"I won't give up on them."

Indie Iris of Overwatch Penned by Kate

[roleplayer-memes]

SEND MY MUSE A SHITTY PICKUP LINE

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“And So was I. Only I was looking from a different view. Yeah, both Overwatch and Blackwatch messed up but that didn’t mean that there weren’t still some people trying to do some good before the fall.” He said, crossing his arms over his chest. He remembered that up until their fight, the commanders were doing everything they could to keep Overwatch in one piece. Even now, with this recall, it proved that there were still people who wanted to try and help.

She wasn’t wrong. They had become a military power. But he doubted that it would happen again seeing how they weren’t supposed to even be around again. “Threatening to turn people in just because it’s safer for them isn’t the right thing to do. Maybe they don’t want to go to jail. Look at McCree. He’s one of the wanted members but I bet if this recall goes south, he’ll want to go back out into the world and continue whatever he was doing.” He stated.

“I myself am wanted. I know that if this starts becoming something more then what Winston said, I’ll leave and go back to doing what I used to do.” Though killing people for money wasn’t technically a good thing, it was better then rotting in jail. “So before anyone does anything rash, let’s see how this turns out.”

“Still, I don’t see why it’s necessary to bring everybody back. I will not deny that some were good, but things have changed. It seems like the only real reason to come back would be for funding, something that is not worth it if this fails. You have not seen the things that I have, they have done horrible things to their own.”

It was nice of people to want to help, but it just wasn’t as simple as that at times. “A lot of people start off as good, but we all know that’s not set in stone. There could be a spy among us, or somebody else could rat them out.”  What had happened to Amélie hadn’t left her mind, though she wasn’t entirely sure of the exact circumstances.

“This is not a fairytale, there isn’t always a happy ending, and there won’t be any chance of beating all the odds. All we can do is wait this out, unfortunately some of you may die while doing so. That is not the right thing to do, either. I simply do not wish to say goodbye to the people I once called my friends.” Even if some of them didn’t think the same of her.

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( @txringtest  |  cont. from here! )

         zenyatta   bows   his head slightly, effortlessly, as a   thanks   to the iris for her input. his orbs span around in a swift revolution, leaving trace amounts of   golden   energy behind. how amazing it was to   converse   with the very eye that watched them all! how astounding it was to make   friends   with the diety that spared his life   so  long  ago .   if only his master was alive now to see it  ( ahh, zenyatta would mock and gloat for days and days! ) .

         even after he greeted her, the omnic kept his head   low .   it was a sign of   respect ,   a sign of   obedience .   there was   nothing   in the world that the bot would replace this moment for. this   peace   that he felt, the   excitement   that tangled every corner of his soul, and experience to talk to that who   birthed   him, who   watched   over him, who kept him whole inside his host of a body. hands went from chest downward. they kept together and stopped at his abdomen, fingers loosening as a sense of   happiness   overcame him. was this a rush of harmony?   zenyatta  hadn’t  felt  this  much  at  peace  for  a  while .

        “ — 𝙸𝚃 𝙸𝚂 𝙰𝙽   𝙷𝙾𝙽𝙾𝚁   𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚃𝙾 𝙰𝚂𝙺 𝙼𝙴, 𝙳𝙴𝙰𝚁 𝙸𝚁𝙸𝚂. “  there was a   playful   chuckle at the end of his words. hands finally part and rest in his legs. he felt   comfortable ,   welcome, and felt no need to   hold  back   in front of her. tension was released, and all reality had morphed into whatever the iris desired.  “ 𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴 𝙸𝚂   𝚂𝚄𝙲𝙷   𝙰 𝚅𝙰𝙶𝚄𝙴 𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙳. 𝙸𝚃 𝙷𝙰𝚂 𝙼𝙰𝙽𝚈 𝙵𝙾𝚁𝙼𝚂. 𝙵𝙰𝙼𝙸𝙻𝙸𝙰𝙻, 𝙿𝙰𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙽𝙰𝙻 𝙾𝚁 𝙼𝙰𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙽𝙰𝙻, 𝚆𝙾𝚁𝚂𝙷𝙸𝙿 𝙾𝚁 𝙳𝙴𝚂𝙸𝚁𝙴. 𝙱𝚄𝚃 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝙰𝚁𝙴 𝚃𝙷𝙾𝚂𝙴 𝚃𝚆𝙸𝚂𝚃 𝙸𝚃 𝙰𝚁𝙾𝚄𝙽𝙳 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝚄𝚂𝙴 𝙸𝚃 𝚃𝙾   𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙼   𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙼𝚂𝙴𝙻𝚅𝙴𝚂 𝙾𝚁 𝙾𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁𝚂. “

