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@alicxnte
Hey there!
My name is Ellie, and I've recently returned to the world of Tumblr RP after taking some time off. I've RP'd on and off since 2010, on both Tumblr and Discord (feel free to send a request for my user name if you'd like to connect).
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Even if we've never interacted before, please feel free to send ask memes.
&. 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.
( we love angst on this blog, what can we say. here’s some more dialogue prompts for you. a warning for potentially triggering themes below. )
❛ everything you touch, you ruin. ❜
❛ the only one who gets to kill you, is me. ❜
❛ you can’t make me disappear. ❜
❛ memories are only there to make you bleed. ❜
❛ i don’t need your permission. ❜
❛ don’t shut me out like this. ❜
❛ the less you know, the better. ❜
❛ i won’t stop killing until you kill me. ❜
❛ why is it whenever we see each other, you’re covered in blood? ❜
❛ you think i felt something for you? you’ve forgotten what i am. ❜
❛ the last time we talked, didn’t you say you wanted to kill me? ❜
❛ i felt something loosen in me that shouldn’t have been loosened. ❜
❛ pull yourself together. we have work to do. ❜
❛ stay back, i have a demon inside of me. ❜
❛ let me get closer, i have a hell inside of me where your demon can live. ❜
❛ people like that don’t deserve to live. ❜
❛ just do what you’re told. like you always do. ❜
❛ why do you have to make everyone hate you? ❜
❛ it’s better that you don’t get involved. ❜
❛ i’d do anything to make you stay. ❜
❛ who cares if it bleeds. ❜
❛ is this what you think love is? ❜
❛ just breathe through it. it gets easier. ❜
❛ don’t pretend that you cared about me. ❜
❛ i’m starting to think you like wasting my time. ❜
❛ we wouldn’t be alive if it weren’t for me. ❜
❛ i will never, ever, give you a moment’s peace. ❜
❛ the world doesn’t hate us. but it doesn’t love us either. ❜
❛ it hurts that you still can’t trust me after all this time. ❜
❛ a darkness with voices is better than a silent void. ❜
❛ it’s safer to be feared, than loved. ❜
❛ am i not good enough for you? ❜
❛ a burnt child loves the fire. ❜
❛ i’m tired of dying. ❜
❛ what if you hurt because it feels good? ❜
❛ don’t try to fix me, i’m not broken. ❜
❛ if you want me to die, you can just say so. ❜
❛ you don’t have to be afraid of who you are. ❜
❛ that line disappears once you cross it. ❜
❛ how can i believe you after all you’ve done? ❜
❛ i won’t let you forget about me. ❜
❛ the person you once knew me as, died. ❜
❛ are you going to leave me again? ❜
❛ i have nothing i could offer you. ❜
❛ no one is going to save you. no one can. ❜
❛ maybe you’re / i’m already dead. ❜
❛ you have blood on your hands. ❜
❛ what, can’t take a punch? ❜
❛ i’m your mind giving you someone to talk to. ❜
❛ you have to step out of this darkness and let them see you for who you are, like i have. ❜
Send me 😻 for my muse to say where they would kiss yours.
Assorted Protective Lovers Sentence Starter
You think I am stopping you because I don’t think your capable? You being capable is the problem.”
“You mean more to me than my next breath. there was no ask.”
“Choosing love and war are both honorable choices.”
You are injured. I will murder you if you get up and than bring you back to life to murder you again. I love you.”
“I could fight ghosts themselves and not flinch if only to see you whole.”
“Love doesn’t need reason.”
“Love doesn’t see reason.”
“I’d yell now that we are alive though you clearly don’t listen to me.”
“Are you going to be the one to stop me? because I know what I am going to do, I just need to know who is going to try and stop me.”
“This world needs you far more than me.”
“Regardless of title or standing, I will fight and die for you or at your side.”
Look just because I am capable of protecting you, doesn’t mean you have to need it so much?”
“Wasn’t sure if I should yell at you or kiss you for getting yourself into this?’
“Love means we are a team. if we are going into danger, it is together since I doubt you like the macho role.”
“Of course, walk towards the danger because you have a human shield.”
“I’m not trying to control you. I am trying to keep you safe.”
“No, don’t do that it’s not safe.”
“You’re scared of that, aren’t you?”
“Don’t touch her/him!”
“It’s cute that you tried to protect me and all, but you’re like a foot shorter than me, you know?”
“I will always step in between you and something like that.”
“Why? Because I don’t want you to get hurt, that’s why!”
“Do you think just because my feet don’t touch the bottom of the pool that I need a floatie?”
“The stepping stool is unecessary.”
