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"WHAT ARE YOU HIDING FROM ME?" PROMPTS
* assorted dialogue for defense and accusation, adjust as necessary
you've been lying to me this whole time.
i don't believe a word you've said.
you need to come clean about what happened.
i've given you plenty of opportunities to tell the truth.
i need to know what really happened before i lose my mind.
why won't you just talk to me?
you're hiding something. i don't know what it is, but i'm going to find out.
this is how i find out you've lied the whole time?
i'm not supposed to give you any details.
could you just tell me what really happened?
i hate not knowing the truth.
you've been elusive this whole time.
there's more to the story, but you're not supposed to hear it.
you never answered any of my questions.
i can tell when you're lying to me.
you're really bad at lying.
that wasn't an answer.
i never planned on telling you the truth.
that was a lie, and you know it.
what ever happened to "i promise i won't lie to you?"
i thought we agreed to tell each other the truth.
they told me the truth. you can stop lying now.
you just lied straight to my face.
tell me what you know, or else.
why do you insist on keeping things from me?
i think i've earned the right to learn the truth.
some things are just better left unsaid.
i can't tell you what really happened.
this is for your own good.
it's better that you don't know the truth.
some things need to be kept from you.
you aren't capable of carrying the weight of all this.
trust me. you don't want to know.
[name], what did you do?
i'll go to [name]. they'll tell me the truth.
i meant to tell you the truth before this happened.
you should have heard the full story from me.
i never should have lied like this.
this was always meant to be a secret.
it doesn't concern you. that's why i didn't tell you.
i'm not answering the question!
if you don't tell me the truth, i'm leaving.
i'll never trust you again.
so this whole thing was a lie from the start?
when did you become a politician? why aren't you answering my question?
i would have believed you had you just came clean.
there shouldn't be any secrets between us.
i'm just going to assume the worst if you don't tell me what's going on.
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The thought of 2D seeing a rough draft she made causes a slight
twitch of her brow, but knowing that Murdoc gave approval for her
just made Nazumi full on frown.
'Yeah ?? Well, Murdoc says a lot of things.' she thought.
But she doesn't vocalize her frustration, 2D clearly had more to say,
even if she didn't fully agree with all of it. She takes pride in her writing,
but maybe a little too much, if it wasn't perfect & exactly what she
wanted; she'd never let it see the light of day until it was.
She had... The opposite problem. She's been told that she was plenty
good. It's why she was even here to begin with, a former prodigy in
her poetry craft, usually working alone where this process would be fine
since... No one was around to see her spiral. The praise of being such
an amazing writer, it only pushes one to go further & be better, sometimes
it works, & sometimes... Well... You get Nazumi.
Yet... It still manages to ease her nerves some, hearing that 2D thinks
she's good, not the best, but good? There's some comfort in that.
❝ ... Yeah. Tea sounds nice. ❞
She's always been quiet, but this time it was because she didn't have
anything to refute 2D's words, it was hard to do that anyway. Why argue
with the voice of the band? Who clearly knows what he's doing & saying,
when the newbie poet doubts herself at every turn? It was dumb.
She could let it go... At least for now.
@poeticvocals liked . /
“you know it’s impressive, yeah? what you’ve written yesterday. had a little look at some of a concepts ; murdoc said you wouldn’t mind. still, figured i’d let you know. s’your words, after all. that’s special. writin’ your thoughts, puttin’ down words that came from your brain, an’ your brain alone. sure, maybe somebody’s already thought ‘em up. don’t think there are any sentences made up that haven’t been thought of before, but they popped up in your head, an’ you put ‘em down.”
2D thumbs the lip of his bottle, letting it teeter in his hand and feeling the liquid inside slosh about. he gnaws on his bottom lip, a hint of a smile almost kissing his cheeks. “sorry. dunno if that makes much sense.” he turns to nazumi then, offering a real smile to the teenager. her being part of the band was unexpected. it all just sort of — happened, in that funny way life had of just letting things slip through the cracks that you have no intention of fishing out.
