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[justanotherrpmeme]

bold which habits your muse has

[zairaseung-blog]

justanotherrpmeme:

nail biting | throat clearing | lying | interrupting | chewing the ends of pens | smoking | swearing | knuckle cracking | thumb sucking | muttering under their breath | talking to themselves | nose picking | BINGE DRINKING | oversleeping | snacking between meals | skipping meals | picking at skin | impulse buying | talking with their mouth full | humming/singing to themselves | chewing gum | leg jiggling | foot tapping | hair twirling | whistling | eye rolling | licking lips | sniffing | squinting | rubbing hands together | jaw clenching | gesturing while talking | putting feet up on tables | tucking hair behind ears | chewing lips | crossing arms over chest | putting hands on hips | rubbing the back or their neck | being late | procrastinating | doodling | shredding paper  | peeling off bottle labels | forgetfulness | running hands through hair | overreacting | teeth grinding | nostril flaring | slouching | pacing | drumming fingers | fist clenching | pinching bridge of nose | rubbing temples | rolling shoulders

[ironmist]

[thequeenofnightlyrics]

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[elenamorelli]

{ the sweetest walk }

[mirasithean-blog]

MI closed

[mamono-kieran-blog]

“Anyhow like I just explained, I don’t have a computer at home,” Mira sighed heavily. Jess’ll probably think I’m one of those weird shut ins that’s got a super protective mom now won’t she..  The red head sat down as she waited for the blonde’s answer. It was almost a minute before she realized that Jess was just gazing at her. It felt so odd to be the one in the conversation being stared at. Was this how others felt when she blanked out? 

“Uhh Jess,” She shook her hand in front of the woman’s face to get their attention back.

[jessiqueenbee-blog]

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“Oh, whoops -- sorry! Um...” 

Now Jess found herself looking at anything but Mira’s eyes as she recovered from her initial embarrassment; shortly after, though, she cleared her throat and met the other girl’s eyes again. 

“Got a little mesmerized by your eyes there -- they’re a beautiful colour! A little eye makeup could make them pop even more,” she said. Now they just needed a topic that wouldn’t intersect with her previous question so Mira wouldn’t know she hadn’t heard her reply. “So... I take it you’ve lived here a while! Do you attend the high school?”

The perfect cover-up; nobody could prove she hadn’t been listening because she was changing the subject. Nice. 

[spiritscalling]

Headcanon Meme Time!

⌆ a nervous tic or habit they do

⏀ describe their usual smile

⇅ do they look up or down while thinking?

❧ describe their usual sleeping position

✑ describe something they like without naming it

✜ what’s their posture like in a normal situation?

❖ describe their hands

❞ write a quote they would find themselves saying

§ how would their hair gray? or would they lose their hair first?

❤ describe how they show affection.

✭ what is one of their favorite items?

[thumbeliina]

[itsfashioonmakeup]

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[jessiqueenbee-blog]

“Oh f-! Are you okay?”

The sun was just beginning its descent on the horizon as Jessica left the house, intent on making it to the library before it closed for the evening; she had just remembered a book she wanted to read had recently come out, and her burning curiousity about whether or not it had made it to the library yet had her rushing out in a large orange coat with an extra-large hood to keep the rain and other such undesirable things off her face. The hood was lovely except for the fact that it had a tendency to fall over her eyes and bar her from seeing anything, such as it was doing right now, causing her to–

“Oof!”

Crash.

She toppled over onto the wet sidewalk, scraping her forearm and earning a bump on the head from something she couldn’t yet see. Whatever – or rather, whoever – she hit let out a curse before promptly asking if she was alright. Jess pushed herself up from the sidewalk and pulled the hood from her head, wincing a little as she did. Apparently what hit her head had been a book, judging by the mass of them scattered around the walkway.

“Yeah,” Jess said, moving to pick up some of the fallen books. “I’m alright; just a scrape! Are you okay?”

[jennydelphi]

“Oh, I love to read. I’m more into non-fiction, honestly, but I do intend on reading the Lord of the Rings books soon,” she smiled, remembering the favourite series of another new friend, “but besides that, it’s mostly science that grabs me. Space in particular never bores me, and really cutting-edge technology. I’ve studied-” not wanting to say that she’d been studying science throughout the past 1600-odd years, she carefully continued “science in history, as well. And magic. The two are almost one in my mind. It’s always been fascinating to me,  lapping up new information.” 

[jessiqueenbee-blog]

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"Ooh, what do you mean about science and magic being the same?” Jess asked eagerly, leaning towards Jenny. She listened intently as her friend answered, going back and forth with questions and answers until eventually it was time to go home and let Jenny get some rest. So with a reminder that Jenny had promised she would let Jess make her over, the blonde left with the library book that instigated this meeting secured under her arm.

