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[404027]

a tiny starter call <3

[xaelthyr]

" HONOR,  SYMPATHY,  JUSTICE  ?   THOSE  ARE  FOR  FOOLS  AND  IDEALISTS.   I  PREFER  TO  DEAL  IN  THE  ENDLESS  CURRENCY  OF  THE  EARTH  —  𝙋𝙀𝙊𝙋𝙇𝙀 "

[noqtem]

↳   CONTINUED   FROM   HERE (  @404027   )

chuckle   resonated   through   speaker   attached   to   plushie   ,   low   quality   adding   electronic   tone   to   human   voice   ,    unbefitting   of   round   form   .   vigilantes   a   brand   in   the   city   ,   figures   often   represented   an   exploitable   source   without   legal   inconveniences   for   merchants   ,   allowing   commerce   to   grow   on   their   expense   .   a   joke   that   jason   knew   better   to   be   used   on   his   benefit   than   wait   to   be   turned   against   him   .   404’s   reaction,   captured   by   the   camera   taped   to   the   very   spheric   figure   of   fluffier   red   hood,   when   she   found   it,   was   very   worth   the   trouble   .

yet,   her   retaliation   list   seemed   redundant   .   ❝   uh   .   .   .   don’t   you   already   do   that   ?   ❞   mockery   filled   lilt   with   notes   higher   than   usual   .    ❝   you   know   having   free   access   to   my   comms   to   say   whatever   you   want,   whenever   you   want,   does   qualify   as   annoying,   right?   ❞   tim   had   almost   built   this   habit   in   which   jason   was   more   than   keen   to   pluck   by   the   roots   ,   but   the   hacker   seemed   to   be   more   insistent   than   his   brother   .

❝   but   look   ,   you   were   willing   to   go   through   all   that   trouble   just   to   get   one   of   my   helmets   ,   when   all   you   had   to   do   was   ask   .   ❞   despite   distance   ,   smile   could   practically   be   transferred   by   the   radio   waves   .

[404027]

404  stares  at  the  plushie.   the  plushie  stares  back.  or  rather,  the  tiny  camera  duct-taped  to  the  plushie's  stupid  little  face  stares  back.  then  she  reaches  over,  grabs  the  plushie  by  the  head,  and  lifts  it  directly  in  front  of  her  mask.  " ...you  put  surveillance  equipment  in  a  Fatson  plushie !"   she groaned.   "that's  genuinely  one  of  the  worst  sentences  I've  ever  had  to  say."   The  plushie  is  held  at  eye  level  like  evidence  in  a  criminal  investigation.     404's  shoulders  immediately  tense.   She  points  an  accusing  finger  at  the  plushie.   "The  comms  thing  is  different.   That's  a  public  service."   She  lowers  the  plushie  slightly.  Then  freezes.  Slowly.  Her  head  tilts.  A  terrible  realization  dawns.  "Oh  my  god."  404  immediately  covers  the  front  of  her  mask  with  one  hand.  "You  watched  me  spend  twenty  minutes  trying  to  figure  out  why  there  was  a  Jason-shaped  orb."   Static  crackles  with  what  sounds  suspiciously  like  amusement.

404  groans.  "Delete.  The.  Footage.  Jason  Todd,  if  that  video  ends  up  in  the  Batfamily  group  chat..."   She  narrows  her  eyes  at  the  plushie  and  grabs  it  by  its  round  little  neck.  "Fatson  is  about  to  become  Headless  Hood  👾✂️"   404  glares.  "You  are  literally  a  stuffed  plushie  right  now  and  somehow  you're  still  insufferable."

[404027]

Is this a bad time?

404  is  alone  in  her  kitchen,  wooden  spoon  in  hand  like  a  microphone,  aggressively  singing  along  to  an  embarrassingly  emotional  early-2000s  pop  song  at  full  volume  while  waiting  for  instant  ramen  to  cook. Completely  committed,  too.   “IT’S  TOO  LATE  TO  APOLOGIIIIIZE—”   she  spins  dramatically  across  the  tile  floor  in  oversized  sweatpants  and  socks,  nearly  eats  shit  on  the  turn,  catches  herself  on  the  counter  and  keeps  going  like  nothing  happened.  "IT’S  TOO  LAAAAATEEEE—"  The door opens. 404  freezes mid-performance.   Wooden  spoon  still  raised.  One  foot  awkwardly  slid  halfway  across  the  kitchen.  then  a  long,  horrific  silence.   Slowly  —  slowly  —  she  turns  her  masked  face  toward  Helena.

