❋MADRIGAL❋

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isblomst​:

—–       She  recognizes  this  person  –  the  very  few  times  she’s  left  her  cottage  to  buy  more  food  .  .  .    This  is  one  of  the  gifted  ones,  is  it  not  ?    Elsa’s  eyes  fall on  the  gadget  in  the  other’s  hand,  head  tilting  a  bit.    Why  would  someone  need  to  become  adjusted  to  earmuffs  ?    “  You’re  .  .  .    a  Madrigal,  right  ?    I’ve  heard  a  lot  about  your  family.  ”    Her  voice  is  soft,  hands  folded  in  front  of  her.    “  All  of  you  .  .  .    You  have  incredible  gifts  .  .  .    So  I’ve  heard.  ”

:: “ Yes I am, it’s nice to meet you. “ She greets politely, noticing how her eyes drifted to the object in her hands. “ My gift can be... A bit overwhelming. “ She debated for a minute whether it would be beneficial to tell her about her gift. “ These help me relax. “ Hoping that was a good enough explanation, she took a moment to study her features in the moonlight. “ I’ve heard about you as well. You’re one of the past queens? I’m sorry I haven’t made your acquaintance until now. “ ::

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Anonymous sent :  You're really pretty!

:: She couldn’t help but to preen at the praise, even from a strangers mouth it still gave her a sense of satisfaction to be admired so openly. “ Muchas gracias, I appreciate it. “ ::

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BOLD WHICH STIMS APPLY TO YOUR MUSE

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BITING FINGERNAILS | TWIRLING HAIR | CRACKING KNUCKLES | CRACKING JOINTS | DRUMMING FINGERS | TAPPING PENCILS/PENS | BOUNCING KNEE | FOOT JIGGLING | WHISTLING | POPPING MOUTH | ECHOLALIA | BLOWING RASPBERRIES | ROCKING | BOUNCING ON BALLS OF FEET | SWINGING LEGS OR ARMS | FLAPPING | SNAPPING FINGERS | FLICKING | BOUNCING | JUMPING | TWIRLING | WALKING ON TIPTOES | PACING | TRICHOTILLOMANIA | DERMATILLOMANIA | RUBBING OR SCRATCHING AT SKIN | REPETITIVE MOTIONS | REPETITIVE BLINKING | STARING AT LIGHTS | ROTATING THINGS | LICKING OBJECTS | STROKING OBJECTS | REARRANGING OBJECTS | HEADBANGING | PUNCHING | BITING | DANCING | HUMMING |

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any disney princesses/ladies wanna try and befriend dolores? I’m also open to shipping so 👀

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✧ — ⋆    𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓  𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 .

send one of the below symbols for your character  ( the sender )  to perform on mine  ( the receiver )    add  !!  to reverse the roles

💆‍♀️   for  your  character  to  tuck   a   strand   of   my    muse’s   hair    behind    their    ear

🤝   for   your   character   to   brush    their     hand    against    my    muse’s    hand 

🤚   for   your   character    to    guide    mine    by    touching    their     back

🛋   for   your   character   to    curl   up   with    mine  

☕️   for   your   character    to    bring    mine    a    beverage 

🍫   for   your   character   to    bring   mine   some    food

📺   for   your   character    to    watch   a    film  /  tv    show   with    my    muse

🎶   for   your   character    to    play    music    or    sing    to    mine  

🎧    for   your   music    to    listen    to    music    with    mine

💃   for   your   muse    to    offer    to    dance    with    my    muse

📚   for   your    muse    to    read    with     mine

🎨   for   your   muse   to    paint    with    mine

🪴   for   your    muse    to   take    mine    on   a   walk

💫  for    your    muse    to    take    mine    stargazing

🧺   for    your    muse    to    take    mine    on   a    picnic

✍️   for   your   muse    to    draw    mine

👔    for   your   muse    to    help    mine    get    dressed

💇‍♀️    for   your    muse    to    play    with    my    muse’s    hair

🌸    for   your    muse    to    give     mine     flowers

🎁    for    your    muse    to    give    mine    a    gift    (  please    specify !  )