“I’m not apologizing for what I said to that asshole/jerk… He/she was saying terrible things about you.”
“If you say another word about her/him, you’ll regret it.”
“I don’t want to put you in that type of environment.”
“Make sure to tell me if you get worried, or nervous, or claustrophobic, or-”
“You could have been hurt.”
“I indirected him/her on Twitter for your honor.”
“I think you should leave this type of thing to me.” “I’m gonna protect you.”
“You can hold onto me if you’re scared, you know?”
“I’m not leaving you alone. Not now, not ever.”
“Let’s all watch a different movie. This one freaks her/him out.”
“I get where you’re coming from dude, but honestly shut the hell up and don’t talk about her/him that way.”
“She/He isn’t an object.”
“She/he told me what you did, and all I’m gonna do is tell you to stay away.”
“You don’t know anything about her/him!”
“What? You think that was funny? You just insulter her/him, and expect me to laugh?”
“I’m not gonna let you put up with that.”
“Really, if you told me to I’d go punch them for you.”
“Wait, let me walk you home.”
“I’ll drive you, please– please don’t go like this.”
“It’s dangerous.
“I’m worried about you.”
“I meant it when I said I would protect you.”
“I’m not stepping aside until you back up.”
“It’s too cold for you to come out here without a jacket on.”
“I’ll go see what the noise was.”
“Stay on the phone with me.”
“Promise me you’ll be safe.”
“I don’t feel comfortable with you going there on your own.”
“He/She did what to you?”
“I won’t let you go through something like that again.”
“I’m not perfect, but I’m trying my hardest to do everything to keep you safe.” “Stay behind me.”
“I promised your mom to make sure you didn’t do anything stupid tonight.”
“I love you. Of course I’m gonna defend you like that.”
“No, he/she isn’t good enough to take you out. Trust me, I know.”
“Are you planning to stay glued to my side this whole evening?”
“I’ll be okay, because I know you’re back here ready to step in if I need you.”
“Thank you for always sticking with me.”
“I’m really worried about her/him, but I don’t think he/she wants me to call.”
“I don’t know what I would do if something happened to you.”
“Like, I don’t expect to ever have to take a bullet for you, but I would.”
//My toxic trait is taking months off from tumblr, and immediately wanting to rebramd the moment I return
I do not need to do up new icons. I do not need to find a new theme
Plant/Flower Symbolism Asks (Part I)
Based on the list on this wiki page
Acacia - When your muse develops an attraction to someone, do they pursue them or tend to bury and hide their feelings?
Acanthus - Is your muse artistically inclined? What sort of mediums do they prefer to work in?
Aconite - What are your muses thoughts on their own species in general? Do they believe in inherent goodness of them? Generally self-serving? Etc?
Agrimony - What events/people in your muse’s life are they most thankful for?
Aloe - Does your muse miss someone that they’ve lost, whether through death or a different loss of their relationship?
Almond - How seriously does your muse take their promises? How inclined are they to make them?
Amaranth - If offered immortality, would your muse take it? For what reasons would or wouldn’t they, and under what conditions would it take to change whatever their answer is?
Amaryllis - How proud is your muse, and what do they think of others with the same level of pride as theirs?
Ambrosia - Has your muse ever had someone they considered their true love, whether in their current relationship or a past one?
Anemone - What was the worst rejection that your muse has experienced?
Angrec - Describe a royalty au with your muse. What position would your muse be in? How would they feel about their station?
Anthurium - Was your muse’s childhood characterized by abundance or scarcity (in needs, affection, friends, etc)? How does it play into your muse’s present behavior?
Apple Blossom - Apples or oranges? Pineapple pizza or no? Pronounced gif or gif? What sort of silly preferences does your muse feel the strongest about?
Arborvitae - Does your muse have a friend that they’d stay beside to the gritty end for, and their friend for them? Did they ever have one that they thought they would but in the end they didn’t?
Arbutus - How does your muse feel about polyamory for their own relationships? For others?
Arum - Has your muse ever been religious? Are they now? Can they be swayed into a faith?
Asphodel - Does your muse have regrets that they wish they can fix, but never can?
Aster - How quick is your muse to trust in a relationship? What conditions have to be satisfied in order for them to trust their partner? What is the quickest way to break that trust?
Azalea - Does your muse take care of others, voluntarily or not? Do they enjoy it? Do they resent it?
Baby’s Breath - Do they pick up on sexual innuendos easily? What is their reaction to them? How often do they make innuendos themself?
Bachelor Button - How does your muse feel about sex before marriage in their own relationships? And do they judge others based on their choices?
