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𝙺𝚁𝙸𝙿𝚃𝙸𝙳𝙴.     an  indie  multi  muse  roleplay  blog  featuring  characters  from  various  media  and  original  lore.    penned  by  naomi,  she/her,  27,  belgium.    triggering  and  nsfw  themes  present.    must  be  21+  to  interact.

links:     guidelines  &  rules,  character  grid,  prompts,  starter  calls most  active  muses:     ruth,  ike,  ruben,  sophie. currently  reading:     the  priory  of  the  orange  tree  by  samantha  shannon  (reread),  a  girlhood:  a  letter  to  my  transgender  daughter  by  carolyn  hays

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bill & frank from tlou but its our flag means death

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i know there is no info on my pages yet but ... starter / plotting call ?

[poohsources]

🐝  *  ―  𝑺𝑶𝑭𝑻 𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑺𝑻 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺.

❛  hey … it’s okay now. you’re safe here.  ❜ ❛  please don’t leave me alone again.  ❜ ❛  was it all just a lie?  ❜ ❛  you have to trust me on this.  ❜ ❛  i didn’t mean it like that!  ❜ ❛  i can’t do this anymore.  ❜ ❛  promise me not to do anything stupid.  ❜ ❛  we’ll see each other again soon.  ❜ ❛  i can’t lose you, too.  ❜ ❛  this is how you wanna end it?  ❜ ❛  whatever this is ― it’s over.  ❜ ❛  i’m not gonna let you die!  ❜ ❛  we have to stop this before someone gets hurt.  ❜ ❛  i’m fine … it’s gonna be okay.  ❜ ❛  please don’t do this to me.  ❜ ❛  just talk to me, okay?  ❜ ❛  don’t close your eyes. stay with me.  ❜ ❛  you’ll have to save yourself.  ❜ ❛  stop lying to me!  ❜ ❛  you have to do this for me or i’ll never be able to forgive you.  ❜ ❛  i deserve better than this.  ❜ ❛  just leave me alone.  ❜ ❛  we’re too late …  ❜ ❛  save yourself while you still can.  ❜ ❛  you’re gonna be fine. just stay awake for a little longer, help’s already on their way.  ❜ ❛  please don’t cry.  ❜ ❛  stop moving, you’re only making this worse.  ❜ ❛  does it hurt?  ❜ ❛  if this is the end, i’m really glad i get to be here with you.  ❜ ❛  whatever you do, do not let go of my hand.  ❜ ❛  i’ve got you.  ❜ ❛  i’m sorry for not telling you sooner.  ❜ ❛  this is all your fault!  ❜ ❛  we’re gonna survive this, right?  ❜ ❛  we’re screwed.  ❜ ❛  just do this for me and we’ll never have to speak to each other again once this is all over.  ❜ ❛  i thought you were better than that.  ❜ ❛  one of us is gonna end up with a broken heart.  ❜ ❛  i’m scared.  ❜ ❛  so that’s it?  ❜

[nightprompts]

&. 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝, 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

(  you  know  that  dynamic  of  the  emotionally  closed  off  one  &  the  kind  one  they  have  a  soft  spot  for?  yeah,  that’s  the  vibe.  )

said from the lone wolf.

❛ you think you know me, but the truth is, you don’t. ❜

❛ going home isn’t an option anymore. ❜

❛ i’m fine. there’s nothing for you to worry about. ❜ 

❛ do you wish i was different? ❜ 

❛ i just, i don’t want anything bad to happen to you. ❜ 

❛ you deserve better than what you’ve got. ❜

❛ i guess we both lost something we were fond of. ❜ 

❛ i’m not leaving you out here alone. ❜ 

❛ you don’t have to keep me company, i’m fine by myself. ❜ 

❛ coming here to see you is the only place i could go. ❜

❛ i’m afraid of losing you, okay? ❜ 

❛ i know you probably hate me right now, and i get it. ❜

❛ what is with your weird fascination with me? ❜ 

❛ yeah, you keep on telling yourself that bullshit. ❜ 

❛ i didn’t mean to hurt your feelings, i just have a lot on my plate. ❜ 

❛ you’re lucky you got away with only a scratch. ❜ 

❛ if i could be a different person, i promise you, i would be. ❜

❛ people like us don’t get to decide when we’re done. ❜

❛ i’ve never had anything good happen to me when i trusted others. ❜

❛ you won’t survive out there. they tear all good things apart. ❜

❛ i don’t know what’s the truth or what’s a lie anymore. ❜ 

❛ you got guts, i’ll give you that. ❜ 

❛ the more you know, the shorter your life will be. ❜ 

❛ for the first time in years, i felt something that i thought had been lost to me. ❜ 

❛ what you think you’re going through is nothing to what i have been through. ❜ 

said from the soft spot. 