"…this,"  404  says  after  a  painful  beat,  voice  modulator  somehow  unable  to  hide  the  shame,  "is  an  extremely  manipulated  and  maliciously  out-of-context  situation." The  song  keeps  playing  loudly  in  the  background.  "I  SAID  IT’S  TOO  LATE  TO  APOLOGIZEEE—"   404  lunges  for  her  phone  from  across  the  counter  like  she’s  trying  to  disarm  a  bomb.   "You  weren’t  supposed  to  be  here  for  another  twenty  minutes !!"

[2077smerc]

“   V  !  V  !!!  V.  V  !!   WAKE  UP  !!”

V jerks awake with a sharp inhale, hand already halfway to a weapon before her brain catches up. “THE FUCK?!” she winces immediately, dragging a hand over her face as the echo of 404’s voice rings in her ears. “jesus— you trying to rupture my eardrums or just speedrun my murder response, you dumbass?!” her glare snaps toward them, eyes narrowed to slits. “you got five seconds to explain why you’re yelling like the building’s on fire before I decide it is.”

[404027]

404  recoils  slightly  at  the  reaction,  hands  immediately  lifting  in  surrender.   "OKAY—  wow,  noted,  terrifying  survival  instincts,  holy  shit—"   she  lowers  her  voice  quickly,  though  there’s  already  laughter  bleeding  through  the  modulator. 

"I  wasn’t  yelling  because  the  building’s  on  fire ( ˶°ㅁ°) !!"   404  says,  leaning  against  the  doorway  with  absolutely  zero  concern  for  her  own  safety.   "I  was  yelling  because  you  were  dead  asleep  and  drooling  on  the  couch  like  an  old  man  after  Thanksgiving  dinner."  Then,  helpfully—  "I  also  waved  at  you  first.  Twice."   she  tilts  her  head,  clearly  amused  despite  V  looking  approximately  three  seconds  away  from  committing  homicide.   "Besides,"  404  continues,  grin  audible  in  her  voice,  "watching  you  wake  up  like  a  feral  raccoon  being  flashbanged  was  extremely  informative…  also  your  hand  went  for  the  weapon  before  your  eyes  were  even  open."   she  gives  a  small  whistle.   "That  is  deeply  concerning  behavior,  by  the  way."

[404027]

Well. It's life. That's the great thing about you is that you don't compromise.

404  GOES  UNUSUALLY  QUIET.   No  immediate  joke.   No  sarcastic  one-liner  waiting  behind  the  voice  modulator.  Just  the  faint  static  hum  of  the  device,  the  soft  tapping  of  her  fingers  against  the  edge  of  her  sleeve  while  she  looks  away  for  a  moment,  thoughtful  beneath  the  mask.   Compliments  never  seem  to  sit  naturally  with  her  —  especially  sincere  ones.   She  usually  dodges  them,  turns  them  into  something  ironic  before  they  can  settle  too  deeply. "…that’s one way to describe it,"  she  says  at  last. 

"most  people  would  probably  call  it  stubbornness.  Or  a  personality  defect."  There’s  a  small  huff  of  amusement  after  that,  quieter  than  her  usual  laugh.  "But…  thanks.  Seriously."  Her  shoulders  ease  slightly  as  she  glances  back  toward  𝒜LISON,  something  warmer  slipping  into  her  tone.  "You  don’t  really  compromise  eithe,  y’know.  You  just  make  it  look  cooler."

[404027]

" I can't believe you fell for it. " ( from jason )

404  JUST  STANDS  THERE,  staring  at  whatever  absolutely  ridiculous  setup  she  just  walked  into  —  blinking  once,  slowly,  like  her  brain  is  trying  to  reboot.   "…no,  wait—"   She  looks  around  again,  like  maybe  the  prank  will  undo  itself  if  she  double-checks  from  a  different  angle.   It  does  not.   Her  head  snaps  toward  him.   "You’re  telling  me,"  she  starts,  voice  modulator  crackling  slightly  with  disbelief,  "that  I  just  bypassed  two  locks,  a  camera  system,  and  what  I’m  pretty  sure  was  a  decoy  firewall—"   She  points  accusingly  at  him, "—for  this  ? ¿ ?"

