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give this a like for a tiny starter to get my winged child back to life
#starter call#mutuals only#mumus please specify#while i fill the queue with a tiny few things thanks
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Takako Ugachi: 'Quatre Saisons' (2020)
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Yes, she was exhausted, but something about tonight made her not quite want to sleep just yet. There was anxiety, yes, in the pit of her belly, and her wings were molting rather more than usual. Drogon often sniffed at the scattered feathers and sneezed every time, fluttering them around the room. It always made Wren laugh and scratch him behind his ears for a minute. She was pleased the dogs didn't seem to mind her. She often wondered if they could sense her in some way, the strangeness lingering in her blood and welded to her back like industrial steel.
She padded out to the porch on a whim, and it turns out she was right. She and Dany had become good friends through the liberation, as her team called it. The emotional toll was still strong, sitting on her shoulders and making her bones ache all along her spine. So she sat behind Dany on the lounge chair and rested her chin on the other's shoulder, taking in the sunset hues of orange and the dusting of pink at the top of the sky like flower petals. Eyes close and burn as she allows her temple to lean into Dany's, their hair fluttering about them in the evening breeze, lacing a chill up her arms: she moves one of her wings to help block them from the cold.
"I feel tired, my body and eyes, but my mind...won't quite let me be calm enough to sleep." Her voice is spirited away by the breeze but she doesn't move. In fact, she might even feel her body moving on its own: her arms seem to wrap around Dany to hold her tenderly. Must be an unconscious coping mechanism, this comfort. "Would you? I mean, only if you don't mind."
@adaintywrenn sent: [ REST ] — sender rests their chin on receiver's shoulder from behind
This was a bit of a risk that Daenerys was taking having liberated Wren from the scientists that she called family. They had won their case thanks to Wren’s own bravery with getting evidence put in to show the years of unethical practice her so called parents had performed. They also managed to get the logs of the company that owned the experiment as well showing the corruption from within to get them shut down. As a way to help acclimatize the girl to her new life she took Wren to her beach house that she kept for her own private getaways.
It was an adjustment for the other woman for certain but despite the feathers left on the floor from her stress molting she seemed to be settling in more each day. The sun was setting out over the ocean now on their second week here as Dany sipped at her tea she made for herself just listening to the waves. It was only the stirring of Drogon at her feet that let her know Wren had come out onto the deck with her. A little smile touched her lips as she felt her head settle on her shoulder from behind and she just leaned her head against hers.
“I bet you’re tired.” Dany said softly not moving from the position but Wren was always up even earlier than she was. Honestly she was surprised that she wasn’t already curled up in bed with the laziest of her dogs. “You had a big day today it’s okay if you want to turn in. I can come lay with you if you want… Until you fall asleep.” Which usually turned into both of them falling asleep if she was honest.
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#likes#she wears sweaters a lot and does like rings#simple things#though of course everything is altered so her wings can be comfortably accomodated#Q#headcanon
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@apurekindness cont. {xx}
In one word, in one feeling, Wren feels that is the most poetic thing anyone has ever said about her even if it's not expressly a good attribute to notice. She's been playing with her hair, tumbled over one shoulder like a flow of sunshine when Kiara reaches out and the girl notices that hesitation.
There is something they share. A wariness of touch, yet a yearning all the same.
And then, the question having flitted over her like a butterfly's flight, she notices the pain in her wings receding in a flood of heat. It hasn't gone unnoticed, far from it. Wren's quiet nature make her far more observant than other people, she takes in the details when she's hurting, taking in the world around her like she wants to drink it down before it swallows her up. "Are-are you doing that?" Her voice is soft, face as a curious child, and she peeks up at Kiara though holds her hand closer, cradling it against her collarbone, now in both of her own. "If it is, please...don't stop."
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Calcagno family burial monument at Staglieno Cemetery in Genoa, Italy. A bronze masterpiece statue lying on the steps, deposing a last flower on the grave; the personification of sorrow. Work of Adolfo Apolloni in 1904.
