YOU ARE THE REASON
Mike Driver
Not today Justin
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Peter Solarz
we're not kids anymore.
Today's Document
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if i look back, i am lost
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Keni
Sweet Seals For You, Always
One Nice Bug Per Day
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Acquired Stardust
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Aqua Utopia｜海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
Monterey Bay Aquarium
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Am I safe here?
Okay in response to my rant this morning I have semi put my money where my mouth is
::// Eden would deliver gifts at Christmas to people with none - probably while dressed as a ghost.
Non-Verbal Venting Starters
Send me a number to find my muse trying to vent some emotions on their own. Send Reverse + a Number to have my muse find yours in such a state:
Angrily sparring alone.
Frustratingly attempting to read.
Pacing back and forth.
Going for an incredibly late night walk.
Failing at being productive.
Tossing an object at a wall repeatedly.
Sitting alone, head down on a desk.
Attempting the same task over and over to no avail.
Scribbling furiously on a piece of paper.
Tapping against a table.
Ignoring the problems with a scowl on their face.
Exercising with intensity.
Hitting an inanimate object over and over.
Trying not to cry.
Working on an assignment for the last few hours without a break.
Looking like they need someone to listen.
Yelling into the sky thinking no one is around.
Staring at their phone, hovering over an unsent message.
Listening to music in a quiet space.
Finding them in a secluded, out of the way place.
Lagomorpha
Send Me a Symbol for a Starter
Or send “Starter please!” and I’ll use a generator to decide.
# and a number - Inspired a random sentence on that page in the book I’m currently reading and/or a book sitting nearby (If using the generator, I’ll flip to a random page.)
♬ - Inspired by the first song that comes up on my MP3 player after putting it on shuffle.
✉ - Based around the last text I sent/received.
۩ - Inspired by the last place I went.
$ - Inspired by the last thing I spent money on.
✧ - Inspired by the last picture I took.
✍ - Inspired by the last piece of art I made.
◎ - Inspired by the plot of the last movie I watched.
▢ - Inspired by the plot of the last TV show I watched.
☄ - Inspired by the plot of the last computer/console game I played.
★ - Based off a post on my wishlist.
city boys 🐈⬛🐈
oh kenma~
❣️ SOFT INTERACTIONS !
send one of these in to see my muse’s reaction ( add “ +reverse” for my muse to do the action to yours ) .
[ crawl ] for your muse to crawl into bed with mine .
[ flower ] for your muse to offer my muse their favourite flower .
[ slow dance ] for your muse to ask my muse to slow dance .
[ gift ] for your muse to surprise my muse with a gift ( & bonus if you add what the fit is ) .
[ homemade gift ] for your muse to make my muse a gift ( & bonus if you add what the fit is ) .
[ serenade ] for your muse to sing to my muse .
[ embrace ] for your muse to pull my muse into a tight embrace .
[ caress ] for your muse to gently run their hand down my muse’s face .
[ caught ] for your muse to catch my muse wearing their shirt .
[ love letter ] for your muse to give my muse a love letter they wrote for them
[ boop ] for your muse to boop my muse on the nose .
[ date? ] for your muse to ask my muse to go on a date .
[ confess ] for your muse to confess their feelings to my muse .
[ sleepy ] for your muse to slowly fall alseep on my muse’s lap .
SEND A SYMBOL FOR…
Our muses to be caught in one of these situational tropes! (These work well for ships, but could be used for all kinds of characters.
❄ Our muses huddle together to stay warm. ☽ Our muses having no choice but to share a bed. ✚ My muse carries yours due to an injury. ☂ Our muses get caught in the rain together. ☃ My muse gives yours their jacket in the cold. ♡ Our muses almost kiss, but are interrupted. ☹ My muse is jealous over someone else showing interest in yours. ✦ My muse bandages yours due to an injury. ✗ My muse confesses their love to yours as they die in their arms. ✓ Our muses share a hug after being separated for a long time. △ My muse shows up outside your muse’s door after being presumed dead. ❖ My muse accidentally falls asleep against yours. ⁕ Our muses hold hands for the first time. ⎔ Our muses say goodbye to each other for the last time. ⚑ Our muses are mistaken to be a couple by someone else. ♧ Our muses see each other in formal wear for the first time. ⚠ My muse sacrifices themselves for yours. ⎈ My character pins yours to the ground while fighting/sparring.
