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Contemplating...
Doing a reorganization and…
Moving Rumple, Monet, and Cassandra to a new main blog and tossing them together as a multi-muse.
Can you do something for me, please?
I want you to reblog this if you believe that two people can be very close and physically affectionate with one another, but still have a completely nonsexual, non-romantic relationship.
Even if the two people in question are capable of being sexually or romantically attracted to one another.
Because the friendship I share with someone I consider family in a way that transcends blood has been typecast as a romantic relationship ENTIRELY too many times, and I’m beginning to get sick of it.
Non-sexual, non-romantic physical affection is a thing, people.
Yeah I’ve had like a million people think that my best friend and I are dating. Like no, mate, he’s just my best friend and excuse me if I walk through the hallways at school holding his hand because he’s having a bad day (anxiety wise) or if I have my arm around his waist because he’s super light headed and hasn’t eaten anything except for lifesavers mints (it happens more often than you might think lol).
☪ AND I DARKEN SENTENCE PROMPTS .
* TAKEN FROM THE BOOK ‘ AND I DARKEN ‘ , CHANGE PRONOUNS AS YOU WISH !
❝ I will cut out your tongue and swallow it. ❞
❝ You will most likely choke to death on your own blood, which will be unfortunate. ❞
❝ I will be both husband and wife and therefore not a widow to be pitied. ❞
❝ Her spine was steel. Her heart was armor. Her eyes were fire. ❞
❝ What will you let be taken away so that you, too, can have power? ❞
❝ Some victories are merely defeat wearing the wrong clothing! ❞
❝ Souls and thrones are irreconcilable. ❞
❝ I cannot afford to lose you, too.❞
❝ You cannot lose something you do not own. ❞
❝ They are less than the mud. ❞
❝ If anyone is going to kill you, it will be me. Understand? ❞
❝ The price of living seems to always be death. ❞
❝ I think of you like a sister. ❞
❝ We cannot always have what we want, no matter how much we want it… ❞
❝ I am the dragon. ❞
❝ You are the only real thing in my life. ❞
❝ Where are you idiots taking me? ❞
❝ I am going to start sleeping with a knife. ❞
❝ If you had had a knife, you would have killed me! ❞
❝ The sooner you stop fighting, the easier your life will be. ❞
❝ I will burn your city to the ground.. ❞
❝ You once told me some lives are worth more than others. ❞
❝ How many deaths before the scales tip out of our favors? ❞
❝ Your are so pretty. Like delicate butterfly beneath my boot. ❞
❝ You are so mad. Like a rabid hound that needs to be put down. ❞
❝ You look ridiculous. Armor suits you far more than silk. ❞
❝ Take me with you, and I will wear armor the whole time. ❞
❝ There are other ways to beat someone than with fists. ❞
❝ I must tell you that I do not care in the slightest about your petty jealousies. ❞
❝ I cannot be around you for fear you will finally see what is written across my heart. ❞
❝ You love him like a flower loves the sun. ❞
❝ Nothing holds me here. ❞
❝ It was a lonely, cold thing to live without expectations. ❞
❝ You would not let anyone else kill me. ❞
❝ That honor is mine, and mine alone. ❞
❝ A dragon burned everything around herself until it was purified in ash. ❞
❝ How can you speak of them like they are matters of simple mathematics, a problem to be solved? ❞
❝ Those same fists had always defied everything expected of her. ❞
❝ You think I am worthless? ❞
❝ I can do things you could never dream of. ❞
❝ Women who go into the harem do not come out. It is a permanent position. ❞
❝ I am not going in as a woman. I am going in as an assassin. ❞
❝ Do not thank me. All I did was teach them to fear me. ❞
❝ Next time you hit first, you hit harder, you make certain that your name means fear and pain. ❞
❝ I will not be here to save you again. ❞
❝ You are precious to me. ❞
❝ What is so wrong with wanting to take care of you? ❞
❝ If I needed or wanted to be taken care of, I would be no better than the women in here! ❞
❝ You and your brother are the only people who truly know me. ❞
❝ It belongs to me, and I belong to it. ❞
❝ People respond to kindness. ❞
❝ They trust a smile more than a promise that you will leave them choking on their own blood. ❞
❝ It felt like fighting. It felt like falling. It felt like dying. ❞
❝ Belief is not weakness. Faith is the greatest strength we can have. ❞
❝ I still have bruises from the last time. ❞
❝ A true conversion is always only between a man and God. ❞
❝ There is no such thing as cheating. There is only winning or losing. ❞
❝ Weakness is an irresistible lure. ❞
❝ Quit screaming or I will let her eat your supper, too. ❞
❝ And you would be unmarriageable? ❞
❝ Have you been gone? I had not noticed. ❞
❝ I luxuriated in the blessed quiet that you left in your wake. ❞
❝ You cried yourself to sleep every day. ❞
❝ Carve out a life for yourself however you can. No one will do it for you. ❞
❝ Why do you have to destroy everything good we have here? ❞
❝ The stars were static, still and cold in the night, all the fire gone from the sky. ❞
❝ Love was a weakness, a trap. ❞
❝ What would you sacrifice for power? ❞
❝ I stopped knowing what to fight against. ❞
❝ What exactly does a friend do? ❞
❝ Yes, but my promise is more sincere than your smiles. ❞
❝ I have never been so delighted as I was today. ❞
❝ What stones laid in childhood become the foundation legacies are built on? ❞
❝ If you are too weak to stand being hit and too stupid to avoid it, then you deserve more pain. ❞
* a long way gone starters
a long way gone is a novel by ishmael beah.
