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[rosmcrinus]

WHICH OF MY FAVOURITE SPECIFIC CHARACTER ARCHETYPES ARE YOU?

the Prophet-Martyr.

Someone representing something divine. Eyes fixed above everyone else's, on something too great for words. A person with a heart aflame, and a distant sort of kindness to everyone, a person who'd trade everything simply to understand.

tagged by: @through-fire-and-flame (thank you so much!) tagging: anyone who hasn't, yet!

[firstwcman]

this is the funniest thing my twitter could give me. of course lilith's trending in politics while lucifer's trending for god knows what.

[sd-vtm]

Yeva's body is in place of the skeleton. She is frozen in the same defensive pose she was in when V killed her.

“..Haha…hahaha…”

V began to hysterically laugh, tears forming in her optics.

But, she isn't laughing cause she finds this funny.

Oh no, she is just convinced now that she really has finally lost it. She shakes and her laughter begins to die down into a soft sobbing. “..Haha..ha…O-Oh no....don’t you start mocking me..!”

Both optics snap shut, her jaw strained with how tight she was gritting her teeth. “It's y—your..fault you died you know!? You should of just fucking hid with your daughter! You should of protected her! But you didn't you just stood there!!”

A hiccup hitched in her voice box and optics opened again to find the vision was gone, her breath coming out in quick huffs as she fought back the panic attack rising in her core. “…Y—You w-where suppose..to hide..”

[lilitophidian]

You little masochists I smooch you.

[phantasmalnightmare]

GET TO KNOW YOUR ADMIN !!

name — Calamity or Phantasma.

pronouns — She/her.

preferred comms — Discord or Tumblr IMs. Either is fine. I'm a shy bean, so I'm not good at messaging people in ooc really, but it's not that I don't like you or anything! Just me being awkward as hell.

name of muse — I have a few, but I'd say the main ones I use are Gundham, Junko, Bakugo, Mikey, and Fubuki. I use Benedikta a lot on a different account.

experience in RP — Since 2003, so it's been 20 freaking years now of on and off RP life. Feeling old now. I started on xanga as Bankotsu from Inuyasha. It was a lawless RP land back then. Everyone god modded and one lined, but it was a grand time. My Bankotsu got so many of those sacred jewel shards.

best experiences — I have many. The first days of RP were certainly some of them. I actually met quite a few people from RP in RL. I would say the best of the best was when I met a group of Danganranpa RPers on anirp, and we did different story-lines all together. The one guy made up stories and events for the characters. I was Gundham. We also did the despair storyline which I think was my favorite, because I was able to do despair Gundham and made such a great backstory and I got so many compliments from the group on how I portrayed him(I guess he was pretty similar to the joker according to some.) I got my own event where i tried to kill all the other remnants with my animal army. We also did a really fun persona storyline. I got to be the fem p3 protag and had a love triangle with Shinji and Akihiko. ;) There was some drama with the group, and the leader talked a lot of crap cause I was busy and missed a lot of events though, so I ended up leaving.

pet peeves / dealbreakers — My number one is the one thing I will block you for: If you ask for a starter and then never reply. I have very little time to write and I can't stand people wasting my time. Another is drama of course. I come to RP as an escape, not for more stress. It also annoys me if someone posts a starter call and I like it, but get ignored. Why did you follow me back if you don't want to RP?

muse preference ( fluff, angst, smut ) — Fluff and angst are by far my two favorite genres. I love the corny, romantic slow burn more than anything. Romance is dead irl and I need some kind of fantasy outlet since I'm a hopeless romantic. I also just love angst cause it causes conflict and helps the characters develop, and I just live for the drama. Besides, after the hurt, comes the comfort. My other favorite genre is dark. I love writing dark things. Junko is a good outlet for that, and I'd love to write despair Gundham sometimes. Also Dark Mikey. Smut, I'm pretty good at writing it, but I need a solid storyline and a slow burn romance that leads up to it. Except maybe for Junko.

