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;; i still need a battle couple dynamic for mic. bonus points if it includes immortal/mortal as well
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“If you want to kiss me, first you have to bring me the head of my enemy or a pizza.”
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WHAT TYPE OF ROMANTICISM ARE YOU ?
deep romanticism
mindlessly shared space, automatic glances, overwhelming warmth: you're deep romanticism. deep romanticism consists of pure comfort and belonging, the complete intertwining of two souls. it's growing into a shape that fits perfectly in the arms of another, it's asking questions you already know the answer to, just to hear the way they pronounce those words again, it's admiring their face as they sleep pressed against you, admiring the same face you study as they talk about whatever they're fond of that week, yet finding new things to love, even after years of doing so. you're most likely an old and pure soul, and anyone would be so incredibly lucky to have you. just remember that emotional and romantic depth is not the end goal, enjoy your journey rather than focusing on a certain point of achievement along the way. love in uncertainty, sit in unfamiliarity.
"we'll survive, you and i" - f. scott fitzgerald
tagged by : stole it from @pcachlovc
tagging : @musesthroughtheages (aine) @battleguqin @blind--magic @ghoulishundertakings @smashingmirrcrs and anyone else
#(breathing life into the skin and the dirt) lin ming hc#will i ever focus on another muse???#ship; ❄️🌙🌱#it's them as well#shared stories; dash games
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Which Specific Character Archetype Are You?
the Lionheart.
The loyal one, the stubborn one, the one who fights for others. The guarder, the watcher, the brave, foolish, valiant person who is not the same person by the end of the story.
Sister Winter.
A cold, bitter person, who was once naive but learned fast. Resilient, chilly, melancholy. A person waiting for spring.
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tagging: @musesthroughtheages @modestmuses @oplitis @onewiththeglow @bystcrdust and anyone else!
#(breathing life into the skin and the dirt) lin ming hc#(couldn't help but break into a smile) xiao xingchen hc#lmao i'm laughing at these answers honestly#i did song lan too and his answer was like. almost fitting? but anyway.#you can tell who i have the most muse for RIP#them and mic#but mic's was waaaaaay off#shared stories; dash games
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@musesthroughtheages asked: “ if i hurt you , it’s not my fault . i warned you . ” [Aine to Mercy]
There are times when Mercy wonders if Aine expects her to leave, to decide that it’s too much, that she’s too complicated, and give up. If reminding her that she’s a lot of work, she’ll be able to head off any hurt that might come.
And Mercy gets it; she gave up on her family’s approval a long time ago, telling herself over and over that it didn’t matter even though sometimes it felt like the only thing that mattered at all.
“You did warn me and despite all the warnings, I’m not worried. I’ll keep saying that until you believe me, even if you never do,” she said. Mercy had plenty of time. “So you don’t worry about me, alright?”
- angsty quotes meme
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theperfectpsychic:
Starter for @storiestotell !!
“Hey, Jihiko. Have you been keeping safe? Uhhhh, what a surprise, right? Guess no one ever expects it to happen in their city,” He’s nervous over how obvious it is that he hasn’t been getting good sleep lately, or how bad he is at making this sound casual with only a touch of concern.
Adapting to an organization of over the top villains giving their shot at commandeering the ENTIRE WORLD is one thing. But this is more realistically brutal than that and though he’d tried to make light of one aspect of it, there really was nothing to laugh about.
“Actually, I suppose I don’t know that you live in this city..” Just considering the unimportant things, too.
Part of her wasn’t surprised things had gotten this bad; Jihiko knew all about the things in this world that were dangerous and scary. After all, to most people, she is one of them. But she shakes that thought off and gives him a smile, worry crossing her face for a moment. She’s a good judge of when people are tired, comes with the territory of working twelve hour shifts.
“I’m fine. I am. There’s been a few of the attack victims brought into the hospital and people are talking but I suppose that’s normal. Someone said it was aliens.” She laughs, a little shaky but there.
“But yes, I do live here,” she says, pointing off into the distance. Her apartment building isn’t visible from here, not by a long way. “How about you? Are you doing alright?”
