i wish i could be the person who takes away your loneliness.  but i know youâd just become another lost soul in my own isolation.Â
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i wish i could be the person who takes away your loneliness.  but i know youâd just become another lost soul in my own isolation.Â

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just more misc memes
â itâs not something i usually talk about, because itâs not something most people can understand. âÂ
â i donât need to be understood. i just want to be accepted. â
â the harder you fight against the paths life puts you on, the steeper the climb becomes, the worse the falls. â
â iâve always been honest about what sort of person i am. thereâs few indignities worse than lying to oneself. â
â the sooner you accept what you are, the sooner you can embrace the strengths that come with it. â
â i find there are two sorts of people. those who talk too much and think too little. and those with too many thoughts and not enough words. â Â
â itâs not so much that letting someone know who i really am scares me. it just seems tedious to spend all that time pulling back the layers and asking to be understood, when thereâs that chance theyâll leave anyway. â
â i donât like how you looked at me then. i donât ever want to see that in your eyes again when iâm reflected in them. â
â thereâs a lot of people in this world just existing. going from one thing to the next in an endless cycle until they die. â Â
â itâs not shallow confidence when i tell you iâm not the sort of person you want to go making an enemy out of. trust my experience. careful how you tread. â Â
â i canât walk this path with you. but i can be there when you reach the end of it. â
â you want to tell me somethingâ i can see it. so you might as well speak. â Â
â the unfortunate truth is, i think iâd forgive any flaw in a person if they loved me enough. âÂ
â is there really nothing i could do that would scare you away from me? â
â why did you think i wouldnât notice you? â
â why didnât you come to me for help? why wouldnât i have helped? âÂ
â do you think my love for you is so little that you hurting me would make a difference in showing up when you need me? â
â what was thatâ you got this look in your eyes just now and then pushed it back down. tell me what you were thinking. â
â i donât need anything from you. iâm here because i want to be. â
â i wonât reject your help. but you must know none of this will be easy. â
â iâm already involved. so tell me the truth. and let us figure it out together. â
â donât you try and treat me like iâm just anyone else in a crowded room. i know you. â Â
â you swallow your words and bury your thoughts so often. i would love to see the day it all comes barreling out. â
â i think thereâs more inside you than everyone else would believe. and i think thatâs how you want it. you like to be underestimated. â
â i find comfort in being misunderstood. â
â one day, youâre going to snap. and i would pay millions to be there to see it. â
â  what i wouldnât give to know all the secrets hiding behind those eyes. â
â  love is a knife. we either cut ourselves in the process of falling, or slice the arteries of the one we adore. âÂ
â nothing is worth your self destruction. â
Imagine to have to go at work when youâre just choosing your Halloween costume & explaining ghosts youâre not a real bride......
some meme i guess
iâm đ so hereâs some random ass sentence starters that i probably got from tiktok
âwe share a braincell and itâs my turn to use it today.âÂ
âi woke up too early today so iâm gonna make it everyoneâs problem.â
âhi, iâm gay. give me attention.âÂ
âyouâre probably wondering why iâm so tired, itâs from looking for the fucks to give.âÂ
âhey look, a depressed ugly bitch.â
âiâm so sorry, i wasnât listening due to a severe case of âi donât give a fuck.ââ
âi look incredibly hot today and i think itâs a crime against humanity that no one is appreciating it.âÂ
âseriously? i wore my best heels for this?âÂ
âget in loser, weâre self sabotaging.âÂ
âoh wait, i just realized i donât care.âÂ
âcan you say that again? i heard you i just feel like maybe you didnât hear yourself just say those words.âÂ
âwell if youâre already checking me out, lemme do a spin.âÂ
âiâm too hot to understand what youâre talking about.âÂ
âi was going to ask for your opinion, then i remembered you donât think.âÂ
âyou poor sweet thing, you donât have a thought behind those eyes do you?âÂ
âi just tried to cut my own bangs of course iâm not okay.â
âfetch me something gay.âÂ
âif it feels personal, thatâs because it is.âÂ
âitâs okay for friendships to end. people leave. but not ours though, you know too much.âÂ
âthereâs only room for one mentally unstable bitch in this house and iâve already filled that position, get yourself together.âÂ
âhiroshima mon amourâ writing prompts.
