I Analyze Myself

I occasionally feel as though I am responsible for the events that have occurred in others' lives. Sometimes it seems as though the only answer is to evaluate and assess the situation at hand; yet analyzing and evaluating only get you so far. The rest is up to the works of fate. (Indie! Alana Bloom RP/Ask blog. Familiar with the books, movies, and series verses; preference for only canon blogs. Tracking the tag; "bloominganalyzation" )

[frommemetoyou]

ICE BREAKER MEMES

[bloominganalyzation-blog]

Have you always wanted our muses to meet, but didn’t know how they would first interact? Send me one of the following ice breakers so we can embark on our roleplaying adventure!

"Good morning, sorry I’m late!"

"I’m not late am I?"

"I don’t think we’ve met before…"

"You look familiar, have we met?"

"Do I know you?"

"Sorry! You dropped this!"

"Oh, sorry I thought you were someone else, I didn’t mean to hug you!"

"Watch where you’re going!"

"Are you okay? You didn’t fall too badly did you?"

"I should have said something earlier, I’m-"

"I’ve seen you around, I’ve just never had the guts to say hi."

"You must be new…"

"Do you need a hand?"

"Have you just moved in?"

"If you want me to show you around, I don’t mind helping."

"I saw you from across the room and I had to say hi."

"I wouldn’t buy that if I were you."

"Do you need some help?"

"Is this yours?"

"Sorry, I’m not from around here, do you know where the nearest pharmacy is?"

"Hey, have you got change for a note?"

"Want some gum?"

"Ah, sorry. I’ll move my bag, this seat is free."

"Careful!"

"Not every day you meet someone with such a smile!"

"Thanks for holding the door open for me!"

"Uhm, excuse me. Hey, wake up! This isn’t your stop is it?"

[just-juliebean]

My night✌️

[siebzehnterneunter]

[furalleundkeinen]

Inside my lungs

[vigilax-deactivated20141101]

   The sudden act of bravery between the two was enough to show the feelings for each other were still there. They had always cared for each other, it seemed, but never acted on it. When William had acted on those feelings, he was in a state of being unstable, causing Alana to run away. He understood why she had done that, but it still didn’t make the pain go away. Understanding something and getting over it were two very different things. But here they were, finally embracing one another, after everything that had happened. They survived him, survived everything, and it was only right to want one another in this way.

   Will held her there, as the gap between them was closed. She tugged on his hair, so he tugged on her clothing. He wanted to know whether or not this was going to go further. Kissing was fine with William, but taking the psychiatrist to bed was something he would need to think about. Not only because of the fact this could be a one time thing, but also because he wasn’t sure if she would regret it or not. When the kiss broke and she spoke, Will had no more words to say to her. Instead, he pulled her back in for another kiss, realizing that each kiss had increased passion. Things were already changing between them, and this kiss had finally opened his eyes.

[bloominganalyzation-blog]

It wasn’t as though the sentiment she held for him had been erased; it had simply been put on hold, simply buried under the complications of being a psychiatrist. There were complications that entirely excluded Hannibal, and she felt as he was a patient, that was very much constituted as a complication. Her hands moved from the curls that she had raveled her fingers in, to his face, where they pressed firmly against his cheek bones, against the scratchy stubble. There were no possible words in the entire English and French dictionaries to explain how she felt for him, for how she felt in this moment.

The craving was lessening, and instead replaced by a need for human contact— but Will’s human contact. Every touch sent not just electricity through her entire being, but also a surge of feeling. Something human, something that was not toxic, as she had noted with Hannibal. Will lacked elegance, Will lacked edge, but what he lost there he made up for in sentiment, ingenuity, and gentleness. Will was the kindest soul Alana Bloom had ever come across, and when she pulled away again, she did not punctuate the kiss with, ‘I’m going to go,’ much like she did the last time this occurred between them, but instead pressed her forehead to his, saying nothing but everything at once.

[inboxideas]

Send me a "What?!" for my character's reaction to yours sliding their hand in my character's pants.

