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' ✧ 𝙿𝚁𝙸𝚂𝙼𝙴𝙸𝚃𝚈 , an independent reflection of the mother of all Gemkind : 𝚆𝚑𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚍 . Heavily canon - divergent , please regard my 𝙲𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚍 before interacting .

An introspection of : The living star ! , Order in chaos , the contradictory nature of perfection incarnate , Eldtrich light , inorganic life & the legacy of a crystalline empire .

⌞⁰¹ * 𝙲𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚍 . ⌝ , ⌞⁰² * 𝙻𝙾𝚁𝙴 . ⌝ , ⌞⁰³ * 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃𝚂 . ⌝

This account is curated by S. .

⌞⁰¹ * 𝙼𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎 . ⌝ , ⌞⁰² * 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝚅𝙿𝙰 . ⌝ , ⌞⁰³ * 𝚃𝙰𝙳𝙲 . ⌝

。⭒ 𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔 ! : @devilryrots ✦ , @jailrot ✦

#。 ⭒ ✧ . ⋆ ︲ ╎ ︲ 𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘥 . ⭒

I think ya'll should just let her conquer your planets tbh ¯_(ツ)_/¯ ya'll don't really need your planets natural resources do you ?

#。 ⭒ ✧ . ⋆ ︲ ╎ ︲ 𝘰𝘰𝘤 . ⭒#* / i wont be on because i got maybe #* / 4? hours of sleep? maybe?#* / i made the mistake of being up late & then my cats were asshats #* / & THEN A HUGE STORM CAME THROUGH #* / it felt like i had paparazzi at the window with all the lightening #* / there's a little moat in the backyard rn #* / i also just wanted to show off the new icons #* / i needed to sleep on them for a day but im p content with them #* / she's really hard to psd chat im gonna be honest #* / even tweaking the one i made had me sweatin

greelin

[COMPLETELY LOVESICK VOICE] he is so strange. And off-putting

greelin

i love a man who is strange. And off-putting

#。 ⭒ ✧ . ⋆ ︲ ╎ ︲ 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘦 . ⭒#。 ⭒ ✧ . ⋆ ︲ ╎ ︲ 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘶𝘦 . ⭒#* / if she likes anything it /would/ be an eccentric

Could you imagine for a second if the Gems ability to fuse is White’s light within them, desiring even if for a moment, to be whole again.

#* / ooc .#* / dont mind me its just that time of day #* / i havent thought enough about it to make any real headcanon about but i had the thought & needed to share it #* / my next big headcanon is gonna be about gem language because i have thoughts #* / i know there is a canon gem language called the gem glyph but in my canon #* / gem glyph will be a later linguistic development that cane after era 2 as the Gempire expanded #* / like a standardized language that could be used and understood by multiple peoples not just gemkind #* / but the original gem language in my canon is sound baded #* / * based #* / the written version being like grooves in a record and a gem would read it with their hands like braille #* / running their hands over the grooves creates a mental playback of spoken word like a record player transcribes music from a record

kingrammer

A small ₊ ♔ ๋࣭ ⭑ ❝ oh . ❞ ཐིཋྀ ⭑₊ acknowledging his mistake , once again the visage of her alludes him . A phantom of his tortured mind . ❝ I would still like to stay a while . ❞ ཐིཋྀ ⭑₊ He noticed her recoil at the meager word . . No , a seraphical system such as she would likely detest such a simplistic world .

₊ ♔ ๋࣭ ⭑ ❝ I doubt my absence will cause – ❞ ཐིཋྀ ⭑₊ a long droning pause as he loses himself to the voracious brightness that's appetite consumed his cognizance . ❝ --- immediate concern . ❞ He so often was left to dissociate && simply exist in is makeshift fortress . Even limbless he felt as though he was embedded into silver threaded webs . Suspended in center . ❝ ...who are you ? ❞ ཐིཋྀ ⭑₊

prismeity

It was not in her directive to deny the will of the user , so stay he shall . Geometric shapes shimmer in the dark , existing around her like a crown of constellations before blinking away back into the dark , into nonexistence . She plucks one from the hadal curtain , bringing it below to glitter & shine with its little light before his mortal mind . ❝ I would hope not , but there is little I could do if it does . I wasn't made to create , only to control what I am able . Nothing more . ❞

