#[[ Where Is My Mind? 🔮 (musing) ]]

[smileysuh]

crossroads - TEASER

🌙 starring. Kim Mingyu & Jeon Wonwoo x afab!Reader

🔮 preview. If one neighbour is a Doberman, then the other is a Golden Retriever. They’re like night and day, and yet, you’re drawn to both, as if some gravitational or celestial power is pulling you to them… it also helps that they both have motorcycles. How had it been so easy to ghost Wonwoo in the past, only to find yourself at a crossroads with his roommate seven months later?

tw/cw. Threesome, unprotected sex, multiple sex scenes, big dick Mingyu, creampie, oral (f/m receiving), blow job, deep throating, hand job, Eiffel tower/spit roasting, breast worship, nipple pinching, nipple licking, panty kink, eating pussy through panties, fingering, squirting, pussy stretching, praise, dirty talk, ‘sir’, dom!Wonwoo, switch!mingyu, blindfold/sensory deprivation, voyeurism, listening to your neighbour have sex, masturbation, reader reads erotica, mutual masturbation, slight dacryphilia, blind fold/sensory deprivation, inklings of humiliation, etc… I pet names: (hers) angel, baby. (Mingyu’s) gyu. (Wonwoo’s) sir. 

👹 rating.18+ explicit I wc. 19.8k

🍭 aus. Biker!meanie, booktok!reader, neighbours!au, etc…

☀️ mlist + an. This was not supposed to be this long. I don’t know how this happened. 

You head back to your bedroom… which is where you find Mingyu flipping through the most recent book you’ve been reading.

Your heart lurches into your throat, body freezing in the doorway. 

“I didn’t know you read this sort of thing,” Mingyu muses, looking up at you.

“What?” you squeak.

“Erotica,” he responds casually. “This seems interesting though.”

You slowly approach the bed, joining Mingyu under the covers while he reaches to put your book back on your nightstand. 

“Uh…” you don’t even know what to say. “I didn’t mean for you to see that.”

Mingyu laughs, pulling you close to his chest. “Why not? It’s not like I’m judging you.”

“You’re not?”

“Nope. Why would I? I think I read somewhere that men like visual porn and women lean towards the written stuff, nothing to be ashamed of.”

He really is the perfect man.

“Plus, I keep seeing shit on tiktok about booktok girls needing their bikertok boy, I don’t mind filling that role for you.” Another nonchalant comment that makes your heart do somersaults. “Although… aren’t all of you booktok girls into masked men and threesomes and shit?”

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[viperwhispered]

Woe! Unfortunate magical accident upon ye, your OC has now been cursed with reverse telepathy🧠📢People around them can hear each and every internal thought being broadcasted. Oh no! Hopefully they can find someone who can undo this pesky spell, or just to keep them company until it wears off!

-🔮✨diodellet (hopefully im doin this magic nonon thing right)

Ty for the ask dio! Oh boy if this isn't a concept (that makes me feel like I'm putting poor Emi through a wringer, oof).

First thought: oh my goodness Emi is going to die of embarrassment. Plus she very much thinks with words, too, so no saving grace of having mostly images or something like that in her mind.

A lot depends on when and how this happens, tbh. In the middle of class? Better hope she’s thinking of class material, or her doodles, and not of Jamil, the teacher’s mannerisms or something else potentially embarrassing.

Or if it’s like an alchemy accident, then oops to whoever is involved for hearing about Emi’s frustration without a filter. (I feel bad for Grim if he's involved in some way, because she probably would be thinking something along the lines of "great, yet another thing going wrong because of this idiot" 😭. Tho tbf, the same would probably go for ADeuce, too.)

Though I suppose the saving grace is that in most cases, Grim is likely to be around, and would probably be pretty quick to be all “what are you talking about” or otherwise react, so the broadcasting would not last for long without Emi being aware of it.

Especially if she was alone or with just Grim when it happened (like, let’s say one day Emi wakes up with the broadcast thing happening), Emi’s instinct would very much be to hole up alone in Ramshackle - either sending Grim out as a messenger to the faculty / infirmary, or sending messages on the phone she got from Crowley if we’re past the first winter break. Or calling people, if the thoughts are only getting broadcasted to her physical surroundings.

Still, Emi would want to avoid other people overhearing her thoughts at all costs - it’s such a loss of control, and she’d very much hate having her inner world revealed like that, without her having much power over it. It'd feel pretty violating to her, honestly, all these things just spilling out.

Not to mention those thoughts where she herself is like "come on brain, what a rude / inappropriate first thought, that is not what we want to be doing".

