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send an emoji/description of emoji to learn more about a writer's oc! many of these are taken from my munday asks meme, because i thought it would be fun to make a version for characters too! the prompts are categorized by emoji type and given descriptions in case anyone can't see the symbols. can be used for roleplayers and any general writers alike! for roleplayers, these can also be used for your interpretations of canon characters if you so desire as well!

𝐎𝐁𝐉𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐒. 💭 THOUGHT BALLOON — what is your oc's MBTI, enneagram, and/or other personality aspects (if known/interested in)? 🚗 CAR — does your oc have a driver's license? can they drive/operate any automobiles/machinery besides cars? ✈️ AIRPLANE — does your oc like traveling, or do they consider themselves a more homey person? 🎮 VIDEO GAME CONTROLLER — what are three of your oc's favorite hobbies? 💍 RING — does your oc have any piercings? do they want any (more) piercings? 🖊️ BALLPOINT PEN — does your oc have any tattoos? do they want any (more) tattoos? 📚 BOOKS — what level of education has your oc most recently completed/is currently in (GED, undergraduate, grad school, phd, etc)? 🎻 VIOLIN — does your oc play any instruments? what is their skill level (beginner/intermediate/advanced/virtuoso/etc)? 🩹 ADHESIVE BANDAGE — does your oc have any physical and/or mental disabilities? 🩸 DROP OF BLOOD — what is your oc's blood type?

𝐒𝐘𝐌𝐁𝐎𝐋𝐒. 🎶 MUSICAL NOTES — what type of music does your oc like? do they listen to music very often? 💯 HUNDRED POINTS SYMBOL — share three random facts about your oc that others may not know. 💤 SLEEPING SIGN — is your oc a light sleeper or a heavy sleeper? how are their sleeping habits? 🔱 TRIDENT EMBLEM — can your oc swim? do they enjoy swimming? 🔺 RED TRIANGLE POINTED UP — does your oc know how to use any weapons? 🔶 LARGE ORANGE DIAMOND — does your oc know cpr? do they have any other medical expertise? 🚫 PROHIBITED — does your oc drink/smoke? do they do it regularly, or is it more on occasion or for special events?

𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄. 🌈 RAINBOW — what is your oc's sexual orientation/gender identity? what pronouns do they use? 🎄 CHRISTMAS TREE — what is your oc's favorite holiday? 🐶 DOG FACE — does your oc have any pets? 🐈 CAT — does your oc prefer a wide circle of friends or a few close friends? 🐷 PIG FACE — what is your oc's favorite animal? 🐉 DRAGON — what is your oc's favorite mythical creature? 🍃 LEAVES FLUTTERING IN WIND — what is/was your oc's favorite subject in school? 🌴 PALM TREE — does your oc have a green thumb? do they enjoy gardening? 🍎 RED APPLE — where was your oc born? do they still live in/around their place of birth or do they live somewhere else? how do they feel about their birthplace?

𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒. ❤️ RED HEART — what are three of your oc's positive traits? 🤍 WHITE HEART — what are three of your oc's neutral/questionable traits? 💔 BROKEN HEART — what are three of your oc's negative traits? 💘 HEART WITH ARROW — what and/or who do(es) your oc consider the most important to them? 🧡 ORANGE HEART — does your oc tend to prioritize family or friends? 💛 YELLOW HEART — how many languages does your oc speak? what language(s) are they learning, if any? 💚 GREEN HEART — does your oc prefer being inside or outside? 💙 BLUE HEART — does your oc have any cool/special powers and/or abilities? how are they with magic, if it exists in their world? 💜 PURPLE HEART — what is your oc's ancestry/genetic background? 🖤 BLACK HEART — has your oc killed or seriously wounded anyone before? have they broken someone's heart and/or broken someone's trust?

