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Heya, Sydney, She/Her, 28. Here's for ease of use on mobile.
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"Love is patient, love is kind, love means slowly losing your mind"
"Must be so hard to watch your younger sister/brother/sibling get married before you."
"Then I remember that I still get to have hot hate sex with random strangers and I feel SO much better!"
"What about you? You don't have any needs?"
"I just want you to know, I never do this."
"What was the theme? Humiliation?"
"What color is that - vomit?"
"You wouldn't hurt a fly and you definitely wouldn't hurt me."
"I feel like I just found out my favorite love song was written about a sandwich."
"Do you actually believe in love and marriage and just pretend to be a cynic or are you actually a cynic who knows how to spin romantic crap for girls/guys/people like me?"
"Wanna go find the ugliest stuff in the store and register (Name) for it?
"Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Drunk were bugging me."
"I think you should just admit that you're a big softy, that this whole cynical thing is just an act so that you can seem wounded and mysterious and sexy."
"You'd rather focus on other people's Kodak moments than make memories of your own!"
"The only reason to wear this monstrous dress is that so some drunken groomsman can rip it to shreds with his teeth."
"What? Don't look at me like that! The bitch said "Up" so it's up!"
"He/She/They ask(s) if you want a drink. You smile and say, 'Vodka soda.' If you already have a drink, you down it. Then there's some flirting, some interoffice sex, an accidental pregnancy, a shot gun wedding, and a life of bliss. How many times do we have to go over this?!"
"You kinda look like a shiny mermaid."
"Who was that and where can I get one?"
"I think you want a wedding, not a marriage a wedding."
"I know my moral compass doesn't exactly point due north, but... if I say something's wrong, something's wrong."
"You're the one who's always telling me to stand up for myself."
"What you did was unleash twenty years of repressed feelings in one night."
"It was entertaining, don't get me wrong, but if it was the right thing to do, you'd feel better right now. Do you feel better right now?"
"I'm just trying to point out the hypocrisy of the spectacle."
"Do you also go around telling small children that Santa Claus doesn't exist? 'Cause someone needs to blow that shit wide open."
"Did you love him/her/them, or was he/she/they just convenient?"
"Oh, I'm a really... very good caulker."
"You're cynical... and cranky and impossible. But the truth is, fighting with you... is the best thing that's ever happened to me. And I think there's a very good chance that I'm falling in love with you."
"You would rather hang out with Italian models than come with me to my awesome work party?"
"Can you please find somebody else to be creepy with?"
"Ooh, you clean up good. I might even be into you."
"What good is it being appreciated if no one is naked?"
"Hey, do you want to come over to my place before the party? Some of the guys/gals/gnag from shipping are coming, and they're bringing tequila and bubble wrap."
"God, you don't care. You don't care about anyone but yourself, do you?"
"He/She/They think(s) he/she/they know(s) the truth about you, but all he/her/they know(s) are the lies you've told him/her/them."
"Did you put that breakfast burrito on my desk?"
"Why would you want to be me when you could be you?"
GET TO KNOW YOUR MUTUALS
Favorite Color: Silver
Last Song: The Princess Ain't Always The Frog by Jaxalac
Currently Reading: I JUST finished The Arachnid and I'm about to start Lover Revealed
Currently Watching: Z-Nation
Currently Playing: Just finished a VN called Criminally Yours and thinking of playing Hades 2 again.
Currently Craving: Chinese Food and cuddles
Tagged by: @lonelyheartedheathens Tagging: I don't have a ton of mutuals tbh lol. Whoever wants to.
SENTENCE MEME ⟶ PRYCE AND CARTER'S DEEP SPACE SURVIVAL PROCEDURE & PROTOCOL MANUAL / PAGE 521- 600 as texts this time bc why not. tenses and wording have been altered slightly for ease of sending! always feel free to tweak the sentence to fit your muse.
[ text ] how can you be judicious with your stubbornness? isn’t that like, by definition not something you can really regulate?
[ text ] you need to take a long, hard look at yourself.
[ text ] reputation is everything on earth.
[ text ] value living.
[ text ] psychological experiments never go up the chain of command. they only go down.
[ text ] everything will go fine 83% of the time.
[ text ] plan B is not automatically plan A but with twice as much gunpowder.
[ text ] faith and reason are incompatible.
[ text ] stress is not a disease that you can cure. believe me, i’ve tried.
[ text ] ‘ive got my fingers crossed’ is not considered an acceptable contribution to emergency maneuvers.
