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For winged muses  …  Send   ‘ crash landing ‘    for a starter of my muse falling out of the sky in front of yours due to injury, exhaustion, ect.

OK IN REVERSE BUT. SOLOMON CRASHING INTO HELIA. concept: hes the only fucking bird in this family theres no one to teach him to fly but helia and him trying to work it out anyways because besties have each others backs.

It's a training session that isn't exactly... Going well.

The Old Hero picks up Solomon with his strange teal glow, and throws him into the air. Standard, really.

Well. Not really standard at all! But how *else* is the hawk going to learn how to fly? There aren't exactly a lot of bird mobians left, and no one in his little family is blessed with wings.

So. He's up in the air! And then he's down!

Doesn't hit the ground. The Old Hero makes sure of that. But still a harrowing experience. Helia runs over, making a little baby deer squeak of distress, and throws her arms around her rather ruffled friend.

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Give My Muse A Hug!

^ this is in your ask away tag and um i think rem hugs

While there's a moment of hesitation, as if she's sizing up who you are and what your intentions are, the rose coloured mink soon relaxes. She wraps her arms around you, pulling you against her soft purple cloak.

"There, there... It's alright..."

Her voice is barely above a whisper, and she rubs your back. Everyone needs hugs every now and then.

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✍ - a memory of their mother

ARCANA !!!!

She smells sweet. A little baby hedgelet, barely capable of thought, curled up in his mothers arms, head buried in her chest and soaking in her scent.

She is warm. And she smells sweet. And she sings to him, so softly.

He is safe.

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midnight: What keeps your OC up at night? Do they have nightmares? Fears? Anxieties? What do they do in the small hours of the morning when they should be sleeping?

porcelain. heart.

Perhaps it's a side effect of her mother's powers that have been passed on to her. Perhaps it's something from her father. But Porcelain often has trouble sleeping. Late to bed, early to rise, always tired...

She doesn't suffer from nighmares or anything of the sort. She just... Patrols the Garden Districts streets, in the early mornings. There's no one awake, usually, and it's quiet. Something to do until everyone wakes up.

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send SCOLDED for a scene from my muse's past in which someone told them off, justifiably or not

HI. im in your prompts tag. its helia time.

A much younger Helia, here. White spots and browner fur, her antlers simply little nubs. She sits on the floor, cross-legged and pouting, as the Old Hero drills into her about... Something. She's not really sure.

The bird, he says. She's not allowed to hang out with the bird anymore. Something about him makes her lose control of her abilities, the abilities that The Old Hero is trying oh so hard to help her hone.

"Yes, Silver..."

She puffs out her cheeks, clearly thinking this is! Unfair!

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4. Which oc has been tortured? Through what means?

lol.

My beloved Burlap being sold on the beastkin black market and being forced to be in "shows" for the entertainment of people, perhaps.

Forced to fight other beastkin for his life. Or sometimes just chained up and tortured for people to gawk at.

Teehee

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10. Has any of them had to be revived / brought back to life? How did this affect them?

LOL.

Honestly So Many of them but I think I'm going to bully. Kaida. This time :)

Technically he didn't Die but honestly he might as well have. He woke up in a place and time where everything was Different and everyone he'd known or loved was gone. He had to adjust to so many different things at once that it was overwhelming.

He feels so. Out of place. Even now. He wonders if it would be kinder to the world if he were return to the dirt.

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12. What kind of health repercussions has your oc experienced through intense stress? How do they manage them?

:evil: can i target torch

Her insides are rotting!

She manages it by ignoring it and hoping everyone else just kinds of ignores it too, to be completely honest. Her piss poor self esteem and her love for her family is a deadly mix of "They won't care if I'm gone, so I will give My All to make sure it wasn't meaningless."

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Torturing your ocs ask game :)

(Delightful, I know. But we all do it sometimes)

1. Which of your ocs do you most often imagine sick? In what ways?

2. Which of them do you most imagine injured in other ways?

3. Who do you put through the most emotional turmoil?

4. Which oc has been tortured? Through what means?

5. Which of them has the worst luck?

6. Who goes through the most relationship conflicts? (applies to any relationships)

7. Who do you put most into stressful situations or other drama?

8. Who ends up in survival situations the most? How do they fair in them?

9. Has any of them had to be saved from the brink of death? Were there any consequences after?

10. Has any of them had to be revived / brought back to life? How did this affect them?

11. Who is afraid the most? How does this effect them?

12. What kind of health repercussions has your oc experienced through intense stress? How do they manage them?

13. Who cries the most often? What are the usual causes?

14. How does your oc cope?

15. To cap off what kind of hurt/comfort scenarios do you put your oc in?

This can be about canon story events or simply rotating scenarios for fun!

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❝  it’s okay—  honestly i forget they’re there most of the time.  ❞

soren scratching the back of his neck awkwardly, unable to meet anne's gaze. his schmoopie isnt dangerous, just hungry... see? soren doesnt even hurt! those missing chunks of data... they dont hurt at all..!! please believe him.

