helreginn

[helreginn]

&. 𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐬 (𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬?) 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

(  various  dialogue  prompts  to  send  to  your  worst  enemy  (affectionate).  feel  free  to  change  how  you  seem  fit.  )

❛ oh great, it's you again. ❜

❛ you? kill me? that's funny. ❜

❛ for being someone you hate, i'm sure on your mind a lot. ❜

❛ you're the last person i wanted to see, actually. ❜

❛ do us both a favor. stay away from me. ❜

❛ you really are an asshole, you know that? ❜

❛ i'm the asshole? what does that make you then? ❜

❛ sometimes i think you must hate me. ❜

❛ i thought you said you never wanted to see me again. ❜

❛ if you want me to go, then you have to tell me to leave. ❜

❛ well, someone's cranky today. ❜

❛ well, someone needs to shut the fuck up. ❜

❛ just stay out of my way. ❜

❛ of all the idiots in the world, i'm stuck with you. ❜

❛ what is it you want this time? ❜

❛ sometimes i wonder if you're in love with me. ❜

❛ do you honestly think this is easy for me? ❜

❛ why would i ever want to be friends with you? ❜

❛ can we please just talk? ❜

❛ there is nothing for us to talk about. ❜

❛ you can yell at me later. just let me help you. ❜

❛ touch me, and you're dead. ❜

❛ oh, so now you care? ❜

❛ there is something deeply wrong with you. ❜

❛ i know i'm the last person you probably want to see, but... ❜

❛ you don't think we could be friends, do you? ❜

❛ i'm tired of fighting against you. ❜

❛ don't pretend you give a shit about me. ❜

❛ you're an idiot, but... i trust you. ❜

❛ oh, don't be cute. ❜

❛ wait, did you just say that i'm cute? ❜

❛ we're not good for each other. ❜

❛ if i say yes, will you shut up? ❜

❛ don't you have to be stupid somewhere else? ❜

❛ maybe we should kiss just to break the tension. ❜

❛ i'm sorry i can't turn off my feelings as easily as you. ❜

❛ maybe there's a universe out there where we're friends. ❜

❛ how can you be so smart yet so dumb at the same time? ❜

❛ don't think this changes anything between us. ❜

❛ you look ridiculous in that outfit, by the way. ❜

❛ if you die, i'll kill you. ❜

❛ is that a challenge? ❜

❛ ah, so you're not heartless after all. ❜

❛ i don't think i've ever seen you smile. ❜

❛ you never cared about me, so why now? ❜

❛ why didn't you kill me when you had the chance? ❜

❛ i don't even remember why we started fighting. ❜

❛ i don't have time for distractions right now. ❜

❛ you're not as bad as everyone says you are. ❜

❛ enemies make the best lovers, you know. ❜

[helreginn]

𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐃 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐐𝐔𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒.

All sentences were taken from different sources about romance, marriage and specially arranged marriage and what that entails. Mentions of affairs, mistresses, wedding ceremonies and medieval talks of what marriage entails follow. Change names, pronouns and locations however you see fit.

Marriage is a marriage, whether it is arranged or not. Both necessitate the same level of dedication.

It’s not an option to be best friends with your life partner; it’s a requirement for a firm foundation in a long-term relationship.

Arranged marriage is not always a bed of roses, but it is possible to achieve with love and faith.

It’s different for women, isn’t it? They have no choice where they go. They grow up in a prison and then get married into one.

Is there anything more courageous/stupid than saying yes to spend your life with someone you have no idea about?

The country was as much of a mystery to me as the man I had married.

One day you’ll be in love with me.

You could be a titled lady. 

I have avoided the fate my father had planned for me. Surely it is I who has won, not he.

I do not care about power and wealth, father. I want to marry for love.

But if you were matched, what do you think she'd be like?

We're supposed to be unable to keep our hands off of each other. 

In this case the time is not so important for me, the person asking for commitment is.

We are trapped by convention and must marry another.

Every good child knows: duty before your heart's desire.

I am to be a bride, but whose? 

I married you to stop the bloodshed, and you keep killing. When will it be enough- when?

I found out soon after we met that Leah’s father had promised her in marriage to some young Pole.

If I ever get into an arranged marriage, I want it to be like theirs.

Arranged marriages require effort; constantly and every day. And where there is love, you want to make these efforts.

A successful arranged marriage can help climb the biggest mountain and build the biggest empire.

An arranged marriage is like wine; it tastes good with time.

You will marry him and do your duty to your House.

You are my daughter and you will do as I say. End of discussion.

