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𝙃𝙊𝙒 𝘿𝙊 𝙔𝙊𝙐 𝙑𝙄𝙀𝙒 𝙇𝙊𝙑𝙀?

In an amazing twist of fate, both Soup and Orchidus are... all encompassing

it consumes you. thoughts that trace the same memory every waking second. body engrained with muscle memory at even the slightest sound. everything that is the earth reminds you of it. courses through your body like fire, keeps you afloat and wanting, always wanting for more

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𝙃𝙊𝙒 𝘿𝙊 𝙔𝙊𝙐 𝙑𝙄𝙀𝙒 𝙇𝙊𝙑𝙀?

Dejin is... isolating

intense, silent, overwhelming. you have so much to give but it is too much to share. nobody every reciprocates the way you do. makes you feel alien, unwanted. so you keep it and and watch others, hoping one day that could be you too.

Khiye is... violent

harsh words and cold glares. painful in the way that your heart burns but can never seem to seek for something better. it is the way you would walk through glass to see a smile, or claw at your own arms just to satisfy another, give and never take for the guilt that comes with wanting is suffocating. emotionally draining and a forever ache that you can't escape.

Garur is... all encompassing

it consumes you. thoughts that trace the same memory every waking second. body engrained with muscle memory at even the slightest sound. everything that is the earth reminds you of it. courses through your body like fire, keeps you afloat and wanting, always wanting for more

Corvus is... devotional

to love is to kneel. to give your all in hopes of even a glance. to sit pretty with glistening eyes wishing that it is enough. to be a sacrificial lamb to the divine, your love. pliant beneath holy hands that wash away the sin that taints you whole.

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"Corvus, what's with your wings? Are they like my hooves?"

A young tiefling with blood red skin and fiery eyes looks up at the older man, her tail swaying slightly. She's never met other tieflings with fiendish features like her own, or at least, similar to her own features.

"Were you always pale or did your skin change color too?"

Unprompted // Always Accepting!

Zarin Estate, Drakeshadow, Nihiran - Rova, 5237 P.C.

Today was one of rare, celebrated days where rain fell naturally in Nihiran; though the lofty mages of the Academy and beyond did their best to simulate such inclement-yet-atmospheric weather in a localised area around the capital, rain was known to fall of it's own accord once in a blue moon. Celebrations would no doubt be taking place upon the desert surface, nomads rushing to gather rainwater to save for the next drought.

Thus, his usual visit to Ariortos' gardens were postponed; or, at the very least, delayed, leaving him instead to linger in his study. Ariortos himself was absent, having taken his leave to the kitchen to prepare them some tea. It is only in this lapse, where he is notably absent, that Corvus is subject to the childlike curiosities of his sister.

Her skin has reddened considerably over the past few months - just as Ariortos had predicted. Perhaps her curiosity, at times, came as a product of her own need for self-assurance, then - something he was all too happy to provide.

"Nelia," he greets, with a cordial flap of his wings from the stool he sits upon. "I trust you've been well? It seems to me as though you have taken to your own new features well enough, sweeting." "Yeah... I guess so. I just wish I didn't stand out so much from my big brother and my father. Rafan's been helping me with things, too, but I wanted to ask you, Corvus - what's with your wings? Are they like my hooves? Were you always pale, or did your skin change colour too?"

There it is. The barrage of questions, all with a common theme that Corvus had long since predicted. With how much his eyes became alight at the chance of education, perhaps he could have become a teacher in another life. The volume he reads is relinquished upon his lap for now, aged pages coming together again with a gentle thud.

Only, in truth, he wishes he still had such a distraction. He wishes he could tell her that it was easier for him.

...

...

...

"Everything is ready. Are you prepared to complete your journey, Nimine?"

You would have thought yourself used to this crushing darkness by now. Surrounding you in a perfect circle lays an arrangement of sigils, lighting the face of your prior nemesis, your uncle.

The wound you gave him still drips upon the slate, yet he stands unphased at the winged altar. His blood seeps from the blade that still rests in your hand, joining you in the center of the Matron's Nest, mingling with that which still seeps from those slashes he inflicted upon you.

Even with all his gifts, you proved him unworthy of his station, and worthy of your place within it. Already, the skin of your back tingles in anticipation of what is to follow. Wearily, your hand raises to plant your sanguine blade in the center of the circle, surrendering it to the bright violet light that emerges within the circle's center.

Alight with the joy of sacrifice, the runes and lines flare with life. The touch of the Raven Queen is close at hand. The final barrier must be broken before you can pierce the veil.