If Emi had to be out and about, she’d probably try to focus on like counting in her mind, or trying to go through the lyrics of a song - or perhaps the ring-verse from the Lord of the Rings. Trying to make sure that at least she won’t be broadcasting any untoward thoughts about anyone, or otherwise won’t slip out something that she wouldn’t want to say aloud.

Alternatively: everyone can hear how she’s hashing out how to phrase the explanation of her situation to like the school nurse or the faculty. Or maybe she'd purposefully try to just loop the explanation in her mind, to explain things before she gets too many weird looks.

Of course, even then she’d get distracted enough to have other idle musings slip in, always quick to scold herself or apologize for anything "wrong" that she catches herself thinking.

Even with all that in mind, I think Emi wouldn’t mind having Grim around too much. Partially, of course, it's by necessity - she may ask Grim to spend some time elsewhere, but can't really kick him out of Ramshackle.

But also, in some sense, Grim’s opinion is not so important to her, because with him she’s not trying as much to project a good image or impress him. Like with how much time he spends with her, Grim already sees her all casual and homey, and most of what’s going on with her in general. So it’s not as much of a big deal with Grim, even if he hears something "weird". Though she still wouldn't be happy about thinking anything too personal / intimate with him around.

(She would be hoping the ghosts will keep their distance, though.)

As for Jamil, their relationship would have to be pretty far along for Emi to feel even somewhat comfortable letting him come over in person. Like, probably a year or so of dating for her to be at least okay-ish with Jamil coming over, though she’d still be kinda hesitant. Early relationship Emi, however, would be just way too worried of being somehow weird or off-putting.

Though considering the amount of masking Jamil does, and his own liking of privacy, I want to think he wouldn't feel too slighted, at least if he has some time to think about it. And at least they can still keep in contact via the phone.

Basically, the faculty (or anyone else who's the right kind of authority figure to perhaps be of help), ADeuce, Trey, maybe Riddle (she might be lucky and he knows something helpful), Jamil and everyone else (Malleus if his phone isn’t fried and they’ve actually exchanged phone numbers finally) is getting contacted via phone, unless she absolutely has to be somewhere in person.

So yeah, unfortunately Emi’s private enough that this kind of a situation will lead to her just holing up (and very much trying to chase off like ADeuce if they decide to turn up anyway - though she’d probably be somewhat more tolerant of Deuce than Ace, since she’d feel like he’s less likely to be judgy if she thinks anything “weird”). So hopefully someone can figure out something out before too long (meanwhile, Emi's trying to crash course herself on like mindfulness and meditation and clearing her mind, which of course is something you can quickly pick up, especially under duress).

For Emi's taglist, tagging @diodellet @scint1llat3 @moonyasnow @bibi-cha

If anyone else would like to be tagged for Emi / jamemi things, just let me know!

[thecursedanon]

Masterlist + Requests

(Last updated: 10:45pm - 6/23/24)

Heeeeeellloooo everyone! Curse here, I thought I'd make a masterlist for my fics so they would be easier to find seeing how I plan to make many more fics In the future :3

ALSO! I have an AO3 account if it's easier to read my writing on there. I'm TheCursedAnon on ao3 as well :3

LETS JUST JUMP RIGHT INTO IT--

~REQUESTS ARE NOW OPEN! :3~

I'm operating with 2 fic request slots for now so I can get a feel for them, I can't guarantee they'll be super long because as I've stated previously my muse is a fickle bitch. I'm also not sure how fast I'll be able to get them out because I'm working on my own original non t-word series right now, but I'll do my best! <3

My HC requests are also OPEN, there's no limit on hc's, request as many as you want. :3 also feel free to send me your hc ideas! I love reading them! <3

Guidelines for requests:

I don't write NSFW. I've got nothing against it, It's just not for me lmao.

I don't write other people's OC's. Listen... Y'all, I love OC's, I'll be the first to admit I have a whole like 20 page google doc of OC's from various different fandoms-- but something I've learned over the years is It's really hard to write someone else's OC well, with official characters there's enough content for me to consume to get a feel for them... OC's not so much. :( I'm sorry.

Also, as I'm consuming JJK content, I'm forming a mental list of characters I will not write for... So far there's only a few on the list;

Meimei - I feel like most people will get where I'm coming from with this one. I don't mind writing a few lines of dialogue for her If it's necessary to the plot, but I'm certainly not comfortable making her a lee! or ler!

Toji - Sorry. I actually can't stand this deadbeat father LOL.

Mahito - Seriously, screw this ahole for what he did in Shibuya, I like his design but that's literally IT 😭

I debated putting Kenjaku on the list... but I feel like there are certain scenarios I could make work with him... but just know I don't like him, and he's SORTA on my list lol... depends on the prompt Ig.