Balm - How easily does your muse socialize with others? How good are they at their social interactions?
Balsam - When your muse falls in love, how hard do they fall? Do they outwardly express their passion?
Balsamine - What is their level of patience, and how hard does one have to push to make your muse snap?
𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙸𝙽 𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜
add + REVERSE to reverse the roles!
∆ FOLLOW ∆ - sender grabs receiver’s hand to bring them somewhere
∆ STOP ∆ - sender grabs the receiver’s hand to stop them from going somewhere
∆ FRIGHT ∆ - sender grabs the receiver’s hand because they are scared
∆ EXCITE ∆ - sender grabs receiver’s hands out of excitement
∆ OVER HERE ∆ - sender grabs receiver’s hand to grab their attention
∆ COMFORT ∆ - sender places their hand atop the receiver’s to comfort them
∆ HEAL ∆ - sender treats a wound on the receiver’s hand
∆ COLD ∆ - sender warms receiver’s hands in their own
∆ CATCH ∆ - sender grabs receiver’s hand(s) to keep them from losing their balance/falling
∆ LIFT ∆ - sender grabs receiver’s hand to help them climb up\down from somewhere
∆ SIZE ∆ - sender starts measuring their hand in comparison to receiver’s
∆ TRACE ∆ - sender starts tracing the receiver’s hands in their own
∆ OUTSIDE ∆ - sender kisses the back of receiver’s hand/their knuckles
∆ INSIDE ∆ - sender kisses the palm of the receiver’s hand
∆ TOGETHER ∆ - sender entwines receiver’s hand in theirs as they are walking
∆ SWING ∆ - sender swings receiver’s hand in theirs as if they are a child
∆ BRUSH ∆ - sender accidentally brushes their hand against the receiver’s as they both reach for the same item
∆ CLOSE ∆ - sender places their hand with their fingers just barely touching receiver’s, too shy to fully hold their hand
∆ CIRCLES ∆ - sender gently rubs circles over the receiver’s hand with their thumb
∆ MASSAGE ∆ - sender works the stiffness out of the muscles of the receiver’s hand with a massage.
Trialling some new characters:
Oleander Fallows
Nox Draven
Sage Benson
I'm considering adding the rest of the Bonded Group from The Bonds that Tie but at the moment, these three are trial characters
Do me a favor. Reblog this if you welcome the use of ask memes as icebreakers between characters that have never, or rarely, interacted before.
✐ For Tessa.
Random Starter Meme: 1344
Tessa's eyes stung, but she tried her best to keep the tears from falling. It would not do to fall to pieces now, to break down and cry with company present.
No - she would wait until she was home, where she could reach down and pull that grief tighter to her chest, and hold it as close as she had once held-
"No truth can cure the sorrow we feel from losing a loved one," she said. It was intended to be comforting, soft and gentle, but she wasn't sure that it did.
"The best thing you can do is feel it."
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@alicxnte continued from here
Matthew froze as soon as he heard her voice, half in and half out the window, looking at her like a deer caught in headlights. He knew exactly which window in the Institute was James’s, but he also knew exactly what window was Lucie’s due to looking up at it so often when he was younger, and it seemed like his muddled mind had confused both memories.
He felt too sluggish to panic, the feeling far away, but he did feel the alarm of having to come up with an excuse and being unable to think of anything for a few moments, until he said: “Hey, Luce, of course not. I know very well James’ window is on the other side, but… I saw aunt Tessa and Uncle Will going back there on a walk and I didn’t want them to see me, and Bridget was keeping watch by the front door, so… Here I am.” That was a lie, of course, Lucie’s parents were chatting in the drawer room and that’s why he couldn’t use the front door and thought of using James’ window, considering the hour and his state, but since that had backfired he had to tell Lucie something so she wouldn’t be suspicious either.
He was being dreadful that night, and the more he sobered up, the more embarrassed he got. He only ever wanted to impress Lucie and have her consider him as someone worthy of being her friend if nothing else, but his display that night must surely have brought him back to square zero, what a nightmare.
He sighed, and composed himself upon her arrival. He would be the most charming and pleasant of fellas from now on until she cleared him to get out of her room, and then maybe she would forget what had happened before and what he had said.
He opened a smile. “You’d certainly want to ask, though I’m not sure you’d want to hear the answer. Hearing about others’ adventures isn’t as nice as being part of them. I’ll tell if you promise not to throw an inkwell at my head if you get jealous.” He teased her.
Lucie had just settled back down at her desk when he replied. He was right about hearing others adventures being different than being a part of them, but she had been in situations where she most certainly would have preferred to be hearing them second hand.
