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𝐴 𝑊𝑎𝑦𝑓𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝐂𝐇𝐑𝑂𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐋𝐄 𝑜𝑓 𝐋𝐴𝐘𝐋𝐀 𝑬𝑳 𝐅𝐀𝑂𝐔𝐋𝐘

𝑣𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑠𝑙𝑦 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑎𝑠 ᵗʰᵉ ᵍᵒᵒᵈ ˡᵃᵈʸ ᵏⁿⁱᵍʰᵗ, 𝑴𝑰𝑺𝑻𝑹𝑬𝑺𝑺 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑴𝑰𝑫𝑵𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑻 𝑴𝑰𝑺𝑺𝑰𝑶𝑵, 𝐺𝑢𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑖𝑎𝑛 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 THE LOST & 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑒 𝑆𝐶𝐴𝑅𝐿𝐸𝑇 𝑆𝐶𝐴𝑅𝐴𝐵．

[ᶜᵒᵈᵉⁿᵃᵐᵉ⁻ˢᵘⁿ]

#••———➤ 𝑝 𝑖 𝑛 𝑛 𝑒 𝑑 .

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SOFT AS DUSK ; FIERCE AS FLAME. indie, headcanon based interpretation of 𝐣𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐲. heavily featuring the phoenix force with an emphasis on character development & exploration. ――― no minors , adored by rosie. cr.

#••———➤ 𝑝 𝑟 𝑜 𝑚 𝑜．#••———➤ 𝑝 𝑦 𝑟 𝑏 𝑖 𝑟 𝑑 #••———➤ 𝑗 𝑒 𝑎 𝑛 𝑔 𝑟 𝑒 𝑦 ．

lalamoon

𝐀𝐒 𝐀𝐁𝑂𝐕𝐄 , 𝐒𝑂 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝑂𝐖 ．．．

a 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 not on what it means to overcome & rise above , but the importance of maintaining to avoid succumbing . a focused view on what it means to be both the 𝑖𝑚𝑚𝑜𝑣𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑒 object & the unstoppable 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞 . a testament of courage under fire ; like the 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒆—𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒏 of a 𝑑 𝑦 𝑖 𝑛 𝑔 𝐒 𝐓 𝑨 𝐑 .

．．． 𝑎 𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑒 𝑜𝑛 𝑛 𝑒 𝑣 𝑒 𝑟 𝑔𝑖𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑛 .

[ 𝑎 ʟᴀʟᴀᴍᴏᴏɴ 𝑝 𝑟 𝑜 𝑑 𝑢 𝑐 𝑡 𝑖 𝑜 𝑛 ]

[ ᴘʀᴏᴍᴏ ʙʏ ᴍᴇ ]

#••———➤ 𝑠 𝑒 𝑙 𝑓 𝑝 𝑟 𝑜 𝑚 𝑜 .#••———➤ 𝑚 𝑜 𝑜 𝑛 𝑘 𝑛 𝑖 𝑔 ℎ 𝑡 ☽#••———➤ 𝑠 𝑐 𝑎 𝑟 𝑙 𝑒 𝑡 𝑠 𝑐 𝑎 𝑟 𝑎 𝑏 #••———➤ 𝑜 𝑢 𝑡 𝑜 𝑓 𝑐 ℎ 𝑎 𝑟 𝑎 𝑐 𝑡 𝑒 𝑟 ．#••———➤ 𝑙 𝑎 𝑦 𝑙 𝑎 𝑒 𝑙 𝑓 𝑎 𝑜 𝑢 𝑙 𝑦 ．#moon knight #scarlet scarab #layla el faouly #indie rp #indie marvel rp #indie marvel roleplay

charlottecors

#••———➤ 𝑐 ℎ 𝑎 𝑟 𝑎 𝑐 𝑡 𝑒 𝑟 𝑎 𝑒 𝑠 𝑡 ℎ 𝑒 𝑡 𝑖 𝑐 𝑠 ．

charlottecors

#••———➤ 𝑐 ℎ 𝑎 𝑟 𝑎 𝑐 𝑡 𝑒 𝑟 𝑎 𝑒 𝑠 𝑡 ℎ 𝑒 𝑡 𝑖 𝑐 𝑠 ．

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heirceleste

there are no golden gates to heaven or stairs to hell, only the e a r t h and the women who are birthed from it.

an independent multi muse featuring queer female muses. written by jane.

and what does it mean to be a woman? is it to be powerful or powerless? // to be a woman is to be beautiful & doomed.

featuring stories of survival, found family, queerness, and humanity.

to k i s s her mother earth and embrace the tools she is given. to fight to stay alive. // to be a woman is to survive.

