❝ 𝕆𝕖𝕝 𝕟𝕘𝕒𝕥𝕚 𝕜𝕒𝕞𝕖𝕚𝕖

— ➺ ❝ no one can teach you to see ❞

Only thing that's different is I'm 26 now.

What has not changed is I love and miss writing my blue alien daughter. Rules are linked. :)

lantern - how did you meet your best friend? What were your first impressions of each other?

frost - if you could give some advice to your younger self, what would you say?

maple - is there a hobby / skill that you’ve always wanted to try but never did?

harvest - what fictional character do you most identify with? Why?

fireside - if you had your dream wardrobe, what would it look like?

cider - a food that you disliked as a child but now enjoy?

amber - share an unpopular opinion that you may have.

fog - how well do you think you’d do in a zombie apocalypse scenario?

jack-o-lantern - if you could look like any celebrity, who would you choose?

spice - have you ever encountered a house that you believed to be haunted?

orchard - share one thing that you’d like to happen this autumn.

crow - which school subject do you wish you had an aptitude for?

bonfire - describe your dream house.

cinnamon - if you had to live in a time period different than the present, which would you choose and where?

cobweb - (if you’ve graduated) do you miss high school?

cranberry - what’s one physical feature that you get complimented on?

maize - share the weirdest encounter you’ve had with a stranger on the street.

quilt - how do you take your tea (or coffee)?

pumpkin - do you think that humans are inherently good or bad?

moonlit - are you a neat or messy person? Is your room / house orderly?

flannel - have you ever gone on a bad date? 

cocoa - if you could have any type of hair, what colour and cut would you have?

This is a mix bag of questions about your characters, personal writing styles, likes/dislikes, and more! 

Who is your favorite character in __?

Who is your favorite OC?

Do you have a favorite AU?

Name one thing you don’t like about your character.

Name one thing you love about your character.

If you have multiple characters/OCs, who is your personal favorite?

Who is your favorite muse to RP with that is not yours?

Any other blogs? 

If there is one thing you can change regarding your character’s world, what would it be?

Draw your muse?

What one character you’ve thought of RPing but haven’t yet?

What made you start RPing your muse?

How long have you been RPing for? 

Is there anything character-wise or writing style-wise that you can’t stand? 

When is the best time for you to sit down and write replies?

What kind of anonymous questions are your favorite?

What is your weakest point in writing? Angst, fluff, dialogue, etc.?

Is there one thing you will not write at all, either due to personal choice or other reasons (you do not need to specify why if you do not want to)?

Do you prefer writing paragraphs or simple sentences?

Has your character(s) changed over the time that you have been playing them? How have they changed? 

Are you prone to go a few days without responding due to life/personal reasons/lack of inspiration?

Have you ever deleted/abandoned a muse before? 

What fandom do you like but have never interacted with?

Do you like crossovers? Do you have any that you like more? Less?

Do you like OCs? 

Name one thing about your character(s) that no one knows about.

Name one thing about yourself that no one knows about.

If the site closes down for good at this minute, could/would you go to another platform to RP on? 

If your character(s) were paint colors, what would their paint color names be? (Go silly if you want!) 

❝ oh...my Kiri... ❞ she murmurs, her lips pursing with empathy.

Seze's death seemed like moons ago and just yesterday at the same time. sometimes, she would go to the Tree of Voices to sense her closest companion's free spirit once more.

❝ I felt much sorrow, every day, after losing Seze. I felt her last breath, her last heartbeat. her pain, and fear. it took...time. to know I was ready, inside. ❞

Neytiri takes her free hand and gently presses her fingertips to Kiri's chest.

❝ eywa let me know when I could open my heart to fly again. I had mourned Seze and knew if she was now flying with Eywa, I could fly again too. ❞

she sighs, unsure if this was helpful to Kiri at all. pressing a kiss to her daughter's temple, she leans back slightly to look at her head on.

"She felt so confused that day, Mom," Kiri whispers. "I could feel it in her heart, she was so scared and confused." She thought she'd died in that moment, not realizing what had happened right away the pain had been so intense. Neytiri's words help to soothe some of that pain, though she keeps herself close to her, not ready to let go of her mother's comfort.

"I don't feel ready to fly again," she admits. "I know I can, and we have to when we leave.... Whatever ikran takes me, I will let go when we get where we're going. I don't feel ready to bind myself to another yet." She peers up at Neytiri. "Is that okay?"

❝ srane, ma'ite. that is okay. ❞

Neytiri then listens, her chest aching for her daughter. to hold all of the sadness and loss their people endured, to feel it so closely and so deeply...she hated it for Kiri.

though she didn't fully understand what or how Kiri felt in this special connection she had with the Great Mother, it didn't make it any less real.

she began to stroke her daughter's hair, nodding her chin out to their home.

❝ energy, ma Kiri, is only borrowed.❞

the pause that follows lingers sweetly in the night air, where creatures chirp and sing softly in the distance; its sounds wafting through the ferns and branches of trees.

❝ while I lost my sister, my sempul...my good friend Grace, I have Jake. and you. where Tsu'tey lost his life, we gained your siblings. Eywa holds those we lose after they take their last breaths. and gives us those we can hold to take their first breath.❞

a cautious smile spreads across her lips, and with her arm hooked around Kiri's shoulders, the pads of her fingers caress her cheek now.

Neytiri's eyes close a brief moment. it was almost like the words she shared with her daughter came from a stranger. she still has a rock in her heart. the bitterness had not vanished completely. it all seemed so senseless. she had not lost as much in so little time before the Sky People came. her faith in the Great Mother was not broken...but there were times where she worried about it wavering.