#theperfectpsychic#thread; jihiko#i have no idea what i'm doing but i'm doing it!#she's trying to decide if it's rude to be like 'i'm a nurse and you look like crap let me help'
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Bread and Soup and Cat Weather ’パンとスープとネコ日和 ’ (2013)
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@musesthroughtheages asked: “ it’s not an easy thing to admit when you’re wrong , and that’s why i won’t do it . ” [Mist to Song Lan]
“. . .I see.”
The words were drawn out, as if Song Zichen couldn’t figure out if Mist was being serious or joking. After a moment of observing their stubborn posture, he decided they were being serious. His mouth twitched slightly. They were stubborn but that didn’t phase him.
“Do you think that’s an admission of weakness, then? To not do something because it’s hard?” he asked, working to keep his tone as gentle as possible, not wanting to upset them but wanting to point out the flaw in their logic. “If admitting you were wrong is a hard thing to do then it takes strength. I don’t think there’s any shame in that.”
- angsty quotes meme
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(MOSTLY) ANGSTY DRABBLE PROMPTS | QUOTES FROM PINTEREST .
“ i don’t want us to be strangers again . ”
“ i am a horrible person and i don’t know how to change , not even for you . ”
“ if i hurt you , it’s not my fault . i warned you . ”
“ i want to forget everything about you , so i can get to know you all over again . ”
“ it was nice to hear your voice again . ”
“ please don’t forget me and all the things we did . ”
“ maybe someday we will be two people meeting again for the first time . ”
“ nothing makes me happier and nothing makes me sadder than you . ”
“ i am so tired of their stories . let’s write our own . ”
“ sorry i’m so hard to deal with sometimes . ”
“ i like it when you smile . ”
“ i hope you understand how much our little talks mean to me . ”
“ you’re beginning to feel less like a friend and more like home . ”
“ how can i tell you the truth when i don’t know which version you want to hear ? ”
“ if i don’t leave now , i will never get away . ”
“ i broke my own heart before you could do it for me . ”
“ in loving me, you hold a knife at my throat. in loving you, i tell you exactly where to cut. ”
“ i’d never lie to you . ”
“ it’s not an easy thing to admit when you’re wrong , and that’s why i won’t do it . ”
“ please don’t leave me alone again . ”
“ the horror you have seen is not who you are . ”
“ why do good intentions always turn out bad ? ”
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;; who wants to plot some stuff with me? i really want to get back into the swing of things and get some relationships of all sorts going.
#|™| out of stories#i'm begging#i'm just. feeling really insecure.#i keep trying to reach out to people.#idk.
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musesthroughtheages:
The guess is unexpected enough to surprise him into slack-jawed silence for a moment, and then raucous laughter. He couldn’t possibly let her go off on her own now, now when she was so quick to give back as well as she got.
“No, no, not lovers. Definitely not. I knew him, as well as anyone, but I always had my heart set on someone else,” Wei Wuxian explained, still grinning even as he waved his hand dismissively. “Besides, he was a terrifying legend years and years ago–how old do you think I am? I would have been too young for him.”
That was a bit unfair of a point to use, but it was true, at least as far as the story went. In light of everything else, the years he skipped were hardly notable.
She tried to be serious for a moment but his laughter was contagious and Nocome ended up dissolving into a fit giggles. When he stopped laughing long enough to give his explanation, Nocome sobered up as well though her expression remained slightly unconvinced. Something didn’t quite add up but Nocome wasn’t sure what.
“I mean, if he lived that long ago, how do you even know what he looked like? Maybe those drawings are accurate,” she said, leaning forward and warming her hands. She grinned. “But alright, I’ll take your word. Maybe if you tell me what he looked like I could do an accurate sketch.”
Humans weren’t her favored subject but Nocome was good at visualizing things in her mind. Besides, it would help pass the time.
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;; tag drop
#the frost; song lan appearance#the frost; song lan aes#the moon; xiao xingchen appearance#the moon; xiao xingchen aes#gentle breeze; xiao xingchen musing#cold snow; song lan musing#(couldn't help but break into a smile) xiao xingchen hc#(kindness with a firm touch) song lan hc#let me just. slip on the clown shoes.#|™| out of stories
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musesthroughtheages:
“Speaking from personal experience, it ends with you dying, one way or another. Their hands, your hands, someone else’s resentment…it doesn’t really matter, does it? The result’s the same. All you can do is buy time.”
