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𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐎𝐑𝐁𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐉𝐀𝐃𝐄 / 𝔡𝔞𝔤𝔤𝔢𝔯 𝔢𝔶𝔢𝔰 𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔯𝔢 . lips purse , the retract into something akin to , though not quite , a smile . still , the expression was pleasurable enough not to spark fear . nay , he enjoyed this . sharp exchanges & even sharper minds at play .

" 𝘉𝘜𝘛 𝘚𝘌𝘌 , 𝘐𝘛 𝘋𝘖𝘌𝘚𝘕'𝘛 𝘏𝘈𝘝𝘌 𝘛𝘖 𝘉𝘌 𝘚𝘖 𝘋𝘜𝘓𝘓 . 𝘛𝘏𝘐𝘕𝘒 𝘖𝘍 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝙁𝙍𝙀𝙀𝘿𝙊𝙈 𝘠𝘖𝘜 𝘊𝘖𝘜𝘓𝘋 𝘌𝘟𝘗𝘌𝘙𝘐𝘌𝘕𝘊𝘌 !! " [ @magneus ]

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Anne Carson, from “The Glass Essay”, Glass, Irony, and God

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        “𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑎𝑡 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑡 𝑓𝑢𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑠𝘩 𝑚𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡𝘩 𝑎 𝑤𝑒𝑎𝑝𝑜𝑛.                          𝑀𝑦 𝑑𝑎𝑔𝑔𝑒𝑟, 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡𝘩𝑖𝑛𝑔.                                     𝐴𝑡 𝑙𝑎𝑠𝑡, 𝑎 𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒  𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑚𝑜𝑛  𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑠𝑒.”

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𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐀 𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐏𝐎𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐍 [ ... ] 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔞 𝔳𝔬𝔦𝔠𝔢 𝔩𝔦𝔨𝔢 𝔴𝔞𝔯𝔪 𝔥𝔬𝔫𝔢𝔶 . the hum of trees rustling , a serpent slithering in the corner of one's eye . a smirk creased thin , shapely lips , the hint of teeth peeking through . lilting his head , aquiline features illuminated the mirthful , silver moonlight .

" 𝗔𝗛 ... 𝗦𝗢 𝗜𝗧 𝗖𝗢𝗠𝗘𝗦 𝗪𝗛𝗘𝗡 𝗕𝗘𝗖𝗞𝗢𝗡𝗘𝗗 . 𝙂𝙊𝙊𝘿 . " [ @starscorned / orion , fandomless v . ]

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Hello all !! I am sura [ genderfluid (she / they) , 22 , us central time ] . enter , loki of asgard . I will be taking influences from my own shit , thor , thor 2 , & thor : dark world . HEAVY MYTH INFLUENCES . light comic influences .

Notes :

Loki is masc leaning intersex

The whole fem loki thing ?? A ploy to manipulate & torment the people of asgard . he's not fem leaning or genderfluid . just a shapeshifting , deceptive ass .

no children of loki, ocs or canons , will be recognized w / o heavy plotting .

I think how Loki's been fetishized is beyond gross . keep it & ooc thirst away from me

Loki is a god above all else . He can be summoned . He is worshipped . He has human followers . Use this as you will .

Loki is grey moral at best . No justifying his actions here pls i beg of you . Especially if we are talking comics .

Im also on @unfaeyh , @postmort , @gaiama .

More tba .