The acrid stench of the Sruth Dorcha stings your nostrils, even before your uncle approaches. You can barely register any period between when he knelt with the bowl before you, and when the glittering, viscous liquid began running down your throat.

He is silent as the grave as you await the scratch of the raven's claw.

Just when you think yourself prepared, the sting reaches your heart. As it palpitates with your last affirmations of life, of normality, the sensation spreads to your arm, your leg, your back. The skin that clings to your spine writhes as new protrusions press against your being for release. You are given no leave to ease into the sensation before a shock of agony strikes you.

You scream, you falter - of course you do - and you're left facing your uncle as you kneel, praying, in a pool of your own blood. The longer the protrusion from phalanx to caracoid presists, the more white-hot anguish you melt in.

I can't do this. This isn't what I was born for. Please, uncle, this is too much. I'm sorry. I won't live to be worthy.

... no. I will not go with you, Matron. I have not come this far to die here. I have already faced the strongest you have. That mantle is mine by right, now.

I am alive... I am alive. I am alive! I am alive!

The infernal pain subsides at last, leaving only a numbing sensation where once there was quivering. Fear and doubt fades in place of the certainty of life that you cling to. For a moment, you swear you hadn't made it; despite the life-affirming scrape of flesh against the stone, your hands are as pale as a ghoul.

And yet, you persist nonetheless. You breathe, nonetheless. You remain, nonetheless.

"Rise," your uncle's voice pierces the silence. "—for your ascension, your metamorphosis, has yet been set in motion. Let your wings unfurl, nephew, and stand before me as Corvus."

...

...

...

The past is the past, of course. Though it haunts him in flashes, he knows that it no longer serves him. All it provides him with now are lessons to pass to those in greatest need.

"Let me tell you a secret, little Nelia," Corvus hums. "You and I... we're more alike than you may think. The truth is, I didn't get my wings, and this skin, until much later in my life. For me, I believed it first to be the sign of a great burden. A yoke of responsibility, of accountability to a force I scarcely understand. But then, I reaslied... even if I were given these gifts for a purpose, I alone am charged with deciding what that purpose is."

From the stool he sits upon, he kneels before the child, a taloned finger raising her chin to meet her eyes properly. "Perhaps you will one day be faced with the same choice. Perhaps not. Until such a day comes as you one day recall my words, at a time where you are at a... crossroads, merely ask yourself what drives you. If you had all the power that was one day promised to you, to whom, or to what, would you grant it's service?"

"Yourself? Your... loved ones," Corvus pauses. For a moment, his gaze drifts towards the open study door, hoping for the distracting scent of fresh chai - but he only finds the unfinished lesson to give to another. "Or... something else entirely?"

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( what does your soul smell like? ) pt. 2

Soup is... Fresh Linen!

key words: refreshing, wit, humour. you are a relaxing person to be around and leave a positive impression on almost everybody you interact with! you're always sending the funniest memes in the groupchat and when you really like someone you can talk to them for hours on end. compatible with: fresh linen, grass and rain, rosewater.

Orchidus is... Grass and Rain

key words: exciting, enlivened, youthful. above all things, you are a super fun person to be around! you're most likely to come up with the best ideas for how to spend a day off with the squad and are the life of every party you go to. you're incredible at cheering people up because others can't help but be affected by your energy. compatible with: grass and rain, fresh linen.

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( what does your soul smell like? )

Cassius is... Fresh Linen

key words: refreshing, wit, humour. you are a relaxing person to be around and leave a positive impression on almost everybody you interact with! you're always sending the funniest memes in the groupchat and when you really like someone you can talk to them for hours on end. compatible with: fresh linen, grass and rain, rosewater.

Tomoe is... Candle Smoke

key words: self-assured, courageous, intuitive. you are an expert at overcoming your demons and should be proud of how brave you have consistently shown yourself to be. others are amazed by your perseverance, strong personality, and unapologetic uniqueness. compatible with: coffee, freshly baked bread.

Khiye is... Coffee

key words: intelligent, old soul, complex. you are an extremely thoughtful individual with a creative mind and loving heart. being around you is like sinking into a warm bath. there's something truly wise about the advice you give others, and being in your presence leaves others feeling warm, reassured, and inspired. compatible with: coffee, candle smoke, freshly baked bread.

Corvus is... Rosewater

key words: sensitive, romantic, calming. you are a beautiful person inside and out whose kindness shines through even on your worst days. being around you is like stepping into a crisp smelling floral garden on a spring evening. others are inspired by your empathy, charm, and all the love you have to give. compatible with: fresh linen, freshly baked bread.

