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FIRST THREE IN MY INBOX GET KISSES

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Drop me a character name and I’ll reveal my muse’s heart...

VISUAL ATTRACTIVENESS: 💗💗💗💗💗 (purely aesthetic appreciation of looks)

FRIENDSHIP LEVEL: 💗💗💗💗💗 (how close a friend they consider them)

SEXUAL DESIRE: 💗💗💗💗💗 (wanting to have sex with them)

ROMANTIC INTENT: 💗💗💗💗💗 (hoping for a romantic relationship)

💔 Non-existent 💗 Very low 💗💗 A little 💗💗💗 Hopeful 💗💗💗💗 High 💗💗💗💗💗 Maximum

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prayeress‌:

Aerith doesn’t expect the woman to face her chasers so aggressively — rather, the simpler action would have been to just scurry along into a crowd and lose them naturally. That’s her original intention, more used to a sly escape rather than direct battle. Though she can’t complain about seeing the woman so forthright, respect immensely increasing as she glares at her opposition. In fact, she could admit she’s a little starstruck. 

But the surprise doesn’t last long. At last, Aerith is able to see her followers: three males of varied sizes, all gruff and rough. While she isn’t exactly helpless, she’s rather glad that she chooses to seek help than just face them herself. They leer at her, and she can feel their gazes crawl against her skin. Her reaction is to simply brush them off.

Ignoring her warning, they withdraw their blades and quickly rush towards the black-haired woman. With a burst of gust, she springs into action and quickly handles all of her attackers without breaking a single sweat. With finesse and expertise, she quickly makes work of them — one of them, after being knocked down, tries to raise his head again, and Aerith simply smacks him on the head with her staff.

“Wow! That was incredible!” Her awe is evident in her tone, lightly stepping over the groaning and collapsed men, to stand in front of her savior. It’s been quite some time since she sees someone make such quick work of others. “Thank you so much! They were really scary.”

She clasps her hands together, a small bow of gratitude given. “You deserve a reward! Hm… How about lunch? My treat!”

She had expected slightly more resistance, but as she swings her wooden stick at the man’s head, the poor guy didn’t even raise his hand to block and a resounding crack echoes forth causing even her to wince.

Then the other man advances towards her, and Fang twirls around to face him. She pierces him in the leg with her spear and with the blunt end, cracks him across the head. This fight, or rather lack of, leaves her feeling a little unsatisfied. A sigh leaves her and she turns back towards the woman she had just saved, just in time to see her raise her staff and bring it down on the same man.

Ouch.

She slides her stick back in its holder and finally steps forth to greet her properly.

“Well, I must admit. I am quite incredible.” The grin appears quickly. Fang: honest to a fault, of course.“Though as for them? I don’t know much about scary.” Saying so she kicks at the man attempting to stand again with the heel of her sandals, sending him back down to the ground.

“But hey, I’ve been taught to never say no to free lunch, so lead the way...” She pauses, scratching at the back of her head in thought.

“Say, I don’t think I’ve ever got your name. I’m Fang, by the by.”

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gunbladelesbian‌:

{ ⚔ }: “I don’t know. Maybe almost dying together made me fond of him,” she teased in return.

Feeling the other’s fingers intertwining with hers quelled the choking sensation in her throat. Expressing her most deepest thoughts was a rarity as she was accustomed to suppressing them. She mutely pondered on the woman’s thoughts about her after this revelation. Lightning was never one to offer her burdens upon others, however the anguish was overpowering. 

“It was. I had the power to see every timeline at once as Etro’s champion, but my days were spent protecting her realm alone.”

She warmly accepted Fang’s embrace, lifting her arm to caress the middle of her back. Regardless of this unfortunate situation, she quietly thanked the higher powers of this world for bringing her beloved here. 

“Of course I am,” she flickered a thoughtful glance towards her partner, “Thank you Fang. It means a lot to me that you’re here.” 

Despite Fang wearing her emotion on her sleeves, when Lightning expresses her feelings, it was truly a moment for her to treasure. She could feel the warmth emanating from her, and she hugs her just a little tighter.

Yet the pain she feels from her Lightning is palpable. A loneliness that she had thought filled through their time together. Her hand gently caresses the side of her arm, and without warning she leans in to kiss her on her head.

“I would have helped. Shoulder your burden, you know? We’ve always been stronger together, and you definitely won’t be lonely with me around.”

