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YOUR D E S T I N Y AWAITS.
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Sanjana shudders to think what would happen if Alexander, or even worse her father, found out what she was doing, the argument that they’re not really demons probably wouldn’t get her far considering they come from hell, “The deal was not fully locked down.”
“Sorry but whatever deal was made with my brother I can’t help you with. It’s would be sinfully wrong of me to do.” She played with the straw of her drink before looking at her. “Unless you didn’t fully lock down the deal with Ira then I’d be more than happy to help you.”
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TEXTING MEME ⟶ WELCOME TO NIGHTVALE TWEETS ( 2013 / part one )
always feel free to tweak the sentence to fit your muse.
[ text ] –– if these walls could talk they would shout threats at you. they do not like you, for whatever reason. not one bit. what did you do?
[ text ] –– today’s bowl game features the unfurling of digestive organs into a wide-mouth, onyx pot.
[ text ] –– everything in the universe is rapidly moving apart from everything else. let’s fix this by staring into the void & stifling our screams.
[ text ] –– several small slits in the ceiling split apart to reveal bulging white and pink eyes. they look sleepy and blink a lot.
[ text ] –– reminder that the sky will not save you. the sky is not your friend. the sky is your enemy. attack the sky.
[ text ] –– all things lost, all things found. all things buried in the ground. all things high, all things low. all things, strange things: home depot.
[ text ] –– it’s 10 o’clock. do you know where your children are?
[ text ] –– before you judge a man, first try walking a mile in his underground bloodmaze.
[ text ] –– good things come to those who wait. good things come crawling down the unctuous brown stone walls to those who wait alone in the dark pit.
[ text ] –– climb every mountain, swim every river, crawl every drainpipe, and lick every grout.
[ text ] –– s/o to whatever that is that’s skittering down your neck.
[ text ] –– me: a two hundred year old skull fragment buried beneath a rotted oak. you: thousands of legs, long violet torso, contorting through my jaw.
[ text ] –– me: uncarnate, drifting between walls of a cursed, old home. you: alone in the dark, twitching your flashlight after a sudden chill.
[ text ] –– me: an idealistic but ill-thought out idea. you: its disastrous and ultimately fatal practical application.
[ text ] –– as you can see from this graph, you are now a monster. this graph is just a mirror.
[ text ] –– who are you? 90% of americans got this wrong.
[ text ] –– you say ‘to-may-to’. i say ‘poisoned to-mah-to’ quietly to myself.
[ text ] –– whistle while you work, gurgle while you sleep. shake uncontrollably and weep, banging your fists against your thighs, at all other times.
[ text ] –– there are no words, only scratches and screams shaped into softer meaning.
[ text ] –– he died doing what he loved: living in perpetual fear of death.
[ text ] –– save money on fat cat doctors and do your own surgery at home! it’s simple and easy to do if you don’t care much about failure/death!
[ text ] –– the faceless old woman who lives secretly in your home is staring out the window, pining for something. how does she stare with no face? how
[ text ] –– think before you speak. dream before you meet other people. transcend before you do laundry. dissociate before you start the car.
[ text ] –– when a door closes, a window opens. it’s a luxury feature. there are no ghosts here, ghosts aren’t a thing.
[ text ] –– the world’s deadliest spider hasn’t been discovered yet. it will be discovered after they die, when they examine the body.
[ text ] –– you searched for ‘cute cat videos’. did you mean ‘photographs of melting dolls’?
[ text ] –– who has two thumbs and is waiting in a hiding place until you go to sleep? not exactly sure, but don’t make any sudden movements.
[ text ] –– jars! they’re just like us! ( pic of organs spilling out of shattered jar across a sawdust-covered floor )
[ text ] –– do not feed the deer. they know something and are trying to die.
[ text ] –– stars, they’re just like us! mostly volatile burning lumps, noiseless in the void of space. cold and alone, dying.
[ text ] –– behind every great man there’s a sedated and engorged wolf spider, roughly the size of a spaniel puppy.
[ text ] –– they sewed shut their lips for they feared their own teeth.
[ text ] –– sometimes things are exactly what they seem. not this time, though. boy, are you going to be surprised.
[ text ] –– the future comes at you fast, but don’t worry. it’s weak and dying.
[ text ] –– lost: cat. about 32 feet long, stone, black, rectangular. no distinguishing marks. likes to hover above penitent humans, answers to intoning.
[ text ] –– a lot of things can’t be expressed in words and they’re all at your door.
