We can relate to your determination. Because we monsters have our motivation. I am the mastermind, he's my accomplice. You're only still alive because I made a promise. You'll lose your mind when you wander for hours. You might even decide to start talkin' to flowers. Who's the real monster? Now you should know. You've cut this story down to the bone.
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sir-huffman:
❝ As long as you are not impeding on the Sister’s work nor breaking any laws, you are welcome to stalk your subordinate as much as you like. Although, I never knew that you Fatui would resort to such harassment. Even more so on your own fellow countrymen. ❞
Tch. And here Huffman didn’t realize his view on the Fatui would plummet further. Or rather, he expected more from such an established guest. But perhaps he was too insignificant to really understand the games the higher ups played. One of the reasons why his own Cavalry Captain gave him a headache as well as more problems than solutions.
“Stalk? No, no, no.. You’ve got me all wrong, Sir Huffman. I merely wish to keep an eye on him. Make sure he’s doing as he should and not getting into any trouble he shouldn’t be getting into.” All the while getting into trouble himself.
“But I also wouldn’t have to resort to any of these tactics if you would just be honest with me.” He said, smirking at the other. “Or do I have to buy you a drink first to get you to warm up to me. After all, you don’t seem all too thrilled to have me around, which I gotta say... kind of hurts my feelings.”
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CHILDE CHUCKLED AT SCARA FROM THE FLOOR, his enthusiasm was almost as bad as his. as much as he wanted to go all out on him just for the hell of it, they couldn’t beat each other up too bad. they still had to fight and work for the tsarista after all. he lifted himself onto his knee, looking about towards scaramouche. “i don’t remember saying anything about giving up … hey, we’re almost the same height from here, aren’t we?” he mused for a moment.
THAT IS UNTIL HE THREW HIMSELF INTO THE OTHER’S LEGS, bringing him back down onto the floor with him. “remember, scara - this is just for fun. no killing or incapacitating each other, alright?” he pinned him back down once more as soon as he had the chance. “and the biting just isn’t my thing- save that for your own personal time!”
Scaramouche just rolled his eyes. Of course he’d be laughing. “Good because I’m just getting started.” He glared at him for the comment about his height, wanting so badly to smack him upside the head. However, he didn’t have much time before he was flat on his back once more.
UGH. Seriously?? "But that’s the best part. There’s no fun if we both walk out of this conscious.” He said, struggling to push the other off of him, legs wrapping around his body as he held him close. Well, if he wasn’t going to let him move, then he wouldn’t let Childe move either. “Oh? Well, that’s a shame. I would’ve left you mark me up if you wanted.” A pause. “No matter. Then I’ll just have to knock you out cold and go about my day.”
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It was a conflicting situation that Huffman was still teetering on the edge, mostly because he was not exactly sure what to do. Or rather, he knew what to do but he didn’t feel right just walking away from this so easily. This was the Acting Grand Master we are talking about here! Ah. He could already feel the web starting to tangle as he maneuvered around what was acceptable and wasn’t.
But with hands on his body and the closeness they were sharing together… ❝ I have to stop you there, Acting Grand Master. ❞
He gently took her hands off of him, setting a boundary that even if he couldn’t cross. Sure, consequences for his actions he was fine with, but they had to be things out of his control. But this, well, he needed to calm down and speak as clearly as he could.
Huffman took a step back, putting space between them once again so that they could talk as clearly as possible.
❝ I am merely offering to help treat a symptom. Nothing more and nothing less. However, if this leads you to misunderstand my intensions as something more than just providing simple relief…I will have to take back my offer. I am simply a healer overseeing your ailment… ❞
Right. As soon as there was any implications that there were emotions, desires, wants and yearns on the line here…Huffman had to draw the line. He was a healer, a man who didn’t mind helping out his fellow knights in times of need should they need such comfort (in any capacity), but it was strictly for comfort and nothing else.
Jean froze upon hearing his words. Oh no. Did she overstep her boundaries? Even if she really couldn’t help herself. “B-But Huffman, I-” Before she could get her words out, he took her hands and she looked up at him. Was she about to get friendzoned? It was rare she put herself out there, rare she let her guard down, but here she was and ... it sure felt like she was about to be rejected.
