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biiscione-archive · 5 years ago
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@thesoundofwardrums  suggests  :  jonathan  coming  to  natoma’s  aid  when  she  awakes  from  a  nightmare ONE  WORD  PROMPTS.  /  accepting
     A crescendo of NO’s ( keyu’s or kiyo’s ) rattle his exhausted, dreaming mind, arousing him from his already restless sleep. The jesuit’s mind takes much longer to register who exactly these exclamations came from, body lifting a weary head above a sea of warm bodies. Jonathan had accepted the offer to take refuge in this chukka while the church and missionaries’ very European home was being built by their very gracious hosts. He sleeps alongside Nashoba, uncles, and male cousins, strategically walled off from the tribal women. There is an understanding in the logic and, actually, a safety felt by the missionary in the decision. Every day he fears a break in social code and the rumored ( and semi-fabricated ) consequences of such actions. So to be segregated, to lessen the chance of social injury, brought him great comfort.      But even as he mulls over the possibility of painful retribution, he still possesses a great bit of concern for Natoma, whose whines and whimpers quietly disturb the cool night air. Amber hues glance at a ‘ sleeping ’ Nashoba, who, he is certain, is watching him through thick lashes. Nevertheless, he stands, taking hold of the clay wall to steady himself before eyeing the spaces between each sleeping person, mentally creating a path to Natoma. Jonathan takes his first step and finds, even with his lanky, clumsy form, that he makes it to her without disturbing anyone else.      Bending at the waist, lengthy arms extend and allow their hands to grip her shoulders. They give her a shake, gentle enough to not frighten her but firm enough to wake her. “Natoma,” he whispers harshly. “My dear, wake up. WAKE UP.” The devil plagues her; he is SURE of it. Panicked, he shakes her a little more forcefully. “It is a just a dream.” Or NIGHTMARE.
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biiscione · 3 years ago
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15 Muse Associations
Tagged by: @thxwxlf​ <3
Tagging: liderally..... anyone who wants to. idk who else has been tagged lmao
Jonathan
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ANIMAL:  maned wolf
COLOR(S):  dark green, slate gray, navy blue
MONTH:  april
SONG(S): erupting light - hildur gudnadottir, guaglione - marino marini
NUMBER:  5
DAY OR NIGHT: day
PLANT(S):  olive trees, dwarf palms, dry grass
SMELL(S):  lavender, frankincense 
GEMSTONE: chatoyant/tiger’s eye
SEASON:  autumn
PLACE(S):  a rocky, desert beach
FOOD(S): fresh baked bread, blood oranges, olive oil
ASTROLOGICAL SIGN:  aries
ELEMENT(S):  fire
DRINK(S):  red wine, strong coffee
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1800-angry · 5 years ago
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fmdjynxarchive · 5 years ago
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👀 + which aria comeback came with the best memories? 👀 + would you prefer to branch out into more variety, production/songwriting, solo music, modeling, or acting? 👀 + is there a meaning behind your stage name?
Send me a “👀 + a question” and my muse has to answer honestly!
“nonono, that song and comeback really boosted us and have a lot of positive results, the start of our fame. that is a lot..but i’d say modeling and variety. solo music as well but not as much, i’m happy promoting in aria as a singer. it’d also be a more dance based, just because that isn’t our group. and my stage name was given because..i’m clumsy. as a trainee i was over excited and i caused a lot of accidents.” 
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themthistles · 8 years ago
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When your bias is an actual living meme
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biiscione-archive · 6 years ago
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Rooney Mara
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     FOR someone who HATED the Church, Margherita loved the irony that it would be an elderly priest to SAVE her from herself. Born as Anna Margherita Amato, the young woman lived a particularly normal life in post-war Sicily. She grew up in a time where the warlords had left Italy and, for a brief decade or so, it finally knew peace. With peace came cultural change and at the whims of hegemonies, like that of Great Britain and the United States, Italy happened to adopt their aggressive Capitilastic doctrines and coupled them with their own Roman Catholic Orthodoxy. Her late teen years were spent unlearning obedience and adherence to what she deemed to be despicable dogmas. This, coupled with the rise of a new genre of music ( PUNK ROCK ), catalyzed Anarchy in the core of this young woman. Her parents, aged by War and Destruction, passed away before her transformation and, silently and sadly, she remained grateful that they did not witness the Devolution of their only child.     Alone, she took to nomadic life quite well in the beginning. Margherita adhered to large social groups in Paris, West Berlin, and finally London. There was a desire, projected on her by her peers, to move across troubled, dark waters to America, but home-sickness saved her from a lonesome life overseas. She returned to Sicily in her mid-twenties, unsure of herself but certain of all the distastes she had for NORMAL society. Life becomes stagnant and, as she can no longer rely on her vices ( drug and alcohol abuse ) so openly, she goes to CONFESSION for the first time in a decade. There, she meets a priest past his prime.      Jonathan, at the age of seventy-eight, had the great pleasure of acquainting himself with Margherita on a cool, Saturday afternoon. Their first interactions were relatively formal, both sitting among the pews of the Cathedral and performing the Sacrament of Penance. Then they spent odd moments throughout the week together, jesting for some hours and speaking with gravity for many more. Their talks of existence and God and life itself keeps her distracted from her pain and keep him happily content and away from the stagnation of his office. Though quite different in EVERY way, the pair offered each other long-needed solace and purpose.      It is ultimately with his assistance that she leaves her hometown to seek a better life elsewhere, taking to a much healthier nomadic life than she had previously. Margherita’s relationship with the priest allowed her to love herself and in turn love the world around her. She is, of course, still wild in her late years but maintains a happier and fuller disposition. Learned in handling vices, from her own experiences, she has made it a point to help others in need and will continue to do so till she can no longer.
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fmdjynxarchive · 5 years ago
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👀 + do like knowing you have a sister?
Send me a “👀 + a question” and my muse has to answer honestly!
“i don’t mind it, it’s a little surreal? but i don’t know if we’ll reach a point where we really feel like sisters. right now, it’s just a strange concept that i’m still trying to deal with.” 
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fmdjynxarchive · 5 years ago
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👀 + would you like aria to try more concepts like i'm so sick or are you happy sticking to what you know?
Send me a “👀 + a question” and my muse has to answer honestly!
“yes! i thought i’m so sick was going to be the turning point, don’t get me wrong, i’m okay with our concepts but honestly...something different would be great.” 
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themthistles · 8 years ago
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J.Memes are back
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themthistles · 8 years ago
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It's been an intense month. Have some j.memes to relieve your stress🌸
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