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@apurekindness cont {xx}
Wren didn't know what to say to such a declaration, if that's even what they'd call this moment. Sure, it had been a while since she'd been hospitalized for checkups and endless xrays, scans, imaging and pain checks. She'd even gained a little weight now that her food intake hadn't been expressly monitored and often times revoked for punishment. She might be naive and at times too soft, but she felt comfortable with Kiara.
"Yes, good ways. I know you now, so..." She trails off as she watches Kiara take her hand and their fingers thread together easily. Her own cheeks warm with a mirrored blush, she just knows it, and finds that intimidating and...oddly exiting. But she pauses at Kiara's words, the weight of them making her wings droop a bit. "I make you happy?" She didn't think she'd ever been told that before, not even-by them. "How?"
#apurekindness#v; kiara's#i'm so sorry she vanished from me for a while but she's trying to come out of Logan's shadow lol#things might be slow but she wants attention lol#and is missing kiara very badly#Q
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"𝙸'𝚖 𝚙𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗" 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚜.
As always, send + [ reverse ] to reverse the actions. Multimuses specify muse.
TO NOTICE.
“ are you alright? ”
“ do you want to leave? ”
“ what do you need? ”
“ here. you were looking for this, right? ”
“ here. it’s your favorite .”
“ you forgot your ____ .”
“ you didn’t do that thing you usually do. why? ”
“ your routine changed.”
“ you didn’t sleep last night, did you? ”
“ they called again, didn’t they? ”
“___ came back, didn’t they? ”
“ you don’t like ____ . ”
“ you like ____ . ”
“ you love ____ . ”
“ of course i remembered. ”
“ i notice everything about you. ”
“ you scrunch your nose when you’re thinking … it’s cute. ”
“ you’re tapping your fingers. what’s wrong? ”
“ you seem … off, today. did something happen? ”
“ shh. they’re thinking. ”
TO BE NOTICED.
“ i didn’t know you noticed that … ”
“ you remembered. ”
“ how on earth did you remember that? ”
“ how did you know? ”
“ you know me so well. ”
“ no one knows me like you do. ”
“ - oh! i was just about to get that. ”
“ i’m glad you noticed. ”
“ i was hoping someone would notice. ”
“ you always know what i’m thinking. ”
“ hey, can you give me the - thanks. ”
“ you know me better than i know myself. ”
“ it’s kind of scary how well you know me, sometimes. ”
ACTIONS.
[ return ] - for the sender to put something back in it’s rightful place.
[ foresight ] - for the sender to complete a task that receiver regularly does because receiver was busy.
[ memory ] - for sender to remember a small detail about receiver’s past.
[ favorite ] - for sender to remember a small detail about receiver’s personal preferences.
[ boundary ] - for sender to reenforce receiver’s boundary so receiver doesn’t have to.
[ comfort ] - for sender to silently provide a comforting item/action to receiver in a time of need.
[ requirement ] - for sender to provide something receiver needed without asking.
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‘— and I stood there, flooded with longing, electric, shivering.’
— Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath. July 1950s
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Indie OC RP, sci-fi based, crossover friendly.
/ Private // Selective // Queue heavy // Sideblog - follows from main /
credit: [xx]
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SHARE AT LEAST FIVE SONGS THAT REMIND YOU OF YOUR MUSE, OR THAT YOU ASSOCIATE WITH YOUR MUSE'S CHARACTER ARC. Including lyrics is optional.