Request slot 1: Lee!Yuji, Lers!Nanami, Gojo, Yuta, Choso, Megumi & Todo. (Whoooo boy, Yuji gonna have a busy day XD)

Request slot 2: Empty

~Upcoming Fics~

Lee!Nanami + Ler!Haibara fic - (TW: Mentions of Abuse) Haibara is concerned about Nanami, he's acting really out of character and now he's isolating himself... Haibara makes it his mission to get to the bottom of what's bothering his best friend. (85%)

Lee!Yuji + Lers!Nanami, Gojo, Yuta, Choso, Megumi, Nobara & Todo ~RQ~ - It's Yuji's birthday, what better way to celebrate than by getting the snot tickled out of him by his friends? (Not started)

Amusement park shenanigans pt 3 - Gojo is now raining down hell on EVERYONE. Everyone be catching these wiggling fingers now. (Not started)

Name TBD - The beginning of an AU... :) (2%)

(I'm just now realizing how much comfort I write... LOL)

~Fanfic Masterlist~

1. Amusement Park Shenanigans (Lee!Nanami, Switch!Yuji, Ler!Gojo) - Summary: Gojo decides to take the students to the amusement park, and drags a very unwilling Nanami along with them... after trying to failing to convince Gojo to let him leave, and one too many grumpy remarks from Nanami, Gojo decides to do what Gojo does best... cause absolute chaos. Upload Date: 3/12/24

2. Amusement Park Aftermath (Lee!Gojo, Ler!Nanami, Ler!Megumi) - Summary: Did Gojo seriously think Nanami wasn't gonna get revenge for that little stunt he pulled the other day? Upload Date: 4/5/24

3. Rainy Day (Lee!Yuji, Ler!Nanami) - Summary: Yuji Is super down today, that and he's not been sleeping well due to the nightmares he's been having. His friends, concerned about him go to Nanami with their concerns, and the stoic teacher takes it upon himself to cheer Itadori up. Upload Date: 4/11/24. 🔮NEW🔮

[redemptioninchaos]

💡 What inspires you to write the muse?

🔮 What do you see in your muse’s future? 

⌨ What’s a situation you’ve always wanted to RP with the muse? 

(For Sergio, Colette, Aurora or anyone you're feeling more at the moment ☆)

Sergio's inspired by my love of cars, hip hop culture, and my fascination with espionage media as a teenager. Colette, my second ever muse, was inspired by my then newfound love of fantasy around senior year as well as seinen anime later on. Aurora, one of my more recent ones, was further inspired by my love of medieval fantasy, specifically DND, as well as the many women I've met in my life who put their heart and soul in caring for others through culinary perfection.

For Sergio and Colette in this next question, I'll refer to the canonical story in Blazing Tails, co-written by @infinitcnexus. Sergio at this point in the story is still dealing with Liv's death in not so healthy ways, availing himself to pretty much any woman who pitied him enough and wanted a quick lay. However, after being saved by a daemon twice, Sergio realizes that Liv wouldn't have wanted him to get into such a huge slump, not even for her sake. With a new new lease on life, Sergio will start to appreciate the little things in life and not be so scared to showcase his dorkier side, the same way he did when he got comfortable with Liv. The process won't be linear, but with a therapist whom his cousin Bonita recommended, recovery will seem more possible than ever.

As for Colette, I can see her assassin-turned-friend Shrike seeing her legitimately angry for the first time very soon. The two of them are about to get in trouble with the law, and Shrike will get a glimpse at how much Colette despises the law...

Now, for Aurora...I'll save something in her future for the next question.

A situation I'd like to see Sergio in would be where his friend or romantic partner realizes that he's not just a criminal, but a top-tier criminal, so top-tier that he's in way too deep to just leave. Sergio trying so hard to keep that part of himself a secret only for it to be revealed would leave him feeling helpless, as if he can't get help from his syndicate or the person who trusted him.

For Colette, a similar situation in which the public declares her a monster for having made a pact with a wyvern. People clutching their children closer when they pass by her, children yelling at her to go away, a mob accosting her while in the safety of her own home. Basically give me a modern Salem witch trial for this girl.

Aurora may be liberated, but she's still a succubus. There will be times where she feels...needy, to say the least. Five years on the streets had proven that succubi couldn't get pregnant. However, since she followed Lathander before becoming a devil and still follows him after her liberation, and since Lathander is a fertility god...well, to say the least it'd be a violent cocktail of emotions swirling through her mind when she feels morning sickness for the first time in around 20 years. Ajax would fiercely protect his soon-to-be brother or sister, not caring if he or she would become a cambion or other monstrosity at birth.

[mechahero]

@gazelessmenagerie asked- 🔮? send me 🔮 for one thought your muse might hear if they could read my muse’s mind (accepting)

"There's nothing good about him. Not one damn thing. He's a fucking waste of space if there ever was one. If he died tomorrow, that'd be a massive weight off my chest. Actually... I could do something about that. Where's my damn cookbook?"

