#LucxsNorth

[brooklynislandgirl]

@lucxsnorth​

There was a familiar whiff of a scent beneath the coffee ~supposedly a thing strong enough to fool the noses of even trained police canines~ and the baked goods. It has her spine stiffening and and she scans the coffee shop for the source of the memory, distant as it is. It doesn’t take her long because he stands out, doesn’t he? It isn’t the height, really, accentuated by the leanness of his frame. Or the long face and sharp features that have always put her in mind of an all-seeing bird. Nor even the striking combination of night-black hair and piercing blue with fair English skin. She actually can’t put her finger on exactly what it is about him, but it doesn’t matter. Something in her chest breaks. She can’t remember how long it’s been and while she should have taken his absence the way most normal women would ~a clear sign of non interest~ she was never built that way. She grabs her cup and makes a beeline for him. Just as suddenly she wraps her arms around his waist and hugs him tight enough that she can almost feel his bones. “Will! Oh gosh! I-I nevah t’ought I’d see ya again! How ya been?!” She slings herself into the nearest empty seat and waves him to join her. “So tell me everyt’ing! How ya been? Got married an’ have kids now? Made a trip t’ da Kuiper belt? Got eaten by dragons?” 

[stcriestcld]

Look, Chloe's not going to say [I will kill you (to Lucas)] because, well, her job

Duvessa will say it

Ros will say it

Shae will say it because how DARE he not be seduced by her

Shadow will say it but she wants to kill like 90% of the mortals she meets so no offense meant

Victoria works with him in one verse so she's definitely going to say it

If Vic's gonna say it, Peggy's gonna say it

Dylan will try not to say it just because Vessa hates him but eventually she will say it

Edith will say it without hesitation

And he reminds Sera of Loki so, there you go, she's gonna say it

[therapardalis]

What Kind of Body of Water Are You?

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A Bathtub

The only result that is warm. You are comforting, nurturing, and gentle. I imagine you were born in the month of June, January, or November.

There's something about you that when people are with you, they can be themselves to the greatest extent. You have to be careful though my dear, you are bound to be taken advantage of and exploited. My advice is to keep your friends close and your enemies closer, because you need to be able to keep a close watch on those who will think of you as someone who they can manipulate, and you need to have the upper hand.

However, do not let this make you go cold and heartless, because you are warmth, light, and golden rays of joy. Don't forget it.

Presented without comment, except for Ares sniggering in the background and Thera yelling “EXCUSE YOU, I AM A FUCKING DELIGHT!”

[manmcde-blog1]

10. Does your muse have nightmares? What about?

Angsty Character Questions

@lucxsnorth

Gasping for air in crushing darkness. Desperate screams, leather binds cutting into his skin as he struggles to answer their futile pleas. Fingers gripping his hair until the freezing flood fills his lungs. The piercing crackles as pain replaces every sense, overloading and rattling his body as it steals control. The suffocating scent of burnt flesh. Ashen skin, sunken eyes that always follow him no matter how he begs him to rest.    

(However, self-medicating with sedatives keeps his nightmares at bay.)

[agentharrisonofshield-a]

@lucxsnorth @satanfish

A collection of bears I have encountered in the last few days:

He looks like he knows he’s fabulous

This little guy had three friends in the other corners of the mirror

He touched the butt

This is a bad photo because I was trying to get a shot of this guy pondering life inside a closed art gallery

He shot the butt

Mama bear dares you to touch her babies

Apparently in Vail Village bears can have weddings

He really wants that nut the squirrel is showing off

[storiedprince-blog]

3. What is something that was never addressed at all in the canon material that you have independently developed for your muse?

more meta plz. ll accepting.

hey kleffy my platonic pal skip this one because spoilers abound. also it’s going under a cut but all those who have not read the sandman and want to be surprised by its ending should probably skip this – the series is much more rewarding when you don’t see that final plot twist coming, trust me.

that said, the rest of you who know what morpheus had a hand in, meet me under the cut!

So canon gives us… vague ideas Morpheus might have been responsible for his own death and set it all up after a long game spanning most of the story’s ‘modern’ timeline, but we have neither confirmation nor a clear path from point A to point B. To this day I see a lot of people debating who, exactly, is responsible for the plot of The Kindly Ones, and I think that’s great storytelling on Neil’s part. It’s just that from where I am sitting, Morpheus is the one who started all of it, and it was part of long-term manipulations on his part.

My canon is always that Morpheus was planning his death from fairly early on in the narrative, and used many people around him to that end. Most obviously, he destroyed Lyta and Daniel Hall to his own ends, but there were others accounted for in his scheming -- Loki, especially, was used and then hung out to dry in the course of his planning in my opinion. Whatever it took to get out of being Dream, he was willing to do, no matter who he had to use or who got hurt -- it would not be his problem in the aftermath.

To this end, I’ve developed more clear cut motivations, timing, and incentive for Morpheus to be his own downfall. How he tried to rise and be the better person and when that failed resorted to being far worse than he ever had in the past. I ultimately write so the whole story is a Greek tragedy where Morpheus’ narrative ending is as cathartic for him as it is rage-inducing in its influence on everyone around him.