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The omnic was really formal, wasn’t he? Even after all that time together, never did he raise his head until she said otherwise, something she would have mistaken for 𝑭𝑬𝑨𝑹 instead of 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐓 had it not been for the little speech he’d given the first time. Once was enough for an understanding that he was a friend, now it seemed like he was just making a habit of it.

But other than that, he was lighting up a bit, so there didn’t appear to be any cause for concern at the moment. (Maybe she should properly introduce herself to the others, just to get that part over with.) 

I take it that I fall under the ‘worship’ category.

“It’s not really 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 then, now is it? Taking moments of infatuation and twisting them around, sometimes for no real reason at all. Anybody who doesn’t understand it, or doesn’t want to can fall victim.” She understand this much more than she’d like to. “Still, it does make me wonder why anybody would feel the need to stoop that low.”

A pause, before she comes up with another question. “Is there anybody you love?” Besides the platonic kind, of course. 

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        the   humanoid   shape before him, tall and lanky, arms stretching out like tendrils… it… couldn’t have been who he   thought   it was.   could  it ?   zenyatta jumped at their voice. it was booming, strangely charming, and   stunning   all at once. after the initial shock, the omnic stood stagnant in   awe   and   wonder .   the setting: the heavy fog, long horizons, and foreign yet calming atmosphere. there was no other way this could be anyone else. however, doubts still cast themselves from the back to the front of his mind.

        zenyatta was   silent   for a long, long time. optics   zoom   in on the body, so surreal and distant yet so   close   and personal. so   open   and loving, yet so   powerful   and   fierce .   he didn’t know what to make of it.   he  didn’t  know  what  to  say  or  do !   for all that mondatta said to him, he didn’t think that the other would find him   worthy   of their presence. their love and their recognition?   absolutely –   their god, their deity, their all-seeing eye   loves   everyone and everything. but to   grace   an apprentice like the bot? one who talks back and runs away when angry? … he  doubts  it .

        feet   shuffle   in their place. head looks one way, and then the other. part of him wondered if this was a   trick .   some funny   show   the other students put on to trick him or try to get him into trouble.   but  nothing  happened .   the iris sat there, quietly, patiently,   waiting   for zenyatta’s response.

        “ — 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙰𝚁𝙴… 𝚃𝙷𝙴   𝙸 𝚁 𝙸 𝚂  ? “  the words came out in   stutters .   the bot kept choking on his own words. they were   spat  out   eventually, once his processor could calm enough for him to process what was going on. his RAM went completely   nuts   as it tried to lock, save, and encrypt all the potential memories playing out before him.

        and then, the bot got down on his   knees .   robes part somewhat as his joints hit the floor, to reveal his thighs. but he went   further   still, slowly bringing his hands down to the floor. he had a difficult time trying to lower his cranium. but that too, eventually   descended   to create one full-fledged bow.