She rested her arms on the back of her chair, propping up her chin as she twisted to watch him.
"I promise I won't get jealous," she said, even as something dark twisted in her gut.
Have I disappeared a little again? Yes.
Do I have 6 more muses I'm tempted to bring in?
Also yes.
An Inconvenient Attraction || Lucie and Matthew
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The party was in full swing. Lucie had spent some time watching everyone dance, taking notes on how the skirts swished, and where the men placed their hands upon the dip in their partner’s lower back. She had focused on the way that the couples looked at each other, trying to figure out exactly how those gazes differed from the friends that were simply providing one another company.
When she’d decided that she’d taken quite enough notes, she scanned the faces of the gathered. Her own brightened when she saw a familiar head of blonde hair. She slipped between the bodies, forging a path to her brother’s friend.
“Math,” she said once at his elbow.
Lucie nudged him with her hip, partly out of the childish desire to annoy him, and partly to see if she could feel the tell-tale hardness of a flask.
Matthew winked. “Mischief is always something I enjoy. Come with me.” He offered his arm to Lucie and slowly led her around the room, making them look like they were going to join the couple on the dance floor, before sneakily opening the ballroom door and having her pass, following soon after. He closed the door behind him without as much as a click and patted his hands in a work well done. “Now where do you suppose we might find our missing friends? Any ideas?”
Lucie covered her mouth with her hand to keep the laughter from bubbling to the surface. If anyone had seen them, if anyone caught them alone, oh this was thrilling, wasn't it?
She thought about it, considered carefully before grabbing his hand and pulling him along behind her.
An Inconvenient Attraction || Lucie and Matthew
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The party was in full swing. Lucie had spent some time watching everyone dance, taking notes on how the skirts swished, and where the men placed their hands upon the dip in their partner’s lower back. She had focused on the way that the couples looked at each other, trying to figure out exactly how those gazes differed from the friends that were simply providing one another company.
When she’d decided that she’d taken quite enough notes, she scanned the faces of the gathered. Her own brightened when she saw a familiar head of blonde hair. She slipped between the bodies, forging a path to her brother’s friend.
“Math,” she said once at his elbow.
Lucie nudged him with her hip, partly out of the childish desire to annoy him, and partly to see if she could feel the tell-tale hardness of a flask.
“Draw the rune upon me,” Lucie thrust her arm out to him with a laugh.
There is hovered, wrist up, between them for a moment before it fell back to her side and she let out a contented sigh. “My feet are sore. I’ll be surprised if they aren’t covered in blisters. Training will not be easy tomorrow.”
She grimaced at the thought of it. Cordelia would offer to go easy, of course, but what kind of parabatai would Lucie be if she let that happened.
“You don’t really think that do you? You could be looking for a wife.”
The thought of Matthew marrying was odd, and twisted something in her gut.
Luckily, he’d continued speaking.
“No,” she said. “I haven’t for a while, but I’m sure you’re about to go looking for them.”
Matthew gave her a tsk tsk tsk and then got his stele out and drew a small balance rune on her arm. He doubted she actually needed it, but he figured one could never have enough balance in those heeled shoes. He frowned at her next words. “Now that won’t do, let me give you an iratze too while I am at it.” He held her hand for a moment as she tried to pull it back and carefully drew the rune on her before letting her go now, ignoring the warm feeling at holding Lucie’s hand like that.
He looked at her a little shocked at her comment, paling a bit. “I will pass. I really don’t know what people are expected to learn about each other in a dance that would warrant a marriage.”
He gasped. “What a bunch of villains, they have really left me here! I suppose I could go looking for them, but will you go with me? You seem like you want to get out of here too.”
Lucie was already looking back over at the dancing ladies by the time Matthew asked his next question.
"Hmmm?" She asked. "Oh, yes please. Let's go see where the others are. I'm sure we'll enjoy the mischief they're upto."
@alicxnte continued from here
Matthew froze as soon as he heard her voice, half in and half out the window, looking at her like a deer caught in headlights. He knew exactly which window in the Institute was James’s, but he also knew exactly what window was Lucie’s due to looking up at it so often when he was younger, and it seemed like his muddled mind had confused both memories.
He felt too sluggish to panic, the feeling far away, but he did feel the alarm of having to come up with an excuse and being unable to think of anything for a few moments, until he said: “Hey, Luce, of course not. I know very well James’ window is on the other side, but… I saw aunt Tessa and Uncle Will going back there on a walk and I didn’t want them to see me, and Bridget was keeping watch by the front door, so… Here I am.” That was a lie, of course, Lucie’s parents were chatting in the drawer room and that’s why he couldn’t use the front door and thought of using James’ window, considering the hour and his state, but since that had backfired he had to tell Lucie something so she wouldn’t be suspicious either.