[ text ] –– current weather: some kind of meat.
[ text ] –– ‘death is a meritocracy’ – optimists.
[ text ] –– love is in the air. also in the air: water particles, an unusual amount of feathers, and an odorless and invisible toxic gas.
[ text ] –– sticks and stones are my bones, and words are all imaginary.
[ text ] –– get lost in a good book. I’ve been lost in a good book for ten years now, living in a shelter of torn paper and the bones of feral letters.
[ text ] –– s/o to the blood pooling up under the front door.
[ text ] –– intrepid reporters uncover evidence that no on ever existed.
[ text ] –– make eye contact with librarians, and stand your ground. do not let them sense that you are afraid.
[ text ] –– fun science fact: if you look deep into a deer’s eyes without blinking, you become a deer. this is how they breed.
[ text ] –– current weather: irony.
[ text ] –– just noticed that horses don’t have shadows. weird.
[ text ] –– get the body you’ve always wanted. we know where it’s buried and can lend you a shovel.
[ text ] –– some mysteries, I think, are unsolvable. like, where ends the void? or, why are we here? or, what are clouds even?
[ text ] –– get whiter teeth. yes, those over there. here’s a tranquilizer and slip-joint pliers. go get them.
[ text ] –– where does the moon go? according to science, it is revolving around the earth. but scientists also claim mountains aren’t living things, so.
[ text ] –– do you ever walk into a room and then totally forget that you are just atoms and empty space? how embarrassing.
[ text ] –– if it seems too good to be true, just remember nothing’s true, even the bad stuff.
[ text ] –– fact is fiction.
[ text ] –– deer’s eyes are nature’s magic 8 ball.
[ text ] –– reminder: don’t trust the stars. they’re just long-dead ghosts twinkling their million-year-old news.
[ text ] –– stars, they’re just like us. combustible giants drifting apart until all matter burns itself into thing imperceptibility.
[ text ] –– you can’t love others until you learn that others are fictions in your head that you dreamed up, so they’re totally safe to love.
[ text ] –– you won’t sleep when you’re dead either.
[ text ] –– schools are closed today because everyone’s feeling a little sad.
[ text ] –– with a click, the stone walls drew open and light burned their eyes.
[ text ] –– trees are smarter than they seem.
[ text ] –– some clouds are water, some clouds are smoke. those clouds are spiders.
[ text ] –– one of every two thousand oranges contains an underdeveloped human heart.
[ text ] –– don’t take this the wrong way, but you are a monster and must be destroyed.
[ text ] –– what does the future hold? besides the inevitability of death, I mean.
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Sigma was taken from her mother barely an hour after she was born by a nurse, who claimed to be taking the baby for a hearing test. Since her mother used the time alone to have a much-needed nap it took nearly two hours for anyone to notice that Sigma was missing, and by then the new-born was already in a car on her way to Nevada National Security Site. Although the police were notified as soon as it was undeniable that she had been taken, she would never be found due to the lack of leads.
The first four years of her life were simple enough; learn to walk, talk and understand the world around her. A lot of her time was spent in the playroom with the other subjects her age, before the experiments began, through which the scientists wished to discover and enhance the extent of her abilities. During one of the experiments, which involved Sigma phasing through walls made of a variety of materials, she lost her left leg from the knee down. Scarred by the experience Sigma started to use her abilities to avoid the scientists.
She was one of the first subjects to agree with Melody’s plan to escape, eventually going with the older girl when they all split up. When the pair started their new life Sigma picked the name Sinead for herself, deciding to seperate herself completely from the security site. At the local high school she can find herself bored during lessons, having covered many of the topics years ago, so instead throws herself into the social aspect of school, even if her lack of experience in the real world can make others think she is rather strange.
#gif by oliviaholt#Anonymous#tw kidnapping#tw child experimentation#are they flaws if i'm in love with them┊m. headcanon.
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Although Kara is lost on Earth and needs people to guide her/show her how to act, she naturally gravitates towards people that she can act like the older sibling to without realising. Subconsciously still searching for what she missed out on with Kal.
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Julia was one of the few potentials the council were able to locate before they were activated but she would eventually die before she ever got to experience the full power of being the slayer despite officially holding the title for 12 years. As a potential she was assigned James Carson for her watcher, he was very dedicated to her, having lost a potential a couple years prior, something he did not want to go through again.