Parveen is... Grass and Rain

key words: exciting, enlivened, youthful. above all things, you are a super fun person to be around! you're most likely to come up with the best ideas for how to spend a day off with the squad and are the life of every party you go to. you're incredible at cheering people up because others can't help but be affected by your energy. compatible with: grass and rain, fresh linen.

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“   If you can’t run away from your problems, you’re not running fast enough. ”

"I see... so you're saying it's possible to run from my problems, at least! I just need to practice!" With a stretch, and a small scuffing-back of his foot, as though he were a bull preparing to charge, he stares straight ahead at the path ahead of him.

"Then I better learn to run like the wind!" And as though he takes that statement literally, a gale carries him forward upon the first footfall - only to blow him so far forwards that he falls flat on his face, sliding forward a few feet before his body slumps down in the dirt.

"Ow."

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ABSOLUTELY UNHINGED COMEDIC RELIEF

ASSORTED QUOTES FROM TUMBLR TEXTPOSTS, X (formerly known as twitter) POSTS, TIKTOK, MEMES, AND OTHER SOURCES AROUND THE INTERNET

CHANGE gendered words and in-universe phrases as needed.

SPECIFY muse for multimuses.

“   Currently considering becoming a bother and a nuisance, maybe even a menace or a rascal. ”

“   Hungry? Eat the government. ”

“   Yes, I wanna fuck after every argument. ”

“   Silence, you uneducated peanut! ”

“  They should invent a being alive that isn’t so difficult. ”

“   Women have to think I’m hot or none of this matters. ”

“   Due to personal reasons I will be named an enemy of the state. ”

“   Being overdressed is a myth made up by people who didn’t want you to have fun and be sexy. ”

“   What even are daddy issues? Just traumatize your father back. ”

“   I LOVE complaining! You can’t take that away from me! ”

“   I went to the silly goose convention and they all knew you. ”

“   I’m simultaneously ‘I’m tired of this grandpa’ and ‘that’s too damn bad!’ ”

“   The word ew coming out of a pretty girl’s mouth holds so much power … I think that it can tear apart nations. ”

“   Someone made fun of my shoes and the whole time I just thought of ways to push them out the window. ”

“   If you’re short, simply get taller. ”

“   I better think twice? Buddy I don’t even think once. ”

“   My off putting looks, awkward demeanor, and strange behavior have captivated you. ”

“   There’s something deeply, fundamentally wrong with you. Can we kiss? ”

“   You are a fool. When you walk, clown music plays. ”

“   I mean yeah he’s evil and all but what if I were his favorite? ”

“   I really do hate thinking. ”

“   In my defense, I simply do not vibe with the law. ”

“   I’ve done nothing wrong. Except all the atrocities. Besides that, I’m innocent. ”

“   Sorry I couldn’t hear you over my internal monologue. ”

“   Of course you have white hair and trauma. ”

“   So apparently the bad vibes I’ve been feeling are actually ‘severe psychological distress’. ”

“   Stop calling me a bad person just because I’m orchestrating your downfall! ”

“   The more lip gloss I collect the longer I live. ”

“   Sorry that I am obsessed with you in the unhealthiest way possible. As if it's my fault ”

“   The multiple failed assassination attempts against me have helped build both character and self esteem. ”

“   I could be your loser boyfriend. Do you ever think about that? ”

“   Accidentally went and got myself killed yesterday, but god wont let me die so I’m back ”

“   What do you mean napping isn't a good coping mechanism? What do you mean my problems are still here? ”

“   Academic validation is required for my sanity. ”

“   RIP to everyone killed by the gods for hubris but I’m different and better. Maybe even better than the gods. ”

“   Researching the stages of grief to see if I can get them finished in ten minutes tops. ”

“   My parents were like I’m gonna make a child that is so beyond help. ”

“   It’s not easy to admit when you’re wrong, and that’s why I won’t do it. ”

“   Why can’t this family ever have a funky good time? ”

“   How do I show people that I’m more than my unethical career choice? ”

“   I fucked my way into this mess, and I’ll fuck my way out. ”

“   You look so biteable today. ”

“   Why am I suffering? I have so many correct opinions and takes. ”

“   I AM HAUNTED BY A PAST THAT I CANNOT GO BACK TO! anyways ”

“   Challenging authority, angering gods. The family business. ”

“   Third base is me telling you about my father. ”