â i saw everything. everything. â
â you made it all up. â
â listen⌠i know⌠i know everything. â
â nothing. you know nothing. â
â like you, i know what it is to forget. â
â no, you donât know what it is to forget. â
â like you, i have tried with all my might not to forget. â
â like you, i forgot. like you, i wanted to have an inconsolable memory, a memory of shadows and stone. â
â listen to me. i know something else. it will begin all over again. â
â chaos will prevail. â
â i remember you. â
â you destroy me. â
â youâre so good for me. â
â deform me, make me ugly. â
â youâre like a thousand people in one. â
â what were you dreaming about? â
â i was looking at your hands. they move when youâre asleep. â
â i noticed you, thatâs all. â
â when you talk, i wonder whether you lie or tell the truth. â
â i lie. and i tell the truth. â
â i have doubtful morals, you know. â
â madness is like intelligence, you know. you canât explain it. â
â were you full of hate? â
â i was mad with hate. all i cared about was hate. â
â itâs all over. â
â you give me a great desire to love. â
â i hate to think about you leaving. i think i love you. â
â how is it possible to bear such pain? â
â i loved blood since i had tasted yours. â
â i think of you, but i donât talk about it anymore. â
â i see my life. your death. â
â iâm beginning to forget you. â
â the pain, i still remember the pain a little. â
â i remember. but one day i wonât remember it any more. not at all. nothing. â
â look how iâm forgetting you⌠look how iâve forgotten you. â
â look at me. â
â i was hungry. hungry for infidelity, for adultery, for lies. hungry to die. â
â i was hungry to die. i always have been. â
â weâre going to remain alone, my love. â

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you know the vibes
â youâre not a monster. âÂ
â youâre not broken. â
â youâre better than this. â
â youâre not weak. â
â youâre stronger than you think. â
â youâre not a lost cause. â
â youâre not a bad person, youâre just a little lost. â
â youâre not alone. â
â thereâs nothing wrong with you. â
â you donât need to be fixed. â
â youâre not too far gone. â
â i know youâll do the right thing in the end. â
REVERSE
â youâre a monster. â
â youâre broken. â
â you donât even know better do you? â
â you donât even know how to be good. â
â you donât even know how to do the right thing. â
â youâre so weak. â
â youâre a lost cause. â
â youâre too far gone. â
â look at you, youâre all alone. â
â thereâs something very wrong with you. â
â you canât be fixed. â
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⏠ OF  FAIRYTALES,  FOLKLORE  AND  FAEKIND.
scenarios  inspired  by  various  settings,  encounters  &  magic  tucked  between  pages,  fashioned by the author.
+  feel  free  to  change  pronouns / roles !
FAIRYTALES.
â let me guess, you thought a true loveâs kiss would help you. â
â you will always follow the trail in the wood, and it will guide you on the same path, to the same cottage, the same witch. it will always be your undoing. â
â i have never seen a more tragic creature. how might i help you ? â
â you must take this knife and plunge it into his / her / their heart. â
â forget yourself. that is how you break your curse. â
â remove this thorn from my hand, and you will be rewarded. â
â iâm tired of being a prince. i think i would actually enjoy being a frog. â
â tell me of the beast, and i will hunt it for you. â
â mice are never just mice, and pumpkins are rarely just pumpkins. â
â i donât think breaking a spell should be this simple. â
â i never thought iâd return here, to the site where it all began. â
â are you an orphan ? itâs just that theyâre always finding themselves in magical predicaments. â
â the mirror speaks falsely in your ear. it is your true curse. â
â my heart feels uneasy, although i am free. is it supposed to ? â
â iâm sorry, itâs just that i thought this is the part of the quest where the animals ought to start talking to me. â
â of course i plan on going to the ball. why wouldnât i ? â
â jealousy has made more witches out of women than adamâs rib. â
â where has choosing goodheartedness and having golden hair ever gotten you ? â
 â are you a helpful wizard, or the kind that sits in a tower reading moldy books ? â
â iâm dreadfully bored. who knew waiting for a prince was so strenuous ? â
â we all have towers we must leave, and magic that will try to thwart us. â
â iâm afraid for the clock to strike. the hour will ring in the place of my heartbeat when we must be parted. â
â i had no idea carpets could fly. or pigs for that matter. â Â
â what would happen if the knight did not arrive to the castle, and the dragon made a den of it and a hoard of its people and prize of its princess ? â
â  i  sometimes  think  i  was  switched  out  at  birth,  like  a  lizard  in  a  birdâs  nest.  i  belong  somewhere  else.  â
â  in another kingdom exists a throne and a crown that is mine by right. â
â  if  i  did  not  wake  up  one  day,  i  would  still  be  waiting  on  a spinning  wheel,  dutifully  bored.  â Â
â something in me knows you are here for my heart. â
FOLKLORE.