Her fingers tap against her arm. Drumming in nervous thought, she fidgets awkwardly. “Hey. So in any of those timelines you saw.”

As a blush tints her cheeks, Fang finds it just a little bit hard to meet her eye. “Are we ever together? I mean, with me stuck in that blasted crystal and you alone up there, it just seems like we got stuck with a real shit timeline.” She teases, but really, she finds herself eagerly awaiting the answer.

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𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒 /  𝐒𝐄𝐍����𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠.

❛ You will always fall in love, and it will always be like having your throat cut, just that fast. ❜

❛ You are going to break your promise. ❜

❛ I understand. ❜

❛ And I hold my hands over the ears of my heart, so that I will not hate you. ❜

❛ Oh, I will be cruel to you. ❜

❛ It will stop your breath, how cruel I can be. ❜

❛ But you understand, don’t you? ❜

❛ I am a demanding creature. ❜

❛ I am selfish and cruel and extremely unreasonable. ❜

❛ For you alone I will be weak. ❜

❛ I do not tolerate a world emptied of you. ❜

❛ In the dark, I have pored over the loss of you like pale gold. ❜

❛ I have looked for your face in the patterns of the ice. ❜

❛ I moved the earth and the water for you. ❜

❛ Because my magic is as strong as an arm. ❜

❛ Magic does that. It wastes you away. ❜

❛ Magic does that. It wastes you away. Once it grips you by the ear, the real world gets quieter and quieter, until you can hardly hear it at all. ❜

❛ You will always run away with her. ❜

❛ You will always lose her. ❜

❛ You will always be a fool. ❜

❛ War is not for winning. ❜

❛ But her heart was so cold that she could hold ice in her mouth and it would never melt. ❜

❛ You look like a winter night. ❜

❛ But if you must be clever, then be clever. ❜

❛ Be brave. ❜

❛ Sleep with fists closed and shoot straight. ❜

❛ She is so stubborn, her heart has an argument with her head every time it wants to beat. ❜

❛ How I adore you. ❜

❛ Tell me you want what you want and damn me forever. But don’t leave me. ❜

❛ Oh, quit that. ❜

❛ In his own country, death can be kind. ❜

❛ Bad luck relies on absolutely perfect timing. ❜

❛ Someone ought to write a novel about me. ❜

❛ I savor bitterness - it is born of experience. It is the privilege of one who has truly lived. ❜

❛ What is the world but a boxing ring where fools and devils put up their fists? ❜

❛ After love, no one is what they were before. ❜

❛ In the space of one heartbeat to another I loved you and I was lost to you. ❜

❛ No one is now what they were before the war. There’s just no getting any of it back. ❜

❛ How long your hair has grown. You could strangle a man in it. ❜

❛ I have survived, but I have not been spared. ❜

❛ After all, when all else is gone, you may still have bitterness in abundance. ❜

❛ I’ve a devil of a habit for being right. ❜

❛ Everyone is a criminal! ❜

❛ Naturally, then, humans fall into three categories: the criminal, the not-yet-criminal, and the not-yet-caught. ❜

❛ Forests have secrets. ❜

❛ We are better at this than you are. ❜

❛ We can hold two terrible ideas at once in our hearts. ❜

❛ It’s not so bad, my darling. ❜

❛ I look at you and it is like my throat being cut. ❜

❛ Do you think I am a fool? ❜

❛ Did you never think, even once, that I loved lipstick and rouge for more than their color alone? ❜

❛ I still want to kiss you. ❜

❛ I hate it here. ❜

❛ He’ll burn you down like wax if you let him. ❜

❛ Did I not come to you on my knees with a kingdom in my hand? ❜

❛ I am not a little girl anymore, dazzled by your magic. It is my magic, now, too. ❜

❛ My heart is being cut in two. I cannot bear it. ❜

❛ Nothing ever truly dies. ❜

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Nonverbal RP Starters

I’m finding it difficult to find memes for nonverbal characters ( be they mute, or just not fond of talking ) so I thought I’d make a few!