plot or memes — I honestly usually just wing stuff haha. I've posted memes but people generally don't send them to start new storylines with me. Since I'm shy, I don't typically approach people to try and plot either v.v But both are great when they happen.

long or short replies — I prefer stuff typically on the longer side(If you can't tell by my blog). I would say my typical replies are 3 paragraphs or so, but I can go longer. I really like to flesh out my muses and their thoughts. I don't expect people to keep up though.

best time to write — Weekends by far. Lately I haven't had time to do anything on my weekdays. Work has been crazy busy so I haven't been able to use the work computer for replies. I work two jobs and commute over 2 hours everyday, (and go to the gym 3 days a week), so I just don't have much time for anything during the week.

are you like your muse — I typically do characters that are vastly different from myself, because I feel like that's the most fun for me. Some similarities though:

I love animals(I'm a vet assistant), and I typically dress goth/alt like Gundham

I tend to be impulsive like Mikey

I'm quite air headed, ditzy, and naive like Fubuki(Not to that extreme at least, but a little bit.)

I tend to be logical, cold, and distant like Makoto. I'm also terrible at asking for help, feeling I have to be the rock and do everything myself. I have to always be strong for everyone else, and never show any weakness.

I have a really rough past full of abuse like Benedikta, and am always fighting an internal darkness.

Tagged by: @more-than-a-princess(Thank you!) Tagging: @nuravity and you reading this right now.

[ulfhrafnx]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO A WONDERFUL, CREATIVE AND TALENTED HUMAN BEING ILY LADY ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

IT WAS YESTERDAY , BUT THANK YOU, ILY ANYWAY FOR MAKING THE EFFORT TO REMEMBER. 🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

[writteninscarlet]

haha. greatest of all avengers. big compliment. but disneyland is better.

ALWAYS THE CIRCUS. dream big pietro, the circus is a good goal.

[revclver-jesus]

(( this song is so happy, no one in persona 3 has any business being this happy late at night oh my god fdkghdg ))

[traumapyre-moved]

Hello don't mind me stopping in to drop off some random positivity for you. Dear Jess, I want you to know that I adore every single thing about your character Ophelia. She is amazing from head to toe. And I really enjoy reading your threads when they come across my dash. You by far are amazing and I hope you know that. 🩷😊

I cried, actually cried. I really needed this today. Thank you sm. You know how much I adore you and your muses, along with the wild dynamics we created.

Even if it does include arson

[chaosmultiverse]

Test (I wanna see how the tags look on site)

[kazemi-archive]

I’m so not complaining…..

Npt @my-neighbour-taishiro @qichun @bunnyperi @kuroosdarling @unknownspecies

KSKSJSLSKSKLASIIS OKAY GENOS-

I'D NEVER SAY NO TO U 🤚

Tagging: @kingkyoujurou @presidentmonica @laudthingcat @kampfkuchen85 @cherrykamado @bxbycake @happygoluckyalexis @tonaken + anyone who wants to <3

[firstwcman]

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ᴄᴏʟʟᴀʙ ᴛɪᴍᴇ

ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ꜰᴀɴᴍᴀɪʟ

ꜱᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟ ᴛʜᴀɴᴋꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴍʏ ꜱᴘᴏɴꜱᴏʀꜱ

ᴀ ɴᴏᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴅɪᴛᴏʀ

ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴀʙ���ᴜᴛ ᴍᴇ

ʜᴇʏ ᴄʜᴀᴛ ᴅɪᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄʟɪᴘ ᴛʜᴀᴛ?

ᴅᴇʟᴇᴛᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴠᴏᴅ

ᴍᴏᴅꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ʙᴀɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ

ꜱᴛʀᴇᴀᴍ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛɪɴɢ ꜱᴏᴏɴ

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ɪ'ᴍ ʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍʏ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴠɪᴇᴡ

ᴛʜɪꜱ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ɴᴏᴛ ɢᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴀ ᴄᴏᴘʏʀɪɢʜᴛ ꜱᴛʀɪᴋᴇ

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✉▐  ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ꜰᴀɴᴍᴀɪʟ ┊ ☾ answered ask. ☽

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❀▐  ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ꜱᴜᴄʜ ᴀ ᴠɪʙᴇ ┊ ☾ musings. ☽

☑▐  ʜᴇʏ ᴄʜᴀᴛ ᴅɪᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄʟɪᴘ ᴛʜᴀᴛ? ┊ ☾ save. ☽

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[lucentmaiden]

✚ ᴖ divider dump ｡ 𓂅 ⋆

⏔ ☾ some dividers i've made ☽ ⏔

ᘏ⑅ᘏ feel free to recolour or edit !!

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[bumblebeesfromvenus]

Soft Feathers, Softer Kisses 🦉

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I'm soooo excited for y'all to see this!!!!

My first time writing for Telemachus and EPIC in general so please go easy on me 🥲

This was born from my need to smooch Tele. He's so cute 🥹

*the art is not mine, I got it from pinterest, if anyone knows the artists lmk pls!*

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You're betrothed to the prince of Ithaca. His father is lost at sea and 108 suitors are pushing his mother to choose a new king. When one of them insults the queen, a fight breaks loose, and you end up fiercely defending your lover with a determined owl at your side.

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The sound of your sandals on the smooth palace floor echoed off the marble walls, the fabric of your chiton that wasn't bunched up in your hands was brushing against your legs while you hurried towards the hall.

The commotion had managed to make its way through the entire building like a breeze of the salty sea air.

Still, the news reached you later than you'd have liked.

Worry and anger twisted in your chest, a feeling like countless arrows piercing your heart. Your lungs were burning, no breath managing to get enough oxygen in your blood.

You had to hurry.

They would eat him alive.

You were well aware of the suitors. The 108 men who'd grown stubborn roots in the palace and refused to leave without getting a chance.

The king had been gone for so long, leaving his throne empty and his family behind. It had been two decades since he sailed off to war.

Not many believed he was even still among the living, instead thinking he was slaving away in his place in the Underworld.

The queen managed to keep the kingdom from ruin for years, ever since her beloved left, and yet they insisted on a new a king, a new man to wear the crown and sit upon the throne.

A new man to take Penelope as his wife.

The moment they showed up at the gates you'd stared at them with disgust, boring into them with your sharp gaze.

None of them were fit to lead, let alone rule an entire kingdom.

The queen stalled and stalled, the hope of her husband's return heavy on her heart.

However, the suitors soon grew impatient. Causing havoc within the walls of the palace, pounding on Penelope's doors, threatening bloodshed if she didn't choose a new king.

And now, your betrothed, the prince of Ithaca, was caught in the middle of it all because he was cursed with a heart too big for his body.

When you turned the corner of the hallway, you were met with a sight that made your heart shatter and wrath boil in your veins.

The suitors had circled Telemachus, leaving him trapped with no way out while Antinous stood over him, broad shoulders throwing shadows on the face of your beloved.

He was beaten and bloodied, heaving while trying to fight back.

Although a small, proud smile cracked on your face when you saw some of the men limping or nursing their bruised eyes.

Even Antinous was left with crimson streaks dripping from his mouth, staining his teeth. Your feet were carrying you further in their direction, a mindless action.

Panic struck you when Antinous raised his hand to deliver another blow.

Without thinking, you called out to him, rage tinting your voice accompanied by the angry grinding of your teeth.

"Antinous!" You yelled, a scowl on your face as you forced your way through the ocean of suitors.

"Get away from him!"

The giant man lowered his hand with a deep chuckle and turned to face you with a smirk that made the previously boiling blood to freeze.

"If it isn't the little princess. Come to save your prince, have you? I swear it's the other way around."

The grin that sat on his face, his bloodstained teeth exposed, made bile rise up your throat.

The men chuckled, making Telemachus' head fall forward in shame.

