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𝙷𝙾𝙻𝚈 𝚆𝙰𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝙲𝙰𝙽'𝚃 𝙷𝙴𝙻𝙿 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙽𝙾𝚆. #   𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐄   : an independent, private multimuse writing blog featuring muses from marvel comics, various anime/manga, video games, and literature. penned by mowgli. 18+, MDNI.

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𝙽𝙾   𝙾𝙽𝙴   𝙻𝙸𝙺𝙴𝙳   𝙱𝙻𝙸𝙽𝙳   𝙳𝙰𝚃𝙴𝚂.   There   was   the   assurances   that   never   quite   measured   up   to   reality,   the   constant   fretting   about   what   the   other   person   had   been   told,   the   stilted   conversations   .   .   .   it's   why   Haruka   avoided   letting   her   friends   set   her   up   on   blind   dates   after   a   handful   of   disastrous   ones.   She'd   demure   with   a   smile   about   how   busy   she   was   and   that   she   was   sure   that   the   brother   or   cousin   or   college   friend   of   a   friend   was   wonderful,   but   she   just   didn't   have   the   bandwidth   at   this   time.

At   least,   until   a   freespirited   coworker   practically   twisted   her   arm   and   frog   marched   her   to   a   double   date   with   her   most   recent   flavor   of   the   month   and   his   friend.   ❛      𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘭𝘭   𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬   𝘮𝘦   𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳      ❜,   she   said   with   a   wink.

And   after   meeting   the   other   half   of   the   blind   date,   Haruka   would   have   (   profusely   and   repeatedly,   because   𝗗𝗘𝗔𝗥   𝗚𝗢𝗗   )   ——   until   her   coworker   and   Shiu   started   arguing,   loudly.   She   slurped   her   ramen   as   wide   eyes   bounced   from   side   to   side   like   she   was   watching   a   particularly   competitive   tennis   match,   before   glancing   at   Toji   to   her   side   with   bewilderment   on   her   face.

❝      So   uh   .   .   .   I   know   a   pretty   good   boba   spot,   if   you——      ❞

Shiu   says   something   crass   under   his   breath   and   her   coworker   goes   nuclear,   dumping   sake   down   the   front   of   the   mustached   man's   shirt.

❝      C'mon,   let's   go   out   the   back?      ❞

@ntzenin ♡'d

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spotify wrapped time! send me a "🎁" and i'll write a starter using lyrics from a random song in my top 100 playlist!

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baldur's gate 3 starters (part 1)