Neutral

☝️ Tap my muse on the shoulder

👉 Point to something for my muse to see

🤙 Bump into my muse

😊 Sit down next to my muse

🤨 Sit down across from my muse

📓 Push/Slide [an object] across a table to my muse

✍️ Pass my muse a note

🙄 Roll their eyes at my muse

🚪 Tap on a table/door/wall/chair to get my muse’s attention without speaking

Aggressive

🐺 Growl at my muse

😬 Snarl/show teeth at my muse

😠 Death Glare at my muse

🙌 Push/Shove my muse

👊 Punch my muse

👖 Kick my muse in the shin

👠 Stomp on my muse’s foot

😵 Knee my muse in the gut

💀 Knee my muse in the groin

🔪 Point a weapon at my muse

🖕 Flip my muse the bird/a similar gesture

👔 Roughly pull my muse down by the collar

💢 Bang on a door/wall/table to get my muse’s attention- angrily

Angst

👩‍⚕️ Put pressure on my muse’s wound

🌡 Push my muse down to give them medical attention

🥣 Bring my muse soup/medicine when they are sick

🤢 Hold my muse’s hair back/Rub my muse’s back while they are sick/throwing up

👐 Hold my muse when they are badly wounded/dying

👁 Wake my muse up during a nightmare

🐱 Hold my muse after a nightmare

😭 Hold my muse when they are crying

😢Touch my muse’s shoulder while they are crying in secret

💧 Wipe away my muse’s tears

💥 Try to calm my muse during an overwhelming emotional moment

⛈ Find my muse after some kind of trauma

Soft

👕 Tug on my muse’s sleeve/shirt/skirt

🐈 Lean against my muse’s side

🤝 Hold my muse’s hand

🤗 Pull my muse into a hug

🐕 Rest their head on my muse’s shoulder/knee

🐶 Nuzzle my muse with their nose [specify a location]

✋ Touch the back of my muse’s hand

🤝 Reach for my muse’s hand to hold it

👗 Fix/Straighten my muse’s clothes

😴 Stand by the bed to see if my muse will let you under the covers with them

🛌 Crawl under the covers with my muse

🥪 Set a plate/tray/bowl of food down for my muse

😚 Kiss my muse on the cheek

Playful

🌸 Put a flower in my muse’s hair

✨ Playfully shove my muse’s shoulder

💃 Pull my muse onto a dance floor/up to dance

🤞 Come up beside them and tap the shoulder opposite where they’re standing

😈 Jump out of the shadows to scare/startle my muse

😛 Stick their tongue out at my muse

😱 Make a silly face at my muse

🤭 Tickle my muse

👃 Poke my muse’s nose

💪 Pick my muse up

Sensual/Sexual

💘 Pull my muse in for a rough kiss

💕 Pull my muse in for a tender kiss

💞 Pull my muse in for a messy/desperate kiss

💖 Lean in to give my muse a sweet/chaste kiss

❤️ Lean in to give my muse a tender kiss

🔥 Pull my muse down by the collar/by their clothes - in a sexy way

😉 Pull my muse in by the hips

😲 Smack my muse’s butt

💋 Kiss my muse’s neck

👌 Push my muse down and give them a massage

👙 Pull [an article of clothing] off my muse

👀 Push my muse down on the bed

👄 Pull my muse onto the bed

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gunbladelesbian‌:

{ ⚔ }: She nodded towards the barren street on her left, “Let’s continue walking. It’ll be easier for me to explain.”

Confident her partner would follow suit, she began a brisk walk deeper into the avenue–As if fleeing from the guilt creeping into her skin. Lightning found herself unable to glance at Fang, maintaining a vigilant stare ahead. She almost felt childish for harboring such feelings. Naturally Fang had not been part of the chaotic ordeal with Caius Ballad and his Oracle, however simply remembering those events caused her skin to crawl with discomfort.

“After you and Vanille were crystallized in that pillar, everything seemed fine at first. I was able to have a brief reunion with Serah, and eventually agreed to become Snow’s sister-in-law. But then…”

She paused, pondering how best to summarize what happened. Gifted with observing various timelines all at once, there were moments she failed to recall what came first.

“…From what I can remember, there was a paradox in our timeline. Valhalla opened from the ground and dragged me within. But everyone else thought I was dead or inside the pillar with you.”

She nods along to her words as she kept pace with her partner. “Geez, Snow must have done something right for you to acknowledge him.” She joked but it was certainly a relief. Reaching forward to wrap her arm around the woman’s shoulder to offer a comforting hug, the sudden quickening of her step made Fang grasp nothing but air.

So she in turn picked up speed.

Trailing behind for a few seconds was enough for the other to have said much more and Fang, in a burst of speed, reached forward and grasped her hand.

“That sounds lonely.” She pulled though less to restrain Lightning but more to pull herself forward. Her other hand reached forward just as quickly and she wrapped the arm around her.

