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ask call!! like this & reply for who you'd like me to send a meme from !! or just like and i'll randomly pick using a generator off vibes. i'll likely use ask memes you reblogged ! 😊

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drops my spotify wrapped main info card. also i call bullshit on doomsday, the chain & hysteria. i swear ive listened to other songs more.

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In honor of SPOTIFY WRAPPED,  send me a number 1-100 and I’ll write you a starter based on the song.

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this is a starter call for my mans xander - shmash that like for a starter!! multis please specify muse

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𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐎𝐑 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.

i rewatched the etern.als. and then i got thinkin. and now you guys are on the receiving end of more protective prompts, but these little beauties are aimed more for the act of actually saving a life! bon appetit!

DIALOGUE PROMPTS.

“ what the hell were you thinking?! you could’ve been killed! “

“ hey! get away from them! “

“ if you wanna hurt them, you’re going to have to get through me, first. “

“ you underestimate how much you mean to me. i wasn’t about to let them hurt you. and i certainly wasn’t about to let them even consider killing you. “

“ i told you before. i’m not gonna let anything in this world nor the next harm you. “

“ you need to get out of here! go! i’ll buy you some more time! “

“ what are you doing?! i told you, get out of here! now! “

“ get it through your head, i’m not gonna just leave you here! “

“ now’s not the time to play the martyr, got it? you’ve got a good long life ahead of you, and i intend to keep it that way. “

“ you need to go now, okay? don’t worry. i’ve got this. they’ll want to be trying a lot harder if they want to keep me from protecting you. “

“ don’t worry about me; are YOU okay? “

“ damnit, [NAME]! i TOLD you not to play the hero! “

“ i can look after myself, you know. but… i do appreciate you stepping in back there. you saved my life. “

“ why are you so invested in keeping me alive? “

“ that was for saving my life. “

“ it’s alright, they’re gone now… are you alright? hey, look at me; are you hurt at all? “

“ are you insane?! run! “

“ were you preoccupied, or did you just really want a dramatic heroic entrance before you saved my ass? “

“ are you okay? “

“ yeah, yeah, i’m okay… are you okay? “

“ hey! why don’t you try picking on someone your own size! “

“ hurry! take my hand! “

“ get in the car! now! “

“ i’m sorry i was late… are you alright? they didn’t hurt you too badly, did they? “

ACTION PROMPTS.

add a “+ REVERSE” to switch the roles around!

[ SHIELD ]:     sender uses their own body to shield the receiver from an attack.

[ EMBRACE ]:     sender quickly wraps the receiver in a protective hug and turns so the sender’s back might take on the brunt of an on-coming attack.

[ SHOVE ]:     seeing the receiver is in immediate danger, the sender runs to them and shoves them out of the line of fire.

[ YANK ]:     seeing the receiver is in immediate danger, the sender hastily grabs them and pulls them against them, out of harm’s way.

[ TACKLE ]:     sender physically tackles the receiver out of the line of fire.

[ THROW ]:     sender throws themselves between the receiver and an on-coming attack, taking on an injury that might have been fatal to the receiver otherwise.

[ DISTRACT ]:     sender causes a distraction to draw the receiver’s attacker/s away from them.

[ FIGHT ]:     just as the receiver is about to be attacked, the sender arrives suddenly and begins to physically fight off their assailant.

[ CATCH ]:     sender manages to intervene and catch the falling receiver before they fall to their death.

[ SACRIFICE ]:     sender sacrifices themselves, either fatally or otherwise, in order to save the receiver’s life.

[ HIDE ]:     sender quickly pulls the receiver into a hiding place, hiding them from their pursuers.

[ KILL ]:     sender, seeing the receiver in immediate and intentionally fatal danger, intervenes by killing their assailant before they can kill the receiver.

[ INCAPACITATE ]:     sender, seeing the receiver in immediate danger, intervenes by knocking out their assailant before they can harm the receiver.

[ AFAR ]:     sender, having been watching the receiver’s interactions with a threat from afar, saves them from an impending attack while remaining distant from them.

[ SECRET ]:     sender, having been secretly following the receiver, saves their life from an immediate threat while remaining hidden from the receiver.

[ REVEALED ]:     sender, having been secretly following the receiver, reveals themselves in the process of saving the receiver’s life from an unexpected threat.

[ REUNION ]:     after spending a considerable length of time apart, the sender reunites with the receiver after saving their life from an immediate and potentially lethal threat.

[ KISS ]:     after having been saved from immediate danger by the receiver, the sender, in a state of intense emotion and relief, kisses them to express these feelings.

[ HUG ]:     sender, having just saved the receiver’s life, pulls them into a tight hug out of relief and a need to steady and support both themselves and the receiver.

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i need 2 add it 2 my carrd but i really wanna write remus interacting with leo. i want that shock from leo, i want that almost-familiarity from remus. the fact he's supposed to be a dead man but isn't and he'll be damned if he's dead and dead if he's not, but at the same time remus is not xander. he's a freer man; but there's always that what if. and leo likely will not accept the fact his brother should be dead but there he is.

