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Ind. Priv. Sel. Multi OC Penned By Kerri Moved from xx

[rays-prompts-moved]

✦ | Winter Holidays Prompts

Happy Holidays!

Send a symbol for our muses to…

🥛  —  spend Christmas Eve together.

🎅  —   celebrate Christmas together.

✡️  —  celebrate Hanukkah together.

🎉  —  celebrate another winter holiday together. 

📽️  —   watch Christmas movies together.

🎞️   —   watch holiday-themed romantic comedies together.

💋  —  get caught underneath the mistletoe together. 

🎄  —  decorate their Christmas / holiday tree together.

🔔  —  wrap Christmas / holiday gifts together.

💲  —  go Christmas / holiday shopping together.

🍪  —  bake Christmas / holiday cookies together.

🎁  —  open Christmas / holiday gifts together. 

🕎  —  light their menorah together.

🕯️  —  play Dreidel together.

🍽️  —  have a holiday dinner together.

☕  —  get holiday drinks at Starbucks together.

💬   —  exchange holiday stories from their childhood. 

[rays-prompts-moved]

✦ | Winter Holidays Sentence Starters

Sentence Starters for the Winter Holidays!

Feel free to tweak as necessary. Happy Holidays!

❝ Merry Christmas! ❞

❝ Happy Holidays! ❞

❝ Happy Hanukkah! ❞

❝ Happy Yule! ❞

❝ What are your plans for Christmas? ❞

❝ What are your plans for the holidays? ❞

❝ What are your plans for Hanukkah? ❞

❝ Are you going home for the holidays? ❞

❝ Can you come home for Christmas? ❞

❝ Can you come home for the holidays? ❞

❝ You can spend Christmas with us, if you want. ❞

❝ You can spend the holidays here, if you want. ❞

❝ You can spend Hanukkah with us, if you want. ❞

❝ What do you want for Christmas? ❞

❝ Did you write a letter to Santa? ❞

❝ What did you get for Christmas? ❞

❝ Do you want to light the menorah with me? ❞

❝ Can you help me finish my Christmas cards? ❞

❝ All the gifts are bought. My bank account is… irrelevant. ❞

❝ Nobody should be alone on Christmas. ❞

❝ Nobody should be alone for the holidays. ❞

❝ Nobody should be alone during Hanukkah. ❞

❝ Do you wanna bake cookies with me? ❞

❝ Help me decorate the sugar cookies? ❞

❝ Help me decorate the tree? ❞

❝ Can you put the star on the tree for me? ❞

❝ Can I put the star on top? ❞

❝ No, pick me up. I wanna put the star on top. ❞

[musingsiren]

odd question munday meme

☆ ━ If you could live in the world of your muse(s) would you?  ▲ ━ How many muses do you have on tumblr in total? ✦ ━ Are there any muse(s) you miss roleplaying?    ❀ ━ If you could be re-incarnated into any animal in a next life, which would you choose and why?   ♬ ━ What are your top 3 favorite songs? ✖ ━ What’s something you’re very curious about?   ◕ ━ What’s something you consider is a special talent you can do? ( it can be big or small ) ☁ ━ What is your opinion on cereal? ❣ ━ If you could marry one fictional character, which one and why?  ☮ ━ What do you do to try and get the muse to roleplay a character?  ☂ ━ What’s your favorite kind of weather and why?   ☑ ━ What’s something not a lot of people know about you?

[conceptualsolitude]

concept: me, escaping to live in a forest for a while. i am friends with the wolves and the deer and the wind and the rain, and i begin to forget everything i thought i knew 

[pyokki]

Purple Sweater 

[theabandonedones]

mcuntainbcrn​

It was as she had guessed - prior to the shift in their relationship, she wouldn’t have commented, nor would she have cared, but she had noticed the shift in his pallor over the course of time; it was far enough past the point of passable that she knew she couldn’t let it continue any longer.

For someone nearly a century older, you would think he would be a bit more proactive when it came to looking after himself.

“Far be it from me to comment on your dietary choices, but really…this is getting a bit ridiculous.”

She peered up at him, exasperation evident, “Honestly, if you were having that difficult a time finding a donor, I should hope you would know at this point that I don’t mind volunteering every now and then.”

Fingers tugged up the wrists of her sweatshirt before moving to tug at the collar, her tone making it clear she was in no mood for him to argue, “Well? Wrist? Neck? Other?”

