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💤 - How does your muse sleep? Are they a light sleeper, or are they out the moment their head hits the pillow? Do they nap? Do they struggle to sleep due to things like insomnia, or nightmares? (for hunter, or whoever else you're feeling at the moment tbh!)

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Hunter’s sleep is… pretty bad. She generally sleeps light, and often gets nightmares when she does (rarely) get deeper sleep. It’s gotten better the older she’s gotten, now that she’s out of Belos’s clutches, but it’s still not great. She tries to nap a decent amount, partly to catch up on sleep and partly because her sleep schedule is just so irregular.

She also tends to deal with racing thoughts during the night, so getting to sleep itself is pretty difficult. Most of her sleep-related issues are trauma based.

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☠ ― 𝑀𝑖𝑠𝑐𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑒𝑜𝑢𝑠 𝑆𝑦𝑚𝑏𝑜𝑙 𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑠. (𝐽𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑓𝑢𝑛, 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑚𝑢𝑠𝑒(𝑠).)

💤 - How does your muse sleep? Are they a light sleeper, or are they out the moment their head hits the pillow? Do they nap? Do they struggle to sleep due to things like insomnia, or nightmares?

❤️ - How did your muse come to realize their romantic and sexual orientations? Was it difficult to accept? Are they proud of who they are?

🧸 - Does your muse own any sentimental objects from their past? What makes it/them so special?

🛍 - Does your muse like to go shopping? What do they usually shop for? What kind of stores do they frequent?

🍔 - What kind of food does your muse usually eat? Do they have a favorite food, or favorite style of food? Do they have allergies? Are they vegan, vegetarian, etc.?

🍺 - How does your muse feel about the consumption of alcohol? Do they drink? Are they a heavy drinker, or are they on the lighter side? What's your muse's favorite alcoholic drink?

🎩 - What would your muse wear to a formal event? Do they dress more modestly, or do they go all out?

👠 - What kind of shoes does your muse usually wear? What is most comfortable for them in regards to footwear? Can your muse walk in high heels?

🎸 - Can your muse play any instruments? Do they play them often, or rarely? How actually skilled are they at playing them?

🎤 - Can your muse sing well? Do they sing often? If they were to stand up in front of a crowd, would they be able to sing in front of all of those people?

🗺️ - How often does your muse travel? Do they like to travel? Would they prefer to travel alone, or with friends? Where have they been? What was their favorite trip?

😖 - Does your muse have any embarrassing moments that they still think about? Do they laugh at them, or do they haunt them?

⛄️ - What would be your muse's ideal weather conditions? Do they prefer being hot or cold? What's their favorite season?

💘 - What is your muse like when they're in love? What does your muse find attractive in someone else? What are their love languages? How do they show affection? Do they show any distinct signs that they're in love?

🍡 - Can your muse cook? Can they bake? How well can they do either? Do they have any kitchen disaster stories?

⚾️ - Does your muse enjoy sports? Do they play any, or do they simply prefer to watch? Do they have a favorite sport?

🤸‍♀️ - How active is your muse? Do they exercise regularly? Do they do things like yoga? What else do they do to keep fit and active? Are they flexible? Can they do parkour?

👻 - How does your muse handle feeling scared? Do they enjoy horror? Do they believe in the paranormal? What calms your muse down? Do they have any scary stories?

🦵 - Does your muse have any physical ailments? How do they live with them?

🧠 - Does your muse have any mental ailments? How do they live with them?

🎶 - What kind of music does your muse listen to? Do they have a favorite genre? Do you think the aux cord would be taken away from them?

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𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬.

my original batch can be found HERE! i got all kinds of angsty and protective vibes took over, but if u think of any more that you’d like to see on the list, shoot me a DM so i can add it!

