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Prompt 1: Crux

Some years before present day: 

“..you listening to me?” 

“Huh?” Mismatched eyes swung up from the heavy tome laid out over knees bent upright, where the red-headed Miqo’te had holed up in the library. 

The Lalafell made an amused noise, hands planted on her hips. Head cocked with a look of chiding one might find on the face of an older sister, the woman smirked, “I was asking if you’d been listening to a word I’ve been saying this past bell, but the answer is plainly no,” she said, voice lilting in a teasing tone. 

Flushing warm, the Miqo’te shut the book with a heavy thump, ears flicked back, “M’sorry, Krile, s’just this.. Was.. uh..”

Faero’li fumbled with words for a moment, the Lalafell’s eyebrows rising higher with each word until he trailed off, looking away. The yellow clad Scion tipped her head to take a gander at the spine of the tome, noting the bindings and the sigils that would make no sense to any other than those like Faero’li and herself, given their preferences with ancient, dead languages. “Found the book about Nym soul bond practices, did you?” she murmured, curiosity and sympathy vying for attention both in her voice.

Faero’li shrugged, his mismatched gold-and-green gaze falling onto the ancient, crumbling cover that had once been some gorgeously ornate thing made of delicate cut stone and metal, but now was..simply a frame of broken shards, preserved through magic and careful handling. 

“S’just an interest,” he said, smiling a little before looking up with a brighter expression, “Weren’t you jus’ talkin’ ‘bout the news from the Son’s operation out in Mor Dhona?” he prodded, setting the book aside and bidding her to continue her diatribe. 

As she spoke, Krile couldn’t help but wonder if the slow fading of the color in Faero’li’s eyes had anything to do with the sudden interest in soul binding magics. 

Only time would tell, she supposed.

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Hand study ‘Selenelion’ Embroidery on Tulle by Kathrin Marchenko                          

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Peacebloom

Looking down at the locks of freshly cut hair, from his place of detachment he noticed idly how his hands trembled where the fresh snow white colored hair lay against his own dark skin. 

It was a startling, but beautiful, contrast of color and hue. But as he tossed the hair into the fire and picked up the brush laying beside him, he wondered if the creeping wound that would drain him to the last was offering this beautiful illusion as a consolation. Something wry slides across his face before he closes his eyes and starts the hour long ritual of taming the wild mass of his hair into something resembling order. 

He was grateful that this instance of leeching was under the rest of his hair, so the stubby strands left at the nape of his neck would be easy to hide. Concerning was how much of his hair had gone white in this bout. The wards in his skin were growing fainter with each protective swell they expended, and the progression was..concerning. 

And so was the exhaustion, if he were being completely honest with himself. His fingers split his hair into parts and made quick work of plaiting his hair into his customary loose braid, gaze lost to thought as he stared blankly at the fire. He needs to start back with the experiments, then. Sighing softly he looks toward the half open door, where his desk was in the other room, the single lamp casting dim light on the mess of papers and correspondence there. And.. perhaps it was time to contact her once more. 

He pushes himself to his feet, wobbling dangerously before catching himself on the warm wood of the mantle above the fireplace. The vertigo passes and he makes his way slowly, like some brittle, decrepit creature up the loft stairs to collapse in a ball in the nest of his bed. 

Glassy, clear eyes stare lifelessly at the chocobo softly singing, stars drifting lazily above it before vanishing. 

He wonders if that’s what it will feel like, when this claims him. 

A bright light, then .. nothing. How peaceful.

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5 years ago, something changed in us.

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Go on Anon and have your muse tell my muse anything they want.

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Madeline Miller, Circe

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little joys

by Denny Bitte

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Alice Oseman, Radio Silence

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Mushroom and moss growth on logs at our local forest

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The lavender held memories, the eucalyptus remembered all the tears, and the poppies were always there to see the years crawl by.

Three plants that are reminders of my childhood home in Northern California.

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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