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#••———➤ 𝑝 𝑟 𝑜 𝑚 𝑜．

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Hum

#••———➤ 𝑐 ℎ 𝑎 𝑟 𝑎 𝑐 𝑡 𝑒 𝑟 𝑎 𝑒 𝑠 𝑡 ℎ 𝑒 𝑡 𝑖 𝑐 𝑠 ．

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Burden "You are not a burden. You HAVE a burden, which by definition is too heavy to carry on your own."

#••———➤ 𝑐 ℎ 𝑎 𝑟 𝑎 𝑐 𝑡 𝑒 𝑟 𝑎 𝑒 𝑠 𝑡 ℎ 𝑒 𝑡 𝑖 𝑐 𝑠 ．

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#••———➤ 𝑐 ℎ 𝑎 𝑟 𝑎 𝑐 𝑡 𝑒 𝑟 𝑎 𝑒 𝑠 𝑡 ℎ 𝑒 𝑡 𝑖 𝑐 𝑠 ．

stuntmaenbob-deactivated2026010

the peaceful wind of nature - Collab with @anasabdin - thank you so much for animation and for turning this art into life - it was a great experience to work together with you! ✨

#••———➤ 𝑐 ℎ 𝑎 𝑟 𝑎 𝑐 𝑡 𝑒 𝑟 𝑎 𝑒 𝑠 𝑡 ℎ 𝑒 𝑡 𝑖 𝑐 𝑠 ．

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#••———➤ 𝑐 ℎ 𝑎 𝑟 𝑎 𝑐 𝑡 𝑒 𝑟 𝑎 𝑒 𝑠 𝑡 ℎ 𝑒 𝑡 𝑖 𝑐 𝑠 ．

thecollectibles

Art by Julia Peng

#••———➤ 𝑐 ℎ 𝑎 𝑟 𝑎 𝑐 𝑡 𝑒 𝑟 𝑎 𝑒 𝑠 𝑡 ℎ 𝑒 𝑡 𝑖 𝑐 𝑠 ．

veryfairysyd-deactivated2025082

ever notice how you can be emotionally mature, self-aware, therapized, journaled-up, and still fall face-first into your own humanity?

like you clock the red flag in real time, you name your inner child’s need, you breathe through the trigger—and then still spiral bc someone took too long to text back or you accidentally caught feelings for a walking trauma response

self-awareness doesn’t save you from feelings. it just lets you watch them unfold like, “ah yes. here comes the emotional devastation. completely understood. totally irrational. unstoppable.”

you can be wise and still messy. evolved and still yearning. a tragic little sea slug of consciousness, floating toward the light and bumping into rocks anyway.

and honestly? that’s kind of beautiful.🪼🫧

thecollectibles

Art by Leah Gardner

#••———➤ 𝑐 ℎ 𝑎 𝑟 𝑎 𝑐 𝑡 𝑒 𝑟 𝑎 𝑒 𝑠 𝑡 ℎ 𝑒 𝑡 𝑖 𝑐 𝑠 ．

"𝑨 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒇𝒊𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒖𝒍𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒖𝒑 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓. 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒃𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒇 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓𝒔, 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒇𝒂𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒅."

－ 𝐸𝑟𝑖𝑛 𝐾𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑦 ‘𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝐵𝑢𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝐴𝑖𝑟’