In 1977, Nikki Wood was killed by the infamous vampire Spike, an action which caused James’ two year old daughter to be activated as the slayer. Since Sanjana was too young to begin training and would not be ready for active duty for many years, the council made the decision to declare Julia the new slayer as she was one of their more experienced potentials.
Julia was beyond honoured and took the calling very seriously, it shook her faith for a long time when she found that her activation had been faked but ultimately decided that protecting the innocent was more important and that it was still an honour to be chosen by the council over all the other potentials.
When Sanjana began to go through her training, Julia did her best to help, knowing how dangerous being the slayer was and that she would need all the preparation she could get. Despite this Julia found that the young girl was rather cold to her at the beginning, unaware that Sanjana blamed her for the lack of attention she received from her father. However, the two eventually became very close, Julia treating her like a younger sister.
#asynjja#this is not totally finished#i don't have a lot of ideas for ways slayers to die so it's ending here for now#i want to be a constant reminder to men not everything is their’s to take┊s. meta.
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Send a 🙌 and I’ll introduce you to an NPC related to my Muse.
This means any minor ‘background character’ in my Muse’s life, such as a relative, coworker, friend, rival, etc. that they interact with in their personal canon.
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#take the world off her shoulders children should not have to fight┊s. musings.#a charming young girl capable of being terrible┊m. musings.#secretly an alien┊k. musings.
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like for me to go through your meme tag and send a couple
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new muse: melody, stranger things inspired
BASIC
BIRTH NAME: Melody ████████
ALIAS: Eta
AGE: 23
DATE OF BIRTH: November 2nd
BIRTHPLACE: ██████
CURRENT LOCATION:
SPECIES: Meta human
ETHNICITY: Afrikaner [Dutch, German, Irish]
GENDER: cisfemale
PRONOUNS: she/her
ORIENTATION: panromantic/sexual, polyamorous [closeted, doesn’t know terms]
RELIGION: N/A
OCCUPATION: waitress
LIVING ARRANGEMENTS: verse dependent
LANGUAGE(s) SPOKEN: English, Russian
APPEARANCE
FACE CLAIM: Madelaine Petsch
EYE COLOUR: Light brown
HAIR COLOUR: Ginger
HAIR STYLE: Melody’s hair is naturally wavy. While at the NNSS her hair was kept short, not allowed to grow past her ears in case it got in the way during tests. Now that she’s escaped she had let it grow past her waist.
DOMINANT HAND: Ambidextrous, uses her right hand more often
HEIGHT: 5'5"
WEIGHT: 54 kg
TATTOOS: The lower case symbol for the Greek letter Eta on the outer side of her left wrist, she often covers the tattoo with a watch.
PIERCINGS: Standard lobe piercing and a weave piercing in her right ear.
MARKS/SCARS: She has track marks along her arms from repeated injections during experimentation, but most assume they come from previous drug abuse so she covers them with make up.
CLOTHING STYLE: For the beginning of her life Melody didn’t have to put any thought into what she was wearing now that she’s free she enjoys experimenting with styles, but more often than not puts comfort of fashion.
HEALTH
PHYSICAL AILMENTS: None
NEUROLOGICAL CONDITIONS: Generalised Anxiety Disorder
ALLERGIES: Pollen
SLEEPING HABITS: She stays up late most nights working and is not a stranger to pulling an all-nighter. Despite this, she also wakes up early and can stay pretty active and alert, even when exhausted, as long as she doesn’t become hungry.
EXERCISE HABITS: Melody is used to the exercise routine that she was given at NNSS, so even now that she’s left she goes for a run most mornings and tries to go to the gym twice of week.
EATING HABITS: Like many things cooking for herself was something Melody had to learn to do, initially she was living off ready meals until she grew closer with Earl, the owner of the diner she worked at, and he taught her to cook.
SOCIABILITY: Melody is very sociable she loves being around people and can’t stand being alone unless she has something to distract her.
PERSONALITY
POSITIVE TRAITS: free-spirited, open-minded, daring, brave, confident, creative, quick-witted, resourceful, loyal
NEGATIVE TRAITS: restless, impulsive, stubborn, disorder, envious, obsessive
ZODIAC SIGN: Scorpio
MBTI: ESTP
ENNEAGRAM: 4
TEMPERAMENT: Choleric
HOGWARTS HOUSE: Slytherin
MORAL ALIGNMENT: Neutral Good
VICE: Wrath
VIRTUE: Temperance
ELEMENT: Fire
FAMILY
FATHER: Nathaniel ████████ née ████████
MOTHER: Stephanie ████████
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: verse and timeline dependent
SIBLINGS: Noah ████████ [twin], the other Marked Subjects
CHILDREN: none
PET(s): a stray King Charles Spaniel she named Margo
SUPERNATURAL CHARACTERISTICS
ABILITIES:
Radiation Immunity: Immunity to all forms of radiation. Melody does not require sunscreen and she can look directly at a solar eclipse, etc.
