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A finely woven web

[n-romanova]

@awidow

[zachrp]

ᝰ🚬 𝚉𝙰𝙲𝙷𝚁𝙿 .ᐟ SYMBOL HEADCANON QUESTIONS. CHANGE ANY PRONOUNS IF NECESSARY. SOME MATURE THEMES MAY BE PRESENT.

EVERYDAY LIFE / DOMESTIC

📋 : how organized is your muse?

✅ : what do they pretend to have together that they don't?

🕰️ : what time do they naturally wake up when no one needs them?

☕ : what's their morning ritual, and what happens when it's disrupted?

🧺 : how often do they do laundry?

🪞 : do they look at themselves in mirrors, or avoid them? why?

🍽️ : do they eat to survive, for pleasure, or as comfort?

🏠 : what part of their living space reflects them the most?

🌱 : do they keep plants, and are those plants alive?

🧼 : what's something they're weirdly particular about being clean?

📺 : what do they put on when they don't want to think?

SOCIALIZATION / CONNECTION

🗣️ : are they better one-on-one, or in groups?

📱 : do they text back immediately, or let messages rot?

🫥 : how often do they pretend to be fine to keep the peace?

🎭 : how different are they with strangers versus people they trust?

🤝 : do they make friends easily, or accidentally?

🧠 : what do they assume people think about them?

🌘 : how hard is it to really know them?

🎉 : do they enjoy social events, or endure them?

🪑 : are they the type to leave early without saying goodbye?

INTROSPECT / INTERNAL LANDSCAPE

🕵️‍♀️ : how often does your muse think about death?

🧩 : what part of themselves do they not understand yet?

🫀 : what emotion scares them the most?

👣 : do they believe they deserve good things?

🧱 : what walls are they aware of building? which ones are they not aware of?

🕳️ : what do they spiral about at night?

📉 : what's their most common self-criticism?

💀 : do they trust their own memories?

🌊 : what emotion do they drown in when they're alone?

PERSONAL / DEEP / TRAUMA-ADJACENT

🩸 : what wound shaped them the most, even if they won't admit it?

🔥 : what moment do they replay when they're ashamed?

🧷 : who failed them first?

🕯️ : what do they grieve that no one else sees as a loss?

🪤 : what pattern do they keep falling back into?

🧨 : what pushes them past the point of restraint?

🧬 : what did they inherit emotionally from their caregivers?

🕶 : what lie do they tell themselves to survive?

🩹 : what actually helps them heal, even if it's unhealthy?

HABITS / VICES / COPING

🚬 : what vice do they justify the most?

🍺 : do they drink to socialize, numb, or celebrate?

💊 : what's their relationship with substances, past or present?

🏃 : do they move their body to feel alive or to punish it?

🛏️ : how do they sleep when things are bad?

🎧 : what kind of music gets them through the worst days?

🖊️ : do they write things down or let thoughts rot in their head?

☔️ : do they intellectualize pain instead of feeling it?

🕳️ : what habit would unravel them if taken away?

SEXUALITY / INTIMACY

🫠 : is it easy for them to get turned on, or do they need emotional safety first?

💞 : do they separate sex and feelings, or blur them dangerously?

🛑 : what's an immediate turn-off for them?

🔥 : do they crave intensity or stability?

🤲 : do they like being in control, or giving it up?

🪶 : are they gentle with people they desire?

🍒 : how do they feel about their own body during intimacy?

🎱 : what do they need to feel wanted?

🔒 : do they guard intimacy, or give it too freely?

💔 : have they ever used sex to avoid something?

MORALITY / CHOICES

⚖️ : what line will they never cross?

🩶 : what line have they already crossed and justified? or regret?

🧭 : do they believe they're a good person?

🔪 : what would they do if survival demanded cruelty?

🪙 : what do they value more, loyalty or truth?

🚪 : who would they abandon if forced to choose?

🕊️ : do they believe in forgiveness? for themselves? in others?

🧨 : what would make them snap permanently?

📜 : what promise do they regret making?

🪦 : what hill would they die on?

[notmorbid]

the remains of the day.

dialogue prompts from the remains of the day by kazuo ishiguro.

you look like you could make good use of a break.

take my advice: get out of the house for a few days.

there is no virtue in clinging to tradition for its own sake.

i had to choose my moment wisely.

i'd never have figured you for such a ladies' man.

you won't get a better view anywhere.

you're in good shape for your age.

you really are the best.

you know when somebody's got it, and you know when somebody hasn't.

i'm still not clear what you are getting at.

you and i have to work as a team.

i do not believe i am confused at all.

if only i had as much spare time as you apparently do.

ladies and gentlemen differ in several key respects.

would you mind coming to the point?

______ is perpetually underestimating me.

i hope i've been a good ______ to you.

i'm proud of you.

what you describe as 'amateurism' is what i think most of us here still prefer to call 'honor'.