[ text ] The Chain of Command is absolute, as are the Chain of Respect and the Chain of Subtle, Muted Awe.
[ text ] the constellations can either be used for navigation, or can be interpreted as underwhelming Pointillism.
[ text ] never underestimate the power of electromagnetism.
[ text ] is it better to be loved or to be feared?
[ text ] if you’re making it look effortless, you’re not putting in enough effort. get cracking.
[ text ] anger and frustration can be powerful motivators, but ultimately they are unfocused ones. cold, steely resentment offers many of the same benefits without any of the mercurial drawbacks.
[ text ] measure twice, amputate once.
[ text ] a second opinion never hurts.
[ text ] newton’s laws don’t make jack a dull boy - but floating indefinitely into the abyss of space will.
[ text ] if it looks like you’re screwed, just remember: that can be your plan.
[ text ] hoarding is considered ungentlemanly.
[ text ] natural disasters are natural. unnatural disasters are interesting.
[ text ] there is a difference between being very clever and very bored.
[ text ] the will to survive often comes down to simply refusing to give up.
[ text ] RESIST TEMPTATION.
[ text ] shakespearean considerations should be saved for another time.
[ text ] fear not the fire within.
[ text ] spacesuits are a privilege. privileges can be taken away.
[ text ] you’d be surprised what you can live through.
[ text ] bubblewrap is not an appropriate sealant.
[ text ] if the thought of something makes you smile for more than twenty seconds, assume it has been banned.
[ text ] smoke bombs are always less effective than you want them to be.
[ text ] when in doubt, whip it out - ‘it’ being hydrochloric acid.
[ text ] keep no secrets. you may be told lies.
[ text ] heavenly bodies are for scientific study, not hippie fortune telling.
[ text ] brevity is also one of the cornerstones of yielding, unquestioning obedience.
[ text ] no, seriously: always read the manual.
[ text ] knowing when yo close your eyes and power through it is an invaluable skill.
[ text ] they say there is no rest for the wicked. if it helps with your productivity, i highly recommend you think of yourself as wicked.
[ text ] you will be surprised how far your brain can push itself if it genuinely thinks it has no other choice.
[ text ] mercy is such a 20th century value.
[ text ] it is, however, best to beg for mercy.
[ text ] PULL YOUR WEIGHT.
[ text ] yes, you could have tried harder.
[ text ] the opposite of love isn’t hate or fear, it’s indifference. if you didn’t hate or fear what you’re doing, there wouldn’t really be anything there, you know?
[ text ] have some confidence, for god’s sake.
[ text ] all personnel are thoroughly vetted for the possibility of evil identical siblings.
[ text ] don’t try to be a hero.
texting prompts.
not requested but there's something about a text thread, isn't there? anyway, these are a mixed bucket, i'll deffo post more of these, but for now, here you go, bon appetit, and if you wanna make them texts to a wrong number?? all the better! just make it clear for the person receiving it!
( sms ) : hey! is this [WRONG NAME] from the club last night?
( sms ) : wait right there, i'm on my way
( sms ) : sorry, who is this?
( sms ) : so... last night was fun.
( sms ) : can i come over?
( sms ) : did i leave my underwear at your place last night?
( sms ) : i am having the WORST / BEST day!!
( sms ) : we need to talk.
( sms ) : i'm in. whatever it is you're planning, i'm in.
( sms ) : you awake?
( sms ) : i miss you.
( sms ) : i'm sorry.
( sms ) : wanna hang out later?
( sms ) : it's honestly insane how much i love you.
( sms ) : i'm worried about you.
( sms ) : please don't say i told you so...
( sms ) : you know how you totally adore me?
( sms ) : got any plans tonight?
( sms ) : i know it's three am but i got donuts and i'm outside.
( sms ) : i'm outside. come on. we're going out.
( sms ) : i'm boooooooooored.
( sms ) : i can't sleep.
( sms ) : i know it's late, but... would you like to go for a walk with me?
( sms ) : where are you?
( sms ) : i love you.
( sms ) : are you really okay?
( sms ) : please don't shut me out. i can tell when something's bothering you.
( sms ) : can you come pick me up please?
( sms ) : this date is a total disaster. can you call me with a fake emergency?
( sms ) : why have you been acting so weird lately?
( sms ) : you know you can tell me anything, right?
( sms ) : not to sound like a tv trope, but i need a plus one for a wedding this weekend. you in?
( sms ) : wanna do fake proposals at fancy restaurants for free food?
( sms ) : wanna go on vacation together?