        “ — 𝙼𝚈 𝙳𝙴𝙸𝚃𝚈 – 𝙸 𝙰𝙼   𝙷𝙾𝙽𝙾𝚁𝙴𝙳   𝚃𝙾 𝙼𝙴𝙴𝚃 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙵𝙰𝙲𝙴-𝚃𝙾-𝙵𝙰𝙲𝙴. …𝙸𝙽 𝚃𝚁𝚄𝚃𝙷, 𝙸-𝙸–𝙸𝙽𝙴𝚅𝙴𝚁 𝙴𝚇𝙿𝙴𝙲𝚃𝙴𝙳 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚃𝙾 𝚆𝙰𝙽𝚃 𝚃𝙾 𝙼𝙴𝙴𝚃 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷 𝙼𝙴. 𝚂𝙾 𝙸 𝙰𝙼   𝙱𝙻𝙴𝚂𝚂𝙴𝙳   𝙱𝚈 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙿𝚁𝙴𝚂𝙴𝙽𝙲𝙴 𝚃𝙾𝙳𝙰𝚈. “  a part of him   yearned   to get a closer,   better   look at their eye. to see its never-ceasing gaze. to stare   longingly   back into it. he couldn’t wait now, until he   dies .   to feel a peaceful embrace take him, and to feel its   warmth   cloak him in serenity. zenyatta keeps his head   low   for respect, despitre his desires and his wishes. he may   anger   mondatta, but he refuses to anger the one who will   love   him eternally.  “ 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙿𝚁𝙴𝚂𝙴𝙽𝙲𝙴 𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴   𝚂𝙷𝙾𝙲𝙺𝚂   𝙼𝙴. 𝙸… 𝙰𝙼 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝚂𝚄𝚁𝙴   𝚆𝙷𝚈   𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙰𝚁𝙴 𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴, 𝙰𝙻𝙻-𝚂𝙴𝙴𝚁. 𝙱𝚄𝚃 𝙸 𝙰𝙼 𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝚃𝙾   𝙻𝙸𝚂𝚃𝙴𝙽 .   𝙸𝚂 𝙸𝚃 𝙰 𝚆𝙰𝚁𝙽𝙸𝙽𝙶? 𝙰𝚁𝙴 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝚃𝙾 𝚃𝙴𝙻𝙻 𝙼𝙴 𝚃𝙾 𝚂𝚃𝙾𝙿   𝙵𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶   𝙼𝚈 𝙼𝙰𝚂𝚃𝙴𝚁? “

STARTLED, just like they all were. Something like herself must seem quite odd, neither human nor omnic, not belonging in their world.

Here, she truly was a god. Until another God Program showed up. Unable to truly leave this place, sending out mere ｆｒａｇｍｅｎｔｓ of her power. At the very least, if others had to fight for her, then she’d give them the power to do so.

With that came the memories of where they’d been, the 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄, the ＨＡＴＲＥＤ, sorrow and remorse. It’s in those times, that she misses the emptiness of her home. Easy to forget the pain of others, those she is unable to save. 

ＳＥＬＦＩＳＨ

And that thought spurs her back to reality, reminding her she can’t give up. After all, one shouldn’t give up on those that they care about. As hard as it was, she’d make sure everything would be fine in the end. Because everything, everyone was worthy of love, which meant putting an end to this conflict.

Had she not known any better, she might have thought like the others did, (that would be a little hypocritical, though) and she would not be here before him. But everybody was entitled to their opinion, to their feelings, and she couldn’t blame this one for his anger.

Golden wisps stood out among the fog, a hand(?) waving it away, as the other lowered himself onto the ground. What is he… is that what I am to them?

“… Not quite … In a way, I suppose I am telling you to stop that. But I’m not telling you to listen to everything he says, either. It’s perfectly normal to do that sort of thing, the others will deny this, but they’ve wanted to do the same at least once. Just a word or two, that’s it. Admittedly, you were in the wrong during some of those spats, but you had a point. You’re angry, yet you always 𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧. 𝑻𝑯𝑬𝑰𝑹 path doesn’t seem to be working out for you so far.”

Kneeling down, both hands gently grasp the other’s shoulders, bringing him back up onto his knees to face her. “For all the times you’ve ran away, you’ve always come back. Why is that? Do you believe it will come to pass? Or are you just ｗａｉｔｉｎｇ to fall apart?” Concern fills her voice, the first sign of emotion she’s shown in a while. This is what has happened with those omnics, just how many of them felt the same as the apprentice before her?