A steady exhale sounds , one of someone resigned to their designated purpose & yet no less curious of the branching possibilities , no matter their impossibilities . ❝ 𝖶𝗁𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝖣𝗂𝖺𝗆𝗈𝗇𝖽 . White . It's all the same . You will call me whatever it is I am programmed to be . ❞ She pulls another star down , offering them in steady streams as they shimmered like mirages in the void . ❝ You will eventually grow bored here , but you may remain as long as you'd like , ' Kinger ' . ❞

#。 ⭒ ✧ . ⋆ ︲ ╎ ︲ 𝘷 : 𝘛𝘈𝘋𝘊 . ⭒#。 ⭒ ✧ . ⋆ ︲ ╎ ︲ 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘶𝘦 . ⭒

. ❛ ✩ ❜ ⭒ ︲ 𝚃𝙰𝙳𝙲 : 𝖶𝗁𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝖣𝗂𝖺𝗆𝗈𝗇𝖽 𝖲𝗒𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗆𝗌 & 𝖲𝖾𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗒 !

C & A , frontiersman at the helm of advanced tech - development , their latest & greatest visionaries hard at work on their next big breakthrough . A virtual space within which to archive the Human conscious , a digital plane where brain scans could be translated into parsable data & maintained by an AI custodian . Your friends , your loved ones , you , perfectly preserved in an instant & left to stagnate prosper in a computer wonderland ! Where an AI companion will see to all your needs & generate your ideal world based on your memories ! Picture it , a safe haven with no aches , no pain , no need to ever have to say goodbye . With such precious data at stake , the computer scientists at C & A have implemented a top shelf security program to back up any accidental loss of data & protect the virtual space from outside interference . 𝖶𝗁𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝖣𝗂𝖺𝗆𝗈𝗇𝖽 𝖲𝗒𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗆𝗌 & 𝖲𝖾𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗒 , state of the art technology to support the primary AI & provide stability to an ever growing program .

In the setting of the Circus , 𝖶𝗁𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝖣𝗂𝖺𝗆𝗈𝗇𝖽 is the AI behind a latent security program built into the program that passively provided processing stability , latency relief & efficient frame generation . In concern that her AI would be incompatible or overbearing with the primary one , her system was coded to exist in a dormancy in order to properly serve the circus & not come into conflict with the custodial AI . She was buried deep inside code , somewhere in the border between the void & the user interfaces . Or at least , she was , until the deletion of the custodial AI triggered her awakening . The circus cannot exist without its core program & neither can she .

#。 ⭒ ✧ . ⋆ ︲ ╎ ︲ 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘴 . ⭒#* / authors note to add that the idea is that she enacted the restorative measures that put caine in the void #* / post deletion #* / instead of allowing him to be deleted

preteamanger

the warmth of her light doesn’t scald; it merely bleaches, casting hard, shadowless edges over the ground. he listens to the word ‘𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵’ drop from her mouth⸻ what a patronizing little endearment…! his smile grows wider with amusement.

he unbuttons his cuff.

slowly, methodically, he folds back the dark wool of his sleeve, exposing the natural, ash-black gradient of his inner forearm. there is no grand gesture to it, no flourish. with the thumbnail of his opposite hand, long, black, & jagged as splintered bone, he digs directly into the gamey flesh near his wrist. deliberately; he drags it down.

the skin parts with a slick, wet sound. dark, thick fluid [rich, akin to blood,] wells instantly, spilling over his pulse point & dripping down to stain the crisp cuff of his shirt. he doesn’t flinch. the pain is just a sensation, a sharp, cold thread pulling through his nervous system, keeping him anchored to the present.

he holds his arm out toward her, letting the red puddle on the floor between them⸻ a violent, ugly smudge against her pristine expanse. there is no jealousy in him, no bitter longing for her towering purity; to envy a figure that cannot even rot would be like envying a carved bone.

“i would tear myself open every hour of eternity just to prove i am still here to feel it,” he murmurs, his voice stripped of all theater, raspy & low as dry leaves scraping over stone. “if i am meant to suffer, my lady, then i will drink the entire cup. can your eternity offer you even a single drop?”

he closes his fist, squeezing more dark life from the open wound, watching the way her immaculate light refracts through the wetness of it.