'professionalism' appears to mean 'getting one's way by cheating and manipulating'. ordering one's priorities according to greed and advantage, rather than the desire to see goodness and justice prevail in the world.

are you alright? you look as though you're crying.

at one point, i would have sworn you were at least three people.

you talk almost like a gentleman.

you're the real thing, aren't you?

i may have given you a slightly misleading picture.

why did you tell such a tale?

i have chosen to tell white lies as the simplest means of avoiding unpleasantness.

i know i should be sorry.

things have not been all they might.

we must not allow sentiment to creep into our judgment.

it was wrong, what happened.

where could i have gone?

i feel so ashamed of myself, but i just couldn't leave. i just couldn't bring myself to leave.

what's done can hardly be undone.

why do you always have to pretend?

i suffered all the more because i believed i was alone.

can it be that you're flesh and blood, after all?

why is that guilty smile on your face?

i am slightly amused by your astonishing capacity to talk nonsense.

we don't have money, but who cares? we have love, and who wants anything else? we've got one another. that's all anyone can ever want.

it seems you were right, and i was wrong.

no doubt it's refreshing to leave the house, from time to time.

i really cannot imagine what more you might wish for, in life.

i am very, very tired. can you not appreciate that?

what is the sense in forever speculating what might have happened, if such-and-such a moment had turned out differently?

he may have had a lot of money, but he was no gentleman.

_____ took us all for fools.

a lot of hard talking and thinking goes on in this place. there's plenty of good, strong opinion around, and people aren't shy about expressing it.

some mistake acting high and mighty for dignity.

i suppose i have been very fortunate. i would be the first to admit that.

it's a great privilege to have been given a part to play, however small, on the world's stage.

public life can change people unrecognizably in a few short years.

in my own small way, i believe i'm doing my part.

people here want to be left alone to live their quiet little lives.

i do wish you'd sit down.

don't you care at all? aren't you at all curious?

today's world is too foul a place for fine and noble instincts.

i'm really sorry. i had no idea things had been so bad.

will you wait with me? it will only be a few minutes.

one can't be forever dwelling on what might have been.

it is too late to turn back the clock.

sea air does you a lot of good.

you never know who you're addressing, when you start talking to a stranger.

i gave _____ the very best i had to give, and now i find i do not have a great deal left to give.

i've given what i had to give. i gave it all to _____.

you want a hankie? i've got one somewhere. it's fairly clean.

i can't even say i made my own mistakes. what dignity is there in that?

you've got to enjoy yourself. the evening's the best part of the day.

what can we ever gain in forever looking back and blaming ourselves, if our lives have not turned out quite as we might have wished?

surely it is enough that the likes of you and me at least try to make a small contribution count for something true and worthy.

in bantering lies the key to human warmth.

[aaylaprompts]

musings found on pinterest that resonates with my oc. a collection of writing prompts based on various musings i found on pinterest, all of which i've saved in relation to my oc. the musings are from mixed media, and i claim no ownership. some of the sentences may have been tweaked to apply. feel free to edit as you see fit to match pronouns, names, etc. meant exclusively for roleplay purposes!

"there is blood everywhere and i am lost in it. i breathe blood, not air." "she didn't deserve death. i did — i do." "your hands are wet with the blood of an empire." "is it my fault?" "survival is not beautiful." "i'm not dead but not alive either. i'm just a ghost with a beating heart." "a wolf is a wolf, even in a cage, even dressed in silk." "i'm afraid of what i've become." "how quickly the blade becomes you." "i was trapped in that nightmare, shaking, trembling, terrified." "darkness there, and nothing more." "i'm going to be the deadliest piece on the board." "have you ever looked fear in the eyes and said, 'i just don't care'?" "i think i am a better ghost than i am a human being." "inside me, something seethes. inside me, some feral animal claws at my ribcage, trapped." "i am someone who did not die when i should have died." "your worst sin is that you have destroyed and betrayed yourself for nothing." "i met evil when i was only a child." "inside my head, the war is everywhere." "my bones are smouldering and my knuckles are bloody. forgive me. forgive me..." "it's time to forgive yourself. you're not that person anymore." "i exist. in thousands of agonies, i exist." "i wanna be me again." "my soul bleeds.... and the blood steadily, silently, disturbingly slowly, swallows me whole." "can you remember who you were?" "i want to rest. i want to breathe quietly again." "i feel it's my anger that has helped keep me alive." "you can't burn what's already been scorched." "how can i ask anyone to love me, when all i do is beg to be left alone?" "the cage is open. you can walk out anytime you want. why are you still in there?" "fix it, please... fix me." "i'll survive. somehow i always do." "i can't get back to myself." "i can't remember." "tell me a ghost story." "a wolf will never be a pet." "i was burning, while you came blaming me for the smell of ashes." "fight me." "i did not mean to be cruel. i swear i am good. i am good, i am kind. i have love inside of me... some place far, far away." "you will survive; but you will become someone else." "you have been much alone these last few years. alone and angry." "memory is punishment." "your throat is raw from screaming to a god who isn't listening." "if i am anything, it is violence." "for most people, it's history now. but for me, whenever i close my eyes, it all comes back clearly." "how tired i am." "crawl inside this body — find me where i am most ruined, love me there." "i was born in an abundance of inherited sadness." "i punish myself for my whole life, my whole life i punish." "is the blood on your hands dry? is it slowly disappearing? mine isn't." "i have done bad things. i can't take them back, and they are part of who i am. most of the time, they seem like the only thing i am." "if you feel nothing then why are you shaking?"