❛ you’re not as bad as everyone says you are. ❜

❛ how is it that you’re never scared? ❜

❛ you think i’m weak because i’m not like you. ❜

❛ you wanted to be left alone, right? ❜ 

❛ how do you make the pain go away? ❜

❛ you shouldn’t smoke, you know. ❜

❛ destroy what is destroying you. ❜

❛ i hope you find the peace you’re searching for. ❜

❛ you know my door is always open to you. ❜

❛ i look at you and my heart breaks because all i see is loneliness. ❜

❛ you’re avoiding the subject and you know it. what are you hiding from me? ❜ 

❛ you’re not at war anymore, you can come home. ❜

❛ it feels like you’ve been avoiding me. ❜

❛ what are you so afraid of? ❜

❛ you shouldn’t be out here by yourself. ❜ 

❛ why do you care? you could have just walked away. ❜ 

❛ i know you. how else do you think i found you so easily? ❜

❛ if it was the other way around, would you have come back for me? ❜ 

❛ i just thought you’d like some company. ❜ 

❛ are you jealous? want me all to yourself, do you? ❜

❛ i knew you had a heart. ❜ 

❛ can you look at me? please? ❜

❛ i don’t think i’ve ever seen you smile. ❜

❛ if you won’t take care of yourself, then who will? ❜

❛ you have something beautiful inside of you. it’s hard for some people to tell, but it’s there. ❜

[nightprompts]

&. 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

(  various  fluffy  dialogue  prompts  so  soft,  so  sweet,  just  for  you!  )

❛ i just wanted to make sure you’re okay. ❜

❛ there it is, there’s that smile! ❜

❛ you got me flowers? ❜

❛ i’m not afraid of you. ❜

❛ aw, did you miss me? ❜

❛ you’re lucky that you’re cute. ❜

❛ wait, you think i’m cute? ❜

❛ you’re not alone. you never were. ❜

❛ i don’t think i’ve ever seen you smile. ❜

❛ good morning, sleeping beauty. ❜

❛ it’s better with you here. ❜

❛ don’t worry, i’m staying right here. ❜

❛ you’re welcome to stay, if you want. ❜

❛ don’t be a stranger, okay? ❜

❛ i haven’t laughed like this in a long time. ❜

❛ hold still. this might sting a little. ❜

❛ you can hold my hand, if you want. ❜

❛ i knew you would be here. ❜

❛ i just wanted to say thank you for protecting me. ❜

❛ before you do anything, try this and tell me what you think. ❜

❛ wow i really can’t speak, huh? must be because of how pretty you look. ❜

❛ we can order pizza, watch a movie, whatever you want. ❜

❛ what, am i not allowed to look at you? ❜

❛ i’m not giving up on you. ❜

❛ is that my shirt? ❜

❛ this is a good look for you. ❜

❛ pinky promise? ❜

❛ c’mere, you. ❜

❛ honey, i’m home! ❜

❛ you remembered? ❜

❛ you’re my family too. ❜

❛ let’s go somewhere, just you and me. ❜

❛ i’m here for you. don’t forget that. ❜

❛ you’re the only thing that matters. ❜

❛ was that your first kiss? ❜

❛ i was worried something happened to you. ❜

❛ your heart is beating so fast right now. ❜

❛ relationships are built on trust, and i trust you. ❜

❛ you always see the good in people. even me. ❜

❛ do you think the moon is jealous of how pretty you are? ❜

❛ nope, puppy dog eyes aren’t going to work this time! ❜

❛ thanks to you, i know what it means to love again. ❜

❛ how about a kiss before i go? ❜

❛ i’m just glad you’re okay. ❜

❛ here we are, home sweet home. ❜

❛ thanks for being here with me. ❜

❛ seeing you happy is all that matters. ❜

❛ keep it. it looks better on you. ❜

❛ i couldn’t stop missing you if i tried. ❜

❛ you feel like home to me. ❜

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@beneviolencia gets another one , because i love them .

