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pirateborn · 4 months
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✧. 31/12/2022.
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     The idea of birthdays as a moment of celebration hadn’t crossed Roger’s mind until later in his life – likely at some point  ( if not a few years )  after first meeting Rayleigh. And after the concept had been first introduced, it never left. Roger adores celebrating and anniversaries which hold, admittedly, little meaning upon the turbulent waves perfectly suited the bill. To celebrate life is such a grand reason for festivities in his eyes, and so he celebrates all those he knows if he remembers, and celebrates his own just the same: loudly and proudly.
     Ironically, he’d learned about celebrations in regards to a  “ New Year ”  long before birthdays, and likewise, he loves it. He views New Years Eve as the true beginning of the new years, the true start of a new chapter to his life and to the world. He may despise ends, but for forces beyond their control such as time, he embraces it with warmth and excitement. Taking it as a signal for something greater ready to come.
     While upon the sea it’s difficult to keep track of time, or that during the exact days things are too busy whether due to attacks or adventures, Roger still does his absolute best and assures that there is always be some kind of celebration in honor of the end and start of a new years; and his crew, in turn alongside him, celebrates his life. Parties which rage from early morning and late into nights for anywhere between the two days to weeks at a time, often getting other crews, islands, and so on involved if they hadn’t started with them. Absolutely excessive, flashy, and grand events, often involving fireworks and more, celebrated with his crew and friends. In short, the perfect kind of events for Roger.
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pirateborn · 4 months
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RUNS JUMPS TACKLES
" HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! "
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✧. Sound of running footsteps and haki alerted him of the approaching presence, mouth stretching into a face-splitting grin filled with delight as he opened his arms and caught her, dragging her into a tight hug.
" Silva-chan !  Thank you, thank you, "   Roger laughed in greeting, lifting her up into the air as much as he could,   " You know, it's a special day, worthy of the finest mead and desserts !  You should come help me decide which are the best ! "
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pirateborn · 4 months
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i will say, i'll never not think about the fact that Ace's birthday is the first day of a new year while Roger's the last
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pirateborn · 4 months
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birthday time !! he has full rights to be a menace
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pirateborn · 6 months
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RICHARD SIKEN SENTENCE STARTERS   —   majority of quotes pulled the poetry book crush. feel free to make alternations.
if you love me, you don’t love me in a way i understand.
there are so many things i’m not allowed to tell you.
you say ‘i’ll give you anything,’ but you never come through.
please, for just one night, will you lie down next to me?
you wanted happiness. i can’t blame you for that.
i owe you, i owe you everything.
tell me you love this, tell me you’re not miserable.
you didn’t show up. i kept waiting.
why take more than we need? because we can.
i want to explain myself to myself in an understandable way.
people like to think war means something.
you are here, you are here, you’re still right here.
sorry about how i ruined everything by saying it out loud.
will you defend yourself?
let’s not talk about it, let’s just not talk.
how much can you change and get away with it, before you turn into someone else, before it’s some kind of murder?
i ran and i knew you wouldn’t catch me.
when you have nothing to say, set something on fire.
you still get to be the hero.
tell me how all this, and love too, will ruin us.
i’m bleeding, i’m not just making conversation.
eventually something you love is going to be taken away. 
you want a better story. who wouldn’t?
i hope it’s love. i’m trying really hard to make it love.
we are not dirty.
i will come back from the dead for you.
you are a fever i’m learning to live with.
do you want to go home now?
there’s nowhere to go.
i’d rather quit. i’d rather be sad.
unfortunately, we don’t have that kind of time.
you take the things you love and tear them apart.
there is no way to make this story interesting.
i don’t think i can take this much longer.
do you love yourself? 
sorry about the blood in your mouth. i wish it was mine.
even when i look away i am still looking.
i think i need to do this alone.
what more do you want?
you saved my life.
someone has to leave first.
i swear, i end up feeling empty, like you’ve taken something out of me.
will you love me even more when i’m dead?
your world doesn’t make sense.
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pirateborn · 6 months
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on the other hand there are some characters that i KNOW in my heart are not cis but heres the thing . THEY wouldn't know. they would have no idea. or they're not acknowledging it. i love trans headcanons as much as the next guy but angel devil from chainsaw man does not know that he's not cis because all angel devil is thinking about is that he's got a job to do and he'd rather not be doing it but ah well its that or being killed. oh well
theres also some characters that if you took them out for drinks for like 2 hours and talked to them they would realize very quickly they arent cis. but the resources simply dont exist in the situation they are in. do you understand my vision
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pirateborn · 6 months
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Thinking ab oden and rogers friendship,,,,
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pirateborn · 6 months
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"HEY OLD MAN! JOIN MY CREW!!"