404  goes  very,  very  still.   "…oh,  that’s—"   She  exhales  sharply  through  her  nose.  "That’s  𝑒𝑣𝑖𝑙."  Deeply,  personally  offended—but  impressed.  Her  arms  cross.  "You  weaponized  my  curiosity,"  she  says,  narrowing  her  eyes  behind  the  mask.  "that’s  psychological  warfare.”"  muttering, "I  respected  you,  man."  she  straightens  slightly.  "…okay.  cool."  Her  tone  shifts, dangerously  calm.  "Just  so  we’re  clear,"  she  continues,  gesturing  lightly    "this  is  retaliation-worthy. You  have  now  entered  the  ‘I  will  inconvenience  you  in  ways  you  won’t  notice  until  it’s  too  late’  tier."   She  tilts  her  head.  "…like  your  playlists  mysteriously  shuffling."  Another  tilt.   "or  your  phone  autocorrect  slowly  turning  against  you."  almost  grudgingly—   "…that  was  a  good  prank  though  …𝙸  𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎  𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝  𝚒𝚝  𝚠𝚊𝚜  𝚊  𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍  𝚙𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚔."

[4x4027]

NYXARA.   soft, amused little hums against her partner's lips—almost teasing.  rarely gives much away, but if she’s genuinely into it, there’s this quiet inhale like, she forgot to stay composed.  a suppressed moan at climax.

SERLESTRIS.   mostly silent at first. sharp exhales through her nose, breath hitching when caught off guard.  If she's emotionally attached to her partner enough, a low, reluctant sigh slips out.  

PELIN.  warm, breathy laughter between kisses. the kind who smiles into them and lets out soft pleased noises without even realizing it. sweet, high pitched moans.

ÈIA.  barely audible, feather-light breaths and tiny gasps.  a biter.  will bite on her partner's skin to suppress moans. will leave the most love bites and hickeys on them.

404.  breathy whimpers, huffs and puffs a lot—freezes for half a second to process the pleasure before melting into soft mewls.

HAYAN.   confident, steady breaths; small satisfied sounds she doesn’t bother hiding. If she’s really enjoying herself, she gives smug half-laughs.

LYKAEA.  low rumbling hums in her chest, instinctive & wolfish. Breathier when emotional, with sharp inhales if she’s trying to hold herself back.  growls at climax.

RERA.  playful. teasing hums & quick breathy chuckles when she pulls away just enough to look at her partner before going back in. switches between degrading and praising. urges her partner to make noises.

SAGE.  slow, measured exhales—very controlled. a deep, almost prayer-like sigh escapes at climax. 

JŌYŌ.  low, restrained sounds she tries very hard not to make. Deep exhales, the occasional rough breath when she loses composure for a second. has the most stamina so doesnt get breathless quick.

QYMARIS.  smooth, deliberate hums— almost predatory in their confidence. The kind of lover who sounds completely in control until one genuine shaky breath gives her away.

SEPHIELLE.  quiet little sighs, soft as wind through feathers. If flustered, there’s a tiny startled inhale.  can get off to her partner whining & whimpering.

ASTREA.  breath catches like she’s surprised by the gravity of it.  soft, distant little sounds that feel almost starstruck, as if she’s experiencing something cosmic.  will hum into her partner's skin.

[404027]

" Is it for me? Thanks a lot. " ( from helena , i can provide more info since i haven't posted about her )

404  PAUSES  MID-REACH,   the  crinkle  of  the  chip  bag  loud  in  the  otherwise  quiet  space.   Her  head  tilts  slightly  behind  the  mask  as  she  looks  at  𝐇ELENA,  like  she’s  recalculating  the  situation  in  real  time. 

"…well  it  wasn’t  not  for  you,"  she  says,  voice  modulator  smoothing  over  the  very  obvious  backpedal.   "Here.  Take  some  before  I  change  my  mind." Then  she  shifts,  scooting  just  a  little  closer  and  holding  it  the  bag  of  chips  properly  this  time—an  actual  offer,  not  an  afterthought.   "consider it…  A  PEACE  OFFERING,"  she  adds,  tone  lightly  teasing  again.  "or  a  bribe.  depends  on  how  you  plan  to  behave."   There’s  a  soft  huff  —  almost  a  laugh.  "…fair  warning  though,  I  have  terrible  snack-sharing  habits."

[404027]

Remember me? I was just in the neighbourhood.