[ggomos-maribat]

For the ask game 💖/ 🔮 /🌷

Thank you so much for asking!!

💖 Which of your fics is your pride and joy?

There's so many to choose from! First thing that definitely comes to mind is the Council , which gained a lot of readers in both its incomplete and completed stage. For the Maribat fandom, Fox DCW and the Vacation have a special place in my heart. The former is a silly lil AU that started off in Tumblr but it escalated into a big collection of snippets with a proper plot. I also incorporated BioDad!Bruce Wayne Month prompts into it! The latter is my first ever fic in AO3, and I love it so much even if its in indefinite hiatus right now lol.

🔮What's your favorite plot twist you've ever written?

Aha! I love this question!! It's definitely one of the plot twists in the Council, when the King of Hearts was finally revealed. The surprise drove everyone bonkers LMAO and I was giggling like a maniac because of it. A close second is the one in MDC is Dead, which nobody saw coming apparently.

���What's one of your fics that isn't as popular, but you hold dear?

@themonarchdragon I LOVE these questions!! There are two that I wish got more love. The first one is the academie, which is my own dystopian-ish spin on the Miraculous universe. It's one of the fics where I outlined really intricate lore and features one of my favorite trios in the fandom (ie. the blonde trio Adrien, Felix, and Chloe). TBH I was often discouraged because the kudos/comments are sparse but I understand it's not everyone's cup of tea. Regardless, I love this AU and I still update it from time to time!

The second one is Miraculo, which I never got around to writing for again, but it's also one of the more lore heavy fics. It's a royalty/medieval AU Felinette, where their magic system is based on the Miraculous powers. I'm hoping the muse strikes again and I gain motivation for this fic again but it's very very dear to my heart.

Link to the ask game

[darksideofparis]

New ask game idea: Send me OC + 🔮:

Alex Locke + 🔮

A flirty little snippet between 12 and Alex in 'Robot of Sherwood'. . .

“Clara insisted on dressing me up again,” Alex explained as she came into the console room. She stopped before the Doctor and did a little twirl. “What do you think?” The Doctor didn’t answer. He couldn’t. He was too stunned by Alex’s attire. She was wearing a floor-length medieval-style dress the color of TARDIS blue, like her Victorian gown. The dress was covered in small little golden designs that at first glance didn’t look like much, but the Doctor knew they were actually Old High Gallifreyan words. Just from a quick glance, he saw that they ranged in saying from ‘beauty’ to ‘perfect’, words that described Alex to a tee. The arm-length sleeves cut off at the elbow before turning into a swish of blue fabric that exposed Alex’s wrists. The bodice had a small corset made into it, pushing Alex’s assets up, but not to where they were overly obvious, and the square neckline showed off Alex’s sonic necklace, gleaming brightly in the lighting from the rotor overhead. In addition, Clara had also curled Alex’s hair, making the brown-blonde locks fall in flawless waves down her back. She had also wrapped a headband around Alex’s head. It was TARDIS blue and in the center, right in the middle of Alex’s forehead, was a bright blue sapphire that somehow managed to stand out against the rest of the blue. On either side of the sapphire were tiny diamonds and topaz, all of them shining brightly. It was like a headband version of Alex’s necklace. And it looked phenomenal on her. The Doctor must have been openly gawking for Alex started giggling. “Cat got your tongue, Doc?” she teased, an impish smile on her lips. The Doctor managed to get his jaw off the floor and swallowed. “Of course not,” he retorted, doing his best to sound cold and cynical, but failing miserably. He smiled, reached out, and pulled Alex into his arms. “You look beautiful, Ally,” he said earnestly before pressing a light kiss to her lips. “Positively gorgeous, phenomenal…should I go on?” Alex giggled. “I wouldn’t mind, but then we’d be here all day if you did that.” “Vain,” the Doctor smirked, delighting in the way Alex laughed at his teasing. “Well, you’d better thank Clara when she gets out here. This is all her.” “I really should pay her,” the Doctor mused. He cast an appreciative eye back down on the dress. “You know, I rather like you in TARDIS blue.” “Really?” Alex said, quirking up an eyebrow thoughtfully.  “Yes. Mind you, it might be because the first new outfit I saw you in after my regeneration was TARDIS blue.” “I don’t mind. The TARDIS certainly helps in providing me with outfits guaranteed to make you speechless.”

Send me OC + 🔮 and I will write or share a future scene from their story.