“ get behind me… ”

“ stay here. ”

“ don’t worry. everything’s going to be alright… ”

“ you shoot anyone who comes through that door who isn’t me. ”

“ when you love something, you protect it. ”

“ i’ll keep you safe. ”

“ do everything that i say, and we might both live to tell the tale of this night. ”

“ when i say run, i need you to do as i say and don’t even think about me. ”

“ get down! ”

“ close your eyes, you don’t need to see this. ”

“ why wouldn’t i save you? ”

“ it’s alright. they won’t be hurting you again… ”

“ of course i came for you… it would take far much more than that to stop me. ”

“ listen to me… i need to go back out there. but i promise you, i’ll be right back. okay? all i want you to do is stay hidden, and i’ll be back before you know it. ”

“ there’s nothing in this world nor any other, that would stop me from protecting you. ”

“ get out of here! now! ”

“ i knew you’d feel guilty; you do understand that i’d take a thousand wounds if it meant keeping you safe, don’t you? ”

“ i swear to you. as long as i’m by your side, you’ll never be harmed. ”

“ it’s my job to keep you safe, yes, but you could work with me a little to make it easier. ”

“ protecting you isn’t my duty. it’s my privilege. ”

“ who did this to you? where are they? ”

“ listen to me. i don’t think i’ll be able to buy you much time. and once i go out there, the clock starts. so the second you hear us fighting, i want you to run. as fast and as far as you can. ”

“ are you alright? “

“ can you move? “

“ why is it so difficult for you to believe that you deserve to be protected? “

“ you’re a good person. good people deserve to be safe. “

“ i’m going to protect you, now. because that’s what we do for the ones we love. we keep them safe. “

“ stay close. whatever you do, do not leave my side. “

“ i’ll do whatever it takes to keep you safe. no matter the cost. “

“ i’m on my way. ”

“ it’s alright… it’s okay… i’m here now. i’ve got you. ”

“ it’s all over now. don’t panic. it’s not my blood. ”

“ i don’t know how long i’ll be able to protect you for, but i guarantee you, i’ll only stop with my final breath. ”

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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].” 

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hey, sorry for inactivity, im going to rb some memes shortly, but you might not see me really be active for another couple days

ive kind of been shut down emotionally due to some irl stuff, im going to put it under the cut but tw for pet death

my cat angel died on wednesday and it’s taken a real toll on my mental health, she was one of the major things holding my brain together. i loved her deeply

she was surrounded by loved ones when she passed, in my mom’s arms, at the vet, where we had brought her in expecting to have to put her down (she’d been doing poorly the last couple of days, we had brought her in the previous day to see if there was anything we could do for her and they gave us something to try, which… obviously didn’t work. she stopped really moving on tuesday and it just got worse)

basically i am dealing with a lot of grief rn and coping as best i can. thank you for your patience with me in this time

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i have been absolutely dying the last couple of days. because of the heat tbh but anyway. today i am going to work on verses. they’re getting added to muse pages, so look out for that!

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Though he could certainly be rude and standoffish, Felix also knew a bit about formal occasions. A bit more than the standard person would, anyway, coming from the family that he came from. Still, he’d definitely burnt bridges with his current attitude— something that only became so soured after his father’s death.

Regardless, here he was, with Marinette, and she’d actually accepted his offer to dance. Surprising, though he didn’t wear that as an expression on his face for more than a second. Still, the thought crosses his mind — is she, too, drawn to him in some way? Despite what should have been, in their minds, circumstances that would cause the opposite?

Naturally, he takes her hand — and whisks her away to the dance floor, an ease about the whole thing. He gets into position, a hand upon her, for a waltz, of course.

He doesn’t say a word after that. His focus is on dancing, his focus is on Marinette — but what could he say? He’d done things she hadn’t liked, things that he could no longer take back. Something was definitely forming in him that he wasn’t sure he quite understood. Perhaps he’d simply try to let it go, but… that hadn’t exactly worked as of yet.

Said focus might’ve seemed off to the girl. It wasn’t quite like his eyes bore into her, nor was his mind distant, but he did seem to be looking quite a bit. He found her fascinating, he finally realized after a bit of this. Her expressions, her reactions, the way she spoke and moved… Not that, really, he ever wanted to tell her. It was present, though, at the forefront of his mind.

He only hoped he could keep such things from escaping his mouth.

❧ Unprompted / Discussed Asks ( Or from A Meme Pom Can't Find ) ☙ ⤷ 𝐴𝐿𝑊𝐴𝑌𝑆 𝐴𝐶𝐶𝐸𝑃𝑇𝐼𝑁𝐺

➤ @blightts asked: A formal event meant dressing up, and in this instance, typically dancing. Felix had always been drawn to her for some reason — despite his misgivings — so he’d already decided who to approach.

Extending a hand, bowing his head down, a blank expression on his face — he spoke to Marinette. “May I have this dance?”

