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Eᴠᴇɴ Mᴏʀᴇ Iɴᴄᴏʀʀᴇᴄᴛ Qᴜᴏᴛᴇs Gᴇɴᴇʀᴀᴛᴏʀ!

Send in ✏️ and I’ll use this (improved) incorrect quote generator featuring both our muses! (please remember to specify how many muses/which muses for multimuses!)

#ask meme

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Noticing Trauma sentence starters

Feel free to alter dialogue to suit your muse!

“That really spooked you.” 

“I don’t want to pry, but.. I want you to know I also want to listen, if you want someone to talk to.” 

“Well, pretend I’m not here. What would you say if nobody could hear it?” 

“Does this happen a lot?” 

“Hey, what happened between you two?” 

“When is the last time you ate?”

“Is this okay?” 

“Hey.” 

“This is the third meal you’ve missed this week, are you okay?” 

“[Name]?” 

“What did he/she/they do?” 

“This … hurts you.” 

“You don’t feel safe, here.” 

“When you look at [trigger], you… what is that?” 

“What can I do?” 

“You were crying in your sleep.” 

“What do you dream about?” 

“Whenever you get stressed, you do this thing with your hands. What is it?” 

“You’re right, I don’t understand, yet. Will you help me?” 

“Should I leave a light on for you?” 

“I brought you some water.” 

“I won’t judge you.” 

“It doesn’t have anything to do with trust. You don’t have to tell me. But I’ll listen, if you do.” 

“Count your breaths with me, okay? Ready? One, two, three, four…” 

“I’m here.” 

“Talk to me.” 

“You don’t need to tell me everything. I just want to know how I can help.” 

“Let me hold your hair back, at least.” 

“You used to love that [item].” 

#ask meme #((I'm gonna try to be on tomorrow after work!))

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{how are you ruined?}

ruined by trauma you cannot get over the past. you are constantly remembering, never forgetting. you cant live in the moment because the moment is not what brought you here. you are birthed, raised, and killed in the past. you will never get over what was done to you, be it big or be it small. you cannot escape what you refuse to confront.

{what do you need}

Safety so, you're escaping into daydreams, made up worlds and the past that never could be as sweet as you wished it to be. little thing wrapping your scarf around your face so the prying eyes and shifting hands won't take the last of your being away. you're probably stressed, feeling entrapped in your situation as it appears to be- wishing to bury your pains so deep it will stop hurting, ready to run from it as fast as one suffocating soul could

{How do you need to be loved?}

Carefully, like a gentle rain on dry Earth You've been left beaten down and by someone you really trusted and loved, so now love doesn't come easy for you. You want it to. You want to love and be loved, but you're not sure you remember how. So you need someone else to take the lead. They have to be gentle and sweet and patient. They have to watch out for you, and make sure youre doing okay, because most days you feel a little fragile, if not totslly shattered. But someone will come along who will put those pieces back together again.

{what horror trope are you?}

the ancient evil they have wronged you. perhaps, once, you were something powerful– something to be looked at with adoration and worship and fear. but time does not yield to you, and when you lay to sleep, you awake to find yourself forgotten. your rage is insatiable. no matter what, you will make sure they do not forget this time.

{what does your heart look like?}

a cage with iron locks You are an enigma. You take care to remain that way. You aim to keep people guessing; your motives are uncertain even to yourself. What is it you truly want? You’ll never know if you keep your heart locked away like that. You deserve to be known, truly and fully. Stop being afraid of what you might find if you open your heart up to self-reflection. Stop thinking that no one will love you the moment they understand you. You are more than the facade you put on.

#quiz | lore #((I did all these for lupa and maya already and wanted to do 'em for lore too!))

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You are allowed to send antagonizing anons about my muse

(i was gonna put this on my rp blog last night, but i decided to make it a post on here so anyone else who likes antagonistic anons can reblog it as well without borking my notifs)

people are allowed to send anons about what goes on on my blog and the circle of blogs that interact with me, this includes trying to get under my muses skin or tell them the hard truths about what is happening, or even about their fellow friends and enemies!

berate them for putting up with something dumb, point out flaws in someone's story, mention how something they believe is not the truth, do it, have fun!

just be sure that the antagonistic anon you sent is directed at the muse, not the mun, and make sure to read the rules of the blog you wish to send anons to, some antagonizing might be seen as godmodding and will go unanswered or blocked.

