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So these are my currently active muses:
Story
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See my pinned post here to look at my full list of muses. Feel free to send a message if you have any questions!
With No Good Deed Unpunished... || closed with ancientsflowergirl
@ancientsflowergirl, continued from here.
As Vincent labored to breathe, he lifted his head enough to see a little bit but kept the hood of his cloak pulled low. He quickly bowed it again, though, for he knew who it was. She smelled of flowers, same as she did a moment ago when he’d tried to intervene and help her. Shrinking back even though he had nowhere to go with his back against the wall, Vincent did everything he could to hide his face. “No… Please, go…” he said in a strained and agonized whisper. “You don’t understand…” There was such sadness in his voice. She was so pretty, and he was… not like her. Although Vincent was not ashamed of what or who he was, he did know that he was not accepted by the world Above, especially by more traditionally beautiful people.
Over the next few weeks, Aerith was running herself ragged.
Business had kicked up for her and her mother as a holiday crept closer, and people were rushing to buy gifts for their loved ones. Aerith’s was caught up between arranging flower deliveries that she made herself and taking care of said flowers, trying to make sure they could meet the sudden demand. That didn’t mean she didn’t have time to think about her adventure in the tunnels below.
Every night when she went to sleep, Aerith would dream of running through those tunnels with Vincent. Chasing and laughing with one another. Calmer dreams of reading by candlelight. By the time the day came Aerith would be almost heart sick.
She’d never felt so drawn to a person before. Places she felt connections to all the time, and the tunnels being so deep in the earth were no exception. If anything, she felt a pull ever stronger there because of it. But there was something about Vincent that felt strange, in a pleasant way. She wanted to see him again, speak with him again. At this rate she feared she may forget his voice entirely.
She made up her mind one night, after dinner with her mother, that she would go to see him. Simply to check up on him and make sure his wound had healed up and that he was fine. Her mother gave her a look that said “try harder” but left it at that. So long as she came back, she was alright with it.
So the next morning Aerith set out to find one of the entrances again, using memory from her walk with Kipper. Only… once she found one, she wasn’t too sure how to proceed. She couldn’t remember every twist and turn they took getting out of the tunnels, and after walking for a bit and feeling like she still couldn’t tell heads or tails where she was, she started thinking maybe this was a bad idea.
“Shit…” Aerith groaned under her breath, looking back and forth between two passages. She had no idea where she was going, or how to get out again. After trying to double back and finding she was in a wholly different area, somehow, she needed up just walking again.
“This is ridiculous. You’d think they’d have some signs up or something…” Aerith complained, sitting down against the stone wall and sighing. There was a roaring in her ears; she couldn’t tell if it was inside her or out side. Hm…
Aerith turned, and pressed her palm to the wall of the tunnel. Closing her eyes, she focused until she could feel a wisp of something flowing through the stone. “Ahh… okay, I feel you.” She got up, eyes still closed and hand still against the wall. “Guide me where I need to go…”
With that whisper, she began walking through the tunnels again, trusting the flow of energy she felt to take her to the right place.
Aerith in the red dress
halloween/fall starters ! 🎃
masterlist of autumn and halloween themed sentence starters!