“ Really it isn’t a- ” 

The words cut off as she began revealing skin, the familiar hungry burn in his throat making itself clear. He hasn’t fed properly in long enough that even just the offer made him fidget, busying his hands to distract himself from the attention grabbing cravings. 

    “ -big.. deal. It’s fine, Maggie I... ” 

He knew better than to argue with the woman, he knew that, when it came to this, they had somehow found a point where she cared almost as much about his well being as he did her’s. 

        It was sweet but...                                     New. 

      “ You don’t have to.... ” 

[conceptualsolitude]

concept: the sky is silver and the grass is golden. i feel nothing in a good way

[heartbreakhur]

[rays-prompts-moved]

✦   |   Send me ‘SPOTIFY’  +  a number between 1 - 100 for a starter based on a song from my ‘2020 Wrapped’ playlist on Spotify.

[livingstills]

[tatturmemes]

//OOC: PSA

[pierced-morals]

tatturmemes:

Doesn’t matter if we’ve never interacted, if we’ve interacted once, or a BILLION times. Doesn’t matter if we have zero threads or FIVE BILLION. 

ALWAYS feel free to spam my ask box with in character asks, questions, or starters. 

ALWAYS feel free to spam my inbox with ask box memes!

ALWAYS feel free to tag/@mention me in memes.

ALWAYS feel free to tag/@mention me in quizzes. 

ALWAYS feel free to tag/@mention me in posts you want me to see!

ALWAYS feel free to tag/@mention me in posts that remind you of me/my muse.

ALWAYS feel free to tag/@mention me in stuff, period! 

ALWAYS feel free to start an interaction with my muse!

ALWAYS feel free to suggest a plot for our muses. 

ALWAYS feel free to send me an OOC message in DMs or in Asks.

I LOVE that stuff. YOU’RE NOT BEING ANNOYING. IT MAKES MY DAY. Talk to me! I love it! :D 

[theabandonedones]

plotted starter ↴       @ncrestfcrthewicked​

Tears welled in the innocent wide eyes of a child, hiccups passed his lips, grass staining the knees of his dress clothes as he wandered in circles around the edge of the park. The child was told not to run off, but what five year old listened to that? And all it took was a few moments, falling down a hill, and the bravado that had overcome him had all but evaporated. 

After all, he was only five. 

Soft whimpers, hiccups as tears threatened to fall, his bottom lip poked out, trembling as fear overtook him. 

Lost and alone was the last thing a child wanted to be. 

The bright pink and white caught his eyes before the person wearing it registered. Bright colors had always been safe in the church, Brother Gabriel always wore white like that. 

As a child, it didn’t cross his mind to think twice. Instead, he stepped over, tugging at the stranger’s sleeve with tiny sniffles, still struggling to hold back his tears. 

[honeyyacid]

wear what you want, show what you’ve got, love yourself❤️

[quietvoiced]

[theabandonedones]

I’m not dead the car insurance industry just tried to kill me

Remember I’m always on discord, mutuals can find me at Accidentally God#8391

[vi0lettae]

[theabandonedones]

tximidity​

He was all too familiar with that anxiety. It came in all forms and expressed itself in plenty of ways (especially in the presence of unstable quirks), but it was unmistakable to someone that was riddled with it too. For that reason, as their tension seemed to grow, Sullivan halted his steps towards them. He did not move even an inch closer to the cot, hands on display. 

“I-I’m sorry to hear that–that you were hurt, I mean…” His words were soft, attempting to be pacifying if they could. As their body relaxed back onto the thin mattress, Sullivan took a few more steps. His first glance was to their eyes now that they were open, checking pupil size, but not daring to shine a light to check how responsive they were. Another time, when they were less on edge. “Is it alright to touch you? I’d like to finish healing you, but only if you are comfortable with it.” 

Fingers neared his person, not daring to meet bruised and tender flesh until they were given proper permission. “And…is there something I can call you? I don’t need your real name if it makes you uncomfortable. But I would like to be able to address you.” 

“A-Ariel.” The name was softly whispered, a little breath taken to steady himself at the request to touch him. Of course the other needed to - it was rare that a healing quirk didn’t require contact - but the request sent anxiety to war with logic, fingers moving to anxiously pick at the hem of one of his shirts, a subtle attempt at grounding himself. “I-If you have- have to.” 

He didn’t know this person, but they seemed nice enough. Nice enough to agree to the request. Nice enough to trust for now. When people were nice, you were supposed to trust them, right? 

“What... What kind of c-clinic is this?” The question was hesitant, softly spoken, but wide eyes finally moved to meet the stranger’s gaze.