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it is munday! send ‘♡’ for a pointless fact about the mun.

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Monstrous Headcanons:

Because we can’t all just put brains in jars to see how they tick.

♦ - HOARD - something that is precious to them ✿ - DECAY - an old memory, from childhood perhaps ⚔ - DUEL - a meeting or relationship that was important to them ♥ - STAKED - a jarring event, something that changed their life/outlook ∇ - TOMBSTONE - who they are versus who they appear to be ☼ - DAYSTAR - a secret they don’t want coming to light ☂ - THUNDERSTORM - a difficult or miserable time in their life ⚖ - SCALES - how well they balance their good and bad impulses ϟ - LIGHTNING - something they thought they’d left in the past, returned ☢ - BIOHAZARD - the most dangerous thing about them to others ♬ - DIRGE - a habit, hobby, or obsession they can’t seem to shake ■ - LAIR - where they live, work, or spend most of their time ☠ - DEATH - the closest it’s come to touching their life

Ask on-anon or off!

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Intro info

Welcome to you! I don't know what brings you here. But feel free to put down your gear and come rest by the fire in the company of others.

It's a good opportunity to get to know others. The profiles are varied.

(Most of these characters are neutral and independent. More about them below.)

Mei

A friendly, curious Pandaren by nature, Mei left her home to set off on an adventure and discover what was out there on her island. She's looking forward to meeting new people. She is accompanied by a large stone Quilen.

RP Hook.

Adventure!

Mei is always up for an adventure. Living new experiences, meeting new people, exploring new places. It's a real pleasure for her.

Food.

Food is life. And for Mei, it's one of the other reasons she's so keen on adventure. To be able to share her dishes, but also to taste those of others. And at the same time, to learn new recipes to add to her book. Mei is a very good cook.

Naomi

If chaos had an incarnation, Naomi would be the perfect candidate. A free spirit and rebel, she lives from day to day. It's not unusual for her to find herself in tricky situations, from which she emerges with a chaotic pirouette.

RP Hook.

Strange arm.

It's a detail that escapes no one. But his arm doesn't fit in with the rest. There's something demonic about it, that's for sure.

Occult research and demon hunting.

As an agent of the Council of the Black Harvest, Naomi's mission is to seek out artifacts linked to demons, when she's not hunting them. She also collects occult objects.

Alchemy.

Alchemy is a passion for her. She loves testing and designing potions to see their effects. She keeps an observation book on the subject.

Oryn

Imposing, tall and rather quiet. These are the words one might use to define Oryn. It takes a long time to hope to establish a bond with him. There's little information about him, just that he's old, really old. Rumor has it that he roamed the lands of Azeroth long before the first elves.

RP Hook.

Prelate of Death.

As the hand of Bwonsamdi. Oryn has a strong link with the world of the dead, seeing things that cannot be seen by others. From time to time, Loas entrusts him with missions to track down people who have upset him.

The art of forging.

Ever since he was a child, he's been fascinated by the art of blacksmithing. The sound of the hammer striking the anvil soothes him. When he's not calming himself by creating things himself. With time and experience, he has become a very good blacksmith.

Thora

A passionate botanist, Thora travels the world from time to time to fill her herbarium. When she's not searching for new fire-related spells to broaden her knowledge.

RP Hook.

Plant and spell hunting.

It was through her mother that she developed her passion, and through her father that she came to appreciate magic so much. These passions have stayed with her ever since, driving her to travel in search of new plants to add to her herbarium. But also new spells to use, mainly fire-related.

Strange.

For all her sweetness and smile, there's something strange about Thora. What, exactly? Nobody knows, but there's always a strange feeling when you're near her.

Soren

Both shy and quiet, that's how we could describe him. Soren is a rather quiet mercenary who carries out missions here and there. He hides his natural shyness behind a somewhat reckless behavior that sometimes puts him in danger.

RP Hook.

Mercenary and Travel.

He's always enjoyed helping others. He might as well make it his profession, and it was on a whim that he became a mercenary. Traveling the world to carry out missions for freelancers, according to his skills. Of course, there are limits to what he can and can't do, even with a large sum of money.