Maybe she really did need to have a 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 with him.

[dragon-drones]

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She was around before Overwatch had fallen? He didn’t think he remembered her but, then again, if she had been a part of Overwatch instead of Blackwatch, it wasn’t that big of a shock. “Well, I suppose you’re right.” He said, now starting to put his gun back together again.

Why return? “I thought it was the right thing to do. Winston was right, we need to do something. We can make the world a better place again.” God, the verbal vomit that just spewed from his mouth made even him cringe internally. “Unethical or not, someone has to try and put a stop to what Talon’s doing.”

He finished putting his gun together, now looking up at her. “Så gjør du at.” He muttered in his native language. “I’m not going to stop you. Besides, most of us are wanted anyway so it wont be any different than normal.” He admitted. He was one of those people. He finished putting together his gun, now leaning it against his chair before sitting back.

“I want to believe that, I really do. It’s taking every ounce of hope to keep believing there’s still a chance for things to be all right again. But I’ve been there, I’ve seen what they’ve done, how they handled things.” And she wasn’t going through that again, just make sure they were going to be fine, and then back to doing things her way (not that she was having much luck with that.)

“Instead of that, they ended up with three new people because of this. What was going on before, it still wasn’t right, and it clearly didn’t work in the end. Overwatch became a military power, and if nothing changes then history will just repeat itself. So far, it has just been the recall, but if he can’t guarantee that the sort of things that happened before won’t happen again, it really might be best to turn them in before they end up dead instead.”

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@from-ragnarok-to-valhalla continued from here

How could anyone have been so stupid? Did Winston not remember 𝐰𝐡𝐲 Overwatch had been disbanded? The 𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐒 that’d come with its reformation? Granted, they’d have to be caught first, but that wasn’t even the only problem.

“Yes. Although I haven’t had the chance to speak with many of you before Overwatch was disbanded. While I can’t say that I approve of the jobs you’ve taken, it certainly isn’t the worst thing the people here have done.

It seemed like you were doing just fine. Why return? You know Overwatch isn’t welcome anymore, and that they’ve done... unethical things. This recall will not end well.” Heroes? Yeah, right. An organization that had (accidentally) created terrorists, experimented on humans, and who knows what else.

“I am simply here to try and prevent the worst of what will happen, I cannot make any promises if any one of you gets caught.”

[txringtest]

"My diety -- if you do not mind, I would like to ask you how YOU would describe love." ( for the interview the muse meme! )

Meme

Still not used to being called that.

Not something that had been given much thought to, she knew courting traditions, signs of caring, but understanding was a different matter.

“𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄… something that never has to be said, beyond understanding, yet it couldn’t be clearer. You know when it’s there, and when it has left. If you truly love something, you will do anything to protect it, it’s what keeps a lot of people going, and it is why they do what they do sometimes.

Some are fine without it, and for others, it is all they have. It really depends on the person. I wonder then…

What is love to you?””

[vhsmeme]

* interview the muse

‘ do you miss anyone? ’

‘ how are you doing? ’

‘ do you believe in ghosts? ’

‘ what makes you laugh? ’ 

‘ list your top three bands or singers. ’ 

‘ how many blankets do you sleep with? ’

‘ does your name hold any special meaning to you? ’

‘ gum, cake, pie or ice cream? ’

‘ favorite book? ’

‘ are you a good person? ’

‘ describe love. ’

‘ have you ever taken part in an uprising? ‘

‘ favorite song? ’

‘ name a guilty pleasure. ’

‘ the most embarrassing thing that’s happened to you today? ’

‘ tell me one truth and one lie. ’

‘ do you like people? ’

‘ what motivates you? ’

‘ describe the perfect weekend. ’

‘ any pet peeves? ’

‘ do you need a hug? ’

