ARCHIVED.

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ARCHIVED.

[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 .

→     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 ].

→     𝐈𝐕 .    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 ] .

[soulrph]

𝙾𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚁𝚄𝙽 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃𝚂.

u know that gorgeous and underrated plot where one of the muses is being hunted down by bad guys and the other muse either volunteers or gets assigned to protect them and they go into motels and safehouses and maybe there's only one bed and maybe they have to kiss to hide their faces and maybe many things happen of shippy and angsty varieties? i gotchu.

from the bodyguard.

" we don't have much time. grab and pack a bag; you're coming with me! "

" i'll explain everything once we're on the road. for now, all you need to know is that your life is in grave danger, and i'm responsible for keeping you safe. "

" hey, don't give me that look. nobody's gonna think of looking for us in a wedding suite, alright? "

" jesus, where the hell were you?! haven't i been clear enough? there are trained men whose sole purpose in life is to kill you! "

" you can't just sneak off without telling me, damnit, they could've caught and killed you before i ever knew you left the hotel room! "

" y'know, i keep turning it over in my head, but... i keep drawing a blank as to why they're after you. "

" i'll take the sofa, you take the bed. "

" once we get to the safehouse, i'll teach you how to use a gun. "

" yeah... the movies never tell you kevlar leaves a bruise, do they? you're alright, just keep breathing, yeah? we'll get frozen peas on that once we're back inside. "

" hey... come on now, don't get all upset and worried. it's not my first time taking a bullet. this is nothing, trust me. "

" it's not like i planned this. i never felt a calling or anything. the money was good, i had nothing else, so... being a bodyguard just made sense. "

" look at me... it's my job to keep you safe. alright? part of that involves taking a bullet every now and then. "

" shit, they found us! hey, listen to me. go hide under the bed, alright? take the knife, and if anyone tries to grab you, you make sure they lose their hands. i'm gonna go handle this. just... don't come out unless i say so. "

" that's it. i'm done being cute about this. who the hell are these bastards, and what the hell do they want from you?! "

" you any good with a needle and thread? i, uh... i got a little graze on my back. nothing serious, but still... no time to get an infection, right? "

" you... you're bleeding... "

" shit, no, no no no, keep your eyes on me, alright?! come on, stay with me, i'm not through with you yet. this is gonna hurt, but you need to stay awake! don't go to sleep, you hear me?! "

" thank god... i thought i lost you... you would/wouldn't be the first, you know? "

" hey, come on. we're getting a proper dinner, not microwave burritos again. grab your coat; you just survived the first week of being on the run, you've earned a little treat! "

" can't sleep, huh? i get it. the adrenaline, the nerves, sleeping in a strange bed... i'll stay up with you a while. talking kinda helps when you're trying to go to sleep... "

" so... we're gonna need to kiss. i know, i know, but they're headed our way, and it's just for a few seconds, and then we're gonna be in the clear, we can stop and forget it ever happened. deal? okay. come here. "

" next time... if there is a next time, we kiss, i want it to be real. not because our lives are at stake. "

" no, i don't usually kiss the assets... usually i just turn around and cause a diversion so we can escape. i guess you must be special. "

" you realise it's ME that takes the bullet for YOU, not the other way around... right?! "

" hey, hey! take it easy... it's okay... you're safe, alright? it's just me... you had a nightmare, but it's okay. i got you. we're safe now, nobody's gonna find us tonight... "

to the bodyguard.

