#cupcakesmuses

[arch-faes-son]

@cupcakesmuses bc i wanted a boy to kiss Perrin (eventually)

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"Hey! Gods its been so long!" Killian rushes up behind the taller man.

This was going to turn into a dangerous situation if he hadnt asked for help... Throwing an arm around the mans shoulders, He pulls him in to whisper in his ear. "Don't look but I'm being followed, please just walk me to my carriage house." He looks up at him, brown eyes pleading.

It was evident that Killian probably had a bit too much to drink, but the two big men looming behind him was a telling sign.

[tru-neutral-good]

@cupcakesmuses Gets a requested DND verse for Vera (requested by me)

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Vera was the kind of assassin that people hear of through whispers. They were raised to hide, infiltrate, stalk and kill, and ever since they were fifteen the ante was raised exponentially. They were loaned out to the highest bidder, to kill anyone under the sun with very little reservations about it. Until there was a bust on the underground organization, and Vera changed custody from them to the kingdom.

The security of her cell was high but so was the quality, they hadnt lived in such luxury in a long while. They figured the king would have to call in a favor sometime, if they were being treated like this and not executed.

And that was correct.

Put before the king with a knight by their side, they knelt, looking up at the throne. Their assignment was pretty simple. 'take care of' another king that is encroaching on his territory. Sure. Though the king let them both know that the knight by their side would be accompanying them to make sure they wouldn't escape. so on a short leash as well...

"I don't work well with others."

They say as they rifle through the bag of their belongings they wouldn't let them have in containment, shrugging on a jacket they look back at the knight in question.

"ready to go, pretty boy?"

[whomuses]

“ i think my nurse is trying to kill me. ” - Trent to Ted. What landed Trent in the hospital? That's up to you ;)

"Well, now, who wants to kill you, Nancy Drew?" Ted kept his tone light, friendly, wondering just where this was coming from. Admittedly, he was pretty sure Trent was on some of the good painkillers, but still, it was a heck of a thing to hear from a friend.

[the-last-command]

"big city, wrong choices." - @courier2lw

{ Redwood’s look of contempt was unrivaled. Anger. Disgust. Wrath. All of that was there in his eyes. Along with the drive to kill. To maim. }

{ What words West had to say, fell on deaf ears. Every ignorant to advice, Ares could care less about this city and it’s laws. It’s laws were meaningless. The Sheriff made it so . . . by his own corruption. He’s hurt many, many people, yet always appeared “virtuous” in the eyes of the public. Ares could not abide. He could not allow it to continue. }

{ He must end this monopoly on violence. With his own methods. }

“Out of my way.”

{ The mercenary grabbed West. His vicious eyes stared at West, almost like some hungry wolf disturbed before his kill. It was as if, Ares was ready to hurt West as well. Ares relented, but kept his objective firm. He wanted West to understand where he was coming from. }

“Someone needs to put him down. These people are blind. Cowards. It might as well be my burden. My action to take!”  

[theaccursedninth]

@cupcakesmuses dares to cross the Accursed...

[Let's wind back the clock for a moment. The year is 2013: a time before Mad Titans and Infinity Stones and the great "Blip" that sent the Universe into a frenzy for half a decade. Here, an ancient evil has just awoken, after so many centuries of slumber. They are the Dark Elves, a fearsome race led by the ever more fearsome Malekith. Survivors of a war when the worlds were yet new, they have at last returned to their barren planet, which is where we find them now...]

It was often these days that the Accursed Malekith found himself wandering the grounds beyond his quarters. So surreal it felt, to walk among the ash and rubble of Svartalfheim after all this time. Like a faraway dream, murmured a voice, an ancient voice with an ancient lilt preceding his fallen world. Malekith ignored the voice, tightening his hold on the hilt of his sword. Not a dream, he thought, as his blue-on-black eyes surveyed the toxic sky. Dark Elves and all they embodied were much better suited for the stuff of nightmares. Nonetheless, this ghoulish race was his responsibility, and so he'd taken it upon himself to carefully and meticulously patrol at night. After all, a leader's duty, he'd often expressed, was to prioritize his peoples' survival, and what better way than to identify a threat, himself?

Oh, but irony saw fit to mess with him this evening: no sooner had he turned a corner, than his eerie, iridescent eyes widened and he stopped cold. There, in the distance, was a figure not of Svartalfheim origin. At a glance, they did not particularly seem threatening, but Malekith had lived long enough to know appearances were never to be taken lightly. He grit his teeth, unearthing his sword. Then, the Accursed stepped out of the shadows, eyes narrowed and a growl in his voice.