A  soft  huff  of  amusement  filters  through  the  voice  modulator.  “‘i  was  just  in  the  neighbourhood,’  he  says.  yeah,  sure.  that’s  what  all  the  vigilantes  say  right  before  they  flip  off  a  building  or  something.” 404's clearly  grinning  under  the  mask.  “You’re  asking  IF  I  remember  you  ?”  giving  a  quiet,  almost  offended  scoff.   “𝑷lease.  How  could  I  forget  the  guy  who  moves  like  gravity  personally  insulted  him.”   Then,  she  adds,  little  smug—  “…and,  you  know.”

“The  LEGENDARY  reputation.”  She  lets  that  sit  for  exactly  half  a  second  before  continuing,  tone  way  too  innocent.  “acrobatics-wise.  obviously. So  yeah,  Nightwing,”  she  adds,  voice  light,  teasing.  “I  remember  you.”  She  continues  casually,  “what  were  you  doing  in  the  neighborhood ?  Dramatically  landing  on  rooftops  ?  disappearing  mid-conversation  to  maintain  the  mysterious  vigilante  aesthetic  ?”

[kaisources]

𓆝 ⋆｡ﾟ🌊｡ : THERE'S WATER UNDER THE BRIDGE . . a collection of slice of life, familial connection, friendship, realism, life problems roleplay sentence starters from NUMEROUS FILMS. genre: slice of life, family, romance, hurt and comfort, angst.

The city was completely empty. I remember thinking, "I'll remember this."

I don't remember [name place] as such, it's people I remember.

I remember how free I felt the first time I came to [name place].

We had so much time on our hands.

I remember having a best friend.

I've been doing great here.

Well, I'm scared shitless.

Are you scared of the future?

I have serious doubts about how I'm going to live now. How to live with it.

The past days I haven't had any... strong feelings in any direction.

You've got a job interview today?

Would you like to talk about it?

I'll see you back here later.

Remember me? I was just in the neighbourhood.

Is this a bad time?

Want some coffee, [name]?

Is it for me? Thanks a lot.

What do you mean?

Well, stuff like that, you know.

I can't believe you fell for it.

Well, it always ends the same way, with the same words: I love you, I forgive you.

Enough of that. You look well.

I didn't get much sleep last night.

Maybe I expected too much. I felt nothing.

Sure, but… Proust is Proust.

I can't remember. I don't know.

I saw your parents the other day.

I've fucked up so bad financially, you have no idea.

You're much smarter than them.

I often worried that something might happen to you.

I guess I distanced myself from you.

I think… [He/She/They] doesn't want to talk to me.

Don't you think things have changed?

I must admit I gave up after a while.

I'd no idea what I'd made such a fuss about.

Don't be stupid. You were completely lost in [him/her/them].

Look, I got some money today.

It just instinctively popped into my mind.

It's a reflex. It doesn't mean you'll do it.

I can't start from scratch. Don't you understand?

I know it's not easy… I'm just saying you can still make it.

You've got a family to back you up, friends, brains. Like, come on!

Be a loser, if that's what you want!

Fuck, I didn't come here to..I don't need you to tell me to get my act together!

If someone wants to destroy himself, society should allow him to do so.

I'm a spoilt brat who fucked up.

If you're unsentimental about it, nobody needs me. Not really.

You expect me to be unsentimental about this?

I'm just trying to… I just want you to understand.

If that's how it ends, it's a choice I've made.

You mustn't do it, no matter what happens.

Is that what you're saying?

You've had these thoughts before. They've always passed.

It's hell while it lasts, but… It'll get better. It'll all work out.

You got through it before.

I've always thought happy people must be morons.

"Happy" would probably be to exaggerate. But it's okay.

You could get there, if that's what you want.

It's not like I want to live your life.

Well, there goes my existence.

Is that how you see my life?

My head is bursting with trivialities.

Yeah, it sucks. I can't focus on anything.

Two glasses of wine. That's as good as it gets.

Sorry, I had to laugh.

Want me to walk with you?

Now don't do anything stupid. You'd fuck me up so bad.

You probably don't want to talk to me but I've got a new number.

Well, there's wasn't anything I thought would be relevant.

Hey, let's just forget it.

So what do you play?

Many people have a hard time, but what [he/she/they] did, they went too far.

I didn't know what do to. Can hardly speak when [he/she/they] are like that.

