#i daydream about jumping and sprouting wings and flying away

[karda]

the people who moved into the house added railings to my balcony

[aswann12]

Just something that I was working on, its dumb but I think it looks good for a days worth of doodling. Also made a little story to go along with It:

It was a quiet Wednesday evening in the city as people big and small went along with their business. From the more complex dragons to the more simple stuck figures, everyone had a place in a world And a place to be. And that was true for the 20 year old Jennifer stik as she happily hummed as she walked into a big glass building. This place was her family's business, stik inc., it was mainly a research/testing facility that made and tested some of the latest tech. Some of them are pretty useless like a Swiss army bottle opener, but some where worthy of the stik branding like indestructible body armor, trash fueled cars, ect. But the kinds of research that Jennifer in particular was interested in where size related or had something to do with changes in the body. It might sound weird to others but to jenny its her bread and butter of the science world.

As jenny entered a little cubicle section of the building she surveyed each and every worker in them as she passed by every one of them and tapped their desks to let others know that she’s coming. As she did this one of the stick figure workers, Alice, heard her tapping and blushed like mad as she tried her hardest to look busy. Other than a lack of arms there wasn’t much interesting about this young stick figure girl, she was light yellow with blue eyes, she had her hair did up in a ponytail (as she wanted to mimik jenny) with it ending in a blue tip, she had on a light orange t-shirt with no sleeves, a checkerboard skirt with a belt around her waist with a circular buckle on it, and she had no shoes on so she was a barefooter through and through. How the office allowed that is a mystery, but Alice didn’t mind much. And to top off the weirdness she also had little sticky notes scattered about with crude drawings of herself and jenny, but most depicted Alice to be a gentle giant to the tiny jenny. Alice often had to hide them so jenny wouldn't see them and think that she’s weird, or more accurately more weirder than she thinks.

As jenny passed by her cubicle she tried her best to not blush as she walked passed her. And she swore that jenny giggled as she passed, which turned Alice as red as a tomato from blushing. When jenny went into another room Alice sighed as she leaned back in her chair and lazily looked at her computer moniter. She then imagined all of the boring letters and numbers on her computer forming her and jenny as they held hands on a cliff side. Then her computer self leaned in for a kiss……then reality kicked in as the intercom above shook her out of her daydream. With all of the numbers and letters going back to the way they where Alice grumbled as she listened to the intercom to see what forced her to stop daydreaming about jenny.

*ATTENTION ALL EMPLOYEES, WE WILL BE HAVING A CHEMICAL TESTING AT ONE O'CLOCK TODAY. IF ANYONE WOULD LIKE TO VOLUNTEER AND HELP OUR FOUNDERS DAUGHTER, JENNIFER STIK, TEST OUT THE NEW CHEMICAL THOES IN QUESTION WILL RECIVR A MAJOR BONUS…..* 

Alice didn't pay much attention after that as her crushes name was said over the intercom as she instantly jumped out of her seat and looked at the clock, which read 12:45 pm. She frantically looked around and locked her gaze on the testing labs door as she bolted over to it with the speed if a cheetah. She then bursts through the door as a couple scientists looked at her funny. “is….*huff* the *huff* testing position *huff* open?” Alice wheezed as one of the scientists nodded, then without warning Alice wrapped her hands around said scientists waist as she gave them a hug, then proceeded to shove the others aside as she got into the back where the testing was gonna commence.

When she got to the back their was a door with a window right beside it that gave a view of another smaller room with a little vile on a pedestal. And right beside the window was a scientist and jenny, which sent Alice into another blushing frenzy as she tried to keep her cool. She walked over to the two stick figures as jenny gave Alice a wave. “So you must be the test subject?” jenny asked Alice as Alice nodded violently as the scientist had a worried look on their face from Alice's reactions. “good! Just walk in here with me and we'll begin.” Jenny said as she held out her hand as Alice gingerly grabbed it with her own as they both went into the testing room.

Jenny then sat Alice down in a chair as she grabbed the vile and a syringe. She poured the mixture into the syringe as she tapped on it a few times to get the air pockets out of it. Alice looked a bit worried at the sight since the announcement never said anything about it being injected INTO her,…….or maybe it did, she couldn't remember. Jenny saw her shaking a bit in fear as she walked up to Alice and rubbed her shoulder with her free hand as she prepped her other shoulder for the shot. “Don’t worry, if anything goes wrong I’ll be here” jenny said as Alice felt a little bit better, but then she felt a pain in her shoulder as the needle got jammed in it with jenny slowly pushing in the fluid.

