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𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐃  &  𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐅𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄    (a  series  of  nonverbal  prompts .   mature  themes  present ,   ‘ my ’  muse  belongs  to  the  one who  posted  the  meme  -  send   “ + REVERSE ”   to  reverse  the  prompts .)

→     𝐈 .    GENERAL

❛   hush .   raise  a  finger  in  a  gesture  to  silence  my  muse . ❛   sit .   gesture  for  my  muse  to  sit  down . ❛   door .   hold  a  door  open  for  my  muse . ❛   tap .   tap  my  muse  on  the  shoulder  to  garner  their  attention . ❛   hunger .   give  my  muse  something  to  eat  /  drink . ❛   cook .   present  my  muse  with  home - cooked  food . ❛   brush .   work  a  brush  /  comb  through  my  muse’s  hair . ❛   read .   silently  read  a  book  alongside  my  muse . ❛   hand .   hold  out  a  hand  for  my  muse  to  take . ❛   dressed .   help  my  muse  put  on  an  article  of  clothing . ❛   note .   give  my  muse  a  note  saying :   [ content ] . ❛   amplify .   turn  up  the  music  in  the  car .

→     𝐈𝐈 .    ANGST

❛   patch .   help  my  muse  patch  up  a  wound . ❛   night terrors .   hold  my  muse  after  they  wake  up  from  a  nightmare . ❛   company .   silently  sit  with  my  muse  to  comfort  them. ❛   hospital .   my  muse  is  told  that  yours  is  in  the  hospital . ❛   revelation .   show  my  muse  evidence  of  a  lie  they  told . ❛   indulge .   find  my  muse  drinking  to  cope . ❛   downfall .   find  my  muse  collapsed  on  the  ground . ❛   console .   comfort  my  muse  as  they  cry . ❛   nurse .   give  my  muse  company  in  the  hospital .

→     𝐈𝐈 .    AFFECTIONATE

❛   wink .   wink  at  my  muse .  ❛   wrap .   wrap  an  arm  around  my  muse’s  [ shoulders  /  waist ] . ❛   caress .   gently  caress  my  muse’s  face . ❛   tousle .   mess  playfully  with  my  muse’s  hair . ❛   chest .   place  your  head  on  my  muse’s  chest .    ❛   comb .   comb  fingers  through  my  muse’s  hair . ❛   grasp .   run  to  my  muse  &  jump  into  their  arms . ❛   lean .   lean  on  my  muse’s  shoulder . ❛   tender .   kiss  my  muse  on  the  [ forehead  /  cheek  /  nose ] . ❛   abrupt .   kiss  my  muse  out  of  the  blue . ❛   chaste .   chastely  kiss  my  muse . ❛   good morning .   kiss  my  muse  the  morning  after . ❛   volumes .   gaze  at  my  muse  in  a  way  that  silently  says  ‘i love you’ .

→     𝐈𝐈𝐈 .    VIOLENT

❛   strike .   [ slap / punch ]  my muse in the face . ❛   gun .   wield  a  gun  at  my  muse . ❛   twist .   twist  my  muse’s  arm  behind  their  back . ❛   throttle .   aggressively  wrap  your  hands  around  my  muse’s  throat . ❛   parch .   burn  my  muse  with  a  hot  object . ❛   take down .   forcefully  bring  my  muse  to  the  ground . ❛   gouge .   wield  a  sharp  object  at  my  muse . ❛  shunt .   shove  my  muse  backwards . ❛  stickup .   yell  at  my  muse  to  put  their  hands  in  the  air. ❛  shoot .   [ fatally  /  non-fatally ]   shoot  my  muse . ❛  stab .   stab  my  muse with a  [ knife / other object ].

→     𝐈𝐈𝐈 .    NSFW

❛   surprise .   send  an  unexpected  nsfw  image  to  my  muse . ❛   pin .   push  my  muse  against  a  [ wall,  table,  other ] . ❛   go down .   go  down  on  my  muse . ❛   choke .   intimately  wrap  your  hands  around  my  muse’s  throat . ❛   belt loops .   pull  my  muse  closer  by  their  belt loops . ❛   skinny dipping .   go  skinny  dipping  with  my  muse . ❛   rip .   tear  a  piece  of  clothing  from  my  muse’s  body . ❛   mark .   leave  a  mark  on  my  muse’s  body  [ specify where ] .