🎀   for    your    muse    to    wrap     mine    in   a    blanket

🛀    for    your    muse    to     wash    my    muse’s    hair 

✨    for    your     muse    to    hold    my    muse’s    hand

🤗    for    your    muse   to    give    my    muse    a   hug

💋    to    kiss    my    muse    (  specify    where !  )

🍰     to    bake    something    with    my    muse

🥦    to    cook    something    with    my    muse

🤐    to    tell    my    muse    a    secret   (  please   specify ! )

🧶   for   your    muse     to    do    something    else   (  please   specify  !  )

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isblomst​:

—–    “  Oh  .  .  .  !    Sorry  .  .  .    I  didn’t  mean  to  frighten  you  .  .  .    It’s  just–    I  didn’t  expect  to  see  anyone  out  this  time  of  night  .  .  .  ”    Awkward  and  nervous  laugh.

:: “ It’s alright. I’m just getting adjusted to these. “ She said glancing down at the earmuffs in her hand. So far they’d been a blessing. No longer picking up on sounds from miles and miles away. But she hadn’t expected them to mute the sound of people this close to her. “ I didn’t expect to see someone out this late either. I believe I took a wrong turn somewhere. “ She admitted, sheepishly playing with the band around her new invention. ::

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diamcnddcgs​:

It had been a day that made Bruno want to crawl back inside the walls. Since that wasn’t an option anymore, he was hoping that maybe if he sat here long enough, the earth might swallow him up. His family had been so welcoming towards him after his “return,” and initially the town had been too, but now that he had his gift back, people were asking for visions again.

He looked over to Dolores and gave her a grateful smile as she sat down next to him. “I– I don’t know. You would think people would learn not to ask for visions if they don’t want to hear bad news.” Not that he only gave bad news, despite what the town might think. They just never remembered the good prophecies.

:: Hands folded in her lap she smoothed out her dress on the grass, getting comfortable on the hard earth beneath her. She assumed it would take awhile to convince him to come home. She knows the downside of having such a powerful gift. How it felt to let the townspeople down when they were expecting to hear something else. Isabella never faced that kind of struggle. Growing beautiful blossoms and now various types of succulents. There wasn’t the possibility to feel this immense sense of guilt when the results weren’t expected. 

“ I know how you feel. Being asked to tell them something the don’t want to hear. The chance to disappoint them. It’s overwhelming sometimes. “ She told him, glancing to the side to try and have him look at her. Know that she’d meant what she’d said. “ What went wrong exactly? You can tell me if you’d like. “ ::

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timberfell​:

━ @pindrcp​ asked: “ i thought you’d be taller. ” ( for tadashi )

☆ / accepting.

INQUISITIVE GAZE TURNED TOWARDS HER, one brow raising in surprise. whatever he’d expected to come out of her mouth, that wasn’t it. ❝ did you? ❞ the question is posed through laughter, all the while absently straightening his posture in hopes of meeting her unknown expectations. though he’d never considered himself particularly tall, short wasn’t exactly a term he’d describe himself with, either.

❝ how tall did you expect me to be? ❞

:: As soon as the words left her mouth she wished she could take them back. Great. An excellent first impression. After months of having only her uncle as company her brain to mouth filter seemed to be a little faulty. Deciding to just push through the embarrassment she met his gaze, knuckles pale with the firm grip on her binder. “ Ah-Lo siento, I’m sorry. That isn’t what I wanted to say. I’ve been meaning to talk to you. I read about your acceptance into the Institute and I think you might be able to help me? “ ::

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@wintersovereign​​ sent :  "Forgive my little friend," Elsa gives the stranger an embarrassed smile and she plucks a salamander from a basket of fresh berries destined for someone's home. Bruni croaked, his face covered in berry juice. "He's never been to a market before and he's forgotten his manners."

:: While focused on inspecting the baskets of ripe fruit laid out for the townspeople she hadn’t noticed the newcomer. Let alone her friend who seemed intent on misbehaving. When her eyes landed on the salamander and the mess he was making she couldn’t help but to give a fond chuckle, extending a finger to stroke his little head. 

“ No te preocupes, it’s alright. These are in season so more can be picked later. “ She placed a pair of coins on the counter and received a nod from the salesman. “ I don’t believe we’ve met. My name is Dolores, it’s nice to meet you. “ ::

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SHOW ME SOME LOVIN

@seafoamseashells​ sent :  (lift) Sadly Ariel is not that strong.

