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OOPS! ALL ANGST! PROMPTS *  assorted dialogue, adjust as necessary

when were you going to tell me the truth?

so you're telling me everything has been a lie.

i never should have trusted you.

you've done nothing but lie.

i had to make you believe me in order to get you to come.

there's nothing you can do for me now.

go! i'll fight them off! get to safety!

i'm done with this place.

we were never meant to be together.

there's nothing you can say to convince me otherwise.

i put my faith in you, and this is how you repay me?

you should have known better than to trust me.

is that all this is? a ploy? a game? is that what i am to you?

you've been playing with my heart this whole time.

was any of it real?

i'm never coming back here again.

i have a message from your father.

you were a waste of my time.

so that's it then? you're leaving?

we always knew this was a one way trip.

it's been an honor serving with you.

how long have you known?

did you ever love me? i mean really love me?

they made me a better offer.

it's not my fault you fell in love.

i need you to promise me you'll do everything in your power to fight.

what are you talking about? i'm not leaving you here!

there's nothing we can do now.

it's useless to try and fight.

i always thought there was more to you. turns out i was wrong.

you betrayed me for nothing.

you made me a promise.

it's no use. i've tried everything.

i can't believe you fell for that.

everything you've ever known is a lie.

do you want to hear what really happened?

i should have told you this a long time ago.

you're going to want to sit down for this.

i'm not sure you're ready for the honest truth.

i have a message from your mother.

get out of my house!

i'm never speaking to you again.

i'm not going to repeat myself.

i told you to never contact me again.

i warned you this would happen.

you're really good at fucking things up.

don't worry. you'll never hear from me again.

you were wrong about everything.

you already missed your chance.

i never asked for much.

i've loved you since the day we met.

i don't want you to be here when it happens.

you're such a disappointment.

i can't go on without you.

you have ruined my life!

we should run.

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re-explaining a few things: firstly this should be more aptly named the eldritch verse, as in meph's bio.

in his original demonic form, meph can't die but he also has to reap in order to sustain himself. without food for an extended period, the hunger can drive him mad. after the events of the rift, there are so little souls left to reap that he is constantly hungry. his body rejects this, but he cannot die either, so his body adapts.

as an eldritch being, he's more of a concept of who he once was, kind of like curses in jjk where each of them rep. a certain idea? he's basically there on earth to cause violence and satiate his desires, and he's lost most of who he was because of how much he suffered in between. now, he's no longer constrained by contracts and can eat as many souls for power as he feels like.

because he's consuming such a large volume of souls, he essentially has a power buff. the only abilities that he's lost is to shapeshift and mask when he's hurt. think of it as him 'breaking the game' - there used to be constraints on his power and rules to how he could eat, but now he's able to do whatever the fuck he wants. all the higher ups and gods have abandoned the building by now anyway.

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mephisto: eldritch verse where his powers & identity become progressively warped as his food source dies out on earth ... feel like it would be interesting for them to meet in saint's canon verse, maybe in the process of saint looking for places to hide? i feel like meph's canon verse would also work well with saint's divine verse too, bc he's always getting himself into trouble and doing dodgy shit to put himself on the radar lmfao. or any verse where saint wants to make a contract with him. lol.

zhou mixue: vampire who works as an assassin ( moniker : viper ) for the ' big circle gang ' in hong kong. has ties to chinese mafia and black organizations as well. may be sent abroad for work / missions, so i feel like they could potentially interact in saint's red raven verse?

lady macbeth: works well with his crown verse, goes without saying. possible kingdom politics, treaty type shit? i can also see her supernatural verse working well with his divine one. she's a fallen angel with no memory her past, in search of answers - maybe she requests his help or they know each other from the past ??? idk.

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starter call ) @musikensangel ) from mephisto .

while the representation in question was dubious, there was an element of charm in attending a play about himself. swallowed up by the darkness of the auditorium, he has no care in hide a grimace at fonta's powerful baritone, so utterly disparate from his memory of faust's character. even more egregious still, the caricature of himself: comically malevolent, adorned with a blood-red coat and the curve of thin, antelope horns.

given, he had not covered up the brief encounter well. faust was a ignoble pretender, a doctor of theology masquerading as professional; a miserly man who wished to satisfy lustful appetite by ungodly means. he had wrongly assumed that no one had enough detail about their brief meeting to procure anything worthy of publish. given, he had abandoned most subtlety by the end, for there were better souls to reap in the ottoman empire and he grew impatient - with the context of his next reap, it was the right judgment call to make. though, when people shied away and uttered his name in fearful tone after, it was then that he properly learnt the merits of disguises.

speaking of souls to reap ... he sighs. there is little he can do in this instance, save of paving the way for the man. though, he rather fancies having a chance to meddle.