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mysticallities​:

“Me? I believe the fair question should be who you are and what world am I in?” She asks quite politely, bowing after dusting off her skirt. “Hm..? Quite the tall fellow.” She states, tilting her head as she looks up at him. “I come from Yurigaoka academy, I’m a Lily, but that is far from my name.” She places her right hand atop her breasts and smiles up at him.

“I am Kaede Johan Nouvel, one of the strongest Lilies to grace the halls of Yurigaoka! And now, this world! O! Ho! Ho! Ho!” She laughs, before turning around and coughing.

Elias paused, his question being  ignored  and  reflected  back at him from a stranger who had just vanquished a beast, seemingly out of place caused a spike of suspicion to percolate. 

The scarlet iris of his gaze narrowed ever so slight, that is until he was on the receiving end of a polite bow. 

At her comment about his height, Elias could not help but snort softly. It was not the first, nor the last time, he’d hear of it. The truth is he rather liked his stature. More often than not, it scared others away and most of the time that was what he vied for. 

      But not today. 

The honorable explanation of  what  she was came quick. Along with her merits of prestige, boldly complimented by her lovely name. 

“ I see. “ Not that he really did, he had never met anyone quite like her. 

“ My name is Elias Ainsworth. Also know as the Thorn Mage. “ And many, many other names by both human and fae alike but why bother to share those for now?    Some, were rather -->unpleasant.  

“ And how is it ... that you suppose... you came into this world? “ This was the important question. If  she  could, more  beasts  could and that would spell trouble. 

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when you’re just so done with your husband being so hard to wake up.

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it’s a foolproof method!

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demon-blood-youths​:

“It’s just…” Plants are essential. It’s true that plants’ role is to provide for the earth to move forward while sacrificing in the process. To which she respects their life by using their potential to the fullest to help others. Make use of everything they had. So their role won’t be in vain. 

“If you insist, then I gladly accept them and have them grow in my garden under my care.” Ophelia smiles brightly. “There are some fauna that I’m unfamiliar so I would like your wisdom in how to properly care for them.”

But…Ophelia did not expect the next statement that Elias said so boldly to her. She flusters at what he said about collecting her blushes. It’s very effective. So of course, her cheeks are burn red at that. Her heart flutter at that, she doesn’t know how to process. Like a plant photosynthesis the sunlight but this is feelings.

She needs to pull herself together. She shakes her head and turns around trying to get back into her gentle composure. The other topic that Ophelia is so interested in, are teas. Ophelia hums as she listens to him as she turns her head to him.  “Teas….” Ophelia thought as she listen to Ainsworth.

“Silky.” She said the name and nods at that, “That sounds very mysterious indeed as well as interesting. If I may guess, the sound of it makes the tea feels smooth and has a silky soft texture. But the other teas you mentioned, I believed I tried them all. I have a friend whose very knowledge about teas and she taught me how to brew them as I helped her grow her spices for such occasions. Her favorite is lavender tea and jasmine milk tea to be precise.”

Elias would agree, that plants are essential. 

Right down to the basics or corner stones of life. From the air breathed into lungs to the food in stomachs, plants were a necessity. Ainsworth always had a respect for  them  and he could see that reflected within Ophelia, no doubt about it. 

“ Mmmhmm. Easily done. I have one in mind that will make your imagination bloom. “ He teased, knowing very well the plant he had in mind would indeed spark wonder. 

“ Silky, my housekeeper is of the fae nature, “ He paused and leaned close. “ Around here we tend to call fae folk or fairies ‘neighbors’.” The Thorn Mage shared in a low, conspirators whisper. 

“ She is very skilled in brewing delicious teas as well as grand meals. Why I would offer, she keeps me  alive  for I cannot cook worth a damn! “ He blurted out the flaw before reaching for the doorknob, giving it a twist and opening up the entrance to his home. 