So basically I plug up intentional holes in canon that Neil designed to add an air of mystery and declare it ‘My City Now.’ :p

[sinnhelmingrmoved]

😙 - what was the first character you ever rolplayed as?

people made a movie out of this shit. ll accepting.

On tumblr? I made a blog for Silas from The Graveyard Book for like five seconds once in high school, had no idea how to RP, and lost the login before the day was done. So. Yeah?

[daespoina]

029. What sort of sense of humour does your character have?

While she’s certainly serious related to work matters, a sure thing that would always make her laugh are cat memes or cat videos. She doesn’t even get mad when you send her some in the dead of the night and mostly replies with a 😹- emoji. And a heart.Of course, she also has to be a master in witty banter, but that seems to be a prerequisite for someone in her line of work and interacting with many people.

Other than that, she has quite the thing for good old Schadenfreude. It goes hand in hand with ... disliking so many people, especially those of a higher status, and she sometimes has a childlike glee in seeing their downfall. Even more when she’s orchestrated it.

source: 100 QUESTIONS ABOUT MY CHARACTER (accepting) | @lucxsnorth

[royalchemy]

★ what kind of phone do they have?

@lucxsnorth

samar uses an iphone because of how streamlined it feels but I’m pretty sure if linux ever managed a successful phone (they’ve tried) she’d go for that. 

the important thing is what does she use it for? and the answer is she’s designed a couple of apps for private use between herself and those close to her. she designed an entire scrabble/words with friends type game for an ongoing game between her & @sniperwithasmoke. she also uses the im feature in that app to check on him and bug him about taking care of himself (eating, sleep breaks, etc) regardless of time zone. 

she has a private e-reader with uploads of some of her more benign/less rare tomes, in case she ever needs to check something. she’s also designed a brain puzzle game for herself that involves wordplay through complex timed translations of dead languages and symbols. and then she has an app to track her migraines, sleep disorders, and synesthesia. 

[truaillithe-blog]

💔 (for Sophie)

Send 💔 and I’ll describe my muse’s mental scars as if they were physical.

The pain seemed constant - spreading over her scalp, down her shoulders, along her spine - so quick and fast that she woke up in tears, shuddering in bed.  Her heart was pounding in her chest, sucking the breath from her more with every breath she attempted to take.  She lifted her hands up pressing against the pain in her head, as if that would stop the throbbing.  There was no stopping this pain, no healing this wound.  It poured infection and bile into her every breath - every moment of her life.  There was no escaping her memories, her past - it was the wound that would never heal.  Ever.

[zensbooksale]

i made a choice. this is my family.

critical role sentence starters !!!@lucxsnorth

Shae reached over and took his hands in hers.  “Lucas.  Darling.  Do you see me cozying up to Isten just because we had no one but each other when we came here?”  Never mind that Isten wouldn’t have gone anywhere near her in the beginning, and still avoided her even after all this time.  “Your kin aren’t the most supportive of people, you know.  Surely you can find a better family than them.”  It was a concept she’d picked up from the youth passing through her store - ‘found family’.  Shae rather liked the idea.

[brooklynislandgirl]

👀 Beth + Lucas/"Will"

Three Glimpses from the Inside || Accepting

I. Leather Elbows and Tweed JacketsThey spend hours ensconced on the patio of the little cafe, rain or shine. Hands wrapped around cups of coffee or tea, or otherwise wagging and fluttering as they debate or theorise, or simply wax poetic about the likes of Wilde, Gaiman, Mahler, Rembrandt, Lennon, Lenin. His Russian is flawless, and he corrects some of her less noticeable flaws of meaning and then apologises. It’s a tick of his. And she never asks quite where a professor of literature would have picked up the language, because in the end it doesn’t really matter. She looks forward to these lively moments. He gives her Songs of Innocence. She returns the favour with Baudelaire, in its native French. Hughes and Ginsberg. Neruda and Gibran. He finally concedes after his gift of Khayyam earns him a dog-eared copy of the Mahabharata.One long finger rubs a nail at the corner of his eye. “I don’t...ah...Don’t really read Sanskrit.”She smiles at him over the rim of her tea cup. “...’S okay. Won’ hold i’ against ya.”

II. Twist and ShoutHe’s sitting on her front porch looking a little more ragged for the wear by the time that Beth makes it home from work. It doesn’t take long to usher Will inside and sit him down at the table. She tilts his head this way and that. His eyes are dull, there’s more than a touch of scruff on his normally clean-shaven face. He lets her check him over ~not that she finds anything other than lines and shadows that speak of sleep deprivation~ but he stops her from examining him any further. So, if he won’t talk about it and won’t let her treat him, she gets under his skin a different way. A six pack and half a bottle of rum later, and the music is a sensible volume. Lucas stands and sways more than anything, dipping away and around her, avoiding the way she’s dancing...near, if not exactly with him. He still doesn’t like touch, but she’s harmless and a little drunk and maybe he liked the way she laughs and tells him her own stories about people he’s never met, in places he’s never been. “Ya terrible-awful a’ dis, William.” “No one asked you, Bess.”But is it the truth? He sought her out for a reason. And while Lucas can lie to her with a ease that’s disturbing, he’s never been anything less than ruthlessly honest with himself. And just maybe...he’s come to enjoy her as a friend.III. Eyes of China Blue