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✧.   " Wahahaha ! "   Roger laughed, loud and bold,   " You're lucky I've long left my ship, kid, or I would have asked the very same, "   his tone teasing, holding no offense. Cupping his chin with a hand, he tilted his head to the side as though in consideration. He couldn't lie and say it wasn't a highly tempting offer.
" I'm afraid that our paths diverge in that I have my old crew to find, not to mention, I've never been good at following orders, "  grin on his face, knowing eyes flickering towards familiar straw hat,   " But I'm certain you'll go quite the distance, I'll be certain to follow your journey. "
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pirateborn · 6 months
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sniffs. roger when he could be such a good parental figure/parent if only he wasn't clown shaped
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“People will hate me.” It’s not a question.
Shanks knew that being a pirate would not make him loved, exactly. He was prepared for people to hate him because of that decision. But this wasn’t a decision he had any control over! It wasn’t fair!
His father–what a strange thing to call a man he had no memory of (and wasn’t the man before him, Roger, his father anyway?)–was a bad man. And not bad in the way that people thought pirates were bad. Celestial Dragons hurt people. Though not overly familiar with them, Shanks had heard more than enough to gauge that much.
They kept slaves. And killed anyone who they thought was beneath them. They thought they were gods.
Tears sting at his eyes and he tries to rub them away before they fall. He’d never liked crying in front of his Captain.
“I don’t want people to hate me because of him.” But they would. Would Buggy hate him, too, if he found out? The mere thought put knots in his stomach. Not many people knew where he came from–even most of those on the crew didn't. It would be a secret. “Does Rayleigh hate me?” he asks, voice shaking. And the worst yet: “D–do you?” He didn’t, did he? How cruel it would be. Shanks stared up at Roger, eyes large and wet with tears.
“I–I just wanna be a pirate.”
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✧.   He watched in rare silence as Shanks spoke, his figure looming as he stood tall over the child, hands hanging loose by his side. Standing, waiting, forcing himself still from reaching out and wrapping his arms around his boy. His heart twisting in his chest at Shanks’ tears as he allowed the boy the chance to speak.
     And if he were truthful, he still couldn’t wrap his mind around why it seemed to be of such significance for Shanks to be of Celestial Dragon blood, regardless of how hard Rayleigh — or even Garp — had tried to hammer it into his head. Yet, looking at the sheer distraught upon Shanks’ face, perhaps he could still begin to understand.
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     At Shanks’ admission, with a silent breath, he reached down and rested his head upon his boy’s head, its steady weight a gesture of comfort shared countless times, and one that would be shared countless times more.
“ Some will hate you for it, if they were to learn, yes, ”   blunt but not cold. Never cold,   “ People within this world can be fools. They judge for reasons unworthy of judgment. They would believe one’s fate is decreed within blood and flesh, rather than soul, ”   he smiled, small and rueful,  “ We have seen such hatred and indifference time and time again, and we will continue to see such beliefs, regardless of how shortsighted they may be. ”
     He would never understand it, not fully, not personally, but he'd witnessed more than enough atrocities to know it as reality and to loathe it. Yet that was neither here nor there. Getting down to one knee, Roger moved his hand from the top of Shanks’ head down to his cheek. Time and time again, it struck him just how small his boy was. Grown, certainly, though still he remained so incredibly young. How tragic it was that fear cared not for such things.
“ Yet, you tell me you wish to be a pirate, is that not so ? ”   he carried on, his smile widening just a touch, crinkling the corners of his eyes,   “ Well, Shanks, you see, that is the beauty of piracy. It is a choice. The choice for freedom. The choice to answer only to that which we desire, no matter that which tries to impede us, as blood holds no power of the Sea, for she takes and claims without care. ”
     That was what he’d grown to learn, to trust. He had no memory of his own parents, nor did he find care for whether they lived still or existed at all. He was raised by the streets of Loguetown and the Voices of the Earth, the Fire, and the Sea. They were what he knew, and they were what he believed. If only all could hear what he did. Perhaps then Shanks would know no doubt, but it wouldn’t stop him from trying anyway, cupping his boy’s face with both hands with expression turning serious.