*eyes snap open at 3:47am* i’m unlovable
daedaluscried:
“ My.. My… you know your stuff. Are you a soldier sent here to kill us? At least let me have a good night sleep before you do, ” As if they weren’t the ones currently in power. Laughing quietly, Alric put a mental note down that this was an educated man - which could be helpful to them but more likely hurtful.
“ This time? What a fascinating response… ” Alric leaned back in his seat a bit, enjoying the little word play this one was capable of.
“ And who were you before? ” He didn’t repeat the name. It might cross the line into blasphemy. And so, he waited.
“He would like that,” Eden admitted, sightless eyes pointed down in the direction of his feet. It was true; even here, where it was so hard to hear the Archangel, he could still feel the flicker of righteous fury like a fire at his back as he spoke those words even in a freezing cold place like this. The deepest bit of Hell was cold, after all.
But what help would he truly have in here? And to what end? Eden supposed that it would just lead to a lot of pain and suffering. “But it hurts. I won’t, unless he makes me, pushes me out.”
“Just a person. They didn’t see me, nobody did.” Why lie? Parsing the lot of it was up to him, though. “A whole cycle, a year of dirt under your fingernails.”
thcbcastbclow:
“I am a woman of facts over theories, mister,” answered the black scientist, examining the body with a minucious eye. Her job demanded her to see horrid sightings every day, and even though that unusual one had made her shiver when she first saw (or rather, didn’t saw) the wizard’s face, now in front of the mage her expression was somewhat cold and calculist, as if that was just another day at work. Her gloved hands touched the deceased body carefully, almost kindly, tilting it’s head and it’s hands slightly to better observe the lack of skin and members.
“I believe evidence is crucial before trying to jump to conclusions -” she turned to him as she spoke, raising a disapproving brow and prolonging her eye contact when she saw the litten cigarette; her voice gentle, yet reprimanding “ - and I’d like to make sure Aurelius did not blow his face off while trying to light up a smoke. So if you’d be so kind to stop dropping embers over my patient. We try to find traces, not make them here.”
She turns for a moment to look for empty flasks and instruments that could help her collect small samples of the missing surfaces. Those would be helpful to compare to any clues found at the crime scene when they were looking through the files later. “Though from what I could observe - ” she sighed, grabbing a pair of tweezers, “The injuries seem to come from a similar source.”
“I’m sorry if that may sound obvious to you, but what did he do to deserve such fame? I’m afraid the gossip doesn’t run as fast when you work down here.”
“Figure of speech,” he reassured, stifling the barest hint of a chuckle behind a cough. Theories only went so far when you needed evidence to solve cases, to put dangerous people away. And when you tracked wizards with infractions or expired credentials, everyone you met was potentially dangerous. Alistair was cavalier and lackadaisical about many things, but the safety of the general populace was not one of them. If there was a rogue magic user out killing others that worked in support of the people, he wanted to know everything he could prior to tracking him down.
The mage hunter’s eyebrows arched at her question, though his expression remained more or less good-natured. “Crane?” He released the smoke from his lungs, careful not to breathe in her direction or in the direction of the corpse, dispelling the ashes in question with a brief roll of the eyes and a wave of a hand. “He was a conjurer, a powerful one. A teleportation specialist primarily - he built the teleportation circles for the Empire. But, he’s been known to dabble. I’m sure he stepped on a few people to get where he got.”
Alistair turned then and walked a pace or two away, choosing to keep the cigarette over getting a third look at the corpse. He frowned down at his feet a moment, mulling over what she’d said so far. “It makes sense, one source - magic, surely. Any hint of a signature left behind?” Another long drag. “And why the roof? What was he doing up there?”
::// I know I'm supposed to be doing replies but did anyone else watch Petrosyan get his jaw obliterated on ONE: First Strike? 👀
#superbon banchamek superiority
@circumstanceworn Thanks! C: I am super faded right now, but I still think the pastels look decent.