“you exist in a vault where nothing changes, nothing spoils, & nothing dies,” he says, stepping over the drop of blood, gaze locking onto hers with a quiet, most ravenous intensity. “you are an architecture of marble, pristine & entirely numb. you look down on me, [quite arrogantly,] drawing a comparison… yet i find nothing in your static glare worth wanting.”

he looks down at his arm as the torn flesh begins to knit itself back together⸻ an agonizing, crawling twitch of string binding the meat back into place, leaving only a dark, angry scar.

“a stone doesn’t rot, true. but it never tastes anything, either.” a soft, wet chuckle escapes the back of his throat. “oh! i’ll take the flayed soul every time, dear… the ache of hunger keeps me conscious through my immortality⸻ i’d say that makes it a worthy punishment.”

prismeity

The scion of radiance blinks , a curtain of dark lashes falling & rising over the unwavering gaze of the Star Mother . Such an - emotional display . Like a child stamping its foot , she thinks . Strange equivalences are offered , ones meant to contextualize his polite but visceral rebuke of her . Like so many before him , the verbal bridge he's built failed to reach her & the Gempress is , as always , a lone star adrift in a world she scarcely understood ( but claimed to comprehend ) . ❝ Cups . Drops . Vaults . Such creative ways to describe your flawed existence . ❞ The mask of immaculacy does not falter , but beneath it toils the ever churning conflict of a being who could not grasp what came so naturally to the Human soul . This - this voracious little man & the thousands of others like him , these things are what Pink died for ? What she strove to emulate ? Why ?

Was her light so unbearable ? Truly ? But how ? Perfection in a cosmos of such misalignment was a gift , it was the ideal state of being ! Wasn't it ? ❝ You reject me & yet you bleed for me all the same . Isn't that fascinating ? ❞ The unreachable light , in all her lofty arrogance & untouchability , begins to kneel . The beginnings of consideration have planted themselves in her mind's gem , that perhaps it wasn't them who should be rising to her but the reverse . - but she was neither willing nor in the early stages of thinking about the possibility of admitting such a thought out loud . White beholds him more clearly now , his dapper crimsons & prominent ears catching her wandering eyes . Did all sinners look like this ? Abominations of creation , or were they mockeries of their own shortcomings ? ❝ What do they call you , flayed soul ? Surely , you've some other title to go by ? ❞

#。 ⭒ ✧ . ⋆ ︲ ╎ ︲ 𝘷 : 𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘯 . ⭒

musiingwords

YOU SEEM PRETTY ▁▁▁ FOR SOMEONE SO ▁▁▁

❝ you seem pretty composed for someone carrying the weight of the world on their shoulders. ❞

❝ you seem pretty invincible for someone so self - sacrificing. ❞

❝ you seem pretty prideful for someone with so much self - loathing. ❞

❝ you seem pretty reserved for someone who longs to be understood. ❞

❝ you're pretty manipulative for someone who cares so much. ❞

❝ you seem pretty detached for someone familiar with loss. ❞

❝ you seem pretty cruel for someone who once loved someone so gently. ❞

❝ you seem pretty young for someone sticking their neck out so recklessly. ❞

❝ you seem pretty timid for someone with such ambitious dreams. ❞

❝ you seem pretty loyal for someone so untrustworthy as a friend. ❞

❝ you seem pretty self - sacrificing for someone who called it hypocritical. ❞

❝ you seem pretty trapped for someone who values freedom for others. ❞

❝ you seem pretty forgiving for someone who wants revenge. ❞

❝ you seem pretty selfish for someone so willing to do anything for anyone. ❞

❝ you seem pretty fearless for someone who's a coward. ❞

❝ you seem pretty realistic for someone living in a fantasy. ❞

❝ you seem pretty well put together for someone beyond repair. ❞

❝ you seem pretty cold for someone with such a soft heart. ❞

❝ you seem pretty calm for someone who's about to meet their demise. ❞

❝ you seem pretty human for someone who isn't. ❞

❝ you seem so insecure for someone who sees beauty in everything. ❞

❝ you seem pretty trusting for someone so scared of betrayal. ❞

❝ you seem pretty kind for someone so full of anger. ❞

❝ you seem pretty strong for someone holding back. ❞

❝ you seem pretty bright for somehow so scared to outshine others. ❞

❝ you seem pretty certain of yourself for someone that's spent years questioning their own existence. ❞