𝐅𝐎𝐎𝐃𝐒. 🎂 BIRTHDAY CAKE — when is your oc's birthday? how old are they? what are their sun, moon, & rising signs (if known)? what about their tarot card, ruling planet, & ruling number (if known)? do they fit the typical traits of these sun, moon, & rising signs? 🍝 SPAGHETTI — what is/are your oc's favorite food(s)? 🍰 SHORTCAKE — what is/are your oc's favorite sweet(s)/dessert(s)? 🍦 SOFT ICE CREAM — what is/are your oc's favorite ice cream flavor(s)? 🍔 HAMBURGER — is your oc good at cooking? are they good at baking? which one do they prefer? 🥯 BAGEL — what does your oc's typical breakfast look like? do they usually eat breakfast? 🥪 SANDWICH — what does your oc's typical lunch look like? do they usually eat lunch? 🍛 CURRY AND RICE — what does your oc's typical dinner look like? do they usually eat dinner? 🍸 COCKTAIL GLASS — what is your oc's favorite alcoholic drink, if they can drink? ☕️ HOT BEVERAGE — does your oc prefer coffee, tea, hot chocolate, milk, water, or some other drink? how do they like to take this drink (ex. coffee with milk, hot chocolate with whipped cream, a specific kind of tea, etc)?

she should’ve known better. that was the only thought looping through sage’s head now, over and over like a scratched vinyl refusing to move past the same ugly verse. god, she felt stupid for ever thinking her and dakota had something real. every version of whatever they were had always been predicated onn some kind of lie. that was the worst part. he never even had to say it outright for her to feel it either, the way he looked at her sometimes like she was something strange he kept tucked away. some social outcast he could visit in secret but never fully claim in daylight. not that sage denied being different. she knew she was a little weird. too fascinated by things that made other people uncomfortable. too romantic for her own good. all dark hair and black eyeliner and aching feelings she carried around like open wounds. nothing like the girl she’d recently realized dakota was actually seeing.

and in sage’s defense, she barely existed online anyway. her instagram had maybe thirty followers on a good day. private for years. mostly just a handful of close friends and blurry photos nobody else cared about. she didn’t keep up with who was relevant or who disappeared. definitely didn’t keep up with dakota. she blocked him nearly a decade ago and never looked back.

or at least she tried not to.

because the lingering proof she stumbled across in his apartment still twisted somewhere ugly beneath her ribs. deep down, sage had always been a little too clairvoyant for her own good. somewhere inside herself, she already knew dakota was never fully all in with her. maybe he never had been.

she stood there now caught somewhere between devastated and completely indifferent. “what do you want me to say?” sage rolled her eyes instantly, springing up to her feet like the proximity alone was making her nauseous. she moved several feet away from him, expression warped into something entirely unlike her usual softness. cold. detached. almost hollow.

“i think you just said it all, right?”

a dry laugh broke loose from her chest, though it sounded mostly directed at herself. “i’m mad. you’re selfish. you have a big ego. your head is too big for your neck, you’ve always been this way. you’re sorry.” her voice flattened with every sentence, dullness sitting heavily behind her eyes like she was reading from a list she’d already memorized years ago. “yeah, i think you covered it all.” her gaze caught his for only a second before she turned away completely, drifting toward the railing overlooking the city instead. the skyline glittered beneath them like something untouchable. expensive. unreachable. and suddenly sage felt embarrassingly out of place here. like she’d gotten too far in over her head believing she could exist beside someone like dakota without eventually drowning in it. something spiteful started brewing low in her chest.

“you know,” she said finally, voice threaded with sarcasm so sharp it almost glittered, “that’s actually my favorite thing about you.” and because this was sage, there was still that strange undertone of carelessness in her tone. enough humor to soften the cruelty just enough so she didn’t have to fully admit how hard she was trying to wound him back. “the way you’re just... so tenacious and diligent.” she motioned vaguely toward him without really looking. “i mean, look at you.” she blinked hard against the sting behind her eyes, refusing to let the tears fully form.

