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Care to fill me in as to what I've missed in my absence?
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As I rise from my hibernation,
I ask myself,
What is going on?
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#i swear i'm alive#somehow#just been entirely busy but also just out of headspace#if that makes sense
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Lack of Sleep Starters!
pronouns and context can be changed as you see fit.
When was the last time you actually got some rest?
Alright, that's it. You're going to bed, and I'm not taking no for an answer.
Look at you! You're spilling coffee.
You have bags, and I'm not talking about the Gucci kind.
Jesus, have you been awake the entire night?
It's 4am. You need sleep.
You're safe here. You can rest now.
I promise, I'm fine. I just look tired a lot, thanks to... the tiredness.
Look, I'm okay! I've pulled all nighters before.
This isn't the first time I've gone without sleep.
I'll carry you to bed if I have to.
Do I need to baby you?
Huh? What? I'm awake, I swear!
You just ran into the wall. It's time to lie down.
Go. To. Bed. That's an order.
I made a nest for you. You can sleep in that, if you want.
Can I get an extra pillow / blanket?
Want me to tuck you in, too?
I'll check in on you in an hour. You'd better not have moved.
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Lack of Sleep Starters!
pronouns and context can be changed as you see fit.
When was the last time you actually got some rest?
Alright, that's it. You're going to bed, and I'm not taking no for an answer.
Look at you! You're spilling coffee.
You have bags, and I'm not talking about the Gucci kind.
Jesus, have you been awake the entire night?
It's 4am. You need sleep.
You're safe here. You can rest now.
I promise, I'm fine. I just look tired a lot, thanks to... the tiredness.
Look, I'm okay! I've pulled all nighters before.
This isn't the first time I've gone without sleep.
I'll carry you to bed if I have to.
Do I need to baby you?
Huh? What? I'm awake, I swear!
You just ran into the wall. It's time to lie down.
Go. To. Bed. That's an order.
I made a nest for you. You can sleep in that, if you want.
Can I get an extra pillow / blanket?
Want me to tuck you in, too?
I'll check in on you in an hour. You'd better not have moved.
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Lack of Sleep Starters!
pronouns and context can be changed as you see fit.
When was the last time you actually got some rest?
Alright, that's it. You're going to bed, and I'm not taking no for an answer.
Look at you! You're spilling coffee.
You have bags, and I'm not talking about the Gucci kind.
Jesus, have you been awake the entire night?
It's 4am. You need sleep.
You're safe here. You can rest now.
I promise, I'm fine. I just look tired a lot, thanks to... the tiredness.
Look, I'm okay! I've pulled all nighters before.
This isn't the first time I've gone without sleep.
I'll carry you to bed if I have to.
Do I need to baby you?
Huh? What? I'm awake, I swear!
You just ran into the wall. It's time to lie down.
Go. To. Bed. That's an order.
I made a nest for you. You can sleep in that, if you want.
Can I get an extra pillow / blanket?
Want me to tuck you in, too?
I'll check in on you in an hour. You'd better not have moved.
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Force my Muse to Spill their Secrets
🌧- For a heavy, emotional secret
🙃- For a lighter, slightly embarrassing secret
🌟- For a secret wish or desire of theirs
🍏- For something they secretly wish didn’t exist
🍎- For something they secretly wish did exist
❤️- For a secret crush
📲- Talk about someone/something you dislike, but only pretend to like
👁🗨- Talk about someone/something you like, but pretend to dislike
🍻- For something bad/mischievous you did as a child or teen that your parents don’t know about
🌜- For a ‘weird’ habit or tic that no one knows about
💃- For a talent that they like to keep hidden from others
🏹- For a talent they wish they had
👻- For something that scares or disturbs them, but they refuse to tell anyone
☢️- For a controversy or scandal they have been able to keep mostly under wraps
🐇- For a secret item they keep (stuffed animal, comfort object, etc)
📒- For a secret journal/diary they keep (Bonus: Share an entry from it!)
📔- For a secret sketchbook they keep (Bonus: Share a sketch or doodle within it!)
🖤- For something they secretly wish they could do with your muse
❓- Free Space! Ask them about a specific secret!
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A purr escapes her to the kiss, wrapping her arms around him and starting to lean against him...
"I have you. Are you ok?
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Are you breathing?
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Please wake up. You ... you need to wake up.
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Please, please, please. Wake up for me! Please!
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No ... "
Amelia laid motionless, unresponsive to his calls as she felt every part of her drifting away from her wounds. For a slight moment, she felt him. She wanted to reassure him, tell him she loves him and that she'll return. After all there's still so much she wanted to do to start over again...After everything she's been through in her long, long life...
But she was all too exhausted, tired, struck down...
She'll just take a "nap"...right? And she'll dream a good long dream...
...Right?
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She gets surprised as she gets swept off her feet, blushing before smiling as they make their way to the house. She purrs along the way, giving a peck on the cheek and holding onto him closely...
"Are you okay? Answer me...
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Please...
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Please wake up. Wake up for me...
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No..."
He thought he heard a voice. It sounded familiar, but it didn't seem to be that clear for a moment...