â in all the myths iâve heard, itâs never been worthwhile to approach strange sights. itâs best to turn around and pretend you never saw them. â
â nothing is folklore until it exists longer than consciousness remembers, and lives in spite of it. â
â iâve heard your name before, in songs and lengthy ballads. â
â whatever has led you here to me, there is destiny in its making. â
â the beast returns every century or so, and tries to devour us. it will come again before long. â
â a pretty face is not nothing. it earns you a hearth and a kind hand, after all. â
â  their  lips  are  red  as  blood,  and  their  teeth  carve  ruin into throats.  â
â arenât dragons supposed to breathe fire and make a fuss about having their treasure found ? â
â someday you will become a pilgrim, a saint, or a favored story, while i will be a voice on the wind. â
â  the  stories  say  brides  donât  live  to  the  light  before  demons  devour  them.  why  should  i  become  one  ?  â
â there was another girl like you once, in a small town like this one. i canât remember if she became the monster or died trying to escape it. â
â remember to festoon the hearth with garlic, or rosemary, or one of those mundane herbs that keep evil out. â
â that sounds like nothing but a tall tale, but iâm certain smaller minds would eat it up. â
â to cross this bridge, youâll have to pay a heavy toll. â
â donât stray too far from the path set before you, or something interesting might happen. â
â iâve passed that yard of crops a million times, but the crow never moved from its post until this morning. â
â  it is as though ancient fears are still in us like scars or stitches. â
â graveyards arenât where you find ghosts. look for them in places that feel like memories you shouldnât have. â
â stories reap princes from peasants as if their skins were crops in the ground. â
â  what  form  does  your  fear  take  ?  surely  not  that  of  a  bear  or  a  lion.  such  things  are  too  assuring.  â
â i found myself where everything was too familiar to be real. â
â in safe beds on cold dark nights, we learn to face the monsters in our own minds. â
FAEKIND.
â youâre not to partake in a fairy feast. donât you know itâs the food that will devour you ? â
â iâm sorry you did not read the eyes of the trees before finding yourself here. â
â i wish to go back. i want to forget everything. â
â you think that believing in us is enough to protect you ? that it will kill us if you forget, and we prey upon your unknowing ? â
â step around the ring three times, like a backwards clock. thatâs how you get to fairyland. â Â
â iâve never heard such sweet music before. â
â where the trees begin to twist and groan in their roots, remember you must not make a right turn. â
â i didnât feel like iâd stepped into another world, but like it stepped into me. i knew i was there and forgot iâd left anything behind. â
â how amusing. a human ! â
â would you be my bride if i were to take you into the ground ? â
â i know of tunnels you might take, the burrows of trolls and rabbits. â
â donât take anything from this realm, none of it is worth the price of keeping. â
â there are courts by many titles in the lands beyond the veil, all of them other. â
â names are not like currency here; they are more precious than diamonds and legacies. â
â did you think all of us looked like goblins ? â
â getting here is easy, but getting home is quite the trick. â
â i shall give you a riddle, and it will puzzle you until you know the answer but forget your own soul. â
â a bloodline is nothing when youâve outlived civilizations. â
â  refusing  my  hospitality  is like human  sin, and it  will  bring  worse  upon  you.  â
â everything here is and isnât, and things are and arenât. â
â on lonely nights i stare into the trees, and a strange face leers back. â
â the thrones here are made of bones and blood, and built upon decay. â
â a third time is not a charm, but a bargain. it says that you want something enough to wager your sense. â
â it is dangerous to think that magical beings do not have human intensities. â
DIFFERENT TYPES OF RELATIONSHIPS Because there are so many different types of bonds characters can share. For the prompts with one muse is __ the other muse, please feel free to specify who is which role.
send â¤ď¸ for a romantic ship between our muses send đ for a toxic ship between our muses send ⨠for a purely sexual relationship between our muses send đ for a sexual relationship between our muses that could turn romantic send đ for our muses to be friends send 𧥠for our muses to be friends that could develop into a romantic relationship send đ for a friends with benefits situation between our muses send đ¤ for our muses to be partners that work together send đ for one muse to have a crush on the other muse send đ¤ for our muses to have had a past romance send đ for mutual pining between our muses send đ for our muses to be in an arranged relationship. Could develop or not. send đ for a hateship between our muses send đŞ for our muses to have a familial relationship send âď¸ for our muses to have a rivalry send đĄď¸ for a one-sided rivalry/grudge by one muse to the other send đ for our muses to be strictly enemies send 𤍠for one muse to secretly be an enemy/traitor to the other muse send đ¨âđŤ for one muse to be a teacher/mentor for the other muse send đ for one muse to work for the other muse send â for regular customer relationship (hair stylists, coffee shop employees, etc.) send đ¨ for one muse to be the bully of the other muse
headcanon memes inspired by things i like, part 2. ⤿  inspired by my ocs
send in a symbol iâll answer the corresponding question about my muse!Â
[ 𤪠] what is your museâs sense of humour like? are they known for being joking, or serious?