[safrona-shadowsun]

😶 [FACE WITHOUT MOUTH] — careful 🖊️ [BALLPOINT PEN] — clever 🔮 [CRYSTAL BALL] — mysterious 📚 [BOOKS] — resourceful. "I've only heard rumors. But I get the impression you prefer a certain degree of secrecy and keeping your cards close to your chest. Funny, I suppose we are somewhat similar in that regard. Somewhat."

How would your muse describe mine? (positive associations)

Safrona tilted her head in acknowledgement, a smile of knowing slipping across her lips. "We have our reasons to keep what we do, yes? It is a necessary little...mn, 'game'." She wiggled her fingers passingly and her gaze slid away for the moment as she edged closer. "But a Sister once said to me: 'We are not so simple as a game of cards and dice. We all crave to be revealed and to be known. Known by the right mind, at the right time, where we know we have meaning."

The void elf leaned back again and shrugged with an air of performative nonchalance. "I never put my trust so well into card-reading and scrying, but she tended to make a strange sort of sense." A fondness softened her words in retrospect.

{ @astralfox0893 }

[zapreportsblog]

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🖤 Welcome to the Enigmatic Realm of Ai 🖤

Hey there, wanderers of the digital abyss! I'm Ai, your guide through the shadows and echoes of this corner of cyberspace. 🌑🌟

In the stark juxtaposition between light and darkness, I navigate the enigmatic currents of existence. Life is a captivating, twisted dance, and I'm here to share my unique perspective on it all.

Expect to find a concoction of aesthetics, thought-provoking musings, and a touch of the surreal. From the depths of the night to the heights of the sublime, we'll explore the tapestry of human experience together.

But remember, this is a realm where the unconventional reigns supreme, and conformity is left at the door. 🚪 So, if you're ready to dive into the depths of the unknown and embrace the unconventional, join me on this journey through the labyrinth of Ai's mind.

🔮 Explore the shadows. Embrace the enigma. Let's embark on this electrifying adventure together. 💀🖤 #WelcomeToTheEdgyChaos

Hey there, fellow travelers of the written world! 🖋️ I'm Asia, but around here, I prefer to go by Ai. Writing has been my faithful companion since the tender age of ten, when I embarked on this literary journey. My passion for storytelling ignited when an old elementary school teacher unearthed my penchant for weaving tales. Back then, I would fill pages of notebooks with elaborate story summaries, and that's when the spark truly ignited. These days, I've embraced the role of a writer-for-hire, (not really for hire) crafting narratives and ideas for anyone daring enough to embrace the limitless possibilities of the written word. I don't tether myself to a specific fandom; instead, I invite you to open the door to the boundless realms of imagination, where every story is a fresh adventure waiting to be penned. 🌌📖 Let's explore the uncharted together!

[melemeleguardian]

🔮

Send me 🔮 for one thought your muse might hear if they could read my muse’s mind.

Why doesn't father Arceus ever visit me, er, I mean this region? Isn't a Father supposed to love all his creations? Does he just have not enough time for me?

Or am I not even... No, no that's ridiculous. I'm just overthinking it. I was created to be the guardian of this region. The guardian of where the veil between worlds is at its weakest. He created me and the rest of the Tapu so he could have time to heal the rest of the world.

... Also are paradox pokemon from the past or the future. It doesn't seem like it.

[cosmicofdistortions]

@kitxkatrp asked: Send 🔮 to look into my muse's past. (Pixie)

The smell of fire filled the girl's nose, her legs carrying her away from the burning city. She was desperate and scared. The sky was filled with screams of terror and pain, cries for help, and chants for death and it burned in her memory so vividly like a setting sun.

"Ah!"

She lost her footing, tripping in her rush to escape, to flee as far as she could, that she skidded on the ground, sputtering and coughing in agony as pain shot up her knees, hands and arms. Her mind was grappling with the situation.

She'd been... with the other kids when... things attacked. Metal creatures chanting their death and extermination. It was like hellfire rained down. She barely understood what was happening, but she understood it was death.

She had to get away....!

The girl would scramble to her feet, stumbling a bit but managing to pull herself up, running once more. She didn't know where. She didn't know if it would even save her in the end.

She just wanted to live.

She wanted to live!

Something searing hot connected with her back, sending her flying into a nearby tree, her world spinning abruptly from the force. It knocked the wind from her chest, the air from her lungs as she slumped to the ground with a strangled and struggling noise.

Her back felt like it was burning away, like the flesh was being seared from bone with how much pain ran through her. She could hear the chanting louder and louder. They had noticed her. She couldn't run.

She couldn't escape....

"I.....urk....don't.... wanna....die....." Desperately her fingers dug into the soft ground, attempting to drag herself now, anything to free herself from this death. The tears were falling, obstructing her vision as every motion was a pain wheeze. She felt dual heartbeats thundering in her chest, though they were weakening with the effort. She was dying.

I don't want to die....