“   Hey girl. Plagued by terrifying visions? ”

“   Got caught giving a fuck. Embarrassing. ”

“   I didn’t ‘miss’ the red flags; I saw them and thought that they looked sexy. ”

“   Do my dark circles and deteriorating health make me look hot? ”

“   I get my news from the only reliable source, cryptic symbolism in my dreams. ”

“   Another day of being a bisexual disaster. ”

“   I’m going to let myself be a little unhinged today, as a treat. ”

“   Some of you act like murder is such a big deal. ”

“   You wanna hunt me for sport so bad that it makes you look stupid. ”

“   You’re not a girlboss unless you’ve killed someone. ”

“   It’s so weird how no one ever has correct opinions about things except for me. ”

“   Hello, my love — I mean, my rival ”

“   No one is calling me baby and it’s outrageous I can’t believe it. ”

“   No talking stage. Mutual obsession and you see god in my eyes or nothing. ”

“   I DON’T UNDERSTAND HOOKUP CULTURE DIE IN MY ARMS ”

“   Yes baby your emotional walls are high and impenetrable can we kiss now? ”

“   Affection is disgusting. Drown me in it. ”

“   I am gatekeeping my respect from you. ”

“   Well, well, well, if it isn’t the consequences of my own actions. ”

“   I am equal parts fuck around and find out and please don’t yell at me I’ll cry. ”

“   Short legs, big butt. I’m a corgi. ”

“   Fuck being the bigger person; I’m going to start biting people. ”

“   Well that wasn’t very slay of you! ”

“   May I please get a crumb of affection? ”

“   I crave power! Please don’t yell, though; I’m sensitive. ”

“   You call it a near death experience; I call it a vibe check from God. ”

“   Here are some scissors. Now cut it out. ”

“   Might commit a little tomfoolery, maybe even some shenanigans. ”

“   All these flavors, and you choose to be salty. ”

“   How can I live, laugh, love in these conditions? ”

“   What if I said ‘to be honest’ but then lied? ”

“   I'm financially at a stage where I understand why people do fraud. ”

“   Yes I may be evil and morally corrupt, but I’m also incredibly beautiful and I think that makes up for it honestly. ”

“   Debates are stupid. Why would I want to sit down and argue with someone blatantly dumber than me? ”

“   I forget but I do NOT forgive.. I'm just walking around hating bitches can't remember why ”

“   Ding dong your opinion is wrong! ”

“   I’m coming for your kneecaps. ”

“   You dropped your nose you fucking clown. ”

“   Are you a fire alarm? ‘Cause you are really fucking loud and annoying. ”

“   Call me an escalator, because I let people down. ”

“   I love me a good lesbian scandal! ”

“   If you can’t run away from your problems, you’re not running fast enough. ”

“   Everything I want to do is illegal. ”

“   Don’t make me hit your ankle with my Barbie scooter! ”

“   I tell gay jokes because I am a gay joke. ”

“   Fuck! I dropped my mental stability! ”

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PORTAL 2 PROMPTS *  assorted dialogue from the 2011 video game, adjust as necessary

when life gives you lemons, don't make lemonade! make life take the lemons back! get mad! i don't want your damn lemons!

best case scenario, you might get some superpowers. worst case, some tumors.

science isn't about why. it's about why not.

the next test is very dangerous.

before the wright brothers invented the airplane, anyone wanting to fly everywhere was required to eat 200 pounds of helium.

to help you remain tranquil in the face of almost certain death, smooth jazz will be deployed in three... two... one.

please disregard any undeserved compliments.

all right, i've been thinking.

what am i supposed to do with these?

do you know who i am?

oh, i like this guy.

he says what we're all thinking.

you can head on back to your desk.

well, this is the part where he kills us.

hello. this is the part where i kill you.

i know you.

no! i'm not listening! i'm not listening!

you're lying!

you're not just a regular moron. you were designed to be a moron.

i am not! a moron!

now who's a moron?

could a moron do that?

i can't see it though. maybe it fell off.

do you want to go and have a quick look?

are you alive? that's important. should have asked that first.

i'm going to work on the assumption that you're still alive.

i'm just going to wait for you up ahead.

i'll wait one hour.

brilliant! go team!

i think we can put our differences behind us.

hi. so. how are you holding up?

good, that's still working.

here are the test results.

you are a horrible person.

i'm serious. that's what it says.

we weren't even testing for that.

don't be alarmed, all right?

good work getting this far.

i wish i could take it all back. i honestly do.

