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Who would my muse rather kiss: Send two names
[all] quirks my muse habitually has.
Writers, bold all of your character’s regular truths.
1. Smoking: the action or habit of inhaling and exhaling the smoke of tobacco or a drug. 2. Binge drinking: the consumption of an excessive amount of alcohol in a short period of time. 3. Drug abuse: the habitual taking of illegal drugs. 4. Nail biting: a common body language sign of anxiety/tension. 5. Lip biting: a common body language sign of anxiety/tension. 6. Night Owl: a person who is habitually active or wakeful at night. 7. Early bird: a person who rises, arrives, or acts before the usual or expected time. 8. Negative attitudes: a philosophy of approaching life with criticism and pessimism. 9. Positive attitudes: a philosophy of approaching life with optimism and confidence. 10. Swearing: the use of offensive language. 11. Superstitious: an irrational belief that an object, action, or circumstance not logically related to a course of events influences its outcome. 12. Inspecting fingernails: a common body language sign of boredom. 13. Scratching your neck: a common body language sign of uncertainty. 14. Foot and finger tapping: a common body language sign of stress/impatience. 15. Nose touch: a subtle body language sign of deceit. 16. Flipping hair: a common body language sign of craving attention. 17. Twirling hair: a common body language sign of flirtation. 18. Cracking knuckles: a common body language sign of readiness. 19. Hands behind back: a common body language sign of confidence. 20. Finger pointing: a common body language sign of authority. 21. Hands on hips: a common body language sign of readiness. 22: Hands in pockets: a common body language sign of mistrust/reluctance. 23. Frequent touch: a common body language sign of warmth/familiarity. 24. Throat-clearing: a common body language sign of rejection/doubt. 25: Jaw-clenching: a common body language sign of hostility. 26: Eye-rolling: a common body language sign of irritation. 27: Head-tilt: a common body language sign of interest. 28. Whistling: to emit high-pitched sound by forcing breath through a small hole between one’s lips or teeth; usually to a tune. 29. Humming: make a low, steady continuous sound like that of a bee; usually to a tune. 30. Perfectionism: refusal to accept any standard short of perfection. 31. Photographic memory: the ability to remember information or visual images in great detail. 32. Paranoia: a mental condition characterized by delusions of persecution, unwarranted jealousy, or exaggerated self-importance, typically worked into an organized system. 33. Exaggeration: a statement that represents something as better or worse than it really is. 34: Intuitive: using or based on what one feels to be true even without conscious reasoning; instinctive. 35: Quick-witted: showing or characterized by an ability to think or respond quickly and effectively. 36: Interrupting: breaking the continuity of a conversation with one’s own statements. 37: Doodling: to scribble or make rough drawings, absent-mindedly. 38: Irritable: having or showing a tendency to be easily annoyed. 39: Gambling: to play games of chance for money; bet. 40: Travel-sick: suffering from nausea caused by the motion of a moving vehicle, boat, or aircraft. 41: Sensitive: having or displaying a quick and delicate appreciation of others’ feelings. 42: Melancholy: a feeling of pensive sadness, typically with no obvious cause. 43: Chewing gum: the exercise of chewing flavoured gum which is not intended for swallowing. 44: Fidgeting: to make small movements, especially of the hands and feet, through nervousness or impatience. 45: Skeptical: not easily convinced; having doubts or reservations. 46: Neat-freak: compulsively obsessed with cleanliness. 47: Gossiping: divulging personal information about others. 48: Prim: feeling or showing disapproval of anything regarded as improper; stiffly correct. 49: Abbreviating: Giving others nicknames/shortening names/giving pet names. 50: Having a catchphrase: having a sentence or phrase typically associated with a specific person.
meme | all part of the plan
The rancher decidedly ignored Leon’s teasing jabs, pivoting to face him fully. “…If you wanted to spend more time with me, all you had to do was ask,” Angela quipped lightly, walking past the man to hide the faint blush suddenly rising in her cheeks at her own words. She hadn’t mean to say that…not really…but still her lips curled up absently in amusement.
Perhaps the building wasn’t really haunted…but it could still be fun to explore. “I wonder if there’re any secret passageways or rooms,” the brunette mused aloud, her eyes lighting up with excitement as she gazed around the front hall. “…Maybe we could stay for just a bit…I mean, if you don’t mind…” She glanced back at the other almost hopefully. Now……she really wanted to go adventuring.