“But hey, you’re with me now. Right?” It was cheeky, and cheesy, but it was a lot of what Fang had wanted to convey. “If you’re fine with me, I’ll keep you company.”

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prayeress‌:

@sticklesbian   /   ♡.

Spirale is incredibly vast, perhaps even larger than Midgar, so it’s no surprise that Aerith finds herself wandering the lands, committing the landscape to memory to revisit once she has more time to return. Having been here for a few days now, she moves onto her exploration of Cotes Ward. While her own home in Fibonacci feels more like home with its technological aspects, Cotes seems more deeply intertwined with nature. To think there are still other wards to visit as well? This could truly be a wonderful experience!

… Could is quite a vague word, though. She could see herself enjoying the aspects of the land, and she tries to focus on such; but the nagging feeling of someone’s gaze upon her has been trickling down her spine for an hour, if not more. Having been used to the feeling, she knows she is being watched. When she pivots, pretending to take in the sights, she catches a glimpse of the strange man more than a few times – one she is completely unfamiliar with.

How scary.

She isn’t entirely helpless, but with no clues as to her follower nor of their prowess, she knows better than to strike carelessly. Keeping to populated paths, she moves quickly to lose the watchful gaze – though to little avail. Eventually, she figures a new plan would be better to enact, and upon spotting the solitary woman in the distance, she quickly speeds towards her.

“There you are! I’ve been looking for you!”

Her voice is loud enough to carry some distance, hopefully to the ears of her follower. Though she pretends to remain ignorant, closing the gap between her and the seemingly capable woman before her. Once she’s close enough, she leans in to whisper, cheerful expression never dropping to avoid suspicion. 

“There’s someone following me. Can you help me out?”

The call out surprised her and she, at first, turned to see if anyone else was being addressed. Finally she pointed at herself, and false recognition lights up her features. Waving back with excitement, she greeted the woman with a bear hug as she leaned her head in.

With the Aerith’s back towards her pursuers, Fang could see them clearly as they stopped their running and slowly approached. “Of course.” She whispered back, giving the woman a tight squeeze before pushing her behind. With a flourish, she brandishes the wooden spear physically blocking her pursuers from the woman as she moved her body to cut off their advance.

“It’s damn rude to chase after someone.” Her grin disappears and a serious expression replaces her grin. “Especially when they don’t want you to. So why not run along before I beat some sense into you all.” The pointed tip of her spear menacingly danced towards them as she taunted.

And when they chose to ignore her warning, the grin returned. “Well, come on then. Why don’t you attack at once, it’ll make you feel better.”

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✧      THE    100     SENTENCE     PROMPTS  !      (   PART   II   )

*  CHANGE ANY PRONOUNS AS NEEDED .  TAKEN FROM SEASONS 3 - 4 .

‘ I wanted to see things like you. I needed that. ‘

‘ I don’t know what I believe anymore. ‘

‘ I just know I have to live with what I’ve done. ‘

‘ You don’t ease pain. You overcome it. And we will. ‘

‘ Would you really condemn the human race to die in six months? ‘

‘ We’ll figure something out. We always do. ‘

‘ I know this world can suck, but at least it’s real.  ‘

‘ How you reach the goal matters, too. I’m sorry I didn’t teach you that.  ‘

‘ If you pull that, you will be killing everyone.  ‘

‘ I let my need for revenge put me on the wrong side. I don’t want that for you. ‘

‘ I never thought I’d see you again. ‘

‘ The flame will protect me. I don’t know how I know, I just know. ‘

‘ Can you hear me? I know you’re in there. Come back to me. I need you. ‘

‘ You’ve got it wrong. I wasn’t tortured. I mean, yeah, I was punched a couple of times. ‘

‘ It was peaceful. Safe. People were happy. ‘

‘ You have a real gratitude problem, you know that? ‘

‘ Are we ever gonna be done fighting? ‘

‘ We’re gonna build a house on a lake. We’re gonna plant corn. And raise chickens. ‘

‘ You’re really willing to trust that guy with your life? ‘

‘ I’m glad you’re back, brother. ‘

‘ You believe that to defeat an enemy who will stop at nothing, you must stop at nothing. ‘

‘ How’s that different than “blood must have blood”? ‘

‘ When the choice is “fight or die,” there is no choice. ‘

‘ You’re still you, right? Artificial intelligence hasn’t taken over your brain? ‘

