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that is when his eyes lit up with excitement. he took little sips of coffee, and he found that this was now his favorite earth drink. regulus smiled at them and then begins to explain. “ well you see, it is more than one text, it reveals inventions that the humans created, and how they were made, and well, and their efforts to try and communicate with outside their planet.” regulus said.
the dark haired prince was very much intrigued by how efforts the humans try. he grabbed something from his bag, the almanac itself and hands it to her. “ here. try and see for yourself, perhaps you will learn something about these earthlings.” he whispered. “ unless you do not need to, and you have seen how they can be quite an intriguing species." regulus already made it clear.. he is not human.
a starter for @tr1cked . / for loki perhaps ?
sitting in a cafe, the cervid prince was still getting used to human life style, though he cannot remain in human morph for too long. the dark haired male was sipping a cup of coffee, as he was staring out into the window. he has not forgotten his mission, but then again he was joined by a stranger.
regulus spoke to his new friend? he made a curious head tilt. he was still not used to starting conversations and with a mouth too. ‘ the almanac is the most useful piece of human technology i have come across. it tells all the facts one needs to know.’ was that enough or good enough to start a conversation?
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a starter for @escapedartgeek .
the cervid was out in his forest home in earth. he was in his regular shape, the golden centaur and he was staring at himself at the water. he sat down and grabbed something from his little scoop home that he managed to build. it was a book..
no, an earth diary he keeps. he would write about his feelings. regulus heard a branch crunch before turning his stalk eyes to see a familiar face. he puts his hand on his chest. he breathed a sigh of relief. < do not do that, you frightened me.> regulus said in his thought speak. it was calm tone, but he might not have used that tone. < i thought you would have been an enemy.>
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a starter for @tr1cked . / for loki perhaps ?
sitting in a cafe, the cervid prince was still getting used to human life style, though he cannot remain in human morph for too long. the dark haired male was sipping a cup of coffee, as he was staring out into the window. he has not forgotten his mission, but then again he was joined by a stranger.
regulus spoke to his new friend? he made a curious head tilt. he was still not used to starting conversations and with a mouth too. ‘ the almanac is the most useful piece of human technology i have come across. it tells all the facts one needs to know.’ was that enough or good enough to start a conversation?
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Hello! If you are interested in a starter please give this a heart. Multi Muses please specify or I will choose which I do not mind either! Length of starter will vary ! If you wish for me to send memes , i be happy to do that as well.
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this includes.
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plotting
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muse gush
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hi everyone! this blog will be active again! so sorry for being so quiet on here, but i am back! if anyone would like to interact please let me know or dm me! i am very much open to discuss or say hello. i will also be cleaning this blog too. if you wish to keep our threads , we can! if not then we can always star a new one !
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💫 love is cosmic ! a collection of dialogue + action prompts inspired by red velvet's album cosmic. some prompts usfw. add +reversed for the muse receiving the meme to perform the action instead. adjust as necessary.
dialogue :
meeting you as the stars would have it.
i can't get you off my mind.
what did you do to my mind?
i want to know you.
how about you stay a little longer?
perhaps we're travelers searching for orphaned dreams.
come with me.
discover things no human eyes have seen.
i just can't say goodnight.
your love is cosmic.
you got me hypnotized.
i saw you hiding.
what are you? my god.
honey, i give you my all.
i'll find you in my dreams.
summer, autumn, winter, spring: the whole world is you.
my memories are floating away.
the beautiful times are leaving me, stealing you away.
this isn't the end ...remember.
i will gladly stay by your side.
it's you who kept me through the long nights.
no one knows where a fading star goes.
and i'll fly light-years to find you.
to you, my universe, the only reason i exist.
i'll always be here for you.
is it love?
i remember the first moment i saw you.
you feel the same way, right?
we can't play no game the right way.
it doesn't matter 'cause you're my prize.
i saw the same moon.
i want to dream every day.
i want to whisper in your ears the things i couldn't say.
we're not that young anymore.
i still remember the summer days when i first saw you.
believe in us more than anything.
i don't mind staying up all night, my love.
let's talk like we did when we were young.
i'm your friend. i'll be there.
take my hand and run.
sweet dreams, my love.
our story continues even in dreams.
when the moon shines bright, i'll tell you my story.
close your eyes and lean on me, my love.
oh, you've grown so quickly, kid.
we were always young and fearless.
we're together and we have the same dream.
actions :
crash-landing. sender chases a falling star but finds receiver where it fell.
stargaze. sender lies down next to receiver to stargaze.
daisy chain. sender weaves flowers into receiver's hair.
hypnotize. sender falls under receiver's spell, hypnotized.
zodiac. sender asks for receiver's sign.
bubble. sender blows/magically creates bubbles that surround receiver.
string. sender sees an invisible string of fate tying them to receiver.
chase. sender chases receiver through the woods.
arcade. sender loses a game to receiver while at a neon-illuminated arcade.
last drop. sender pours a drink into receiver's mouth.