At some point as they spoke, his flute had slipped into his hands, for comfort if nothing else, and Wei Wuxian pointed it her way now. “But you know, it’s not the energy itself, it’s the use. Or at least, I think so, if you’re smart about it. You say you don’t want anyone to control you–if they did stop, could you?”
“I’ve almost died before.”
The memory of those creatures crawling out of the darkness and attacking the caravan were still fresh, vivid. For a moment, she had wanted to die herself, but years of barely hidden rage had broken free instead. Mic couldn’t even swear that those who had survived the initial attack on the caravan hadn’t been killed by her moments later. Her eyes went to his flute, fingers twitching to reach for her weapon but she didn’t. Not yet.
“I stopped with your kids, didn’t I? If they stopped, what reason would I have to hurt anyone? Don’t get me wrong, it’s fun and some people deserve it but if it’s between being bored and having a bunch of pretentious assholes with swords show up, I know what I’d pick,” she said.
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@modestmuses asked: ❄ for our muses to enjoy the first snow of winter (snufkin & lin ming, he wasn't in the inbox call but i got inspired-)
Winter was never Lin Ming’s favorite season.
She liked the blooming life of spring, the lushness of summer, the fall harvest; winter had always seemed so desolate, harder to survive. But there was a beauty in it, she could see that. The way the snow clung to the branches and coated them, turning the trees white. How light glinted off the show, making it sparkle like a bunch of stars. Lin Ming snorted to herself.
I’m getting all poetic about it, she thought.
Turning to her companion, she tugged on his sleeve to get his attention before beginning to sign, a grin on her face, << Do you think that’s the kind of snow that’s good for making snowballs? >>
- winter themed memes
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magicalmultimuse:
Jay was about to say something along the lines of ‘did I stutter’ when the woman asked for the first-aid kit. So he just shrugs and goes to get it. Taking a moment to peer out the window, flipping the closed sign over, and pulling down the blinds. He didn’t need anyone else wandering in while this was going on.
“Well, that sounds rather rude of them.” Jay hums, placing the first-aid kit on the counter for her. Salt in an open wound hurt, he knew that. Digging around under the counter for a couple moments, he pops back up with a bowl, a couple bottles of water, and a bandana he didn’t mind having to throw out. “Must not like you very much then, right?”
Snorting, a look of annoyance crossed Mic’s face.
“You can say that again. I didn’t even do anything. I was minding my own business,” she said. Hunters were a reality of life and to a point, Mic understood it; plenty of demons went around causing all sorts of havoc. But something about being hated for what she was instead of what she had done rankled with her. It was unpleasant. She eyed the water bottles for a moment.
“You said magic, right? There’s not Holy water or something in here, is there? I’m just not in the mood, if you take my meaning.”
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;; if we have a thread and you’d like to keep it, please go ahead and like this!
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pcachlovc:
Tilts head a little uncomfortably for how he’s crouched to read the writing on the upside - ah. “I travel the world documenting plants, it’s…” Not exactly his job, not exactly his life - “Something I do.” Slowly, given the fact that she’s still holding on to the broom and could still CHOOSE to knock him at anytime, reaches back into his bag to fish out a hastily bound book. Not ALL of his work is here, of course - just the plants compiled in this mortal realm. He holds the book out to her, flipping through it quickly, showing a glimpse of annotated drawings and horrible handwriting.
“I haven’t seen anything like this in the other realms.” Babbles by way of explanation, aware it’s probably strange to mention whole other realms - but he’s too excited about the plant to worry too much about how the girl is going to take it - “What IS it?”
One eyebrow raises, the suspicion still lingering on her face. He seems mostly harmless and Lin Ming is itching to explain her plants, to maybe even gain some knowledge herself. She can make an exception this time. What could it hurt? She gives a short nod of understanding, deciding not to pry further for the moment. Kneeling and setting the broom to the side, Lin Ming gestures to the plant.
<< It’s a pepper plant that I grafted to a maple tree, >> she writes in the dirt with a finger, not caring that she’s getting dirty. << The sapling was doing well but the pepper plant was struggling. I thought that it might work and it did. >>
#pcachlovc#thread; lin ming#i can't remember what verse i put this in RIP#i could look but also i'm lazy
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