And with the amount of space he had put between them, well, she should just cut him off and go find someone else to help her. She didn’t care anymore. Her heart was beating so fast and she couldn’t catch her breath, but she refused to let her guard down. Refused to let him see her hurt.
“Huffman.” She said, “I’m sorry for overstepping my boundaries and saying things... way out of line, I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.” She said, “It’s fine. If you can’t or won’t help me out, then I can find someone else willing to help me out.” She said, taking a deep breath as she moved to cross her arms in front of her, trying to hide her shaking hands, looking down at her feet.
“I am sorry to trouble you. I’ll just go back to my office and let Kaeya know that he’s in charge if you don’t want to anymore, but I will also not hide that... I might be some underlying feelings for you and as much as it scares me, I won’t lie. Lying about how I feel just to get you to help me.. That would be the same as taking advantage of you.”
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Sora had no real references. All he knew of such things like intimacy and sex is what he learned from box. He had no real skill in kissing. All of his skill had been developed from kissing the man he was with in that moment. Not that he really minded. Kaeya could teach him whatever he wanted.
He moaned against the other’s lips, leaning into the kiss and wanting to taste more of him. Kaeya tasted like alcohol. Sora found it absolutely intoxicating.
The pink haired male made a small noise as the other pulled on his lip. He chuckled lightly and sat up on Kaeya’s lap. He undid the obi around his waist and the shoulders of his robes fell with little prodding, revealing perfectly porcelain skin.
With his chest revealed, Sora’s hands moved to undo the buttons of Kaeya’s outfit, brushing his hands from Kaeya’s stomach to his chest while licking his lips, “I’ve had some dreams about you…. What it would feel like for you to find take me as yours, my dear Knight-Capitan.”
Sora leaned down and kissed the center of Kaeya’s chest, “Please show me that reality are better than dreams.”
Man Kaeya was growing more and more excited to be with Sora. He had fancied the other from the moment they met. The way he looked, the way he spoke, it was all something that Kaeya admired. But could Kaeya really be the best man for Sora? Sometimes he wondered if he should tell him about his past... but he didn’t want to risk losing the other -- not since he was finally falling for him.
When the other began to undo his shirt, the feeling of his hands on his stomach sent shivers down his spine. Then his words... “Oh?” He asked, curious about what that dream had been about. But before he could ask the other’s lips fell upon his chest and Kaeya sighed, hand moving to run into his hair.
“I will show you more than that... I will show you what it means to truly be loved, admired...” He said, “To be appreciated and worshiped like you deserve.” He said, fingers playing with a few strands of the other’s hair. “I will show you that no one is better suited for your needs than I.” He was confident on the outside, but inside... he was worried that the other would decide he wanted someone.. not like himself.
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To think, he would have Kaeya Alberich speaking such a way towards him. The other was a menace to be sure, but Sora was absolutely enthralled by him. The Knight Captain seemed to weasel his way into Sora’s heart. He always said he would never fall for someone like Kaeya and yet he did.
His face flushed slightly at Kaeya’s words. Pervert, he thought. However, he really didn’t mind the other’s words. He was more than happy to give Kaeya all of his time. Besides, all he did was tend to the gardens. He wasn’t that important.
Sora chuckled lightly as he finished the rest of his drink, watching Kaeya from his spot. Once his drink was done, he sat it down on the bar before he rose eloquently from the stool and stooled over to the door. He smiled and held out his hand to Kaeya when the other turned to him, “Shall we?”
Walking up to the bar, he couldn’t help but glance back at the other from time to time, smirking as he looked him over. The things he was imagining... Oh if only he knew. When he approached the bar, he smiled at the bartender quickly paying for both his tab and anything Sora still owed.
Turning back around, he found the other waiting for him before making his way towards the one he planned to spend all night with. Slipping an arm around him, he tugged the other close as he nuzzled into him for just a moment, kissing along his collar bone before taking a deep breath.
"Yeah, let’s go.” He said, pulling back before his hand found Sora’s, pushing the door open as he hurried his way out of the tavern. “Unfortunately, it is a bit of a walk back to my place, but it’ll be worth the wait, I promise.” He said, “Unless of course, you have someplace closer?” He asked, looking over at the other. He didn’t care where the two went, but... he was growing rather impatient.