As jenny took a step back the chemical had an effect on Alice immediately as she felt something growing on her face, and when she looked down she saw a bright orange beak replacing her mouth. She yelped as she stood up from the chair, but immediately fell down as she felt her knees bend the opposite direction. She groaned in pain as she felt her head to see if anything got hurt, only to feel a bundle of feathers where her ponytail once stood. She then looked down to see that her butt was jutting out a bit more than usual as some tail feathers with blue tips sprouted from her backside. Alice felt like she was in a bit of pain with all this but she felt the soft hands of jenny lifting her off the ground. “it'll be ok…..just let it run it’s course” jenny said as she used herself to support the changing stick figure girl as Alice lays her head on Jenny’s shoulder, hoping the pain will end soon, but with jenny around, she'll bear through it all for her.

As Alice felt the pain go away the scientist from the other room walked in and inspected her as she continued to slump over jenny for support because her legs didn’t feel quite right and she didn’t trust herself to stand. “hmmmm…..interesting, it looks like we made a new transformation compound of some kind, we will need more test, but for now miss Jennifer, can you escort our test subject out of here to let her see her new look?” the scientist asked jenny as she got an idea. “Actually……I believe I can do something better! NOW hold on to me so you won’t fall” jenny said to Alice as she weakly nodded as they both walked out of the lab. As they made their way to the buildings entrance quite a few people starred at the two as Alice thought that the chemical turned her into a freak, but that thought was instantly pushed out of her mind as jenny patted her head. “hey, don’t let the others get to you, just a little spoiler, I think this new look is really cute” jenny said as Alice felt her cheeks get warmer and warmer by the second.

When they both got out of the building jenny propped Alice on one side of her body as she rummaged through her purse as she pulled out her size ray. “do you think you can stand?” jenny said as Alice nodded, she then stopped leaning on jenny as she wobbled a couple feet away from her as she was able to stand on her own.

“ok, now hold still for a second. If you need to lean on something use the building” jenny said as the last part got Alice confused as the building she came out of was well always from her, how can she use that to stand? She didn’t have much time to think of that as jenny shot her with her size ray as a bright light engulfed alice. She felt as if every atom in her body was expanding at a rapid pace, which gave off a tingling sensation for alice. When that feeling wore off and the bright light faded the first thing she saw was a tiny fly fluttering around her head, but on closer inspection it was actually a dove, just a very tiny one. She looked down to see jenny waving up at her as she pointed to her family's building. Alice looked back up to see her reflection in the buildings windows, as her new “look” took her back in surprise.

She was still yellow but she saw small feathers all over her which gave off the allusion that their was just bare skin. Her ponytail was now made up if 6 giant yellow, blue tipped feathers bundled up in a scrunchy, she now had a bright orange beak replacing her mouth , her hands where more avian like and has feathers on them as well, she saw a pair of little wings with blue tips on each feather on her back just floating off her body, she had a much plumper rump with yellow, blue tipped tail feathers, and her legs and feet where more chocobo like with her orange legs bending backwards like any avian, and both of her feet had 2 giant, plump, orange toes that she uses to balance on as her heels where up in the air with another smaller plump toe on the back of them.

She took a good look at herself, using her right hand to rub the small feathers on her cheeks which made her blush a bit at the sight. “I look………AMAZING jenny!!” Alice said excitedly as jenny giggled at the sight with a random worker poking their head out the front doors with a disappointed look on his face. “really Jennifer?” the worker said as jenny looked up at the giant stick figure/chocobo hybrid as she continued to look over herself as jenny blushed a bit at the sight of her. “yep, now just and let her have some fun”.

The end

[murkrees]

serendipity; mark lee ft. johnny

summary: breaking into an apartment for peanut butter wasn’t exactly how you envisioned to meet your soulmate.

pairing: mark lee x reader

genre: soulmate! au, fluff

You didn’t know how long you lay there. You were there, yet you were not. You were not there, yet you were. Your arms gripped the rocky dirt, fingers digging into the ground and you tried to pull yourself up. Your whole figure shook and trembled like a wounded animal, delirious and fragile. Maybe you were one. You honestly weren’t sure. Your eyes tried to focus. Your thoughts were spinning like a merry-go-round, each heartbeat felt in every inch of your body. Out of sheer willpower, your tilted her head up.