"Identify yourself, stranger. I do not take kindly to visitors."

[brokenreality--xa]

new discord. hmu if you wanna keep in touch. gunna be on a wee hiatus again from here. also we can write on discord if you want too.

blood.honey.

(make sure you add the two periods)

@cupcakesmuses

@lotuskissed

me jus taggin a few of you that i still communicate with once in a blue moon. anyone else is free to add.

[proelio-procusi-a]

@cupcakesmuses continued from here

Keaka waited patiently. Something about this temple didn't feel as confining as some of the others they had visited. Perhaps that was a good sign for what ever Perrin was going through but when he was back rather quickly she wondered if her gut instinct was wrong. "Yeah I could go for some food." She spoke with a small smile.

"What sort of budget do we have for the inn? I could get some quick cash if I can fence some of the jewelry I have if we need to." Her voice was lower on the second part not wanting to have too many people know about how she often made her money.

[whomuses]

i've got you. hold on. - ted to jamie :)

"I'm okay, I'm okay -" he was insisting, some part of him still stuck in that be tough mentality, but admittedly, Jamie really did not feel okay. His head was spinning, as he let the yank support him, forcing himself to breathe through his mouth. "Don' worry 'bout me, s'all good -"

[tru-neutral-good]

@cupcakesmuses @themightyzwei gets an elliot

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The library wasnt really like one of the prestigious ones in zedash or anything like that. They made a point to say that all are welcome, and keep that in their actions. That might've meant more riff raff but as far as Elliot could see, not really. He didn't really batt an eye at the taller, a little bit worse for wear man that came in during their shift as the clerk.

"Hello!" he beams a smile. "Is there anything i can help you find?"

[inthisfire-ifindrain]

Happy 9 years of shipping these two together!!! Almost a decade!!! 🥰🥰

@cupcakesmuses @courier2lw

[not-your-chosen]

They smile under the mask obscuring the lower half of their face. "Certainly a romantic notion, Soldier. He will have a fair trial, of course, to figure the intent but for now: lets get you to the healers." Moving to turn the both of them away walking and talking with one of the advisors.

they hold onto his waist and slings his arm around her shoulders. Talking to the advisor, strategizing where to take him, they sigh at seeing no option other than the concubine quarters, the others options taken.

"Send the healers to the consorts quarters. Tell the men there about the situation too, i want no confusion."

"Yes, my King."

Walking thought the ornate blue tiled palace, it seemed like forever to get up the round staircase over to the atrium of the concubines common room.

The room in itself was an octagon leading into the private quarters of each concubine, the place looked like an oasis, glass ceiling shaded by intricately dyed cloth, lots of plants and cushions placed for people to sit. The four men were all looking at Perrin as soon as he entered, though they all had enough restraint to not really be in the way too much.

The healers took it from there, taking the man into an unoccupied quarters and looking over the wounds as the king pulled away, watching from the doorframe for a moment before turning back into the atrium

Aaaaaaa royalty!sadiha and Perrin tho????? @cupcakesmuses

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“My king!” The entire room let’s out a forlorn sigh. This man, the one entering the royal court with a man currently bleeding on the sheer white shirt he had on, is what in polite company sadiha would call a pest. The man was a scammer on every level, and comes to her regularly to bring offerings.

The veiled woman-king sits tall on a throne of purple wood and amber, their robes a blue so deep that no commoner had seen the depth of before, and all adorned with golden silk thread. The veil on her head is dark, but one can see the movement of her eyes as they squint at the man. He goes on some long winded spiel about bringing them the best concubine from his travels north and their masked mouth frowns.

“I do not see a concubine before me, no. Only a wounded soldier. I… accept your.. gracious gift none the less.” They say, standing from the throne, diaphanous fabric parts to show an olive toned hand reaching for the hurting man.

The herald closes the court of their banglador excellency as they move to ghost their hand at the small of the man’s back, casting a small healing spell. Nothing too intense, just enough to keep the blood at bay.

A royal guard moves to their other side and the woman-king whispers something in their ear. The man, now trying to leave, is intercepted by crowns guard and carted away before both of their eyes.

[springvaletales]

⋆ NAME?: Soli

⋆ PRONOUNS?: She/They (anything goes, really, so long as it's not meant insultingly).

⋆ MOST ACTIVE MUSE(S)?: Michael, though I've been making an effort to put his four friends in the spotlight more, as they were originally meant to be. XD It's tough tho, because I also never turn down an opportunity to use some of my worldbuilding characters for some memes.