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[soulfullofsilver]

Send my muse one of the following:

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[ text: wrong number ]: Yeah no [  my muse’s name ] and I are just friends. [ text: wrong number ]: [  my muse’s name ] doesn’t mean anything to me. Stop worrying. [ text: wrong number ]: Don’t worry, I’m sick of [ my muse’s name ], I’m done. [ text: wrong number ]: It’s just a game to me. [ text: wrong number ]: Sometimes I’m just glad [ my muse name ] and I are over. [ text: wrong number ]: I hate [ my muse name ] so much. [ text: wrong number ]: [ my muse name ] doesn’t mean a thing to me. [ text ]: Sometimes I get tired of all this. [ text ]: You’re not worth it. [ text ]: Why don’t we not talk for a while? [ text ]: I’m done. [ text ]: Don’t come near me. [ text ]: How can you do this to me? [ text ]: If you don’t know what you want then I do— out. [ text ]: Do you feel good knowing you have this power over me? [ text ]: Why don’t you go to him/her instead? [ text ]: I don’t care about you. [ text ]: Stop kidding yourself. [ text ]: Did you really think you mattered? [ text ]: Don’t bother [ text ]: I knew this wasn’t going to last. [ text ]: I don’t think I can do this anymore. [ text ]: I don’t care. [ text ]: You never mattered. [ text ]: I never mattered to you. I know that now. [ text ]: I see the way you look at him/her. [ text ]: Stop wasting my time. [ text ]: You’re just a waste of time. [ text ]: I don’t want to hear it. [ text ]: You’re a monster. [ text ]: I was wrong. [ text ]: You don’t care, do you? [ text ]: Don’t pretend that you care. [ text ]: Stop. Just stop. [ text ]: I don’t want you back. [ text ]: I hate you. [ text ]: You know, I’m glad we’re over. [ text ]: I’m tired of waiting.

[bloominganalyzation-blog]

She turned over, started by the presence in her bed, until she remembered the previous night.

She leaned over and rested her chin on what she thought was a shoulder and smiled. "Are you awake?"

[bloominganalyzation-blog]

No longer was she comforted by sounds of piano, or the sounds of a violin that once played the most beautiful melodies she could imagine. No longer was she satisfied by the smell of cooking, or the look of a well-furnished home. There was always something, a void missing. She visited him in her dreams, she saw him when she went out to eat.

Alana had been scheduled therapy sessions regularly, though they didn't seem to do much good for her. She was cooperative, but she felt hollow on the inside, she felt empty.

Alana Bloom had bloomed, and then she wilted. There was nothing left of her flower but barren ground. That was all he left.

[just--another--shadow-deactivat]

( Angst Me No More — Ask Meme )

SEND ME ONE OF THE FOLLOWING TO SEE HOW MY MUSE REACTS.

"Are you sure?"

"I never meant to hurt you."

"Forgive me."

"I don’t understand."

"Have you ever been afraid like this?"

"I don’t want to talk to you anymore."

"You wouldn’t understand."

"How could you do this?"

"Your problems are not of my concern."

"I don’t get it."

"Want to talk about it?"

"Nobody else seemed to notice."

"I thought you were different."

"Do you love me?"

"I understand."

"Mind if I sleep here tonight?"

"How long has it been since you last slept?"

"I never meant to hurt you."

"Can I trust you?"

"I’m so sorry."

"Don’t go. Please."

"I’m the same, you know."

"Just go. Leave."

"And if I don’t?"

"You lied to me."

"I thought it would be easier to leave."

[bloominganalyzation-blog]

Closed; How to Save a Life

[childofbloodandbone-blog]

Abigail stood outside the door to Alana’s room for- she didn’t know how long, only that it was too long. While she was unable to get out of bed she had sat and thought about what to say to Alana, what to say to all of them, but mostly Alana. She had pushed her out the window. Although she had done a lot of damage to Will as well, she hadn’t physically put him in the hospital. She had come up with something she felt was good enough, but as she stands outside of the door to her room she feels cold fear grip her chest like tendrils of ice. She takes a deep breath, trying to keep her composure as she finally pushed the door open.

Alana’s soft look was almost too much, and Abagail had to turn her eyes down to the floor. She wasn’t angry, or at least she wasn’t letting it show. That confused her. Nearly murdering someone usually didn’t warrant gentle looks- maybe she was just confused from her concussion?

"You can call me Abby if you want," she replied quietly. Alana was allowed to call her whatever name she wanted, whether it be a curse or a nickname she would accept it. She sucked her bottom lip into her mouth as she took a moment to look at Alana, really look at her. She looked tired, mostly. Dark circles under her eyes and she could see the rosy color in her cheeks had paled and hollowed. “How are you feeling?” She questioned, swallowing hard.

[bloominganalyzation-blog]

"I've been better," she said, smiling even through the pain and light sarcasm. It was true, but it was very much an understatement to her being. She was doing worse than she had been in years, though much better as of two weeks that day. Alana was quiet for a long, full minute, before sighing a little bit and outstretching her arm, with a bit of fidgeting, over the rail of her hospital bed. "Will you come here? I want to touch your hand," she told her, much less eloquent than when she was a full-time psychiatrist instead of a full-time patient.

