#;main verse tbt

[4lexnilsen]

“why do you look like that? i told you i was going to be a sexy nun for halloween this year. it’s not my fault you didn’t believe me.” / because we had to have a thread of this actually

the smell of cinnamon might still be wafting through the air,  but alex nilsen is no longer quite so deeply immersed in this little baking project of his.   a batch of pumpkin cinnamon rolls forgotten entirely,  even if specks of flour are still dusting his apron and chin.   bright blue eyes nearly popping out of their sockets,  he finds himself gaping dumbly at his girlfriend,  unable to utter a word for a long,  long moment.   clad in a habit that’s anything but ordinary,  she’d most likely leave even the most liberal man speechless.   the outfit can only be described as a provocative play on tradition with its seductive lace accents,  black fabric so tight and short that it barely covers her backside.   “honey,  i —”   how is he supposed to take her to a party hosted by bryce when this is what she’s decided to wear?   a whisk remains frozen mid-air,  alex’s surprise is so profound that it’s a wonder he hasn’t yet dropped the mixing bowl.   well,  this is something straight out of a fever dream.   or a nightmare.   “you do realize that my family is deeply religious,  right?   and my brothers’ children will be there,  too?”

[braskide]

in regarding to my main verse, consider this post an affiliate / mains? call! i'm not entirely sure how to word it out but, i've been thinking about my personal main verse and how i mean to create a more complex ' web ' of dynamics with different characters! my idea is that i wish to have certain characters i can actively reference to even in other plots / different headcanons regarding my main verse, if that makes any sense ajhdsk;dja. i don't do exclusives, though. i will still create alternate verses for the same muses, but i do wish to have a certain sets of ' characters ' in my mainverse!

my idea is that i just want to create a verse wherein other muses ( even crossovers & outside of the ff world! ) can comfortably fit with yuna and especially have all kinds of different muses that can fit into the political & social worldbulding i'm doing! it's also easier to like throw everything inside my main storyline, send different asks referring to it and whatnot. soooo — holds my hands out and points to my main verse timeline.

tl;dr: by commenting this you give me all the rights to plot your muses into my main verse and actively reference them in other plots / ideas / yadda yadda. >3

[diverse-hearts]

@frozcnlight gets a Xmas Starter from Chu Chu ~

"...Miran". He glanced around the room one more time, before back at his wife, as though wondering if she could see the same as he was. The twins were barely crawling at the moment, Rai was simply grateful just to have a roof over his head and Strelitzia certainly wasn't expecting the entirety of Santa's Grotto to appear under the tree...yet that was what seemed to have ended up happening here. "...do you think that maybe, just maybe, we might have got a little carried away?". He couldn't put all the blame on her - he had gone a little overboard for the twins, since it was their first Christmas and all - and then there was all the new clothing for Rai since he'd barely anything to his name before Miran took him in...but still. "How are we even going to wrap all this...how have you kept all this hidden...you sure your ability isn't something like dimension storage...?"

[diverse-hearts-ocs]

@frozcnlight asked for a Garth Starter

"I told you this was a really bad idea..." He stood a short distance away from Miran, half hugging into himself as his eyes remained glued to the water that was trying to reach out towards him - but he'd stopped just at the right spot to stay outside the reach of the sea's touch. He'd told Miran a thousand times that this was a bad idea - and now he just felt rather childish, given how carefree Strelitzia was as she ran happily through the shallow water nearby. "...look...I get you're trying to be helpful but...but I just can't...I can't do this...this is as close as I'm getting...".

[apoapsis]

Me and graviticmelody spent literally all day yesterday discussing a fal.lout:nv verse for her vau.ltdweller siebren so OF COURSE i wanted to make a verse for sigma so that i can match..... so here's Big MT/lobotomite sigma 😋

[d-eathbringerarch]

@am4zon said: "Don't you remember, Seph? Your nature was once that of spring."

above all else, she is a foolish god. for all of her efforts to be heartless, unforgiving, CRUEL, she cannot beat her nature: before she was queen of the underworld & goddess of death, she used to bring about sunshine. warmth. blooming flowers. animals awaking from hibernation. trees bearing the sweetest fruit. she does not remember this time of her life & wants to scream it back at diana, take her by her shoulders & shake her. she does not remember being the goddess of spring, but she does remember how it ended.

after the death of cerberus, she had been heartbroken. completely, utterly shattered. but then hades brought her a gift: one touch from nickolas was all it took for her entire world to crumble & rebuild itself. no longer did her presence bear fruit & flowers & love, but instead bloodshed & death & ghosts. she wonders, then, if she is the god of death or if nickolas is. she wonders, then, why she loves nickolas rather than loathing him for the very reason she had grown to hate hades. always men shaping persephone into who she is, rather than allowing herself to be who she wants to be.

lips purse & hazel eyes are brimming with tears when they finally peek up at her sister. head is cocked to the side like a confused dog, brows furrowed in such a way that makes it seem like she does not believe diana's words. & she doesn't. ❛ no, sister. i think you're mistaken. ❜ she cannot hide the way her voice cracks, nor the way red nails dig into her palms. she suddenly cannot breathe & heart wants to beat out of her chest.