❝ i made pumpkin cookies! want to try one? ❞
❝ thanks for bringing me to this fall festival. ❞
❝ let’s go to the fall carnival! ❞
❝ let’s go get a pumpkin frappucino! ❞
❝ do you wanna go walk in the leaves with me? ❞
❝ did you cut yourself carving the pumpkin? let me see it. ❞
❝ how does my pumpkin look? ❞
❝ we can go get hot chocolate after this movie? ❞
❝ want to go to this halloween party with me after school? ❞
❝ stay still i’m almost done with your costume. ❞
❝ let’s paint pumpkins. ❞
❝ hurry up! we’re going to be late for the costume party! ❞
❝ help me decorate! ❞
❝ let’s open some windows, okay? ❞
❝ it’s starting to rain… ❞
❝ bring a jacket! ❞
❝ i didn’t expect it to get so cold. can i borrow your jacket? ❞
❝ do we really need to go to a pumpkin patch? can’t we just buy one at the store? ❞
❝ let’s go pick pumpkins! ❞
❝ it’s chilly out here, you need a coat. take mine. ❞
❝ you sound sick. are you sick? ❞
*throws leaves on your head*
*sneeze* ❝ sorry, allergies. ❞
❝ wanna go out for halloween? ❞
❝ looks like it’s time to rake the leaves… ❞
❝ let’s go get hot chocolate then go for a walk. ❞
❝ let’s go trick-or-treating! ❞
❝ let’s go jump in the leaves! ❞
❝ come in here where it’s dry! ❞
❝ it’s dark?! already?! ❞
❝ ooh it’s chilly out. ❞
❝ please, enough with the pumpkin spice. ❞
❝ good morning. no, don’t get up, it’s raining, let’s stay in bed a little longer… ❞
❝ did you hear about the werewolf/vampire/witch roaming around this town on halloween night? ❞
❝ let’s go to the haunted house! oh, please, please, please, please?! ❞
❝ i don’t get scared. i’m practically fearless. ❞
❝ did you hear that? ❞
❝ we have to get out of here! ❞
❝ are you going to hide in my shoulder the whole time? or actually watch the movie? ❞
❝ i’m not going in a graveyard. ❞
❝ what did you get? ❞
❝ want to trade candy? ❞
❝ i got a rock. ❞
❝ don’t blame me! it was your idea to come in here! ❞
❝ what are you going as for halloween this year? ❞
❝ i just can’t wait for halloween! ❞
❝ you should totally buy that costume! ❞
❝ trick or treat! ❞
❝ happy halloween! ❞
❝ happy fall! ❞
❝ i wanna make sure that my jack-o-lantern is the best! ❞
❝ i’ll race you through the corn maze! ❞
❝ that guy in the gorilla costume has been following us for the past ten blocks. ❞
❝ aww come on! it was a prank! ❞
❝ please, please, PLEASE no scary movie marathon! ❞
❝ that wasn’t funny! ❞
❝ i keep tripping over my costume. ❞
❝ i’m not sure we should go down that street. ❞
❝ no fair! your costume is getting you more candy. ❞
❝ faster! we need to get to all of the houses! ❞
❝ forget being ‘too old’ to trick or treat. i’m doing this forever! ❞
❝ i don’t like these woods. ❞
❝ i just saw something! ❞
❝ look at that intestine cake! ❞
❝ i’ll trade you candy. ❞
❝ i’m a real vampire. ❞
❝ do you think stuff really happens on halloween? like..supernatural stuff. ❞
❝ i made us matching costumes! ❞
❝ i think i just saw something move outside your window…is someone watching us? ❞
❝ you’re not going to make me carve this pumpkin all by myself, are you? ❞
❝ did you hear there’s a masquerade ball this halloween? let’s go! ❞
❝ you shouldn’t go out there! ❞
❝ s-scared? me? i’m not..scared. ❞
With No Good Deed Unpunished... || closed with ancientsflowergirl
@ancientsflowergirl, continued from here.
As Vincent labored to breathe, he lifted his head enough to see a little bit but kept the hood of his cloak pulled low. He quickly bowed it again, though, for he knew who it was. She smelled of flowers, same as she did a moment ago when he’d tried to intervene and help her. Shrinking back even though he had nowhere to go with his back against the wall, Vincent did everything he could to hide his face. “No… Please, go…” he said in a strained and agonized whisper. “You don’t understand…” There was such sadness in his voice. She was so pretty, and he was… not like her. Although Vincent was not ashamed of what or who he was, he did know that he was not accepted by the world Above, especially by more traditionally beautiful people.
Aerith nodded her understanding. She waited until they had both finished their food and Vincent gave his goodbyes to start helping him back. Once he was rested and she was waiting for Kipper to arrive, Aerith gave the room one last look around.
She had no idea how long it might be before she was able to return to the tunnels, and she wanted to soak up the experience while she could. It was odd, being so far below the earth and away from the sun and the wind, the noise of the city, but it was peaceful. Though she felt a call in her to return to the Above world, there was a longing to stay Below as well. Aerith had never felt that before. Last time she had been so far below it had not been a good time in her life. With Vincent it was different.
She would have to take some time to understand why her emotions were pulling her in two different directions. Perhaps she could ask her mother about it?
“I think I’m going to be very anxious once I’m back.” Aerith said aloud after she was done looking around, “It’ll be a hard adjustment after everything I’ve seen. Mostly I’ll be worrying about you.”
Kipper arrived shortly after, ready to guide her back Above.