“ Trust that your blood has never mattered to me, and I swear to you that Rayleigh feels the same, ”   his voice held no trace of hesitation. After all, why would he doubt when Shanks was theirs ?  And Roger knew that he and Rayleigh would both fight till their last breaths to keep stake of such claim,   “ Trust that, no matter what you desire, no matter what you choose, I could never hate you, ”   a simple fact of life, to even think of otherwise would be sacrilege,   “ My boy, there is nothing in this world that could change how much I care for you. ”
     His conviction as true as the sunrise, staring at Shanks as if he could will his boy into believing him. After a pause, his expression gentled, thumb wiping away a tear from his boy’s face as his smile grew a touch wistful and his eyes flickered up towards familiar straw hat.
“ That much I promised you when I gave you this hat here, ”   his voice mirthful, a faux whisper as though he were sharing a secret,   “ It was my treasure, you know ?  Not just any, but the first. From the very day I knew that this life of mine would be the one I’d follow. I've known it for even longer than I’ve known Rayleigh. No crown which dons this hat could be unworthy of my love or unworthy of the freedom the Sea swears to us. ”
      He recalled it had come to a surprise to all, even to himself, how easily he’d given that which he’d always so closely kept guarded of in order to try and calm the toddler they'd been bestowed responsibility of. A decision he'd never once regretted and never will. And he knew the crew had seen it as confirmation that Shanks was theirs, regardless of blood, if they hadn't already.
“ I hadn’t found any importance for the others to know ”   his head inclining to the side,   “ But if you wish, we can tell the crew of it all tomorrow. They will not despise you over something so out of your control, my boy. I would hope to have trusted better men than that, ”   both Rayleigh and Gaban were aware, and he wouldn’t be surprised if others — those who’d been there that eventful week — knew as well. He wasn’t certain, but they had all chosen and were chosen by him for a reason.
“ They would not mind, but know this, Shanks, that if any were to show stubborn issue over it, they are not, and have never been, welcomed upon this ship of mine, ”   it wouldn’t come to it, he already knew, and how he hoped Shanks knew as well. Yet if he didn’t, than at least he know know that Roger would always stand by him,   “ Know that you are safe here, my boy. Know that you are loved. ”
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pirateborn · 6 months
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Roger pirates motto: we stay silly / fuck it we ball
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pirateborn · 6 months
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✧. There’d be no surprise that his voice rang loudest amongst the evening's crowd, lyrics of Bink's Sake bellowed out boisterously and shamelessly with intermingling laughter as he went about the bar, cheerfully greeting both patrons and crew. Yet at the sound of Rayleigh's voice and feeling of his touch, Roger’s spine straightened, his head perking up as he spun around on his feet, previous conversation utterly forgotten in favor of granting his first mate his undivided attention.
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" Rayleigh ! "  he chirped with a radiant grin on his face, swinging an arm around the other man's shoulders. Voice still steady, though the flush to his cheeks said it was only a matter of time before that would no longer hold true,   " Of course !  We can have all the drinks you want. I think we've earned it, wouldn't you agree ? "
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@pirateborn // starter call // it looks like it's time for drinking contemplations
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he threw a glanced towards the rowdy roger pirates that occupied the bar, drunkenly singing to anyone that listened, whether they wanted to or not. being a first mate was like being a mother to these ruffians, and rayleigh had to learn to come to terms with this quite quickly. as long as they weren't causing a problem, he turned a blind eye. "cap'n." the man finally said, clapping a hand onto rogers' shoulder, getting his attention. "come have a drink with me, huh?"
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pirateborn · 7 months
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❥     𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒    [   𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙳 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃𝚂    ]   .
headcanon prompts with questions based on plants   &   what they represent in flower language .  happy roleplaying !!  ♡
abatina :   is there anything in life your muse has changed their mind about over time   (   due to becoming more educated on the topic ,   certain experiences  ,   etc .   ) ,    or that they   would   change their mind about under certain circumstances ?  
acanthus :   is your muse deceptive ,   or willing to lie or deceive to achieve certain means ?   why or why not ?   
aloe :   how does your muse handle grief ?
amaryllis :   what is something or someone that your muse takes pride in ?   how do they express that pride ?   
anemone :   how does your muse view the world ;   as a cruel   &   unforgiving place ,   a land full of wonders ,   or something in - between ?  where does that world view come from   (   what experiences ,   life lessons ,   etc .   ) ?  
angelica :   where does your muse draw inspiration in life ?   what motivates them ?
apple blossom :   how does your muse go about expressing or not expressing their sexuality ?  