❝ Eywa will provide, ❞ she whispers, almost as if to soothe herself.

please just be honest with me.

oh, please explain how this is my fault.

please don't look at me like that.

please, let's not do this here.

for once, could you please stop pretending?

please just kiss me, i can't stand it.

please don't walk away from this.

all you have to do is say please.

please, i dare you to try and stop me.

please don't tell anyone i said that.

i said please, so technically you have to say yes.

please tell me you brought snacks.

please don't take this the wrong way.

please, i've waited so long to hear you say it.

i said i'm fine, please just drop it.

please don't lie just to make me feel better.

please don't judge me for what i'm about to do.

please just let me help you.

if you love me, say it. please.

just stay here with me all day. pleaase?

please don't ruin this for me.

please just leave me out of it.

tell me you love me ... please.

can you please slow down?

please tell me there's still a chance.

can you please just get some sleep?

please, i don't want to lose you again.

i'm not asking– i'm begging you. please.

please don't make fun of me.

i want you to leave. please leave right now.

please, it's nothing.

i don't like to beg, but... please.

pleaase? i promise it'll be fun.

tell me it's a lie. please.

come on, please? just this once?

please don't jump to assumptions.

please, [ name ], just stay here.

you promised ... please.

please. i need you to trust me.

please don't go.

i know i don't deserve it, but please forgive me.

please, let me fix this.

did i hear a 'please' in there somewhere?

please. one more minute, that's all i'm asking.

oh please, as if you've never done it.

don't ask me to choose. please.

please don't tell them where i am.

saying 'please' over and over won't change my mind.

please? ... pretty please?

please don't make me beg.

please tell me i'm wrong.

Neytiri had her mind set on the task at hand- packing up life as they knew it with the Omiticaya, all she had ever known, her mother- and leaving.

Thank Eywa she had her husband and children, she wouldn't be alone...but the ache that nestled into the woman's chest had made itself known as the voice of her adopted daughter, her Kiri, hit her ears.

The warrior, wife, and mother was never afraid to make her feelings known. Neytiri had always been outspoken and exuberant, whether she was overjoyed, furious, or sad. The Na'Vi people were- for the most part- outward with their emotions, and emotional creatures by nature, who all had a special connection with Eywa from infancy.

Even so, Kiri had been...different in that regard. It made Neytiri sometimes a little overbearingly protective of her eldest daughter.

But she felt now as though she needed to remain steadfast for her children in the face of such uncertainty and sadness.

This was real. They were leaving their home, their Clan, for the unknown. Her stoic expression softened as she looked toward her daughter, lowering her arms with their current task.

Kiri's expression does not hide her relief, and she strides over to her so she can tuck herself under her mother's arm.

"I don't know what to do," she admits quietly; she wants to talk about it with someone who understands, and who better than Neytiri? It hardly needs to be coaxed from her. "I know we're going far enough we'll need to fly, but...." She picks at her song cord. "I feel like I'm betraying Tahní. She wasn't just my ikran, she was my friend. Returning to the sky without her feels like giving up that bond, and I just..." She sighs. "How did you handle returning to the sky, after Seze? It just feels like too much."

❝ oh...my Kiri... ❞ she murmurs, her lips pursing with empathy.

Seze's death seemed like moons ago and just yesterday at the same time. sometimes, she would go to the Tree of Voices to sense her closest companion's free spirit once more.

❝ I felt much sorrow, every day, after losing Seze. I felt her last breath, her last heartbeat. her pain, and fear. it took...time. to know I was ready, inside. ❞

Neytiri takes her free hand and gently presses her fingertips to Kiri's chest.

❝ eywa let me know when I could open my heart to fly again. I had mourned Seze and knew if she was now flying with Eywa, I could fly again too. ❞

she sighs, unsure if this was helpful to Kiri at all. pressing a kiss to her daughter's temple, she leans back slightly to look at her head on.

@nxytiri gets a starter!

Kiri worries. Sometimes it feels like all she does-- about her family, about her purpose, about her friends, about her people. But right now, she worries about her mother. Not Grace, but Neytiri, the one who had raised her like her own. The one she needs right now in this time of great sorrow.

She knows Neytiri has felt this loss before-- Seze, mighty as her rider, warrior of the air until the sky people had come in their first true battle and struck her from the skies. Tahnì had been Kiri's since she was a child, when they'd first come to realize Kiri was different. No one had tried simply asking an ikran to be their friend, and yet Kiri had, and Tahní had been hers from that moment until her last, when the sky people had shot her down too. Kiri hasn't been in the sky since; the thought of returning to it without her ikran feels wrong.

Neytiri had her mind set on the task at hand- packing up life as they knew it with the Omiticaya, all she had ever known, her mother- and leaving.

Thank Eywa she had her husband and children, she wouldn't be alone...but the ache that nestled into the woman's chest had made itself known as the voice of her adopted daughter, her Kiri, hit her ears.

The warrior, wife, and mother was never afraid to make her feelings known. Neytiri had always been outspoken and exuberant, whether she was overjoyed, furious, or sad. The Na'Vi people were- for the most part- outward with their emotions, and emotional creatures by nature, who all had a special connection with Eywa from infancy.

Even so, Kiri had been...different in that regard. It made Neytiri sometimes a little overbearingly protective of her eldest daughter.

But she felt now as though she needed to remain steadfast for her children in the face of such uncertainty and sadness.

This was real. They were leaving their home, their Clan, for the unknown. Her stoic expression softened as she looked toward her daughter, lowering her arms with their current task.