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hiatus for whoever knows how long tbgh feel free to reach out to me through my discord

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will bust out replies for here and wondering muse today before i go to a dinner

#ooc

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Did You Think I Can't Feel? Starters

"I've tolerated a lot, but did you think I can't feel?" "You've pushed me beyond my limits, and I won't stay silent anymore." "You never considered that your actions might hurt me, did you?" "All this time, I've been hiding my feelings, but no more." "I'm not just a wall to absorb your insensitivity. I'm a person with emotions too." "You took advantage of my kindness, but that doesn't mean I don't feel pain." "I may not wear my heart on my sleeve, but that doesn't mean it's invincible." "You never bothered to see the impact of your actions on me, did you?" "I'm not a doormat for you to walk all over. I have feelings, and they're hurting." "Did you ever stop to think about how your words might cut deeper than you realize?" "You treated me like I'm emotionless, but you're the one who's blind to my feelings." "I'm not your emotional punching bag. I've reached my breaking point." "You believed I could endure anything, but you underestimated the pain you caused." "I'm not as unfeeling as you assumed. It's time you see the damage you've done." "You thought I'd never cry, but you were wrong. Your actions have consequences." "I've bottled up so much, but now the truth is pouring out, and you need to hear it." "I've endured your thoughtlessness for too long. It's time for you to face the reality of your actions." "Your ignorance has been my burden for too long. It's time to shatter your illusions." "You never considered that your actions might hurt me emotionally, did you?"

[AWAY] The sender avoids making eye contact, a sign of the emotional pain they've been concealing. [TEARS] The sender fights against the urge to cry, revealing the strain they've been under. [CLOSE] The sender crosses their arms, creating a defensive barrier, indicating they're closing themselves off emotionally. [BREAK] The sender's stoic facade finally cracks, revealing the emotions they've been hiding. [STUMBLE] The sender takes a step back, physically showing the impact of the receiver's actions. [SLUMP] The sender's shoulders droop, reflecting the weight of the emotional burden they've been carrying. [RELEASE] The sender lets out a deep breath, releasing the tension they've been holding in. [TREMBLE] The sender's hand trembles slightly, a physical manifestation of their emotional vulnerability. [FACE] The sender's facial muscles twitch, revealing the emotional strain they've been under. [SOB] The sender can no longer hold back and lets out a sob, exposing the depth of their hurt. [WALK] The sender turns away and walks off.

#ask meme

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@possessedchain asked " You remind me of someone I once knew. It would envy your teeth, I think. "

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An already impossibly wide grin grew showing more of their prized teeth. Another tool for torture it was no entity alteration that Alejandro’s teeth were sharpened like small knives. His one golden eye shone as he puffed up their chest with pride.

“That they should! It takes dedication to turn something as dull as teeth sharp as one of my swords! As much dedication to keep such bothersome pins in one face.” A curious bony hand moved forward slightly showing the priest the impulsiveness of the jailer, but that they had enough mind to keep it in check as it returned back to the chest of the jailer to fidget with their mail armor. Alejandro rarely interacted with the guests who would come into their realm in search of his master. Just glances from a distance or avoidance at most. It wasn’t his business and they weren’t in his way so he didn’t really care but this tall figure with pins was a fairly common sight. One that Alejandro kept in his memories the utter beauty of it….Alejandro could tell the moment he laid eyes on the priest for the first time that they were holy.

“But I think one should be much more envious of your garbs! I’ve been studying them when I see your figure stalk through the halls of our home in search of my master. I’d love to meet the one who designs such things……” Alejandro's hungry eye flows all over the priest studying every curve, pin, and crease of leather. Not in lust but in admiration. Would such things be useful for war? Of course not they’re impracticable to all the heavens and hells but they are a work of art beauty that Alejandro only dreamt of in dreams that would be deemed devil given by his childhood home.

#rp reply #possessedchain #alejandro rp #closed #YES YES YEEES

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😴 let's get uuuuh sleep headcanon for Claudette, Jeff, Gabriel, Elodie and Laurie!