( sms ) : i got arrested and it's a hilarious story but i really need you to come bail me out first.
( sms ) : what the hell happened last night?
( sms ) : i don't wanna be alone tonight. can i stay at your place?
( sms ) : i got a code red situation.
( sms ) : what's shakin, bacon?
( sms ) : what should i have for dinner tonight?
( sms ) : it's so boring when you're not around.
( sms ) : so... the drunk voicemails i left you last night... you totally listened to them, didn't you.
( sms ) : i love you but if you ever eat my bagel bites again...
( sms ) : wanna go out tonight?
Tommy was all too happy to make sure Penny got everything she wanted. When she expressed her desires to him, well, who was he to not make sure they got it.
Penny dressing up special for them was a treat. She was always stunning, but Tommy meant it when he'd assured her she was sexy as hell for them.
Tommy squeezed their hand gently, drawing their clasped hands up to kiss the back of hers gently.
"They would have been stupid not to agree to a night with you, Baby," he said with a soft, warm chuckle.
"And we're far from stupid. And we mean every word, Beautiful," Ángel said with a warm grin of his own.
"We can talk as long as you want. About whatever you want," Benji said.
"You've got a dig you're trying to get off the ground, don't you, Baby?" Tommy asked, figuring that would be the easiest thing for Penny to talk about and relax about.
God they loved Tommy, leave it to her boyfriend to pick the subject that she felt the most comfortable in. "I am yeah! There are certain places that don't exactly get much in the way of excavation and obviously those are the places I want at the most,' they chuckled softly. "Right now I've done all the research to get as close to what I believe to be a temple is Gozo," they informed. "There's been theories for ages about this particular temple. But I don't know if it's just because no one cares about the location or what but God the things we could learn!" They were practically bouncing now, she knew no one here particularly shared their excitement but all seemed endeared if nothing else.
Jordan managed a small laugh at that. They pressed a lazy kiss against Theo's throat, humming softly. "Think Ichi could hook us up with something like that, then?" they joked softly. They let their fingertips trace over Theo's chest, just happy to touch, to feel, their boyfriend.
He snorted "I'll be so honest I have zero clue what Ichi is or isn't capable of." Anytime in the past Theo had asked the other core born about their abilities the explanation make his head hurt. "But hey I'll send a text. Or they'll send one answering me before I ask. Either way." His hands took to running up and down his partners back.
Dirk blinked once. Twice. He wasn't...entirely sure what he'd just watched. Some sort of murder obviously. But...in a way that was more reminiscent of the Rowdies than your traditional stabby, poisony, what have you sort of murderer.
"It's not...?" he asked slowly.
Brsm paused a bit "I guess... That depends on what it is you think it looks like?' he finally said. He looked at the man closely. An odd soul. But a good one.
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Hawke grinned warmly, a deep chuckle rumbling out of his chest. "I do try my best." He hated how true that was, honestly. It seemed no one could do anything in this town without his help. Which he freely gave. Well, he gave, not always freely.
"Which is why it has to be penciled in. And possibly quick. Never know when someone's going to be pounding down my door for help only I can give apparently," he hummed, even as he reached to wind an arm around their waist and draw them in close against him.
"A very good point," Penny smiled softly. "Well would hate to waste my time," with that she dragged Hawke down into a deep kiss.
Bram, why don't you just kill the crazy human that's holding you captive?
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"I'm not exactly in the state to do that at the moment. Chained and all. If I can get him to trust me, let me go, then I'll do what I do."
@lonelyheartedheathens
Oliver, when are you and Vano going to take over the world? You two seem scary together.
Send my Muse Anons
"Honestly? I'm not entirely sure either of us have "Take over the world." on our bucket list. But hey... maybe we'll get bored one of these days."
@lonelyheartedheathens
Gael, do you think it's possible for any of you guys to be turned into a werewolf? Would you want to be? Especially with that cute little wolf you're so attached to?
Send my Muse Anons
"Huh... you know I've never actually considered that. Maybe? I don't think it should be attempted on certain Core Born for sure but... I think I'd be okay? If it was important to Rafa I'd consider it. Hypotheticals can be difficult you know? You can never really know you know?"
@toothxandxclaw
Diya, is it really healthy for you to continue dating a literal ghost? Don't you think it would be better if you found someone still alive, that could give you everything you need?
Send my Muse Anons
"Look I'm lucky enough to have found my soulmate. In what apparently will be a very long life I found Emmerson early. I love him with everything I have. I'll take whatever part of him I can get."
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Send my muse random anons
Ask about them, their relationships, their desires, whatever you want to know about them..