⋆ RP PET PEEVES?: Responses that disregard details or actions my muses have openly made/have/done. It makes me feel like my response wasn't actually read, but more skimmed just enough for the other person to continue writing the idea they already had down. If there's going to be an established plot or action sequence, I'd at least like a heads up so it doesn't feel like my muses are suddenly being benched for a Main Character cutscene.

Alternatively, responses that know things about my muse(s) that wouldn't be common knowledge (like who Michael's real patron is, knowing about Haaruma's scars, knowing how Bashur broke his horns, etc.). I'm cool with plotting for muses to know that kind of thing going in, but when it happens without any communication between writers it feels like metagaming, and makes the thread less of a collaboration.

⋆ EXPERIENCE / HOW MANY YEARS?: I've been writing/RPing in some form for about 15 years now. I started off trading giant empty notebooks with friends between classes to write painfully 2000's self-insert fics, and moved to Tumblr in 2009 when I realized there were social spaces beyond Facebook.

I've been here ever since. >:3c

⋆ FLUFF, ANGST, OR SMUT?: Of the three I most prefer fluff. I am ace, so writing smut, for me, is an exercise in frustration (I don't want to bang, but my muses do, and what my fictional children want they get even if it kills me) and takes a looooong time, so it's not usually something I share with others.

I do like angst, but only if it's wrapped up with some comfort at the end. I went through a period of my life a few years ago where all I wanted to read was angst, and it burnt me out like a dry piece of hay. I had to step away from angst fics for a few years, and while I'm better at handling that kind of content now, I still prefer it to have some kind of happy or hopeful ending.

⋆ PLOTS OR MEMES?: Both!! I love plotting out longer threads with people (whether serious, silly, or other), but I think memes are a great way to just throw characters together and see how they click!

I also like using meme interactions in the backgrounds of longer threads, to either quietly establish how muses met or just as extra information we can pepper in to past interactions.

⋆ LONG OR SHORT REPLIES?: As long as the response can move the thread forward and I have something to react to, I don't care how long it is. I tend to make mine a couple paragraphs, if ever possible, just because I like to give my writing partner's as much as I can to work with, but I never want to pressure anyone to match lengths.

I've lived that pressure, hated it, and don't wish it on anyone.

⋆ TIME TO WRITE?: Usually the evenings, 5pm-midnight. Sometimes inspiration strikes during the day, but I usually don't have time on a workday to fully write out responses, so I just have to sit on them until I get home.

⋆ ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSE(S)?: Now that I've gotten into therapy, yes. There are many ways in which I am like my muses. A lot of those ways are kind of personal, and I'm still fully detangling them all in my head, but I have definitely been using these poor NPCs to work through some things through D&D.

Tagged by: @deaddoveadventures

Tagging: @cupcakesmuses, @wanderingarcherviola

[sanguinespirited]

Astarion likes to (ง'̀-'́)ง

BOLD what applies - italicise sometimes. cross out nevers.  repost,  don’t reblog.

fights honourably / fights dirty

prefers close - quarters  /  prefers range

chats during  /  goes silent

low pain tolerance  / high pain tolerance

attacks in bursts  /  attacks steadily

goes for the kill / aims to disarm /  fights defensively  /  strikes first

is provoked easily  /  provokes their opponent  /  teases

gets visibly frustrated /  shouts while attacking

uses strategy   /  focuses on the battle  / experiences conflicting thoughts during battle

rushes in recklessly  /  tries to read their opponent before engaging

fights wildly  / fights calmly /  fights apathetically  /  fights with anger  /  fights with excitement / fights with delight

fights because they have to  /  fights because they want to

fights without regard to wounds  /  runs away when wounded / hides wounds  /   takes a blow to protect another

prefers a blade  /  prefers a gun  /  prefers hand to hand combat  /  prefers a bow  /  prefers a shield  / prefers a personalised weapon  / prefers magic, alchemy or spells

their greatest weakness is physical /  their greatest weakness is mental  /  their greatest weakness is emotional

transforms for battle  / fights as they appear

relies on strength  / doubts their strength /  relies on speed

uses everything they have  / proceeds with caution /  hides their full potential

exhausts quickly / has high stamina

behaves arrogantly  /  brags after landing a hit  / belittles their abilities

uses psychological tactics /  uses brute strength

avoids civilians  /  strikes down civilians

damages surroundings  /  avoids damaging surroundings

signature fighting style / makes it up as they go

mastered skill - set  / learning their skill - set

fancy footwork   / sloppy footwork

messy fighter  / elegant fighter

accepts defeat  /  refuses defeat  /  begs for mercy

compliments their opponent /  insults their opponent

uses unnecessary movements  /  moves efficiently  / barely moves

prefers to dodge /  prefers to block

defends their blindside  /  has no blindside  / leaves blindsides vulnerable

uses all available advantages /  strictly uses one main method

plays around  / holds back  /  fights ruthlessly  /  shows mercy

waits for an opponent to be ready  /  strikes when opponent isn’t ready

fears death  /  fears pain  /  fears killing

has ptsd  / avoids fighting

has lost a fight  /  has won a fight

has killed  /  refuses to kill / enjoys killing

wants to die standing  /  would succumb slowly

Tagged by: Nobody #stolen

Tagging: @cupcakesmuses (for whomever you'd like to do) @lotuskissed @winterfollows