Elias leaned into an elegant bow and then gave a grand sweep of his long arm. “ Welcome  to  my  home. “

Once inside, Ophelia would be greeted with a plain, quaint, tidy, little home that had a  simple  warmth to it. Not what one would expect when one gazed upon Mr. Ainsworth’s visage. Not what one would expect from a Mage either! Most preferred opulent castles and or mansions but that was never Elias’s tendencies. The need to  flex  accomplishments of material means, were lost upon someone so   ancient. 

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goddessofsuns​:

“Ah well, at least you don’t have a taste for them” she chuckled softly at his words. There was a strange scent in the air from him after that but she chose to sweep it away as he mentioned her other form. Well the truth would come out at some point wouldn’t it? She might as well tell him something for him to put it together.

“Ah yes my other form. I don’t take it as much these days but it’s a white wolf with the same red markings. Before I was reincarnated though would you be surprised I used to be a man?” She chuckled gesturing to herself.

“I guess you could call me a celestial, I’m the one who’s been bringing up your sun and moon for a long time now.”

Elias  was  undeniably  intrigued. 

He tilted his head, listening to every word that left this new found companion. She was  fascinating  and becoming more so by the seconds that ticked by between them. “ A white wolf? I think I’d rather like see that one day. Truth be told, I can shape shift too. But, its not so much one beast. Its more of a slew of them put together. “

At her confession about being reincarnated he gasped in marvel. The concept of reincarnation was not far fetched to him. However, the Thorn Mage was on another level, an  ancient  one  who suffered from amnesia. Who knew  what  or  who  he’d been prior to that point of losing his memories. “ That is a surprise. Do you remember a lot from the previous life? “ 

Deep into their exchange, that word  ‘celestial’  hit him square in the chest causing a gloved hand to raise and cover the expanse.

“ Like a goddess? ” He finally piped up, slow realization that perhaps he was not the only ancient one within the realm of this conversation came to be. 

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🍁 What is Elias preference in a partner? Does he have a type? (As in like physical traits,emotional, etc)

In Regards To T H I S

➽ Personality

Elias preference lies somewhere in the middle.

He likes a docile type, that is polite and demure. BUT has the self confidence to stand up straight, be assured with a gentle grace.

He is not really keen on difficult personalities but at the same time he values partners who will speak up.

➽ Physical

Long hair catches his eye. Does not matter the color but not so common colors are favored.

Someone who cares about their appearance and puts in the effort to look like they are pulled together as much as he does.

He find both women and men attractive. Chemistry being crucial. It just happens or does not.

➽ Emotional

Prefers someone who has more emotional growth than he does. So that they can explain | teach him about what he is FEEELING.

This is a big one for the bone head.

That being said, sometimes two problematic characters come together &&& it just works.

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demon-blood-youths​:

“Huh?!” Ophelia is surprised to hear this, “Wait…I-I couldn’t. That would be wrong of me. I mean…I can’t. It’s yours and I don’t want to ruin what you have here!” Ophelia stammered as she doesn’t know what to think of this. But this is just the beginning. Plus, she really meant that she can’t have these flowers. All of them are blooming and taking them away feels wrong. If Ainsworth insists, then seeds from these flowers would be enough. 

Ophelia blushes even more when Mr. Ainsworth compliments her when she compliments his garden. 

“Ah, but not as beautiful as you. “

A heart tingle inside her. She couldn’t describe it. Never she had someone compliment her like that before. She isn’t wearing any makeup and is just wearing her normal clothes. Of course, Ophelia is unaware of how her humble personality would have someone said something kind to her.  It feels nice. 

“ Seeing you light up in wonder is far much more captivating -to me.”

“I mean…” Ophelia twirls her fingers as she doesn’t know what to say to that. Anyone can said positive things of what Mr.Ainsworth has cultivate here. Ophelia is no exceptional. Still, what he said is right. This garden is the work of someone who put a lot of effort into this. To which Ophelia appreciates it greatly. This is a place that calms her in a way, that this garden is closely or rather no, it’s almost like Mother Nature adores it as it own. From her perspective, it seems like Elias respects nature so much, he shares the same admiration and respect for it as her. 