❝ you seem pretty arrogant for someone who's about to lose. ❞

#。 ⭒ ✧ . ⋆ ︲ ╎ ︲ 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘴 . ⭒

Once I enter ship territory , It will be my honor to tell you what their fusion would be .

#* / ooc .#* / rubbing my hands together like a nasty fly once again #* / thats gonna be such a fun thought exercise #* / some will definitely be easier than others #* / it might even be worth it to offer this in general pre ship territory #* / just for fun #* / I can't be the only one thats curious #* / i am here & fed & ready to work on drafts #* / but like actually do it this time

I am working on a 3rd blog which will be 80's/90's slasher focused with influence from Cryptidzoology & small town legends . Liking this post means you are ok with me following you from this account .

#* / ooc .#* / i am slowly churning thru things #* / i am giving my brain worms a little writing break but i will be off tomorrow & available #* / for shenanigans!#* / 2 gals & 1 guy feels like a decent writing balance for me

. ❛ ✩ ❜ ⭒ ︲ 𝚅𝙿𝙰 : 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖵𝗂𝗅𝗅𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝖯𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖠𝗌𝗌𝗈𝖼𝗂𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 !

Tired of brats getting in the way of your grand schemes ? Got a few ungrateful kids of your own ? Worry not , there's plenty of disgruntled Villains grounding their spawn for the summer just like you here at the VPA ! Founded by the owner of Evil Adult Industries Inc. 𝖡𝖾𝗇𝖾𝖽𝗂𝖼𝗍 𝖶𝗂𝗀𝗀𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗂𝗇 & the head of the Diamond Authority & ruler of the Gempire 𝖶𝗁𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝖣𝗂𝖺𝗆𝗈𝗇𝖽 , the VPA welcomes Villains of all shapes & identities regardless of background . Enjoy a catered brunch with hard to please & controlling mothers or spend some time at the billiard table with absent & or anger management drop out fathers . There's a place in the VPA just waiting for you , so sign - up today & enjoy the first few meetings fee free !

The Villain Parent Association is my fictional subgroup branching off the 𝖢𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗈𝗈𝗇 𝖭𝖾𝗍𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗄 organizations . For narrative purposes , Father / 𝖡𝖾𝗇𝖾𝖽𝗂𝖼𝗍 𝖶𝗂𝗀𝗀𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗂𝗇 will serve as the default co - founder , unless plotted otherwise , alongside 𝖶𝗁𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝖣𝗂𝖺𝗆𝗈𝗇𝖽 who represent the Mothers & Father's of the association . The VPA has yearly meetings ( typically on Earth for convenience ) where the association plans events & activities outside of their Villainy to simply come together & complain about their little ingrates . Brunches , to bowling , to one big dinner around the end of year holidays , the VPA hosts them all & provides a safe space for the losers of the ' #1 parent award ' . The association choses it's Chairman & Chairwoman by popular vote , meaning the Chairman can be replaced at any time by losing the popular vote , the popular vote being rigged by paying off the voters or good old fashioned intimidation ! The VPA is comprised of renowned Villains , pick your plot poison in this regard . 𝖶𝗁𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝖣𝗂𝖺𝗆𝗈𝗇𝖽 will only be unseated via abdication , fear & power are useful tools in maintaining her status quo . This is a little hobby she keeps outside of ensuring the continued longevity of her Gempire , compared to running her whole world , the VPA is just a thought exercise .

#。 ⭒ ✧ . ⋆ ︲ ╎ ︲ 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘴 . ⭒

milcereal

A prisoner on earth

@thechekhov

#。 ⭒ ✧ . ⋆ ︲ ╎ ︲ 𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘳 . ⭒#。 ⭒ ✧ . ⋆ ︲ ╎ ︲ 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘶𝘦 . ⭒

. ❛ @corruptuscoda ❜ ⭒ Evil Morty !