She leaned over and placed a kiss to Vincent’s forehead. “Thank you again, for saving my life. Try not to make yourself worse while I’m gone, okay?”
She quickly scurried after Kipper then, too afraid to see the look on Vincent’s face and ignoring the look she was getting from Kipper. She didn’t know why she kissed him, or if it was even appropriate. Half the time Aerith did anything she rarely thought it through. She just went with her instinct. Still, the thing fluttering in her chest didn’t feel like regret.
The tunnel system brought the two above ground quickly, and with Kipper, Aerith was even able to reach her mother’s using alleys she didn’t think to have used before. It was almost disorienting, how easily he seemed to know where to go to avoid being seen, especially when she thought about how long she had lived in the city. Once she was home safe, she waved the boy off with a smile, and used the fire escape to climb up to her apartment.
The look in her mother’s face as Aerith climbed through the window was comical, to say the least.
“Aerith! Goodness, I was starting to think you were never coming back. Are you alright? You look like you’ve been crawling in the dirt! Why were you using the fire escape?” Elmyra asked rapidly as she started to inspect her daughter.
“I’m okay, mom, really. Everything is okay. I was just coming back a… different way than I normally do.”
“Hmm. And what about these people you were with? You were unusually cryptic with that note you sent. And that boy! I’ve never seen anyone like him, I thought he was a figment of my imagination! Then he gave me that note and… what have you gotten yourself into?” Her mother got quiet and then, hesitantly, asked, “Was it them again? Did they come looking for you?”
“It’s complicated, but no, nothing like that. I was just in the wrong place at the wrong time, but I was helped by someone. He… he stays out of sight with his family. The boy that gave you the note is one of them. But they didn’t hurt me, quite the opposite. I’m sorry I made you worry so much.”
“It’s alright. I’m your mother, it’s my job. But I wish next time you went exploring around the city you’d leave a note behind for me. I hate thinking of you all alone out there, with no way to get back to me.”
“Yeah, I know. But I don’t think I’m alone anymore.” Aerith began to blush slightly. “The man that helped me… he’s kind, and gentle. He got hurt trying to protect me, and I want to see him again. To make sure he’s okay. He said I could come back whenever…” Aerith leaned against the windowsill with a dreamy look in her eye, tracing one of the leaves of the hanging plants. Elmyra rolled her eyes at the sight and huffed, amused.
“Now, come on back to earth, missy. I just got you back. Spend some time here at home, first, and then you can go see him. I’m sure your friend will be just fine recuperating without you hovering. Speaking of which, I should probably eventually meet the gentleman that rescued my daughter, hm?”
“Uh, well…”
“I’m only teasing, but I am serious. One of these days I’ll need to meet him, if only to thank him.” Elmyra smirked, “And to make sure he’s nothing I need to worry about.”
“Mom!”
Elmyra held up her hands and walked into the kitchen. “What? You’re a beautiful girl, Aerith, and men notice that. One of these days they’re gonna come here intent to sweep you off your feet and I’ll have to keep a critical eye on each and every one of ‘em.”
Aerith put her face in her hands and sat down at the table, laughing. “Whatever you say, mom.”
grumpy/sunshine trope prompts!
naturally these are shippy and soft and i'm honestly so honored that someone asked and trusted me to do these, so i hope y'all enjoy them just as much as i enjoyed writing them!