  She's been asking herself why she was here for the past half an hour. Everyone was dancing, whereas she was off in the corner, minding her own business... and maybe wallowing in self-pity. Yeah, she was happy that all of her friends were laughing, cuddling up to their partners as they swayed in sync, but... Marinette wanted that, too.

  Adrien was dancing with Kagami ( they were a perfect couple, she couldn't even deny that ), and Luka wasn't even here... so really? Hope for her was pretty much lost. Alya had been over a few times, telling her not to give up and join in with them, but who wants to be a third wheel? Definitely not her.

  A sigh escapes her, contemplating thoughts of calling her parents to come and pick her up... before seeing a blond head make its way over. His way, actually. Adrien—? No, it wasn't him; he was still with Kagami. Then... who? As the person got closer, the more his appearance came into view. Blond hair that was neatly tamed, green eyes like emeralds, and of course... a facial expression that screamed that he didn't care about anyone in the room.

  Ah, right... Félix.

  There was something about him that made her feel... strange. She disliked how he treated people, especially his cousin but he never treated HER like that. He did try to flirt with her when he was dressed as Adrien ( which she TOTALLY doesn't actively think about ) after all—though that doesn't mean anything. Nope. She should dislike him!

  Marinette had the sentence to dismiss him in her head, ready to go when he finished his route to her, but the words were left as that; a thought that quickly turned into dust. He— did he just ask her to dance? No way, she totally heard him wrong! ...But what if she didn't? He bowed AND extended his hand to her, too! Oh, this wasn't good. And the speed her face flushed at was worrying, too. Calm down, girl!

  ❝I—❞ she starts, though the words dying on her tongue. How does she go about this? He was being polite for a change! And he was asking her to dance! Sucking in a breath, Marinette's hand extends outward, placing on top of his open one as her free hand comes up to push some dark blue strands of hair behind her ear, ❝You may.❞

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“It’s really cool, right?” Kieran grinned, a proud grin. It wasn’t as though he had anything to do with its creation, but he did go here, so maybe it was a bit of school spirit, or something along those lines. You might think it would get mundane over time, but actually… It had become infinitely more awesome in his mind, the more he thought about it.

“There are lots of safety measures in place. I mean, think about it. I’m sure you can see, there are Pokemon everywhere, and also the battles ‘round here can get pretty intense…”

Still trying to ease her worries a little bit… But aside from that, hopefully they’d be able to find the person she was looking for.

“It’s pretty big, too. We should probably start looking…” There were a lot of staff here, after all. Mostly in certain designated areas, but also here and there, scattered amongst the terrarium.

Kieran recalled the first time he had taken the elevator at school. It had made him very nervous, at the time. Most things did, back then. Still, he was in awe.

It was clear enough that Mari wasn’t a fan of the water— fair. There were plenty of reasons to be nervous about being underwater. “It’s safe.” As far as he was aware, anyway, but he wouldn’t mention that part. He was hoping to reassure her. It was unlikely anything would break, at least. If it weren’t, they wouldn’t be here in the first place.

“I wouldn’t worry about it too much, it won’t feel like you’re underwater anyway.”

A little bit later, the elevator dinged, notifying them of their stop, and Kieran exited.

“C’mon, this way.” He said, gesturing for her to follow. He was leading her right to the terrarium.

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Hey y’all, I’m a little low on cash at the moment. So any commissions or just boosting my name would be great right about now!

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Honestly, Kieran hadn’t had a lot of time to sit and just… watch someone battle in a while. Like, for fun. He’d done it to get better, and when a certain someone was facing the Blueberry Elite Four, but… Now that he wasn’t training practically all the time, and he wasn’t so… angry… and stressed… he had more free time to relax and let others do the fighting. This was kind of fun, actually, and he’d started really enjoying watching how others strategized against each other.

Terrastalization had been a part of many a student’s tactics, for quite some time now. It was always so bright and beautiful, and often affected the outcome quite tremendously. Not always, of course— the decision to use it was a personal one, and not everyone was an amazing battler even with it—but enough that it meant he’d pay attention to how it was used.

Commentary on it was rather common from the stands— sure, people would cheer too, but a lot of the time people talked about the battles at the academy as they happened. He’d experienced it a number of times at this point. So it wasn’t all that surprising to hear someone commenting on it. But… hey, even if she was talking to herself, Kieran was going to comment right back.

“Huh… not always. But a lot of the time, y’know? I mean, it’s not just shiny…”

He smiled, finally looking towards her. “But, well, it’s definitely not for everyone, either.”