:: She barely had time to finish her sentence before being hoisted up from the ground, the last of the thought left unfinished as she met the other woman’s gaze, feeling heat rising to her own cheeks. A shy giggle slipped past her lips before she noticed her strain. “ Be careful I don’t want to hurt you. “ She warned, worrying about the difficulty she was having with keeping her up. Still she had to admit the gesture was... Nice. She wasn’t very familiar with affectionate gestures like this. ::

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starter for @miraclesaved​

:: Arms folded over her chest she approached her brother, eyebrows knitted in annoyance. Their father wasn’t known for giving out punishments but sometimes they were necessary. Especially for this. “ You brought that on yourself, hermanito. You really shouldn’t have done that. “ She thought it necessary to get her two cents in as well, especially considering the situation effected her personally. “ You’re supposed to be using your gift to HELP the family. What were you thinking pulling something like that? “ If it wouldn’t rattle her skull beyond repair this would be the perfect moment to raise her voice. One hand lifted to pinch the bridge of her nose, she shook her head in disappointment. “ Dios mío. Mama will be FURIOUS when she finds out. You’re lucky she’s not home now. “ ::

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UNDERRATED AFFECTIONATE GESTURES

send one for your muse (the sender) to do to my muse (the receiver) and add + to reserve the roles!

(ruffle) — to ruffle my muse’s hair playfully

(massage) — to give my muse a relaxing back/head/foot massage

(cheek) — to give my muse a kiss on the cheek! could be platonic, familial, or romantic

(behind) — to give my muse a hug from behind

(pull) — to pull my muse into your muse’s arms to cuddle

(pillow) — to whack my muse with a pillow in an attempt to start a pillow fight

(pin) — to playfully pin my muse to the ground/wall

(tickle) — to sneak up behind my muse and tickle them

(lift) — to lift up my muse

(spoon) — to let my muse be the little spoon

(dance) — to pull my muse into a slow dance

(nuzzle) — to nuzzle your muse’s head in my muse’s neck

(trace) — to trace a part of my muse’s body (specify!)

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❋ | Modern Dolores (that no one asked for but I’m doing anyway)

- sign language interpreter (in training)

- finishing up classes at university

- has a podcast 

- always has earbuds in

- was the first madrigal to move out and live away from the family

- does slam poetry because she has trouble expressing herself

❋ | Futuristic Dolores

- got stuck in the future with bruno

- lives with bruno in their lab/apartment

- in the process of figuring out how to link bruno’s gift to time travel so they can go back home

- was just recently engaged to Mariano before the accident

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starter for @diamcnddcgs​

:: Dolores was careful not to startle her uncle, taking a seat beside him in the field, watching the flowers sway in the breeze as she thought of a way to comfort him. “ Tío Bruno, would you like to talk about today? “ She asked in her usual hushed tone, reaching to place a hand on his knee but letting it drop at her side at the last moment, not certain how he’d respond to the touch. Dolores had always been acutely aware of the weight Bruno’s gift carried. After years of listening to him vent inside the walls she grew to understand the pressure he dealt with on a daily basis. She knew the feeling of letting someone down with her gift... Very well. 

“ It wasn’t that bad, I’m sure. “ She said, wondering if the lie was even necessary. He knew how sensitive her hearing was due to her gift. Still she wanted to at least try. Assure him that he had someone in his corner after being an outcast for so long. ::

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starter for @lesdames​

:: “Ay, mama. You need to take a break. “ She stated with a quiet sigh. The reason for her request was only partially due to the thunder that shook casita’s walls being amplified by her gift. She could barely hear her own voice with how tightly she was pressing her palms to each ear. “ The harvest can wait awhile longer. Just take a second to relax.“ She insisted further, pulling up a chair for her mother to sit in. “ Can I get you some aguapanela?   “ ::

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starter for @babyunivcrse​

:: “ Ay qué lindo! Where did you come from? ” She was pretty confident in her ability to recognize everyone who lived in the town surrounding casita. Yet she’d never seen this particular. However curiosity once again trumped her fear of the unknown and she lifted the child into her arms. “ You remind me of my brother Antonio when he was small. Is your family around? ” She asked the infant, focusing her gift on picking up any voices of distressed parents in the area. ::

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