#psa

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The crack in Noah's expression and stance immediately broke any edge Lore had, and her own posture loosened. She dropped her gaze as her throat tightened with a mixture of grief and guilt, and she slowly turned her focus away to the quinjet that stood idle nearby. She didn't wish to hurt him - didn't wish to break an already broken soul - but...

What else was she supposed to do? Lying would only make things worse.

With a stifled sigh, she slipped her earbud out of her ear - knowing it was a pointless excuse to try and play up - and put it back into her pocket. But she still couldn't get herself to meet Noah's pained eyes. Couldn't see the way his face had drained of color. She had seen active combat - had seen people die in front of her more times than she cared to count. Had felt the pain of losing those she had considered family, but this...

Being considered insane wasn't the only reason why she kept private with her ability. It was the heartbreak that followed the revelation. The pain that she caused.

"I'm not lying to you," Lore said, though her voice was softer now. Not... gentle, in a condescending way, but... quiet, as if afraid if she spoke to loud something else would shatter. She forced herself to look over to Larsa, to take note of the hurt and confusion clouding the boy's expression, before she finally turned back to Noah. Her gaze apologetic and... weary.

But his submission had been unexpected, and she shifted uncomfortably. She was not one to shy away from asserting herself - from proving herself and taking control when the situation allowed, but this... She didn't want to have any sort of control or power over Noah, and she almost felt sick with the idea of hanging this information over his head.

"There's no need to beg." Her voice was still quiet, but... a little more firm. More encouraging - as if to implore him to stand. As a silent promise that she was not going to cause him more agony than he already felt. "I promise I am not lying to you when I say this, but Larsa is here with you. He has been for some time, if I were to guess."

The boy's nod confirmed that.

"I don't blame you if you don't believe me," she continued to say, though her voice never raised in volume. Her heart only growing heavier with each word she spoke. "I can describe him to you if you want, or you can ask him anything and I can tell you what he says, but... I was hoping to figure out a better way to talk to you about him." Because, for once, she truly did plan on telling someone about the ghost that followed. She owed it to Larsa, at the very least, for ignoring him in the beginning. "I... only just started to talk to him, but--"

"I needed to know what happened to him," Larsa interrupted - as if knowing what she was about to say. "He just... disappeared one day, and I... I couldn't move on without knowing what became of him." His voice was choked with grief, but more for Gabranth. It was disturning seeing someone as strong and as proud as he so vulnerable, and...

He hated there was nothing he could do to make him see him.

Lore swallowed thickly and shifted her jaw as she lifted her head. Her gaze turning up toward the ceiling as she struggled to ignore the ache in her heart. "He needed to know what happened to you after you disappeared."

It had been such a strange way for Larsa to learn Gabranth's given name. Never before had he heard the name Noah until he followed him to this place. Everyone here seemed to call him that and so he supposed it was correct, but never once in Archadia had he ever said that was his name. It made Larsa wonder why he kept it so hidden.

It was fair enough to Larsa that Gabranth's own behavior would dictate how this nice woman reacted to him. All he could do was hope that his dear guardian could keep his temper in check. He'd always been so controlled around the other Judge Magisters, and around Vayne, but sometimes Gabranth lost control when he was alone. Larsa had heard plenty of time through his office door the shattering or banging of items, only to be let inside after a knock to discover a perfectly calm Gabranth... with a trashed office. Hopefully that temper would not unleash itself now.

"He told me."

No words could have derailed Noah's anger as quickly and thoroughly as those. His stern and strong exterior immediately cracked, and for a moment he couldn't response. Only the emotion in his eyes and the way his throat moved as he swallowed hard were any indication of where his head was at. The color drained from his face and his mind froze with the bottleneck of thought racing through it.