Alana understood the circumstances, though they were unusual. Abigail had attempted to end her life by pushing her out of a two-story window, onto cement and steps. The doctors had stated, off-hand, that Alana was lucky to have missed the steps with her head, hitting them instead with her lower legs. But she didn't feel lucky. Alana felt indifferent towards the situation, almost. However, now she was able to shift slowly, using her hand for support.

"How are you feeling?" she asked, feeling she was more important than herself. Looking at her know, her eyes welled up with tears-- for months, she thought that she was dead. Someone she had felt close to, almost felt as if she were her own, and here she was, standing, walking, looking at her, breathing. "I thought you were dead," she said, quietly, watching her every movement, as though she would disappear if she looked away. She moved her hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes; Will must have had something similar of a reaction, she thought.

[nickandros-deactivated20150105]

some ship ask memes are just a little bit lacking so heres a new one

who controls the netflix account and what have they dominated the suggestions with by watching

who snores

who has an embarrassing ringtone that the other calls them in public just to get to go off

who sleeps on the top bunk if given the chance

who plays the piano at 6 in the morning to wake up the other 

who has accidentally set something on fire by attempting to cook a birthday meal 

[chivalrousxhybrid-deactivated20]

Send me 'I want the K' and I'll generate a number

1: Hot, Steamy kiss

2: Cheek Kiss

3: Nose Kiss

4: Forehead Kiss

5: Firm Kiss

6: Gentle Peck

7: Romantic Kiss

8: Eyelid Kiss

9: Jawline Kiss

10: Neck Kiss

11: Collarbone Kiss

12: Chest Kiss

13: Stomach Kiss

14: Kiss Along the Hips

15: Kiss in the Rain

16: Upside-Down Kiss

17: Goofy Kiss

18: Underwater Kiss

19: Forceful Kiss

20: Any of the Above

21: Then there’s tongue

[bloominganalyzation-blog]

Inbox me a number(s) and I'll answer (SMUTTY/SEXUAL QUESTIONS)

1: When did you lose your virginity?

2: Rough sex or soft sex?

3: Do you have any unusual kinks/fetishes?

4: Weirdest place you’ve had sex?

5: Favourite sex position?

6: Do you like to be dominant or submissive?

7: Have you ever had any one night stands?

8: Sex on the bed, couch or the floor?

9: Have you ever had sex in a public place?

10: Have you ever been caught masturbating?

11: What does your favourite sexy underwear look like?

12: How often do you have sex?

13: Is there anybody right now you’d like to have sex with?

14: Do you prefer giving or receiving oral sex?

15: Most embarrassing thing that’s ever happened to you during sex?

16: A song you’d listen to during hard/rough/kinky sex?

17: A song you’d listen to during soft/slow/passionate sex?

18: Are you into dressing up for sex?

19: Would you prefer sex in the bath or sex in the shower?

20: If you could have sex with anyone right now, who would it be?

21: Have you ever had a threesome? If not, would you?

22: Do you/would you use sex toys?

23: Have you ever sent someone a dirty text/picture?

24: Would you have sex with your best friend?

25: Is there anything you do after sex? (for example, smoke, eat, drink)

26: Something that will never fail to get you horny?

27: Early morning sex or late night sex?

28: Favourite body part on the opposite sex?

29: Favourite body part on the same sex?

30: Do you watch porn?

[gammaslamma]

send my muse one of the following.

[bloominganalyzation-blog]

"Who did this to you?" "I’m ashamed of you." "I hate you." "You disgust me." "I love you." "Don’t go, please!" "Just leave already." "I don’t care about you." "I don’t think I’ve ever seen so many dogs at once…" "I don’t love you." "I lied." "You’re pathetic."  "You need to sleep sometime."  "Come on, just hit me!"  "Leave me alone!" "Don’t touch me." "I wish I’d never met you." "You’re adorable." "Do you have a cuddle buddy yet?" "Mind if I sleep here tonight?" "You’re beautiful."

[bloominganalyzation-blog]

Closed; How to Save a Life

Alana had been in bed for two weeks now.

She wasn't comatose, at the very least, but she wasn't at all in good shape; her back had a fracture or two, and her internal bleeding had been major. She suffered a major concussion and rarely slept, and lost weight in the course of these two weeks. When she heard that she had a visitor, she smiled happily, even through the course of events. Maybe it was Jack, or Will.

When she turned her head to look and see who it was, she couldn't believe that she saw Abigail coming in. Her eyes softened immediately, as did her expression. Alana could never be angry with her for doing what he influenced her to, but she was nervous for the girl, who probably took the whole thing much differently than Will, Jack, or herself.

"Hi Abby," she rasped out, and then corrected herself, "Abigail."

[lifeisourcause]