[He/she/they] just started going on about how [he/she/they] isn't sure howthey feels about us.

I want to marry, have kids. Travel the world. Buy a house.

You want anything? I haven't had lunch yet.

I'll take you there. I've got the keys.

You pronounced it correctly. Everyone says "brushetta".

Well, it's been a while now.

Could you text [him/her/them], ask if they will make it?

You mean you don't want to see me?

I said so. Is that my fault?

I just think… You had too much to cope with lately.

What are you trying to say?

Sorry, this is too much.

I know my parents are fucked-up. But my issues are my fault. It's got nothing to do with them.

Who came up with that idea?

They thought intellectual achievement was superior to sports success.

But, anyone I brought home got a warm welcome.

They respected my privacy. Maybe too much.

They taught me religion is a weakness. I don't know if I agree.

They never told me how friendship dissolves. Until you're strangers, friends in name only.

I could do as I wished. Decide what to be, who to love, where to live.

Hi. Wow. Good to see you. It's been a long time.

Just go upstairs and grab a drink.

I'm here, but what am I doing?

I think I'm trying to remember what I was supposed to do.

It's way back. Ancient history.

Hey, are you leaving?

Why don't you tag along? Come on.

Removing the main character is radical. But it works.

Are you okay? Is the celebration taking its toll?

It's a bit easier for you to reach the thirties.

It's been ages since you saw them.

There's no cause for alarm.

Everyone's having kids now. Jesus.

Well. It's life. That's the great thing about you is that you don't compromise.

Would it be that odd if we had kids?

It's not like a kid would change everything.

Sometimes these things take time, right?

I think there's something wrong with me. Some defect .. I don't know what, it's just…

I'm a bit spaced out. I've had too much to drink.

Here I'm going on about my problems.

I should go inside. It's like my party.

Hey… I haven't really had the chance. Happy birthday.

I miss you. I wish I could come and see you.

I know I've said so before. But I'm better now.

The last time we met, you said you still loved me.

If you still feel… If there's a shred left, then I don't know, I think we can…

It's ridiculous. You end up with all this shit.

Well, I don't think it matters much.

I don't do anything. I'm…I'm just a loser.

I'm looking for sympathy. I want someone to feel sorry for me.

What's on? A rave?

Hey? I'm telling you it's all right. It's no big deal.

So that's what I did? And you get to go around forgiving people?

You don't know shit about that. You really have no idea.

I don't know you. But I've seen the consequences of how you treat people close to you.

Jeez, whether I slept with [him/her/them] or not, I mean, does it matter?

I know. I'm fucked. Thanks for the Intel.

I don't have to listen to this. I've got friends far worse off than you. But they don't act like assholes.

You won't remember this. Everything will be forgotten.

It's sort of a natural… A law of nature.

I'm not going in without you.

I just wanted to talk to you one last time, but… Well… I hope you're okay. I'm sorry.

[4x4027]

Anonymity  &  Mystery.   Given  her  love  for  anonymity  &  the  thrill  of  hiding  behind  a  persona,  404  enjoys  anonymous  encounters  &  role-playing  scenarios  where  she  can  maintain  a  level  of  mystery.

Technology  Integration.   As  someone  deeply  connected  to  technology,  404's  interested  in  incorporating  tech  into  sexual  experiences.  This  ranges  from  sexting,  video  calls,  even  using  VR/AR  for  role-play  scenarios.

Power  Dynamics.   Her  hacking  activities  makes her  fascinated  with  power  dynamics  &  pushing  boundaries.  This  also  translated  to  BDSM  interests,  as  a  versatile  partner.

Voyeurism  &  Exhibitionism.   She  enjoys  the  thrill  of  being  watched  or  watching  others.

Public  Places.   As  someone  who  operates  in  the  digital  realm,  404  finds  public  places  exciting  for  sexual  encounters.

Role-Playing  Scenarios.   Given  her  ability  to  create  complex  personas  online,  404  enjoys  elaborate  role-play  scenarios  in  bed  I.nvolving  her  hacking  persona  or  completely  original  scenarios.

[leneemusing]

prompts for specific scenarios that make me chef’s kiss 

can be used as starter or plotting prompts! 

1) one muse putting their hand over the other’s mouth while they have sex.

2) our muses with unspoken feelings forced to share a bed and end up cuddling. 

3) our muses have unspoken feelings but one of them is upset so the other holds them.

