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FOR THE MEME DO ALL OF THEM FOR BUNNY MOM

[aaaHHH THAT’S SO MANY MICK!!! I WILL DO IT, BUT I WILL BREAK IT DOWN INTO A FEW DIFFERENT POSTS….]

Ask my Muse how good they are at...

💋 - kissingDreyll immediately turned 16 shades of red at the bluntness of this question. “… I… I don’t know? Uhm… y-you’d probably have to ask someone I’ve kissed for that information…” 

👼 - babysitting

“Well I think I’m okay with kids… but I usually think whatever bad idea they have sounds fun too… so we get into trouble.” She smiled sheepishly and shrugged her shoulders. 

🍛 - cooking

“Uhhh….” she looked immediately guilty of something. “I can! I mean… I can do it… just… sometimes I forget I’m doing it, you know?” She has set the kitchen on fire… more than once. 

💃 - dancing

“I wouldn’t say it’s my secret talent or anything, but I think I can dance okay.” She seems thoughtful on this. Truthfully, Dreyll is about the top tier level of clutz, but if music moves her her feet do in fact find the way. 

🎭 - acting/performing arts

“Uhm... I’m not particularly sure I’m a good actress...” Dreyll was not a good liar, even when it was harmless. Pretending to be someone or something she was not was just... not one of her strengths. 

🍻 - tolerating alcohol

“... depends, on the sort, I guess?” Sort and circumstance - when in fun and comfortable company she was much more likely to lose herself.

😠 - managing with their temper

“I’d say I’m fairly good at that! Not much bothers me...” Dreyll was incredibly easy going, forgiving, and naive. Little upset her, save for blatant injustice in the world. Thus... her line of work. Uniting and raising up the disenfranchised. 

📝- planning and following their plan

Her expression cowed a little bit. “Bad,” she admitted plainly, “real bad... I’m more of a... making it up as I go kind of girl.”

🎤- singing

“Well... I like to think I can carry a tune...” she looked thoughtful then shrugged with a soft laugh, “I don’t think anyone is going to be lining up to listen to me sing any time soon, but I don’t think I’m awful at it.”

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Ask muse how good they are at..

💋 - kissing 👼 - babysitting 🍛 - cooking 💃 - dancing 🎭 - acting/performing arts 🍻 - tolerating alcohol 😠 - managing with their temper 📝- planning and following their plan ��- singing 🙊 - keeping secrets 🌷- taking care of plants/pets 😈 - manipulating with others 🏊 - swimming 😂 - telling jokes 📰 - keeping track of world news 📚 - worlds history knowledge ⌚- keeping track of time 💪 - staying fit 😏 - lying 🚗 - driving a car 👗 - dressing with style 🔮 - magic 🔪 - melee weapons 🔫 - ranged weapons 💞 - expressing their feelings 😓 - acknowledging mistakes 🎺 - playing an instrument 🎁 - making gifts ✊ - keeping promises

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If we are mutuals, you are welcome to: 

tag me in starters 

answer my open starters

spam my inbox with memes

ask me to spam you with memes

scream at me in ims at all ungodly hours

randomly drop a plot idea on me whenever you want 

never be scared that you’re bothering me in any way bc, if i followed you, i love your blog and I am always down for interacting with you!  <3  <3  <3

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———♚ ERA AESTHETIC GAME

Tagged By: Snagged from @hiraethr Tagging: Anyone who’d like to do this!!

** Rules : **  bold the aesthetic that applies to your muse. repost. don’t reblog.

                             𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐄𝐕𝐀𝐋.

tired eyes. coffee stains on the table. listening to the bustle of the city. unmade beds. loose ponytails. sunlight seeping through the curtains. chapped lips. walking barefoot across the floorboards. dusty dictionaries. black and white reruns. huge sweaters. the ticking of the clock. hearing birds in the morning. fireplaces. falling asleep during class.