He was walking in a leisurely pace; entering the small clearing with an awestruck expression. His eyes locked onto you, a figure barely standing in the middle of it all. The trees swayed in the breeze. In a heartbeat, he was beside you, holding a hand out to help you up. You grasped it with shaking hands, the feeling of your skin against his rattling your bones and shaking you to the core-

The ground caved in on itself, every inch of the dirt and grass slipping down to black oblivion underneath you, and suddenly you were falling and falling, and every part of your body was on fire, and every part of his body was on fire too, and a scream rippled out of your mouth before your body felt the jerking tug that shook you.

And there he was, holding your hand. His wings flared behind him, flapping and flapping as he looked at your gaping face with a giddy grin. But you found yourself smiling back at him, then came the surge of power that rippled throughout your body and you felt your own wings spread behind your back, the feeling as natural as curling your fingers. You flew up towards him, your faces level until you could see the red that dusted his cheeks and the crinkles at the ends of his eyes as you squeezed your still entwined hands.

“Hi,” he started, and you had the sudden urge to memorize every strand of his blond hair, every breath he took, every flicker of emotion behind those beautiful, beautiful eyes and every tilt of his lips. He looked oddly familiar, as if you had seen him once before.

“Hi,” you said, breathless. His gaze flitted from his feet to your face, unconsciously tightening his grip on your hands and parting his lips as if to say something, yet thought better of it and clamped it shut. It occurred to you that he was just as nervous as you were, if not more.

But it took you by surprise when he grabbed your waist and pulled you closer to him, his large wings closing like curtains around you, encasing you in a cocoon of safety and comfort. When you looked up to face him, you found that he was already staring at you, head tilted down to look at you more clearly. Your foreheads bumped, noses grazing. You let out a small laugh, and he pulled away, instead nuzzling his nose to the base of your neck.

So you held each other, content, as the world crumbled around you.

Your eyes fluttered open, the bright sunlight blinding you momentarily. Your back hurt, but you were still stuck in the haze of a dream. It didn’t feel real- nothing did. You sat up groggily, surprised when your whole body felt heavy.

“Ow! What the-“ you cried out in surprise. Suddenly, everything came unraveling. You felt the unfamiliar and odd physical sensation of something spreading behind you, and you risked a glance in the mirror that was positioned by one of your room walls.

Wings. You had wings. You gasped, gaping at your reflection. They fluttered in response, each feather as white as pearls. That was why your back felt heavy. You sat there, on top of your bed, a giddy smile forming on your face before turning into a full-blown grin.

You glanced at the clock on top of your bedside table, showing you that it was six in the morning. You shouldn’t be excited like you were now; school starts at eight, and you hadn’t studied for the quiz the teacher had warned would happen today. But you had wings. Wings. It was about damn time.

You leapt off your bed excitedly, feeling refreshed. You stumbled a bit, still not used to the extra weight behind you as you tried to adjust your balance. But that didn’t bother you. You knew what you had dreamt of tonight was special. It was a soulmate dream - a phenomenon that no scientists could ever explain, yet happened to everyone.

Every dream was different, yet one thing was always the same; each person sprouted wings. When they awoke, the wings would appear in real life. This happened sooner rather than later, but late bloomers like you weren’t unheard of. People usually had their soulmate dreams in elementary or middle school, but there were still a few people in your high school who hadn’t grown their wings yet (there were also the people who were wingless, and would be for the rest of their lives, you had learned). You had given up all hope on dreaming about your soulmate, but this night changed your mind about it all.

You knew what these wings meant - you were going to meet him soon. But when was soon? You hopped in the shower and got ready, making sure to look extra nice in case it was today. You knew people whose wings just grew usually took the first day off to adjust to the new addition, but you were way too excited to sit cooped up in your apartment.

Showering was awkward, to say the least. You didn’t have balance in every step you took, and you had to make sure that the feathers wouldn’t get wet. So you raised them as high up as you could and tried to make the best out of it.