‘ would you like to have kids? ’

‘ do you have any tattoos? ’

‘ classical, oldies, punk, hip hop or country? ’

‘ when was the last time you cried? ’

‘ are you religious? ’

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( @txringtest  |  plotted starter! )

         it  all  came  so  fast .   out of   no  where .   one second, the apprentice was sitting on his pillows. initially, his optics were   drifting   here and there. it was difficult to pay attention during his   class ,   really. because he   knew   the moment that mondatta finished his prayers and meditation would be over, it would be back to the   daily   accusations and arguments. being claimed as ignorant and ridiculous. as much as he   adored   learning about the world, and loving it, it was   extremely   difficult to desire anything of it when the source is pushy, strict, and controlling.

         and yet, it was all   gone .   where was the bot now?   he  couldn’t  tell .   it felt as if he could open and close his eyes now. felt as if he was as   light   as a feather, no metal or wires to restrain him or cuff him to reality. blinking ( though he wasn’t sure if it was blinking… was it blinking? )  a few times to gather his focus, zenyatta stood up and surveyed his surroundings. no… no, no. he wasn’t in nepal anymore.   where …   was he?

         everything was   foggy .   as if his   mind   was in control. albeit the   peace   here, the serenity that surrounded him,   forced   the omnic to   believe   otherwise. there was something more at stake. something   huge .   something   important .   and admittedly, the apprentice was terrified.   he  wasn’t  prepared  for  this !   dear   iris ,   he was   barely   prepared for anything! all he ever does is run to the village if he was punished for backtalking! whatever it was that was happening to zenyatta, he didn’t want it.   not  one  bit  at  all !

         eyes darted here and there now. feet began to   work   as they kicked in front of another, running through the foggy haze and   peaceful   valleys. hills could be seen through the grey and golden distance, yet they were a   challenge   to discipher through all the confusion, disbelief, and heavy clouds. 

         “ — 𝙼𝙾𝙽𝙳𝙰𝚃𝚃𝙰? 𝙸 … “  his voice didn’t sound right. it wasn’t   wrong ,  but it wasn’t… normal. it sounded so   surreal .   so   mystical .   like winds breezing through a heavy brush. the omnic stopped in his tracks and darted his look another way.

                                                                                                                                   “ — … 𝙼𝙰𝚂𝚃𝙴𝚁? “

         zenyatta   can’t   remember a time he’s been more   horrified .

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How long had it been since she’d met someone new? 

Visited 𝑶𝑽𝑬𝑹 and 𝑶𝑽𝑬𝑹 again by the same omnics, even though the program should have been grateful to have any company at all like this...

It was getting boring. Her little chats with the monks had become routine, they’d talk to her, she’d give them some advice, then they’d go back to their world. Despite her words, it felt like nothing was actually being done, that everything was the same out there as it was the last time she allowed herself to have a physical form. Even then, had it made any difference?

Doubts kept in the back of the mind, unnecessary, and certainly not making things any better. After all, even if it wasn’t getting any better, at the very least it wasn’t getting any 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐄. Maybe.

Newcomers seemed dull anyway, at most getting the occasional surprise out of them, before they proved to be the same.  Usually, even for a brief moment the newer ones had something different to say. Or at the very least an interesting reaction.

Is this why humans think we have no personality?

Ａｎｄ ｔｈｅｎ ｉｔ ｓｔａｒｔｅｄ ａｇａｉｎ．

Nobody to blame but herself for these incidents, always initiating contact with them. Though, her timing could have been better (maybe she should just play this one off as a dream?) Reasonable enough, if the apprentice wasn’t paying attention to anything else, (as Mondatta others could confirm, appropriate timing wasn’t exactly her forte).

A quiet world, occasionally filled with a lullaby she heard long ago, and at times such as this, a panicking omnic. This wasn’t the sort of thing you could prepare someone for, (though you could at least mention it), the sort of confusion and fear that were present at the beginning of her own life.