“ He is dying, Layla, ” Stilgar sat cross-legged from her, while she was sprawled in her hammock, one leg thrown over the side to keep a slow and steady pace of rocking, soothing the young child that laid flat against her torso, his fingers knotting into the curls of her hair. Stilgar, as dear to Layla as though he were her own blood, as he had been to her father before her, she knew him to speak from a place of both compassion and pragmatism - but Layla would not hear it, she couldn’t. They have all lost, and in no small measure, but specifically what Layla had lost, while still the same tried and true story of tragedy among her people, it was so recent that she still had her son’s tshka to give the child laying in her arms now. She answered him in silence. He wasn’t deterred. “ Keep faith with him, pray for him, but you cannot lose yourself to a child that could have never hoped to survive our world,” his head nodded in the due-north direction of Arrakeen, “ or theirs - his ailing body is not your part; you are giving him peace that no Romulan or Harkonnen ever would, but you cannot hope – “ “ Enough! Please, Stilgar – enough. ” He wasn’t wrong, she thought of it too. She thought of it constantly. Layla simply couldn’t avoid daring to hope; as a mother, she wasn’t even certain she knew how. He was so unusually pale, like milk. Like Harkonnens. Save for his eyes. His eyes were a bright, crystal sort of blue, not a pitch black shade she’d seen amongst those who served the machinations of Romulans and Harkonnens. Though not like the Eyes of Ibad; it was blue like she’d seen on certain offworlders in spaceports in the South. Layla estimated that he could have been no more than four years of age on account of how small he had been and the child’s mild, but unique, struggle to understand how to properly consume solid food; compensating, Layla often hand fed the boy. He stirred in her arms. Layla and Stilgar became apoplectic where they sat – gripped with a presiding anxiety that he would wake crying from a horror screaming havoc in his dreams. The child struggled so hard to cling to the mortal coil, they worried deeply the tears he shed from the fear his dreams could be the very difference between his own little life and a swift death: Fremen believing the shedding of a single tear, in the deepest desert, could be the razor’s edge between life and death. But he settled. As did they.

“ Tss-tss-tss, ” Layla hissed her scolding at her son’s irritated flinches while she dabbed along his orbital, now slowly leaking a thread-thin line of blood accompanied by an indigo bruise starting to bloom on his sunkissed cheekbone. “ Is the fight really worth it if you lose your body’s water, Mathra? ” Running a cloth on his face that had on it a mixture of spice, ground roots, and castor oil to form a paste for both the clotting and healing of small scrapes and fleshwounds. Slight in his stature, though still growing as she often reminded him, Layla did still, all these years later, quietly fret over his health. Consciously she tried not to let it out, shame him or slight his pride - he was as quick and capable, clever and deeply loved within their tribe. None who loved him so much as his Mother; Layla. Still, he was fourteen, it was important for him to find his own way – cementing who he wants to be along that chosen path. This was a personal practice Layla felt important for anyone, and she admired her boy his ambition even when that ambition sometimes carried his feet a bit faster than his body was going, even if he were to fall, he’d be back up and adapting to survive. That’s his gift. Layla might even believe it could be a part of his larger purpose. Pushing back a thick flank of his unruly curls to swipe at a stray streak of blood and dirt, she smiled against Pavel’s sour face and small noises of protest, “ – is this anything to do with where you’ve been going out into the desert at night? “ Her voice adopted that gentle way that she only ever used when she spoke to her son, smoothing his hair down with a soft stroke of her hand. For three nights she wondered where he vanished. She wondered if there was someone out in the desert he’d gone to sandwalk in the night with, but his thoughts were too burdened and heavy in the morning for it to be the call of a young lover. Tilting her head to look at the side of his face, not drawing his eyeline to hers, letting him keep his secrets if he so chose. “ Or is this such a thing that a son cannot say to his mother? “ A jest, a jibe, something to break the tension in the aura around him. Layla tapped her forehead against the top of his head, “ – whatever weight you are carrying, Eidat’Zab, let me help you carry it. ”

@ensnchekov

#••———➤ 𝑑 𝑢 𝑛 𝑒 𝑣 𝑒 𝑟 𝑠 𝑒 ．#••———➤ 𝑒 𝑛 𝑠 𝑛 𝑐 ℎ 𝑒 𝑘 𝑜 𝑣 ．#••———➤ 𝑚 𝑎 𝑡 ℎ 𝑟 𝑎 𝑒 𝑖 𝑑 𝑎 𝑡 ’ 𝑧 𝑎 𝑏 #••———➤ 𝑠 𝑎 𝑛 𝑑 𝑓 𝑜 𝑟 𝑒 𝑣 𝑒 𝑟 #SHE IS INSIDE HIS BUSINESS #MATH BUSINESS

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Dune: Part One Prompts

Part I An assortment of prompts taken from the movie Dune: Part One (2021). Adjust as necessary to fit pronoun and/or descriptor. In case of Multimuse, don't forget to specify which one/s. Reblog, please do not repost or add.