She reaches out slowly, her hand hovering over one of the 'scars', a chunk of Soren's arm that pulses with corrupted data. Little pixels and lines of binary code leak from the wound, and it seems to be a constant shifting state. Moving from 'not there at all' to almost whole.

But, her courage fails her, and she sort of awkwardly hovers over the mark, before letting her hand fall back to her side.

"Vitimon did that...?"

Soren says it doesn't bother him! But it looks so...

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❝  can i ask what happened here—  how did you get this one?  ❞

this was finch when deryas top surgery scars-

"Wizard took my tits. Paid 'em to do it."

He's joking!

I think

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EXTENSIVE SCAR RELATED PROMPTS 

GENERAL 

[ TOUCH ]  for sender to trace one of receiver’s scars 

[ TOUCHED ]  for receiver to trace one of sender’s scars

[ DISCOVER ]  for sender to see receiver’s scars for the first time 

[ DISCOVERED ]  for receiver to see sender’s scars for the first time 

[ CARESS ]  for sender to kiss one of receiver’s scars 

[ CARESSED ]  for receiver to kiss one of sender’s scars

[ SHOW ]  for sender to purposefully reveal their scars for receiver to see 

[ SHOWN ]  for receiver to purposefully reveal their scars for sender to see 

SCENARIOS

[ MEND ]  for sender to treat receiver’s wound which leads to them having to remove an article of clothing resulting in revealing scars hidden beneath

[ MENDED ]  for receiver to treat sender’s wound which leads to them having to remove an article of clothing resulting in revealing scars hidden beneath

[ BLUNDER ]  for sender to walk in on receiver in a state of undress thus seeing their scars for the first time

[ BLUNDERED ]  for receiver to walk in on sender in a state of undress thus seeing their scars for the first time 

[ KISS ]  our muses are having sex for the first time which then reveals sender’s scars to receiver 

[ KISSED ]  our muses are having sex for the first time which then reveals receiver’s scars to sender 

[ BATHE ]  our muses take a shower together and sender looks over receiver’s scars 

[ BATHED ]  our muses take a shower together and receiver looks over sender’s scars. 

WORDS

❝  your scars are nothing to be ashamed of.  ❞

❝  why do you hide your scars?  ❞

❝  i see every mark as something to be proud of,  proof of all i survived.  ❞

❝  can i ask what happened here—  how did you get this one?  ❞

❝  sometimes i get these phantom pains i guess you could say.  little aches and i find them oddly comforting.  because my soul still hurts even if my body is healed.  ❞

❝  i wish i could get rid of my scars.  they’re just reminders of everything i want to forget.  ❞

❝  is it alright if i touch this scar?  ❞

❝  it’s okay—  you can touch it if you want.  doesn’t hurt anymore.  ❞

❝  please don’t touch it.  ❞

❝  you don’t have to tell me how you got it.  i just wanted to see.  ❞

❝  looks worse than it was.  ❞

❝  i want to kill every person responsible for leaving you scarred. ❞

❝  i made sure the people who left marks on me wouldn’t get the chance to do it again.  ❞

❝  woah—  what the hell happened there? ❞

❝  you don’t have to hide them around me.  the scars are just part of who you are.  and i like all of what i see.  ❞

❝  i don’t really like letting people see them.  ❞

❝  it’s okay—  honestly i forget they’re there most of the time.  ❞

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best trope and you can fight me over it (i abuse this so hard with my ocs)

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hi. please can i get a prompt for devi interacting with the fisherboy he befriended :babie:

Is it comfortable, laying on the lap of something that's covered in scales? It must be, if the way the fisherboy lays there is any indication. His eyes closed, his breathing steady. Just... Enjoying the moment.

The creature he sits with, the siren. Devlin. Runs his claws through the fishermans black hair, pulling out tangles and combing out knots. He hums gently, a quiet, enchanting sound, as he keeps himself busy.

The fisherboy had mentioned he had not been sleeping well. And so, for a while at least, Devlin can assist.

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“i know i don’t wanna make the same mistake.”

an older solomon, one that knows their history. kickin' his legs, sittin on the edge of some rubble, chilling with helia... a long drop, but hey. he knows hes safe with her. hes just chatting. he doesnt want to destroy this world like mr silver fears. but he wants to be close to helia.

Helia sits next to him, resting her head against his shoulder. Mindful that her antlers, charred black and twisting and turning, don't poke him as she does so.

They're small, this year. The first year they've been more than nubs. But it's a sign that she's getting older. Both of them are. And both of them know who they are. Who they were.

"We won't."

She closes her eyes, letting out a small sigh. Just being comforted by the coolness of his feathers against her warm cheek.

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“you gotta see the artistry in tearing the place apart with me, baby.”

king talkin dora into letting loose and be a beast ... hoho

She sits with her hands folded neatly in her lap, watching as the golden pelted wolf rips apart one of the pillows in his cabin. Feathers fly everywhere as he shakes his head back and forth, growling as if the feather pillow is some threat that needs to be dealt with.

She remains stone-faced. Stoic. Even as he rolls onto his back, looking up at her with a goofy dog expression. Going cross-eyed as he tries to see a feather that's stuck to his nose.