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Kaeya scoffed when the other answered him. He was nervous, he could tell. Hand sliding further up his leg, he moved to crawl up the bed, closer to Sora as his other hand moved to cup his cheek. “No reason to be nervous, Sora.” He said, “You’re stunning and have no reason to be embarrassed.”
When the other gave him the okay to bite him, he chuckled, leaning forward to press a kiss to his cheek, nipping here and there as his hand moved further up his leg, slipping under the kimono. “My Sora is so beautiful.” He said, “And I would have been happy with anything you had planned for today.”
His growing arousal was pressing against his pants, causing him to groan the longer he was restricted. “Would it be alright if I ask you to remove your kimono, love?” He asked, “I’d like to see you completely naked so I can take in the beauty of my amazing partner.”
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Kat mused, fingers brushing across her nipples, smirking to herself before pulling back away from the other. “Alright. If you’re sure you can handle me.” She said, standing up to remove her own clothes, eyes focused only on Yae before she joined the fox in the water. “I plan on showing you what you’re missing out on.” She said, moving in closer to the other, one arm resting on her shoulder, the other slipping underneath the water to run along her bare leg.
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“Are you calling me a bitch that dislikes everything? That’s mean. I like a lot of shit, ya know.” In that little reunion? Not much, really. But she liked him. Saying it out loud wasn’t really her thing, even when she could be quite blunt about everything else that did not involve feelings. Rumi would rather use actions instead. And her friend didn’t really look like he was in his best days, so of course she was worried. Narrowing eyes, the woman with long white hair threw him a suspicious glance. “I smell bullshit. But I ain’t pressing if you don’t wanna talk about it.”
It was not her right to pry. If Keigo wanted to tell her, he should know that he could. But if he would prefer to keep his mouth shut, she wouldn’t bother him about it. “I’m so glad you asked.” She replied, a mischievous smile pulling at her lips as she got rid of the glasses to put her arm over his shoulders. “I say we ditch this boring meeting and go hit a few clubs.” Maybe it would cause a bit of commotion to see numbers five & two at a party, they weren’t exactly inconspicuous. But that was half the fun. “But I need to warn you, I might or not throw myself from a building for you to catch me, it really is a matter of how much alcohol I’ll get.”
Keigo chuckled, “Well, I’m sorry if that’s how you took it, but no. That’s not the case.” He said, shrugging. “Guess I’m just calling myself a bitch who dislikes everything.” After all, he rarely found something he did enjoy or people he enjoyed hanging out with. When she called him out, he shook his head. “Trust me... It’s not something you want to hear about anyway.”
Maybe he would tell her eventually, but right now... He wasn’t drunk enough to talk about his own problems. “Oh no.” He said, simply. “I know that look.” And then she took his glass from him, furrowing his eyebrows at the woman when she threw her arm around him. “Clubs?” He asked, “I mean, I can’t say that it doesn’t sound tempting, but...” He trailed off, chewing on his bottom lip. “What if we get caught? By fans or someone else?” He asked, raising an eyebrow at the girl. “Not that I care, but... we’ll get in trouble, you and I. Are you ready for that? And I mean, whether or not you do jump off a building, I’ll be there to catch you no matter what.”
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At least she should be grateful her face didn’t get any more shades darker as it used to get. Because it definitely felt warmer at his boldness. Perhaps, she was just used at people being subtle, perhaps she just didn’t date that much. Busy at her work and all that. The hero felt torn between all of it being a joke – she wasn’t exactly the beauty of her generation – and actually believing him. But suddenly, him being closer wasn’t exactly helping her rationalize. “I – had no idea you felt this way.” Was she really that oblivious? It had been a while since she’s been with anyone, really. Ochako was probably losing her touch. And her observation power as well, it seemed. A nervous touch tucked auburn brown hair behind her ear. “If it’s that hard, should I back away?” The zero gravity hero asked, prepared for an affirmative answer, yet leaning a bit forward.
As much as Keigo was the type to be impatient, to just take what he wanted, he wasn’t the type to force himself on anyone. Despite his feelings for the other, he wasn’t sure how she felt about him. After all, he was rather busy trying to take down all the villains and make the world a safe place for everyone, but with the change in weather, he was forced to take some time off every now and again. “Well, most of the time I can handle it. But not today.” Licking his lips, he focused on her lips, trying to resist pulling her closer to him before she spoke up. “NO!” He said quickly. “Don’t back away.” Hand moving to her chin before tilting her head up. “Not unless you want to, but if you want this as much as I do... just say so.”