“y’dont ’ave much faith in yourself, do you? never hearin’ that you’re any good will do that to you. murdoc isn’t any help. but i wanted to tell you ; i think you’re good, love.” his thumbs fiddle between one another before he lifts his bottle to his lips. he wasn’t much of a drinker nowadays ( most of his indulgences coming from his need for pills that he couldn’t shake ) but he found himself partaking from time to time. especially to wind down. tonight had held a lot of working, reworking, pitching ideas, brainstorming. it had its perks, but it could also be dreadfully tiring.
“my bad! should i grab you a drink? not this, of course, but — erm . . . maybe some tea? i could whip you up some tea, if you like.”
#ic .#facedented#( yeah this is perfect !!#naz vc: i hear what you're saying but will continue to spiral in private )
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❝ I greatly prefer musical theater music over listening to whatever
artist out there, it's just an effective way of story telling, not to
mention the great meaning you can find in those types of songs.
Overall just the best way to consume music. ❞
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It's now 4 AM. She's peeling bananas & putting nutella on them before
eating them.
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@facedented asked: ❛ company . silently sit with my muse to comfort them.
the sound of silence || accepting !!
Things have been... Stressful as of late. When is it never? Especially
in this band. Things are loud, they were loud, & she couldn't muster
up the energy to write or even pluck a guitar string, plain & simple she
was tired. Mentally exhausted.
The former poet finds herself outside, the sun was almost fully gone,
that coolness in the air was coming in. Sitting on the pavement, no
phone or earbuds to wash out any noise, no, she left that inside without
thinking when she exited HQ.
She thought words would be exchanged when 2-D came to join her, but
that didn't happen. He was always very considerate & thoughtful, he
always tried... It was what she needed.
Just the quiet company & cool fresh air to calm herself. She wished it
was like this all the time.
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“ What do you think of me? ”
“ Do you think of me…? ”
Nazito by softmushie !!
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“Where’s my mind? I’ve lost my mind…”
commission by @softmushie.
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weirdest headcanon i have is that once nazumi plays splatoon and hears the music; she then realizes that her lyrics don't have to be perfect, because the lyrics to these songs are literally gibberish yet they sound so heavenly
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𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐃 & 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐅𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 (a series of nonverbal prompts . mature themes present , ‘ my ’ muse belongs to the one who posted the meme - send “ + REVERSE ” to reverse the prompts .)
→ 𝐈 . GENERAL
❛ hush . raise a finger in a gesture to silence my muse .
❛ sit . gesture for my muse to sit down .
❛ door . hold a door open for my muse .
❛ tap . tap my muse on the shoulder to garner their attention .
❛ hunger . give my muse something to eat / drink .
❛ cook . present my muse with home - cooked food .
❛ brush . work a brush / comb through my muse’s hair .
❛ read . silently read a book alongside my muse .
❛ hand . hold out a hand for my muse to take .
❛ dressed . help my muse put on an article of clothing .
❛ note . give my muse a note saying : [ content ] .
❛ amplify . turn up the music in the car .
→ 𝐈𝐈 . ANGST
❛ patch . help my muse patch up a wound .
❛ night terrors . hold my muse after they wake up from a nightmare .
❛ company . silently sit with my muse to comfort them.
❛ hospital . my muse is told that yours is in the hospital .
❛ revelation . show my muse evidence of a lie they told .
❛ indulge . find my muse drinking to cope .
❛ downfall . find my muse collapsed on the ground .
❛ console . comfort my muse as they cry .
❛ nurse . give my muse company in the hospital .
→ 𝐈𝐈𝐈 . AFFECTIONATE
❛ wink . wink at my muse .
❛ wrap . wrap an arm around my muse’s [ shoulders / waist ] .
❛ caress . gently caress my muse’s face .
❛ tousle . mess playfully with my muse’s hair .
❛ chest . place your head on my muse’s chest .