Open to any (verse/bottoms) Plot: Emerson's been a ghost for ~3 years and people being able to see/touch him is rare. Your muse can for some reason.
Emerson had gotten to the point he finally stopped reacting to things whenever it was someone who wasn't Kalynda or Kalynda's grandmother speaking to him. Sometimes Roman and Marlow would speak directly to him, but that was different. Kalynda told them about him, but he had to talk through Kalynda to talk back to them.
Regardless! No one outside of his small group of people ever even knew he was there. People walked through him. If he didn't focus, sometimes he still phased through objects as well.
He tried to give Kalynda time to herself. Even if she was really the only person he could truly see and touch, he felt bad clinging to her, even if she assured him it was fine. So he took time to himself. Usually people watching because there wasn't a lot he could do. He checked in on his family now and again. They seemed to be doing better these days, which was good.
He'd found his way to a park today, sitting on a bench and people watching. He didn't really process what the other said at first, because he figured it had nothing to do with him. But then it was repeated. He blinked, glancing at the other, then behind him, because that was usually the case, then back after not seeing anyone there.
"Are you talking to me?" he asked, pointing at himself. Hope flared in his chest and he started to smile. "You- You can see me?"
Theo had been a bit concerned when the spirit didn't acknowledge him. He hoped he wasn't stuck in a fog or loop. Not all core's could see spirits. He was one of four that could do it. Maybe 5, he never truly knew what all Ichi could and couldn't. A spirit was just energy with no direction. Just a very different sort of energy. But he wasn't adept at helping them. Not like some of the others so if the poor guy was stuck in a loop he likely couldn't help.
But when he spoke it became clear why and Theo chuckled "I can yes. Could touch you too, but we just met," he quipped. "I was worried there for a moment. Much prefer being ignored to the alternatives," he offered a hand. "Theo. A pleasure. I may... Zap a bit if you take the hand," he warned.
Moving into the older home had been a little wanting a project for the half to three-fourths of the year he wasn't at the camp. It needed some TLC, but ultimately it had good bones. It was roomy without being too big for just himself.
Ever since he got settled, things had been nice. But there was an inevitable...strangeness being here. It was like he was being...watched? And sometimes, things weren't where he left them. It was easy enough to brush off most of the time. Sometimes he just forgot where he sat stuff. That was all it was. But there were also times he woke up from a nap with a blanket over him and...maybe he'd pulled it off the back of the couch in his sleep?
He'd had to run some errands that day. He went through the motions of putting things away, made himself dinner. When he was settling in to just watch some TV for the rest of the evening before bed, he did one more sweep for his remote, frustrated he hadn't been able to find it that morning when he was tidying. His brow furrowed when he found it under the coffee table. He could have sworn he'd looked there?
"I really am losing my mind aren't I?" he muttered to himself, sighing softly as he sat on his couch, studying the remote for a long moment before turning the TV on. Which led to him unintentionally falling asleep on the couch, half sprawled across it and snoring softly.
Bram waited till Rai was sleeping peacefully before he exited his area. The blanket was all the way on the chair but he took it. He then turned off the TV, took a moment to admire Rai. Both physically and that bright soul of his.
Bram shook his head and moved to put the blanket over Raid, careful as always not to wake the man as he tucked him in. If he wasn't sure it would wake the other man Bram would carry him to bed properly.
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"Good morning, Sweetheart," Vano purred as he watched the other's eyes start to flicker open.
He'd been watching Bram for a bit now, utterly fascinated by him. It had been a passing fancy at first, but as Vano began following him, he saw things. Saw the way Bram could suck the life force? out of people. If he'd been in love before, it was doubly so after watching that.
He'd arranged a sort of trap for Bram, and while he was unconscious, he brought him back to his home. He had a feeling his love would put up a bit of a fight as he settled in, so to start with, they were downstairs in the basement, Bram chained in place on the bed he'd put down here before he enacted his plan.
He reached to brush his fingers against Bram's cheek.
"Just relax. You're home now."
Bram was not knocked unconscious often, it wasn't an overly easy task and with how long he'd been alive the Soul Core knew how to avoid the risk. So waking up was disorienting. Bram blinked a few times and instantly saw the rotted soul. Nothing else registered. Just a flash of fire and and screaming. Past and future.
It wasn't until Bram felt a hand on his cheek that he reacted. It was automatic how he turned and bit down on the flesh he could manage to hard as he could. Struggling against the surprisingly strong restraints the other had him in as he sank his teeth in.