#which are verse dependent

[stingslikeabee]

muse feelings and indicators

RULES: bold for usually, italics for sometimes

happiness

being unable to stop smiling. laughter. bear hugs. happy tears. waving arms around. dancing. contently sighing. eyes twinkling. laughter lines. childlike playfulness. skipping. talking more. affection. cracking more jokes than usual. gesturing more when talking. higher pitched voice. squealing. jumping around. clapping.

sadness

tearing up. self-hugging. one-arm cross. an aching chest. scratchy throat. a runny nose. turning away. deep breaths. quivery smiles. crying. infantile sobbing. hands gripping each other or an object. covering mouth. puffy eyes. eyes appear red. voice breaking. a distant or empty stare. monotone voice. asking for comfort. faking a smile. crumbling. shaking. whimpering. abusing an unhealthy habit. withdrawing from others. big teary eyes. doing something even if it could hurt them.

anger

furrowed brows. baring teeth. passive-aggressive comments. avoiding eye contact. sarcasm. headache. sore muscles. hiding clenched fists. irritability. jumping to conclusions. raising voice. going silent. demanding immediate action. keeping it all in until exploding. body tensing. making risky decisions. middle finger.

fear

wanting to flee or hide. what-ifs. images of what-could-be flashing in mind. uncontrollable trembling. rapid breathing. screaming. a skewed sense of time. irritability. keeping silent. denying fear. turning away from the cause. pretending to be brave. nail-biting. lip-biting. scratching skin. a joking tone but a voice that cracks. fainting. insomnia. panic attacks. exhaustion. substance abuse. tics. rushing adrenaline. face draining of color. hair lifting on the back of the neck. feeling rooted to the spot. making body as small as possible. staring but not seeing. crying. a shrill voice. whispering. gripping something or someone. stuttering. flinching at noises. pleading.

exhaustion

constantly yawning. slurring words together. dark circles or lines under eyes. mood swings. hallucinations. calling people by the wrong name. dizziness. denying they’re tired. slow blinking. trouble concentrating. stumbling. leaning on a doorframe for support. sluggish movements. falling asleep someplace that isn’t a bed. becoming irritated by the smallest things. “i’m awake, i’m fine”. shaking so bad they spill their drink. fall asleep in their clothes. lay their head on the table because they’re so tired. passing out.

tagged by: stolen from the void! tagging: @dojimakaichou . @saishuu-heiki . @cwarscars . @svnsworn (for one of your FFXVI muses? I'm going to start the game soonish!) . @marie-dufresne & you!

[babybells123]

I’m obsessed with them already

[dutybcrne]

Thinking abt Kae’s Fatui verse,,,,

[ruthlesslistener]

Marcelline 🤝 Marcille: needing to keep an eye on your autistic sometimes-unnerving and dangerously competent brother because he keeps trying to do some freaky shit to monsters while also attempting to juggle being a full-time lesbian

[xxplastic-cubexx]

help me choose between krakoa cherik, movies cherik (can be them old or young) or x-men '97 cherik for my fics cause this is a place i don't know which one to choose

wellllll the verse i pick is usually dependent on the idea i have since Personally i think some verses offer something specific compared to others For Certain Ideas but i generally have a bias for tas/classic cherik for my stuff

[melien]

𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒚

[harteatiing]

𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄'𝐒 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄 𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒

Bold what always applies. Italicise what could apply / applies only to some verses.

Killed Someone Under Orders | Had Someone Killed On Their Orders | Killed Someone In Self Defense | Spared Someone’s Life | Invented Something | Been Hungover | Kissed Someone | Slow-Danced | Been In A Long-Term Relationship | Had Sex | Had Sex And Regretted It | Had A One-Night Stand | Had A Threesome/Orgy | Experimented With Their Sexuality | Had A Kid | Adopted A Kid | Wanted To Have A Family With Someone | Done Something On Impulse They Regretted | Gone Traveling | Had A Bounty Put On Them | Eaten An Insect | Been Groped By A Stranger | Been Groped By Someone They Know | Been Dumped | Dumped Someone | Smoked | Gotten High | Flirted With Someone To Get Free Drinks | Put Someone In A Headlock | Won A Bet | Lost A Bet | Forgiven Someone Who Wronged Them | Indulged In Petty Revenge | Hallucinated | Has A Noticeable Physical Defect | Gotten A Noticeable Scar | Been Permanently Disfigured Through Injury | Kneed Someone In The Groin | Had An Unattainable Crush | Laughed Themselves To The Point Of Tears | Been Kidnapped |