[kartari]

[bds-themme]

✨🌸✨

[miawrrr-blog-blog]

💗pink and green💚

[boyx-deactivated20190424]

[magicalshopping]

[mirasithean-blog]

MI closed

[mirasithean-blog]

Moving around and talking was really helping to jog her out of her brain funk thak God. And the lady understood the gist of it. Mira took a sigh of relief then realized how odd it was that she hadn’t replied with a name.

“Oh I’m Mira Sithean,” she blurted out, energetically shaking Jess’s hand. “How are you?”

[jessiqueenbee-blog]

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Jess giggled as the redhead enthusiastically took her hand. “I’m good! Just updating my blog and such. How about you?”

She took this small window before the girl -- Mira -- answered to get a good look at her. Jess had already noticed her fiery red hair, but wow, it was really red; she wondered if it was natural or dyed. It was beautiful either way! 

The next thing Jessica noticed were Mira’s golden eyes. Again she found herself wondering if they were natural as she got a little lost in them. They seemed to know things. She shook herself out of her small reverie and realized she hadn’t really heard the ginger’s reply. She perked back up to full attention and hoped she hadn’t missed her say anything important. 

[nailedtothecross]

“Uh…” Joseph stared at her, eyes wide and clearly confused. She seemed to be panicking, and he couldn’t figure out why. That and she talked very, very fast, making him unable to say much in the first place. He glanced between her and the boot that was stuck firmly in the mud. “I don’t know what’s making you want to leave all of a sudden but I’m sorry,” he said as he pulled back the hand his bird was sitting on, instead positioning them on his shoulder and sliding the ring onto his upper forearm.

“Erm… Would you like some help?” Joseph didn’t immediately extend his hand this time, learning that it may have been the cause for the Jess’s sudden panic. “Or does touching someone whose been in contact with birds affect you the same way?” He frowned a little as he asked the question. Not at Jess of course, but at himself. Sure, his self confidence was pretty high for someone with the kind of anxiety he had, but in situations like this he could practically it drop. Social anxiety made it hard to talk to people in the first place, and now he just felt like he was scaring people away. Attractive ones too. Not that that was all he saw when he met someone, of course. 

Joseph chewed on his tongue for a second, trying to think of some other reply. “If contact is a problem, is there any other way I could help? I’d feel pretty bad if I just left you stuck in the mud without making sure there was nothing I could do.”

[jessiqueenbee-blog]

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"Oh no, it really isn’t your fault!” she assured him, shaking her head to drive the message home.

Well, maybe it sort of was, but not for the reasons he thought! He seemed like a nice person, and Jess felt just awful upsetting him like that. Her grandma had always taught her that a first impression was important, and she was absolutely blowing it. 

Jess frowned. How was she gonna get out of the mud without his help? She look down and pulled her leg again, this time grasping it with her arms for leverage, and felt her foot almost slide out of her boot before she stopped -- muddy socks would definitely be a last resort.  

“Help would be lovely. Er... maybe there’s some kind of... stick?” Jess looked around; there wasn’t a stick, at least not one large enough to be of any help. Oh! Her umbrella! There was a chance it would break, but on this island umbrellas were plentiful. It was as good an idea as any. The umbrella lay open a few feet from her. Hm. Maybe that was a little too close, but... She took a breath and gestured to the umbrella.

“If you hold that out to me I could grab it and you could pull me out!” she said with a smile, then added a little nervously, “Just... be careful not to get to close.”

[nicolettemadrik-blog-deactivate]

Nikki’s broken Gaelic continued, but as she heard another voice approaching, she reached for the knife sheathed at her hip and sat up. Lord knows she didn’t want her other arm to end up like the first. Slowly, her singing died out and she quieted herself, making sure not to make any sudden movements that would make the planks creak. Who the hell would be out on the docks at this hour? 

Well, besides her anyway. She couldn’t really imagine any of the other residents being this nocturnal, it was practically midnight! But what if it was another resident? What— Nikki paused for a moment. Were they…singing? The assassin’s brows furrowed but her grip on her knife stayed firm.

[jessiqueenbee-blog]

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Jess continued her walk along the darkened pier, singing mid-2000s pop songs a little off key, until she spotted something a little ways off which stopped her movements and quieted her voice. Was that... a person? She leaned her head forward a bit to see. Hm, so it was! Who would be out at this hour, she wondered. She had stopped singing completely by this point, instead opting to wave at whoever was there and call out a little “Hello!”

She stayed a good distance away from the individual, a little wary, but still thought her usual friendliness was a good option.