Various Artists : A Million Dreams (Reprise) // every night i lie in bed, the brightest colors fill my head, a million dreams are keeping me awake //
Billie Eillish : Lovely // oh i hope some day I'll make it out of here, even if it takes all night or a hundred years. //
Sia : Cellophane // look at me I'm such a basket case, while I fall apart and you hide all my pills again. And all the things I need to hear you say, you'll watch as all my thoughts get right back on the train. //
Zevia : Why do I Exist // what happens if I stay? No, I promise I'll be ok, cause life can get hard and it tears me apart //
Lana Beeson : Soon You'll Come Home //all i have is a picture in my mind how it would be if we were together //
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Elle Fanning attends the Closing Ceremony of the 77th Annual Cannes Film Festival (May 25)
#visage#wardrobe#she'd 100% wear this to a few of her events cause it's so easy on her wings#plus it's just gorgeous
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4-Word Sentence Prompts
Part I An assortment of prompts and/or starters using only four words. Adjust as necessary to fit pronoun and/or descriptor. Reblog, please do not repost or add.
“ I don't need you. ”
“ Celebrate while you can. ”
“ It was too much. ”
“ I'm so, so sorry. ”
“ Let me love you. ”
“ Where have you been? ”
“ Why am I here? ”
“ I would love to. ”
“ I tried but failed. ”
“ You'll never forgive me. ”
“ I want to confess. ”
“ I will protect you. ”
“ You don't deserve me. ”
“ I don't deserve you. ”
“ You are safe here. ”
“ You choose your fate. ”
“ I have lost control. ”
“ I don't recognize myself. ”
“ You are to blame. ”
“ You lack the skills. ”
“ Be still, don't move. ”
“ Yet again you lie. ”
“ You are so beautiful. ”
“ Take it off. Now. ”
“ Look at you now. ”
“ Shoot before it escapes! ”
“ You can't do this! ”
“ Please don't leave me. ”
“ Please leave me along. ”
“ Worship me or die. ”
“ Bow before me, peasant. ”
“ Did you make this? ”
“ I can't believe this! ”
“ You are my villain. ”
“ You are my hero. ”
“ I don't take sides. ”
“ Run, don't look back. ”
“ My life is perfect. ”
“ Don't lie to me. ”
“ When is it over? ”
“ What is this madness? ”
“ Cut loose, have fun! ”
“ I hate you all. ”
“ I love you, dear. ”
“ You drive me crazy. ”
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Our muses are on the run / undercover and are about to be spotted by whoever is after them. Send “public displays of affection make people very uncomfortable” to kiss my muse as a diversion tactic. Send (reverse) for my muse to kiss yours.
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PROMPTS FOR FOUND FAMILIES / ADOPTED FAMILIES * assorted dialogue, adjust as necessary, suggested by anonymous
you're the first person to ever take me seriously.
you understand me better than anyone else.
i don't know what i'd do without you.
just wanted to remind you that i care about you.
the last thing i want is to see you get hurt.
i feel like i belong here.
did you just call this a family?
this is the kind of life i always dreamed about.
thank you for taking me in.
i could get used to living in a place like this.
you feel more like family to me.
thank you for listening to me when no one else would.
should i call you mom?
should i call you dad?
i didn't really have a father figure growing up.
this is your room. you can decorate it however you'd like.
you're always welcome in my home.
no matter what, you can always count on me.
i'm grateful you found me when you did.
i've spent too much of my life alone.
you're part of this family now.
this is my home now.
i won't let anything happen to my family.
i'm going to take care of you.
no one's ever listened to me before.
is this what a family looks like?
you're the best friend i've ever had.
i'm your family now.
if they want to get to you, they have to go through me first.
is this what it feels like to belong?
maybe you should stick around for a while.
we'd take care of you, you know.
you don't have to go through this alone.
promise me you'll call.
you will always be welcome here.
this is your house, too.
i got this for you. it's yours.
keep it. i have more where that came from.
you make me feel special.
i've been alone for so many years.
i'm not used to being treated this way.
you can stay the night if you want.
we'll protect you with our lives.
you're like a brother to me.
you're like a sister to me.
you're the sibling i never had.
you took me in when no one else would.
i will never forget the sacrifices you made for me.
i've never had a room of my own. i always had to share.
i like this little family we've created.
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