Been Brainwashed/Hypnotised | Had A Recurring Nightmare | Been Bullied | Bullied Someone | Experienced Survivor’s Guilt | Been Tied/Chained Up | Given Someone A Massage | Received A Massage | Been Backed Up Against A Wall | Shot Someone | Stabbed Someone | Saved Someone’s Life | Cheated On Someone | Been Cheated On | Been In An Open Relationship | Had A Friendship With Benefits | Been In A Queerplatonic Relationship | Had A Stalker | Been Betrayed | Been A Traitor | Been Possessed | Been In A Bar Fight | Been Thrown Out Of A Bar | Been Arrested | Broken Out Of Jail | Been To A Funeral | Been To A Brothel | Had Surgery | Broken Someone’s Trust | Broken Someone’s Heart | Had Their Heart Broken | Broken/Damaged Something Out Of Anger | Broken/Damaged Something Out Of Spite | Gotten A Piercing | Gotten A Tattoo | Used A Fake Name | Been Beaten Up | Been Tortured | Tortured Others | Been Abused | Been Blackmailed | Gotten Away With A Crime | Framed Someone Else For A Crime They Committed | Shared A Bed Platonically | Been In Love | Suffered From Sleep Paralysis | Been Forced To Flee Their Home | Learned A New Language | Joined A Rebellion | Fought On The Losing Side Of A War | Fought On The Winning Side Of A War | Become A Godparent | Become An Aunt/Uncle

Tagged by: @hazbinned

Tagging: Anyone who wants it, please steal and tag me! :>

[undertheopensky]

Since you are also a fan of LU Four, I need to ask if you have a favorite headcanon.

ASDFGH HOW CAN YOU ASK ME TO PICK JUST ONE I HAVE SO MANY FOUR HEADCANONS AND I LOVE THEM ALL

SELECTED RANDOMLY:

Though Four enjoys all aspects of smithing, each of the Colours has an area that they most enjoy and do best at!

Blue - fiddly and repetitive tasks like making arrowheads and links of mail and reattaching broken pieces

Vio - complex fine detail tasks like making buckles or decorative details for commission pieces; he’s also the one who does jewellery but he complains about it

Red - the early steps in heavy shaping for armour and weaponry, hammering things into shape

Green - the finishing steps like sharpening, polishing, attaching hilts and checking balances

THANK YOU FOR ASKING - !

[velaraffricate]

translation of the first verse from gliese 710 by king gizzard! almost every verb here is in the imperative mood, which posed a bit of a challenge. in irkan osla, unlike in english, the imperative declines based on number - either first person plural, or second person singular or plural. i went for 1PL because I thought it sounded almost like a sort of battlecry and less like a literal command, but the others would work too depending on your interpretation of the lyrics. i also decided to translate 'lava' as 'fire-river', since i don't think this culture would be familiar with active volcanoes.

melt the ice reheat the dead terraform the planet compress the lungs eat the mushroom cool the lava watch the new star dance upon the night sky

blüas ṭhuṣki kxokomaŋka doanragiki na'isünaas ërki fahaaŋka ṇiiṇliphiki khenaak ömki kaṣkhalauas thufki ṭṣi glutas ixki xorosabaothi ḍi misit

gloss and IPA under the cut!

ice-II.SG.ABS melt-IMP.1PL dead.ones-I.PL.ABS again-heat-IMP.1PL world-II.SG.ABS transform-IMP.1PL lung-I.PL.ABS compress-IMP.1PL mushroom-I.SG.ABS eat-IMP.1PL fire.river-II.SG.ABS cool-IMP.1PL new star-II.SG.ABS watch-IMP.1PL night.sky-II.SG.DAT in dance-INF

/ˈbly.as ˈʈʰuʂ.ki ˈkxɔ.kɔ.maŋ.ka ˈdɔan.ra.gi.ki ˈna.ʔi.sy.na.as ˈər.ki ˈfa.ha.aŋ.ka ˈɳiːɳ.li.pʰi.ki ˈkʰɛ.na.ak ˈœm.ki ˈkaʂ.kʰa.lau.as ˈtʰuf.ki ʈʂi ˈglu.tas ˈix.ki ˈxɔ.rɔ.sa.ɔ.tʰi ɖi ˈmi.sit/

[the-smallest-star]

Does she have a name besides wifey?