Jeweler.

Watching his older sister make jewelry as a child, Soren wanted to imitate her. His first steps were rather clumsy. But with time, he gained experience and can now perform wonders such as enchanting. He also offers his services.

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Musical Asks

Send a symbol for a song that…

🌻 reminds my muse of summertime 🎀 reminds my muse of the holidays ❤️ reminds my muse of someone they love 🧍 reminds my muse of your muse 😎 reminds my muse of a friend 👩‍👧‍👦  reminds my muse of a family member 🙍 reminds my muse of someone they would rather forget ⌛ reminds my muse of a time in their life they would rather forget 🤗 reminds my muse of a happy memory 😔 reminds my muse of a sad memory 🏥 reminds my muse of a certain place  📢 my muse plays loudly 🕺 my muse loves to dance to 🏎️ my muse loves to drive to 😃 my muse listens to when they’re happy 😭 my muse listens to when they’re sad 🌺 my muse listens to when they’re in love 🥀 my muse listens to when they’re heartbroken 🔙 my muse listens to when they’re feeling nostalgic 🍹 my muse listens to when they’re drinking 💭 my muse listens to when they’re thinking about your muse 👿 my muse listens to when they’re angry 😰 my muse listens to when they’re anxious 🕯️ my muse listens to when they need to calm down 🧒🏽 my muse loved as a child/teenager 🎵 is my muse’s go-to karaoke song 😬 is a guilty pleasure of my muse’s 🎫 my muse has seen performed live (or would like to) 💒 my muse would like played at their wedding ⚰️ my muse would like played at their funeral 💬 my muse knows all of the words to 👎 my muse dislikes 👔 my muse plays while they work   🧹 my muse plays when doing housework 🛏️ my muse plays when having sex 🏃 my muse plays when working out

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closeup headcanons.   for extremely specific headcanons. send me a body part from the list below and i’ll give you details on it: how it looks, how my muse feels about it, what difference it makes for my muse’s life, is it sensitive, how intimate my muse feels contact with it, if my muse decorates it or takes care of it any particular way, how well it works, has it sustained any injuries, anything of the sort. potentially nsfw ones are marked with *

01.       scalp.

02.       hair.

03.       forehead.

04.       temples.

05.       eyebrows.

06.       eyes.

07.       ears.

08.       nose.

09.       cheeks.

10.       lips.

11.       teeth.

12.       mouth.

13.       jaw.

14.       chin.

15.       neck. (back and front.)

16.       collarbones.

17.       shoulders. (muscles.)

18.       shoulders. (joints.)

19.       upper arms.

20.       elbows.

21.       forearms.

22.       wrists.

23.       palms. (front and back.)

24.       fingers. (all of them.)

25.       shoulder blade.

26.       breast / upper chest area. *

27.       waist.

28.       back.

29.       hips.

30.       groin area. *

31.       butt. *

32.       thighs.

33.       knees.

34.       calves.

35.       ankles.

36.       feet. (heel, bridge, ball.)

37.       toes.

38.       nails. (fingers + toes.)

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send me a pairing and one of these and i'll write a mini fic

things you said at 1 am

things you said through your teeth

things you said too quietly

things you said over the phone

things you didn’t say at all

things you said under the stars and in the grass

things you said while we were driving

things you said when you were crying

things you said when i was crying

things you said that made me feel like shit

things you said when you were drunk

things you said when you thought i was asleep

things you said at the kitchen table

things you said after you kissed me

things you said with too many miles between us

things you said with no space between us

things you said that i wish you hadnt

things you said when you were scared

things you said when we were the happiest we ever were

things you said that i wasn’t meant to hear

things you said when we were on top of the world

things you said after it was over

things you said [make your own]

inspired by this

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Moodboard Prompts

I thought it would be fun to make some moodboard prompts! Send an emoji (& character if you want), and I'll make a moodboard.