Don't lie to me, he wanted to say, but the words wouldn't come. She wasn't lying, he knew that. How else could she have known Larsa's name? Don't tell me that, he also wanted to say. Please don't tell me that he's been around me this whole time, and not at rest, but he knew it was true. Deep down, he knew the boy's ghost was following him. He'd been sensing something, and now he knew what it was. Who it was. And why should he not be haunted by the one person who had trusted and depended upon him the most, who no doubt lost his life because he wasn't there to protect him? I am no better than Basch, leaving those I should have protected to the cruelty of the world.

Larsa watched Gabranth's face with great concern. He'd expected stoicism, or coldness, or even anger, but this? This was disturbing. Not knowing what to say at this moment and forgetting entirely that Noah couldn't hear him anyway, Larsa was silent, looking between them at a loss.

Noah's jaw was clenched so tightly he thought he might crush his teeth into a powder. Despite that clenching, which he somehow hoped would be enough to literally physically hold in his own tears, his eyes welled up. He stood there for a long moment, looking almost as if he'd been struck on the head and lost all sense of situational awareness. Then, all of the sudden, he looked downward with a submissiveness Larsa was not at all used to seeing from him. "Tell me. I beg you," was all he whispered, for she had said he would need to listen. He was terrified of what she would say, and yet he knew he owed it to Larsa to hear it.

#tarnishedxknight #m; lore sattler

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— taylor swift, from my tears ricochet; folklore

#musings | lore #musings | lupa

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@tarnishedxknight - continued from here

There was a pang of guilt in Lore's chest when she saw the way Larsa's eyes lit up at the mention of Archadia, and a part of her wished she said nothing of it at all. "I'm afraid I've only heard of it in passing," she said gently. "But I know Noah was from there. With the way you've been followin' him around, I figured you knew him."

That... shouldn't have been a surprise to Larsa, but the grief and disappointment he felt still threatened to swallow him. He had hoped, even if for a brief moment, that his home had not been completely forgotten. That some still knew of it. That it was not just him and Gabranth--

"I see," he said, and did his best to shake off his grief. "Gabranth had been my mentor and guardian. I was--"

He cut himself off when he heard Gabranth approaching, and Lore quietly swore under her breath when she spotted him. Fucking 'course he shows up, she thought irritably, and lifted her chin.

This was not how she wanted this night to go.

"Depends on how he acts, kid," Lore muttered, but... couldn't hold it against Noah for looking angry. She would be too, if she overheard someone speaking of people they should not know. Still, she wasn't one to be easily cowed, and she stepped back so she could lean against her desk as she crossed her arms over her chest. "I know. There's not that many people who can see ghosts like you."

It felt like bad luck she was one of them.

Yet... was that pain in Noah's eyes? Lore felt her throat tighten, and she let out a slow breath as she kept her attention focused on Noah. Her expression guarded and sharp, but... it was hard to be angry about him storming up like that. "He told me," she said simply, though her voice was edged. Already bracing herself for the ridicule and frustration that would follow. "If you'd like me to explain, then you'll need to listen."

#((please feel free to tell me if I'm getting Larsa's character wrong sdgfkjhsfd)) #tarnishedxknight #m; lore sattler

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@mcmorare sent: 🎁 You're Gonna Go Far, Kid - The Offspring

"Nice work you did. You're gonna go far, kid."

#mcmorare #m; lore sattler

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@mcmorare sent: 🎁 Tomorrow Will Be Kinder - The Secret Sisters

"Tomorrow will be kinder. It's true, I've seen it before."

#mcmorare #m; lupa

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spotify wrapped has arrived. send me a number from 1-100 for a starter based on that song, or a lyric from it, or send a 🎁 for me to shuffle.

#ask meme

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I am selfish, I am broken, I am cruel I am all the things they might have said to you Do you ever think of me and my two hands And wonder why they never soothed your fevers And wonder why they never tied your shoes And wonder why they never held you gently And wonder why they never had the chance to lose you?