[ đŞ ] does your muse have a special talent or hobby they devote themselves to? why is this talent or hobby important to them?
[ 𩰠] is there a type of fashion your muse prefers, or do they not pay attention to their appearance at all?
[ đŽ ] is your muse intelligent academically? do they have any other intelligences?
[ đ§ ] is there something your muse canât live down, no matter how hard they try? what is it? if not, is there something your muse has said or done that embarrasses them?
[ đŚ ] does your muse have any unconventional interests? what are they?
[ đ ] does your muse like to prank others? do they do so often?
[ đ¨âđŤ ] how much does your muse care about image? how would they react if something personal got leaked about them?
[ đ ] is your muse a pushover, or do they tend to stand up for themselves?
[ đŞ ] what was your museâs childhood like? how did their upbringing affect them?
[ đş ] does your muse have trouble relying on others? why or why not?
[ đś ] is your muse good with kids, or do they prefer to avoid them?
[ đ ] what is your museâs favourite food? is there a reason why they like it so much?
[ đłď¸âđ ] how does your museâs sexuality and gender identity impact their life? do you have any specific headcanons about it?
[ âď¸ ] how does your muse feel about their job? whatâs their dream career?
[ đť ] does your muse have regrets? what are some of their deepest ones?
[ đ ] how conventionally attractive is your muse? are they confident in their appearance, or are they more insecure?
[ đ˘ ] what does your museâs voice sound like? is it high-pitched, or deep? is it nasal or set in their chest? describe it in as much detail as you can.
[ đ¤¸ââď¸ ] how flexible is your muse physically? can they perform acrobatics? are they good at yoga?
[ â˝ď¸ ] is your muse athletic? are there any sports they like playing?
[ đş ] what is your museâs relationship with their parents? are there specific things they like/dislike about them?
[ đ¨âđ¤ ] would your muse define themselves as rebellious or by-the-book? what are they, actually?
[ âď¸ ] is there any special meaning behind your museâs name? what is it?
[ đ¤ ] does your muse tend to date people who are supportive, or do they attract people who are more manipulative? why do you think that is?
[ đ§ââď¸ ] is there anyone that isnât part of your museâs blood family that they consider family? what is their relationship with that person or those people like?
{ Itâs suggesting my other muse here ?! Oh how crazy ! Also yeath I amst Roux mun & Iâm most active over there :3c }

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darkenigma32â:
âImpulse to feel anything but the pain.â Riff would sum up the summary of other emotions.
âI move forward, I try my best to help others⌠The fear of being helpless and powerless, it hardens me to be collected.â It was about not letting those get under her skin just watch her be strong and resilient despite the trauma she had suffered in the past.
âIâll help you find the ghost, her trace is gone, but her memories remain in you⌠I really donât know what defines a ghost, but I do know that all curses can be broken in some way.â
   She's left out a long sigh as her shoulders relaxed a little upon having heard Riff's words. Finding someone that could not only related to her feelings but also using such experiences as a way to help her out signified ( a lot ).
 ...though, another part of her pondered--- if she deserved such help, if it was correct to query anyone else to assist her to deal with a negative experience.
âââWish it could be this easy---â She chuckled lightly as she used the bottom of her palm to wipe her tears. âââFinding her, it is not likely you can search for a ghost anywhere... b-but I do appreciate your offer... I will... keep it on mind...â A light gasp has cut her words short.
âââOh--- it must be late, right ? We should go take some rest. I do know a nice place near here where we can get our breakfast in the morning and keep talking... They make amazing croissants, I am sure you will like them. Seriously, thank you for much for listening me and at the same time, I am sorry. I do not tend to open up at others this way, especially over matters I should be professional with, such like... my work...â
chorusnihiliâ:
My name is âŚ
*But it refused.
Wingdings Gaster was never one to believe that names held power; he had hated the name Wingdings since the day he was old enough to remember having it, he hated what it symbolized;
And now that it was gone, he hated that he had erased that part of himself.