Thematic Headcannon Meme - Open

Laurie - Used to have the perfect sleep schedule! Wonderful the right amount of sleep but also the ability to stay up /sleep in without to much affecting her schedule but after the events of the first movie it has never been the same. It took YEARS for her to sleep without meds and ritualistic checking every nook and cranny in the house twice before she slept. It's fitful now but she still keeps her hand firm around a blade she keeps under her pillow. Claudette - She needs a little something a nice cup of tea or honey milk to settle her down and get he brain ready for sleep she snuggles up in bed and reads or browse plant forums before falling asleep. Occasionally she does a quick wind down yoga session before bed as well. Jeff: He's very much a dad sleeper....he's still to long and he's snoring KLJHKLJHKJH he sleeps okay bouts of mania and artistic inspiration keeps him up at times but other than that he's okay he gets stiff a lot but other than pretty average! Gabriel: Man sleeps like a fucking robot "optimal" positioning at all times EXACTLY wakes up after 7.5 hours unless needed to be up earlier for whatever reason. But he does have sleepless nights where he just stares at the ceiling and have like clone extensional crisis

Elodie: She was a very fitful sleeper in childhood but she grew out of it eventually and settled down. She takes some sleep meds but she tends to just overwork her body and then pass out. She doesn't really drink to many caffeinated drinks she just has a natural "resistance" to the sleepy fatigue and knows how to work around it.(That and she just has an intolerance to caffeine drinks for whatever reason she still hasn't figured it out) Very rarely do you see a 90-100% well rested Elodie most of the time I say she runs about on 60-70% of "good" sleep. She also tends to just lives off of power/micro naps quick little 30 minutes nap maybe even an hour at most through the day. It rare to see her sleep for a full 6-8 hours.

#headcannons #dbd #dead by daylight #elodie rakoto #jeff johansen #gabriel soma #laurie strode #claudette morel

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For real tired of messing around I'm going to respond to at least two rps tomorrow and one ask

#ooc #sorry! my mood and health has been real wonky but tis setteled now!!!

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OKAY ! I got to silly at thanksgiving and only just recovered ! Tomorrow I will post some stuff if not later tonight!

#ooc

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I gotta share the singular DBD HC I have. alejandro is trans masc.

trust he told me frfr 100%

#agreed

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After thanks giving I'll reply to ask and replies! Also- Please like if you'd like to get an rp going with the twins/charlotte! Or reach out to me in dms/discord at Bimbo Barbie

#ooc

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#memes #benedict baker #”the plankton told me” #wtf does that MEAN

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ur ex and his polycule keeps tunneling your ass

#gotta bring this back

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#aes #benedict baker

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Baker didn’t move still frozen but gods that crushing hug….those familiar arms squeezing him so tight it almost felt like he was being put back together. He couldn’t help but squeeze back with similar strength putting his all into hugging them. He was never the type to hold back tears and the gates were opened as his mind was finally empty of voices and memories not his own.

He cried it wasn’t loud but still, the muffled sobs as he squeezed Vigo tightly maybe even tiger than they were squeezing him. He strengthened out lifting Vigo just a bit off the ground swinging them in a clumsy circle.

“Oh you could be so many things Vigo! An illusion a nightmare a dream ! Truth and Lies!“ Just as soon as he started crying he stopped as if on a switch he beamed up at Vigo with a crooked smile just like before.

“For now though you are real! thankfully! Oh I can’t believe I’m back! My wonderful friend did guide me back better or worse! I do fear though the void was rather close eh? It wasn’t a long walk at all! Though I do suppose I’m going to get dragged back into trials aren’t I? Are we still doing them at this point? I hope they haven’t changed to much…..well unless they’re sewing challenges I have gotten pretty good at that.” He smiled pridefully gesturing to his outfit that on close expectation some familiar patterns of other survivor's clothes shone amongst the patchwork. He patted Vigo on the shoulder one last time and gave him a sniff which caused him to pause. He squirmed out from Vigo grip suddenly and began observing him walking around him and sniffing the air.

“You aren’t as stale Vigo…where have you been?”

It’s become more and more obvious that Baker’s mind has not been unscathed he was always a chatter box spacey but something seemed off. He still hasn’t even properly replied to Vigo apology. Branching off onto how Vigo isn’t as “Stale” smelling whatever that might mean.

Vigo was winded by the time they slammed the door open, their workshop was the last spot they could think of that Benedict would be and that assumption payed off as the frazzled man gripped his necklace and stared at the inventor like a deer in the headlights. Vigo felt like he was hearing the voice from underwater as their body and mind fuzzed up.

He's back. He's actually back.

He doesn't look the same, more roughed up....void touched but God the posture, the fact he knows Vigo's last name-

"Who else would I be?" They gasped, and in a couple long strides Vigo closed the distance and hugged the other. A desperate, crushing one; like if they let go of him he might dissapear again. A pitiful noise left their mouth, muffled quickly as Vigo buried their face in the others patched coat while their hands pawed Benedicts back; trying to not let the years of pain bubble up in tears.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry- Mi scuso per tutto- I failed you."