from the grump
" i know i can be an asshole, but... you always see the good in me. "
" only YOU could convince me to do something like this! "
" don't make this weird, but... i saw this in the store. figured you'd like it. "
" nobody's ever made me feel the way you do. "
" you're so full of light... and i'm terrified that i'll be the one who quenches it. "
" why do you stick around with a misery-guts like me? "
" you're the lighthouse in the fog, guiding me to shore... "
" i'm trying so hard, but... i can't stop myself from falling in love with you. "
" i love you... oh, damn it, don't look at me, i'm all red... "
" i don't really smile much. not unless you're around, it seems. "
" no. no way, no way in hell am i doing that. no! no... aw, fine... "
" how are you so happy all the time? "
" oh jeez... nobody's ever made me laugh like that in a long, long time. "
" i don't think i wanna know a world without your smiles. "
" i never feel like this grumpy asshole when you're around. i feel like... me. the real me... "
" hey, now... i'm not going anywhere. i'm gonna stay right here. right with you. "
" whoa... hey, now, who made you cry? where'd they go? "
" don't make a big deal out of this. you like hugs, right? so... here's a hug. "
" um... if you don't mind, i think i'd like a hug now. if that's okay... "
" the world just... feels right. when you're with me. "
from the sunshine
" i love it when you smile! i wish you'd do it all the time... "
" you have a really good smile, you know that? "
" see? i knew there was a soft heart under all that grumbling! "
" admit it. you had FUN today! "
" i want to know you. the REAL you. so let's go somewhere that makes you feel happy. "
" you can't get rid of me that easily. i'm gonna be here every day to remind you how wonderful you are! "
" you know me. you... you see me. i'm never totally myself unless i'm with you. "
" everyone else always sees this ridiculously happy, over excited, naive little baby who needs protecting. but... never you. you've always seen the real me. i guess that's what i love the most about you. "
" why is it so damn difficult for you to believe you're worthy of love? "
" you make me smile. and laugh. i feel happy when i'm with you! is that so hard to believe? "
" don't be so stubborn! take my coat/scarf! "
" come on! dance with me! "
" who'd have thought you'd be such a softie! "
" your smiles are like shooting stars. really rare, and really beautiful. "
" don't go. please? just... we can share the bed. i just don't want to be alone right now, if you don't mind... "
" we all have our flaws. you stayed with me in spite of mine. now i'm doing the same... "
" we're two sides of the same coin. right? "
" well, they do say opposites attract... "
" of course i remembered! i remember everything about you! "
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Hands That Heal || Closed with @nightacquainted
As far as being treated as a lab rat went, Aerith couldn’t complain. The scientists “researching” her took care of her, fed her and made sure she was comfortable in between tests. She knew there were worse things they could do; occasionally if she felt like being stubborn they would hint at it. If she wouldn’t willingly cooperate, they had means of forcing her. It would skew the results, they said, but any data was better than no data. They preferred her to be willing, her power worked best that way, so no harm had been done. Yet.
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His jolting into consciousness startled her, and Aerith couldn’t help but flinch back from the glass.
Sometimes the creatures the lab personnel placed into her cage reacted violently. That was the reason for the thick separator glass that bisected the container; to prevent her from being hurt again. Aerith could never blame any of the poor souls that woke up in there with her, though. It was always jarring, and always terrifying. They woke confused and in pain, lashing out at the first thing they saw because it was instinct. She understood.
“My name is Aerith. You’re in a laboratory somewhere underneath the ground.” Aerith held up her hands, though she couldn’t have touch him even if she wanted to. “You’re safe in here with me. I won’t harm you, I just want to make you feel better.”
She tapped carefully on the glass, producing a dull thudding noise.
“See this? It separates us. I won’t touch you, no one will. At least for now.”
She couldn’t offer him much more comfort beyond that. The pattern was they would leave their subjects in with her for a day or so, maybe longer. Until they had healed enough either by proximity to her or via her actively healing them. Rarely the scientists trusted her or the subjects enough to bring down the glass, but it had happened on occasion. At the moment, Aerith wasn’t sure if the man, or beast, was safe or not. She knew she probably didn’t look all that trustworthy herself. Her hair was down instead of up like she preferred, her ribbon taken and her dress replaced by a sterile white gown. She looked more like a patient in a hospital ward.
“Do you have a name?” She tried, relaxing her shoulders but still wary in case he decided to charge the glass.
Aerith in the Sleeping Forest
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‘i love you’ prompts send a word (or more!) for our muses to interact.
WASH : running a bath
MEDICINE : giving cough syrup
BRACE : helping to sit or stand
WARMTH : checking for fever
CLOUD : getting a cold compress
HUSH : going into comfort mode
SOFT : fluffing pillows
SNUG : fixing blankets
LIFT : picking up and carrying
TALE : telling a story
EAT : making soup
COOL : filling a glass with water
SIP : making a hot drink
BUNDLE : covering with a blanket or jacket
FADE : turning off lights
ZZZ : leaving out pajamas
INFERNO : putting balm on a burn
PILL : providing painkillers
REDUCE : giving an antacid
FROST : icing a bruise
CLOTH : bandaging a wound
NAP : putting to bed and tucking in
WAIT : keeping watch at bedside
SONG : singing or humming a lullaby
“All of us blossom when we feel loved and wither when we do not feel loved.”
— Gary Chapman
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