[cataschism]

✦ @never-surrender.             /             suk-ja &. deku.

It’s a high - stakes enough mission that Deku was given special permission to participate in it alone, ear - piece firmly attached and hero costume as irrecognizable as possible. HE’S SPENT A LONG TIME DANCING WITH THE LEAGUE, &. hostages were never low enough for them to commit themselves against. 

❛ Halls are clear. Looking for the medical wing, now. ❜ SUK-JA LAOI. The league’s home nurse, &. their longest - surviving hostage. It’s taken so long for the heroes to even know she’s there, &. longer for them to decide who to send in for her rescue. Deku nearly jumped out of his skin trying to wait, imagining Kacchan in her place. MAKES HIS SKIN CRAWL.

Pushing open a door, &. looking inside - rows &. rows of run - down cots, curtains, first - aid kits on tables &. bloodied bandages thrown into a garbage can. Keeping low to the ground, he makes as little noise &. takes up as little space as possible. She can think he’s a villain &. she just might, appearing in all - black with a toothy mask meant to imitate, but not identify, his previous hero costumes. 

Like an emo kid’s bad cosplay. 

Standing up straight, Deku clears his throat. ❛ Is there a woman named Laoi here? ❜

[fin4n]

" what would you ask for, if you knew that the answer would be yes? " ( from uhtred 😌 ) / @uhtr1d

Oh,  god,  but  that’s  a  dangerous  question,  and  it’s  dancing  around  a  truth  that  he’s  kept  tight  to  his  chest  for  years.  And  he  trusts  Uhtred,  utterly,  because  of  course  he  does,  but  how  does  he  even  begin  ——

You,  you,  you,  is  the  answer,  the  real  answer,  the  one  that  grips  his  throat  and  nestles  hot  and  painful  in  his  chest.  But:  he  grins,  barely.  "  Th’  same  thing  that  every  man  wants,  lord.  Good  ale,  a  place  t’hang  my  sword,  an’,  "  a  little  jaunty  raise  of  the  brows,  a  smile  haunting,  a  tap  of  the  table,  "  someone  in  my  bed.  "  

It’s  a  dull  answer  and  he  knows  it  — but  it’s  safer  than  the  truth  and  yet  isn’t  false,  either.  He  wonders,  vaguely,  if  he’s  looking  for  something;  instead  of  saying  it  aloud,  he  picks  up  the  flagon  of  ale  at  their  table  and  tops  off  both  their  cups,  even  though  they’re  still  half-full.  It’s  just  how  he  is.  "  But  I’ve  got  most  everything  I  need,  "  he  adds,  a  little  more  freely.  "  Why,  what  would  Uhtred  of  Bebbanburg  have  if  he  could  have  anythin’?  "

[draconicfool]

Luofu verse Yingxing has left Eros a little package, in it a tiny, about palm-sized and very pink shrimp plushie he made. There's a note attached that says 'Made in your likeness ;)'

"...y'er banned from Jing Yuan's bed f'er th'rest of th' time 'm here. Asshole." She is keeping it though.

[desalvar]

god is not the only one that can create life . ((Unethical and sarcastically blasphemous moment for futuristic verse)) // @vilestblood

   It's the type of cocksure, impudent statement that usually makes him laugh. For the pictorial irony and then some. He can sort of see the effort - high in the heavens as he is, up atop a presumptiously tall spire lined with long, thin windows that facilitate view of the pitiful shitstain city below with pride of superiority and presumed mandatory finger-steepling, faced with a commitee desk's worth of light-limned, pristine, state-of-the-art clean creatures making faces at him. Whatever final frontier the economically superlative have made free to go and chase, their clamoring's evident from where he's sat. He'd find it funny if that didn't render his predicament some perverse equivalent of judgement day.

   All in all, though, the interview's going well.

   "Implication being that you're even better at it?" He keeps his tone astutely removed from humor just enough to avoid insult. Creation of life suggests a preceding lackthereof. All Cainhurst Co. is doing is fixing egregious errors. Valiant of them, regardless, and he doesn't knock the effort in front of their very own representative. Not when that subtle slip of cupid-bowed smile across from him suggests it all moot point. This isn't a useless show of peacocking. It's a test of his sensibilities.. And maybe his politeness.

  "I'm more interested in the business of perfecting life," he says, sidestepping both. Sniping back, as they've been doing for some fair few minutes now. Minding neither time nor onlookers interviewers, nor tongue ( not where it matters anyway ). His fingers are twined beneath his chin, body canted forward, eyes pinned firm onto the iciest natural blue he's ever seen. Antonín Cainhurst is the most interesting thing in that room. "Godly enough in its own right.. and with results in the sphere already evidently divine." Nikodemus looks at him when he says it, a twofold-threefold-fourfold layered flattery. Tall, pale, devastatingly beautiful and imperious, the man across from him would suit godhood rather handsomely. And he's always been good at deference to the forces that be, hasn't he.. For a time.