[n-romanova]

do you ever feel like yer living someone else's life?

A Loaded Question, and an answer not as simplistic. See it's a treacherous slope to navigate, to peer over the edge whilst sustaining balance to avoid the drop. A single misstep and mind could travel beyond the boundaries fabricated. A physical shift within her frame, subconscious bracing for the impact. " Not anymore. " A Lie. Intentionally delivered after a crafted silence, swollen and prolonged. This life had never been her own, perhaps in moments, the very small ones. But her past was narrated like a play, puppeteers who controlled the narrative right from the start. And although the majority of strings were shed long ago, occasionally one would yank her back into reality This Was Always Someone Else's Life. Would she allow herself to reveal that, to admit vulnerability outright? Of course not.

" I mean that's kind of my forte. " Deflection to something more public, relatable in the moment. Enough for a resolve but a transparent warning to delve no further than the surface. " Living someone else's life. Natalie Rushman, Laura Matthers, to name a few. " Each identity adopted was another life lived, an extension of her own. Crafted with the skill that They had taught, that she'd never outrun. " It got easier, to differentiate, to separate. " Perhaps it was so easy because there was never any true sense of self, a flower without root and grown under synthetic light. " Unfortunately the life i'd like to be living is retired. " Derailed so far that humour replaces any hope of revelation, distance forced between fallacy and truth. " I think I misinterpreted the Tired part. "

[notmorbid]

the other side of midnight.

dialogue prompts from the other side of midnight by simone st. james.

i don't do _____ anymore.

you seem quite distressed.

you didn't answer my question.

that isn't who i am anymore.

frankly, i don't know if i want to help you.

i believe you'll find me very persistent.

i don't want complications. i want simplicity.

go on. i deal in confidences for a living.

i never have faith that anything confident can be done unless i'm in charge.

i don't work for you.

you're as _____ as i remembered.

you're as slippery as a fish.

you know how i get when i'm curious.

just looking at you is exhausting.

i can read behind the headlines, just like you can.

you always did take things too seriously.

talent is wasted on some people.

do you think i'll go to hell?

we want the same thing, and you could use a partner.

i think i underestimated you.

we don't always choose whose opinion matters to us.

no need to be a prude.

i told _____ everything. i truly did.

my dance card is full.

you used to be fun, you know.

you can be awfully naïve.

it's like you can see what i'm thinking.

i thought you didn't like me.

you're acting, and not well.

this is why i hate people.

this is not me. this was never me.

death is not beautiful. it is brutal.

be quiet. you're ruining it.

it takes one to know one, i suppose.

your power won't help you. not with this.

you have no idea what you're dealing with.

nothing i do helps people. it only makes them worse.

i've never wanted a normal life.

i admit, you've surprised me.

you're smarter than i gave you credit for.

you mustn't trust too easily.

i don't trust anyone.

this is a bad time, isn't it?

do you ever feel like you're living someone else's life?

you're a terrible liar.

i wanted you to like me.

what did you come here for?

why ask? you're not going to believe my answer.

you'd be surprised at what i believe.

you almost had me, you know.

men will underestimate you at every turn.

i want to go back to your flat. i have something to show you.

alright, you win. keep your secrets.

i've told you everything. i'm an open book.

i want to do what's right, whatever the cost.

i saw the way you looked at me.

you didn't know. you couldn't have.

unless i'm very much mistaken, you're wearing yesterday's clothes.

you'll get no judgment from me.

stop trying to flatter me.

you take it for granted, the power you have.

if it doesn't have gin in it, i don't drink it.

do you want me to stay angry with you, or not?

all of it can go to hell.

why waste your life being ashamed?

i'm rather good at educated guesses.

are you alone?

you have no idea how much i hate ghosts.

i'm a bit of a mess right now.

i don't want normal. i want you.

don't leave me. i can't do this alone.

it was that bad, was it?

i'll tell you about it later, if i can.

we have a free afternoon. what will we do with it?

[n-romanova]

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