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ladytrollfishes · 4 years
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Blood by MCR for Download. (this is jokes)
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You joke but it’s definitely a download song now.
Like are you kidding. It’s just the right amount of irreverent shit about gross and terrible things, not to mention slightly bitter about his position in life??
He is the kind of human (troll) wreckage that you love!! He knows it. You know it. Why not sing it????
Also it’s now download’s favorite song. It’s the exact sort of shit eating irony that makes him dress up as a drinker in the first place. And additionally it’s about drinking blood. Double irony.
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ladytrollfishes · 4 years
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Chelsea Wolfe: Iron Moon (Daginy?)
Which of my muses the song gives me vibes for 💃🏽
Not really Daginy actually, though I def see where you’re coming from. I’d put this more in the Aubade camp tbh? The sound of mournful soloists bemoaning the state of the the world and their heart is a more romantic thing than most of Daginy vibes? Daginy vibes get poetic and dark, but not usually romantic. Cress and Lyrian, on the other hand, are full drama, they are the main characters of the mainline opera, full on, constantly.
Which of my muses the lyrics are most relatable for 🎼
HM. Probably honestly Lyrian, about the loss of her signmate and how she feels about that kick back reaction to loss being- WELL NEVER AGAIN. She did immediately renege on that after cress happened tho.
Daginy feels pretty strongly for and about people and that’s a big part of who they want to be and why they do what they do, they’d never consider their heart an empty tomb or refuse to see it again.
Which of my muses would personally listen to this song 🎧
Probably Cress? Again, very romantic, soulful stuff, the sort of thing she’d put on when she wants to lose herself in her breakup feels. 3:’(
Too much bass for Lyrian tho.
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ladytrollfishes · 4 years
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Like a Mountain, by Timber Timbre!
Which of my muses the song gives me vibes for 💃🏽
Ehhhhh. I dont really have much of a troll thats got a folksy sort of vibe?
Which of my muses the lyrics are most relatable for 🎼
Probably magnia actually? Poor kid loves like a brick. Lots of feeling, no subtly, and not terribly healthy for it to be thrown at you.
Which of my muses would personally listen to this song 🎧
Dags strikes me as the sort that would listen to folksy stuff while they sat out on stake out or a long trip or something.
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ladytrollfishes · 4 years
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Planetary GO! by My Chemical Romance!
Which of my muses the song gives me vibes for 💃🏽
This is a very Herlyn song. You know it’s a herlyn song. It’s bouncy! It’s upbeat!
Which of my muses the lyrics are most relatable for 🎼
I think. Herlyn probably also finds this relatable. She’s not actually that much of a get up and take charge sort? She likes following someone with a plan, but she sure likes the idea of kicking down doors and change the world.
Which of my muses would personally listen to this song 🎧
I think it’s cheating if I say Herlyn. Again. Idk ok. It’s got a nice good beat and a decent amount of bass which means she probably likes it. Plus its got the line ‘if my velocity starts to make you sweat” which she probably vibes with real good
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ladytrollfishes · 4 years
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Blame it on the Kids by AViVA!
Which of my muses the song gives me vibes for 💃🏽
Most moodier shit gives me Daginy vibes ngl. Especially shit about responsibility and culpability.
Which of my muses the lyrics are most relatable for 🎼
Also daginy...... Like. Running out of options? Quietly taking the blame from circumstances outside your control? The desire to take hold of your life and create your own meaning for it? Daginy feels that. Daginy feels that hard.
Which of my muses would personally listen to this song 🎧
You know I havent really thought about the musical tastes of my characters very much? Is it cheating if I also say Daginy. They seem like the sort to like slightly lower energy tunes, with lyrics that speak to them.
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ladytrollfishes · 4 years
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Send me a song and I’ll tell you:
Which of my muses the song gives me vibes for 💃🏽
Which of my muses the lyrics are most relatable for 🎼
Which of my muses would personally listen to this song 🎧
Bonus points if you tell me which muse of mine the song reminds YOU of so we can compare notes 😋 🎶 🧐
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ladytrollfishes · 4 years
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reblog this with a ref of your troll and ill draw you a little sketch ✌️
i will probably do the first three, bonus points if you have a faceclaim.