“Nonsense,” Lucie said with a wave of her hand.
“I’ve given clear instructions to leave me be while I work on the next instalment of The Beautiful Cordelia. Dad learned the hard way what happens if I am not left to my own devices while I’m trying to write.”
She smiled at the memory of Will covered in ink. She hadn’t meant to throw the inkwell, but she had been trying to write the same line twenty times and each time, she’d added words from her fathers conversation.
The toss had impulsive and out of frustration, and her father had simply been in range of splattering ink.
“Besides, you could get caught sneaking from one room to the next. And in the event that they do come in, you’d fit in the wardrobe.”
There went his easy escape, but he had to laugh at the words. He did remember James telling him that story. “Are you going to throw an inkwell at my head, too, if I try to leave?” He teased, then looked peeved.
“Excuse you, I’d never be the secret lover that hides in the closet, if I was ever a secret lover I’d have the sense to climb down the window, which I just climbed up, but that’s not the point, the point was… Oh you got it.” He waved his hand, then sighed and plopped himself down on the floor by the window, giving in.
“Fine, I will stay here for now, but then… I think I will accept that water.” He needed something to help sober him up, and even if the water didn’t do it, he could use the time when Lucie was out or distracted to apply a quick iratze on himself.
Laughter bubbled to the surface. Perhaps she would throw an inkwell at him as well, just to teach him a lesson.
But her laugh and smile quickly died. Secret lover. Her cheeks burned and she turned her face away.
She couldn’t help the images that flashed to mind, the idea of hurried, desperate kisses as he climbed through the window, neither of them patient enough to wait until he was fully inside the room. The hushed giggles and shhh trying to keep quiet while they still enjoyed each other-
She cleared her throat and turned towards the door. “I’ll get you that water,” she said, and left before he could see the state she was in.
The laughter made him tilt his head, looking a little wary. He wondered if he might end up covered in ink, after all, but his worry ended with her laugh and the blush on his face almost made him gasp. What was he babbling about to Lucie of all people? He really wasn’t in the best of his wits that night. He passed his hand through his hair and mumbled. “Sorry, it was a joke in poor taste. The water will be nice, yeah…”
As soon as Lucie was out of the room, Matthew fumbled for his stele and drew a messy iratze on the inside of his wrist. It wasn’t like a lightning bolt waking him up, but eventually the fog lifted enough that he figured he would stop embarrassing himself in front of Lucie for the night, that would at least make up for the whirlwind he had been tried to quieten earlier starting poke its tendrils back out. When Lucie came back he was sitting back against the wall, drumming his fingers on his knee and whistling, the picture of laid back easeness, now much more convincing.
Lucie had taken a moment to compose herself in the kitchen. Surely, it was a slip of the tongue. There was no way that Matthew would have said that intentionally.
Sure, there had been whisperings of his affections but surely that was just teasing on her brothers part... right?
Lucie steeled herself and poured a glass of water for her unexpected guest and carried it back up.
He looked better now, more reasonable. She held out the glass to him.
"Do I want to ask you about your adventures this evening?"
An Inconvenient Attraction || Lucie and Matthew
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The party was in full swing. Lucie had spent some time watching everyone dance, taking notes on how the skirts swished, and where the men placed their hands upon the dip in their partner’s lower back. She had focused on the way that the couples looked at each other, trying to figure out exactly how those gazes differed from the friends that were simply providing one another company.
When she’d decided that she’d taken quite enough notes, she scanned the faces of the gathered. Her own brightened when she saw a familiar head of blonde hair. She slipped between the bodies, forging a path to her brother’s friend.
“Math,” she said once at his elbow.
Lucie nudged him with her hip, partly out of the childish desire to annoy him, and partly to see if she could feel the tell-tale hardness of a flask.
"Draw the rune upon me," Lucie thrust her arm out to him with a laugh.
There is hovered, wrist up, between them for a moment before it fell back to her side and she let out a contented sigh. "My feet are sore. I'll be surprised if they aren't covered in blisters. Training will not be easy tomorrow."
She grimaced at the thought of it. Cordelia would offer to go easy, of course, but what kind of parabatai would Lucie be if she let that happened.
"You don't really think that do you? You could be looking for a wife."
The thought of Matthew marrying was odd, and twisted something in her gut.
Luckily, he'd continued speaking.
"No," she said. "I haven't for a while, but I'm sure you're about to go looking for them."