bachelor’s button :   does your muse actively seek romantic companionship ,   or cherish the liberties of being single ? 
basil :   does your muse have a love - hate relationship with anyone or anything ?
bay tree :   does your muse seek glory   &   accolades ,   or do they favour a simpler ,   more personal life ?  
begonia :   how cautious is your muse ?   are they prone to noticing red flags ,   or paranoid to the point of untrusting most everyone ?   why or why not ?  
belladonna :   how does your muse respond to silence ?   do they take comfort in soundlessness ,   or seek to fill the void with noise ?   
bluebell :   does your muse learn from their past ,   or are they prone to repeating the same mistakes ?  
carnation :   what is your muse’s relationship with their gender ?   how do they express or not express this relationship ?  
chamomile :   what is your muse likely to take away from a painful experience ?   are they one to be haunted by adversity ,   or to use what they’ve gone through to become stronger ?  
chrysanthemum :   how does your muse express romantic love ?  how do they feel about love as a concept ?  
daffodil :   is your muse one to be loyal in relationships ,   or are they likely to quickly move from one bond to another ?
daisy :   did your muse ever feel as though their innocence had been lost ?   what moment in their life could be described as the end of their innocence ?  
edelweiss :   what was the bravest moment in your muse’s life ?  are they known to be courageous from then on ?  
fern :   does your muse believe in magic or cosmic forces ,   or are they more likely to think their life is ultimately a matter of their own control ?  
forget - me - not :   has your muse ever forgotten something that is or was important to them ?   are they afraid of forgetting things like that ?  
gardenia :   is your muse one to confess romantic feelings early on ,   or to conceal them for long periods of time ?  
gladiolus :   describe a moment from your muse’s life that they will never forget .
goldenrod :   does your muse believe in luck or fortune ?  why or why not ?   where do they believe these things come from ?  
heliotrope :   does your muse believe in soulmates ?
hibiscus :   how does your muse view the gentler ,   daintier things in life ?   as things worth preserving   &   caring for ,   or things only bound to wither   &   disappear ?  
holly :   how strong is your muse’s sense of intuition ?  are they aware of it ?   do they ever fear that it is only paranoia ?  
hollyhock :   how strong is your muse’s sense of ambition ?  what’s something they strive for in life ?  
hyacinth :   is your muse athletic ?   does it come naturally to them ,   or have they had to work for their physique and/or skill ?  
hydrangea :   how much does your muse value communication in their relationships with others ?  are they prone to being misunderstood ?
iris :   if your muse could convey one last message to someone they have lost or left behind ,   what would it be ?  
ivy :   what are your muse’s views on marriage ?   do they believe it is something strictly for love ,   or an institution rooted in business   &   social benefits ?   do they desire or have they desired to be married ?
lavender :   how easy is it to gain your muse’s trust ?  once their trust is broken ,   how might one go about mending it ?  
lilac :   what was your muse’s childhood like ?   how has their upbringing affected them as they’ve aged ? 
lily :   how does your muse view their mother ?  
lotus :   has your muse ever felt as though they’ve been reborn ?  have they ever desired the feeling of a fresh start ,   or a better understanding of themself and/or the world around them ?  
magnolia :   describe your muse’s relationship with nature   &   the natural world .  
marigold :   is your muse prone to jealousy ?  how might they handle envious feelings ?  
mint :   does your muse view themself as virtuous   &   moral ?  what do these words mean to them ?
nasturtium :   describe your muse’s relationship with their birthplace ,   or homeland .  
oak :   who would your muse consider the strongest person they know ?  
pansy :   does your muse often reflect on their own actions ?   do they ever think a lot about the past ,   and what they could have done differently ?
parsley :   describe a holiday your muse enjoys ,   and why they enjoy it .
peony :   what would a   ‘  happy life  ’   look like in your muse’s eyes ?
poppy :   what comforts your muse ?
rhododendron :   is your muse receptive to warnings   &   advice given by others ?
rose :   how much does your muse value other people ?   do they wish to have many friends ,   lovers ,   and/or associates ?   are they an easy person to love ?
sage :   what is your muse’s legacy ?   what do they want to be remembered for   &   what might they actually be remembered for ?  
salvia :   is your muse possessive over people or things that matter a lot to them ?  how do they express that possessiveness ,   or lack thereof ? 
snapdragon :  ��is your muse merciful ?  why or why not ?
southernwood :   how seriously does your muse take themself ?   do they prefer a solemn   &   intellectual atmosphere or do they delight in jokes   &   banter ?  
sunflower :   what brings your muse the most joy in life ?  
tulip :   how does your muse view people in general ?  
violet :   how does your muse respond to betrayal ?
willow :   how does your muse handle sadness   &   depression ?
zinnia :   how has the loss of fallen comrades and/or loved ones affected your muse ?   has it taught them anything or given them any new perspectives ?