By the time you had finished, you bounded to the kitchen, eating a quick breakfast of cereal with a glass of orange juice. You took a leisurely pace toward school, glancing around just in case you would meet him on your way there. There were people flying around, wings flapping behind them as they laughed giddily with their significant other. However, you did see a few people walking down the street, wingless.

“(Y/N)!” You heard someone call out your name. Your head turned to the left, seeing your best friend. She was waving an arm ecstatically to you, her boyfriend’s arm slung over her shoulders as his tall figure practically dwarfed hers.

You retraced your steps, going backwards to meet them. You grinned, a little breathless, “Hi, (B/F/N), Johnny.”

“Wings!” She squealed, easily escaping her boyfriend’s grip and throwing her arms over your shoulders, engulfing you in a tight hug. You laughed, hugging her back, “You got your wings!”

“Damn, (B/F/N), you look more like (Y/N)’s girlfriend than mine,” he pouted, but you could see the amused glint in his eyes, “But congratulations, (Y/N). It’s about time you got these goddamn badboys,” he fluttered his own wings, “Have you found him yet?”

You shook your head no. Your best friend took one of your feathers in hand, examining it, “Damn. Your feathers are so pretty. I wish mine was like this.”

“You’re beautiful just as you are, babe,” Johnny said, which earned him a playful shove from (B/F/N). He stumbled back, feigning hurt. You rolled your eyes at their cheesiness.

While you were still in the second year of high school, your best friend was a few years older than you, being in college. Even though you had known your best friend during your diaper days, you had only met Johnny during elementary school. Ever since then, you looked up to him as a big brother and you as a little sister to him.

“So when’d you get the wings, (Y/N)? I haven’t seen you all weekend! God, I told you the day would come! He or she?” Your best friend continued her excited ramble.

“He,” you responded, “And I just got my wings this morning.”

“So what’d he look like? Did your wings grow first or his? What’s his name?” She bombarded you with questions, and you found yourself smiling widely in the middle of it all, “Come on, you’ve got to tell me! You’re practically glowing!”

“Um, blond hair? Dyed, I think - he was definitely Korean. Large, upturned eyes, cute nose. His wings grew first, and I didn’t really get his name,” you gave a sheepish smile. Johnny groaned.

“You didn’t even get his name? How the hell did that happen?”

“We were caught up in the moment, I guess,” you looked at your wristwatch, eyes widening, “Shit, I’m late! I’ll catch up with you guys later.”

“You owe me details!” Your best friend hollered as you saluted, turning around and speeding down the walkway.

Before you knew it, school was over. You had searched the whole school grounds to see if you recognized any faces to be your soulmate’s, but to no avail. You spent the rest of the day thinking about him. What was his name? Was he still in school? What were his hobbies? Would you get along with him?

A car honked out of a sudden, breaking you out of your reverie. You jumped, startled. You could hear howls of laughter coming from inside the car by the school driveway, and you sent the people inside a scowl. The window rolled down, revealing Johnny by the driver’s seat and your best friend in shotgun. There was another guy by the backseat, playing on his phone.

“Stop daydreaming, lover girl! Get inside,” he said, and you walked over to them, opening the car door and clambering onto the backseat. It was clumsy, especially since you weren’t used to the wings. You muttered a quiet curse as you adjusted yourself to sitting.

The guy beside you had switched off his phone and was looking at you curiously through brown lashes. He was wingless, with a long nose, brown hair and donning a SOPA uniform. Johnny continued, “If you don’t mind, I brought Donghyuck along because he needed a ride to the dorm.”

“It’s fine,” you held a hand out for him to shake. He did so, sending you a small smile, “I’m (Y/N).”

“Donghyuck, but you can call me Haechan if you want. It’s my stage name,” he quickly informed you, seeing your confused face.

“You’re also in NCT?”

“127 and Dream units, yeah,” he answered. You nodded, the conversation between you flowing easily. You had many things in common, and he was also in his second year of high school. Donghyuck surprised you with his mischievous attitude. He teased a lot, and you found it a likeable trait in him.

You had never really met any of the NCT members other than Johnny, and when you did see any of them, it was to whisk Johnny anyway for a schedule and didn’t have any time to chat. So when the car stopped in front of a building, you were something akin to a nervous wreck.

You had never been in the dorms before, and Donghyuck told you of what his hyungs were like when they were there. Mercifully, most of them were out for an album jacket photoshoot. Usually the three of you would go to Johnny’s house for your weekly routine of hanging out, but unfortunately, his parents were hosting a party tonight, leaving the option of hanging out in NCT’s dorms.