You payed them no mind, rushing to your lover.

Giving Antinous a look that could kill, you kneeled down next to Telemachus and cupped his face, a worried crease forming between your brows while you gently brushed your thumb over the blooming bruise on his cheek to soothe it.

"Look at you.. you're bleeding!" You gasped, quickly using your chiton to wipe away the blood on his face.

"I'm fine, I promise."

Telemachus gave you an unconvincing smile, followed by a wince. The worried look on your face tugged at his heart.

You looked like you were about to cry, and he hated to think that he was the reason.

"You're not fine. You're bruised and-and what if you broke a bone? How did this even happen? They knew there'd be consequences if they-"

the words just spilled out of you, the concern for your lover was something you could no longer contain.

He cupped your cheek and smiled weakly.

"My love, please. I assure you, I'm alright-"

He was cut off by Antinous, a scoff falling from his split lips. You scowled again and rose from your knees, a panicked expression appearing on your beloved's face.

"No, don't-"

Telemachus grasped at your hand, only for you to gently tug it from his grip as you approached Antinous.

Only when you made your way over to the grinning man did you notice a big owl circling the suitors, flying high towards the tall ceiling.

You spared it a glance, noting the magnificent coloring of its feathers and the bright eyes filled with something you could only describe as a sense of justice.

Not once had you see such determination in an animal, but it managed to put your mind at ease a little.

"You filthy dog! Who do you think you are?! He is your prince, whether you like it or not. And you have no right-" you snarled, raising your hand to point a finger at him.

He quickly caught your wrist in his fierce grip, a deep frown sitting on his face.

Antinous glanced at Telemachus, who was holding his aching side trying to pull himself off the ground, before averting his eyes back to you.

"He doesn't look very princely to me."

The smirk he sported was enough to make the fire in your chest spread even more.

"You-" you sneered only to be interrupted by Antinous again.

"What? Hm? What will you do?"

"Stop." Telemachus heaved, supporting himself on a marble pillar.

You didn't let yourself be intimidated by him and rivaled him with a look just as sharp.

"There's a special place in Tarturus for you, Antinous. If he'd even allow it." You spoke quietly but firmly, feeling satisfaction bloom in your heart at his reaction.

Antinous scowled, tightening his grip around your wrist.

"He," he began, "is dead."

You smirked, a scoff making its way past your lips.

"You better pray to the gods. Lady Tyche is not on your side. You'll be lucky enough if he even grants you a way to the Underworld. I hope you have enough gold on hand. Because the only way you're getting across the Styx is in pieces." You spat at him, venom dripping from your tongue.

Antinous bared his teeth, fury blazing in his eyes as he raised his other hand in the air, presumably to strike you.

"Get."

Telemachus' voice boomed through the hall, a scorned look on his face.

"Your hands. Off of her." He sneered, pushing himself away from the pillar.

"Do you want another beating, boy?" The giant man roared, almost crushing your wrist in his hand.

Down came your feathered friend, swooping in with its sharp claws and a chilling screech, successfully tearing open a new scar across Antinous' eye. He cried out and dropped your wrist, clutching his face instead.

The other men quickly drew their swords, swinging at the bird, only to miss and receive a peck from its beak against any vulnerable spot.

The owl evaded the suitors' weapons with such grace and struck back with such vigor that you were almost mesmerized.

"Αγάπη μου." *(my love)

Telemachus' gentle call for you snapped you out of your haze.

"Are you hurt?" He asked, worried Antinous had caused you any harm. You stared at him, your lips parted.

"I... no. No, I'm alright. We should leave." You said hurried, supporting his weight while you dragged him down an opposite corridor.

You spared the suitors and the mysterious owl a last glance, a smirk tugging at your lips at the sight of 108 men being defeated by a bird.

Antinous caught your gaze, and he snarled at you, still holding his eye.

"Next time.." he called out after you, "you're dead."

The threat sent an unpleasant shiver down your spine, but he was quickly put back in line by the owl, who promptly delivered a peck to the top of his head.

