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↪ 𝑺𝑳𝑬𝑬𝑷𝒀 𝑯𝑶𝑳𝑳𝑶𝑾 . ( a series of sentence starters from the 1999 film “ sleepy hollow ” . adjust phrasing as necessary . )
help , here — lend a hand .
just a moment , if i may —
i stand up for sense & justice .
do make certain you meet with success .
such a day for such a sad farewell .
this is such a silly game .
be a sport & stop complaining !
play along , you must .
forgive me , i didn’t know .
we haven’t heard your name yet , friend .
you need some manners .
if we could speak alone ?
how much have your superiors bothered to tell you ?
you are horribly old - fashioned , aren’t you ?
feel free to form your own opinion , though it appears you already have .
it seems i’ve made matters worse .
i’ll leave you to your business .
excuse me … i should apologize .
is it me , or are you this nervous around all women ?
do be a dear & tell me all about it .
sounds like an extraordinary place to live a life .
there is no such thing as magic .
to call a person superstitious is to imply they fear magic .
poets have silly notions .
you do believe me now , don’t you ?
you need less big words , & more common sense .
what the hell are you doing ?
i am not here for revenge . i am here to bring justice .
i manage fine alone .
i deserve to help you . don’t you see how much this means ?
what are you spying on ?
i beg you , no more , please .
i will not allow it . i will not !
why was i not told of this ?
you should step outside .
sorry for disturbing you . i thought a forgotten candle was burning .
having trouble sleeping ?
i have something to show you , if you have a moment .
these scars . how did you get them ?
oh , you are hopeless .
i have a gift for you . true magic which even you will not be able to deny .
are you saying i should be frightened ?
what will it take for you to realize this is no laughing matter ?
don’t be afraid … don’t be afraid .
you promised justice . people have put their trust in you .
why would you do such a thing ?
leave me . you are not welcome here .
allow me some time .
the things i said to you before … i was wrong to say them .
every word you spoke had truth in it .
if you want me to go , i will . do you want me to leave ?
i no longer know what i think or what i feel .
why are you so afraid ? is there truly such harm in uncertainty ?
i should be going … good day to you .
i’m one of the few people who likes you .
i apologize if i worried you .
my god … what has happened ?
yes , i did notice that , thank you .
i am a bad habit . there’s nothing for it .
don’t let him get you .
lay still , [ name ] . do not move .
i’m drawing bad blood from the wound .
you were half - drowned when they found you .
i serve a fine purpose alive .
midnight seems an appropriate time .
hide in my room & bolt the door til i return .
i was getting worried .
do you have anything to clean it with ?
i know you saw me .
i know you followed me last night .
i appreciate your concern .
you are so upset now … & yet , you seemed in such good spirits last night .
why have i not seen your face for so long ?
i have been reading your journal .
what would you have me believe ?
if you think i am behind this , say it .
call me a liar , then , & a murderer .
what is stopping you ? what has happened to your ability to transcend sentimentality ?
don’t dare stand looking as if you still care for me , after all that you have said .
if i were to confess , would that ease your suffering ? would that make it easier for you to hate me ?
the next person to lay hands on me will have a bullet .
you do not know all that has happened .
why … why are you like this ?
to hell with this place & all the people here .
won’t you change your mind ? what can i say to convince you ?
take me with you . there’s nothing left for me here .
forgive me . i failed you .
you … you’re alive .
no one will believe your lies .
i am not going to kill you . not me …
you cannot kill what is already dead .
all tattoos are black and white , save for where color is directly mentioned .
▌ears : two on each lobe , and a tragus , daith, and two helix's on each ear . her ears also have some tattooed lines on the cartilage, like permanent helix's in a lower placement. ▌torso : the triple moon sign on her upper back , not between her shoulder blades but not immediately at the base of he neck ; a black and white candle as a chest piece on her sternum , and a bandaid over a faded scar on her shoulder , with “whoops!” in the bayland font beneath it . ▌arms : a spiderweb around her left elbow, the spider suspended down the length of her forearm ▌hands : finger tattoos with her big three astrological signs , as well as some palmistry tattoos ; a “third eye” with space coloring on the back of her right hand ; on her left hand , the spider from the web lives on her pinky finger . ▌legs : on the front of her thighs , two inverted torches , one on each thigh ; one with black flame and one with red . on her calves , she has a void fox - the back half on her left , the front half on her right , as if it is running through a portal . it is surrounded by poppies , which are on her lower calf / around her ankles .
gentle, slow manipulation - "just a kiss" to "I'll only grind against you" to "only the tip, promise" to "just a little more" to "I won't cum inside" until you're a cum-filled wreck underneath them.
imagine this aou scene but with no need for hand motions. just a look, a glance, maybe the sensation of something crawling up the back of one's neck, and then plunged into part memory, part hallucination. that's maggie's primary powers. she seeks to create an emotion and lets the subconscious fill in what would evoke it - from memories and cultural information. she has her limits, of course, but the more she grows into her power, the less physicality she needs to wield such a gift 💁🏽♀️
🩵☁️ ( ♯ singofus ) 🦋💭
──── the soft-eyed king of slumber ﹠ hawk-eyed queen of subliminal ────
🤎🥀 ( ♯ holybent ) 🪞🍄
@singofus whispered : Dystonia approaches mother in a humanoid form and wraps their arms around her. They have seen how much longing their mortal self has for this interaction, and so it has made them wish for a hug from their mother in this form all the more.
𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘 . 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 . 𝒉𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒓𝒚 . 𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒆 . the flavors and sensations of her eldest's aura wash over her , her eyes growing wider in mirrored distress . is this how they are feeling ? how can she help ?
she rises from her garden bed , dirt on her bare knees , her hands dusting each other off as the small nicks and cuts heal themselves in record time . she is … surprised , to see them venturing towards her in a humanoid form . their upset must not be too much — she has no doubt they would resemble a much different form should that be the case .
more teeth ; more ink ; less sanity .
she coos softly as she feels the upset shift to desperation aimed at her , followed by relief as they connect . tan arms wrap around her child , pulling them closer as she lets them take comfort from her . she tilts her head so they can bury their face into her shoulder , tall as they are .
maggie has some suspicions as to why dys is upset , but they can tell her in their own time . they are one of her more sensitive ones ; she won't push where they may not want to be pushed .
( in this , at least . )
“ miss me ? ” she murmurs , as if her realm experiences any celestial light brighter than starlight , around the clock . “ or did you have a long night ? ”
her own aura is wrapped around them , warm wings of protective love .
@singofus asked : Hypnos wraps his arms around Maggie in a gentle cuddle.
he touches her and it all stops .
her body , still shivering from the cold , immediately melts into his touch . she feels like she can breathe again , deep gasps that expand her lungs all the way as he thaws her back to life . frozen hands reach for the blanket , holding , grounding , rubbing the soft fabric until she can breathe again .
yellow eyes , pupils wide with delirium , look to his face , where she slowly calms . her breath settles , her body warming back to normal as she's tucked in against him .
she doesn't know what happened - if something latched onto her from the last time she went there , to the perpetually flooded valley of his domain , only to strike now , but at least she doesn't feel like she's drowning on land anymore .
tears fall as she theorizes what she had been feeling . the last panicked memories of dreams ? the nightmares born from those memories ? hypnos' own helplessness as he felt his realm weaken , himself unmade ?
she doesn't know , but she feels better now . she buries her face against his neck , feeling every bit an imposter queen .
she'll dry her tears in a bit . for now , she only murmurs soft apologies . not for her actions ; but for , impossible as it is , not being able to have helped him through that .