Love? What does love have to do with marriage?

He'll honour his duty to family and swallow it.

I was three when my parents promised me. When a deal was struck. 

 So I was raised to be his wife. I was taught my favorite color was gold because his favorite color was gold. I was told my favorite foods were his favorite foods

I never thought what it would actually be like to have him... be gone. 

I was raised for him, and now I am... new. I am brand-new. And I do not even know how to breathe air he does not exhale.

A bride at her second marriage does not wear a veil. She wants to see what she is getting.

Marriage is a financial contract; I have enough contracts already.

The dowry, not the wife, is the object of attraction.

Arranged marriages work like this. The girl is hardly asked and is expected to follow whatever her parents deem fit.

Marry, that marry is the very theme I came to talk of.

Maybe she'll be beautiful. Maybe she'll be rich. As long as she brings swords and men.

Perhaps love is a minor madness.

It doesn't matter who the seed is. The important thing is that it has a place in your womb.

Her maidenhood will seal an alliance and must be kept safe.

Every married woman knows a man can have mistresses and we must look the other way.

All I ask is, that you do not cast me aside. Have mistresses and lovers as you please, but confide in me as I am to be your wife.

A husband’s first and foremost job in a marriage is to protect and love his wife.

Touching without looking had been incredibly arousing.

In my opinion, most marriages are based either on money or the fear of being alone.

I want you in every way there is to want. I want you in any way you choose to share.

I'm free to do with my wife as I fucking please.

The marriage of convenience lasts until you become an inconvenience.

Ours is a marriage of convenience and nothing more.

From now on, you're sleeping in our room. There's no chance in hell I'm letting you sleep far away from me again.

You agreed to this marriage and didn’t even dare to ask my opinion on the matter.

You're going to bend, and so am I. We're going to compromise, negotiate, and distract each other.

Being together means our priorities are going to change.

Men marry because they are tired; women, because they are curious: both are disappointed.

I don't think I am likely to marry, Harry. I am much too in love.

It is certainly romantic to be in love, but there's nothing romantic about a definite proposal.

They are royals, whoever they marry is not their choice but who is better for the crown.

That is a match made in a boardroom.

Once you are wed to another, you will forget me. 

I will marry a man who desires me but I have no interest in. 

I will not be a secret kept in shadows. Once you are wed, I will leave.

How can I marry them, when I am in love with another? It is not fair to them, that I think of you when I’m with them.

Ever since I met you, no one else has been worth thinking about.

Behave yourself, out here, we are wed and what you do, reflects on me.

You are being sold like a mare and do not care.

Once I bore him a son, he shall be happy, I know it.

We hate one another but for peace, we must wed. At least, let us enjoy this part of the contract.

I am doing this for my family and for the terms you offer.

A marriage is simply an alliance.

All will be well, love can be found in a marriage. If not love, at least, good company. 

Do your duty and give him sons.  That’s all men want.

I will not be paraded around in a bedding ceremony. I will wed them and bed them, but I will not be humiliated. 

You think this title gives me power, but you forget, I am a woman.

I am lucky enough to have options. None who please me but at least, I can choose one.

Come to bed now, husband. It is our wedding night, after all.

[helreginn]

SOME PROMPTS FOR PICKING UP/CARRYING MUSES BC WHY NOT

1)  for sender to pick up a sleepy receiver and carry them to bed.

2)  for receiver to pick up a sleepy sender and carry them to bed. 

3)  our muses are hiking and receiver is tired so sender picks them up to carry them the rest of the way. 

4)  our muses are hiking and sender is tired so receiver picks them up to carry them the rest of the way. 

5)  for sender to pick up receiver who keeps insisting they aren’t tired and carry them to bed anyway. 

6)  for receiver to pick up sender who keeps insisting they aren’t tired and carry them to bed anyway. 

7)  sender has been sitting in receiver’s lap but receiver needs to get up for something,  so they just simply carry sender with them. 

8)  receiver has been sitting in sender’s lap but sender needs to get up for something,  so they just simply carry receiver with them. 

9)  sender sprained their ankle so receiver sweeps them into their arms to carry them to get treated. 

10)  receiver sprained their ankle so sender sweeps them into their arms to carry them to get treated. 

11)  sender walks into kitchen while receiver is cooking,  receiver picks them up and sets them on the counter. 

12)  receiver walks into kitchen while sender is cooking,  sender picks them up and sets them on the counter. 

13)  our muses are kissing and sender picks up receiver to make it easier. 