i'm in space.

if i were ever to see her again, do you know what i'd say? i'd say "i'm sorry." sincerely.

i am sorry. i was bossy and monstrous... and i'm genuinely sorry.

you made it through! well done!

okay, follow me. we've still got work to do.

what's happening?

okay... don't move.

so i've got an idea, but it is bloody dangerous. here we go.

they told me that if i ever turned this flashlight on, i would die.

they told me that about everything.

i don't even know why they bother giving me this stuff if they didn't want me to use it.

look at you, soaring through the air like an eagle.

i'm different!

prometheus was punished by the gods for giving the gift of knowledge to man. he was cast to the bowels of the earth and pecked by birds.

it won't be enough. the answer lies beneath us.

oh, it's dark down here, isn't it?

i'm proud of you.

now we are a family again.

that last test was seriously disappointing.

just work with me.

some of my best friends are actually orphans.

you look ugly in that jumpsuit.

that's not my opinion.

i'll be honest. we're throwing science at the wall here to see what sticks.

no idea what it'll do.

i knew someone was alive in here!

you'll know when the test starts.

oh thank god you're all right.

i thought you were my greatest enemy, when all along you were my best friend.

the best solution to a problem is usually the easiest one.

i'll be honest. killing you? is hard.

i had a pretty good life. and then you showed up.

you know what? you win. just go.

it's been fun. don't come back.

this sentence is false.

to be honest, i might have heard that one before.

you know, i'm not stupid.

i realize you don't want to put me back in charge.

i'm being serious. i think there's something really wrong with me.

we should get our stories straight.

no, we're not stopping!

don't make eye contact, whatever you do.

i feel awful about that surprise.

oh, that's sad. but impressive.

we're running out of time.

you've probably figured it out by now, but i don't need you anymore.

i'm afraid you're about to become the immediate past president of the being alive club.

the square root of rope is string.

okay, what you're doing there is jumping.

you know what? that's close enough.

you saved my bacon.

is this a jailbreak?

the next test is very dangerous.

it's been a long time. how have you been?

i've been really busy being dead. you know, after you murdered me.

you out having yourself a little adventure?

no, don't get up. i'll be right back.

you're unqualified!

what if this hurts? what if it really hurts? oh, i didn't think about that.

get your hands off me!

i can't see a thing! what just happened?

i don't have any bullets.

did you feel that?

you were busy back there.

that's funny. i don't feel corrupt.

i've got an idea! do what it says!

look how small you are down there!

do you have any idea how good this feels?

sorry, fellas. she's married. to science.

let me answer those questions with a question. who wants to make sixty dollars?

yes, all right, okay, this is getting tiresome.

well done. good. aren't you little miss clever. little miss smashy smash.

does it actually make you feel good when you do that?

it's not impressive.

what is this, like a hobby for you now?

i'm beginning to actually take it personally.

it's like an insult to me.

oh, there goes another one.

it's vandalism! it's pure vandalism!

it's just us talking like regular people.

are you going to open this door?

where'd you go? come back!

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☆ Headcanon Prompts ☆          Love and Romance

💔 = Has your muse ever been heartbroken? If so, explain what happened. 

🌹 = How would your muse react to romantic gestures, expected or not? 

🌷 = Is your muse likely to be the one to make the first move, or would they wait for the other to make a move first? 

🎁 = Does your muse become flattered to receive gifts? 

😍 = Does your muse have any crushes? If so, who are they? 

😘 = Does your muse like to flirt? Do they like to be flirted with? 

❤️ = Does your muse focus on one person, or do they like to go and date as many people as possible?

💛 = In what ways does your muse express their love to their partner? 

💚 = Does your muse get jealous easy? 

💙 = Does your muse prefer a night out or a night in? 

💜 = Does your muse date others based on their appearance or personality, or both? 

♡ = Is there any kind of person that your muse will never date? 

💞 = Does your muse believe in soulmates? 

💘 = Does your muse believe in astrology signs? If so, what sign are they most compatible with? And is this important when considering a date? 

💗 = Would your muse prefer a large, public proposal, or do they prefer a small, private one? 

💵 = Is money an important factor to consider when dating? Does your muse prefer rich partners? 

💎 = What kind of gemstone would your muse prefer on their engagement or wedding ring? 

💍 = Big or small wedding? 

💅🏻 = Does your muse always try to look their best around their partner, or are they comfortable wearing anything around them?

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ANGLERFISH - does your muse smoke? if yes, when did they start? do they plan to stop anytime soon?