“doing all the legwork. saying everything that needs to be said so i don’t have to.” her fingers brushed absentmindedly across one of the leaves beside her, focusing there instead of him. “thanks for that, by the way.” silence stretched between them for a moment before she looked back at him again. cold this time. so cold it barely even felt like sage anymore. “oh,” she corrected quietly. “you did get one thing wrong though.” her voice dipped lower. sharper. “had no clue you had a girlfriend. figured you were fucking somebody, obviously. yeah, of course.” a bitter laugh slipped through her nose. “you’d probably stick your dick in a san pellegrino bottle if it had a pulse.” her lashes fluttered once while she fought the urge to laugh at herself, to crack beneath the pressure of all this ugliness sitting between them.

a decade's worth of compartmentalization kept dakota sane in his day-to-day life, but ruined his ability to build and maintain relationships. there was quite literally no point in staying committed to anyone, or anything, if he was going to be in a new place every couple of weeks. sometimes in a couple of days. he handles the relationship with sage the same way he handles everything else in his life. good while he's there in the moment, practically non-existent when he exists in any other context.

and though it looks this way, dakota didn't bring sage back into his life just to keep her as his dirty little secret. as an embarrassment he got off to in private before he stepped out in public with a dazzling smile and an amazonian woman on his arm. he loved noelle the way he loved a complicated best friend that he was also very attracted to. everybody and their mother was in his fucking business. sure, she wasn't in love with him and vice versa – but at least nobody bothered him while they were together. nobody was listening to rumors about his sexuality, or digging into his past, or trying to uncover the last bits of himself that he intentionally kept hidden. all just an attempt to salvage and protect at least some parts of his private identity. the only pieces left that haven't been exploited for profit.

but as he opens his mouth to express this, dakota finds himself speechless. transparency would push him into a state of vulnerability that he just wasn't interested in at the moment. he cringes as sage makes her crude comments. not offended by them – people have said so much disgusting shit towards him since he was in his late teens that he's practical impervious to all types of insults. but he's more embarrassed that he brought that side of her out. things were going so well until he fucked everything up.

“i ... i thought you knew.” that part is honest. he genuinely assumed that sage had some understanding of his public life. a blow to his ego to find out that she didn't give a shit about it. a decade plus of being treated as special made him extremely conscious and self absorbed. a sense of self oscillating between worthiness and worthlessness.

“i wasn't trying to play games with you. if that's what you think. like, we're not in college anymore, sage. we're not the popular jock and the stoner alt girl type of couple anymore. everything's different. you're different. i'm different. ” are they? dakota loved her in secrecy even then while entertaining a different type of barbie. he's sure sage has revisited these memories and felt he was ashamed of her the entire time.

“this is selfish, i know that it is. i don't want to lose you again.” dakota rises from his chair to kneel besides her, even though she's refusing eye contact. “i want you in my life. but if you're expecting me to have a serious committed relationship right now, i'm sorry, but i can't give you that. do you have any idea what people would say about you if we went public? about me?” vanity bleeds through his confession. a deep breath before attempting honesty.

⋆｡‧˚ʚ💋ɞ˚‧｡⋆ 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐦𝐞. 𝐧𝐨𝐰. (VERY USFT!!!!) 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 - send ‘reverse’ for the sender and receiver to swap. adjust wording as needed!

[ grind ] sender straddles receiver’s lap and starts grinding against them, slow and intentional

[ whisper ] sender leans in and whispers exactly what they want to do to receiver in excruciating detail

[ wristgrab ] in the middle of a heated moment, sender pins receiver’s wrists above their head

[ needy ] sender pulls receiver into their lap, desperate and breathless, kissing them like it’s not enough

[ tease ] sender drags their lips and tongue down the length of receiver’s stomach, but stops just before going lower

[ undone ] sender undresses receiver one piece of clothing at a time, dragging it out with loaded glances

[ taste ] sender drops to their knees and starts kissing up the inside of receiver’s thighs