"miss daae," he protrudes from shadow, catching her in stillness betwixt the flurries of people; a moment of privacy in the crowd. "i believe you will perform splendidly in your part as margarita." smiles before she can correct him about the casting, "i will see to it that you perform. it is the angel's word that i bring, after all. and..." eyes dart briefly to a particular red-clad singer, "i have a particular role for myself in mind."

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starter call .

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MULTIMUSE MEME: Send a " ⭐ " and I will list muses I would be interested in throwing at yours, or potential muse combinations if you are also a multi. If you like any of the suggested combinations, you are welcome to come plot or start interactions with them.

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OOPS! ALL ANGST! PROMPTS *  assorted dialogue, adjust as necessary

when were you going to tell me the truth?

so you're telling me everything has been a lie.

i never should have trusted you.

you've done nothing but lie.

i had to make you believe me in order to get you to come.

there's nothing you can do for me now.

go! i'll fight them off! get to safety!

i'm done with this place.

we were never meant to be together.

there's nothing you can say to convince me otherwise.

i put my faith in you, and this is how you repay me?

you should have known better than to trust me.

is that all this is? a ploy? a game? is that what i am to you?

you've been playing with my heart this whole time.

was any of it real?

i'm never coming back here again.

i have a message from your father.

you were a waste of my time.

so that's it then? you're leaving?

we always knew this was a one way trip.

it's been an honor serving with you.

how long have you known?

did you ever love me? i mean really love me?

they made me a better offer.

it's not my fault you fell in love.

i need you to promise me you'll do everything in your power to fight.

what are you talking about? i'm not leaving you here!

there's nothing we can do now.

it's useless to try and fight.

i always thought there was more to you. turns out i was wrong.

you betrayed me for nothing.

you made me a promise.

it's no use. i've tried everything.

i can't believe you fell for that.

everything you've ever known is a lie.

do you want to hear what really happened?

i should have told you this a long time ago.

you're going to want to sit down for this.

i'm not sure you're ready for the honest truth.

i have a message from your mother.

get out of my house!

i'm never speaking to you again.

i'm not going to repeat myself.

i told you to never contact me again.

i warned you this would happen.

you're really good at fucking things up.

don't worry. you'll never hear from me again.

you were wrong about everything.

you already missed your chance.

i never asked for much.

i've loved you since the day we met.

i don't want you to be here when it happens.

you're such a disappointment.

i can't go on without you.

you have ruined my life!

we should run.

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ver masterlist: canon only muses are exempted ( canon div // crossover )

directory

sylvain : crimson flower

haibara* : sherry , ova 9 , civilian // bnha , death note , hp , dnd/fantasy , fe3h , black butler/victorian , d:bh , tlou/apocalypse

mephisto* : young god , legacy , eldritch // lawyer/hitman , dnd , d:bh , bnha , fe3h , hp

henry : divergent // spn cw

sujin* : old money , harpist , influencer

seungho* : influencer , mua , college

jordan : modern , historical // stranger things

lady : youth , queendom , modern // spn cw

laurent : escapee , unchanged // hp

robin : survivor , modern

* verses are explained in depth within respective biographies

sylvain, crimson flower : defected to the adrestian empire. post-war, he is granted control over old gautier territory, though it is renamed to fit the meritocratic values of emperor edelgard's rule. also appointed as an emissary of state and sent on missions to sreng and almyra. by his own proposal request, he is ultimately appointed an indefinite stay in almyra for the purpose of working on the fodlan-almyra treaty and improving bi-lateral relations.