i  spy  with  my  little  eye…    sophie  looks  around,  gasps  and  vaguely  nods  towards  a  few  things  for  dramatic  effect.    eventually  her  eyes  settle  on  orisil.    something  of  a  smile  tugs  at  her  lips,  eyes  softening  and  a  cup  of  steaming  tea  ready  in  her  hands.    it  was  shortly  after  noon  when  she’d  noticed  she  hadn’t  seen  them  most  of  the  day.    she  finds  him  buried  underneath  books,  notes  and  other  “professor-y  things”,  as  thoren  called  it  when  she’d  asked  where  she  could  find  them.    …a  quiet  boy  who’d  like  some  tea?

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@beneviolencia    liked    your    post .

there  was  a  time  not  so  long  ago  when  ruth  wished  to  be  able  to  shed  a  tear.    this  is  what  she  reminds  herself  of  when  she  reaches  another  sleeve - wrapped  fist  to  her  cheek,  which  burns  from  the  saltiness  of  the  tears  and  the  harshness  in  her  gesture  of  wiping  them  off.    this  is  progress,  she  knows  rationally,  but  her  heart  wonders  but  why  it  must  hurt  so?    ruth  sniffles  loudly  in  an  attempt  to  dull  the  ache,  to  move  on  from  the  thought  before  the  true  gravity  of  it  can  settle  anywhere  else  inside  of  her  body  besides  her  gaping,  aching  chest.

it’s  the  first  time  in  a  week  she’s  managed  to  get  out  of  bed.    or  at  least  that  is  what  she  thinks,  since  at  some  point  the  days  and  nights  didn’t  differ  as  much  anymore.    the  sun  paints  an  orange  sky  outside,  sending  a  gentle  glow  out  through  one  of  the  few  windows  at  jackie’s.    her  knees  protest  with  each  step  towards  the  kitchen.    a  forgotten  bottle  of  rum  winks  at  her  temptingly,  its  siren  song  the  promise  of  a  daze  warm  and  cozy  enough  for  her  to  settle  in  for  another  week.    ruth  damns  herself  for  eyeing  it,  the  consideration  clear  in  her  gaze,  before  she  finds  some  leftovers  in  the  kitchen    —    or  what  passes  as  the  kitchen  at  jackie’s.    her  mother  would  have  an  aneurysm  if  she  would  know  that  something  like  this  would  ever  be  described  as  a  kitchen —

—    the  pain  is  sudden  and  hard,  lungs  sucking  in  air  to  brace  for  survival,  muscles  tense  and  ready  to  run.    a  pathetic,  pitiful  sound  escapes  her  throat,  something  more  akin  to  a  hurt  animal  than  the  witch  of  the  sea.    ruth’s  hand  cups  her  mouth  to  smother  it,  the  effort  of  it  causing  a  tear  to  escape  and  drip  down  her  chin.   

she’s  just  managed  to  gather  herself,  fists  hidden  in  the  pockets  of  her  dress,  when  she  hears  the  ruckus  caused  by  a  familiar  source.    “i’m  down  here”,  she  calls  he  opens  the  door  to  her  bedroom,  “the  kitchen.    nicky,  i’m  here.”

[beneviolencia]

#BENEVIOLENCIA

independent & selective multi muse / centring around strange new worlds, fear and alienation within society / various sci-fi fandoms / burdened by schiff

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i know there is no info on my pages yet but ... starter / plotting call ?

[kriptide]

𝙺𝚁𝙸𝙿𝚃𝙸𝙳𝙴.     an  indie  multi  muse  roleplay  blog  featuring  characters  from  various  media  and  original  lore.    penned  by  naomi,  she/her,  27,  belgium.    triggering  and  nsfw  themes  present.    must  be  21+  to  interact.