//Her husbands named her;

Marie, Honey, Kathleen and Estella

[serabellyms]

PLOTTED STARTER !     ⤷ @magemade ✧ callum.

The last few nights had been nights full of nothing but restlessness for Rayla. Ever since coming back from Umber Tor, visiting the Storm Spire again... All she could see when she closed her eyes were the horrible images that plagued her. And to make matters worse, new ones had surfaced. Ones she didn't want to see, to experience... or to even think about.

She knew why. It had been that... ridiculous request Callum had made of her. Well, ridiculous was putting it mildly; she'd called it that because she couldn't bring herself to admit the truth about it: that what he'd asked her to do was the one thing she couldn't do. Not him, not in a million years.

Rayla knew she'd give up her own life before she could ever fulfill that request.

Unfortunately... those sleepless nights had started to catch up to her. She knew if she didn't get at least a bit of sleep, she was going to regret it, and people were going to start asking questions... and knowing Callum, he'd be at the front of that line. Distant as they'd been, and as much as he'd kept her at arm's length, she knew he'd be the first to catch on. So, she did the only thing she knew she could: find a place of comfort, with lots of moonlight, and hope that she at least got enough sleep to function tomorrow.

She knew exactly the place. Callum wasn't in his office, thankfully; she didn't want to know what he'd think if he saw her sleeping in such a strange place. With one deep breath to steel herself, Rayla pulled herself up into the window, satisfied that she was out of sight enough that even if someone walked in, she wouldn't be immediately seen. Her sitting on a window sill wasn't out of the ordinary, but sleeping on one? The less questions she had to answer about that one, the better.

Settling herself as comfortably as she could, she tossed her cloak over herself like a blanket, settling down. Was it comfortable? Absolutely not. Was it the worst place she'd slept? Definitely not. At least up in the window, she didn't have to worry about ambushes or wild animals; the guards patrolling the castle prevented that, along with Pyrrah doing the occasional flight around from the skies.

She must have been more tired than she anticipated, as within moments, she was sound asleep; the moon was soothing enough that she was sleeping heavily, overcome with the exhaustion that days of little to no sleep had caused in her.

After a few hours, she roused awake, still feeling some of the exhaustion that plagued her; though she'd slept, most of it wasn't a restful sleep. It was then that she realized she was no longer in the window; she was laying on something soft, with a blanket tucked over her. Who would've..?

"Callum?" She croaked, sitting up as she tried to rub the sleep from her eyes. How long had she slept? There was light, but... no, it wasn't sunlight. She could see the faint glow along the horizon, but the majority of the light was still from the moon, so it had to be at least an hour before sunrise.

[adflictus]

Is there a favorite outfit Gabriel has?

@aroyaltailor has curiosities!

【★】 — "Not particularly? A favored style of clothing is generally anything I can move around easily in~. Whispers in the wind make me rather acutely aware of certain things so ease of movement is a priority for me while aesthetics are secondary." There's a rather casual smile on his face. "Though I suppose when I'm not on the field, I tend to keep it simple ❤"

[handsomethrowrug]

OOC:

[universestreasures]

Shadow Checkmate (Drabble)

For @shachou

Chess. It was the first game Nii-sama ever taught me, the one that made me really love gaming. I'm not very good at it. Nowhere near as good as my brother. But...when I play it with him, it makes me so happy! It's a lot of fun to try and beat him, even if I always lose.

It used to be something we'd do every day, with other kids at the orphanage watching us. But...we don't play chess anymore. We haven't since we moved into this house.

Our stepfather says Nii-sama has more important things to do than to play with me, something about needing to work hard. That's why I don't see him most days. I only see him at dinner once in a while or at a fancy party I get to go to. Other times, I'm told he's too busy studying with his teachers, even if I ask nicely.