                            𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄.

freckles. the sun rising. watching the sea. taking shots of the city. historical museums. bright eyes. looking up at the clouds. walls covered in artworks. drawing in the middle of lessons. tracing your fingers on the sand. painting for hours. staying in uncrowded coffee-shops. worn paperbacks. messy braids. going to bed with your kneesocks on.

                             𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐐𝐔𝐄.

dark hair. a little sophisticated. always observing the world around you. intricate designs.high ceilings. extravagant musical pieces. dim lights. colourless photographs. fancy furniture. pale skin. hearing soft footfalls coming from outside the room. mischievous looks. bitten nails. candlelight dinners. dark shades of lipstick.

                             𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋.

chandeliers. the clinking of a teacup mug. laced clothing. modern architecture. light hair.watching the view from the terrace. hidden birthmarks. drinking tea in the morning.wandering about in an empty building. botanical gardens. old films. ancient marble sculptures. expensive perfume. breakfasts in bed. reading about mythology.

                             𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐂.

compassion. short writings on scraps of paper. blushed cheeks. a bouquet of roses. reading collections of poetry late at night. loose hair. carpeted floors. attending operas. faint music playing in the background. staying under the covers until midday. the night sky. streetlights. picking flowers. dancing around in silk dresses. scented candles.

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ooc;

... wanna write, nobody to write with. ┐(￣ヘ￣)┌

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“Can you feel that?”

“Yes yes yes owowowowww…”

His chuckle was tender and his head shook lightly. “Perhaps should I have arrived on time…”

“Perhaps there would be more wounds between the lot of us then…” Dreyll managed a smile despite the scrapes and burns across her side, the grit embedded in her knees… He was always quick to blame himself wasn’t he? Their time of officially knowing one another was short but his facade was strangely easy for her to see around.

[a little blip somewhere after felling the primal Ifrit]

Keep reading

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by your order, Captain

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LFRP

Name: Dreyll Amestris/Kivaltas (depending on when/what verse you meet her)

Three important physical features:

♥ Long long red hair. If her hair is SHORT then something out of her control probably happened to it. ♥ Bright orange eyes. Just like, so so bright. ♥ A persistent smile.

Three places where someone might find them:

♥ Around Ul’dah - her adoptive parents live there. ♥ Somewhere in the Shroud. Probably tucked under a tree, listening to the birds. ♥ Taking in the sights in the Peaks.

Three topics that might get them talking:

♥ Literally anything cute.  ♥ Talk of other viera (she’s never really met any). ♥ Honestly anything. She will talk to anyone about anything. Even things she doesn’t know - she’s always excited to learn more.

About the Writer:

Hi! I’m Kristi! I can be really shy... or like, super outgoing and energetic. I’m sorry about me, tbh... I get really invested in my rps, and they mean a lot to me. I like shipping but I find it very awkward if I don’t know someone first. Please don’t... come knocking on my door about shipping if I don’t know you. That doesn’t mean I wont RP with anyone, but if you’re goal is to bone down, I’m not interested. I try to reflect what my partners put out with length and style. 

What timezone/time of day are you online?

EST, but I have a day job that usually keeps me away until mid afternoon, and knocks my butt into bed around 10pm.

What RP platforms do you use? (In-game, Discord/Skype, Tumblr, etc)

Well, Tumblr I guess. If we get to know one another maybe Discord.

Three facts about you!

♥ I’ve been RPing for almost 20 years, starting way back in ye olde neopets forums with one line rps. ♥ I am a big nerd about a lot of stuff. I love science! I love learning new things! You can always talk to me about stuff that interests you because I promise you I am interested. ♥ I have a dog, three cats, and two rabbits, and they are.... Something.

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ooc;

Working on an LFRP post, but the format keeps eating itself. So it’s just gonna be ugly. But I gotta reorganize it. So later. But just, to my 3 followers. It’s definitely coming. 

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“You’re going to be fine. I promise.” @ K'jhir

His breath was ragged, his chest burned. All of him burned. 