But now, there seemed to be some power, some otherworldly force that prevented that NAME from being invoked, that very same force that had so ruthlessly struck it from existence.  Â
WINGDINGS GASTER HAD DIED CENTURIESYEARSAGES AGO. Â
And so, his response to the question was like an old disk skipping; faltering a moment, like reality itself glitched; and then continuing on as if it never happened.
And so he turned and kept walking, talking about a topic entirely unrelated.
âThe CORE is almost alive in the way it behaves. Not sentient, butâthe magic that binds it is inspired by the magic that binds many monsters to life. Specifically, my ownâhow my body can move despite having no clear interconnections between the independent piecesâwhere other more physical monsters may have a more physical system of muscles to support their movements, given that Iâm solely made of bone, itâs only invisible tendrils of magic that guide my body.â
An arm lifted, even as he didnât look at her, flexing a wrist and letting his sleeve fall so she could view the lack of ligaments holding the bones together.
âThe CORE is built in much the same way, where the rooms are the bones and magic flows between them, allowing them to be rearranged at will by those authorized to do so. Â
âThis prevents the components from weakening due to prolonged exposure to the high temperatures of the DEEP COREâs inner workings, but does unfortunately have the consequence that every time you walk through it, the layout tends to have changed.â
As if to demonstrate, he stopped at an intersectionâtucking his hands into his pocket, and let out an exaggerated exhale.
   Apparently, he felt uncomfortable with an identity. It was okay. She would not question him. She would not dig into matters she ( shouldn't ). At least, the whisperer could make use of such a term like 'Sir' or 'Mister' to address him.
 ...that aside, she had her own suspects... which seemed to solidify at the moment he's started to make a detailed description of the CORE. Who else could have such vast knowledge more than its own cr---
 Her sight traveled at their surroundings, then at him, seeing his peculiar anatomy showing up under his sleeve. This piece of knowledge, it was WONDROUS. . . and for a moment; all emotions, sensations, and other secondary elements distracting her mind from the current situation seemed to have faded away. The forming tears under the corners of her eyes have become into a fine layer of crystalline polish which has seemed to evaporate.
         I knew it.
âââImpressive...â She followed at his direction, walking closer, yet not enough to deprive him of some personal space. âââI have never heard about such a peculiar architecture like this one... I would not mind experimenting its paths myself, if that is safe. But if you do wish to stop our walk here, it is also okay. I will not insist into matters that are not comfortable for anyone to touch.â
* Ironically enough, sheâs considering to dress as a GHOST BRIDE for Halloween.
Someoneâs gonna have a bad time.
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Brief wishlistâ some random things in between. Big majority of them works on all verses so~
-Someone accompanying Holly to her job, in one of her cases, or to help her to investigate them. She could nerd out about such supernatural entities. It can also end up in a v intense case, this ghost possessing Holly or something & forcing her to go against their partner but, thatâd be good if we plot well how things go first. Like, GIVE THIS GIRL ACTIONâ
-She has a special story involving a ghost bride. She tends to hallucinate over it due to a curse, so perhaps she can confound the other person / muse with the ghost bride & panic over it ( especially with female characters ).Â
-An adventure or a trip to chill from work. Just letâs go anywhere & play it chill can also be an option.Â
-Somewhere at a very early morning ( 5AM for ex ) in Summer / a warm weather, a certain person in question could be conversing with her in the balcony of a building during a blackout & after having met a ghost or something. They could be stargazing & talking about life stuff.
-Friend bonding. Although Holly seems very friendly, sheâs a person that is continuously moving everywhere, which makes it hard for her to make friends. Keeping the bond, going to places, take selfies together⌠even arguing upon subjects & stuff would be interesting to see on her.
-Enmity, the idea of betrayal or similar. How after having bonded for a while, in a certain moment, a character decides Hollyâs been a puppet most of the time & she becomes useless through time.Â
-Someone who could get her intro trouble & someone who she canât say no to. Say, a chaotic-alligned being / person who just decides to go somewhere because itâs cool even if it goes against rules & such. They could persuade Holly about they finding a ghost in there -wink wonk-Â
{ Been working on the ghost bride for reasons--- and a part of me is VERY TEMPTED to make her a muse, whether it be a secondary for this blog or a sideblog as well. Iâm... pondering. Sheâs Grace. Making no honor to her name at all. Sheâs cursed Holly to suffer continuous episodes of hallucination, cold & other things as well. Sheâs a pallid ghost with telekinetic abilities, and a loud scream that can shatter glass. She sings Opera as well... gosh, she needs a backstory... }