“ Dreams are messages from the deep. ”

“ Their cruelty to my people is all I've known. ”

“ Who will our next oppressors be? ”

“ It's good you're up early. ”

“ Why do we have to go through all of this when it's already decided? ”

“ If you want it, make me give it to you. ”

“ There is no call we do not answer, there is no faith we betray. ”

“ I'd like you to take me with you. ”

“ Can I trust you with something? ”

“ It felt like if I had been there, you'd be alive. ”

“ You're not taking me seriously. ”

“ Dreams make good stories, but everything important happens when you're awake because that's when we make everything happen. ”

“ I've been training my whole life. What is the point if I can't face an actual risk? ”

“ I need you by my side. ”

“ I told my father I didn't want this either. ”

“ A great man doesn't seek to lead. He's called to it, and he answers. ”

“ I found my own way to it. Maybe you'll find yours. ”

“ Don't stand with your back to the door. ”

“ The slow blade penetrates the shield. ”

“ You fight when the necessity arises, no matter the mood. ”

“ I see you found the mood. ”

“ You don't understand the grave nature of what's happening to us. ”

“ Don't be too sure it's an act of love. ”

“ When if a gift not a gift? ”

“ Defiance in the eyes. Like his father. ”

“ An animal caught in a trap will gnaw off its own leg to escape. What will you do? ”

“ I must not fear. Fear is the mind killer. Fear is the little death that brings obliteration. I'll face my fear and I'll permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past, I will turn to the inner eye and see its path. And where the fear is gone, there will be nothing. Only I will remain. ”

“ If you had been unable to control your impulses, like an animal, we could not let you live. ”

“ You inherit too much power. ”

“ Do you often dream things that happen just as you dreamed them? ”

“ Did you have to go that far? ”

“ Do you see so little hope? ”

“ How does it feel to walk on a new world? ”

“ Don't be fooled by the welcome. ”

“ Let's get you out of the sun. The heat can kill in this place. ”

“ They see what they've been told to see. ”

“ If you mean to harm me, I must warn you that whatever you're hiding, it won't be enough. ”

“ When you have lived with a prophecy this long, the moment of revelation is a shock. ”

“ Sire, I failed you today. There's no excuse. ”

“ It must never be known. ”

“ Thanks for the humiliation, old man. ”

“ I have never come so close to dying. ”

“ I respect the personal dignity of anyone that respects mine. ”

“ I believe your people and mine have much to offer one another. ”

“ Name what you want. If it's in my power to grant, I'll give it and ask for nothing. ”

“ Honor requires that I be elsewhere. ”

“ You have good eyes. ”

“ If we take one step out there, we're as good as dead. ”

“ I recognize your footsteps, old man. ”

“ Everything they left us is in shambles. We've been set up to fail. ”

“ I had a vision. My eyes were wide open. ”

“ You can't know that. I barely know that. ”

“ I trusted you completely. Even when you walked in shadows. ”

“ Why are you having these thoughts? This is not you. ”

“ I thought we'd have more time. ”

“ Why don't we just cut their throats? ”

“ Don't! You are not ready. ”

“ For hundreds of years, we've run blood for blood. But no more. ”

“ Here I am. Here I remain. ”

“ I am commanded to say nothing. To see nothing. ”

“ Tell me, please. What do you fear? ”

“ Somebody help me, please. ”

“ You know who you are. ”

#••———➤ 𝑎 𝑠 𝑘 𝑠 + 𝑚 𝑒 𝑚 𝑒 𝑠 ．#••———➤ 𝑑 𝑢 𝑛 𝑒 𝑣 𝑒 𝑟 𝑠 𝑒 ．

lalamoon

𝐀𝐒 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐕𝐄 , 𝐒𝐎 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐖 ．．．

a 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 not on what it means to overcome & rise above , but the importance of maintaining to avoid succumbing . a focused view on what it means to be both the 𝑖𝑚𝑚𝑜𝑣𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑒 object & the unstoppable 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞 . a testament of courage under fire ; even if the fire burns like dying 𝐒 𝐓 𝐀 𝐑 𝐒 .

．．． 𝑎 𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑒 𝑜𝑛 𝑛 𝑒 𝑣 𝑒 𝑟 𝑔𝑖𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑛 .

[ 𝑎 ʟᴀʟᴀᴍᴏᴏɴ 𝑝 𝑟 𝑜 𝑑 𝑢 𝑐 𝑡 𝑖 𝑜 𝑛 ]

[ ᴘʀᴏᴍᴏ ʙʏ ᴍᴇ ]

#••———➤ 𝑠 𝑒 𝑙 𝑓 𝑝 𝑟 𝑜 𝑚 𝑜 .#••———➤ 𝑙 𝑎 𝑦 𝑙 𝑎 𝑒 𝑙 𝑓 𝑎 𝑜 𝑢 𝑙 𝑦 ．

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