‘ none of what happened was your fault. ’
‘ i don’t have much, but i will give you a place to sleep, food, and my love. ’
‘ come with me to the kitchen for some food. ’
‘ do you want to lie down? ’
‘ this is going to hurt. ’
‘ you are my son. ’
‘ how did you get these scars? ’
‘ you can go if you want to, but i suggest that you stay in bed tonight. ’
‘ come back tomorrow so that i can change the bandage. ’
‘ thank you for coming to see me. ’
‘ would you like to tell me about it? ’
‘ you look hungry. ’
‘ i’ll bring you some food, and please, take your time. ’
‘ how do you like being here? ’
‘ i was never disappointed, since i always expected the worst to happen. ’
‘ you were just a little boy, and anytime you want to tell me anything, i am here to listen. ’
‘ like i said, we cannot go back. but we can start from here. ’
‘ i’d wake up sweating and throwing punches in the air. ’
‘ so i couldn’t bring myself to be completely happy. ’
‘ you’ll get through this. ’
‘ you are lucky. ’
‘ how long have i been here? ’
‘ you have a great smile, you should smile more. ’
‘ i had this dream last night. ’
‘ in the sky there are always answers and explanations for everything: every pain, every suffering, joy, and confusion. ’
‘ i was worried about living with a family. ’
‘ are you sure you want to be friends with me? ’
‘ i had learned to survive and take care of myself. ’
‘ if you are alive, there is hope for a better day and something good to happen. ’
‘ people don’t trust each other anymore. ’
‘ they have lost everything that makes them human. ’
‘ i know, i know. ’
Why Aren't We Roleplaying?
Send me a symbol to say why we aren’t making sweet threads together!
● - You seem so busy …
○ - I ship our characters but I’m a little embarrassed about it
□ - I don’t have any thread ideas
■ - I have some ideas, but I’m scared you won’t like them
▲ - I’m not sure how our muses would meet
▼ - I don’t know if you like my muse
▶- I think you don’t like me …
◀- Let’s do an AU!
◆ - I’m really shy so please don’t hurt me …
♧ - I’m like? So lazy? And haven’t like? Replied in like? Forever?
◇ - Other/idk just wanted to say hi
reblog this if you are a canon divergent portrayal out of pure fucking saltiness towards the canon
Place to Call Home
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D'rorah didn’t buy Damian’s claim about having things to do for even a moment. Of course he always had things he could do, but right now what he really wanted was to sit and watch a movie, even if he would never admit it. Fortunately, Alfred was there with enticements before D'rorah had a chance to say anything on the matter.
“You could come watch too,” she said to Alfred as he swooped in to clear their dishes away. One day, if she was persistent, she hoped she might get them all to sit down together, even if it was only for the ninety or so minutes of an animated feature. Tonight probably wouldn’t be that night, but persistence had to start somewhere, right?
Between being given the night off by Bruce and Alfred offering him his favorite cookies, Damian seemed to be leaning in the direction of staying around–though he certainly had no intention of looking like he was very happy about it. He did at least start with a please when asking Alfred about the possiblity of a glass of milk.
“I am fine, but thank you,” D'rorah said when Alfred asked whether there was anything else she needed from the kitchen.
“You could come join us too,” D'rorah called down the hall after Bruce. She heard a momentary pause in the hallway, as though he were at least considering it. But a moment later, she heard steps continuing on. That, she assumed, was the closest he would give to an answer. Well, at least he had considered it.
Whelan rolled over onto his side and sprawled with his legs in the air, inviting belly rubs from anyone willing to offer them. "There you go,“ D'rorah whispered as she leaned forward to give him a few pats. Whelan had the right idea.
Little time passed before Alfred returned with milk for Damian, and Cassandra. He also brought a fresh cup of tea for D'rorah despite her saying she was fine, and paused for a moment looking at the TV as though actually considering staying to watch. However the comlink in his ear buzzed with Bruce needing one thing or another, and he frowned for a moment before quickly heading off. A butlers work was never finished.
Both Cassandra and Damian lasted for the first half of the movie. Cookie crumbs finding their way onto the table, but somehow both were neat enough not to let any land on the sofa itself. Milk was drank and enjoyed. Whelan of course being a good dog got pats, and belly rubs from everyone. Up to and including Damian.
Neither ever got enough sleep however, and they both had issues with relaxing. So when Cassandra and Damian found themselves warm, full, relaxed, and with an oddly enjoyable movie on... they both passed out ending up scooting around in their sleep, and actually forming a little cuddle pile with Whelan in the middle.
Alfred with that particular magic only he had showed up at just the right moment with a smile, and a nod of approval to lay a blanket over both sleeping kids. A soft whisper was offered to D'rorah. “A bit of sleep will do them both good. Best not to move them. They'd likely wake.” For once Cassandra and Damian would find themselves asleep at a decent time and by their respective standards in a quite comfortable position. As the blanket was laid down over Cassandra she shifted a bit eyes opening just a touch as she licked at her lips before sighing and relaxing back down returning to sleep perfectly willing to stay as she was for a good few hours of sleep. It seemed... she'd found a home.
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the last 10 seconds of this gif are the goddess’s most perfect creation
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My home will be a home with no loud anger, no explosive rage, no slamming doors or breaking glass, no name calling, shaming or blackmail. My home will be gentle, it will be warm. It will keep my loved ones safe. No fear, no hurt and no worries. I may come from a broken and twisted place but I will build something whole and safe. I’ll sing in the shower again, cook with a smile and dance in all the rooms. I will heal.
Suggest two people for my muse to have a threesome with and they will respond with yes or no.
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