❛ comb . comb fingers through my muse’s hair .
❛ grasp . run to my muse & jump into their arms .
❛ lean . lean on my muse’s shoulder .
❛ tender . kiss my muse on the [ forehead / cheek / nose ] .
❛ abrupt . kiss my muse out of the blue .
❛ chaste . chastely kiss my muse .
❛ good morning . kiss my muse the morning after .
❛ volumes . gaze at my muse in a way that silently says ‘i love you’ .
→ 𝐈𝐕 . VIOLENT
❛ strike . [ slap / punch ] my muse in the face .
❛ gun . wield a gun at my muse .
❛ twist . twist my muse’s arm behind their back .
❛ throttle . aggressively wrap your hands around my muse’s throat .
❛ parch . burn my muse with a hot object .
❛ take down . forcefully bring my muse to the ground .
❛ gouge . wield a sharp object at my muse .
❛ shunt . shove my muse backwards .
❛ stickup . yell at my muse to put their hands in the air.
❛ shoot . [ fatally / non-fatally ] shoot my muse .
❛ stab . stab my muse with a [ knife / other object ].
→ 𝐕 . NSFW
❛ surprise . send an unexpected nsfw image to my muse .
❛ pin . push my muse against a [ wall, table, other ] .
❛ go down . go down on my muse .
❛ choke . intimately wrap your hands around my muse’s throat .
❛ belt loops . pull my muse closer by their belt loops .
❛ skinny dipping . go skinny dipping with my muse .
❛ rip . tear a piece of clothing from my muse’s body .
❛ mark . leave a mark on my muse’s body [ specify where ] .
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naz when people look at her work (it's not done)
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april will be a good month [staring into the sink mirror eyebags prominent the most upset person youve ever seen]
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catmusicvideo
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Neil Young Preparing for a CSNY concert at The Spectrum in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania - June 10, 1970 - by Joel Bernstein.
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GENERAL
“Can you walk?”
“How did this happen?”
“What the hell happened?”
“I hit my head.”
“Did you hit your head?”
“Can you hear me?”
“Don’t close your eyes, stay awake!”
“Come on, stay with me!”
“No no no no no!”
“You shot me!”
“I didn’t mean to shoot you!”
“You stabbed me!”
“I didn’t mean to stab you!”
“Take the knife out!”
“Don’t take the knife out!”
“It was an accident!”
“That/this wasn’t an accident!”
“That looks broken.”
“I think my leg/arm is broken.”
“That doesn’t look good.”
“Am I going to die?”
“You’re not going to die!”
“Calm down!”
“Don’t panic!”
“I can’t help you if you don’t let me!”
BLOOD
“Are you bleeding?”
“Don’t move, you’re bleeding.”
“Is that blood?”
“Whose blood is that?”
“That’s a lot of blood.”
“Do you know how to get bloodstains out?”
“Why do you know how to get bloodstains out?”
“Damn, I got blood on my shirt.”
“Don’t move, you’re losing blood!”
“I won’t let you bleed out!”
“You have blood on your face.”
“I swear to god, if you get blood on me…”
“What’s your blood type?”
“Why in the hell would you need to know my blood type?”
WOUNDS
“That cut is nasty.”
“You have a massive gash in your arm/leg!’
“Don’t touch it!”
“Don’t move, you’ll only make it worse!”
“I’ll get some bandages.”
“You’re going to need stitches.”
“That looks infected…”
“Did you get bit by something?”
“There’s no exit wound, the bullet is still in you.”
“There’s an exit wound, the bullet went through you.”
AFTERCARE
“How are you feeling?”
“How does it feel?”
“It’s still not healed, but it’s getting there.”
“Let’s go home.”
“I just want to go home.”
“Let’s get you into the bathtub.”
“We need to change your bandages soon.”
“Get some sleep, okay?”
“You need to eat something, you’ve been through a lot today.”
“I’ll check up on you in a bit.”
“You’re going to be fine. I promise.”
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