HENRY CREEL

divergent : after escaping from the facility, he does not kill his parents and attempts to rejoin the play due to patty's request. however, after suffering dr. brenner's provocation during the play and causing of patty's fall, he is dismayed. believing patty to be dead and feeling completely betrayed by his parents, he flees hawkins in search for people like himself.

spn cw : a boy with impure blood. unexplainable things happen to him; even though he tries his hardest to be good, something compels him to do dark and evil things. though, on second thought, is it really so bad to feel like he's been chosen for something special...? ( one of azazel's children. )

JORDAN BAKER

modern : sports science student. on scholarship as a pro-golfer.

historical : a noble who grew up defying the stereotypes of her time. learning how to cast on a specific veneer in order to please society and working through those constraints to rise into a position of power, she secured marriage to a figure-head who was content to let her run things as she preferred .

stranger things : a final-year student at hawkins high. a young girl with dreams of making a name for herself in the golfing world. all she just wants to keep her head down, graduate asap, and get into a big college with a sports scholarship. as far as she knows, the disappearances & weird happenings around town have absolutely nothing to do with her.

LAURENT DURAND

escapee : managing to escape the suspicion and psychological warfare of camille's mother, he leaves therese for dead along the banks of the river seine and attempts to starts a new life elsewhere . however, rotten roots struggle to take hold. he is left disturbed, wandering and bereft; a little darker & changed for good .

002. unchanged : having never met therese , he spends the rest of his university life in a haze of hedony . graduates on his father's dime & rides coattails to become an opportunistic , corrupt lawyer . this is a man who's learnt the ins - and - outs of the judicial system for the sole purpose of exploiting its loopholes .

hp : neutral pureblood slytherin. takes his father's position in the ministry for-granted, seeing it as a given that he'll ascend ministry ranks in the same way. he's not entirely wrong: after graduating, he becomes part of the dmle before being promoted as a wizengamot trial judge merely 5 years after. since, he has work where he worked during the commencement of the battle of hogwarts .

LADY MACBETH

youth : a bastard daughter, shunned by the head of house. the unfortunate circumstances leave her ambitious & power-hungry, and she vows to improve her societal position, no matter the cost.

queendom : sanity hangs on by a thin thread. ghostly whispers surround her, a cacophony of agony, voices of the good men she had clambered over to reach the bloody top. this is her happy ending, she tells herself. and when night comes, she washes her hands clean . sin, absolve, and repeat. madness is her old friend.

modern : a cutthroat business woman. runs macbeth industries as a shadow director.

spn cw: growing up unnatural in a highly religious community is a sin. since youth, she's had an unusual sensitivity towards spirits and hears voices in her head. they drive her mad and compel her to do terrible & unexplainable things. ( angel / psychic )

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starter call ) @silencedglaive ) from mephisto .

she is beauty incarnate in rage, flushed bellona and mars warmed. newfound godhood serves her well, a rush of golden-glow power diluted only by the clemency of widened pupils. that humanity rounds her, fills her with a livelihood that his teeth ache to devour; to know tenderly. he has no words to placate her inquiries -- her blood stains his hands, eked into the curves of sharpened nails and the stubborn grooves of feigned fingerprints. the drying crimson is all the more apparent in the harsh light of hindsight, and her recovering memories ( that which he thought would be buried eternal within the veneers of time ) do him no favour.

"i swear to you, with all that i know now, i am ... i do ... regret my actions," he stumbles, the lie difficult on his tongue.

though, is it a truly a falsity ? hidden under the craft of masks, he barely knows which side of his forked tongue speaks the truth. maybe there exists a bit of both -- knowing affection only in the context of pain, it is but his nature to enact the same. though upon reflection, he doesn't enjoy the hurt in her eyes, the liquid proof of his betrayal that tightens his gut into a roil of suppressed violence.

"macaria ... " he spreads his hands hopelessly; he thinks loathing would hurt less. "please, tell me what i can do."

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‘there are choices you make, things you do, that you don’t know are wrong when you do them. only time gives you that perspective.’ [ yuna > maki ]

meme ) @kvsemono ) from maki .

in spite of the emotional tumult, she dredges up a tentative smile, rounding out the usual sharpness of her features. the eloquent advice imbues her with a sense of comfort, though she wonders what yuna would say if she truly knew: how the taste of revenge left her ravenous like a beast, hands shaking from pleasurable vindication as she spilt the dark blood of her abusers. yuna is intimately entwined with her past, and in light of recent events, the misdeeds of the zenin clan must be stark in her mind. in context, would yuna be appalled by her lack of shame? she merely feels hollowed-out and indubitably scarred by the losses.

trauma-rough fingers reach for a softer palm, squeezing.

