#enid.isms

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// Couldn't make just one so here's Enid, Fallahan, Gunna, Sirius, Mao and Kai

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// Months ago, I made pokemon teams for Fallahan and Enid

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Just so you know, both Enid and Fallahan have Spotify playlists!

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// our cleric accidentally made a sort of a pact with a mind flayer and I can't wait until Enid learns that the only person helping her with her faith crisis can no longer communicate with their god

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What type of "I love you" are you?

the confession

when you say "i love you," it carries the whole weight of your heart. it feels like closing your eyes and stepping off a cliff. maybe you've been planning to tell them for days now, or maybe it's just slipped out without you realizing, either way, it was inevitable. it's relief and dread all at once, it's mortifying yet hopeful. the words hang heavy and suspended in the air, thick enough to choke on, a brief and perilous moment against the mortal pull of gravity.

i love you, i've always loved you, i will always love you

it's commitment, it's devotion, it goes often without saying, but is felt nonetheless. it's accepting that you would travel to hell and back for them if they asked and knowing that they would do the same for you. it's an old ache, long after they've burrowed deep into your chest and settled there like a weight- grounding, an anchor point. even when you're apart, you can still feel the shape of them, it's like phantom pain. neither of you can help but succumb to the other's gravity, yet neither of you fear the collision. it means that you trust them, that they make you feel safe, that they feel like home.

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Aloe and Bay Tree for ALL your OCs <3

soul aloe : how does your muse handle grief ? bay tree : does your muse seek glory & accolades , or do they favour a simpler , more personal life ?

botanical headcanons (accepting)

Aloe: Denial. He still hasn't moved on from the major loses in his life, and they still weigh heavily on him. He is also a skeptic who doesn't find comfort in the idea of an afterlife, so he's left with only a strong fear of loss that stops him from actively seeking bonds and intimacy.

Bay tree: Glory, of course. He’s already lived twenty-something long, long years of comfort and simplicity, and hated at least half of it. He wants his name to be remembered, whispered by strangers whenever he walks into a room. The thing is, he's still young, and hasn't entirely figured out how he intends to do that.

Aloe: They honor the dead and move on. They believe in an afterlife, and would only mourn if someone's death was caused by illness or an accident, meaning they didn't even had the chance to die in a fight. That doesn't mean they would just accept their loved ones being killed, and would probably seek revenge.

Bay tree: They're always open to recruiting new followers for Loki. They don't want the glory for themselves, but rather for their cause and ideals — chaos, that is. Whoever has a knack for causing mischief, or just a general desire to stir the status quo is a good candidate.

Aloe: Too quietly for her own good. Enid has known loss before, as some acolytes in her temple had died from old age before, but seeing her whole family die right before her eyes changed her idea of death drastically. She becomes frustrated and angry at herself for not being able to heal or protect her loved ones. She's often too hard on herself.

Bay tree: She has lived a quiet life for a long time, and though she’s convinced that’s what she wants to achieve, she’s been given a taste of adventure and secretly still craves more. The world is full of secrets and wonders, and it would be a shame not to make the most out of them.

Aloe: Stoically. She knows all things perish eventually, and that includes people. She doesn’t fear death for herself, nor for others. If we’re talking a violent, unjust death, on the other hand, she will seek revenge before she moves on, because punishing evil is what she does.

Bay tree: She isn’t entirely sure. She definitely doesn’t seek glory, but rather justice, but her identity is so severely shaped around the expectations that were once laid on her, that she struggles to express personal desires, or make plans for her future.

Aloe: Not as well as she might say. She’s comfortable with death and decay, even her own, but she would have a hard, hard time letting a loved one go. She doesn’t believe there’s a higher meaning to death, other than a soul being stripped from its body and leaving it to rot, so she can’t always shake off this feeling that some lives get extinguished prematurely, and their souls deserved a little more time in their home plane to reach their full potential.