DO NOT OPEN - would your muse do a dangerous job for a great amount of money? if so, how much would they ask for?

ACROSS THE STREET - if they have neighbors, what does your muse think of them?

PAGETURNER - does your muse read any book? what’s their favorite?

THROWN AWAY - did your muse ever found something weird or creepy in the trash?

For Corvus!

TMA Headcanons // Accepting!

ANGLERFISH - does your muse smoke? if yes, when did they start? do they plan to stop anytime soon?

Corvus himself doesn't smoke; though the ordeal of his position in the Raven's Guard causes him a considerable amount of stress, tobacco or flayleaf are not among the remedies he uses to counteract it. In fact, outside of whatever experiments Ariortos might have in mind for him, Corvus refuses to use drugs recreationally, a trait he actually picked up from the other, since he, too, prefers to remain in complete control of his own mind, instead of being influenced by anything else.

DO NOT OPEN - would your muse do a dangerous job for a great amount of money? if so, how much would they ask for?

It depends largely on the job; with the Raven's Guard being a guild of assassins and guards, killing is something that's regularly on the table for Corvus. No doubt, his devotion has been, or perhaps will be tested through some requests made by Ariortos, though in that case it wouldn't be money that he asks for. As a matter of fact, money isn't really much of an issue nor a want for Corvus; though his contracts are paid, he pays little attention to the manner of the reward.

ACROSS THE STREET - if they have neighbors, what does your muse think of them?

Though Corvus doesn't really have neighbours in their abode, other than his fellow members of the Raven's Guard, there is a considerable corvid presence outside their headquarters at all times. Sometimes, Corvus simply sits in the garden they lurk in and feeds them; of higher worth than any gold or gems he receives for a job are often the little trinkets that these ravens bring to him as thanks for caring for them.

PAGETURNER - does your muse read any book? what’s their favorite?

In his free time, Corvus does indeed like to read. While he does love a good crime thriller, his true interest actually lies in reading travel and historical literature, as well as poetry. His station doesn't allow him much time to witness a lot of beauty in the world for himself, so experiencing it vicariously through the writings of another is always welcome to him.

THROWN AWAY - did your muse ever found something weird or creepy in the trash?

Corvus is not wont to go rooting through anyone's trash - though, during his visits, he has confessed to seeing some rather bizarre things discarded outside of Ariortos' study - mostly failed experiments in necromancy, and half-baked attempts to understand or emulate the properties of the hells. He's not about to delve too deep into trying to understand why there are remains of a half-burnt homunculus left crumbling to ash somewhere.

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❝ we’re young enough to try to build a better life. ❞ (Liyan and Parveen)

Sleeping at Last Starters // Accepting!

Searing in the sky lies the young man's purpose. Tainting the view of Letheia that the pair would have otherwise been treated to unadulterated on the hillside they now occupied lies the warped face of toiling, writhing forces, emanating the nightmare colours of unearthly noise and song. The young man's eyes burn just looking at it, staring down his own destiny - thus is the distraction of Liyan's presence all the more welcome.

He hesitates to even speak, at first, instead sliding his hand atop Liyan's with practiced tenderness. In the light of their eyes, the roaring Maelstrom melts away.

"We are. We're still so young, and isn't it wonderful how much potential this world holds for us," he hums. "But what will it matter, if I can't secure that future? You understand that, Song - that's why I'm doing this. I can't explain it, but all of this - the Cardinal, the Maelstrom, the rifts and elementals that now plague these lands... this is what I was meant to do with my life. I've spent so long searching for a purpose, some use of my gifts to help me find out who I am, and now... now that very purpose threatens the place I would call home."

His entire world seemed to be based on agonising, horrific change; from the shade of his skin turning a deep violet and his hair turning green, now giving way to winged beasts filling the skies and the end of the world knocking at their door. Yet, as his gaze glimpses that gaping hole in the sky, there's something else there - something separate from his ambition and selflessness that now shone in his gaze.

His fingers clasp more tightly around the tiefling's hand, as though they, too, could drift away at any second. "I'll say, though... when the thought occurs to me that, now, I have someone specific to protect by doing all this, someone I can come home to when the battle is won... it makes the whole thing easier."

A breath is released, one he didn't realise he was holding, as he falls back onto the grass beneath them. "But, I'm guessing what you meant by that is... just telling me to live a little, is that correct? Get ourselves situated before the inevitable? Though... I daresay neither of us are the type to settle down, don't you think?"