" so... did you always know you wanted to be a bodyguard? "

" this is your job? you get paid to risk your life to protect mine? "

" i don't need a babysitter! certainly not an armed one! "

" i'm sorry for dragging you into this... you could still go. they haven't seen you, they don't know you were helping me. i don't want you getting killed for trying to help me. "

" yeah... that kiss wasn't to protect our identities... "

" who are these people, and why the hell are they chasing me?! "

" no! i'm not going anywhere with you! not until you explain to me what the hell's going on! who are you?! who were those guys shooting at us?! WHY are they shooting at us?! "

" it... i guess it wasn't real before... but now? i mean... i/you just killed a man... "

" ...they're not gonna stop looking for me until i'm dead. are they? "

" i guess you wanna know why they want me dead, right? "

" you get that scar from helping other people like me? "

" i can't... i won't be the reason you get killed. i won't have it. you deserve a long and happy life, not one stuck in a motel room with me until one of us gets killed. "

" i'm sorry for losing it earlier... i'm just not okay with the idea of you putting your life on the line for me. "

" you... you're bleeding... shit, that was what i heard, wasn't it?! that was meant for me! you took a bullet for me?! "

" they'll never stop hunting for me! you know that! so go! just go! save your own ass, and go! "

" quit following me! nobody else is going to die because of me! "

" so... this is what a safehouse looks like. "

" i don't think a starbucks gift card and a thank you note can really repay you for protecting me for... well, for god knows how long. "

" ...how long's the longest you've been on the run with a person for? "

" you must have a family though, right? do they know about what you do? "

" woah... hey, now, take it easy, it's just me. i'm sorry, i forgot the knock... i wanted to grab you some breakfast from that IHOP across the way... "

" you must get so lonely on this job... "

" no, no... um... w-we could share the bed. right? i'm... i sleep easier when... when there's someone around. "

" wait, don't go! please? i... i don't want to be alone... "

[calligraphiics]

PLOTTING CALL !

please LIKE this post if you want me to DM you so we can brainstorm on plots between our characters. if you need a list of my muses, CLICK HERE. obviously, i should be able to contact you to plot >_>

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OPEN STARTER | JAMIE FRASER (OUTLANDER)

“they’re superficial wounds. only looks bad because of the blood. dun fuss over me, i’ll just wash ‘em real quick meself. and put out those bloody candles by the windows...”

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“you’re incredibly high.” bree to her da, jamie.

"yer just sayin' that cos me face is red. i think i'm feverish, not high. ask yer mum. tell her yer da is dying of fever and yer laughing at him!"

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OPEN STARTER | GUINEVERE (MERLIN)

“i don’t know that i believe in destiny. i think we are all in charge of our futures. to some extent. otherwise, we’re all just pawns in some else’s game. i’m rambling now, aren’t i?”

[vaultbb-blog]

Could you please reblog this if it is okay to ask you straight up if you want to ship?

[calligraphiics]

OPEN STARTER | MR DARCY (PRIDE AND PREJUDICE)

“i profoundly apologize for the intrusion. we shall not overstay our welcome.”

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OPEN STARTER | ARTHUR PENDRAGON (MERLIN)

“a coronation is actually a funeral, isn’t it? it’s difficult to be in any sort of celebratory mood.”

[silverduckie]

So, now that xKit Rewritten has a full release, I just wanted to remind everyone that if you roleplay switching over to it rather than staying on New xKit is probably not the best idea. Editable Reblogs are not a feature, and have been replaced with Collapsible Reblogs instead; which only hides parts of a reply for users using xKit Rewritten, rather than actually cutting the post. In turn, it won’t cut the post for anyone who isn’t using that specific fork of xKit.

Of course, everyone can do whatever they want, but considering it’s all over my personal dash right now I felt like I should mention it in the tags fast.

Edit: A lot of people have pointed out you can run both at once, so that may be useful to keep in mind! Thank you guys for making me aware! 💕💕

[silverduckie]

So, I just got back online, and I was made aware that you can run both forks of xKit together and that trimmable reblogs are in the works to be added as an extension at some point. Thank you to everyone who let me know in the notes and/ or reached out! Figured I’d reblog with this update as well!

[calligraphiics]

“oh, that is low quality whiskey.” claire to jamie.

"aye. but liquor is liquor. it'll take the edge off, sassenach. lord knows we can use it."