📚 + Literary Genre/Subgenre that fits your character

🎬 + Film Genre that fits your character

👻 + Monster/Cryptid to represent your character

🌌 + Constellation

🎨 + A Work of Art/Artist to represent your character

🌲 + Plant Symbolism

🦄 + Fairytale to represent your character

⚡ + Weather Symbolism

💀+ Your Character's Greatest Nightmare

🌠 + Your Character's Greatest Dream

🌟 + Your Character's AU (If you have more than one, feel free to choose one.)

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Send me a face claim and I will use that face claim to make an NPC in my muse's life, as well as talk about their relationship, connection, and feelings towards my muse.

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Send 🎵 plus a muse and I will share a song from their playlist & some lyrics that stand out

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Send me   ‘ 💼 ‘   to hear a rumor about my muse from someone who works for / with them

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Send “Under the Skin” to inquire my muse about a tattoo they have

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oc asks: character design edition

FACE & FEATURES

glance: At first glance, what stands out most about your OC's appearance? What's their distinguishing feature?

face: Describe your OC's face. What's their smile like? Are their orbs cerulean? What would someone notice first when looking at them?

stature: What's your OC's body type? How tall are they? Do they wear clothing to accentuate their look or do they try to mask it?

motion: How does your OC move? How does their clothing help or hinder their range of motion? Are they flexible, coordinated, clumsy?

stillness: How does your OC act while still? Are they fidgety? Do they have any common gestures or tics? Does their clothing affect how they hold themselves while at rest?

canvas: Does your OC have any scars, piercings, tattoos, or other markings? Do they display or cover them up at all?

CUT & CLOTHES

night: What does your OC wear to sleep? Do they have a favorite pair of PJs, or are they more the birthday suit type?

day: What does your OC wear on a normal day? Why do they default to those clothes? Do they wear similar things, or do they change it up?

formal: What's your OC's formal look? Do they like dressing up? Do they have different looks for different occasions?

informal: What's your OC's lazy-day look? How do they like to dress when they're winding down?

outerwear: What's your OC's outerwear situation? Jacket, sweater, cloak? What sort of weather do they deal with most and how do they protect themselves?

footwear: What does your OC wear on their feet?

road: What does your OC wear while traveling? Do they have high-quality equipment, or are they making do? What does their gear look like?

armor: What kind of armor does your OC wear? Is it well kept? Bonus: where does it come from? Is there a story behind it?

arms: Does your OC have any weapons? What weapons do they carry, and how do they wear them when they're not fighting?

roots: Is your OC's look inspired by any specific style of clothing or fashion trend? What are the roots and/or inspiration for their look?

texture: Does your OC favor any specific kinds of cloth or textures? Is there anything they can't wear or don't like? What sort of fabrics do they prefer?

wardrobe: How big is your character's wardrobe? Do they wear things threadbare, or can they afford new clothes often? Are they any good at mending and repairing their own clothing?

ACCESSORIES & ACCENTS

bling: What jewelry does your OC wear? Does it have any meaning?

hair: How does your OC wear their hair? Does it have some kind of meaning?

makeup: Does your OC wear makeup? How often? What kind? Why do they wear makeup, and do they like it?

favorite: Does your OC have a favorite article of clothing or accessory? What is it? What's the meaning behind it? Do they wear it all the time or do they wear it sparingly to keep it safe?

change: Has your OC ever drastically changed their appearance? Significant haircuts, big tattoos, complete wardrobe swap, etc? Why? How do they feel about the change?

alternate: What would your OC's alternate universe look be? If they're a fantasy character, what's their modern look? If they're sci-fi, what's their fantasy look? What AU would you want to see your OC in, and how would they dress themself? Bonus: Prompt an AU!

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Light I needed this.

Noell swayed back and forth to the heavy drum beats that vibrated every rock of the hidden cave of The Drag. Lights of many different colors bounced off the walls thanks to the goblins as booze, drugs, and music altered all perceptions.

It wasn't very becoming of a constable of the Horde.

But after the last few weeks within Orgrimmar, laying low and cutting loose was exactly what the elf needed to free her mind. A hand came to her back and caused her to turn around to find a rather handsome Sin'dorei. His hand opened to reveal a small bit of green glowing material, thin eyebrows raised with the edges of his lips just the same.