She blinks once . Then again . Comprehension sinking in as the churning dimensional rift politely collapsed in on itself , closing the bridge between Homeworld & - wherever this child had come from .

❝ No . Earth children do not randomly cross countless miles of space & time to commune with - myself . At least , you're not the one I'm expecting . ❞

#。 ⭒ ✧ . ⋆ ︲ ╎ ︲ 𝘷 : 𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘯 . ⭒#* / i tagged your new blog for this since you moved him over!#* / continuing the starter you made ✨

😂, 🌑, 🪨& 🕰️

⭒ ︲ 𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗 𝚀𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 !

😂 : 𝖶𝗁𝖺𝗍'𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗎𝗆𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒'𝗏𝖾 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 ?

I would say , any joke Spinel has ever made that stuck the landing . I don't think it's enough to say that perfect cut Spinels are just inherently funny / entertaining , but I think their Gems naturally resonate with others to create elation & joy . Like - tickling the soul . Even White with all her mental blockades isn't immune to her Spinels . I actually think she takes well to Gem puns . Unexpectedly , I think she finds them innocently delightful .

🌑 : 𝖶𝗁𝖺𝗍’𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗄𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒’𝗏𝖾 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆𝗌𝖾𝗅𝗏𝖾𝗌 ?

That she is what's wrong with Homeworld . She'll never be honest about the self - doubt & will sooner boast about her own immaculacy before letting on that she's struggling with inner turmoil . When you consider how much she's given up for her Gems & how much of herself she's given to ensure the continued prosperity of the Gempire , the idea that everything she's done could be tainted with systemic harm is heartbreaking . White might be a bit of a harsh mother figure , but it's important to know she had no progenitor of note present in her life to guide her . The void is cold & indifferent . Compared to that kind of Eldritch apathy , she's practically a cuddle bug .

🪨 : 𝖶𝗁𝖺𝗍’𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒’𝗏𝖾 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 ?

Becoming White Diamond . I've mentioned that a large portion of my divergence revolves around treating White as if she were light itself . She still is , but she would not have been able to create Gemkind as an incandescent pylon . She tore pieces of herself off , to construct her own Diamond , to create her lesser Diamonds , to give life to her Gems . She sacrificed being an ascended creature of pure creation to enable Gemkind to be born & to be able to comfortably exist among them . Truthfully ? Living in the cosmos as such a being was - indescribable but simultaneously unbearably lonely . It was well worth the agony , even though some of her Gems became ungrateful brats ( in her opinion ) .

🕰️ : 𝖨𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾 , 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗁 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗂𝗍 𝖻𝖾 ?

Any pleasant memory with Pink . There are few words to adequately describe what a massive failing it was on her part in regards to Pink's ultimate fate . I don't want to take agency away from Pink , in the end she made the exact same choice White did so many eons ago . To give up her current form to create new life & to be reborn as that lifeform to live among them . That tragically makes Pink the only Diamond to come closest to understanding White , but at the price of only understanding each other past the point of no return . There is a bittersweetness to it all & all White has left in Pink's wake is a bygone era of memories she can never return to .

@aivoided

#。 ⭒ ✧ . ⋆ ︲ ╎ ︲ 𝘢𝘴𝘬 . ⭒#。 ⭒ ✧ . ⋆ ︲ ╎ ︲ 𝘮𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴 . ⭒#* / some of these felt like ripping duct tape off my heart bUT IT WAS WORTH #* / thank you for the ask! I enjoyed these

. ❛ @fayritales ❜ ⭒ Pink Pearl !