   "Would that make me priest in your religion? - on the topic of positions." There's a peg below that, he's sure, called worshipper or disciple or sheep, where the newly converted begin. But his deference has scarsely ever meant obedience, only abidance. "Or maybe saint?" And even that, not for long. He allows himself a smile. "Demigod?"

[diverse-hearts]

@crownshattered continued from [X]

He was almost rather excited when Atsushi had asked for some training together - even if their way of fighting was rather different, there was still something rather nice about getting to throw around a few punches with the man that he loved most in this world. To keep him happy, he decided to join in with the stretches, trying to ignore the way in which his bones seemed to crack back into their rightful place. He knew he pushed this body a little too hard at times - but even he flinched at the noises. "I just think it's best you've warmed up - after all, your task is to land a punch on me", he grinned, shifting his feet slightly as he prepared to dodge, "No abilities, just try and land a hit. Ready?".

[diverse-hearts-ocs]

@whimsiegoth asked:

"you're pathetic." // Prudence and Garth (maybe she's mad at him for some reason?)

CONFLICT

Nothing was ever going to get through to her, was it? With a sigh, he sat back on the edge of the bed, curling his fingers into the blankets as he tried to force himself to calm back down again. Yeah, he was pathetic - he knew that, he'd been told that his entire life, but to hear it from Prudence was a rather harsh blow to accept. "...if I'm that pathetic, then why you so determined to keep me here?", he frowned a little, slowly raising his head to watch the woman that stood in front of the only darn exit of this dumb room, "You know none of this was ever needed. She knew I'd always come back, no matter the arguments we sometimes got into...yet your keeping me locked up like some pet".

[radiaking]

I feel like I just had this convo in game but forget….idk when exactly wardens learn of what exactly is going to happen to them but i do feel like either way warden!coop after the joining and understanding where it’s likely going whether he’s told at that point or not starts off staunchly believing that romantic relationships are pointless. As a settle down type of guy, he sees no future there so why make things more difficult.

Bad news for him, is he is very bad at holding himself to that…

[morningflew]

❛ don't mess with my hat. ❜

it's less of a hat and more of a makeshift helm, rhaena thinks. far be it from her to correct one of the ladies of the castle, though. arya stark might welcome any other title than the one she was born into but it would never change how anybody else was to address her, whether she liked it or not. "i was only going to dust it off, my lady. it must have fallen and been placed back without being cleaned." she clasps her hands behind her as she steps back, looking at her earnestly. "it's a fine hat. did you make it yourself?"

one piece (live action). accepting !

[d-eathbringerarch]

@thehollyverse (jonah) said: ❛ i would let you rip me apart if it meant loving you. ❜

she smiles, as if she hadn't already known. a hand softly cups his cheek, hazel eyes looking up at him with feigned adoration. thumb rubs a gentle circle into the soft flesh in such a small gesture of affection. every movement, every word, done in an effort to keep the man under her control. ❛ i have no desire to rip you apart, darling. ❜ that was a lie: one wrong move is all it would take for persephone to sic nickolas on the man, watch him bleed in her name. though, she does feel a small sliver of hope that it does not come to that. he would be difficult to replace.

* MEME, always accepting.

[lupaeusarc]

@wolfskrieger liked for a starter ! ( this is the soft one lol )

⸺  𝗜𝗧  𝗛𝗔𝗦  𝗕𝗘𝗘𝗡  𝗔  𝗦𝗟𝗘𝗘𝗣𝗟𝗘𝗦𝗦  𝗞𝗜𝗡𝗗  𝗢𝗙  𝗡𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧  ,  at  least  on  the  end  of  the  little  wolf  ;  the  kind  of  night  when  memories  ,  flashbacks  from  the  horrors  of  growing  up  in  beacon  hills  plague  her  mind  and  test  her  sanity  .  from  what  she  can  tell  leon  appears  to  be  slumbering  relatively  peacefully  ,  conspicuous  hesitation  staining  every  move  she  makes  for  fear  of  waking  him  .  she  is  still  debating  how  best  to  go  about  removing  herself  from  the  bed  as  slowly  and  silently  as  possible  when  despite  her  best  efforts  ,  she  can  feel  him  begin  to  stir  .  shit  .  putting  on  her  best  act  of  serene  calm  ,  she  readies  herself  to  be  questioned  about  the  hour  .

❝  hey  ,  ❞  she  whispers  ,  the  dermis  between  sculpted  brows  creasing  as  she  lifts  her  head  .  ❝  i'm  sorry  ,  i  didn't  mean  to  wake  you  .  .  .  ❞  she  peppers  a  couple  of  featherlight  kisses  to  the  chiseled  line  of  his  jaw  ,  petite  thumb  running  soft  strokes  across  his  chin  .  ❝  i'm  okay  ,  i  promise  .  just  can't  sleep  for  shit  tonight  .  ❞  a  small  shrug  punctuates  the  statement  ,  another  quick  kiss  brushed  to  his  lips  this  time  before  the  blonde  rises  to  her  elbows  and  glances  around  .  ❝  i  was  thinking  about  going  out  and  putting  on  a  movie or something for a little while  ;  would  the  sound  from  that  bother  you  ?  ❞