I miss him. I miss him a lot. I miss the days when he read me stories about dragons and wizards. I miss the days when he'd tuck me into bed. I miss the days when we played chess for fun all day. I miss the days we were together.

With him not around, I've gotten lonely and bored. That means I've had to make new ways to have fun, like Nii-sama and I always used to do. That's why I made a new game, a new game I can play that makes me feel like I'm playing it with him.

It's called Shadow Checkmate.

The rules are the same as regular chess, except you don't need a second person to play. All you need is yourself and your shadow. Though, I don't have any chess pieces. I've had to use things in my room, like buttons or pencils, instead. I drew the board out on a piece of paper, one side for the 'white' pieces and one side for the 'black'. I use the black ones like I always do, and my shadow uses the white.

I take my turns, and then I move my shadow's pieces for it. Though, when I play, I don't see or hear my shadow playing with me. I hear and see my brother. For he is always by my side, like a shadow, even if he isn't here.

"Good move, Mokie!" I'd hear him say, my brother's voice echoing in my head.

"Better luck next time, kiddo." He'd tell me after he'd win, like he always does.

"Let's play again!" That is what he'd say after each game, always wanting to play more.

I'd play Shadow Checkmate for hours and hours. I'd play so much to the point I'd fall asleep right there on the floor. It was fun and made me feel like, even just for a while, that I wasn't trapped in this stupid house. When I was back home with Nii-sama, smiling and playing together like we always did.

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I find myself coming back to that little game I made rather recently, playing it wherever Nii-sama happens to be. In his hospital room. In his bedroom. Even outside in the mansion's garden when the doctors allow me to take him out. Wherever he is, and we'd have a moment, we'd play, just like we used to.

I'd set up the pieces, proper chess pieces his time. His were white, and mine were black. And since I long since memorized all of his moves, I gently guide his hands to the pieces, helping him move them into place. Of course, I always lose. But...unlike the last time I lost a game, I don't get yelled at or punished for losing, even if I somehow always get a little shaken when his voice in my mind echos "checkmate."

It was nice to have him here, not looking at me so coldly, at least physically. For he can't move or can't talk right now. Like this, he really had become my shadow, always there next to me, but unable to react to anything I say, outside of what I make up in my head. The real him was off rebuilding the puzzle of his heart, according to Yugi, whatever that meant.

But I promised to wait for him, and wait for him I did. Each and every day for over half a year. I played many games with him, maybe in hopes that by doing so he'd come back, but nothing had changed. And unlike when I was little, I wasn't smiling as much during these games. It didn't help ease my loneliness. If anything, it made me feel sadder. For my Nii-sama was right in front of me, and yet...it still wasn't who I was waiting for. It wasn't who I wanted to be with more than anything. It wasn't who I wanted to say "I love you, Mokuba" for real instead of in my head.

It wasn't my big brother, the person I wanted to play chess for real with.

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I played a lot of chess with my friends while I've been at Tasuku's place. All four of them took turns playing with me, me winning against Gao and Akatsuki and me losing to Suzuha and Tasuku. I tried my best to put my all into these games, but...my heart just wasn't in. It was like I was zoning out most of the time, stuck in my own head and unable to focus on what was in front of me.

Whoever I played against, I would always see Nii-sama instead. Instead of their voices, I'd hear his, encouraging me or congratulating me on a win. It was no different than playing Shadow Checkmate all over again, except this time I didn't have to move the other pieces.

The more we played as the weeks went on, the more I kept thinking. Will I get to play chess with the real Nii-sama ever again? Will I get to ever see him again? Will he ever want to see me again? Will he...will he send me back to the orphanage, since I liked it there so much? Will I be forced to play with shadows of him made by my mind, something i did when I had no choice, forever?

My fears engulfed my shadows, transforming the images of my brother I saw during these games now, just like how he appeared in my nightmares. His voice changed too, encouraging words now distorted into the anger-filled rage he experienced that night that had been echoing in my mind since they happened as if they'd never shut up.

"I will not entertain this nonsense any longer!"

"You want no part of this ? Fine. Do as you wish."