[ lapfull ] sender drags receiver onto their lap in the middle of a conversation, their hands already wandering

[ control ] sender takes full control, guiding receiver’s hands, body, and every motion

[ tug ] sender grips receiver’s hair and yanks their head back to kiss them roughly

[ choke ] sender wraps a hand lightly around receiver’s throat while their lips are barely apart

[ lipbite ] sender bites down on receiver’s bottom lip while grinding against them

[ praise ] in the middle of it all, sender whispers praise between every movement "just like that," "you're doing so good," "don’t stop"

[ beg ] sender makes receiver beg for it

[ mouthy ] sender licks into receiver’s mouth mid-kiss, messy and aggressive

[ suck ] sender sucks a mark into receiver’s neck, possessive and without shame

[ edge ] sender brings receiver right to the brink, over and over, refusing to let them finish

[ wrecked ] sender has one goal: to leave receiver trembling and ruined beneath them

[ needy grind ] clothes still on, sender grinds against receiver until they’re both panting, desperate for more

[ between ] sender slips a hand between receiver’s thighs while whispering, “you’ve been wanting this, haven’t you?”

[ ride ] sender pushes receiver down and climbs on top, holding eye contact the entire time

[ spit ] sender leans over and lets spit drip into receiver’s mouth before kissing them hard

[ mess ] clothes scattered, sheets ruined, bodies tangled—sender and receiver didn’t hold back

[ slow ] sender draws everything out. every stroke, every breath, every motion unbearably slow

[ possessive ] sender fucks receiver like they’re trying to make sure no one else ever will

[ overstim ] sender keeps going even after receiver's already shaking from release

[ grip ] sender grabs receiver by the hips, holding them in place while taking full control

[ hot & heavy ] sender and receiver go at it somewhere they absolutely shouldn’t

[ control freak ] sender lets receiver think they're in charge… until they flip the roles mid-way

[ lips everywhere ] sender kisses every part of receiver’s body.

[ breathless ] sender doesn’t let up until receiver is clawing at their back, gasping for air

[ all night ] sender makes sure receiver doesn’t sleep... again, and again, and again

[ tongue ] sender slides their tongue along receiver’s skin, taking their time tasting every inch

[ dark corner ] they don’t make it home! sender drags receiver into a shadowed corner and gets to work

[ eye contact ] sender holds eye contact the entire time they’re going down on receiver

[ mirror ] sender takes receiver in front of the mirror so they can both watch

𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞

❝ i want to hear every sound you make. don’t hold back. ❞

❝ get on your knees—now. ❞

❝ you’re not leaving this bed until i say so. ❞

❝ look at you. all mine and dripping for it. ❞

❝ you said 'just one more time' last time, remember? ❞

❝ keep quiet, or they’ll hear. ❞

❝ is this what you wanted? me, like this, ruining you? ❞

❝ you’re shaking—already? we’ve barely started. ❞

❝ i haven’t even touched you yet, and you're already begging. ❞

❝ be good for me and spread your legs. ❞

❝ don’t you dare finish until i tell you to. ❞

❝ you’re going to be the death of me, but i’ll die happy. ❞

❝ say it. say you need me. say it louder. ❞

❝ i could do this all night. want to test me? ❞

❝ if you want more, use your words. ❞

❝ you look so pretty when you beg. ❞

❝ you’re not shy now, are you? ❞

❝ take it. like that. good. ❞

❝ tell me where you want my mouth. ❞

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────────── answered prompt for @theambitiion / sage & dakota

🌻 a worried text.

🐰 a goofy text.

🦋 a loving text.  

🧦 a half-asleep text.

🌳 a happy text.

🍎 an apologetic text.

⚠️ a text meant for someone else.

🕰️ an early morning text.

💫 a late night text.

🗑️ a text that wasn’t sent.

💡 a scared text.

💀 an urgent text.

🥇 a supportive text.

🔪 a hateful text. 

🌊 a sad text.

⚡ an angry text.