Radiation Absorption: Melody is able to absorb all types of radiation and used it to heal herself at an accelerated rate. The more harmful the radiation to normal humans, the faster and more effective the healing is.
Fire Manipulation: Melody can create, shape and manipulate fire.
Fire Immunity: She is immune to fire/heat, being completely invulnerable to direct and indirect effects.
LIMITATIONS
Radiation Absorption: Absorbing too much radiation in one go can effect her emotional stability.
Fire Manipulation: Control, discipline, and restraint are extremely important. Unconscious, emotion-influenced, impulsive, or reckless use of this power can be catastrophic, and the fire can get out of her control.
Fire Immunity: Only an external immunity, meaning internal organs are still vulnerable to heat/fire.
NEVADA NATIONAL SECURITY SITE
Following the second World War, the Nevada National Security Site was established as one of several national laboratories across the United States, to take part in a program of experiments on human subjects which were designed and undertaken by the CIA, known as “MKUltra”.
In these experiments, participants would be given psychedelic drugs and placed in isolation tanks in hopes of “expanding the boundaries of the mind”. At the start of the 1970s, MKUltra was brought to public attention along with the abuse of the test subjects. Despite this, the program managed to block any inquiries and at some point began abducting children, mostly orphans, to experiment on instead.
These new subjects were kept on the site and called the Marked, they were designated by Greek alphabet names and split into six groups of four based on their ages. The program in Nevada was run by Dr Odette Marks, who the subjects referred to as Gaea or Mama ( smam’s char ). Instead of sensory deprivation being used to trigger powers, the doctors at the site used nuclear radiation.
The Cold War was at its heights in the late 70s and early 80s, causing the CIA to exploit the subjects in the different laboratories across the USA to gain intel on the Russians. Those with abilities that could not be put to use while they remained in the confines of the NNSS were trained in combat and espionage plus they were provided a high school and college education in order to give them a better chance at blending in amongst regular citizens.
BIOGRAPHY
Melody no longer remembers how long she was held within the Nevada National Security Site, she assumes she was taken shortly after she was born as she has no memories of her birth family, she also believes that Dr Mark gave her the name Melody and although she has a complicated relationship with the scientist chose to keep the name after her escape out of nostalgia for the good memories.
The truth is she was taken from her family after her parents were killed in a car accident, only her and Noah, her twin, survived the crash. They were four at the time. The two were in critical condition for a week before a group of doctors claiming to represent a company conducting clinical trials of a new treatment arrived at the hospital. After they were taken away, the twins never saw each other again and became a well known kidnapping, the search lasted for five years until it was listed as a cold case.
She remained unconscious for the first few months she was at the Nevada National Security Site, undergoing radiation therapy to enhance her abilities and promote healing, before eventually awaking from her coma. The radiation therapy continued but Melody was also placed in classes with the other subjects her age to be taught both the normal education children their age received and topics that would prepare them to retrieve intel when they were older.
Part of the second oldest group of subjects at the facility, Melody grew to be protective of the children who were brought onto the site over the years, although Dr Marks did her best to make sure the subjects were comfortable so Melody very rarely had to worry. However, everything fell apart when during an experiment an accident caused one of the children, Sigma, to lose her right leg.
It was the last straw, suddenly Melody began to see all that was wrong with the life she was living and grew to hate the scientists who had raised her. It took her months of planning and convincing, but she eventually she had a group together who wished to escape.
They fought their way to freedom, using their abilities to gain the upper hand before fleeing into the desert surrounding the facility. Once they were sure security were no longer following them, Alpha split the group up and sent them in different directions. Melody didn't think separating was wise, but agreed with her older sibling, under the condition that she was allowed to take Sigma with her.
The pair eventually reached a trailer park at the edge of a small town, where Melody broke into an abandoned trailer for them to stay in. At first she found a job as a bike messenger but still had to revert to theft every so often in order to support herself and Sigma, who she managed to put into the local public school.