" This conversation is over."

I put my hands over my ears as they get louder, dropping my chess pieces in the process as my eyes shut tight and tears start to flow. Tasuku and my friends come to my side to comfort me, but I can't hear them. All I can hear and see is my shadow growing into my brother, towering over me like his dragon, before detaching himself from me and leaving me alone.

All alone.

Forever.

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Here I am. Sitting alone inside a room in this mansion, this time my brother's room, playing Shadow Checkmate once again with the makeshift pieces I made when I was five. I know I don't have to play this anymore. I had friends I could play with. I had employees I could play with. Hell, if I wanted to, I could make an AI version of my brother to play with.

But...for some reason, I chose this way instead. Maybe it was because it felt nostalgic. Maybe it was because it had worked in the past into fooling myself he was actually here. For unlike all the other times before, my brother isn't here in this dimension. He's off somewhere I can't get to. Somewhere, I don't know if he'll ever return from.

As I move my pieces into place, following suit by moving my shadows, I try to not think so hard. I want to lose myself in my fantasies. I want to escape for even just a moment, to remind myself that everything is okay and that my brother is still with me!

And yet...this time, there was nothing. No voice. No sound. No image. It was just me. Me, myself, and I. The reality of it all was too real to suppress, for no trace of my brother was left in this world other than his cards, his possessions, and my memories and mementos. I wasn't a little kid anymore who could distract myself with self-made images of what I wanted to see.

I had grown up, meaning this game...was no longer what I needed it to be anymore.

I threw all of the game pieces to the side in a swipe, gritting my teeth in frustration as I huffed and puffed. I hate this! Why wasn't it working anymore? Can't I just have a moment, even just a second of peace? The peace I thought would always be there?!

We promised each other we wouldn't ever be separated. We promised we'd always stick together. We promised we'd always be a team. And yet, just like in my visions from the past, he's left my side, my shadow seemingly nonexistent as I turn my back to look.

For there was no light to guide me. No light to warm me. No light to guide me. Nii-sama is my light. He always has been, and without him...I feel...

I feel incomplete, like part of my soul is missing; a part I need to live lest I be cast down back into the sea of despair that had almost drowned me so many times again and again. I feel worthless, knowing I can never fill his shoes. I feel numb, knowing I might never get to play another game with him....ever again.

It was suffocating as I cried my eyes out over him, left in nothing but the rubble of my childhood escape that could no longer stop me from drowning...

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It was a miracle. A miracle I thought one day might never come. But it did. The light that protects my brother's soul, his dragons, along with a priest who resembled him, led me back to my brother. We were together at last, his light returning my shadow to me after a painful two months of separation.

Naturally, everyone celebrated his return. Kaiba Corporation was glad to have him back, a weight being taken off my shoulders. Despite doing my best, no one ran the company quite like my brother. He had a light that lead everyone to doing their jobs well and to the best of their ability, a light I sadly don't have just yet but that I hope I one day will have!

However, that wasn't what I was concerned about. I was worried about one thing and one thing only: spending time with him, good quality time outside of work. I wasn't about to let him become a workaholic again. At least...not right away. For there was something important I just had to do, a thought that had been on my mind since he first left.

I come into his lab with a box under my arms, one I had to dig around in Seto's room for. My entrance gets his attention, him turning his chair to face me. I greet him with a smile, as I always do, before I do what I have been wanting to do for so long; finally putting a nail in the coffin to my old game

"Niisama...?" I ask, holding up a box containing his personal set of a certain game, a game we haven't played together in ages that I was ready to play with him for real this time.

"Can we...play some chess? I think...I think I'm finally ready to beat you!"

[locktobre]

all day i have been thinking about how much i want to lift out the summers family stuff from my barbieverse bc we all know that's where my heart & soul is/was but it's all sooo inextricably tied to barbie stuff specifically it's hard to thi k of how i would do it. but i looooove the idea of mermaid and fairy half sisters so that might be the part i run with bc tbh i never got to do very much with it bc elina is a weenie who doesn't spend much time on earth and merliah isn't touching fairytopia with a 10 ft pole. but i love them both and obviously i love rip so yeah. this might be where it starts we might get somewhere now ppl