hallucinate. sender finds receiver hallucinating and talking to inanimate objects.
memory. sender steps into one of receiver's memories.
sunburn. sender kisses receiver's skin and leaves behind a burn mark.
far-flung. sender wakes in another world to receiver staring down at them.
funny story. sender watches receiver trespass on a fairy ring and join the dance.
sunset. sender kisses receiver against the setting sun.
peek. sender doesn't notice receiver watching them dress through a hole.
honey. sender sends a bee to sting receiver.
stars align. sender fails to stop receiver from completing a ritual.
cosmos. sender and receiver feel each other's heart beat despite being apart.
night drive. sender and receiver drive through the night in a convertible.
butterfly. sender catches receiver transforming into [magical girl/werewolf/etc].
long-lost. sender reunites with receiver who has no memory of them.
sunflower. sender tucks a flower into receiver's lunch/purse/etc. to find later.
tarot. sender draws a card and waits for receiver to reveal its face.
flight. sender bridal carries receiver as they fly.
sweet dream. sender and receiver snuggle in bed below glow-in-the-dark stars.
may queen. sender crowns receiver queen of the spring festival.
turbulence. sender trips receiver, sending them falling.
carousel. sender grabs receiver's hand as they ride on a carousel.
moonlight. sender and receiver bathe naked in the moonlight.
astral. sender astral projects to receiver's location far away.
cat's cradle. sender performs a spell with receiver using cat's cradle.
night. sender and receiver walk through an illuminated night festival/market.
ride. sender sits on receiver's lap, straddling them.
see you. sender kisses receiver before they part forever/for a long time.
electric. sender teases receiver, brushing their lips across intimate skin.
cosmic love. sender and receiver break the bed during sex.
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he sits on the couch, he takes a gauze from the medical box. humans have such primitive healing techniques. the cervid prince did still have that arrogance within him, but he chose not to show that. he stares at the male who had water in his eyes. he chuckled. he pats the other on the head. “ ah, you earthlings are so cute when you have water flowing down your eyes.” regulus said.
sometimes he did not have much sense. the dark haired male made a frown. then he softened his tone. “ what did you do this time?” he asked. the cervid prince felt a strong shrug escape him. the prince tended to the wounds, and he learnt how to do this from the cervid elders back in the palace. regulus fixed his hair and he made a small growl.
"Here, I'll clean and bandage it. Alright? Will you let me?"
helping with mental illness starters.
intrusive thoughts are sometimes very hard to get rid of — and if what happened today wasn't a good example of that, then barton didn't know what would be. he had lost to one of them after getting upset with himself for not being able to be, in his own words, 'the man whom his kids needed him to be.' and by that, i mean, they sometimes needed to find out on their own that someone else was bad news rather than hearing it from their dad's mouth. without any tangible evidence that is (at the moment). but barton could sometimes be too protective over them and did things that ended up driving their relationship apart; that way, he could quote unquote 'save them.'
but it had been a week so far since barton had told his son, louis, that the new friend he had introduced to him recently was one he didn't like, and thus — he didn't want to see them hanging out with each other; and you know what? louis was still mad at him, despite barton just doing this out of what he convinced himself was a need to take care of his children. except, was it really just that? could it be that the doctor was trying to exercise control over his family's lives any way he could as louis had accused him of? barton had always hated not feeling like he was in control of things. that included his children, whom he cared for in his own... barton-like way. but louis accused him of suffocating him too or perhaps more accurately 'treating him like a little kid.'
and his kids were important to him, so maybe barton should've reflected on this in a healthy way. perhaps scheduled another closer meeting with his therapist and talked it over with her to find out what she thought about it. but sometimes, barton couldn't see just how harmful something truly was, even whenever it was staring him right in the face. so the doctor stared long and hard at himself in the mirror before drawing his own blood. ahh, if only wesley could see him now... he'd accuse barton of being weak for not simply trying to will all these difficult emotions down deep inside of him. but should he really care about what his deceased bio father would think of him? barton was only crying over how his own son's words affected him now as he banged his head against the mirror in the bathroom softly several times.
that was when he heard the sound of footsteps coming into the hallway near the bathroom he was in. barton, at first, thought it must've been one of his other kids. so he braved himself for that as he pulled down his sleeve and opened the door upon hearing a knock upon it. but it was regulus, and this seemed to be some sort of surprise visit. barton couldn't even speak as the other began talking to him, then noticed that the other was bleeding and was now pushing down his sleeve oh-so-carefully. that was when regulus told him he'd clean and bandage it for the other after hearing no response from him when asked what happened. which made sense because barton was rather inconsolable at the moment, unfortunately. he felt like someone had just turned on a faucet within him due to the fact that just made the doctor start crying all over again.
barton reached out to hug him then for reasons he couldn't gather at the moment. but honestly, it was due to the fact that regulus was showing him care when he felt like a monster. or maybe the other was just too nice to allow barton to continue suffering alone... either way, he was more than willing to accept regulus's kindness as he cried into his shoulder, nodding to let him know that: yes. i'll let you.