For a moment, he had… lost himself. To a power awakened in him when he was asleep. As a child he showed no magical aptitude. No, no aptitude in much of anything. He was not a prodigy, he was not special, he was not unique. Except for his mismatched eyes. Seen as an ill omen. As a threat. A broken mind was far less threatening.

He was still learning, adjusting, to this power he had acquired through dark means. This black magic. Such destruction at his finger tips, it sent a surge of anxiety through him, tightened around his lungs, closing his airways. Every time the power surged forth, this panic took hold of him - but he heard her. And that was enough. That was enough for now, to bring him back down.

“... forgive me Ahru, I... got away from myself.”

[accepting]

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“I know it will be fine, but right now the very least I can do is tend it.”

Dreyll could certainly be a worrywort, and she was well aware that Ahru could handle herself, but.. since she was here, she certainly wasn’t going to ignore a problem she could easily  mend.

“Just hold still a moment and I can at least stop the bleeding.” 

Eos stood perched atop Dreyll’s shoulder, watching silently as Dreyll twisted the aether around the wound. Ahru might have found it negligible, but if left to bleed, exposed, there could be any number of unwanted side effects.

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GENERAL

“Can you walk?”

“How did this happen?”

“What the hell happened?”

“I hit my head.”

“Did you hit your head?”

“Can you hear me?”

“Don’t close your eyes, stay awake!”

“Come on, stay with me!”

“No no no no no!”

“You shot me!”

“I didn’t mean to shoot you!”

“You stabbed me!”

“I didn’t mean to stab you!”

“Take the knife out!”

“Don’t take the knife out!”

“It was an accident!”

“That/this wasn’t an accident!”

“That looks broken.”

“I think my leg/arm is broken.”

“That doesn’t look good.”

“Am I going to die?”

“You’re not going to die!”

“Calm down!”

“Don’t panic!”

“I can’t help you if you don’t let me!”

BLOOD

“Are you bleeding?”

“Don’t move, you’re bleeding.”

“Is that blood?”

“Whose blood is that?”

“That’s a lot of blood.”

“Do you know how to get bloodstains out?”

“Why do you know how to get bloodstains out?”

“Damn, I got blood on my shirt.”

“Don’t move, you’re losing blood!”

“I won’t let you bleed out!”

“You have blood on your face.”

“I swear to god, if you get blood on me…”

“What’s your blood type?”

“Why in the hell would you need to know my blood type?”

WOUNDS

“That cut is nasty.”

“You have a massive gash in your arm/leg!’

“Don’t touch it!”

“Don’t move, you’ll only make it worse!”

“I’ll get some bandages.”

“You’re going to need stitches.”

“That looks infected…”

“Did you get bit by something?”

“There’s no exit wound, the bullet is still in you.”

“There’s an exit wound, the bullet went through you.”

AFTERCARE

“How are you feeling?”

“How does it feel?”

“It’s still not healed, but it’s getting there.”

“Let’s go home.”

“I just want to go home.”

“Let’s get you into the bathtub.”

“We need to change your bandages soon.”

“Get some sleep, okay?”

“You need to eat something, you’ve been through a lot today.”

“I’ll check up on you in a bit.”

“You’re going to be fine. I promise.”

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“Oh, sorry, I didn’t mean... well I... I’d be happy to help if I can!” Dreyll cleared her throat, feeling a little sheepish. “I hadn’t meant to overhear, but...” she glanced upwards at her long ears. “... well. You know. But I’d be happy to help if I can, please go ahead!”

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so I just had like the absolute worst urge to draw very suddenly and i could not stop until i was done. have some more bundreyll. 

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Send 🌦️ to see them out in their favourite kind of weather

Dreyll loves the sunshine! She can certainly appreciate all types of weather but if she got to pick it’d be blue skies with a few sparse fluffy clouds. ♥

[I was going to do it for Kajh as well, but his weather of choice is highly dependent on the stages of his life. He’s overall a fan of foggy mornings and quiet contemplation, but he lived in darkness for a long time and though it can be blinding, the pure life of the sun and the life it brings is a welcome change. I also just couldn’t really catch good weather in game.]