‘ You don’t want saving. You want somebody to fight with you. ‘

‘ I didn’t flee the conclave because I was afraid I would lose. ‘

‘ How many lives would be lost to pay for those I would save? ‘

‘ You killed 300 of my people. Now you’ll take 300 cuts by my hand. ‘

‘ It’s been safe for you to come down for over a year now. Why haven’t you? ‘

‘ If we don’t, she died in vain. And I’m not gonna let that happen. ‘

‘ I left her behind. I left her behind, and we all die anyway. ‘

‘ Wouldn’t it be easier to just go outside? ‘

‘ I may not hate you anymore. ‘

‘ Who knew you were a secret badass? ‘

‘ You suck at talking people into things, you know that, right? ‘

‘ The time of the commanders is past. The time of the flame is past. ‘

‘ It takes the end of the world for me to say it. ‘

‘ What do I say? I say that death wave can kiss my ass. ’

‘ Now, either you lead us into battle or get the hell out of my way. ‘

‘ We shouldn’t be lining up to die. We should be fighting for our right to live. ‘

‘ Whatever choice I make, someone always dies. ‘

‘ Well, not shooting me — that was the right choice.  ‘

‘ It felt good to be safe. I never felt that way before. ‘

‘ We know that if that door stays shut, the human race survives. Please. ‘

‘ You’re gonna have to make it a kill shot. It’s the only way you’re gonna stop me. ‘

‘ This isn’t about saving my people. It’s about saving the human race. ‘

‘ I don’t choose pain. I choose life. Let’s get to work. ‘

‘ They stole the bunker. They’re not my people anymore. ‘

‘ Do I have to spell it out for you? You’re not enough to make me want to live. ‘

‘ I am not worth dying for. Save yourself. Let the rest of us go. ‘

‘ I must have missed the election that made you chancellor again. ‘

‘ I fight for death. When I win, no one will be saved.  ‘

‘ We can’t save them if they don’t want to be saved. ‘

‘ If you’re gonna go out, might as well go out with a view. ‘

‘ Every time we think that, something bad happens. ‘

‘ Hunting for someone else to kill? What is wrong with you people? ‘

‘ I know that, but you just said it, we have no choice. ‘

‘ You want to survive out here alone? Let me help you. ‘

‘ It’s pathetic, right? She hates me, but I keep coming back for more.‘

‘ She’s your sister. She’s blood. She’ll come around and see how special you are. ‘

‘ What happens once you’ve turned us all into nightbloods?  ‘

‘ For years, I reveled in death and violence. I killed my own brother.  ‘

‘ I think peace is overrated. It’s the fighters who survive. ‘

‘ With all due respect, your son would be ashamed of you. ‘

‘ So what? I survive long enough for everyone else to die?‘

‘ You know, someday when all this is over, you’re gonna realize that foam bit was funny. ‘

‘ [Name], it’s not your blood that defines you – it’s your heart. ‘

‘ Do you really think you deserve to be saved?‘

‘ Who are you? When did you become this person? ‘

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Soft Intimacy Meme

Send one to…

😴  - Curl up next to my sleeping muse

🤐 - Come to my muse with a secret

🧥 - Wrap a coat around my muse

💉 - Help my muse take a shot

✂️ - Cut my muse’s hair

🎈 - Bring my muse something to cheer them up

🤗 - Sneak up behind my muse and hug them

🎸 - Teach my muse how to play the guitar

🍙 - Bring my muse something to eat

🥤 - Bring my muse a drink

🍻 - Bring my muse an alcoholic drink

🌺 - Put a flower in my muse’s hair

🛁 - Take a bath with my muse

🚿 - Take a shower with my muse

🎮 - Show my muse video game cheats

⚽️ - Teach my muse a sport

🌱 - Plant seedlings with my muse

🤛🏼 - Show my muse how to throw a proper punch

📕 - Read to my muse

🧢 - Put a hat on my muse

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sugarandrainbowss‌:

@sticklesbian liked starter call

Vanille hated this place. She hated being alone - that was why she stuck with Lightning and the others for as long as she had. She no longer even had Sazh. She had given up on finding anyone she knew again. That is, until–

“Fang?!” It had to be, right? Then again, she had seen so many strange things already that she could have been mistaken. Oh, she didn’t care anymore. If it was a stranger, at least she would make a new friend out of it. She ran over to Fang - launching herself at her full-force. She was so relieved that she could have cried.

At least they warned her before charging her headfirst. Though Fang wasn’t all too sure if said warning was enough of a heads up, as all the air in her body was expelled in a single gasp and she landed on her ass.