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"Something doesn’t feel right." (from leia!)
Regulus did not say a word. He watched as the guards were bringing in strange containers. The Cervid Prince felt sick to his stomach, and he furrowed his brows. Of course nothing felt right. He took a deep breath. “ Do you know those guards fellow royal?” He whispered. The Cervid kept his composure and he did not want to feel so eager to charge in. He took a step back before furrowing his brows. “ They seem to not be themselves, because they are not. Inside their head.. is an alien parasite.” He was angry.
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𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋.
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hi everyone! this blog will be active again! so sorry for being so quiet on here, but i am back! if anyone would like to interact please let me know or dm me! i am very much open to discuss or say hello. i will also be cleaning this blog too. if you wish to keep our threads , we can! if not then we can always star a new one !
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< I cannot trust everyone, not even you. >
an indie, selective sci-fi muse, mostly in the star wars fandom, heavily influenced by ka applegate's animorphs series. written by clare | her & she .
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guys would u like some open starters?
if i posted.. some..
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Regulus made a small sigh. He noticed the creature becoming slower, and in a trance. He did nods.
< You acquired it's DNA, now take your hands off the creature. Now you will have to concentrate. Focus on the color and the size.. and just letting your shape just.. go.> He said. The Cervid Prince took a step back.
< It will not hurt.. but it you might feel it, but no pain.>. Regulus was waiting. Morphing does not really disturb him, but seeing others do it.. it can feel uneasy.
Regulus relaxed his tail. He knows that his new friend will want to ask so so many questions. Small steps at a time. It will be a long day. He felt like it will be a long day. Regulus took a hoof step back. He was.. quite curious on how this will turn out. He felt he made a grave mistake. He did.
Regulus watched and then he took a deep breath. < To tell you the truth, before anything else. Once you have this power, you will have it forever. It cannot be taken away unless.. you stay in a morph for that time limit i told you..> He said. He made a small frown. His stalk eyes turn away. He takes the cube and he did sense the morphing power within Drake now.
< DO NOT REMAIN IN A MORPH FOR TOO LONG OR ELSE.. YOU WILL NOT BE ABLE TO CHANGE BACK. YOU WILL BE TRAPPED. FOREVER.> Regulus repeated again.
This time a bit louder and firm. He hoped he really did not regret this. < Now we will have to find your first animal to acquire, and then you morph it.> He said.
He basically created a child solider. He flinched. Oh this was a mistake. A big mistake. He noticed a small feline like creature. < Now you will have to acquire that.. touch it and concentrate. The animal will go into a trance and stop moving for a few.>
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He did not mind learning new things on this planet. Witches were something new to him. It was something he never heard of. “ Oh, that is something new. My species are more on the science part of the universe rather than the.. magic..” He says.
The dark haired prince placed his hands in his pockets. He begins to walk alongside his new friend. Though his legs wobbled. He was not used to walking on two legs. “ Walking on two legs is something I am not used to.. my balance is horrible.”
‘ me? i am what earthlings call.. well an alieeen..’
"I'm no stranger to aliens because I'm a witch." Jean told Reg with a small, friendly smile followed with a giggle, gesturing for Reg to enter inside, "Come, come... Let's have a talk and I'd love hear more about your planet that you live in."
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Regulus watched and then he took a deep breath. < To tell you the truth, before anything else. Once you have this power, you will have it forever. It cannot be taken away unless.. you stay in a morph for that time limit i told you..> He said. He made a small frown. His stalk eyes turn away. He takes the cube and he did sense the morphing power within Drake now.
< DO NOT REMAIN IN A MORPH FOR TOO LONG OR ELSE.. YOU WILL NOT BE ABLE TO CHANGE BACK. YOU WILL BE TRAPPED. FOREVER.> Regulus repeated again.
This time a bit louder and firm. He hoped he really did not regret this. < Now we will have to find your first animal to acquire, and then you morph it.> He said.
He basically created a child solider. He flinched. Oh this was a mistake. A big mistake. He noticed a small feline like creature. < Now you will have to acquire that.. touch it and concentrate. The animal will go into a trance and stop moving for a few.>
Oh UNIVERSE help him. He might regret this. He is already regretting. The Cervid Prince was silent for a minute before he gave the instructions. He hoped that what he was doing the right choice. Giving children a powerful yet dangerous ability. What if this child would be trapped in a morph?
Go over the time limit and not.. be able to morph back? What would happen to the boy's parents ? He took a deep breath. < Touch the cube. You will feel a tingle, and a surge of power flow within you.> Regulus instructed. He felt like a teacher which he is not. He was a prince, a centaurian royal son.
He let alone did not take the Morphing Test. He turned his stalk eyes towards a potential creature for the boy to morph into. He was unfamiliar with this planet. < A-are you sure you wish to do this? Once you do.. my enemies might find you and suspect that you are a Cervid.> He asked once more, but firm.
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