After a year, Melody and Sinead (Sigma) had become a part of the town’s community, Melody was now working at a local diner, Sinead was at high school and they had moved out of the trailer into a small apartment. Although they tended to be the subject of a lot of town gossip Melody told most that Sinead was her little sister and they had lost their parents a couple of years ago.
#tw child experimentation#more detail will be added to her bio eventually#red hair; the crown you never take off┊m. visage.#a charming young girl capable of being terrible┊m. musings.#are they flaws if i'm in love with them┊m. headcanon.#set a fire down in my sould┊m. meta.#pretty in pink not as innocent as you think┊m. aesthetic.#dresses like the back room of a thrift store┊m. wardrobe.#never learned how to love in small doses┊m. desires.#i just wanted to hear your voice ┊m. music.
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Okay but hear me out:
What if every Hufflepuff could have theoretically been sorted in to another house. They’re in Hufflepuff cause they don’t value those traits as much though. Like, every Hufflepuff I’ve ever met could clearly fit into another house, myself included. Hufflepuffs are in Hufflepuff cause they could be cunning, or wise, or brave, and they are all those things but they truly don’t value those things, they value kindness and hard work. That is why Hufflepuff is the house everyone should be afraid of. Because they are every other house and more.
Hufflepuff out.
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Sanjana’s body hits the ground with a thud and grunt. She goes to kick the other’s legs out from under her, a last attempt to try and put herself in the position of power, but finds herself pinned down by the vampire’s heel before she can even make contact. She refuses to struggle not wanting to let on that panic is starting to seep in, settling instead for glaring up at the smirking woman, but when a rock catches her eye she knows she has a chance, “I would recommend you keep your shoes off my clothes,” she bites out as she summons the rock and aims it at the other’s head.
“I strongly recommend, that you don’t try that again” The corner of her lips twitching into a playful smirk. Snow knows a slayer when she encounters one, and while this girl seems well-trained, the vampire has run in enough to know the tricks of most. Her heel rests against the hunters chest, a crueler woman might have pressed it against the girl’s throat. “I’m going to tell you right now. I’m not the vampire that you’re looking for, and I suggest you find a weaker game to hunt”
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kara kent is lacking
more HDD space
Pokemon
social skills.
ryn is lacking
fabulous
intelligence
a girlfriend
sanjana carson is lacking
cooking skills
social skills
pokemon.
#laughing because ryn actually has all three of hers#although i am lacking maddie and ben rpers so .... hit me up :)#secretly an alien┊k. musings.#i know i am part animal but i am part human┊r. musings.#take the world off her shoulders children should not have to fight┊s. musings.
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Late night Super Cousins Sketch
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On Thread Length
Some people use a lot of text when writing to show their muse’s mental state, some use it purely because their muse is talkative. But when things like that happen, some people stress over whether or not they should match length and it can be the reason some people have problems replying to things.
You do not need to match my length. My muses get lost in their heads/like to talk/just end up making me write a lot.
Write whatever you are comfortable with, because this is supposed to be fun and you should never be pressured to meet the length of your partner. Do what you want to, and hopefully by reblogging this, the mun of this blog will do the same.
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concept — sanjana starting to date/sleep with a demon and/or other monster as an act of rebellion against her father and the council but then developing genuine feelings for them.
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20 asks for OC writers.
Some of these can also be used for canon muses.
When did you create your muse?
Where did you find inspiration for your muse?
Tell us something about the world/universe in which your muse lives.
What’s your favourite headcanon about your muse?
What’s something only very few people know about your muse?
Are there parts of your muse that resemble parts of yourself?
How many face claims do you have or have you had for your muse?
How did you choose the name for your muse?
If your muse could be a canon character in any fandom, which fandom would you choose?
Do you ship your muse with any canon characters?
Do you ship your muse with any other original characters?
Share a song that matches with your muse!
If your muse were the main character in a movie/book/show/game/…, what would it be called? What would it be about?
Do you have any NPCs for your muse’s world or story? If yes, can you tell us something about them?
Share a random headcanon about your muse!
Is your muse religious?
What is something about your muse’s background story that you’ve always wanted to have a thread about?
Give us one thing from your muse’s wishlist that you really want to write in a thread!
List some of your muse’s favourites! (eg. food, movie, book, song, drink, place, celeb, etc.)
This or that according to your muse: morning or evening? Marvel or DC? Mayonnaise or ketchup? Books or movies? Red or blue? Black or white? Halloween or Christmas?
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