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ladytrollfishes · 4 years
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hey. Guess Who. 
reblog this with a ref of your troll and ill draw you a little sketch ✌️
i will probably do the first three, bonus points if you have a faceclaim.
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ladytrollfishes · 5 years
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I’m tied to so many things I don’t need to do 
I’ll loosen my strings to feel more like you
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ladytrollfishes · 5 years
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Hey Like This Post if You Wanna RP
Gonna dust off the blog a bit and like..... actually use it to find ppl to rp with! Got tons of followers who i haven’t talked to at all. I know shit’s hard sometimes so to make it easy as possible- like this post if you’re interested. 
Current mains are Daginy, smol hemoanon rebel mastermind and Cresce, imperial interrogator and social busy body. 
Also as reminder, I don’t rp with minors! 
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ladytrollfishes · 5 years
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glowtrolls‌:
“I think I get it now”, you tell them, and fidget. “Is it a general thing?” You don’t know how to ask ‘Are you uncomfortable with what I do?’ without making things worse for them.
But it’s a pretty important question, and you’ll have to ask it sooner or later.
Before you can, though, Ceylon is back with an infusion bag. She shuts the door behind her, holding said bag up so both of you can see it, almost triumphant. “We still had this in stock”, she states. “The first half in three chunks, with fifteen minutes in between. The second half gradually over an hour.”
“Can I do that too?”, you ask, which earns you a weird look.
You hesitate when he does, suddenly catching on to the subtext with his own choices and career and you shake your head. You never hated going to the mediculler so badly before, it’s just... 
 The mediculler returns, holding up a clear bag of the medicine.
Your expression sours again, as you realize what exactly the treatment entails. Sitting in this room for nearly two hours, attached to a bag. Great. 
Your lip curls again, but when Fleurs volunteers to administer the medicine, you look at him in surprise. Something to be suspicious of? ....that’s just paranoia speaking, you’re pretty sure. 
You trust Fleurs more than you trust the strange mediculler, even if you don’t  know exactly what’s  in those bags. She’s got no reason to do anything weird to you, you don’t think, unless there’s some sort of shady experiment going on you don’t  know about. Maybe you should have done more research on her before you came but... 
but.... there’s nothing you can really do about it now. You need to get treated. 
However, you can still scowl at the bag. 
Fleurs: Infection
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ladytrollfishes · 5 years
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Right, Don brought it with them. That’s good.
Ceylon takes the fungicide from them, turning it around to scan the label. “Mm”, she hums, and disappears through the door, bottle in hand.
Which leaves you alone with Don for a moment - but you’re really not sure what to say. Or, really, if they even want to talk. So you don’t.
The mediculler disappears behind the door without a second glance and as soon as she does, the tension more or less just bleeds from your shoulders.
You slide down the wall, your legs somewhat unwilling to keep you up, as you take a deep breath.
Then you look at Fleurs, whom you just about forgot was still there and you flush a little. He saw all of that.
“I- I told you I hated going to the mediculler, you whisper quietly, feeling self conscious.
Fleurs: Infection
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ladytrollfishes · 5 years
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glowtrolls‌:
“Thank you”, she hisses, handing the stethoscope to them. She then proceeds to give them instructions on how and where to move it.
She doesn’t even seem to register the backing up, or even the hissing. You, on the other hand, are do, and it makes you feel a little lost.
All you can really do is make sure that you stay in Don’s field of vision, but still ready to step in whenever it’s needed. What you would actually do, you’re not sure.
“No fluid buildup”, Ceylon declares. “You just have to cough this out. But you need an infusion for the fungicide. What brand was it?”
You keep your eyes fixed on the mediculler as she listens, though you dutifully move the cold stethoscope as she asks.