The thought kept her going, even if her body told her it was over. She refused. She refused to give in and roll over...!

"p-pl-ease-.....!" Someone... anyone....! "H-el-p....!"

No one was coming. Everyone that could fight were fighting, anyone that couldn't, was already being killed off.

She dug at the ground, desperately but it was getting harder to move, harder to breathe, harder to live.

Someone....

The darkness was filling her vision more and more, like inverse fireflies.

Anyone....

Then something sounded like it was breaking, like the very structure of the world was falling apart, and unable to resist the cold darkness any longer, her conscious fell into the silence, just as her body fell through the crack that had formed below her.

[childoftheblacksands]

🍷 drunk. I wanna see what your Moze is like drunk

Mozenrath rarely drank. It wasn't for any pious reasons-- he'd rejected any possible gods years ago for their apparent lack of ability to help anyone they claimed to care for so deeply. No, it was simply that he didn't like feeling altered in such a way. It detracted from his studies, and made him incapable of summoning his magic with perfect focus.

That said, there were some days...

Mozenrath leaned against the windowsill, eyes heavy and bloodshot, silks that normally adorned his head cast down to the bench on which he sat. He looked out through the window with his glassy vision and gazed at the swirling dark sand below. He could already feel the bile rising in his throat. He didn't care. He picked the bottle up, and started drinking. The fluid burned. And for all it was worth-- not as though he actually paid for it-- it never stopped tasting like varnish on his tongue, as things of such concentrations usually did. No matter. He didn't drink for the taste. He gasped as he finally parted the bottle from his lips, and coughed. His stomach rumbled, and he brought his hand to his concave middle in a poor attempt to settle it.

Xerxes stood watch, anxiously wrapped around the back of a nearby chair. "Master getting sick..." he murmured worriedly. "Master need break? Or bread?"

"Shut up!" Mozenrath tossed a pillow at the eel, who retracted his body behind the chair back. The man huffed, bringing his knees to his chin and curling in on himself. He hiccuped, stomach still churning. He knew well what was coming. He didn't care. It just needed to stay in him long enough to make him tired-- long enough to make him slip into a dreamless sleep.

Dreamless... that was all he wanted. His heart was still racing from the nightmare which woke him up this evening. The image of those long hands coming down on his throat, holding him against a wall as a red-hot iron was tapped against his bare chest, narrow and heaving for air. Insubordination, he was told. Always insubordination. The images of the hallway flying past him as his feet carried him so fast he was sure he flew, so fast his legs would burn the next day, and he would wonder how it was possible he ever moved so swiftly with such small limbs. Seeing those bony, wrinkled, ashy hands grab for Xerxes...

His hand clamped down over his mouth. A rush of liquid shot up his esphogeius with a loud grumble. It was all he had to swallow it back down before it reached his mouth. His stomach burned, but he wasn't willing to let it go yet. His legs pulled in tighter, his hand slipped from his mouth to his middle. He looked up with glassy eyes to his familiar.

Xerxes shrunk behind the chair, quivering softly.

Then, Mozenrath reached out his hand.

The eel's eyes widened, and he stared for a moment-- but only a moment, before shooting forward and wrapping himself around the hand that reached for him. Mozenrath brought the eel closer, pressing him to his chest under his chin. He buried his face in the creature's fleshy scales, a shuddering breath shaking his shoulders. Xerxes nuzzled into his master's hair, trilling softly. His gills pulsed, brow worried and fang-filled mouth curled into a frown. He melted against Mozenrath's head, shivering around him, though not for any lack of heat. His body rippled in such a way as to act as a massage against the throbbing skull, as he felt his master begin to shake and sputter. A low, thrumming clicking rolled from his throat. "Master safe. Xerxes safe. Master strong. No one hurt..."

He looked down. Mozenrath's head was shoved firmly into the crook of his arm. Short, broken breaths, shaking shoulders, quiet gasping sounds. It was a rare sight, and one that struck the familiar with abject fear every time he saw it. He tightened around his master's head, continuing to shiver and pulse his muscles. He knew this wouldn't last-- soon enough, the poison would take its desired effect. Mozenrath would grow weary, hopefully sicking up the bulk of what he'd swallowed before stumbling back to his bed, and drifting away to the only full night of sleep he'd likely have for several weeks to come.

For now, he would remain, the consistent and comforting presence he was committed to being-- ever present, ever safe.

[mahvaladara]

Final part @dandylion240

[ 👗 ] what is your muse’s fashion sense like? are they able to dress the way they want to? what would they wear in an ideal world?

Arlo loves black and red. He knows the red is colour coded, but he loves black and adds the red for fun. He is very athleisure, with a hint of dark urban fantasy. He can only wear cotton clothes and has to be very careful with elastics, polyester, nylon and other synthetics or his skin may come off with his shirt when he undresses.