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Cassius immediately shrinks the moment the dragons land - not one, but two that he was lucky enough to get an audience with. His shaking form sticks out like a sore thumb to the beasts - though he's not distracted enough to not pick up on the way they address his new friend.

Witchling. That explained a lot.

Meekly, Cassius raises a hand, blue eyes zipping between each dragon as he dares to step closer. "A- actually, um... that was me. And, it's... it's... kinesis. Just, uh... manipulating the wind with the energy of the Plane of Air. Uhm... did you like it?"

Definitely a chat for a later time. She watched the shapes winging their way, humming brightly. "I think they did like them! They're definitely on their way now."

It's barely a handful of minutes before the pair of reptiles are dropping the bulk of their bodies into her yard, neck stretching to prod at Leanne with snouts and bared teeth.

"Witchling! How did you make the shapes? Is it a new magic?"

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Uncomfortable Headcanons based on The Magnus Archives  season 1

TW: death

ANGLERFISH - does your muse smoke? if yes, when did they start? do they plan to stop anytime soon?

DO NOT OPEN - would your muse do a dangerous job for a great amount of money? if so, how much would they ask for?

ACROSS THE STREET - if they have neighbors, what does your muse think of them?

PAGETURNER - does your muse read any book? what’s their favorite?

THROWN AWAY - did your muse ever found something weird or creepy in the trash?

SQUIRM - is your muse interested in going to dates? what was their worst one?

THE PIPER - what’s your muse’s thoughts about war?

BURNED OUT - are there any abandoned buildings in your muse’s town? are there any rumors about them?

A FATHER’S LOVE - talk about your muse’s relationship with their father

VAMPIRE KILLER - does your muse believe in the supernatural? if yes, do they have any proof?

DREAMER - does your muse have any recurring dream? if not, what was their worst nightmare?

FIRST AID - what was your muse’s worst wound?

ALONE - did they ever lose a loved one? how did they cope with their loss?

PIECEMEAL - did they ever commit a crime? would they be intersted into committing more, or any?

LOST JOHN’S CAVE - is your muse claustrophobic?

ARACHNOPHOBIA - what does your muse think about spiders?

THE BONETURNER’S TALE - what’s your muse’s favorite band or singer?

THE MAN UPSTAIRS - what was your muse’s worst interaction with a neighbor?

CONFESSION - what’s your muse’s thoughts about religion?

DESECREATED HOST - does your muse believe in hell?

FREEFALL - is your muse interested in partecipating to any extreme sport?

COLONY - did your muse ever sneak into someone else’s house, or an abandoned building?

SCHWARTZWALD - does your muse recall any scary story from their childhood?

STRANGE MUSIC - can your muse play any instruments?

GROWING DARK - did your muse ever had an argument with a friend?

A DISTORTION - did your muse ever felt like they were followed by someone or something?

A STURDY LOCK - did your muse ever had someone entering their house?

SKINTIGHT - if your muse had a youtube channel or a tv show, what would it be about?

CHEATING DEATH - what does your muse think about death? are they afraid of it?

KILLING FLOOR - was your muse ever interested into becoming a vegetarian?

FIRST HUNT - is your muse interested in hunting?

HIVE - did your muse ever had to deal with an infestation?

BOASTWAIN’S CALL - what was your muse’s longest journey?

ANATOMY CLASS - what were your muse’s favorite and least favorite classes in school?

OLD PASSAGES - are there any secret areas in your muse’s house?

TAKEN III - did your muse ever went through some bad illness?

BURNT OFFERING - what’s your muse relationship with fire? are they afraid of it, or do they find it fascinating?

LOST AND FOUND - did your muse ever lose something dear to them?

INFESTATION - what does your muse think of bugs? are they squeamish?

HUMAN REMAINS - did your muse ever see a dead body?

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childhood memories 

send me  ( humor )  for my muse to tell a joke they remember from their childhood 

send me  ( tears )  for my muse to discuss a childhood memory that makes them sad

send me  ( lost )  for my muse to talk about an item from childhood they wish they still had

send me  ( anger )  for my muse to discuss a memory from childhood that makes them mad

send me  ( smiles )  for my muse to talk about a childhood memory that makes them happy

send me  ( rage )   for my muse to talk about how anger affected them throughout their childhood 

send me  ( doubt )  for my muse to discuss a time they weren’t believed as a child, due to their age

send me  ( taught )  for my muse to talk about a time in their childhood when they learned a valuable lesson

send me  ( memento )  for my muse to talk about an item they still carry with them from childhood, and its significance 

send me  ( discipline )  for my muse to talk about how the way their parent(s) / guardian raised them has affected their life, now 

send me  ( rose tinted )  for my muse to talk about a childhood memory they used to view as positive, but now see as negative 

send me  ( inspiration  )   for my muse to talk about someone they knew as a child who inspired them to be who they are, currently

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argumentative, confrontational dialogue … sentence starters

“Just open up. For once.”

