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¹ .ㅤ‘ via the system of touch ’ .     the following is a compilation of   action based   prompts , originally created by me . warnings applied for : some potential nsfw / suggestive themes .   ( additionally : send ‘ + ’ to reverse the roles , and have the   receiver   be the one to perform the action ) .   do not add anything on to these memes .  

hands.  for your muse to take a hold of my muse’s hand.

tie.  for your muse to adjust an article of clothing on my muse.

combat.  for our muses to train together in combat.

pin.  for your muse to pin mine to ( the ground / the wall / a surface ).

push.  for your muse to push mine in a playful manner.

shove.  for your muse to shove mine in an aggressive manner.

tend.  for your muse to help tend to my muse’s injuries.

trace.  for your muse to trace their hand along my muse’s ( skin / scars ).

gag.  for your muse to place their hand over my muse’s mouth, to try to keep them quiet.

kiss.  for your muse to kiss my muse.

hair.  for your muse to brush my muse’s hair from their face.

pull.  for your muse to pull my muse close to them.

sit.  for your muse to encourage mine to sit and rest.

lap.  for your muse to pull my muse onto their lap.

tackle.  for your muse to tackle my muse to the ground.

fight.  for your muse to physically attack my muse ( by hitting / punching / kicking / etc).

neck.  for your muse to place their hand around my muse’s neck.

throat.  for your muse to hold something against my muse’s throat.

collapse.  for your muse to catch mine, preventing them from falling to the ground.

carry.  for your muse to insist on carrying my muse when injured.

warmth.  for our muses to seek warmth from each other, after being caught in a ( snow storm / rain shower ).

morning after.  for our muses to wake up together the next morning, after having a one night stand.

wake.  for your muse to wake mine up by kissing their ( shoulder / neck / lips / etc ).

dance.  for your muse to force my muse to dance with them.

drink.  for our muses to spend time together whilst drunk.

swim.  for our muses to go for a late night swim.

intimacy.  for our muses to embrace each other after sex.

death.  for your muse to comfort mine after they have lost a loved one.

goodbye.  for your muse to hold mine as they lay dying in their arms.

#meme

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"Brilliant!" She would say with a grin. "They need to pay for kidnapping us and breaking my glasses." She pouted. "What type of power is it, anyway?" She asked.

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As consciousness slowly returns, Juliet finds herself surrounded by an unfamiliar aura, her heart-shaped glasses cracked and reflecting the strange glow of the enigmatic realm. Beside her lies a stranger, who seems to also be waking from slumber.

Confusion clouds Juliet's thoughts as she takes in the surreal landscape, her usual aura of allure momentarily overshadowed by the sheer mystery of their situation. She reaches out for Jade's hand, seeking solace in their shared bewilderment.

"Where are we?" Her voice trembles slightly, uncertainty lacing each word as she clings to Jade's hand, craving reassurance in this unfamiliar place.

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Send me 🛌 to crawl into bed with my muse!

#meme

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"Amazing..." She would say as she looked over the arm. "And thank you for the encouragement. I can only imagine how dynamic this piece is. Would you mind me asking how it is controlled?" She would inquire.

@hero2222

"I'm guessing my prosthetic is catching your eye? It is a rather unique piece. Would you like to see it? Provided I can have it back of course. Wouldn't be as much of a problem if I were left handed but unfortunately I had to lose dominant hand."

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🎩 to Qingque, dress like the Ascended

"Look, I would be fine with pretty much any costume... but did you have to choose the one where I can't see my hand? Meh, I can probably beat you blindfolded anyways." She would say with a smirk, being very careful as she moved around.

#“This hand sucks” | Qingque

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Sweater's:

Frisk, known affectionately as Sweater, was born into a family of renowned healers within the magical community. From a young age, she exhibited a natural affinity for magic, particularly in the realm of healing and restoration. Her parents, both esteemed practitioners of the healing arts, nurtured her talent, teaching her the intricacies of magical healing and instilling within her a deep sense of compassion for those in need.

Growing up in a household filled with love and warmth, Sweater learned the importance of kindness and empathy from her parents. She was always eager to lend a helping hand to those who were suffering, using her magical abilities to ease their pain and bring comfort to their lives.

Tragically, Sweater's idyllic childhood was shattered when her family became the target of a malevolent force within the magical community. Determined to protect their daughter at all costs, Sweater's parents made the ultimate sacrifice, using their own magical abilities to shield her from harm.

In a moment of selfless bravery, Sweater's parents confronted their assailant, drawing upon all their strength and skill to hold them at bay while Sweater escaped to safety. Despite their best efforts, they were ultimately overwhelmed by the magic arrayed against them, sacrificing their lives to ensure Sweater's survival.