...then he remembered her: Long, dark hair and two orange horns that poked through it.
That...was what she looked like, right? Perhaps. Then again, there wasn't much left for thinking. He willed his eyes to open, but nothing came of it.
Usually, there wouldn't be much to it. After a few moments, he'd pop back up with a burst of rainbow light that came about whenever something like this happened. But...
In the spur of the moment, he had pushed her aside before a rather large arrow hit her, which instead was sent through his torso and through...many things.
There was that one ancient rule that those like him abided by...
If the death suffered was deemed Heroic...
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She gladly followed along inside and to the couch...
“Of course...”
She settles herself close to him on the couch, leaning in for a kiss on the cheek...
"I have you. Are you ok?
...
Are you breathing?
...
Please wake up. You ... you need to wake up.
...
Please, please, please. Wake up for me! Please!
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No ... "
Amelia laid motionless, unresponsive to his calls as she felt every part of her drifting away from her wounds. For a slight moment, she felt him. She wanted to reassure him, tell him she loves him and that she'll return. After all there's still so much she wanted to do to start over again...After everything she's been through in her long, long life...
But she was all too exhausted, tired, struck down...
She'll just take a "nap"...right? And she'll dream a good long dream...
...Right?
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“That...would be nice...Please...”
She purred once more. She wanted to stay close but she figured she would have to get up, so she gently pulls away...
"Are you okay? Answer me...
...
Please...
...
Please wake up. Wake up for me...
...
No..."
He thought he heard a voice. It sounded familiar, but it didn't seem to be that clear for a moment...
...then he remembered her: Long, dark hair and two orange horns that poked through it.
That...was what she looked like, right? Perhaps. Then again, there wasn't much left for thinking. He willed his eyes to open, but nothing came of it.
Usually, there wouldn't be much to it. After a few moments, he'd pop back up with a burst of rainbow light that came about whenever something like this happened. But...
In the spur of the moment, he had pushed her aside before a rather large arrow hit her, which instead was sent through his torso and through...many things.
There was that one ancient rule that those like him abided by...
If the death suffered was deemed Heroic...
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She smiles warmly as she follows along towards the house. She didn’t mind anywhere inside the house. As long as she’s with him and loves him...
"I have you. Are you ok?
...
Are you breathing?
...
Please wake up. You ... you need to wake up.
...
Please, please, please. Wake up for me! Please!
...
No ... "
Amelia laid motionless, unresponsive to his calls as she felt every part of her drifting away from her wounds. For a slight moment, she felt him. She wanted to reassure him, tell him she loves him and that she'll return. After all there's still so much she wanted to do to start over again...After everything she's been through in her long, long life...
But she was all too exhausted, tired, struck down...
She'll just take a "nap"...right? And she'll dream a good long dream...
...Right?
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Reblog if you're willing to answer publicly anything that comes to your ask box right now.
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She starts to lean into him as he pulled her closer, continuing her purrs as she was happy to be with him...
"Are you okay? Answer me...
...
Please...
...
Please wake up. Wake up for me...
...
No..."
He thought he heard a voice. It sounded familiar, but it didn't seem to be that clear for a moment...
...then he remembered her: Long, dark hair and two orange horns that poked through it.
That...was what she looked like, right? Perhaps. Then again, there wasn't much left for thinking. He willed his eyes to open, but nothing came of it.
Usually, there wouldn't be much to it. After a few moments, he'd pop back up with a burst of rainbow light that came about whenever something like this happened. But...
In the spur of the moment, he had pushed her aside before a rather large arrow hit her, which instead was sent through his torso and through...many things.
There was that one ancient rule that those like him abided by...
If the death suffered was deemed Heroic...
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She chuckled lightly, turning her head to offer a soft kiss...
“Then...lets head inside, hm~?...”
"I have you. Are you ok?
...
Are you breathing?
...
Please wake up. You ... you need to wake up.
...
Please, please, please. Wake up for me! Please!
...
No ... "
Amelia laid motionless, unresponsive to his calls as she felt every part of her drifting away from her wounds. For a slight moment, she felt him. She wanted to reassure him, tell him she loves him and that she'll return. After all there's still so much she wanted to do to start over again...After everything she's been through in her long, long life...
But she was all too exhausted, tired, struck down...
She'll just take a "nap"...right? And she'll dream a good long dream...
...Right?
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“That sounds so lovely...”
She smiled lightly, gently curling up to him with a purr...
"Are you okay? Answer me...
...
Please...
...
Please wake up. Wake up for me...
...
No..."
He thought he heard a voice. It sounded familiar, but it didn't seem to be that clear for a moment...
...then he remembered her: Long, dark hair and two orange horns that poked through it.
That...was what she looked like, right? Perhaps. Then again, there wasn't much left for thinking. He willed his eyes to open, but nothing came of it.
Usually, there wouldn't be much to it. After a few moments, he'd pop back up with a burst of rainbow light that came about whenever something like this happened. But...
In the spur of the moment, he had pushed her aside before a rather large arrow hit her, which instead was sent through his torso and through...many things.
There was that one ancient rule that those like him abided by...
If the death suffered was deemed Heroic...
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