4) our muses have a very strong bond, but haven’t admitted to romantic feelings and one of them just comes and cuddles up to the other for comfort. 

5) sender is in a vulnerable state and the only person they trust is receiver,  who approaches them to try and help. 

6) receiver is in a vulnerable state and the only person they trust is sender,  who approaches them to try and help. 

7) our muses shower together after something traumatic for comfort and emotional intimacy, bonus points if they aren’t even together romantically yet. 

8) receiver’s muse kills someone to protect sender’s muse.  sender approaches to gently calm them down.

9) sender’s muse kills someone to protect receiver’s muse. receiver approaches to gently calm them down.

10) one muse has been brainwashed and the other one refuses to hurt them,  trying to bring them back with a gentle touch. 

11) muses who aren’t together yet or simply have a gruff/sof dynamic: sender’s muse is upset and receiver’s sits next to them,  leading to sender leaning against them and finally breaking down. 

12) muses who aren’t together yet or simply have a gruff/sof dynamic: receiver’s muse is upset and sender’s sits next to them,  leading to receiver leaning against them and finally breaking down. 

13) one muse is sporting injuries,  the other takes a hold of their face and demands to know who did it so they can take revenge. 

14) our muses aren’t together yet but one of them asks the other to stay the night so they won’t be alone. 

15) our muses aren’t together yet but one of them insists on staying the night so they won’t be alone. bonus points if its to protect them. 

16) gruff muse is being grumpy and the other one just crawls into their lap and kisses them. 

17) softer muse makes the first move for sex and rides or tops the gruffer one who looks at them like they just found god. 

18) one muse has just killed for the first time and the other more experienced muse is there to help them in the aftermath. 

19) one muse is dangerous and has a soft spot for the other one, who approaches them to prevent them from hurting someone. 

20) receivers muse is touch starved and sender gives them affection they aren’t used to. 

21) sender’s muse is touch starved and receiver gives them affection they aren’t used to. 

22) receiver’s muse is the first person sender’s muse turns to and hugs after something traumatic happens. 

23) sender’s muse is first person receiver’s muse turns to and hugs after something traumatic happens. 

24) one muse shows up at the other’s doorstep looking for comfort.

25) one muse shows up at the other’s doorstep because they need help and are in danger. 

26) one muse thinks the other is going to hurt them but instead they protect them. 

27) dangerous or antagonistic muse gently caresses the other’s face who is surprised by their affection. 

28) one muse is in danger and the other, who is usually antagonistic, shows up to help them. 

29) dangerous or antagonistic muse is gently caressed by the other,  surprising them with affection they aren’t accustomed to. 

30) one muse sees the other’s scars for the first time. 

[ohisms]

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 .

→     𝐈𝐈𝐈 .    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’ .

→     𝐈𝐕  .    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 ].

→     𝐕 .    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 ] .

[404027]

𝝦ꓴᴸ𝗟  ᵀ𝘏𝗘  𝚃𝘏𝙍ᴱᴬ𝖣.   SEᴱ  𝑊𝘏A𝐓  𝖀ᴺᴿAVE𝐿S.

[onceres]

››› 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐄 - assorted dialogue from episode S3E01 ( Fight or Flight ). feel free to edit as necessary.

war is inevitable.

awaiting engagement authorization.

in all out war, we prevail.

future generations will look back on this day as the moment you forged your legacy.

there's no way you're okay after everything that went down.

what do we do?

what are you going on about?

my family's falling apart.

we were stronger together. now we're not.

we're the only ones who can fix this.

shut up!

if anyone else but me comes through that door you put them in the ground.

don't you dare leave me here !

today, you get to be a hero.

we have a debt to settle.

the more you share, the more your bowl will be plentiful.

we have to assume they'll be back.

we can't afford to be short-sighted right now.

we're living on borrowed time.

get behind me. this is going to get ugly.

hey, are you okay ?

i always wanted to fly this thing.

what was that ?

take a breath.

now, focus and get me what i need.

i tend to take on fights that can't be won.

does that mean yes ?

stay here.

i'm just trying to do some good out here.

this is what I've always wanted to do.

this plan sucks.

can i just speak for a moment ?

this isn't about you.

i saw something different in you.

what is it you want ?

sounds like you want me out of the way.

can i finish my drink first ?

everything's going to be okay.

is this really time for fashion advice ?

get me off this ship !