At the brunette’s reply, Leon’s brow quirked. She was usually flustered or guarded to some extent, and he couldn’t help but notice the change in her tone. Subtle, sure, but a change nonetheless.
❝ Oh? And here I was, under the impression that you were putting up with me for the sake of politeness. ❞ He picked up his pace to match hers, trying to glimpse her expression, while purposely avoiding the implications of what she’d said.
Sea-green eyes roamed around the dark walls at the mention of “secret passageways”. It was definitely tempting, given the fact he rarely wandered too far from Selphia. There was always a certain charm to abandoned places. He doubted there was any real danger here, anyway.
❝ I can’t think of any reason to say ‘no’.❞
meme | all part of the plan
acres-of-angie:
Angela quirked a brow at the man. He certainly was enjoying himself, wasn’t he? “…Well, I guess that’s not surprising,” the brunette remarked, a small smile curling her lips despite the mock exasperation in her tone. “I’ll admit, I was kinda hopin’ this place was actually haunted or somethin’. That’d be cool, don’tcha think?”
The rancher wasn’t sure if she believed in all that paranormal stuff. She loved watching it in movies and reading it in books…but she didn’t know if it could be real or not. However…as the looked at Leon, a thought occurred to her: Monsters were real…weren’t ghosts monsters, too, in a sense?
“Well, whatever. Let’s get outta here, then,” Angela suggested flippantly, moving to the door. “I’m gettin’ kinda hungry.” She reached for the doorknob, giving it a twist…but it wouldn’t budge. Immediately, she turned back to the other, shooting him a sarcastic look. “…Really? Haven’t you had enough fun for one day? Geez.”
The prank had played out beautifully. The building wasn’t actually haunted, of course, but Leon had wanted to see Angela’s fears in action after hearing her speak about them the other day. This was just his way of testing the waters for the next ploy.
❝ Are you sure? Your last run-in with monsters didn’t end so well, ❞ he points out with a mocking smile. She’d been scared by a pack of mere woolies that day in Selphia Plains, and he wasn’t planning to shut up about that anytime soon. ❝ ...After you, then, ❞ he announces, trailing close behind.
Uncertainly flickers across his features when she tries the knob. A jarred door, clever as it was, hadn’t been part of his ruse. Even more surprising is the newly-found snark to her voice. But there’s no way he’ll let the brunette catch on to that; he might as well go along with it. Pivoting on his heel, Leon folds his arms across his chest and strides down the hall.
❝ I’ve hardly seen you in a while. I’ve still some fun to catch up on. ❞ The confidence in his voice is slightly more strained. ❝ Let’s try another one, shall we...? ❞
Everything interests me, but nothing holds me.
Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet (via liebeztod)
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Pros:
he’d have a strong urge to protect Mary at all costs
but also tease her mercilessly – those two would always be conflicting with each other
Leon’s bold/confident and Mary’s quiet/shy – that would make for lots of entertaining scenarios tbh
Cons:
would Mary really be able to handle Leon
he takes a prank too far and there’s guilt on his end bc she’d be genuinely hurt
they’re quite different so it would take more time for them to work things out
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Pros:
they both know how to loosen up and have a good time and thats never a bad thing
he’d make a much better dance partner than Dylas he could appreciate her dance/other aspects of her culture and vice versa
they would flirt a lot therefore making everyone within vicinity uncomfortable (he always ends up biting off more than he can chew though)
Cons:
Dylas
theyre not afraid to strut their stuff people around them would feel pretty self-conscious
there could be trust issues on either end
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Pros:
they would probably have the wildest date ideas
hed be willing to help her with requests so he doesnt look like a freeloader or smth
they have a huge height diff thats p damn cute except hed never shut up about it
Cons:
it’d be difficult for him to adjust to her lifestyle (”u mean i have to put on a shirt everywhere i go??”)
he would be an absolute nightmare at family dinners
“im still gonna call you ‘notsofia’ tho”
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Pros:
basically all the good stuff of friendship + cute everytime she’d try to touch his ears he’d retaliate with his tickling and that always ends well
hed casually whip out this poem for her + they swap all these things to read what nerds
theyd be okay with just about anything from staying indoors or going like on a walk thru the woods in the middle of the night (except he always shows up without warning)
Cons:
he can frustrate her with his never-ending tricks
it would take an eternity for either of them to get out of the friendzone tbh
his shady side would rub off on her “lets go mess with someone” but theres also the chance her kindness would rub off on him
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Pros:
he likes the challenge of teasing her + she can counter it
shed tell him all her travel stories and hed talk about history for like hours. eventually hed want to travel w her bc hes never been out of selphia so basically A Whole New World.mp3
He’d offer to teach her the ancient language and eventually that’d be their secret code to send letters to each other
Cons:
“im the greatest treasure youve ever found” every single fucking day
he’d seductively offer to give her a massage after she comes back from treasure hunting but in the middle he’d just stop all red-faced bc hes fucking weak
she is too hard to prank gdi he gotta try extra hard
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Kiss me, quick!