At least she was able to catch her,

“Geez Vanille, talk about a surprise.” Speaking through the death grip Vanille had around her waist was a little hard, though Fang was probably hugging her just as tightly.

“Didn’t think you’d show up, I missed you.”

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(Yo yo! Give this a like if you want an event starter with Fang capped at 3! Feel free to give this a like even though we might have a thread ongoing.)

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Now accepting curious anons.

These can be character development questions, questions about any interactions you’ve seen on the blog, questions about any ships you’ve seen on the blog, questions about my muses feelings about other muses from the fandom, or anything else you may be interested in knowing about my muse. 

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send me a crystal and i'll tell...

abalone: what kind of situations compromise my muse emotionally

aegerine: my muse's opinion of the supernatural

agate: how my muse calms down

blue lace agate: my muse's favorite form of communication (verbal, letters, texting, etc.)

fire agate: if my muse is brave or cowardly

moss agate: if my muse has a high or low opinion of themself

amazonite: what kind of situations call for my muse to be dishonest

amethyst: what my muse would most like to be able to shape-shift into

ammolite: how lucky or unlucky my use is

angel aura quartz: my muse's opinion of LGBT+ issues

apache tears: a sadness headcanon

apatite: a headcanon about my muse's intuition

apophyllite: my muse's religious/spiritual beliefs

aquamarine: where my muse feels most calm/relaxed

biotite: the biggest problems my muse is currently dealing with

bloodstone: how my muse sees themself as part of the world at large

calcite: my muse's social tendencies (introverted vs extroverted, parties vs one-on-one conversations, etc.)

carnelian: an art-related headcanon

celestite: how my muse deals with anxiety

chalcedony: the saddest my muse has ever been

chalcopyrite: how my muse deals with ending relationships

charoite: who my muse looks up to

chrysocolla: a money-making headcanon

copper: how I think my muse will end up when they're older

coral: how my muse views the natural world

diamond: a sex headcanon

dolomite: a sleep headcanon

emerald: how my muse tells someone they love them without words

fluorite: what my muse's room looks like

fossil: what my muse's dream job is

galena: what it's like to be in a relationship with my muse

garnet: what my muse's perfect partner would be

gold: my muse's financial situation

hematite: how squeamish my muse is

hiddenite: how much of an "inner child" my muse has

iolite: my muse's drinking habits

jade: if my muse would ever cheat on a partner

jasper: what my muse would be like as a parent

kyanite: an anger headcanon

lapis lazuli: where 'home' is to my muse

lodestone: what kind of people gravitate towards my muse

malachite: what my muse as a child thought they would be when they grew up

mica: what my muse views as their worst personality trait

moonstone: my muse's opinions on outer space

mother of pearl: if my muse tends to lift people up or bring them down

nebula stone: how good my muse's memory is

obsidian: which of the seven deadly sins my muse would be

opal: how creative my muse is

pearl: a mental health headcanon

petalite: what my muse would do if they found a wallet on the street

pyrite: a physical health headcanon

quartz: how my muse thinks other people see them

rhodonite: if my muse prefers elegance or convenience

rubellite: if my muse has any 'triggers' that inspire painful memories

ruby: a happiness headcanon

sapphire: if everyone my muse knew was hanging off a cliff and they could only choose three to save, the rest certainly dying, who they would choose

serpentine: how my muse would seduce another [alt: how my muse makes their money]

silver: if my muse prefers masculinity or femininity

tsavorite: if my muse believes in destiny or fate

ulexite: how empathetic/sympathetic/compassionate my muse is

unakite: what my muse's ideal pet would be

verdite: my muse's ethnicity/family history

zebra stone: what gets my muse excited

zoisite: does my muse believe everything's going to work out for them in the end or not?

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send a ‘👄 + character name’ and my muse will talk about that character

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👄

Grinning madly she lets the pink-haired girl shower her with kisses as she hugs her tightly. It was a long while since the two met outside of their crystal prison and Fang was only too glad for her freedom.

Even in this restrictive city.

Though having all her friends here certainly changed things quite a bit.

“Geez, Vanille. It’s like you haven’t seen me for a few hundred years.”

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👄!

She gasps. The woman puts a hand to her mouth in mock shock before a snort gives her away.

“Just messing with you, but you’ve gotta admit that it was out of nowhere.” She bows and extends her hand out towards her. “At least you should introduce yourself beforehand, don’t you think?”