[therapardalis]

cupcakesmuses·:

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“Well, excuse me for having a ounce of child-like wonder about me person!” Dan exclaimed, jumping and pointing to another strange pink jellyfish looking creature floating by.

“Those things are enormous! What’s the point of being a tourist if not to be excited about the new place you’ve gone to?” He laughed, “I’m just as excitable about Liverpool, too.”

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“Alright, fine - !” Thera tried to pretend she was rolling her eyes, but a smile gave her away, “You’re a huge walking pile of childlike wonder. How ‘bout that?”

And thank goodness for it, really. She thought it was fair to have just a bit of caution about the rather big pink sea creatures, but on the other hand she could be awfully jaded, and Dan’s enthusiasm was coaxing her out of it.

Not to mention being infectious, and she chuckled as she steered the boat along. “I haven’t been to Liverpool in ages ... maybe one day you could give me a tour?”

[spideystark]

Friendly reminder to follow these people:

@unpaidpiper / @grandtheftjeep / @changlingfae / @recklessxenough (and to many more for me to tag them all)

@cleverestofclevermen / @constable / @galacticforces (and more but like)

@winloseorcharmed (and I don't remember the other urls 🥲 it's been awhile)

@brokenandlonelysouls

@behindtheireyes

@cupcakesmuses

@rex-rp

@ I know I'm forgetting people but brain mush, no thoughts, only vibes.

[brokenreality--xa]

GET TO KNOW THE MUN

ᴡʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ yᴏᴜʀ ᴩʜᴏɴᴇ ᴡᴀʟʟᴩᴀᴩᴇʀ? red dead redemption 2 : here.

ʟᴀꜱᴛ ꜱᴏɴɢ ʟɪꜱᴛᴇɴᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ: fearless soul - tom player

ᴄᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛʟy ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ: hooked. its not very good but least it only cost me 13 bucks.

ʟᴀꜱᴛ ᴍᴏᴠɪᴇ: oh lord. i don't remember. been too long.

ʟᴀꜱᴛ ꜱʜᴏᴡ: once upon a time / fallout

ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴀʀᴇ yᴏᴜ ᴡᴇᴀʀɪɴɢ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ɴᴏᴡ? jeans, socks, tank top, shirt and a pull over. its cold in my home.

ʜᴏᴡ ᴛᴀʟʟ ᴀʀᴇ yᴏᴜ? 5'10''

ᴩɪᴇʀᴄɪɴɢꜱ / ᴛᴀᴛᴛᴏᴏꜱ? piercing on lobes and upper left ear.

tattoos: side of left wrist (smol stitches), left upper arm (murder of crows), left shoulder blade (firefly here. and yes that's my picture), left ankle (dashes with 'cut here' and three stars above. one in blue, orange, green). I want to fix the murder of crows to be more bioshock in the future. The other is tlou and gtav.

ɢʟᴀꜱꜱᴇꜱ / ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀᴄᴛꜱ? glasses

ʟᴀꜱᴛ ᴛʜɪɴɢ yᴏᴜ ᴀᴛᴇ? sour fruity belts

ꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ? teal, blue, white, green, brown (literally the earth)

ᴄᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛ ᴏʙꜱᴇꜱꜱɪᴏɴ: red dead redemption 2, once upon a time

ᴅᴏ yᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ᴄʀᴜꜱʜ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ɴᴏw? only on my boyfriend.

ꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ꜰɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ: i don't really have favorites. guess it depends on fandom? GoT i love jaime, theon, margaery. idk.

ʟᴀꜱᴛ ᴩʟᴀᴄᴇ yᴏᴜ ᴛʀᴀᴠᴇʟᴇᴅ: phoenix, az to visit mother in law in hospital. three hour drive, yuck.

ᴛᴀɢɢᴇᴅ ʙy: no one but i stole it from @lotuskissed

♥ ᴛᴀɢɢɪɴɢ: @shctsfired @cupcakesmuses and anyone else. idk. xD