He has never been one for recognizing boundaries, but even so, this seems like it’ll be a challenge. Of course, he won’t back down – to do so would be a waste of a golden opportunity. But there’s no saying in what will happen in the following moments… will she take his actions seriously?
❝ This might not be such a good idea. One thing does tend to lead to the other… ❞ he says, his voice feigning innocence as he leans in close, ❝ … unless of course, you want that. Then I’ll be glad to comply. ❞ He smirks, purposely waving his fan close to his face – because gods forbid she notices the flush to his cheeks.
24. Spine
The rancher stared blankly at Leon, still processing their current situation; slowly but surely, a flush lit up brightly in the girl’s cheeks, brows furrowing in disbelief. Then the man leaned in, only those striking beryl hues visible above his fan.
Angela took an involuntary step back, eyes growing wide as realization sank it. The brunette’s mouth flapped open, lips trembling as if she were about to speak…but each time, the words were snatched away from her, and only astonished, stuttering creaks escaped her throat. Then, finally, after several painfully long moments, the rancher took a long, shaky breath and ripped her gaze away, jaws clicking together as she swallowed against the dryness in her mouth.
“…D-don’t be ridiculous. W-why would I-I…” The brunette’s refusal faltered, her abashment making it difficult to form coherent thoughts. Of course…surely he was teasing her, but the fact remained that this was simply too much. She couldn’t deal with such situations. The words seemed to trip over her teeth as she blinked, continuing on, “…I-I’m sure you find this highly amusing…so enjoy your laugh, and of c-course, I must politely decline.”
Angela had never even held someone’s hand in any kind of romantic sense…how would she be expected to handle something as intimate as…? And even so, she was a stickler for tradition! Certainly he didn’t…but if he really wanted to kiss her, there were many things that would have to precede it…! Wait, why was she even worrying about it? What……?
Watching the red bloom across the young woman’s face, he did indeed laugh. Well, this was Angela – she wouldn’t be half so entertaining if it weren’t for her bashful personality. She’d obviously taken his words seriously … and while his motives might be questionable, he had no actual intent of taking it further than a simple challenge.
❝ Fair enough. Now that I think of it, only a shrewd, lustful beast would do such a thing so soon… and I’m far from it, wouldn’t you agree? ❞
Truth to be told, the man felt a wave of relief at her refusal. Though it may have seemed otherwise, physical contact was a form of dynamite for him… he knew that should they have chosen to go through with it, there would be an awkward slip-up somewhere. After all, it’d only been – what – thousands of years since he’d initiated anything of this nature. There would surely be some harm done to his beautiful self-image … more than he’d care to admit. And that was far too risky.
Drop the Fish!
Thirty seconds!? Pia flailed in an attempt to move faster, accidentally hitting a friendly seabass along the way. “Ah! I’m sorry, Mr. Bass! Are you alright?”
As Pia paused to help the creature, which was already swimming away without a care, her eyes caught another squid, not but a few yards away. Immediately, she toppled over the fish, scrambling to catch up. She could definitely swim faster than it, and as she swam into deeper waters, she realized she had lost count of the squid she had caught.
“Hi-yaaah!” Pia was a little too caught up on the squid to realize she was headed straight for rocky waters. And before she knew it, the squid had darted away, inky blackness blinding her and she headed straight into the rocks, slamming hard against them with her shoulder.
“Oh nooo… rocks… you’re in the way..!” Pia frowned, rubbing her shoulder, which was starting to take on a light blue tint from the impact. The small pain in her shoulder was nothing in comparison to next event, however. As she turned to escape the ink, the rocks slid down the slope, reacting from her impact and collapsing against her tail, causing a high pitched shriek of surprise to emit from the mermaid’s lips. Pia winced in pain, the wrinkles only deepening in her failed attempts to shimmy out of the entrapment.