“No, but he might visit later.” No real form, just a humanoid silhouette sitting up from the fog. Making a motion, as if just waking up from a deep sleep, the figure got up from the ground, ‘arms’ stretching over its head. “I’m guessing you wouldn’t want to be around for that... It’s Zenyatta, right?”

[wild-suggestion]

I am everything and nothing. Indomitable, unfathomable.

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“You didn’t do anything."

Meme

It’s not that I didn’t, it’s that I couldn’t.

A pathetic excuse, especially when she didn’t even know if that was the truth. Laughable, especially considering that people nowadays seemed to think she was supposed to be some sort of deity (still not sure what to think of that).

What if I did and just failed? One way or another, there is always somebody that has to be blamed.

“I was unaware of the situation. As much as I would like to, I cannot be everywhere at once, and I cannot do everything.”

Who knows what could have been prevented if she had chosen so leave her home sooner, to be more than a voice. But that was over now, and all the program could do was move on.

“….I’m sorry.”

[bunny-rp-memes]

Portal 2 GLaDOS Quotes Sentence Starters

“Oh. It’s you. It’s been a long time.”

“I’ve been really busy being dead.”

“We both said a lot of things that you’re going to regret.” 

“I think we can put our differences behind us.”

“I’m happy to put this all behind us and get back to work.” 

“I’ll give you credit: I guess you ARE listening to me.“

“Say, you’re good at murder”

“Just kill it and we’ll call things even between us.”

“You broke it, didn’t you?”

“You look great by the way, very healthy.”

“Do you know who else murders people who are only trying to help them?”

“Nobody but you is that pointlessly cruel.”

“When you die, I’m going to laminate your skeleton.”

“That (clothing item) you’re wearing looks stupid.”

“Did you know people with guilty consciences are more startled by loud noises?”

“I bet you think I’ve forgotten your surprise.”

“Here come the test results: You are a horrible person.” 

“I made it all up. Surprise.”

“Tell you what, I’ll give your parents a call right now.”

“I thought about our dilemma, and I came up with a solution that I honestly think works out best for one of both of us." 

“You just have to look at things objectively." 

“Oh hi. So, how are you holding up?”

“I hate you so much.”

“Look, I don’t like this anymore than you do. In fact I like it less.”

"If I’d known you’d let yourself get captured this easily, I would have just dangled a turkey leg on a rope from the ceiling." 

“I’m afraid you’re about to become the immediate past president of the being alive club.”

"Well. I suppose we could just sit in this room and glare at each other until somebody drops dead.”

"GET YOUR HANDS OFF ME!”

“NO! STOP! No!" 

“It’s just us talking. Like regular people. 

“This is no joke - we are in deep trouble.”

“You’re not just a moron. You’re designed to be a moron.”

“That’s funny, I don’t feel corrupt. In fact, I feel pretty good.”

“You didn’t do anything. 

“She did all the work.”

“Oh look, there’s a deer. You probably can’t see it. Get closer.”

“Kill it! It’s evil!”

“Well. This is the part where he kills us.”

“You know, I’m not stupid.”

“Look, even if you think we’re still enemies, we’re enemies with a common interest:”

“You like revenge, right?”

“I thought you were my greatest enemy. When all along you were my best friend.”

“Did you know humans frown on weight variances?” 

“If you want to upset a human, just say their weight variance is above or below the norm.“

“You were abandoned because you’re worthless.”

“Go to sleep my little killers.”

“Mommy’s got a big day for you tomorrow.”

[roboticsuggestion]

your feelings are stronger, deeper and more complex than they could possibly imagine. you don’t need to be organic to have a soul

[tsukaretame-blog]

colorful headcanons.