There was a moment of hesitation.

And then it was gone as she placed her hand over his and squeezed to release the sparks in her mind and body from the rush of fel energies.

Noell danced for longer than the music played after that with her very enthusiastic dance partner.

The pulsing drums, the flashing lights, and roar of a living breathing crowd around him made Quinhou's sense explode in a glorious extension of self. The Pandaren himself and one with everything as he breathed in the deep smoke that was being pumped from strange mushrooms above him. The Dark Earth really knew how to party.

Fen doesn't know what he's missing here tonight. Orcs know how to party for real.

Closing his uncovered eye was a laborious event as his arms and body awkwardly tried to keep up with the dancers about him. Orcs. Tauren. Elves. Even a few Forsaken were smashing into one another as they undulated in a kind of unnatural shift that the living could never master.

Quin would close his open eye, glad that he had chosen to keep his patch over the spirit gaze tonight. The weight of the dead was a heavy burden to bear and the living still needed to live.

Life needs things to live.

The rock wall was solid. It was solid and safe as Erik leaned his head against it for a moment to catch his breath, his insides roiling as much as his eyes were inside his head.

Oh shit I am really fucked. I am really fucked. I am REALLY fucked.

Vulpearan gold eyes would lazily open and close in a sea of glassy red cracks, his vision foggy and swaying with the drums that continued to pound all around him. Bodies of all kinds of colors and shapes swam through his kite flying sight as he turned his head from one side to the next. Being the smallest of the smalls in the Dark Earth set up a different point of view to most of the rest of the Horde.

He saw a lot of sweaty ass.

Laughter wracked his body as he slid down the wall with a uproarious insanity that was easily drowned out by the music.

It was intoxicating.

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Gimmie them thoughts! ➹ x3

The cool breeze tickled across his green shoulders causing gooseflesh to rise along the bare skin as Fenrag breathed deeply of the windswept plains of Kun-Lai. Eyes of tarnished brown were shut as the student breathed deeply of the mountain's exhale, his nose taking the cool breath deeply as he felt it fill his lungs.

I'm older than he was when he died.

His heart skipped a beat as he opened his eyes to the world around him, the fear of that thought settling in the pit of his stomach. Fenrag had never thought that he would outlive his sire, no matter how absent Sevlaz had ever been from their lives in Nagrand. A shadow of story and regret in his mother's strong vigilance of a son brought into a dying world on abandoned promises.

"What am I doing?"

The goblin went through the wall like a stone through a window, the bits of mortar and brick debris scattered about the street. Not a move was made by the limp figure as huge hands grabbed the edges of the recently made 'door' and yanked to widen it with an audible crunch. Lumbering through the black furred tauren would loom above him as it's heavy hooves crushed plaster into dust, the hard blue eyes of Cahall locking onto the little green man.

I hate this job so much. My sires would be ashamed.

It was a familiar thought and pang that grabbed him by the stomach. But it was just as easy to push down as he stomped over to him and picked him up easily. His breath hot and words cold as he spoke very slowly for the scrawny creature to regain consciousness.

"Wake up."

Mary never slept. Mary never ate. Mary never breathed.

I only rot.

Wincott's eyes would close, despair strangling her as her hands would wrap over her pale, cold face. She could fill the empty gaps that were rapidly growing by the day as the skin pulled tighter over bone. She didn't feel any of it. She didn't care what was to come next.

It would never end for the former Nightspeaker.

This was hell.

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Star Wars Episode IV - A New Hope (1977) Dir. George Lucas

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The heavy ash spilled into the tray beside him as Sevlaz leaned quietly against the bar and followed with a very flemmy gross cough. His cigar was still it and smoldering perfectly despite the rage his insides felt at being subjected to the wonderful burn he deemed must arrive from both gas and liquid.

I'm gonna die in the Rest here, but somehow I think that'd be a good way to go out.

A clearing of his throat again set a flat of black, green, and red at the floor below him. The orc needed another drink.

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Aura, oil on paper by nickbleb