"thank you, senpai. i can't see it that way now, but perhaps... perhaps i could learn to." vacant eyes, once fixated along the wavering horizon, snap to her. "we can't all be wise as you."

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starter call ) @lockwdco ) from robin .

a rictus of heat was the only potent memory of babel. the remainder of the revolution came in snatches: blood-slicked lips, chinese characters etched on silver bars, the smell of burning opium on canton's ports. it is a miracle he remembers anything; that he is alive at all. bouts of survivor's guilt and self-pity lasted him a year, enduring even his slow period of recovery, but cabin fever and loneliness were enough to drive him up the walls.

he looks at the advertisement, then to the non-descript building it denotes. this is a good change, he thinks, a fresh start all but severed from his painful past. robin swift: he dons that well-worn identity like a learnt lexicon, the tie and suit too, in a play of class. then, he steels himself at the door before knocking. as it opens in response, he refrains from smoothing out his suit, a stagnant picture of confidence - if not in himself, then of his abilities to translate and decipher, "hello. i'm here for the job interview with lockwood and co.?"

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starter call ) @solivcgant ) from soojin.

she barely refrains from placing a glossy, manicured finger to restless lips. she takes care to maintain plasticine geniality on her features, even as discomfort blooms in her chest. something about these influencer events, steeped in pretense and frivolity, grate on her tender nerves. high school ended a decade ago, but this offers an unpleasant reminder, bitter medicine in her throat. she lifts a champagne flute from the long table for a lack of something better to do, turning to another lingering participant in the vague hope for some solidarity. "you'd think they'd arrange something more interesting after award shows; there are a billion things i'd rather do instead of stand around awkwardly and drink."

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plotted ) @doubtfumes ) from mephisto .

the cold winter chill does not compromise: delicate flakes of white adorn his gun-metal coat, signalling the turn of the seasons. blood-flushed knuckles clutch a dark coffee, brewed liquid transferring some much needed warmth. while the nature of his profression requires discretion and patience, malaise always creeps in as a bone-deep ache as he flounders in-between jobs - a curious mixture between boredom and existential crisis. he re-learns himself time and time again.

today, he wanders the charming avenues of enna, sicily in a maladaptive haze. a rustic flower shop stands out to him in the dim, and after superficial deliberation, he places himself mise-en-scene, an actor of a new play, seeking some inspiration in the mudanity of a life he doesn't live. in his own judgment, his semblance of normality is passable, though his byronic tendencies shine through in the somber blues of winter.

a ghostly echo of a chime as he steps into flowers; the sickly bloom of floral pungence as he inclines a smile towards the keeper. he is captivated -- dark, knowing eyes that search him like spring pools, as if recognizant of his very soul. he plucks a bouquet: fat, drooping cream shells and brings it to the counter. smiles. "i'll have this, please."

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before the devil breaks you  (  book 3 of the diviners series  )  -   libby bray  sentence starters change tenses/pronouns as needed !!  some lines have been edited for clarity / length / ease of roleplaying   tw ;  death ,  violence 

‘the last thing we need is a panic. panic breeds danger.’

‘i’ve never pretended I wasn’t looking out for myself.’

‘we’ve got bigger fish to fry. bigger than you and me. can we agree on that?’

‘I hate to say it, but you’re making sense.’

‘what do you care? it’s not like you want me, right?’

‘incredible. you actually worked up a little angry spit in the corner of your mouth right there.’

‘i’d rather have you on my side than against me.’

‘I know what it is to lose someone. but when they’re gone, they’re gone. we learn to live without them. to let go. to move forward.’

‘i’m just not accustomed to trusting people.’

‘you know there’s a ghost after you, don’t you?’

‘don’t lose hope. you anchor me. if you lose hope, well, I might, too.’

‘rules exist for a reason. even within disobedience, we need order.’

‘I am my own person. and I wish you could see me, the true me.’

‘I didn’t tell you because I didn’t know what you’d think of me.’

‘not a day goes by that I don’t regret that choice.’

‘do you think I’m selfish?’

‘oh, I see. It only counts if everyone knows about it.’

‘don’t you get enough attention?’

‘if this kills me I’ll never forgive you.’

‘when did you develop a conscience?’

‘I hate having a conscience. very inconvenient.’