The four of you exited the car and entered the building, getting inside an elevator and going all the way up to level 14. Donghyuck bid you goodbye once you were in front of a hallway, revealing a few doors. There were 15 members of NCT and two who hadn’t debuted, so SM had bought a few apartments next to each other. Apparently Johnny didn’t share dorm space with the Dream Team, as he dubbed them.

When you entered the space, you were surprised at how clean it was. There were only a few things scattered out and about, but you didn’t see any empty ramen cups or boxers on the ceiling fan. He gestured for you and your best friend to enter his room, bringing a finger to his lips in a gesture to be quiet. The rest of the members who had stayed behind were resting, and he didn’t want any of them to stir.

You winced as your wings suddenly unfurled, hitting a shelf and causing a loud bang to sound throughout the apartment. All three of you tensed, but relaxed once you heard snores coming through the thin walls. You walked to his room, even more surprised at how organized it was. Your best friend let out a low whistle.

“I thought you were a disgusting slob, but apparently I thought wrong,” you said to him.

“Your face is disgusting, but you don’t see me complaining about it,” he fired. You grinned.

“That’s a good one.”

“I know,” the two of you fist bumped. Your best friend rolled her eyes, complaining about how starved she was. Johnny mentioned that there was food in the kitchen, and you volunteered to make some sandwiches.

You exited his room and paced out the hallway, giving the couple some alone time. Johnny had hesitated and insisted that he was the one that should make the food, but you needed some time for your thoughts. You still had many questions begging to be answered about your soulmate. Your back ached terribly, and you wondered if you’d ever get used to the heavy weight. You could barely even walk.

When you reached the kitchen, you scanned the cabinets for bread, peanut butter and jam. They had bread and jam, but there was no peanut butter in sight. You frowned, putting down the items on top of a counter and going towards Johnny’s room once again, knocking on the door and peeking your head in. He was sitting on the bed, your best friend’s head on his lap as her hair sprawled behind her, snoring softly as she lay on the bed.

“Johnny, where’s the peanut butter?”

“There’s nothing by the counters? Usually it’s the one to the left of the fridge,” he tried, but you shook your head no. He shrugged, “Well, then. I’ll go get some from the Dream Team’s dorm.”

“No, no, it’s fine. I’ll get it,” your eyes locked onto (B/F/N)’s sleeping figure.

He raised a brow at you, “Are you sure? ‘Cause I can go get it-“ your best friend stirred, and he tensed, afraid to wake her up. This time it was you who raised a brow, almost challengingly. He gave in, “Okay, okay. The peanut butter jar is on one of their countertops, right next to the knife rack, I think. Jisung loves to eat peanut butter in the mornings.”

“Right. Got it,” you closed the door behind you, running a hand through your hair and exiting the apartment door.

If you weren’t mistaken, the door to the left of you was the Dream Team’s dorm and where Donghyuck entered before. Steeling your will, you knocked on the door reluctantly. There was no answer, so you tried once again. Nothing. You sighed, putting a hand against the doorknob and twisting it. It opened easily. Totally safe, you snorted silently to yourself. It was a foolproof plan; get in, grab the jar and go.

There was nobody inside - well, as far as you could see, anyways. You took your shoes off and entered the place, looking around.

There were video game consoles on the floor beneath the TV stand and it’s remote controllers strewn about, a few framed pictures and a dirty sock on one of the sofa arms. If you strained your ears, you could hear the distinct sound of a shower running and whistling. Must be Donghyuck or one of the members. The kitchen was connected to the living room, so you quickly entered it, eyes searching for the peanut butter jar. Eventually, you found it. You grabbed it, sighing in relief.

“Donghyuck?” Somebody called out. The person’s voice was raspy and groggy, as if just stirring from sleep. You froze, whirling around to face the person.

You were dumbstruck. He stared at you, a random girl in his apartment, breaking in to steal peanut butter. You almost dropped the jar. There he was, clad in nothing but a white shirt and black shorts, blond hair all mussed up from sleep. He had wings like yours, and every part of him was exactly as you remembered. His eyes widened, and it took almost all of your willpower to keep your wings from unfurling.  