Devastated by the loss of her parents, Sweater was left to pick up the pieces of her shattered life and carry on their legacy of kindness and compassion. Though their physical presence was gone, their love and guidance lived on in Sweater's heart, inspiring her to continue her journey as a healer and protector of the innocent.

Now, Sweater honors the memory of her parents with every act of kindness and selflessness she performs. Armed with their teachings and the strength they instilled within her, she faces the challenges of the future with courage and determination, knowing that she carries their legacy with her wherever she goes.

May write up a backstory for some of my muses

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Liar, liar…

Send an ask with ❌ followed by a statement/question to my muse and they’ll be forced to reply with a blatant lie.

(If the emoji isn’t visible on your device, please specify *red x emoji*)

#meme

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I am not wearing that...

Send an ask with 🎩 to give my muse something to wear!

They must wear it. They have no choice in the matter :D

(Note: Do try to keep this sfw unless the mod specifies otherwise)

#meme

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Rip out my muse's heart in 1 ask.

#meme

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Hoodie's:

Chara, known as Hoodie, was born into a family that viewed his magical abilities with fear and shame. From a young age, his striking red eyes marked him as different, setting him apart from his peers and making him the target of suspicion and discrimination within the magical community.

His parents, unable to cope with the stigma associated with their son's powers, turned a blind eye to his needs, leaving Hoodie to fend for himself on the unforgiving streets. Forced to navigate the dangers of the urban underworld alone, he quickly learned to rely on his wits and magical prowess to survive.

Growing up without the love and support of a nurturing family left Hoodie with a profound sense of longing for affection and connection. He often found himself yearning for the warmth of a loving embrace, a yearning that only intensified as he witnessed the bonds of kinship shared by others around him.

Despite his tough exterior, Hoodie possessed a deeply caring and romantic soul, a reflection of the love and affection he had been denied in his formative years. He cherished the moments of intimacy and connection he shared with others, treasuring each fleeting glimpse of the love and acceptance he had always craved.

As he navigated the challenges of life on the streets, Hoodie discovered that true strength lay not in isolation, but in the bonds of friendship and love that sustained him through even the darkest of times. Though his upbringing had left its scars, it had also instilled within him a fierce determination to seek out and nurture the connections that gave meaning to his existence.

Now, Hoodie stands as a testament to the resilience of the human spirit, a survivor who has weathered the storms of adversity and emerged with his capacity for love and compassion intact. Armed with his magical abilities and an unwavering belief in the power of connection, he faces the challenges of the future with courage and hope. He carries within him the strength to overcome whatever obstacles may come his way.

May write up a backstory for some of my muses

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May write up a backstory for some of my muses

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okay lets play a game: instead of y’all asking me headcanon questions, send me your headcanons for my muse. ( bonus: if i really like it i may make it an official headcanon )

#meme

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I want to do the whole "Hotel room only has one bed" trope as an open Starter...but for whom?

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Elara would gasp as she realized she was caught staring at the other. "No, no, that's not necessary." She would say as she waved a bit, trying to hide her embarrassment.

"Though it is an amazing work on engineering. Most of my work is...sloppy in comparison." She admitted, rubbing the back of her neck as she explained.

@hero2222

"I'm guessing my prosthetic is catching your eye? It is a rather unique piece. Would you like to see it? Provided I can have it back of course. Wouldn't be as much of a problem if I were left handed but unfortunately I had to lose dominant hand."

#so sorry for the delay

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Send 👩‍🦲 or 'baby' for receiver to learn sender is pregnant with their (receiver's) baby

-requested by anonymous -add "+reverse" for sender to learn receiver is pregnant with their (sender's) baby!

#meme

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okay, it's been A Day, so i think it's a good time for a lighthearted ask game.

send 💖 + something you like about my character. it doesn't have to be coherent as long as it's positive.

#Please...?

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"Hm..." She would say as she put a hand to her chin. "So, we could potentially outnumber them if we keep them separated." She reasoned. "The question is: How do we do that?"

UNKNOWN for Jade and Juliet

As consciousness slowly returns, Juliet finds herself surrounded by an unfamiliar aura, her heart-shaped glasses cracked and reflecting the strange glow of the enigmatic realm. Beside her lies a stranger, who seems to also be waking from slumber.

Confusion clouds Juliet's thoughts as she takes in the surreal landscape, her usual aura of allure momentarily overshadowed by the sheer mystery of their situation. She reaches out for Jade's hand, seeking solace in their shared bewilderment.

"Where are we?" Her voice trembles slightly, uncertainty lacing each word as she clings to Jade's hand, craving reassurance in this unfamiliar place.