In the perfect world, where he could dress anything he liked, he’d love to dress in a more estravagante way, like a modern day warlock. 

[ 🔮 ] what is your muse’s relationship with religion and spirituality? were they raised in a certain religion? have they stuck with the same set of spiritual beliefs all their life, or have they changed over time? are they settled in their spirituality now?

His mother is pretty agnostic. She’s Peteran, and believes in the Watcher and Arlo comprehends there is a watcher who decides how the world goes. His father however believes in Mahv, who writes the plot and decides all their fates. He believes more on his father’s side, as, he knows well, writers will make their characters go through shit for it’ll make for a more interesting plot, so maybe his dad is onto something.

But they don’t go to sunday mass. There’s no sunday school. There’s no daily prayers. They celebrate Harvestfest and Winter’s Eve, and Mal has imparted on them that both harvestfest and winter’s eve has to do with nature and the harvest, not father winter or gnomes, and their appearance is purely commercial and fueled by belief.

[ 🤷‍♀️ ] how does your muse approach strangers? how does this compare to how they interact with close friends or lovers?

Arlo does not. Usually strangers approach him first. Arlo is pretty antisocial and won’t talk with anyone unless nucessary, or if they approach him first. Even then he usually looks at the person with suspicion, Fannar and dragons in general being the exception.

Arlo doesn’t have friends. Unless you count Isaiah, he likes Isaiah and wishes Isaiah was his friend, but he’s convinced Isaiah is only nice to him because he has to. So there’s not much comparison.

But in overall Arlo is pretty quiet and kept to himself. But when someone gives him a little attention, he tends to talk a lot and talk quickly, often oversharing and throwing awkward jokes.

[ 🎵 ] is there a specific song or songs you associate with your muse? why is that?

In my bones by Ray Dalton.

Yes, I made a lot of mistakes, yeah Guess I been in my own way But I gotta do what it take now Got me feeling like I missed my time Got me feeling like I'm lost I'll be facing all my demons now (now)

I got my eyes on the road, love, oh I'm gonna do right by you, love, oh'

Cause I got a feeling in my bones In my bones, yeah, baby I gotta move like a rolling stone Rolling stone, yeah, baby Ain't nobody gonna talk me down Ain't nobody gotta hold me now I got a feeling in my bones In my bones, will never touch the ground

I think this song best describes Arlo and all he does. He made a lot of mistakes, he fucked up, he backed himself to a corner and now he knows what he must do, what path to take and he is going to do it and no one will stop him.

[ 💸 ] if your muse had no shortage of money, what would they buy?

Arlo never really thought about what he would buy. Peace of mind perhaps.

[ ��� ] does your muse like solitude? do they prefer it to being around others? how easily does your muse get lonely?

He likes solitude. He feels extremely lonely, but he’s so used to being alone he has found comfort in solitude. But he wishes, he wishes he had someone, one person to just hold him and give him hope. It’s hard to hold onto hope on your own.

[ ⚰️ ] what are your muse’s greatest regrets? what would flash before their eyes when they’re on their deathbed?

- Calling Anika what he did.

- Turning his back on Isaiah.

- Promising to help his brother.

- Betraying Fannar.

- Forgetting Syra...

[ 🧸 ] does your muse keep anything sentimental? if so, what do they keep and why?

He keeps his old journals, for they hold the memories he has lost. All of them. He also keeps a small sunflower inside resin as it reminds him of his little sister Syra. He knows she was sunshine in his life.

[ 🙏 ] what does your muse need? this can be something material or something abstract.

He needs forgiveness, and he needs to accept it. He also needs cure, health and hope.

[ 📚 ] what books does your muse have on their bookshelf? what books would they like to have? if your muse isn’t an avid reader, is there anything they collect or might like to collect?

Arlo has mostly books on the supernatural, sciences, astronomy, dragons, fantasy and his journals.

[ 😍 ] does your muse believe in true love? why or why not?

He used to not believe it. But then he met Fannar and spent months battling the selfish desire to meet him and be with him and wanting to keep him safe and stay away. But plot had it that his desire would win, for if Syra was Sunshine, Fannar was the light at the end of the tunnel. And if Fannar says he loves him, he believes them.

[ 😇 ] what would your muse do if they became a god?

Erase himself from existence.

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the spooks!

it’s the halloween month so i thought it would be fun to do this! some ideas for characters to interact. feel free to reblog this! there’s prompts, starters, au ideas and many more (for reversed roles put ‘+’ at the end).