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An Extremely Self-Indulgent Meme
Physical prompts based around some of my favorite tropes / physical actions in threads. Send this + reverse to change which muse does which action.
tw for implied violence in some
❰❰ PIN ❱❱ sender pins receiver during a fight/training
❰❰ HURT ❱❱ sender is hurt protecting receiver
❰❰ CARRY ❱❱ sender carries receiver bridal style
❰❰ LIFT ❱❱ sender carries receiver over their shoulder
❰❰ MEDIC ❱❱ sender bandages receiver’s wounds
❰❰ SUPPORT ❱❱ sender comforts receiver after a loss / traumatic event
❰❰ THREAT ❱❱ sender holds a weapon up to receiver as a threat
❰❰ SAVE ❱❱ sender saves receiver’s life
❰❰ CRY ❱❱ sender cries in front of receiver
❰❰ DANCE ❱❱ sender invites receiver to slow dance
❰❰ HAND KISS ❱❱ sender kisses receiver on the hand or wrist
❰❰ CHEEK KISS ❱❱ sender kisses receiver on the cheek
❰❰ HEAD KISS ❱❱ sender kisses receiver on the forehead
❰❰ EMBRACE ❱❱ sender embraces receiver
❰❰ HANDS ❱❱ sender’s fingers graze the receiver’s fingers
❰❰ CUDDLE ❱❱ our muses cuddle
❰❰ BED ❱❱ our muses share a bed
❰❰ BRUSH ❱❱ sender plays with / brushes receiver’s hair
❰❰ GAZE ❱❱ our muses make extended eye contact
❰❰ ALMOST ❱❱ our muses almost kiss but don’t or are interrupted before they do
❰❰ ARGUE ❱❱ sender ends an argument with receiver with a kiss
❰❰ ARM ❱❱ sender puts their arm around receiver
❰❰ PULL ❱❱ sender pulls receiver close to them
❰❰ BACK ❱❱ sender touches receiver on the back
❰❰ SHOULDER ❱❱ sender touches receiver on the shoulder
❰❰ LEAN ❱❱ sender leans against receiver
❰❰ CARESS ❱❱ sender caresses the receiver’s cheek
❰❰ HAIR ❱❱ sender pushes receiver’s hair away from their face
❰❰ TILT ❱❱ sender tilts the receiver’s chin with their hand
❰❰ CHIN ❱❱ sender tilts the receiver’s chin with their weapon
❰❰ LEG ❱❱ sender’s leg touches the receiver’s leg under the table
❰❰ FOOD ❱❱ sender feeds the receiver
❰❰ WALL ❱❱ sender pushes the receiver against a wall
❰❰ FREE ❱❱ sender frees the receiver from restraints
❰❰ TACKLE ❱❱ sender hugs the receiver so hard they almost fall over / do fall over
❰❰ DYING ❱❱ sender finds the receiver near death
❰❰ PANIC ❱❱ sender comforts the receiver as they have a panic attack or get overstimulated
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𝟏𝟎𝟎 𝑵𝑶𝑵𝑽𝑬𝑹𝑩𝑨𝑳 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺 . ( a collection of 100 nonverbal action prompts . mature and potentially triggering themes are present . add “ + reverse ” to swap assigned roles . )
∗ o1﹕ sender tucks hair out of receiver’s face . ∗ o2﹕ sender offers receiver a bite from their fork . ∗ o3﹕ sender places their feet / legs in receiver's lap . ∗ o4﹕ sender offers receiver an earbud to share their music . ∗ o5﹕ sender comforts receiver in the aftermath of a nightmare . ∗ o6﹕ sender gives receiver company in the hospital . ∗ o7﹕ sender wraps their arms around a hysterical receiver to calm them . ∗ o8﹕ sender shows up at receiver’s home late at night . ∗ o9﹕ sender falls asleep leaning against receiver . ∗ 1o﹕ sender wields a [ gun / knife ] at receiver . ∗ 11﹕ sender runs their fingers through receiver’s hair . ∗ 12﹕ sender invites receiver to dance . ∗ 13﹕ sender takes a [ picture / video ] of receiver . ∗ 14﹕ sender places their head in receiver’s lap . ∗ 15﹕ sender and receiver make eye contact across a busy room . ∗ 16﹕ sender pushes receiver against a wall to kiss them . ∗ 17﹕ sender and receiver cook together . ∗ 18﹕ sender comes to receiver after being injured . ∗ 19﹕ sender sits in receiver’s lap . ∗ 2o﹕ sender lifts receiver's chin , invoking eye contact . ∗ 21﹕ sender