‘you can’t bring back what’s gone.’

‘you said you wanted the truth. well truth is complicated.’

‘it’s the truth. ignore it at your peril.’

‘it feels like there’s this hole in the center of me, and I keep trying to fill it but I don’t know how. like there’s a part of me that’s just been erased.’

‘I got no story. i’m making it up as I go along.’

‘i’m glad I’m part of your story.’

‘it was honest. that’s how much I love you.’

‘you wanna be real friends or pretend friends?’

‘from this day forward, you are a ghost to me. I don’t even see you.’

‘are you saying that to give me to heebie - jeebies? because if you are, it’s working.’

‘expect the worst is my motto. saves on disappointment.’

‘that’s how you behave like a human. take notes so you can remember.’

‘do you think some places just hold onto evil? that you can’t paint it or wash it away? it lives on, no matter what you build on top?’

‘I don’t know if I want to kiss you or kill you.’

‘I love you. I want to save us both. come with me.’

‘i’m sorry. I shouldn’t have asked you to stay. I can’t expect you to risk your life for me.’

‘I don’t like basements. nothing good happens in basements.’

‘you’re sad and you’re lying about it.’

‘everybody lies. it’s how we get along in this world.’

‘I don’t talk about sad things.’

‘you’re not wicked. somebody is, but it’s not you.’

‘I thought you didn’t want to be with me.’

‘does that mean you do want to be with me?’

‘where’d you learn to do that? I wanna send that person a thank-you note.’

‘why be a man when you can be a king?’

‘do you imagine you can rid yourself of me? you have created me!’

‘will you always have to steal what you want?’

‘perhaps you enjoy going through life invisible, though I suspect you yearn for much more.’

‘where does power lie? in wealth? in titles?’

‘it’s so hard to know what the truth is. it shifts, depending on who’s telling it and when.’

‘that is a lie you tell yourself so you can sleep at night!’

‘stop telling me what I have a right to feel and start telling me the truth!’

‘there are choices you make, things you do, that you don’t know are wrong when you do them. only time gives you that perspective.’

‘I hate you for what you’ve done. i’ll hate you till my dying day!’

‘i’m so angry. so, so angry. I want to punch at the world and keep punching, but what good would it do?’

‘I think I’ve been clear. you and I are over. it’s been over for some time.’

‘you know what? when I said you could never hurt me, I was wrong.’

‘if it’s coming for one of us, then it’s coming for all of us.’

‘you don’t know what it’s like to take another man’s life. it changes you. you can’t ever get yourself back, not the same way.’

‘I believe in this right here. I got you. you got me. we got us.’

‘sometimes I think maybe I would like to burn it all down. start over. make different rules for the world.’

‘you can’t stop evil. you can only push back as hard as you can.’

‘I adore you. the truth is, i’d be lost without you.’

‘I know what a toll thinking takes on you.’

‘why do you have to ruin everything?’

‘I don’t know if I want to be touched in that way. I don’t know if my love is a physical love.’

‘the question is this: haven’t you been hurt enough?’

‘I was trying to protect you.’

‘I knew you’d come after me. I knew you’d try to make it right.’

‘you’re gonna make a fine mother / father someday.’

‘they say that those who don’t heed the lessons of the past are doomed to repeat them.’

‘you thought telling them the truth would make a difference. now they just hate you for telling them the truth.’

‘people want to be safe, not free.’

‘it feels as if nothing matters. truth, honor, trying to do what’s right. none of it matters.’

‘I just need something that doesn’t feel like a lie.’

‘i’m not perfect. i’m a handful. but you know what? so are you.’

‘what if I love you and you go away?’

‘I want you to hurt. I want to see you suffer. like you made me suffer.’

‘now you’re just trying to annoy me.’

‘it felt like the time for gallant speechifying. I rose to the moment rather well, I think.’

‘I won’t let you do this.’

‘no one listens to reason. they only pay attention to force.’

‘what you’re doing isn’t change. not the kind that matters. it’s anarchy. it’s terror.’

‘I don’t know everything, but I do know this—- bombs and guns and threats—- won’t make for a better world. just a more frightened and angry one.’

‘sometimes it feels like … like the world has given up on me.’

‘I should have stopped her. I should have done something,’

‘soon I will take all you love and watch you burn.’

‘you don’t know the fire you play with.’