“Oh my god, just grow up!”

“Don’t tell me to calm down!”

“Stop it, you’re being childish!”

“I told you I’m fine, stop asking.”

“Shut up! Shut up! Just shut up!”

“What the hell is wrong with you?”

“Don’t you owe me an explanation?”

“Why don’t you ever listen to anyone?”

“I’m so tired of listening to you lie, lie lie!”

“Stop, I don’t want to argue. Just let it go.”

“Stop talking down to me. I’ve had enough.”

“Why are you sneaking around here like that?”

“What made you think that any of this was ok?”

“Why… why would you say something like that?”

“Don’t tell me you’re happy. I can see you’re not.”

“You’ve got a lot of explaining to do. Start talking.”

“You’re not perfect! Stop pretending that you are!”

“Why does everything have to be a fight with you?”

“Have you ever told the truth about anything, ever?”

“Talk to me. That’s all I want. Just talk to me, please!”

“Just keep your mouth shut for one second. Just one.”

“Why are you acting like this? What’s gotten into you?”

“You expect me to believe you? After all you’ve done?”

“Can’t you just give it to me straight, for once in your life?”

“Tell me what’s been going on. I deserve that much from you.”

“Why are you always trying to stick your nose in my business?”

“You can’t keep secrets from everyone and expect them to trust you.”

“Something’s up with you, and I’m not letting you go until you tell me what it is.”

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Cassius has always wanted to meet a dragon, so now he gets his wish. Makoto lands in front of him, though he is thankful that the young man is in a field. His wings spread out, blotting out the sun for a moment, before he simply sits down, staring at him.

"So, I've noticed that you've been around my uncle and my cousin. They seem to like you, and I suppose that means you're under my protection now."

His voice is projected mentally, and now he looks comfortable as he bathes in the sunlight, sun glinting from snow white scales, chest lowly rumbling as he exhales.

"I am Makoto Igarashi, the prince of frost...and you, are Cassius Crow."

Unprompted // Always Accepting!

A walk in the frost-tipped fields outside the capital is all it would be, he hoped - a brief reprieve from the strange new life he had found himself in as a surrogate child of royalty. He needed some break from the palace walls, from the marble floors and the chatter of servants - and, more than anything, some excuse to embrace the newfound freedom that came with his life as a wanderer.

The shadow that lingered above him, circling like a bird of prey, was ignored only until it became large enough for draconic features to shine through in the sun's light.

He thought to stay still, at first - perhaps the beast wouldn't notice him. As it begins to dive towards the ground, it's wings making the very sunlight flicker, it was clear that his attempt at stealth didn't work. As the beast came crashing down before him, knocking him backwards, he let out a terrified yelp into the air, his motions stuck somewhere between scrambling away from the dragon and reaching for the shortsword on his back.

Yet, the moment he manages to grasp the blade's hilt, he hesitates - where once, the dragon's eyes would have showed his aura spiking, wavering with fear, it would soon settle into an apprehensive curiosity. "Your... uncle? Cousin?" As the boy rises to his feet, he has to shield his eyes on his approach as the sunlight reflects off the dragon's pearl-white scales.

Makoto Igarashi. He recognised the name, or at the very least, the surname. Igarashi... the name given to the Divine Dragon that had claimed rulership of Kitai. If he weren't so awestruck, he'd groan - as if being adopted by the Duke wasn't enough, now he as chummy with the son of the Empress of Kitai? He supposed, being friends with the High Priestess of a different region of the country, he should have been used to the attention, but, still...

"Maybe I should have gone to Kitai," he muses aloud, taking another step towards the resting dragon. "Seeing as people from there just seem to keep popping up around me. But, uhm... for as long as you're here, I..."

Gently, hesitantly, he places a hand on the dragon's snout, brushing over the scales as he would the snout of some mule or steed. Thank the Gods, his hand is still intact. That knowledge alone is enough to get him to relax completely. "Well, it's... getting late. Assuming you mean who I think you mean, uh... would you mind if I hitch a ride back to the palace?"

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Parveen Storm, of the Four Winds

Art by Necroma!