14)  our muses are kissing and receiver picks up sender to make it easier. 

15)  sender picks up receiver and places them on the hood of their car while talking. 

16)  receiver picks up sender and places them on the hood of their car while talking. 

17)  sender picks up receiver and places them on the hood of their car while making out. 

18)  receiver picks up sender and places them on the hood of their car while making out. 

19)  things are getting heated between our muses and sender picks up receiver,  placing them on a table/desk/counter rather than making it to the bed. 

20)  things are getting heated between our muses and receiver picks up sender,  placing them on a table/desk/counter rather than making it to the bed. 

21)  sender picks up receiver just because. 

22)  receiver picks up sender just because. 

23)  our muses are walking somewhere together and sender spontaneously picks up receiver to carry them the rest of the way. 

24)  our muses are walking somewhere together and receiver spontaneously picks up sender to carry them the rest of the way. 

25)  sender has been working too hard,  receiver carries them away to force them to rest. 

26)  receiver has been working too hard,  sender carries them away to force them to rest. 

27)  sender is trying to do something rash so receiver simply picks them up to make them stop and listen. 

28)  receiver is trying to do something rash so sender simply picks them up to make them stop and listen. 

29)  in a moment of pure joy,  sender picks up receiver and spins them around. 

30)  in a moment of pure joy,  receiver picks up sender and spins them around. 

[helreginn]

send in " i'm passing the phone to someone who..." " + a reference to something the receiver's muse either did one time or does regularly that deserves a bit of teasing and a bit of a call-out, and the receiver's muse will respond in turn!

EXAMPLE: "i'm passing the phone to someone who still doesn't know the difference between anchovies and artichokes." "...i'm passing the phone to someone who thinks the lyrics to elton john's tiny dancer are "all the clubs have tiny dancers"."

[helreginn]

"Let me see.." She pressed a cool hand to Sasha's forehead. No fever. She didn't even bother to lift her again to look at her face. The snot was plenty apparent.

"I would say yes," Lomiphel whispered, giving a small nod to her companion as she cradled and rocked the little girl in her arms and noticeably softened her voice, "My sweet child, put that thought so far from your mind."

Over her shoulder she gave Zigur a questioning glance. Not about Nimruzîr or even Sasha. Her anger burned bright and it burned fast. All that remained was concern. For him also. She wondered if he was genuinely worried. An overwhelming sense for one that rarely deigned to feel it..

@sashaofravenlock | @admirableringmaker

Tiny arms hugged her mother tightly, many tears dampening her dress as her nose started to run. She sniffed deeply, trying to prevent ruining yet another person's clothing.

"I don't want to die like Nimruzîr..."

His illness was not bad, even when it spread to his family, though there were whispers that what really killed them was their connection to the Faithful. Such things were lost upon a child though.

@helreginn | @admirableringmaker

[helreginn]

"Have." Hel corrected. Much of her culture was gone - at least as far as the overrealms were aware. But so much of it lived on. In the people still alive. In Hel's own halls. It was quieter and it was less often but the living - or living adjacent - memory was still an oft spoken treat.

She laughed, "And the practical effects! They dazzle me with the emphasis they added even back then but now? Sometimes I am unsure they lack the understanding of magic they claim to."

Saima could see that Hel had been working so much through it. And the sheer amount of progress that seemed to be made over the course of that time was something that they couldn't help but respect.

"Oh, certainly. I also enjoy that. It's when they really go for it - over the top and all that you really can see the best of what they are capable of. I can see how that can be comforting even to see something that reminds you of the stories you had at home."

[helreginn]

Hel bit back her words. If she found no enjoyment in his company, she would simply not entertain it. But he seemed to find some morbid delight in being a menacing presence so she let it alone.

"An odd passtime, but I respect it." She instead remarked dryly.

The redhead laughed, "That one I have more experience with." With or without intent. She, like her father before her, was made to annoy.

She blinked twice in quick succession. A moment of silence carried before she answered, "I would say it's likely."

"Not for you, perhaps." He grinned, showing his teeth for probably the first time. "To me it is a great joy to bring others such misery." Why else would he endeavor, and so often? Nyk made no pretense at being anything more or less than a wretched creature.

"Or, failing that, great annoyance." His expression eased. It was not to say that he did not make friends, only that they must possess a fearsome appetite for nonsense.

"Adventures? Will there be dead folk?"

[helreginn]

She had meant it. This was no way to have him stay, but she'd be a liar if she said his acceptance of her leaving didn't crush her spirit. He didn't even try to dissuade her!

