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an indie, private and mutuals only dragon rp experience // hatched by anubis // please read about before interacting 🐉
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HOUSE OF LEAVES STARTERS / PROMPTS
maturity, one discovers, has everything to do with the acceptance of not knowing.
we all create stories to protect ourselves.
here then at long last is my darkness. no cry of light, no glimmer, not even the faintest shard of hope to break free across the hold.
i still get nightmares. in fact, i get them so often i should be used to them by now. i’m not. no one ever really gets used to nightmares.
love of love written by the broken hearted, love of life written by the dead.
passion has little to do with euphoria and everything to do with patience. it is not about feeling good. it is about endurance.
little solace comes to those who grieve when thoughts keep drifting as walls keep shifting and this great blue world of ours seems a house of leaves moments before the wind.
losing the possibility of something is the exact same thing as losing hope and without hope nothing can survive.
like patience, passion comes from the same latin root: pati. it does not mean to flow with exuberance. it means to suffer.
the greatest of love letters are always coded for the one and not the many.
for some reason, you will no longer be the person you believed you once were. you’ll detect slow and subtle shifts going on all around you, more importantly shifts in you.
it seems that 'to fit' the world or to make sense of it requires either reason or arms.
you do not work, you do not read, you do not daydream. if you sleep it is not because you need to sleep. and when at last it is over, there is no evidence: no weapon, no blood, and no body.
the mind is a labyrinth, and the soul is forever lost within its depths.
why did god create a dual universe? so he might say 'be not like me, i am alone'. and it might be heard.
it might be a mistake but fuck it, it's mine.
the house is ¼th" bigger in the inside.
this is not for you.
some people reflect light, some people deflect it; you, by some miracle, seem to collect it.
explanation is not half as strong as experience but experience is not half as strong as experience and understanding.
known. some. call. is. air. am. / 'non sum qualis eram'. / i am not what i used to be.
'non enim videbit me homo et vivet.' / whoever sees god dies.
picture that. in your dreams.
prometheus, thief of light, giver of light, bound by the gods, must have been a book.
god's a house. which is not to say that our house is god's house or even a house of god. what i mean to say is that our house is god.
scars are the paler pain of survival received unwillingly and displayed in the language of injury.
sublime is something you choke on after a shot of tequila.
𓈓⠀⠀⠀and there you have it, another body on the floor surrounded by things that don't mean much to anyone except to the one who can't take any of them along.
what miracle is this? this giant tree. it stands ten thousand feet high but doesn't reach the ground. still it stands. its roots must hold the sky.
and where there is no echo there is no description of space or love. there is only silence.
the ruminations are mine, let the world be yours.
make no mistake, those who write long books have nothing to say. of course those who write short books have even less to say.
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General Sentences, Vol. 18
(Assorted original sentences. Adjust phrasing where needed)
"Kiss me like you hate me."
"I don't kiss and tell."
"Is there no end to your talents?"
"To what do I owe the pleasure of your company?"
"Have you never heard that money talks?"
"I miss her too, you know."
"Aren't you a little young to be getting married?"
"It was a mistake, okay? Let's just pretend it never happened."
"I thought you were sleeping?"
"Close your eyes and make a wish!"
"What if the jury finds you guilty?"
"You can't win them all."
"Do you need a hug?"
"Since when did you have the right to spy on me?"
"I wish I could help you, but I can't."
"It's my birthday today."
"Don't allow yourself to get distracted."
"Don't worry, I can take care of myself!"
"When exactly was the last time you had a psych evaluation?"
"You have beautiful eyes."
"You've got friends?"
"How did you know that?"
"I love your lipstick."
"You're not what I expected."
"I don't negotiate with traitors."
"You're in a very strange mood today!"
"I hate not knowing!"
"So, how did you meet your husband?"
"Sometimes, I can hardly breathe when you walk into the room. You're so beautiful."
"Didn't your mother ever teach you not to touch other people's things?"
"If you'd like, you could stay here"
"If you don't want to talk about it, why don't you write about it instead?"
"Don't touch it! You'll contaminate it!"
"Are you nervous?"
"Did you have a happy childhood?"
"Welcome to the family!"