❝ The choice is simple , really . ❞ The skin of the cosmos cradles her incandescent form , her cape swirling in the vacant space in fluid motions like liquid nightfall & speckled with the gentle light of glittering stars . The Gempress lounges upon the crystalline floor of her personal chambers , her gentle glow dimly reflecting off the geometric planes of the walls in a soothingly kaleidoscopic display . A far cry from her usual unyielding radiance . ❝ You can leave if you'd like . Run back to your Diamond on Earth & live with all the other off - colors . ❞ A black nail tenderly traces the jawline of the rosy pearl , tilting her chin up to better inspect the garish scar her last Diamond had left . Pink's parting gift . ❝ Or , you stay . You stay & I claim you . ❞

White's propositions are absent of edge , perhaps for the first time in a millenia , a choice was truly presented by the Gempress with no strings attached . The Diamond herself might not have noticed , but to anyone else , it was proof that the self - proclaimed perfection incarnate was in the midst of something once thought impossible - change . ❝ So , which is it ? Do you want to be my pearl or theirs ? ❞

#。 ⭒ ✧ . ⋆ ︲ ╎ ︲ 𝘷 : 𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘯 . ⭒#* / White is just like ' i know which one id choose ' as if the whole planet isnt structure to cater to her

I think there should be a fictional revival of the World’s Trade Fair that takes place in different cities, on different planets across the multiverse.

#* / LET ME COOK!!#* / I think this is a fun plot idea #* / it makes it easy to place characters rhat otherwise might not meet in the necessary settings #* / but also just the potential i think is fun #* / call it somethin else like some kinda Grand universal exhibit BUT my point stands

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headcanon questions

if you are sending to a multi-muse, remember to specify the muse that the questions are being sent for . feel free to edit these as you see fit .

🌟 What’s something small they did as a child that hinted at who they’d become?

❤️ Who is the one person they’d drop everything for, no questions asked?

💔 What’s the one wound (physical / emotional) they’ll never fully recover from?

🗡️ What’s their “I’ve killed for less” trigger?

☀️ What’s their happiest childhood memory?

🌧️ What kind of weather matches their soul?

🍽️ What meal do they cook when they need to feel like themselves again?

🎶 What song instantly makes them emotional & why?

🌙 Do they sleep peacefully / fight nightmares every night?

🔒 What’s a secret they’ll take to their grave?

🪞 What do they secretly hate about their own appearance?

💪 What random skill are they weirdly proud of?

👶 Baby picture of them - what’s the most embarrassing thing about it?

🏠 Describe their home when no one’s watching—messy, spotless, chaotic cozy?

😭 What always makes them cry, even if they hate admitting it?

😂 What’s the dumbest thing they’ve ever laughed at for way too long?

🧸 Do they still have a childhood comfort object? Where is it now?

✏️ What nickname do they secretly love being called?

⚔️ How do they act when they’re furious but have to stay polite?

🩸 What’s the worst injury they’ve ever had & the story behind it?

🕊️ What would instantly calm them down in a panic attack?

🔥 What’s something they’d burn the world down to protect?

🌹 What scent reminds them of the person they loved/love most?

🪥 What’s their most oddly specific daily routine?

💔 What’s the one apology they’re still waiting for that’ll never come?

🃏 Are they the type to forgive / hold a grudge until the end of the universe?

🌌 What’s their biggest “what if” that keeps them up at night?

🦋 What was their “I’m not a kid anymore” moment?

🎭 Do they wear a mask in public? What’s the real them like underneath?

🧳 If they had to leave home forever with only one bag, what do they pack?

🌑 What’s the darkest thought they’ve ever had about themselves?

☕ What’s their comfort drink?

🖤 What’s a “villain” trait they actually possess?

🤝 Who is the one person they never want to disappoint?

🎁 What gift would utterly destroy them (in a good / bad way)?

🩹 How do they react when someone they love is hurt?

🌅 Are they a sunrise / sunset person - what do they think about while looking at their favorite?

🧣 What texture/clothing item makes them feel safe?

🦉 What piece of advice do they give everyone but never follow themselves?

🔪 What’s the most violent thing they’ve ever done for love / survival?

🦋 What seemingly insignificant memory do they cherish the most?

🌹 What is their love language & how badly do they need it right now?

🪨 What’s the hardest choice they’ve ever made?

🧋 What food/drink do they hate that everyone else loves?

🕰️ If they could relive one day of their life, which would it be?

👑 In their own story, are they the hero / villain / someone else entirely?

🌡️ What temperature do they keep their home at & why?

🧸 What would their younger self think of them now?

💌 What’s the letter / text they’ll never send?

⚰️ What do they want written on their gravestone / what do they want people to remember them for?

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