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OPEN STARTER | JOKER (MASS EFFECT)

“Yeah, I’m a loyal guy, but I don’t follow stupid just ‘cuz its got a fancy badge on or a rank. I know I fly like a well-programed AI, but I’m a sentient human being.

Most times.”

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timeshackled​:

          she  had  no  idea  how  she  was  going  to  do  it  yet,  but  what  had  kept  her  going  this whole  time  was her  husband  FRANK.  but  one  of  the  people  that  made  being  prisoner  not  so  horrible  was  the  red-head  scotsman  that  seemed  to  always  go  wherever DOUGAL  seemed  to  go.  a  great  soldier,  good  company,  she  did  not  know.  he  though  seemed  to  give  her  good  company  when  they  had  their  small  chats.  he  made  her  feel  that  she  wasn’t  some  horrible  english  woman,  normal  even.

          it  was  not  long  though  that  she  was  scolded  by  the  laird’s  brother,  as  now  she  gave  most  of  the  men  the  silent  treatment.  she  had  been  invited  by  some  of  the  village’s  women  to  drink  and  do  smaller  chores,  only  to  just  get  away  from  the  reality  of  her  situation.  it  was  very  hard  not  to  speak  up,  but  this  was  the  rare  time  she  needed  to  stay  quiet.  CLAIRE  was  hopeful  she  could  try  to  run  away  soon  while  they  all  slept.  she  had  been  keeping  a  mental  map  along  with  small  ‘bread  crumbs’  she  left  behind  that  so  far  none  of  them  seemed  to  detect. 

         the  woman  looked  at  JAMIE  with  all  the  fierce  feelings  that  she  felt  from  having  been  reminded  she  is  a  prisoner.  he  though  didn’t  deserve  her  anger,  but  her  expression  remained  as  she  responded  in  a  low  tone.

         “  i,  will  ride  with  you.  thank  you…  “

"aye," he acknowledged, nodding his head towards the large, brown horse being tended to over by stalls. a slight sweep of his arm, far too polite given the current company, motioned for her to go and he'd follow. his had raised a gentleman, after all. even in the mud and muck of dougal's trips.

"now then, sassenach, i'll help ye up," jamie said once they reached the horse, bending down and putting his two large hands forward to act as a step for her. he glanced up her, a slightly mischievous smirk on his face. it was the sort of nonsensical thing he'd do for his sister, who would promptly shove his face away and struggle up on her own.

[calligraphiics]

Literally another kidney stone a month later. I wish I could cackle sarcastically over how stupid this is, but it hurts cus I suck at timing out pain meds.

Another apology on behalf of my fucked up kidneys D:

SIGH.

[calligraphiics]

So sorry for poofing like that! I'm back and ready to pick up threads and plots. FYI, I'm no longer looking for Discord rp partners. I'll update my rules to reflect that.

More rambling under cut. TW for pain and pain management/drugs.

My dog had a medical emergency and as soon as that was resolved (she's ok, just old and dealing with old dog stuff), I ended up having to deal with a kidney stone almost a year from the last time I had one. So now I officially have a urologist cus I'm a young woman who has already had 3 stones and more sneakily chilling in my kidneys, biding their time.

Probably TMI, but it was painful and all I got this go around was ibuprofen. Which was barely sufficient. Tramadol is just tictacs disguised as a painkiller, right? I mean, once they saw the giant stone in my kidney, and my history of kidney stones, and had a tube of my blood at their disposal for testing, it's easy enough to recognize I'm not an addict feigning injury for drugs.

The over-correction of just withholding opioids and letting people suffer in pain isn't it. Hell, give people a week's worth and make them come back to the doctor's for a refill if you wanna be extra careful and monitor patients for addiction, but full on denying people relief from pain is borderline cruel. Can't even imagine how people in chronic pain are managing.

[henricavyll]

You need not be scared of me, nor anyone else here as long as I’m with ye .