With a small smile playing on your face, you led your beloved back to his rooms to take care of his wounds.

.·:*¨༺ ༻¨*:·.

Back in your chambers, you knelt in front of Telemachus, a worried crease between your brows while you gently held a damp linen cloth to his swollen and split knuckles.

The pure white fabric was stained with the crimson blood of your lover, a sting in your heart.

Telemachus sighed and took your chin in his hand, tilting your head to look him in the eyes.

"Λουλούδι μου, your expression pains me. I'd rather see your heartwarming smile." He spoke with a small grin, hissing when his busted lip reopnend and the blood began pouring once more. *(my flower)

Quickly, you pressed the cloth to his mouth, a deep frown on your face.

"And your state pains me. You-... You could've died. These are vicious, feral men, and as much as I don't doubt your ability to stand your ground, 108 against 1.... the odds weren't on your side." You replied, such sadness in your eyes it made Telemachus' heart ache.

"I wouldn't be able to live with myself if..." you sighed deeply, tears threatening to fall from your lashline while your head fell forward.

His gentle hands cupped your face, the rag in your grasp long forgotten.

"But I'm okay. I promise you, my love, it's barely a scratch." A smile cracked on his face and you couldn't help but chuckle, followed by a sniffle.

"You have a larger heart than all those men combined." You whispered, pressing your palm right above his beating heart.

Telemachus cupped your hand and placed a gentle kiss to your forehead. Your eyes fell shut at the sensation as you melted further into his touch.

"Besides," he broke the silence, a smirk on his lips, "I had help."

He glanced towards his balcony and you followed his line of sight, being met with the owl resting contently on the railing, curiosity in its bright eyes.

"Yes," you chuckled, rising to your feet and walking towards the creature, gently dragging Telemachus behind you by his hand, "your mysterious feathered friend. Care to introduce me?"

"Right. Her name's Ath-"

he was cut off when the owl screeched at him and furiously flapped her wings. He startled and chuckled nervously, clearing his throat.

"I-I meant A... Alena. Yes. Her name's Alena."

If an owl had shoulders and they could sag, this is what you'd imagine it'd look like.

You laughed softly, watching as the bird narrowed her sharp eyes at Telemachus. He swallowed thickly and gave her an awkward smile.

"Well, Thank you." You said sincerely, smiling when the owl bowed her head at you.

What a curious creature.

"We should get you some ointments for those cuts and bruises."

You turned back to your beloved.

"I told you, I'm totally fi- ow."

He winced, holding his side that would undoubtedly bloom with purples and blues come evening. You sighed softly and shook your head at him.

"You're too sweet for your own good sometimes."

You caressed his cheekbone and pressed your lips to his in a gentle kiss, minding his injuries. He hummed into the kiss, resting his hands on your waist.

Lost in your embrace, the owl made another sound, something closer to the typical hoot, averting your attention to her.

She ruffled her feathers and with a last glance at the both of you she took off into sky. With a content expression you watched her glisten in the afternoon sun.

Telemachus had a bright smile on his face and waved after her, watching as she flew into the sunset, disappearing behind the horizon.

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a leveled gaze, one quickly turning into a narrow glare filled with suspicion, “lira? did. you. eat. my. sweet. roll?”

𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌 / 𝙰𝙻𝚆𝙰𝚈𝚂 𝙰𝙲𝙲𝙴𝙿𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶.

mouth entirely too full to respond she turns to look at him , an uncomfortable silence shared as she chews. his gaze , now fixed upon her , only hardening. her first impulse is to defend herself , though it was an honest mistake and therefore , she feels no remorse. it's not like she'd done it maliciously.

❝ how was i meant to know it was yours ? it was left unattended. ❞ on the table , where anyone could help themselves. she knows , because she's been eyeing it for a while now. ❝ you have had plenty of opportunities to eat it all day and i have watched you choose not to. seems to me like you didn't want it much at all. ❞