A sigh that sounded more like a death rattle deflated her lungs as she failed to blink back her tears. His hands were warm as ever but they left her feeling cold.

This was only the first age. But she had lived so, so many more. How is it that she only now learned how painful adult concepts of love and relationships could be? Times past, she would have stayed. At the expense of herself and her heart. She still wanted to. But stagnant water may only fester and she could feel the ret beginning in her bones.

Turning to press another kiss to his hand, this time inside his palm, Hel sniffled and nodded slow. "Ask Melian if you cannot find my home again."

Home. Was that not these very arms? The rooms they claimed together? She winced, physical pain conjured by too-heavy emotions.

"She.." Hel inhaled, a hollow rasping sound, "She knows how to pierce the magic that hides it."

The world was hollow. There was a grief in his heart that he could not name. It was guilt, or shame, or regret - all three, tangled and twisted together. He knew he was being unfair. He could not ask her to stay and he could not allow her to leave. He wanted her to see his point and agree, and for the matter to be dropped.

You turn from me. 

The truth was bitter, because he saw plainly that there was no alternative. He loved her. Deeply, truly, a love as deep and steady as the sea. But he was an inexperienced sailor, and the waves of his emotions battered him between the rocks; crushed on either side by duty to love and duty to home.

Someday there would be a world where he did not have to choose. 

He cupped her face gently, his eyes watery.

“Be safe, my love. We will speak on my time. They say absence only makes reuniting sweeter, do they not?”

[helreginn]

blood, blood, gallons of the stuff ! a collection of icky, bloody prompts for those who like to choose violence. actions are reversible. general warning for blood, violence, murder, death.

𝚂𝙿𝙾𝙺𝙴𝙽 :

" that's a lot of blood. "

" it isn't mine. "

" what did you do ? "

[ sigh ] " what did you do ? "

" come on. have a taste. "

" holy shit, are you okay ? "

" it looks worse than it feels. "

" you should see the other guy. "

" it's a good look on you. you should get covered in blood more often. "

" lean on me. "

" oh my god. oh my god, oh my god, what the fuck ? is that what i fucking think it is ? "

" . . . gross. "

[ standing over a body ] " oops. "

" is that a fucking body ? "

" look, i'm sorry, okay ? "

" what the hell happened ? "

" before you say anything, it wasn't me. "

" at least it wasn't me this time. "

" look at me. this is who i am, no matter how much you pretend it isn't. "

" look at me. this is who i am, no matter how much you wish it wasn't. "

" i'm not scared of you. "

" you don't scare me. "

" shut up and let me help you. "

" i got your shirt all bloody. "

" let's get you cleaned up. "

" that looks like it hurts. "

" i'm fine, just. . . give me a minute. "

" we are so fucked. "

" what the fuck is wrong with you ? "

" are you gonna help me clean it up or not ? "

" the fucker deserved it. "

" red looks good on you. "

" what the hell did you do ; tap - dance all over the body with ice - skates ? "

" what, did you run over the body with your car a couple times after ? "

" i. . . i didn't mean to. . . "

" sorry. fuck, i'm sorry. "

" this isn't what it looks like. "

" it was an accident. "

" motherfucker ran right into my knife, i swear. "

" people need to look both ways before crossing. . . bullets. "

" would you believe me if i said wrong place, wrong time ? "

" hey, look at me. i don't care. are you okay ? "

" they deserved it, right ? please tell me they deserved it. "

" you're bleeding. "

" what the fuck happened to you ? "

" you're getting blood on the carpet. "

" sit down before you fall down. "

" that looks like a you problem. "

𝚄𝙽𝚂𝙿𝙾𝙺𝙴𝙽 :

sender spits out a mouthful of blood at receiver's feet

sender spits out a mouthful of blood on receiver

receiver finds sender covered in blood

sender tries desperately to stop receiver's bleeding

sender helps receiver clean up after a kill

sender wipes blood from receiver's face with a washcloth

sender wipes blood from receiver's face with their thumb

sender licks receiver's blood off a knife

sender licks receiver's blood off their thumb

sender lights up a cigarette a foot away from someone they killed before offering one to receiver

receiver finds sender stood over a body

sender stitches up receiver's wound [ optional wound placement ]

sender digs their finger into receiver's wound [ optional wound placement ]

sender frantically checks receiver for injuries under all the blood

sender guides receiver's bloody hands under a faucet / water source and begins washing them clean

sender bites receiver hard enough to draw blood

sender tilts receiver's head back to staunch a nosebleed

sender draws a smiley face out of the blood they spilled :)