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❝ a less trusting person might think this all sounds very suspicious. ❞ ❝ you say all the right words, but i’m not sure you mean the right things. ❞ ❝ i know somewhere quiet. somewhere intimate. somewhere we can…indulge in each other. ❞ ❝ eugh, don’t be nice to me. it makes me want to be nice back. ❞ ❝ we needn’t be enemies. there’s plenty of those to go around already. ❞ ❝ there’s a steeliness to you, an unwavering tenacity in the face of, to be frank, quite dire odds. ❞ ❝ even the waves of fate can break upon the shores of will. ❞ ❝ i appreciate anyone that opens a conversation with threats of bodily harm. ❞ ❝ oh, you know me - ever the optimist. i’m trying to focus on the positives. ❞ ❝ i’m not easily impressed by people, but you’re stronger than i gave you credit for. ❞ ❝ there’s an air about you. something alien. ❞ ❝ loosen the grip on your pride for one blasted moment, won’t you? ❞ ❝ it’s been a long time since someone stuck their neck out for me like that. ❞ ❝ there’s something odd about this village. people skulk around like they’ve something to hide. ❞ ❝ you know, if you want to spend time with me, you only have to say so. ❞ ❝ i want to know what the world sees when it looks at me. what you see. ❞ ❝ what’s better than a devil you don’t know? a devil you do. ❞ ❝ you must know that you’re…that you’re very special to me. ❞ ❝ the gods are nothing if not vindictive in their vengeance. ❞ ❝ stay with me a while, will you? day will come all too soon. ❞ ❝ here’s my little treat with their cheeks all flushed. ❞ ❝ i am terrified. i will not claim otherwise. ❞ ❝ my apologies. i’m not quite myself yet. i had the strangest dream last night. ❞ ❝ we didn’t die today. tomorrow, perhaps. but not today. ❞ ❝ leader’s need to make tough decisions. we do what we must. ❞ ❝ i think that unknowable powers come with unknowable consequences. ❞ ❝ i’ve had a lifetime’s fill of watching little men puff themselves up with grand titles. ❞ ❝ in these times, all we can trust are the blades in our hands. ❞ ❝ it’s not easy to turn away from one you once loved. ❞ ❝ much has been promised to you, hasn’t it? but what has been taken from you? ❞ ❝ damn it all. i can do nothing right - not a damn thing. ❞ ❝ every instinct i have tells me that nothing’s changed. that i’m still just a means to an end. ❞ ❝ do not speak of a story you only know the half of. ❞ ❝ i dreamt every night that you’d come back to me. that somehow it was all a nightmare dawn would undo. ❞ ❝ when the time comes to strike, you must take it. for there may be only one chance. ❞ ❝ your eyes. there is pain, endless and deep. but also devotion - blazing like the sun. ❞ ❝ you’re adorable even when you’re teasing me. ❞ ❝ i don’t need your help, and i don’t need your pity. ❞ ❝ i’m more than what i was. and i’m not afraid of anything any more. ❞ ❝ i said exactly what i meant: i love you. you should never, never doubt that. ❞ ❝ this is all like some sort of terrible dream. but it’s real, isn’t it? ❞ ❝ there is no redemption. can’t you see? it is too late. ❞ ❝ i don’t know that it was brave. i just know that it was right. ❞ ❝ you took those bastards down like it was nothing. it…was amazing. ❞ ❝ they underestimated me. so they paid the price. ❞ ❝ we fight, we die, and we just hope that when our time comes, there is someone else to take our place. ❞ ❝ unfortunately for me, you’re my friend. rescuing you from mortal peril is my right. ❞ ❝ what did you think i was going to say? 'oh, come here, i'll kiss you better'? ❞ ❝ flowers are so overrated. they're bright, gaudy, and almost never make good poisons. ❞ ❝ i’ve been lied to, my whole life. and i was gullible enough to just believe it. ❞ ❝ you know, i never pictured myself as a hero. never thought i'd be the one they toast for saving so many lives. and now that i'm here…i hate it. ❞ ❝ you know, i feel a connection between us. like we're two souls walking the same path. ❞ ❝ the forgiving sort, are you? you should be careful. plenty would take advantage of that. ❞

❝ it’s as if god made you just to ruin me. ❞ ❝ perish the thought. every word i said was nothing less than true. ❞ ❝ you have a manner of irresistible desperation about you. i like it. ❞ ❝ i got my eye on you. you got the look of a troublemaker. ❞ ❝ i’m starting to think you’re my guardian angel. ❞ ❝ it seems you know me better than i know myself. ❞ ❝ you…you have no idea what you’ve done. ❞ ❝ they say madness and genius are separated by but a hair’s breadth. perhaps the same is true of madness and stupidity. ❞ ❝ oh, it’s you. don’t you get tired of telling people how to live their lives? ❞ ❝ good morning! thank you for not killing me the other night. ❞ ❝ when the time comes to strike, you must take it. for there may be only one chance. ❞ ❝ it is good to savour the moment of victory - but pace bg3 syourself. our fight is just beginning. ❞ ❝ i was too hasty to judge you. i thought you were witless, gutless, unimpressivably bland… ❞ ❝ yours is the first happy face i’ve seen in a good while. ❞ ❝ when hope has been whittled down to the very marrow of despair – that’s when you’ll come knocking on my door. ❞ ❝ thank you, my friend. maybe we’ll meet again, in another life. ❞ ❝ you’ll regret sticking your nose in my business. ❞

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GUESS WHOS OUT OF FUCKING BABY JAIL

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Day two of gay baby jail, they’ve been feeding me mush and I don’t know if my letters are making it to the outside.

Add me on discord (mowgwee) to put money on my proverbial books.