The drizzle pours down in choleric fits.Suits his mood.It’s been weeks since she’s accepted his calls and miraculously ~a thing Lucas has long ceased believing in~ when he turns up in her ward, she’s managed to avoid detection. Forcing him to wonder that instead of turning her into an asset if the Home Office shouldn’t have simply recruited her instead and made her an agent. It shouldn’t be that hard to find one particularly colourful American in London, especially one who still has trouble with British currency and that unfortunate accent.The brisk breeze shivers along a few late season leaves across the path. She liked this park. Had told him it reminded her of New York’s infamous Central Park. It takes all of his self possession not to rush her flat on her back when her small hand slips through his arm and lays against his wool coat. There’s sharks on her Wellies. He doesn’t say anything, just keeps walking. A much slower pace than is comfortable, affording to her shorter stride.They turn the bend, past the pond where she likes to feed the water-fowl.“I...still no f’give ya, yet, f’ lyin’ t’ me dis whole time.”“Alright.”

But she leans in just the same. Brushes her cheek against his shoulder. He looks down to watch the drops of rain bead in the strands of dark hair.“An’ I don’ like Lucas. No gonna call ya dat. So y’ jus’ gonna have t’ stick with Will.”

“Very well.”

“Dat bein’ said...I...I’ll do it. Bu’ only if I work wi’ you. Miss....Ms Myers...she scare me.”“Me too, Beth. Me too.”

[stcriestcld]

satanfish:

"Sarge, I am way too sleep deprived to deal with your negativity right now" - Lucas to Ros

Ros just "EXCUSE ME"

Lucas just (shrug)

agentharrisonofshield:

OKAY BUT THAT IS THE MOST VIVIAN LINE

OMG Vivian says it and everyone just stops and finally Lucas is all "Did you just... sass Ros?"

Ros just "Better than the overeager puppy routine"

satanfish:

Lucas just "BETH, YOU BROKE VIVIAN"

Tariq just "wait wut"

agentharrisonofshield:

Also 10000% LOL at Lucas all "Beth you broke Vivian let the poor woman sleep" like Lucas. Not everything is Beth's fault.

satanfish:

Lucas is pretty certain you're wrong and that everything is actually Beth's fault

agentharrisonofshield:

Tariq is just "WAIT WHY IS THIS BETH'S FAULT" and Lucas is just "Beth, this is your fault, you have to explain sex to him"

Vivian is still just standing there stuck between horror that the Wrath of Ros is about to descend upon her and offense over the puppy comment and the need for more coffee

Ros is just "I hate all of you. So much. Once upon a time I worked with competent people" and in the background Ruth is just "Until you made them fake their deaths and flee the country"

Ros is just "WOW THAT WAS *YEARS* AGO RUTH GET OVER IT"

[therapardalis]

What’s your muse’s 19th Century Character Trope?

generator here :

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tagging: @myxcenterxstage, @twistedfortune, @capitanmuerto (if you’re ever back ;) ), and whoever would like to!

So I pressed the button a few times and they just kept getting better ...

Mysterious Tutor who has fallen upon Hard Times

“I’ve been cast adrift a few times, does that count?”

Genteel Governess with Ulterior Motives

“Careful Pris, I might have designs on your Uncle!”

Mysterious Protagonist who is having an Affair with the Groundskeeper 

“That’s a bit to unpack, for several reasons ...”

Troubled Heroine with 10,000 pounds a year

“Oh, yes troubled. So troubled. So, so troubled, woe. Sorry, what were we talking about again?”

[manmcde-blog1]

16. If your muse could talk to one person they’ve lost, who would it be?

Angsty Character Questions

@lucxsnorth

The last brother he lost – Marcas. By the time they turned sixteen, their bond and trust were unbreakable. A bond forged in blood and soot. Now, Aaron would seek his counsel. The choice to destroy everything they endured and suffered for continuously scratches at the corners of his mind, to render the lives of his brothers’ meaningless. To this day, Aaron craves his approval and still fears condemnation – the unknown forbidding his conscious to rest. 

Beyond this, Aaron needs guidance. His life had been paved before him, planned before he had time to create his own aspirations. Losing his purpose has left him lost in a society he doesn’t quite understand – feeling like he’s endlessly lost at sea in a starless night. Aaron needs direction, a new path and there’s only one opinion that ever mattered to him. 

[agentharrisonofshield-a]

lucxsnorth replied to your post “Hey Vivian, remember when you got turned into a cat for christmas?”

// Dear Nonnie: pls turn Vivian into a cat for Christmas pls pls pls pls. Sincerely, SatanFish

lucxsnorth replied to your post “Hey Vivian, remember when you got turned into a cat for christmas?”

// I mean... sup, Vivian, how ya doin' :D

//Wow Vivian hates you so fucking much right now how dare you betray her like this

...Also Vivian should absolutely be turned into a cat for Christmas.