#audio; video #m; maya hansen #mhv; you'll be in my heart

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((I didn't sleep super well last night and today I was busy with getting Christmas decorations up, so my brain is basically butter x'D I'll try to be on throughout the week, but with it now into holiday season, I'm not too sure how active I'm gonna be able to be!

#local cryptid sighting (ooc)

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#musings | lore #visage | lore

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sleepy prompts.

'Just go to sleep.' 'You were supposed to be asleep hours ago.' 'Didn't you just say you were going to bed?' 'Want me to tuck you in?' 'Why didn't you go to sleep?' 'You need some rest.' 'How was your nap?' 'I'll be here when you wake up.' 'You're falling asleep on your feet. Get some sleep.' 'I'm ready to go to bed.' 'The bed's cold without you.' 'You look like you're gonna pass out.' 'Shh, go back to sleep.' 'Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you.' 'You should be sleeping.' 'Goodnight, sleeping beauty.' 'Just five more minutes.' 'Somebody was supposed to be asleep by now.' 'Did we fall asleep?' 'We should get up.' 'Come on, let's go to bed.' 'You look so cute when you're asleep.' 'You're already half-asleep.' 'By the way, did you know that you talk in your sleep?' 'Sorry, were you asleep?' 'Goodnight kiss?' 'I don't know if I can go to sleep, now.' 'What did you dream about?' 'I'm so sleepy.' 'I'll sleep when I'm dead.' 'That was your third yawn in two minutes. Go to bed.' 'I can't go to sleep.' 'You deserve some rest.' 'You snore when you sleep.' 'So what if I still sleep with a stuffed animal?' 'Your pillow smells comforting.' 'Don't bother waking me up.' 'Wow, look at that bedhead.' 'The sheets are so warm.' 'You just go ahead and get some sleep, I'll be fine.' 'You can use me as your pillow.' 'Just try to get some sleep, okay?' 'You look cozy. You can go to sleep.' 'What time do you want me to wake you up?' 'I don't need any rest, I'm fine.' 'Yawn one more time and I'm carrying you to bed.' 'I got a fresh, warm set of sheets with your name on them.' 'Please get some sleep, you're worrying me.' 'I'm not tired.' 'Just five minutes, please.' 'Stop trying to stay awake. Just go to sleep.' 'Go to sleep.' 'I can't sleep if you're not here.' 'Quit squirming, I'm trying to sleep.' 'Go back to sleep, I'll take care of it.' 'That was the first good sleep I've gotten in a long time.'

#ask meme

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((oh yeah I'm definitely not gonna be on tonight fdjfhdsgs

#local cryptid sighting (ooc) #((I've had a headache all day and I'm doing my best not to fall asleep on the bus rn fdjfhdsgs))

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((okay, I'd love to do more but I need to go to bed! Um... I might not be on tomorrow? but it depends on how insane it is at work, and the same goes for Saturday. Honestly, I might still just be sporadic with all blogs until the new year just with the holidays and all, but we'll see!

#local cryptid sighting (ooc)

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New Avenger | closed reply

@tarnishedxknight - continued from here

Lore wasn't quite sure if that proud announcement was meant for her or not, but it still caught her attention.

She looked up from her laptop when she heard Ashelia's voice ring out - sitting on top of the platform of a rolling ladder propped next to one of the quinjets. Thick wires led from the opened panel on the wing above, and fed down to where she had them plugged into her laptop as she checked for any malfunctions. It was simple routine maintenance - something she had done thousands of times before, and... something that didn't really warrant special attention from anyone other than the other technicians or mechanics. Not that she minded the visit, but it was certainly a little odd.

"Hey, congratulations!" Lore replied, and couldn't help but offer a crooked grin. She knew how exciting that was - she still remembered the thrill of being officially accepted into both the Air Force and SHIELD. She couldn't blame... Ashelia, if she recalled correctly, for being so excited about her own acceptance as well. "I'm sure you'll be joinin' a mission here pretty soon, then. Heard rumors about a new HYDRA base being found, so I'm sure they'll be checkin' that out as soon as they get confirmation."

#tarnishedxknight #m; lore sattler