PROMPTS

TOUCHED LIPS : for our muses to be making out at a halloween party

DATE : your muse to ask my muse out on a trick-o-treat date

ALIEN : your muse finds out my muse isn’t a human 

FORTUNE : for our muses to get their fortune read

MUDDLED MIND : my muse is brainwashed and your muse is trying to help 

STARTERS and AU’s - send one of the following where mine or your muse is:

✊🏼 - my muse has gained more power and they can’t control it

🌑 - your muse has lost their powers and they are freaking out about it

🎁 - your muse being surprised by mine

❌ - our muses are out hunting for demons/spirits/ghost on the night of halloween AU

🌪 - your muse is unaware that they are a supernatural being and my muse has come to bring them back AU 

🧿 - my muse gets a nasty curse placed on them and they need your muse’s help AU

🎊 - my awkward muse is being brought out to a cool party by your muse AU

🔮 - our muses are witches and it’s going to be a witchy halloween AU

👿 - your muse turns evil AU

SEND a symbol for my muse’s answer about yours:

👀 - what they think your muse will dress up as for halloween

💀 - what sort of supernatural being yours could be and why

🍄 - how would your muse like to spend halloween

🎭 - what sort of familiar would they be

🥀 - what sort of apothecary they should get from a witch

🩸 - would your muse survive if there was a ghost outbreak during halloween

[jiaecwn]

hi guys and welcome to my very first plot call! i’m so excited and hoping to do lots of writing for this first event, so i’ve come up with a couple plot ideas below the cut. if any one of them catches your eye, please reply to this post with the corresponding emoji and i’ll message you about it asap! or if you have something else in mind that you’d like to do, i’m all ears; feel free to message me on tumblr, twitter (@p1nkup), or discord (fiddytiddy#3954) for plotting! ��  

FALL HARVEST

🍺  — your muse and jiae participate in one of the eating/drinking competitions and both of them end up losing to someone else. what better way is there to bond with someone than to drunkenly complain about another person winning when obviously one of them should have?

💃 — jiae is still drunk from her drinking competition when she stumbles upon the town square where the locals are teaching dances. deciding to join in, she doesn’t realize that she has no control over her limbs until she accidentally smacks your muse right in the face

🔮 — jiae gets a particularly awful crystal/tarot reading and your muse is the person standing next in line. out of the goodness of their heart, or maybe because princess jiae is rarely ever seen so distraught, sacrifices their own reading to check up on her and find out what the hell her reading said

💎 — your muse and jiae visit kang yooah and kang joonmin's shop and craft trinkets together (or they both meet while in the shop and end up sitting together as they work). after helping each other throughout the process, they decide to exchange their good luck charms, even if they’re a complete mess, because god this is hard

ROYAL MASQUERADE

🎀 — your muse and jiae both sneak off together during the royal masquerade. did they leave to make out in a corridor? are they escaping out to the courtyard for some fresh air? are they about to play a prank on one of the other royals that's staying the night in the palace? only the two of them know (possible nsfw depending on what we decide on!)

🛏 — after the masquerade, jiae is so exhausted that she mixes up which room she’s staying in the palace overnight. she accidentally stumbles into your muse’s room and crashes on the bed... only to realize she’s not the only person in the room

👄 —jiae can tell your muse is getting a little tipsy. she uses this chance to appear as a good samaritan, topping off your drinks throughout the night and then helping you stand upright. the whole time, she digs into your muse’s life, asking questions that might be gossip-worthy to spread around later.

SECRET COSTUME PARTY

👀 — your muse suggested a costume idea to jiae and she actually shows up to the party in it. so much for keeping identities a secret! it’s time to tease her about it 

👻 — your muse dislikes jiae for whatever reason, so it’s ironic when the two of them get to chatting during the party and she actually seems like a decent person. good thing you don’t know who’s under that mask

👠 —jiae is super uncomfortable with her costume and she doesn’t hesitate to show it. she’s constantly crossing her arms or tugging at the hem. your muse takes notice and can’t help but ask why she would choose a costume out of her comfort zone. bonus points if your muse has an extra jacket or layer that they offer he to cover up with!

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RP MEME || accepting

@countlessrealities sent; Send me 🔮 for one thought your muse might hear if they could read my muse’s mind - your Rick about my Rick in that thread where they end up meeting each other (or..themselves? 0.o) [first thought that crosses Rick's mind when they finally come to realise that they are the same person. I know we haven't got there yet…but I'm eager] @countlessrealities

Looking at himself, Rick can't help to notice so many mannerisms and similarities. Almost as if he were talking in a mirror. 'Damn, do I really fuckin' talk and act like that? Jesus fucking Christ, I'm annoying. Eh, well, back then maybe. Not now. A lot cooler now than I used to be. Huh, maybe I am a huge asshole. I fucking knew that already, but, damn, it's really starting to sink in. Shit, this is really gonna get messy, isn't it?'