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Yu Yu Hakusho (1992)

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𝚃𝙷𝙴   𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙻𝙳   𝙶𝙾𝚃   𝙰   𝙻𝙸𝚃𝚃𝙻𝙴   𝙱𝙸𝚃   𝙳𝙰𝚁𝙺𝙴𝚁   𝚆𝙷𝙴𝙽   𝚃𝙾𝙹𝙸   𝙳𝙸𝙴𝙳.   Not   that   there   was   a   funeral,   a   formal   notification,   or   even   a   body   to   mourn   [   𝑮𝒐𝒅,   𝒔𝒉𝒆   𝒘𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒅   𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆   𝒅𝒂𝒚𝒔   𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕   𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆   𝒘𝒂𝒔.   ].      He’d   missed   too   many   check   ins,   hadn’t   made   a   phone   call   to   say   he   was   coming   home,   and   Shiu   had   shown   up   on   her   doorstep   with   a   dufflebag   stuffed   with   money   —   lips   pulled   into   a   tight   line   and   the   circles   underneath   his   eyes   as   dark   as   her   own.   Her   heart   had   stopped   and   time   had   slowed.   Haruka   had   known   in   that   moment,   at   the   front   door   of   their   little   home   in   Chiba,   that   her   other   half   was   gone   and   it   took   everything   to   not   fall   apart,   to   scream   and   wail   her   grief   to   the   world.   

Even   now,   a   year   later   and   in   a   rundown   bolthole   masquerading   as   an   apartment,   she   had   to   resist   the   urge   to   fall   apart,   had   to   be   strong   for   her   little   boy.   Megumi   was   as   perceptive   as   his   father   sometimes,   green   eyes   seeing   far   too   much   for   a   child   his   age   and   doing   his   best   to   be   good.   Toji   had   warned   her   once,   that   if   the   worst   were   to   happen   to   him,   that   some   bad   people   would   come,   both   for   her   and   for   their   son.   She   remembered   the   look   on   his   face   when   he   told   her   that   their   son   was   seeing   things,   was   gifted   in   the   way   his   former   family   coveted.

It   was   that   look   on   her   husband’s   face   that   had   provided   the   strength   to   fight   off   the   first   mercenary   that   had   broken   into   their   temporary   home.   After   the   second   assassin,   Haruka   had   begun   sleeping   in   her   son’s   room   with   one   of   Toji’s   old   knives   under   her   pillow.   By   the   tenth,   she   was   keeping   him   home   and   refusing   to   send   him   to   school.   Each   time,   Shiu   had   moved   them   to   a   new   location   and   each   time,   they   steadfastly   didn’t   talk   about   Toji.

Paranoia   and   fear   made   every   new   face   look   like   that   of   a   monster   and   the   blonde   teenager   that   had   been   skulking   around   the   apartment   complex   made   the   hair   on   the   back   of   her   neck   stand   up.   He   was   younger   than   the   others   that   the   Zen’ins   had   sent,   boyish   even,   with   his   floppy   hair   and   what   looked   to   be   a   school   uniform.   She’d   watched   him   come   closer   and   closer   to   the   front   door   through   the   blinds,   jaw   clenched   and   knuckled   white   with   the   force   of   her   grip   on   the   cast   iron   pan.   Megumi   hadn’t   even   asked   what   was   wrong   as   she   pressed   his   father’s   knife   into   his   hands   and   urged   him   to   hide   in   the   closet   and   not   come   out   unless   she   gave   the   signal   [   ❛      𝐷𝑜   𝑦𝑜𝑢   𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡   𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒   𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑚𝑎𝑙   𝑐𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑘𝑒𝑟𝑠,   '𝑔𝑢𝑚𝑖   𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑟?      ❜   ].   

The   knock   was   unexpected   —   since   when   do   assassins   and   mercenaries   knock?      —   and   Haruka   blinked   owlishly   in   confusion,   the   thud   of   her   heart   in   her   ribcage   threatening   to   deafen   her.   She   shifted   uneasily   and   hid   the   heavy   pan   behind   her   back   to   peek   through   the   peephole.   It   was   a   terrible   idea   to   open   the   door,   she   could   practically   hear   Toji’s   voice   in   the   back   of   her   mind   screaming   at   her   to   not   do   it,   but   she   still   twisted   the   multiple   dead   bolts   and   left   the   chain,   peeking   out   the   cracked   door   with   a   single   bloodshot   eye.   