None of you broke the eye contact. Your legs moved on it’s own accord, one foot over the other until you two were within arm’s length.

“You’re…” you trailed off, suddenly feeling the very breath taken out of you.

“Soulmate,” he huffed out a laugh, the corners of his lips turning up in a wide grin, “Hi. I’m Mark Lee.”

“(Y/N) (L/N),” you breathed out. Your mind ran with scenarios, each train of thought going over the speed limit, “Hi?”

“I-“ you both started at the same time. Awkward grins crept up on both of your lips, both of you gesturing for the other to go first.

“Y-You can start.”

“You go first.”

You licked your lips nervously. Bad move, you cursed yourself as his eyes trailed to your lips, “W-Well, I’m here just to, um, grab the peanut butter because they ran out in Johnny’s dorm-“

“You know Johnny?” His eyebrows furrowed, and you felt the sudden urge to reach up and smoothen them out with your fingers.

“Yeah, for a few years actually. She’s my best friend’s soulmate?” It came out as a question rather than a statement. He nodded slowly, trying to comprehend this. You hesitated, “And you’re a member of NCT?”

“Yeah,” he shuffled his feet, nervous, “Most of the units.”

“Well, um, meeting you has been kinda overdue,” you laughed sheepishly. He nodded, agreeing.

“I honestly gave up on the idea of ever having a soulmate,” he admitted, and you found yourself gazing up to look at him in the eyes, “But I’m glad you’re here. Breaking in for peanut butter or not.”

You cracked a smile, huffing slightly. Before you knew it, the two of you were dangerously close. If you were to look up, you would kiss him. And you did just that, your lips grazing ever so slightly against his as your eyes fluttered closed.

“Ew, hyung, (Y/N)! Gross! Get a room!” Donghyuck appeared by the doorway, hair wet and sopping from the shower he just took. His hands were drying it with a towel, but he dropped it as soon as he spotted the two of you, eyes widening.

You and Mark jumped, backing away. You didn’t know what had come over you, the both of you a blushing mess. It just felt natural to do so, and now you were experiencing it’s aftereffects.

“Hyung, (Y/N)’s your soulmate?” He questioned incredulously, not quite believing it before turning to you, “He’s your soulmate?”

‘Donghyuck, out,” Mark breathed, his words holding uncharacteristic command. The younger pursed his lips, nodding before he picked up his towel and walked out the door without another word. You watched their conversation, wide-eyed and still in shock.

Suddenly he was in front of you, hands cupping your cheek gently. You leant against the counter, eyes widening. He bit his lip nervously, and you reached up to entwine one of your hands with his.

“May I?” He leant down, raising his eyes to meet yours as if in a hesitant question. You nodded, too dazed to do anything else. And not a moment later, his lips were on yours.

“Johnny?” (B/F/N) stirred from her sleep. Johnny’s eyes widened, immediately setting down his phone and looking at his soulmate, who rubbed her eyes wearily, “I’m hungry. Where’s (Y/N)?”

“I don’t know. She went to look for peanut butter two hours ago,” he answered, “She hasn’t been back since. You think it’s because she got caught up with the other members?”

“Probably,” she answered simply, stretching before she threw her arms around her soulmate’s, making him chuckle, “Let’s cuddle now.”

“Whatever you want, babe, whatever you want.”

cr. gif not mine unless stated!

[mysterious-box-official]

Trashy M!A list I made YaY :3

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-----Mental and Social M!As -----

LEEROOOY JENKINS: Muse is rebellious and making poor choices.

Grrr: muse has become suddenly and inexplicably violent toward everyone and everything.

Guardian: muse becomes overprotective of [anon’s choice].

Now we have bad blood: muse feelings became... opposite? If she/he/they liked someone they now hate them, if they hate someone, they now like them.

Friendly Greeter: muse has forgotten everyone he/she/they know, and if they see them they will be all-too happy to introduce themselves.

My Name Is: Everytime someone says the muse's name, he/she/they must slap that person in the face.

Hot: muse becomes hot-blooded and hot-tempered.

Mongrel: Muse is very impulsive and won't think things through.

They speaking to me: muse starts hearing voices in her/his/their head

Titanic: muse falls in love with the next person that helps he/she/them with something.