"I don't care who sees me naked!"
"I do as I'm told. I don't question it."
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Send 😘 to find my muse working at a kissing booth
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"the hell are you doing?"
"why do you always think i'm doing something bad?"
"i literally just watched you rip an opening into space time and cause a distortion so you could get a chicken nugget shaped like elvis before it was sold on ebay-"
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dialga (who hates using human form but has to find palkia)
and giratina (they're just here for the chaos) have fcs now!
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The Temporal Pokemon Dialga, and Spacial Pokemon Palkia!
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the lord of darkness took a moment to take in the sight of the human that was now cowering before them.
it had been...quite some time since a human was physically in their presence. usually, the had no strong feelings one way or the other towards the little beasts- they were one of father's creations, something that came about long after their banishment, but they held no ill will towards their existence.
giratina was content to exist in their isolation. the hell father had meant to send them too was in truth, a paradise.
"you seem frightened of me." the void god said with a hint of amusement, cocking their large head to the side. "do you think i'm going to gobble you up? drag you to the depths of darkness and leave your soul to rot?"
a soft chuckle bubbled from the god.
"i am not as cruel as i once was, little one. you have nothing to fear."
@creationxtrio asked: 009, an empty cemetery at night. // to ryou from giratina
Set the scene ((always accepting!))
To most people, a cemetery at night would sound like a lonely, scary place. Ryou, however, didn't see it that way. Coming here during the daytime could be crowded and claustrophobic, not to mention how busy life could get during the day. At night, no one had any expectations of him, and he could spend some alone, quality time with two of his favorite graves.
Sometimes Ryou would clean off the gravestones, sometimes Ryou would bring flowers, and sometimes Ryou just wanted to chat about his day with family. Amane and his mother were always here to listen. Tonight, he was telling them about the tournament Yugi had hosted for his friends that Ryou had been invited to. Ryou hadn't win, far from it, but he had fun!
Suddenly, the hairs on the back of his neck stood. He could feel a shiver crawling up his spine. Ryou paused his tale and looked around. Was someone watching him?
"Hello?"
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@pupmusebox cont.
"........"
they blinked their crimson eyes, watching carefully as the other finished his intricate project of creating the most delicious looking sandwich they had ever seen for his pokemon.
"i didn't mean to sound like a jerk." palkia shifted, sitting beside the happily feasting scovillian that was part of arven's team. "my parent is the same, you know..." the space deity said softly, resting their head on top of their knees.
"always working. never checking in. just made us and...left. as if we were supposed to know what to do from the getgo."
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Give the muse an object and see how they react.
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/ i'm home time to post hc voices for the squad
dialga - gabriel brown
palkia - caleb hyles
giratina - jt music
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>the face you make when dialga finds you hiding from doing your cosmic job in another dimension playing lego fortnite
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I Have This Friend starters
"So, what would you do if, hypothetically, someone… say, wrecked your car?" "Let's just pretend for a second that my friend might have accidentally broken the law." "My friend was wondering what happens if you don’t pay your taxes on time." "If someone, theoretically, skipped school, what would be the consequences?" "My friend needs advice on dealing with an unexpected pregnancy." "What would you do if someone, not me, was caught cheating on a test?" "How do you handle it if, say, a friend made a huge mistake at their job?" "Asking for a friend: what’s the best way to apologize for a major screw-up?" "My friend wants to know if it’s okay to date a coworker." "Hypothetically speaking, how would you handle a friend who’s lied about something big?" "Just curious, what’s the protocol if someone’s friend lost an expensive item?" "Can a friend get in trouble for something they said online?" "My friend is wondering what to do if they forgot an important anniversary." "What’s the best way to tell your parents that you, I mean, your friend, failed a class?" "If someone’s friend accidentally insulted their boss, how should they fix it?"
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oouughhhh dumbass creation trio gijinka doodles
They’re All Very Stupid
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// human fc for palkia maybe??? been talking with a moot and feel like they would shapeshift to (mostly ) fully human quite a bit to explore—
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SCREAMS
crashes through your door.
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"why is there a tear in the space-time continuum???"
"......"
"PALKIAAAAAAAA!"
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