Bay tree: Mao never stops seeking stimulation and excitement, but the greatest joy for her comes when she’s in the company of her loved one. She wants to settle down someday, in the most traditional way: get a partner (or more than one), form a family, keep her sibling close. She adores the domesticity of it, just isn’t ready for it yet.

Aloe: They often contact or summon souls who stayed behind, held by debts or grudges, so the mixture of sadness and comfort in being unable to reach their loved ones, meaning they lived fulfilling lives, is a weird feeling. They have some rituals to honor their deaths, mostly focused on keeping the memory of them alive. They would build small altars and speak to them, as well as share their stories with others who never had the chance to meet them.

Bay tree: They love a warm, comfortable home, but there’s a whole world out there to discover. They’d love to put their name out there, too. Make great discoveries, write books, meet people, put their knowledge at the service of the public... They’ve poured their life into their job, and don’t really intend that to change anytime soon.

Aloe: With resignation. In his life, he’s cared a lot, about numerous people, but eventually they all leave, or they die. He’d like to say he’s stopped caring, but he’s not. He’s just less vocal about it, and would rather take care of people from a distance than getting too invested with their lives. And when they die, he mourns and lets them go... for the most part, at least.

Bay tree: He craves comfort and stillness more than anything in this or any world. Somewhere to call a home, someone to go home to. Company, self-acceptance, a little peace of mind... those are the sort of things he’s always desired, but always seem out of his reach.

Aloe: It doesn’t really care. People and animals alike die, and once they do, they become food. It isn’t entirely comfortable with the idea of becoming food itself for it is a predator by nature, but it’s okay if others do. However, when it actually gets attached to someone (often with a shorter lifespan than it), it actually feels... sad, when they’re gone. It’s odd, and the only way it can rationalize it is that it just didn’t want the fun to end just yet.

Bay tree: It wants to be revered and feared, of course! It’s more or less achieved its goal in life so far, since it is actually sought by many who need its services, so it is already on the right path. It would definitely love to get a bunch of devote followers, brainwashed or else, but it isn’t smart enough to know how to do that.

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12, 13 and [16, fal for the muse name]

 12) which muse would you want to have a sleepover with?

Answered!

13) which two muses would get along the best if they met?

I think Enid and Mao could definitely date. Mao is gorgeous and fun and very knowledgeable in her very particular field, Enid would be just dazzled and nodding to everything as Mao rambles about swamps and herbs and undead reptiles. Mao would be immediately attracted to Enid (she's tall and strong and that makes her her type) and although Mao doesn't hit on people necessarily because she's seeking a relationship, Enid would try to impress Mao in return. They would make a fine power couple.

16) what is a plot you’ve been wanting to do for [fallahan]?

He often loses sight of why he became a bard in the first place. He's always misusing his magic, relying too much on his patron's gifts, and has become enamored with power. So, I'd love to see him reminded of his origins, when he was just a boy in a world too big, raised in a town too small. When he was moved by beauty and was confident in his talents alone to move others as well, and would approach strangers in taverns to hear tales of their adventures and make them his own. Because he usually doesn't keep people around for too long, it's hard to find someone who can help him with this (and it’s an act of altruism that would go unappreciated at least for a while), but it would be... nice to see him fall in love with music and storytelling once again.

Also, if he EVER talked to someone about his uncle or his father (because, YES, Bertram was indeed a father figure for him, he can lie to everyone including himself but he can’t lie to me), you could see the most vulnerable, guilt-ridden side of him. But that’s, like, season five of Fallahan’s redemption arc and I can’t see that happening anytime soon.

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// good morning. fallahan is the kind of person that would drink espresso in public to seem fancy and latte in private because he actually prefers mild or sweet flavors. sirius runs on espresso exclusively and is definitely addicted. enid would take hers white as a paper sheet, but wouldn't be able to face the day without that fine layer of caffeine at the bottom of her cup. gunna has a little pomegranate juice for breakfast everyday, and jokes about drinking blood everyday. mao drinks tea but would occasionally pour a little liquor in it. kai takes their coffee black, sometimes adulterated by their own sister