❝      We’re   not   interested   in   whatever   you’re   selling.   Please   leave.      ❞

@ofovertime ♡'d

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since i'm in gay baby jail (sh*dowb*nned) for the crime of being active, i'm gonna stick all my starters in my drafts and as soon as i'm freed from being wrongfully imprisoned in gay baby jail, i will spam the dash.

in the meantime, if you wanna chatter or cry about muses (yours, mine, or both together), my discord is mowgwee. just lemme know who you are so i don't send you the foulest memes. :)

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since i'm in gay baby jail (sh*dowb*nned) for the crime of being active, i'm gonna stick all my starters in my drafts and as soon as i'm freed from being wrongfully imprisoned in gay baby jail, i will spam the dash.

in the meantime, if you wanna chatter or cry about muses (yours, mine, or both together), my discord is mowgwee. just lemme know who you are so i don't send you the foulest memes. :)

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tumblr saw me being active and determined that that was unacceptable, i am not allowed to be active and post starters. i have been sh*d*wb*nn*d. currently pending support. :(

did tumblr's IM system just absolutely shit the bed for anyone else or am i in gay baby jail alone?

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did tumblr's IM system just absolutely shit the bed for anyone else or am i in gay baby jail alone?

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𝚃𝚆𝙾   𝚃𝚁𝙰𝙸𝙽   𝚃𝚁𝙰𝙽𝚂𝙵𝙴𝚁𝚂   𝙰𝙽𝙳   𝚂𝙸𝚇   𝙱𝙻𝙾𝙲𝙺𝚂   𝚃𝙷𝚁𝙾𝚄𝙶𝙷   𝚂𝚄𝙼𝙸𝙳𝙰,   that's   how   long   the   salaryman   had   been   following   him.   Shuichi   had   noticed   him   at   the   train   station   as   he   was   returning   from   a   lecture,   the   blonde's   eyes   obscured   by   dark   glasses,   but   had   brushed   off   the   whisper   of   suspicion   from   his   other   half   as   paranoia.   But   just   to   earn   himself   some   quiet   in   his   shared   mind,   the   redheaded   male   feigned   missing   his   stop   and   stepped   out   to   catch   another   train.

𝑺𝒐   𝒅𝒊𝒅   𝒕𝒉𝒆   𝒔𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒚𝒎𝒂𝒏.

Alarm   set   the   fine   hairs   on   the   back   of   his   neck   on   end,   the   sinister   chuckles   just   barely   suppressed   and   rumbling   in   his   chest.   [   His   other   half   was   going   to   be   unbearable.   ]      It   wouldn't   do   to   lead   his   pursuer   to   his   den   studio   apartment,   so   a   merry   chase   was   led.   Who   was   going   to   question   a   college   student   with   his   eyes   glued   to   his   phone,   after   all.   His   superior   senses   allowed   him   to   maneuver   with   ease,   through   the   river   park   and   to   a   dark,   secluded   section   of   the   curated   greenery.   The   nearby   plant   life   responded   to   his   agitation   with   varying   levels   of   subtlety,   the   branches   of   trees   rustling   without   a   breeze   and   thorns   rapidly   overgrowing   the   walk   path.

❝      Would   you   care   to   explain   why   you   have   been   following   me   for   the   past   hour?      ❞

@ofovertime ♡'d

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𝙵𝙾𝚇𝙷𝙾𝙻𝙴𝚂   𝙷𝙰𝙳   𝙰   𝚂𝚃𝚁𝙰𝙽𝙶𝙴   𝚆𝙰𝚈   𝙾𝙵   𝙼𝙰𝙺𝙸𝙽𝙶   𝙰𝙻𝙻𝙸𝙴𝚂.      He   wasn't   going   to   turn   around   in   the   midst   of   a   firefight   and   question   the   intentions   of   another   person   beating   back   the   enemy   alongside   him.   Once   it   became   clear   that   the   dark   haired   woman   wasn't   going   to   be   blindsiding   him,   it   was   easier   for   the   Captain   to   relax   into   the   rhythm   of   combat. The dipping, the dodging, the striking, the ricochet of the shield off of bone and wood.

It   was   when   the   air   got   quiet,   when   the   bodies   were   still   and   blood   stained   the   snow,   did   the   tension   increase.   Too-blue   eyes   watched   the   woman   through   thick   lashes,   adjusting   his   hold   on   the   shield   in   preparation   for   an   attack.   She   was   formidable   in   the   same   way   that   Natasha   was,   all   precision   and   lethal   force,   even   if   her   face   was   more   open   and   expressive.

❝      Not   that   I'm   ungrateful   for   the   assistance,   ma'am,   but   I   am   going   to   need   you   to   identify   yourself.      ❞

@am4zon ♡'d

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give this a little heart for some of my muses in your inbox while i try to fill my queue.

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two types of people