receiver finds sender cleaning up a kill in a daze

sender looks receiver in the eye as they shoot / stab / kill someone

sender ruffles receiver's hair, getting blood all over their hand

sender gets some of receiver's blood on them and makes a face

sender flicks blood at receiver to annoy them

sender stomps in a pool of blood to splash it on receiver

sender slips in their victim's blood but receiver steadies them before they can fall

sender steadies receiver when they slip in the blood sender spilled

receiver comes home to sender covered in blood and waiting for them with all the lights off

sender spits out a tooth and it hits receiver

sender tries to wipe blood off receiver but the blood on their hands just makes it worse

sender takes an injury meant for receiver

sender shows up on receiver's doorstep covered in blood

sender sits down quietly next to receiver after receiver kills someone

sender punches receiver in the mouth

receiver watches sender lick the blood off their fingers like its cheeto dust

sender helps receiver bury a body

sender hugs receiver just to get their victim's blood all over them <3

sender hugs receiver just to get their blood all over them <3

sender leans on receiver for support

sender kills someone to protect receiver

receiver finds sender in a frenzy maiming a body after they've already killed it

sender kills someone and the blood spatters on receiver

receiver finds sender desperately trying to wash the blood off of themself

sender kisses receiver to taste the blood on their busted lip

sender shoots / stabs receiver non - fatally as a warning

[helreginn]

Intimidation Meme

Sometimes it’s difficult for people to seek contact with each other because they can feel intimidated by others. Using this meme, you can send the symbols to my askbox that represent to you how intimidating I am to you. This way, it could be more clear to both sides how things are based on these feelings.

😗 - YOU ARE THE SOFTEST BEING. 😀 - I’m not afraid of reaching out to you. 😃 - To me, you are easy to approach. 😊 - I think you are a really friendly person. 😶 - I’m not sure if I can reach out to you. 😐 - You seem a little distant from others. 😓 - I feel like you would not really like me. 😲 - I’m afraid of reaching out to you. 😟 - I wish I had the courage to start talking to you. 😥 - I am very intimidated by you. I wish it wasn’t that way, because you seem cool. 😫 - I admire you from the sidelines because you seem cool and I’m just a dork. 😧 - Senpai, notice me???? 😦 - I feel really insecure when I want to reach out to you. 😨 - You intimidate me….a whole damn lot. 😭 - I wish I could be your friend but to me, you are so hard to reach out to. 😱 - I am so incredibly intimidated by you, it even makes me a little anxious sometimes. 💀 - OH MY GOD DON’T EAT ME PLEASE

[helreginn]

general reminders to make you role play days easier .

allow yourself to set boundaries !

clear your thoughts and concerns with your partners !

ask when you are uncertain !

allow yourself to say no !

let go of any unnecessary guilt !

it's better to have messaged one time too many than one too few !

ask for help !

allow yourself to clean out your inbox and threads !

take breathing breaks !

the amount of likes do not define you or your content !

role play is mean to to be fun, and the second it starts affecting you or your health negatively it's a sign that you need to realign your priorities. ❤️

[helreginn]

♢      —        send  [ THEY’RE A 10 BUT … ]  and finish it in my muse’s inbox.

[helreginn]

"Why wouldn't they? You are an adult. There is a documented history of neglect, if not abuse. When we leave, the only thing left is blood. And anything more is for the lawyers."

Felet almost flinched back when Hel stepped in closer. He looked at the court room, knowing his birthmother was waiting inside. The woman who had locked him away for most of his life. Who hadn't wanted him. "What if they won't terminate her rights?"

[helreginn]

The vibrations of his laughter against her chest had much the same effect as a cat's purr. She exhaled, soft and calm as she held him close.

"I suppose it makes sense. My friends also peer into me as if I am glass."

Her eyes lowered as her mouth rose to meet his. She smiled into his kiss and then, as they parted, she brought her fingers and her gaze up to touch those very same lips, lingering there a moment before looking him in the eye.

"I would hope not," she laughed, teasing. "I am an immense presence, I take up far more space than anyone realizes until I am gone."

Finally, she pulled her fingers down, slowly dragging his lip before letting her touch away and held him entirely around his chest as she cuddled up to him, "But you promise you will tell me if you are? Complaining? Forever is a long time. It's healthy to part sometimes. I know I didn't.. have the best grasp on that at the start. I'm sorry."