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continued from this post @gallant-gained

forrest's fingers curl around their staff as they leaned in to inspect the injury, a pout very much like their father's upon their lips. "fell off your horse?" she lets out a little huff

"you're that injured from simply falling off your mount." he chides and starts digging through his supplies, tucking a curl of dirty blond hair behind an ear with the other hand. "let me see, siegbert..."

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shrieks in xanlow.

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tthe day i play por / rd its over for tellius fans

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With big boobs comes great responsibility. Or whatever they say

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so i've moved luc to his own blog! i'm still setting things up for him, but he'll still be present here until @nagaexalt is on its own account & finished setting up.

i've been working (slowly) on a new carrd for here too! (i keep forgetting characters i play lol) - but if you want to be on a bonds page for characters, let me know. i need to remake my pinned but the carrd is here!

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the man takes too long to answer, the silence between them rife with the way that he shifts - awkwardly. the absence of the weight on his brow keeps some from staring, but now he feels the gaze of everyone else around, expectant, as if remus knows how to help.

he now is just a sellsword. a man for hire. he tugs on the strap across his chest and takes a breath. tries to conceal how shaky it is and how much this man reminds him of a corpse in his graveyard.

"that... makes sense." he replies on the regards of the statue, who he keeps his back to now. (why did he refer to the statue as he?)

there's something about the royals. "it's only princess camilla and king leo within the castle now, correct?" he says almost dangerously quiet. that furrow deepens for a moment. "... i don't think i have any business with either of them."

they might with him, given that look on the other's face. "though, if we meet again, could i have your name, sir?" he requests before remembering his manners. "my name is remus."

there's more to your name, fool. his mind supplies, but he's only remus now, a mercenary.

the silence stretches long and cold, like the winters in nohr had been in this time of waiting to heal and rebuild. it reminds him idly of home (a place he's forgotten the shape of) and he finds his voice in an exhale as he offers a smile that is less genuine than it looks.

" ah, no - no, sir, i'm fine. the cold is bad on these bones nowadays. "

his eyes linger, fixated on the other's face for longer than can be considered polite. oh, you've turned back to look, haven't you?

" the statue in the square won't be done until spring proper. it's too difficult to break the ground for the foundation right now. "

he finally tears his gaze away to the work being done. despite his cane, he carries a blade sharp at his side. this gentleman was a soldier - at least laslow thinks he still is.

" if you're looking to meet with the royals, you'll have to petition like the others. ...but, ah, if not, then don't...worry about it. "

he's torn. should he question deeper? should he accept this man as a stranger and go on? he doesn't know anymore.

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Fire Emblem Three Houses!!

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there is the flicker again. you should be dead. and war has not been kind to the man in front of him. exhaustion wears both of them down like water against stone, beating them down and distorting what had once been stern, tall cliffs.

there's a silly little coaxing from the back of his mind, from where the rest of a rotting corpse is left to decompose into whoever he is now. remus raises to scratch at below his ear. a weight is a phantom upon his brow, like the weight that should rest upon his shoulders, but it simply doesn't exist. that former self, whoever it was, knows this man. knows him well.

maybe remus could know him again in time, or would it resurrect the man he once was, horrible wretched thing that should stay dead.

"er." he starts, finding his voice again. the sword hilt at his hip and tied with the fabric salvaged from the corpse of his former identity - parts he couldn't leave behind and likely were the details that would go amiss - feels different. of course. it's not the same sword, it fits his hand fine. but its a different blade from what once was.

remus caught the words spoken to the other. if there's that recollection that forces its way into his mind so brutally; the other likely knows the person he used to be. "i don't think i need the hand; but is there anything i could do for you?"

he wonders, quietly, when he will stop tasting war on the back of his teeth. in ylisse, as a child, he remembers looking up at the statue of emmeryn built in the square, while chasing lucina through the gardens with a play-sword in hand. he remembers being told by owain that the statue was of his aunt, and that she had been a very brave woman.

he sits now, a lifetime later, and looks up at the soon-to-be statue of a very brave man. the cold makes his body hurt, reminds him of all the new hurts that kept him off the field as a soldier and a dancer, and he exhales a deep sigh that makes his breath puff in front of him.

nohr was in the last grips of an absolutely terrible winter, one he hoped would thaw into a gray and dreary spring, and it was going to be in mourning for many months and years yet. his eyes linger on the unfinished stonework before he levers himself up with a cane in hand, tapping it on the cobble to balance himself.

he should get back. odin would worry - and he had to accompany leo to another ceremony.

the thought of returning is left behind when he catches the eye of someone who was watching him in turn. someone who made him feel like he was standing among all the ghosts of the castle once more.

" i must be more exhausted than i thought. " if he's seeing ghosts like this. " c. . .can i help you, sir? "

the sir is clipped short of becoming sire. surely he's just imagining things.

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✎ㅤ. . .ㅤ𝑩𝑳𝑶𝑶𝑫 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑫𝑨𝑹𝑲𝑵𝑬𝑺𝑺.

₊˚⊹ ㅤa collection of loose quotes taken from various characters from hades (supergiant games). these quotes are from the first game of the series. writing/roleplaying prompts. from fluff to angst! feel free to edit as you see fit, especially since some are gendered.