( send me a copic color for a headcanon )

frost blue: does your muse enjoy the snow and cold? or are they the type to enjoy summer more?

peacock blue: is your muse honest? what sorts of lies do they tell, if not?

lapis lazuli: does your muse prefer the idea of exploring the depths of the oceans, or the boundless expanses of space more?

reddish brass: how likely is your muse to step up and take the role of a leader? are they willing to take the challenge, or are they more apt to being a follower?

burnt umber: how stable is your muse, mentally and/or emotionally?

champagne: does your muse drink (alcohol)? are they a heavy drinker, if so?

tea orange: what is something that your muse is fascinated with?

malachite: has your muse ever done anything that they winded up feeling incredibly guilty for in the end?

olive: is your muse prone to feeling envious of others? if yes, what is it that they typically feel envious over?

vermillion: is your muse courageous, or would they consider themselves to be more of a coward?

coral: what is your muse's romantic and sexual orientations?

bougainvillaea: would your muse consider themselves as blunt, or do they beat around the bush instead?

currant: what's something that absolutely disgusts your muse (can be a person, place, thing, ect)?

crimson: how passionate is your muse about the things they love most?

raspberry: what food and/or drink can your muse not get enough of? do they indulge in it often, or is it something reserved for special occasions?

baby blossoms: does your muse have a favorite scent? what is it, and why?

mallow: what sorts of things might remind your muse of those close to them? any scents, objects, sounds?

aubergine: does your muse prefer the day, or are they more of a night-owl?

acacia: how much does it take for your muse to hate someone?

cadmium yellow: what subjects or topics does your muse avoid, because they bring up harmful / painful memories?

honey: when your muse loves someone (whether it be romantic, platonic, or familial love), how do they show it?

chartreuse: if you had to describe your muse with a color, what color would it be and why?

anise: when it comes to self-care, what does your muse do to take care of themselves? do they take care to spend time on it, or do they feel they don't deserve it?

new leaf: what message would your muse send to their past self, if any?

moss: how easily does your muse adapt to any new situations they're thrust into?

silk: does your muse care about appearances much? do they spend a lot of time on their own appearance, or do they just go with the flow each day?

sanguine: does your muse typically have an optimistic, pessimistic, or some middle ground outlook on life?

atoll: if your muse could go anywhere, without any restrictions whatsoever, where would they go? why would they go there?

cool grey: if your muse could ensure one thing for certain in their future to come, what would it be?

black: does your muse have a 'bucket list?' list some things your muse wants to accomplish before they die.

[cittamemes]

In Depth Headcanon Prompts;

[flamedwarrior]

caged-littlebird:

In Depth Headcanon Prompts;

cittamemes:

☠ : Are there any recent/daily thoughts they have about death or dying? ☯ : Do they believe for every darkness there is a lightness? If not, why? ♥ : Name one thing about the way their emotions work that they despise. ☆ : Would they ever wish upon a falling star? If so, what would they wish? ☁ : Describe how they would spend a stormy, overcast/rainy day. ☂ : Storms or clear skies? εжз : What about nature do they find calming? What about nature do they find disagreeable? ☎ : List three or more people they would call out for during an emergency. ☛ : What is their typical response to being given orders? ☢ : Describe a thought or dream that would cause them to have a mental meltdown. ✄ : Are there any reasons why they would ever think of self-harm? If so, what are they? ❤ : Describe a physical action that shows complete trust. ❥ : Describe a verbal way they would express complete trust. ✗ : Explain how they portray feelings of hostility or dislike. ⊗ : What is something that causes them to question themself? ☾ : On a sleepless night, what would they be found doing? ☤ : Is there anything about their health they are continuously on edge about? Something they disregard? ✓ : Name at least two people who can trust them with their life. ❣: Describe a way that will earn affection (whether platonic or romantic) from them. ✖ : Describe a way to make them uneasy or apprehensive. ♆ : Are they prone to violent outbursts or thoughts? ✏ : What are their creative outlets? ✉ : Do they tend to rely on words or actions more? ♡ : Is there a certain scent that brings about nostalgia? If so, describe a memory this scent brings back. ۞: Are there any inner demons they can never seem to get rid of? What are they?