@helreginn from [X]

"How do you do that?" Hel asked, her brows slightly squinted as she reached up with the hand that wasn't holding his waist to tuck some of his hair back behind his pointed ear as she looked upon him with an undeniable affection. "How do you say what I mean to? What I feel, about you? Every time I try to put it into words, they come out all jumbled and nonsensical. And then you speak them to me as if you plucked them right out of my thoughts." She stilled her hand against his cheek and pressed as close to him as the back of the chair she stood on would allow, "I knew you were in my heart and in my soul. Tell me, Mablung, how long have you been in my head?"

His laughter rumbled in his chest, as he leaned into her touch. Always, he sought to be close to her, to know she was near, and every parting seemed more bitter than the last, even when they parted in joy.

“I am very well read you know,” he said, soft amusement in his voice. “Perhaps you have the heart of a poet, and I see it reflected on the page.” 

He kissed her, soft and fleeting. 

“Or maybe we just spend too much time together. Not that I am complaining, though.”

[helreginn]

Hel wailed. Soulfully, despondently, irrevocably sad. The kind of sadness that had been buried so long and so deep noone knew it existed until it was dug up on accident. Some part of her rationally understood that she was safe. Angrboda was there and they would not be parted again. Not.. not in the way they had been once. Not with the same morose finality.

But the larger part of her was still that small girl. Traumatized and alone. Crying and pleading for this very embrace. And somehow this felt worse. She knew the episodes brought on by fear and panic. The ones brought on by night terrors and errant memories. Even the ones brought on by the proximity to people she felt had blood still on their hands.

Those, she could handle.

This? This panic attack brought on by the.. feeling of safety? She couldn't dissociate her way out of it.

And even her mother's quiet reassurances only found her sobbing harder. A manic, squealing cry. Snot ridden. Tear soaked. Helpless.

Anger and grief rose inside her like bile in her throat as something deep in her heart craved revenge against those who separated them - against the ones who, when all was said and done, were the reason her child now sobbed in her arms. And yet, it took only a moment for her to redirect her focus again; the grief remained, but the anger was soothed by the simple need to protect her daughter from further pain as best she could.

How ironic, for Angrboða to be the one wishing to lessen somebody's sorrows.

As Hel's cheek pressed against her chest, long fingers moved to stroke through her hair in a manner which felt as instinctive as breathing.

"Breathe, litla. I have you." Angrboða whispered against her hair. "I will not let you go." Not again.

[helreginn]

"Says who? You?" She shook her head saliently, "No. Too, too much to do."

"You can rest right now?" the Doctor suggested.

[helreginn]

muse speech pattern thoughts

do they use contractions and shortenings ("can't" but also "gonna")

do they use multiple contractions, shouldn't've

do they talk Around a point or do they talk To the point ("There's a lot of light that's actually hitting the bush so you could argue it's any colour and while there are a lot of different shades of different colours in the individual leaves, from my current position it's pretty obvious the bush is green," versus "It's green.")

what is the 'feel' of the way they speak? does it feel ancient? does it feel refined? does it feel comfortable, gentle, warm? does it feel safe? (does it feel crass, dangerous, on the edge of danger?)

how urgently do they speak, is it rapid? do they take their time to figure out what they want to say before they say it?

do they say things by mistake, do words sometimes come out of their mouth that shouldn't come out of their mouth?

do they include pronouns when they're not strictly necessary ('I'm going to to the shops do you want anything' vs 'Going to the shops, want anything?')

do they have the jargon for a particular topic and if so do they use the jargon around the person they're talking to

colloquialisms? slang?

do they rely on the relatedness principle ("Is the news on?" / "It's six o'clock." and they rely on people assuming the answer is related to the question, even though it could be completely unrelated) or do they prefer to explicitly spell things out ("Is the news on?" / "Not yet, but it will be in another half an hour.")

what are the words or turns of phrase they often use to change the subject or bring up something new ("Tell you what though-", "Although...", "On the other hand,", "Anyway,")

do they mimic their speaking partner's linguistic traits at least a little i.e. if their partner says "fuck" are they more likely to say "fuck" themselves? or would they stick with whatever word they naturally use? (or if your muse says 'fuck' and someone else says 'sex', would they mirror the word 'sex' or would your muse still say fuck?)

does your muse swear?

does your muse use the words 'i promise' to make promises or do they just say something ("I love you.") or use another version of the words ("You have my word.")

do they say 'please' and 'thank you' to strangers? do they say it to their friends? loved ones? how do they say 'please' and how do they say 'thank you'?

how do they go about disagreeing with someone?