❝ i’m leaving. try and stop me. ❞ ❝ that could have gone better. ❞ ❝ why can’t you just stay? ❞ ❝ i wish you could come with me. ❞ ❝ you’re coming with me. ❞ ❝ i have to take you back. ❞ ❝ but for you, i will be making an exception. ❞ ❝ whew… they’re gone. ❞ ❝ now, come on, we got places to be! ❞ ❝ may the fates favour your journey. ❞ ❝ oh you know, i’d rather have my eyes put out, but thanks for offering! ❞ ❝ if only… ❞ ❝ you should be ashamed of yourself, and learn your place. ❞ ❝ ahh, so you are taking pity on me, then? ❞ ❝ i’m sorry that it has to be this way. ❞ ❝ you’re late. ❞ ❝ will i see you soon? ❞ ❝ did you miss me? ❞ ❝ i’m home. ❞ ❝ we’re heading home. ❞ ❝ you… came back? ❞ ❝ i hope i didn’t keep you waiting very long, did i? ❞ ❝ is something wrong? ❞ ❝ i can’t believe this. ❞ ❝ i’m in your debt. ❞ ❝ there’s going to be payback, you know. ❞ ❝ … damn you. ❞ ❝ this is for you. ❞ ❝ do you remember me? my name is—ah, nevermind. ❞ ❝ i’m not who you think i am. ❞ ❝ keep following that heart of yours. ❞ ❝ to hell with this place! ❞ ❝ fear is for the weak. ❞ ❝ oh, look at you, you poor, poor thing, you’re hurt! ❞ ❝ you’re such a sweetheart. ❞ ❝ you brought this on yourself. ❞ ❝ no need to thank me, mate. ❞ ❝ please, i don’t want to do this… ❞ ❝ you don’t have to do this… ❞ ❝ only the best for you. ❞ ❝ i hope you’re right. ❞ ❝ gods grant me strength… ❞ ❝ that is the worst idea i think i’ve ever heard. ❞ ❝ do you understand how little sense that makes? ❞ ❝ look what i found! ❞ ❝ something’s changed about the beating of your heart. ❞ ❝ no wonder they don’t like you. ❞ ❝ wish i could be there to see your face. ❞ ❝ i’ll earn your favour yet. ❞ ❝ how bad could it be? ❞ ❝ hello there, handsome. ❞ ❝ … this is the cheesiest thing i’ve heard from you. ❞ ❝ what has gotten into you? ❞ ❝ blood and darkness! ❞ ❝ lucky for you, i’ve no pride like many others here. ❞ ❝ it’s over. i’m sorry. ❞ ❝ go. away. i won’t repeat myself. ❞ ❝ i knew your heart was true. ❞ ❝ let’s kiss and make up! ❞ ❝ mischief, me? oh please! ❞ ❝ i don’t know how you can stand this kind of thing… ❞ ❝ you tried. that’s what matters. ❞ ❝ a man after my own heart… ❞ ❝ why won’t you give up? ❞ ❝ ever so stubborn, aren’t you? ❞ ❝ life and death, one and the same. ❞ ❝ you’re running from yourself. again. ❞ ❝ what do you want from me? leave me alone. we’ve nothing to discuss anymore. ❞ ❝ i cannot bring myself to stay upset with you forever. ❞ ❝ the truth is i’m a lover, not a fighter. ❞ ❝ i have to see her! ❞ ❝ so how goes wilful disobedience of late? ❞ ❝ you think all these gifts will make things go back to the way they were? ❞ ❝ we’re older now—i’d hope we’re wiser, too. ❞ ❝ i have to go. ❞ ❝ we were having such a good time! ❞ ❝ time is up. ❞ ❝ you’re so reckless. ❞ ❝ thank you for always keeping me on my toes. ❞ ❝ your luck’s run out. ❞ ❝ i don’t know why i bother with you, honestly. ❞ ❝ may i call you my friend? ❞ ❝ i’d like to make a toast, to you! ❞ ❝ no need for special thanks. ❞ ❝ i’ve some memories i’m not quite ready to give up on yet. ❞ ❝ i’ll break your heart. ❞

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the slow process of iconing

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the country's wind is cold. it makes him take heed of aches and pains under the many scars crossing his limbs and torso. can he remember names? no. not of this place, or himself. the name is soon picked up during his roaming travels. the capital's name, the country.

the worries of citizens and a new king - what will stir in the political climate. conversation is caught and skimmed, seemingly out of habit. there are posters on stone walls wrecked by war.

remus pauses, a flicker of recollection whispering away as he notes a statue being erected, tall and proud with a sheathed sword in hand. it's still too rough a shape for details, and likely will be for some time. how he knows that, he cannot recall. much like how the name of a figure simply hooked deep claws into his memory. obscuring his identity, even from himself.

gold hair curls brush his shoulders, catching in the breeze. remus pulls his jacket closer and trods on. it's only as he sees a figure seated nearby, as if observing the tradespeople at work.

and remus has that funny feeling in his gut when he sees a portrait of the previous crown prince, before the new king came into power. the little funny feeling that whispers you should be dead.

for @illusorydungeons's laslow.