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pirateborn · 7 months
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i don't usually share other ppl's art but ogh,,,,,,, hair tied back roger,,,,,
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pirateborn · 7 months
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I was going to write a detailed hc post on Roger’s feelings towards Rayleigh but also like, no yeah Roger adores and loves this man end note
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pirateborn · 7 months
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bit late but tentative Plotting / Starter call for Roger ! Specify any preferences uvu
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pirateborn · 7 months
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WEIRDLY SPECIFIC BUT HELPFUL CHARACTER BUILDING QUESTIONS
What’s the lie your character says most often?
How loosely or strictly do they use the word ‘friend’?
How often do they show their genuine emotions to others versus just the audience knowing?
What’s a hobby they used to have that they miss?
Can they cry on command? If so, what do they think about to make it happen?
What’s their favorite [insert anything] that they’ve never recommended to anyone before?
What would you (mun) yell in the middle of a crowd to find them? What would their best friend and/or romantic partner yell?
How loose is their use of the phrase ‘I love you’?
Do they give tough love or gentle love most often? Which do they prefer to receive?
What fact do they excitedly tell everyone about at every opportunity?
If someone was impersonating them, what would friends / family ask or do to tell the difference?
What’s something that makes them laugh every single time? Be specific!
When do they fake a smile? How often?
How do they put out a candle?
What’s the most obvious difference between their behavior at home, at work, at school, with friends, and when they’re alone?
What kinds of people do they have arguments with in their head?
What do they notice first in the mirror versus what most people first notice looking at them?
Who do they love truly, 100% unconditionally (if anyone)?
What would they do if stuck in a room with the person they’ve been avoiding?
Who do they like as a person but hate their work? Vice versa, whose work do they like but don’t like the person?
What common etiquette do they disagree with? Do they still follow it?
What simple activity that most people do / can do scares your character?
What do they feel guilty for that the other person(s) doesn’t / don’t even remember?
Did they take a cookie from the cookie jar? What kind of cookie was it?
What subject / topic do they know a lot about that’s completely useless to the direct plot?
How would they respond to being fired by a good boss?
What’s the worst gift they ever received? How did they respond?
What do they tell people they want? What do they actually want?
How do they respond when someone doesn’t believe them?
When they make a mistake and feel bad, does the guilt differ when it’s personal versus when it’s professional?
When do they feel the most guilt? How do they respond to it?
If they committed one petty crime / misdemeanor, what would it be? Why?
How do they greet someone they dislike / hate?
How do they greet someone they like / love?
What is the smallest, morally questionable choice they’ve made?
Who do they keep in their life for professional gain? Is it for malicious intent?
What’s a secret they haven’t told serious romantic partners and don’t plan to tell?
What hobby are they good at in private, but bad at in front of others? Why?
Would they rather be invited to an event to feel included or be excluded from an event if they were not genuinely wanted there?
How do they respond to a loose handshake? What goes through their head?
What phrases, pronunciations, or mannerisms did they pick up from someone / somewhere else?
If invited to a TED Talk, what topic would they present on? What would the title of their presentation be?
What do they commonly misinterpret because of their own upbringing / environment / biases? How do they respond when realizing the misunderstanding?
What language would be easiest for them to learn? Why?
What’s something unimportant / frivolous that they hate passionately?
Are they a listener or a talker? If they’re a listener, what makes them talk? If they’re a talker, what makes them listen?
Who have they forgotten about that remembers them very well?
Who would they say ‘yes’ to if invited to do something they abhorred / strongly didn’t want to do?
Would they eat something they find gross to be polite?
What belief / moral / personality trait do they stand by that you (mun) personally don’t agree with?
What’s a phrase they say a lot?
Do they act on their immediate emotions, or do they wait for the facts before acting?
Who would / do they believe without question?
What’s their instinct in a fight / flight / freeze / fawn situation?
What’s something they’re expected to enjoy based on their hobbies / profession that they actually dislike / hate?
If they’re scared, who do they want comfort from? Does this answer change depending on the type of fear?
What’s a simple daily activity / motion that they mess up often?
How many hobbies have they attempted to have over their lifetime? Is there a common theme?
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