She’s standing too close for comfort and you’re sure she can hear the pounding of your pumper as you tense up.
But she just says your lungs are clear and you just need an infusion so you pull the stethoscope off or your chest and more or less throw it away from you.
She asks for the brand and this time, you pull the can of fungicide out and show it to her. Hopefully this is the last she has to touch you and you can finally be on your way.
Fleurs: Infection
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ladytrollfishes · 5 years
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Not the containers. You only just bought them, and they were so practical… And also full of fungus, you guess. “Okay”, you just tell them, rubbing your face. “That’s reasonable.”
Don asks Ceylon if she can go through their shirt - you guess that might be where the shoe is pressing, but you almost can’t hear that thought through how loud and long she sighs. 
“I might miss something”, she explains, strained. “I can’t risk that, please push it up. If you want”, she sounds annoyed, “You can also take the stetoscope. I won’t even touch you or look at you.”
The mediculler sounds annoyed as she pushes you to roll up your shirt and your lip curls instinctively with a hiss as you press your back up against the wall, and cough violently.
You know this isn’t rational at all, but you can barely help it. Being shut in this room with a stranger whose job is to examine you, fix you- it makes every hair stand on end, with your skin crawling.
It’s only after she offers not to be ouch or look at you that you swallow hard and offer your hand for the stethoscope.
Fleurs: Infection
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ladytrollfishes · 5 years
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“Plastic smoke?” You look to Don, surprised. Is that what happened to your ablution trap? …What happened to it, exactly?
“Alright”, sighs the mediculler, and steps closer to them. “Skin looks pallid”, she declares, and grabs for a stethoscope from a drawer. “Can you lift up your shirt for me? And do you know which brand it was?”
Fleurs gives you a weird look and you duck your head.
“Burned your containers,” you murmur at him before the mediculler steps in closer and you back up as she declares you’re pale.
You breathe again as she steps away but it’s short lived as she asks you to lift your shirt, and you fall silent, struggling with the urge to press yourself into the corner and snarl.
Your snarls aren’t exactly impressive either. You flap a hand in her direction.
“C-can’t you just- just go through my shirt?” You ask through gritted teeth.
Fleurs: Infection
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ladytrollfishes · 5 years
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The mediculler barely looks at you, which you’re fine with, as she leads you all the way down to the small doctors room, and your skin crawls when she closes the door and looks at you.
Fleurs is here with you too, which is the only thing that’s keeping you from backing into a corner and hissing when she asks you a question.
“Fungicide,” you say stiffly, still standing by the door. “Breathed some in. And plastic smoke.”
Sure you could just give the mediculler the bottle of stuff you used but you could also stand there like an unwilling lump too.
Fleurs: Infection
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ladytrollfishes · 5 years
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glowtrolls‌:
The mediculler’s name is Ceylon, and she really does have her hands full.
Thankfully, you managed to text her on time for her break, and she told you to come in on the same day.
You meet her in a safehouse, not far from the city center and disguised as a normal hive. The troll who opens the door to you is half a head taller than you, hemoanonymous, with her hair buzzed into a mohawk, but put into a flat bun. She’s also, most importantly, smiling when she sees you.
“Come on in”, she greets you, before she looks Don up and down. “You too.” You look to Don, seeing if they’re alright with this.
It’s a safe house. It’s clearly a safe house, with the subtle guards up in the windows, the threshold lined with the thin aluminum that would hide magnetic locks.
Good for keeping people out. Or people in.
The fact that you know what you’re getting into makes this worse. You know you’re being slightly irrational but you can’t help scanning the mediculler up and down, checking for any exits you can bolt for. You find the former disturbingly typical- the perfect picture of what you’d think a rebel doctor would look like- and the latter understandably, but upsettingly lacking.
You cough. It’s starting to sound worse- your lungs are starting to feel sore even without coughing and you have to brace yourself against the door frame to keep yourself upright.
You really have to go in before things get worse.
You give Fleurs a somewhat sour glance before you slink inside silently.
Fleurs: Infection
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