Now…

“Anyway…yes, next time. I bring something really amazing to return the kindness and respect you shown me so far.” Ophelia vowed. “That said, what kind of tea do you like? Or rather, what kind of tea are you brewing today?” She asked curiously. 

Elias peers down at the lacey, delicacy of her astonishment and just chuckles lightly at her levels of sweet consideration. “ My dear, they are plants. They grow. That is what the do. Besides, what’s the point of having a garden where you can grow more than you probably would ever need, if you cannot share it with others hmm? ” He gave a nod, indicating The Mage had already made up his mind upon the matter. 

“ I insist, before you go we will prepare a basket for you to take back home. “

The words dappled the air between them before the Mage walked a silent line right past his newly treasured companion. He raised his index finger to draw a little dash across the curve of her cheek. 

“ I am collecting these  blushes  you know. “ A bold tease but truthful nonetheless.  

Walking to a small, white washed gate he unclicked the iron latch meant to keep fairies at bay, just a touch. “ Hmm next time. I will come to you. Get the grand tour you owe me. “ 

It’d be nice to go on a vacation, go somewhere else would it not? He thought to himself. 

“ As for teas. I adore them  all. A good chamomile before bed. A lavender and honey after a stressful day. A good dandelion for purification of the body. A good peppermint when I eat too much. “ He glanced up to see if he’d lost her, his tea collection was rather incorrigible and ridiculous. 

“ And today, its Silky, my housekeepers choice. So, who knows its a mystery. A delightful mystery. “

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A name like Elias Ainsworth carries quite the weight to it. Raguna feels ever more awe for this person just from the addition of a name. Despite the morbid appearance they spoke and carried themselves with an unfamiliar dignity for such a backwater village. Raguna knows he’s not a normal person though, and trying to write himself off as such after some of the things he’s been through would be disingenuous to those that came before him. Even if the amount of work would be great, surely the need and payoff would be of equal measure. Wait. Did he say–!!

“Did you say there was a plague?! That’s… awful, but if you’re needing herbs that must mean there’s already a cure or a way to fight it, right? Or at least you’re making progress?” He has a dozen other questions. What was this plague, where did it come from, how far had it gone… a head turns over his shoulder, several buildings in the distance his focus before he looks back to Elias. “I’m not sure how much I can help, but if you need help growing lots of herbs then I’ll do what I can, sir. I’ve also had some experience with pharmaceuticals, but I’m not sure if healing potions and fertilizer are on the same level as the cure for a plague.”

“.. how … just how bad is it back where you’re from? We’ve never seen something like that out here. Trampoli is a quiet place, I’m sure you can tell.”

Elias gave a curt, short nod to Raguna’s question. “ Indeed, I did and yes we have found that certain herbs used in conjunction with one another seem to hold off symptoms enough to comfortably allow the bodies healing mechanism to kick in. Therefore, we do not have to rely solely upon modern medicine which oftentimes complicates matters with toxic side effects. “

The Mage of Thorns could see the gears within the young mans mind spinning, producing a a myriad of questions  no  doubt. It was a marvel to witness but the concern or the question was, would he be willing to help? 

And there it was, the ray of light at the end of the tunnel, his answer.

“ Your assistance will helps us greatly. Do not diminish your work my friend, you will be compensated well. Handsomely well, I might add. “ The Thorn Mage assured while digging into the heavy, dark material of his robes, producing his list of herbs needed. 

“ As for the topic on pharmaceuticals, healing potions and the like. I would say the more the merrier at this point. For our supplies have been stretched thin. If you have some supplies now, I can take them back at this time and we can begin trials. “  With that Elias held up the scroll of parchment for Raguna to take. 

Haughtily Elias spoke, as if telling a story. “ Bad enough to harken my presence.  Here.  Within your realm my friend. I am from a place called England. It’s jus’ a hop, skip and  rune  stones throw away from here. “ He jested, lightly. Secretly grateful their world had not been accursed as much as his own. 

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ELIAS IN MAGUS BRIDE ARC 1: "CHISE, DONT I SCARE U??"

ELIAS IN MAGUS BRIDE ARC 2: "I AM SCARED OF (DISAPPOINTING) CHISE."

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