#vigos journal #benedict baker reply #OHAHA #my heart

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@bloodsoakedogre "Now Kazan had not seen this one before, this man who appeared that he was Woven by remnants of- -people? This one also looked like he had been touched by the Void that they all 'graced' of experiencing recently. ....Whatever, whatever this man was made of, he could still bleed."

------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Baker was awe struck by the sheer size of this samurai? (Possibly a specter?) The way they towered over his short stout frame was nothing short but intimidating Baker clung to his cane for support as if it would do anything against this large man. (Though Baker must admit his armor was very high quality! He must have been a powerful warrior before well...this) He laughed nervously taking a step back from the imposing form. "I take it you're not a fellow survivor heh...." He studied the armor more trying to place the era it came from....perhaps the Muromachi period? The flame of fear was sputtered out as curiosity over took Baker his fatal fall. "I apologize dear uh samurai! It's been awhile since I've studied up must forgive me but...your armor is it from the Muromachi period? Or perhaps Kamakura?" The step he took back was reversed as he stepped a little closer to study the armor but quickly took it back realizing he was getting to ahead of himself to eager for knowledge yet again. "Oh! Sorry I uh should probably run huh?"

#benedict baker reply #bloodsoakedogre #Baker yes you should run

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Ocean Vuong, from On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous

#musings #benedict baker

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Haven't you had enough of being unfound? Don't smoke screens take their tax on your lungs?

- The Nation's Saddest Love Poems, Sam J. Grudgings

#musings #the prisoner #teehee :3c secret muse musings

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(closed starter for @vigos-journal Happy one year!)

He couldn’t stop moving his body and mind driven by a fever as he adjusted to being….back…back here in the woods that he left what felt like an eternity ago. He saw flashes of ghost memories reconnecting and resurfacing dancing over his vision confusing him as panic filled his chest. He smiled widely seeing an old friend her wild hair was unmistakable. “Nikki oh gosh it’s me I’m ba-” When he reached out the illusion was broken the image of his friend dissipated he pressed his hands to his eyes blocking his vision making lights appear from behind his lids from the force he was pressing against them almost painful.

“Gods Baker! Get yourself together….you need to calm down you need to find the fire and find someone real! The fire the fire remember the fire…”

Baker took a shaky anxiety-driven breath as he stood back up and with a panic stride he began pushing through the brush ignoring the path letting his broken mind lead him ignoring the foggy memories that invaded his vision. Whisps of old friends and foes danced in the shadows as he became more panicked and overwhelmed trying to cope with the fact he’s managed to find his way back here. What does that mean for him? Is this even real? Has he finally lost his mind? Is he dying? Are these just flashes before death before the void consumes you?

It can’t be….no he must find the fire or the- his soul froze. His mind and body came to a screeching halt as he looked at a place all too familiar the lab. A place he knew better than any campsite or realm here in the fog. He was frozen for all but a few moments as he made a mad dash to the building which seemed a little worse for wear….He fumbled with the door knob before he finally turned it the right way a miracle it was unlocked and he burst in.

The place was as messy as it ever was if not even more so. He inhaled the air as the familiar scent of chemicals and paper filled his nose a comforting scent that eased his mind ever so slightly. Yes. This was real but the shadows of the lab danced just as they did in the fog slowly replaying memories foggy shadows of him and….Vigo working together in the lab, joking, and eating what scraps they’ve found. Baker turned wildly grasping at the shadows begging for any of them to be real as tears filled his eyes staining his face as his throat closed with panicked breathing. Papers and notes flew about as he chased these illusions of past experiences waiting for any of them to be real.

“Please please! I’m back where are you please! I’m so sorry! I just need to touc-” 

He heard the door slam open and he whipped around his eyes wide showing nothing but pure panic as he laid eyes on…him! Baker rubbed his eyes to make the shadows stopped to see him as he was. How their white streaks have gotten bigger their clothes have changed drastically too but..he could tell this was real. Baker reached out instinctively for a moment before retreating back anxiously clutching the pendent at his neck.

“V-vigo? Giovanni?”

He didn’t know what else to say his mind stuttering trying to follow a million different train tracks of thoughts. That are all colliding at once creating a devastating wreckage. hHe whipped at the tears in his eyes to clear his vision even better.

“Is that you?”

#rp reply #vigos journal #benedict baker