overtakes receiver in combat . ∗ 22﹕ sender finds receiver [ injured / bloodied ] . ∗ 23﹕ sender straightens an article of receiver’s clothes . ∗ 24﹕ sender crawls into bed with receiver . ∗ 25﹕ sender rolls their eyes at receiver . ∗ 26﹕ sender lights receiver’s [ cigarette / joint ] . ∗ 27﹕ sender is caught wearing receiver's clothes . ∗ 28﹕ sender strikes receiver with a pillow . ∗ 29﹕ sender writes a note on receiver’s skin : [ note ] . ∗ 3o﹕ sender wraps a blanket around receiver’s shoulders . ∗ 31﹕ sender runs and jumps into receiver’s arms . ∗ 32﹕ sender shoves receiver out of anger . ∗ 33﹕ sender hovers over receiver’s shoulder as they complete a task . ∗ 34﹕ sender is found by receiver somewhere they shouldn’t be . ∗ 35﹕ sender curls up against receiver in their sleep . ∗ 36﹕ sender is found drunk by receiver . ∗ 37﹕ sender throws an item of sentiment bitterly at receiver . ∗ 38﹕ sender joins receiver in the shower . ∗ 39﹕ sender is caught following receiver . ∗ 4o﹕ sender traces one of receiver’s [ scars / bruises ] . ∗ 41﹕ sender twines their fingers with receiver’s . ∗ 42﹕ sender barges into receiver’s home unannounced . ∗ 43﹕ sender kicks receiver’s shin beneath a table . ∗ 44﹕ sender aggressively shoves past receiver . ∗ 45﹕ sender kisses receiver’s [ forehead / cheek ] . ∗ 46﹕ sender pulls receiver out of harm’s way . ∗ 47﹕ sender is found sobbing by receiver . ∗ 48﹕ sender locks receiver out of their room . ∗ 49﹕ sender brings receiver [ coffee / tea ] in the morning . ∗ 5o﹕ sender rests their forehead against receiver’s . ∗ 51﹕ sender plays a song for receiver that reminds them of them : [ song ] . ∗ 52﹕ sender takes a [ punch / stab / bullet ] meant for receiver . ∗ 53﹕ sender buys receiver a drink at a bar . ∗ 54﹕ sender needs receiver’s help getting in the bath . ∗ 55﹕ sender and receiver cross paths in the kitchen late at night . ∗ 56﹕ sender twists receiver’s arm behind their back . ∗ 57﹕ sender winks at receiver . ∗ 58﹕ sender is found collapsed by receiver . ∗ 59﹕ sender prevents an injured receiver from getting up . ∗ 6o﹕ sender claps a hand over receiver’s mouth to silence them . ∗ 61﹕ sender cages receiver against a [ wall / the floor ] with their arms . ∗ 62﹕ sender storms away from receiver during an argument . ∗ 63﹕ sender is found by receiver sleeping in receiver’s bed . ∗ 64﹕ sender [ applies / touches up ] receiver’s makeup . ∗ 65﹕ sender throws receiver into a wall during combat . ∗ 66﹕ sender dances sensually with receiver . ∗ 67﹕ sender strikes receiver across the face . ∗ 68﹕ sender places their hand on receiver’s leg while driving . ∗ 69﹕ sender pulls a chair out from under receiver . ∗ 7o﹕ sender catches receiver’s wrist when they turn to leave . ∗ 71﹕ sender leaves an intimate mark on receiver . ∗ 72﹕ sender beats receiver in a video game . ∗ 73﹕ sender and receiver stand in stunned silence after a fight . ∗ 74﹕ sender cares for receiver while they’re sick . ∗ 75﹕ sender and receiver go on a hike . ∗ 76﹕ sender is caught snooping in receiver’s things . ∗ 77﹕ sender and receiver cuddle while watching television . ∗ 78﹕ sender throws something aggressively at receiver . ∗ 79﹕ sender creeps up behind receiver to scare them . ∗ 8o﹕ sender and receiver go shopping together . ∗ 81﹕ sender helps receiver [ dye / style ] their hair . ∗ 82﹕ sender draws receiver into a kiss by the back of their neck . ∗ 83﹕ sender is discovered having a panic attack by receiver . ∗ 84﹕ sender accidentally injures receiver during sparring . ∗ 85﹕ sender grabs receiver roughly by the hair . ∗ 86﹕ sender brings receiver to their knees during combat . ∗ 87﹕ sender