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this week was setting up to be a joyride for professor sumire.

really, the professor was surprised at how slack the regulations of this region were compared to galar. though she had chosen to bring along only her noctowl and settle the rest of her pokemon within boxes, she still found herself impressed with the unique was that paldea functioned.

travelling paldea had been an experience, despite how little time she had authorized herself to spend there. after all, she couldn't spend that much time away from her home region. and she still needed to get further clearance for her next locations.

it took days before she heard a response so that her research could continue. she decided she would spend her last day in unova. she had heard rumors in passing of a new addition to the region; the blueberry academy. and according to her reports from her paldea expeditions, it was set to be a new home base for her research into pokemon terastalization.

throughout the day, the main pokemon court was littered with people. students and staff all each came together for pokemon battles, and it was here that most of her research took place. she settled herself on a side of the surrounding area furthest from most of the people. it was a good view, and it wasn't as loud as the other available spaces. at least here, she was able to hear the sounds of her pen gliding across the papers stacked atop her clipboard.

really, what might draw attention or drive others away would be the constant buzz of her pokedex lighting up, and the way her noctowl familiar might squeak out its signature cry of frustration after a few separate buzzes. sumire had ordered it to keep watch on the pokedex while she continued her research, and it wasn't the happiest with the constant noise.

so many pokemon were being used in battle here that she had never seen in galar before, and many paldea pokemon she had only seen from a distance. occasionally she would glance down at the pokedex propped up one one of her noctowl's talons, and read what little of the entries she could. in the blink of an eye they would change, as yet another battler sent out a new pokemon to replace their defeated companion.

the battle on the court ahead changes once more, and the sparkling shine of a new tera-type reflects through her glasses twice as bright as it would for any normal gaze. she mumbles something as she removes her glasses, rubbing her eyes in an attempt to clear the discoloured dots from her vision. it's the first time she's really changed positions since she sat down.

" urgh... " she mumbles in irritation as the spots finally begin to clear.

finally at last, she can slip her glasses back onto her face. the terastylized pokemon ahead are still a blinding light, but the initial transformation is what really gets her.

" does every battle here always end up being this bright..? " she says it to none in particular other than herself. it's a rare moment where she slips and speaks her thoughts out loud.

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sorry i havent been active! ill get back to rp stuff within the next couple of weeks ive just been busy

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“Nope, I’m too tired for this shit.”

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tempting…

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“Labels woulda been helpful, I feel… Unfortunately, I got no idea what’s inside’a those bottles, so I can’t help.” Rue shook their head, letting out a sigh. “Would be easier if we knew who made ‘em, dontcha think?”

Pretty clearly, Rue is just following her around. For some reason.

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"Really now, any sort of label would be prefered." Alice muses aloud, looking at the array of bottles full of multicolored liquids in front of her.

"How am I to know which is poison and which is the one I need?" A pause, "Or perhaps those two categories will overlap…"

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finally my brain actually lets me write on here

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Kieran recalled the first time he had taken the elevator at school. It had made him very nervous, at the time. Most things did, back then. Still, he was in awe.

It was clear enough that Mari wasn’t a fan of the water— fair. There were plenty of reasons to be nervous about being underwater. “It’s safe.” As far as he was aware, anyway, but he wouldn’t mention that part. He was hoping to reassure her. It was unlikely anything would break, at least. If it weren’t, they wouldn’t be here in the first place.

“I wouldn’t worry about it too much, it won’t feel like you’re underwater anyway.”

A little bit later, the elevator dinged, notifying them of their stop, and Kieran exited.

“C’mon, this way.” He said, gesturing for her to follow. He was leading her right to the terrarium.

“Uh, yeah, everyone’s got their reasons. Some people don’t have teams made for battling. Plenty have multiple teams and might want to switch them out. Might be different in the rest of the region though.” Kieran laughed sheepishly, “I’m not all that familiar with Unova proper.”

He gestured for her to follow. “Nice ta meetcha. We can talk while we walk.”

A pause. “You would think that, based on the entrance, but…”

Hm. “… I don’t know if I’ll get in trouble for showing you the rest, but I think that’s probably where they’ll be. Maybe the classrooms first…? Do you know if the person you’re looking for is a teacher? I mean, we spend most of our time in— Bah. I’ll just show you.”

He leads the way further into the school— an elevator, to start.