The man awaited the bubbly mermaid on the sand. He was absolutely convinced she wouldn’t be able to match his record, but it was well worth watching her try. He rarely met someone as amusing as her ... or confusing. As the countdown neared its end, he noticed that she was still in deep waters.
All of a sudden, a shriek pierced the air, at once causing his ears to lift up in alarm. Immediately getting to his feet and scanning the lake, he saw no sign of Pia.
❝ Gods be damned. ❞ The curse was muttered quickly as he realized the situation before him. That was definitely no shriek of joy. The former Guardian wasn’t easily shaken, but this was no doubt a cause for alarm.
He couldn't waste any more time hesitating -- he had to go after the pink-haired girl. The man wasn’t ashamed to bare skin; what did faze him, however, was the water. Leon was much like a cat in that regard -- wet fur? Absolutely unacceptable. But sacrifices had to be made sometimes.
Taking off what he could -- well, within reason -- he dove into the lake. He swam towards the general direction of her voice, soon gasping for breath with the effort. He was nearly at the middle of the lake and no sign of her.
❝ Pia--! ❞
The confidence Leon wears serves only to add further annoyance for her. Her lips press together a bit at his smirk and she readjusts her visor, her eyes turned away from the man. “Unless I’m called upon for something of utmost importance, I don’t have a reason to take a break. I don’t really need one anyway,” she responds. Sure, she patrolled around the town a few times already, but she was enjoying the run and didn’t want to stop. Of course, she wasn’t going to admit that.
The woman catches Leon’s eyes with hers for a quick second before turning around to face away from him. “If you are here to tease me, you’d best go to someone else. I won’t be falling for anything this time,” she tells him in a stern voice.
The smoldering look would’ve probably sent a chill down any other person’s spine -- but he’s far from being intimidated by the woman. In fact, he enjoys a challenge. He favors Forte as a target for this reason. All he has to do is try a different approach, and he’ll have victory.
❝ The most I’ve ever done was a few harmless pranks -- but that’s besides the point. Right now, I have no ill intentions. In fact, I only want something simple from you ... a request, if you may. Hear me out? ❞
After Hours || Closed rp
Dylas just rolled his eyes,” Tsk, whatever..” He wasn’t going to admit that he did want to form a closer bond to the fellow guardian, he’d just find more of a reason to pick on him,” Its nothing..”
Sipping his glass, he was starting to feel a tad hazy from the wine, never really thinking that he’d be drinking, especially not with Leon of all people. But at least it was better than sharing drinks with Doug. His eyes studied the bottle though before he placed it down, sipping his drink again with a bit more gusto,” Hey…Leon..” He spoke up, turning his head to look over at him,” You..ever think about the past? Y’know..before you became a Guardian?”
Leon, of course, wasn’t convinced -- but he knew that pushing Dylas too far could lead to an unwanted scuffle, so it was better to leave it. He took his drink in hand once more, taking more than just a sip. The stuff was good, but it was probably the strongest he’d ever had -- that or his tolerance was shamefully low.
The sudden change of topic made the fox-eared man’s gaze change to one of wariness. Setting his drink down, he flicked a piece of lint off his gloves in a distracted manner. He was taking a few moments more than the usual to respond -- and not only because of the haziness that was settling in his mind.
❝ I’m afraid that’s an answer I can only give to a level four friend.❞ His smirk this time was not as convincing.
Kiss me, quick! [[ for G IV E ME
❝ Hmm. This is a fairly romantic gesture. Will you help me play the part? Give me your best sultry look! ❞
He grasps her hand, bringing it close to him. From what he’s seen of the treasure hunter, she has a composure that’s hard to break. Of course, that won’t stop him from making the attempt.
He shows no hesitation as he drags his lips across Lily’s fingertips, keeping his gaze locked onto the raven-haired woman. He hopes that he’ll receive at least some form of reaction from her... or else this will be an embarrassment.
❝ How was that? Was it anything like your ‘movies’? ❞
25. Fingertips
Kiss me, quick!
He has never been one for recognizing boundaries, but even so, this seems like it’ll be a challenge. Of course, he won’t back down – to do so would be a waste of a golden opportunity. But there’s no saying in what will happen in the following moments… will she take his actions seriously?
❝ This might not be such a good idea. One thing does tend to lead to the other… ❞ he says, his voice feigning innocence as he leans in close, ❝ … unless of course, you want that. Then I’ll be glad to comply. ❞ He smirks, purposely waving his fan close to his face – because gods forbid she notices the flush to his cheeks.
24. Spine