shows receiver evidence of a lie they told . ∗ 88﹕ sender winks [ seductively / mockingly ] at receiver . ∗ 89﹕ sender yells at receiver to put their hands in the air . ∗ 9o﹕ sender helps receiver patch up a wound . ∗ 91﹕ sender holds receiver as they cry . ∗ 92﹕ sender silently and angrily points receiver towards the door . ∗ 93﹕ sender gestures for receiver to sit down . ∗ 94﹕ sender pulls receiver into their lap . ∗ 95﹕ sender cradles receiver’s face . ∗ 96﹕ sender tackles receiver out of the way of danger . ∗ 97﹕ sender has hidden an injury from receiver , and receiver finds out . ∗ 98﹕ sender confronts receiver about their unhealthy behavior . ∗ 99﹕ sender proposes to receiver . ∗ 1oo﹕ sender has just died , receiver finds out .
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Send ‘ Swordplay ’ for my muse to pin yours to the ground while fighting/sparring. Send ‘ Swordplay + reverse ’ for your muse to pin mine.
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send an emoji for a starter based on the trope.
tw: dark themes present ( blood, death etc )
“ my muse ” is the muse of person receiving the meme. “ your muse ” is the muse of the person sending the meme.
🛏️ - a starter where our muses have to share one bed.
💍 - a starter where our muses are enemies forced to marry.
⚔️ - a starter where our muses are fighting and my muse admits their feelings for yours. ( add + reverse for your muse to admit their feelings )
😴 - a starter where my muse is comforting your muse after a nightmare. ( add + reverse for your muse to comfort mine )
🤕 - a starter where my muse is patching up your muse’s injuries. ( add + reverse for your muse to be patching up my muse’s injuries. )
🥂 - a starter where my muse drunkenly confesses their true feelings about your muse to them.
💭 - a starter where my muse chooses to give up their memories of your muse to save them. ( add + reverse for your muse to give up their memories to save mine )
🥊 - a starter where my muse pins yours whilst sparring. ( add + reverse for your muse to pin mine )
🛡️ - a starter where my muse protects yours from a fight. ( add + reverse for your muse to protect mine. )
🩸 - a starter where my muse is injured and yours demands to know who hurt them. ( add + reverse for your muse to be injured )
💋 - a starter where our muses have to kiss to maintain their cover.
🧑🤝🧑 - a starter where our muses are fake dating.
🤐 - a starter where our muses have to pretend they’re not dating.
🤯 - a starter where my muse recognises yours from a past life, but your muse does not remember them.
☠️ - a starter where my muse admits their true feelings for your muse after believing they’re about to die, but they survive. ( add + reverse for your muse to admit their feelings to mine )
🔪 - a starter where my muse kills to protect your muse. ( add + reverse for your muse to kill to protect mine )
💔 - a starter where my muse breaks your muse’s heart to save them. ( add + reverse for your muse to break my muse’s heart )
🌪️ - a starter where our muses are trapped together during a storm.
💰 - a starter where my muse has to seduce yours for information. ( add + reverse for your muse to try to seduce mine )
✋ - a starter where my muse traces your muse’s scars. ( add + reverse for your muse to trace my muse’s scars )
🫂 - a starter where my muse runs to embrace yours after winning a battle. ( add + reverse for your muse to embrace mine )
👗 - a starter where my muse helps yours get ready for a fancy event [ eg. fixing their tie, zipping their dress ] ( add + reverse for your muse to help mine get ready )
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