The snake with blue eyes: muse is dressed all preppy/frilly but acts like a bad boy/girl/person

Daydream dressed as a nightmare: muse is dressed all dark/gothic but acts all perky

Weredoggy: muse now behaves like a dog; they play fetch, loyal, they bark, they chase squirrels, and love being pet as well as other dog like qualities.

Jumping Frenchmen: muse is easily startled and has a tendency to follow commands that are given very abruptly.

The Tongue of Animalia: muse can communicate with animals.

Thou Wretched Fool!: muse believes they/he/she are a medieval knight.

Fire is bad: Muse now has a fear of fire and will shy away from anyone with any source of fire.

Bonjour: Muse becomes very romantic and flirty

Jeremy No: Muse has become suddenly and inexplicably violent toward everyone and everything.

Hunter: muse goes out hunting and presents their kills to the one she/he/they love

Mankind's Best Friend: Muse feels the need to keep her/his/their pet or some animal with them at all times. Anon may choose which animal Muse desires.

----- Physical M!As -----

Speaking no evil: Muse can not speak

See no Evil: Muse is now blind

Hear no Evil: Muse cannot hear anything. This concludes their own thoughts and any telpicathivc

Ring bing ring: muse has a bell tied to their neck that cannot be removed

Is that an angel?: muse has a large pair of pure white angel wings and a golden barb wire halo that is dimly glowing. The muse can also float.

Dwarf: Muse is 4ft tall and is obsessed with dig holes. They also are in love with pickaxes and axes.

Taur: muse becomes a centaur, but with the waist and lower body of the animal Anon chooses. Upper body of a human, waist down the body of an animal on all fours.

Fireheart: muse turns into a giant fire breathing dragon.

Poisonheart: muse turns into a wyvern with a poisonous tail and can’t breathe fire.

Are you jealous: Muse now has a long, scraggly beard, regardless of gender.

Mew: muse grows cat-ears and a tail and develop cattish mannerisms

Trickster: Muse becomes a Kitsune

Way Beyond the Boundary: muse is either a cambion or a demon hunter (anon decides which.)

Power of three: muse splits into three versions of her/his/them selfs. Negetive (bad), neutral, and positive (good).

I choose you: muse turns into a Pokémon

Mr. Hyde: Muse will be split into two identical individuals, one good, the other evil, and they are aware of eachother's presence and of the split.

I believe I can fly: Muse now has wings but they are unable to use them for flight.

Butter: Muse sprouts butterfly-shaped wings.

Where am I?!?!: muse become invisible but the spell immediately ends when they attack someone or cast a spell.

Burning Up: Muse feels extremely hot and can't seem to get cool.

GO FAST: muse can run as fast as a thoroughbred horse. ( 44 mph)

Bioluminesence: Muse now glows in the dark

Lying tongue and the aura of truth: muse splits into two. The two looks the same and acts the same but one of them can only tell lies and the other can only tell the truth.

Sea Monkey: muse turns into a brine shrimp

Detoxifier: muse splits into two versions of his/her/their selves. One version is toxic while the other version is heathy but it’s the muses version of what is healthy about themselves.

Romania: Muse is now a vampire.

Round and Round: Muse has become horribly dizzy and can’t stand up without stumbling.

-----Horror M!As -----

Cold Blooded: muse has a sudden drive for revenge. Every wrong doing they’ve had against them, every lie and rumour made they will seek out to make right

Ring of Fire: muse can only see their fears and phobias around them.

The Hunter: Your muse is being hunted down mercilessly. Anyone your muse comes into contact with is also subject to being a target.

The Mirror: muse soul is trapped in a mirror and their body has been possessed by some strange entity.

The Russian Sleep Experiment: muse can’t sleep, and is slowly losing their grip on reality.

The screaming: The muse hears constant screams and torment from mistakes they’ve made or ghosts from their past.

Scars: all physical scars muse has are started to burn.

Who’s There?: muse get the unsettling feel that someone or something is watching them. Inanition muse keeps seeing shadowy figures in the corner of their eye.

They speaking to me: muse starts hearing voices in her/his/their head

Seeing Double: Muse has run into a shapeshifter. The shapeshifter has captured the muse, tide them up, and hidden he/she/them underground. The shapeshifter has replaced your muse.

Smile: muse cannot stop smiling, even when it hurts their cheeks.

Chocolate touch: everything that her/he/their touch will their lips immediately turns into chocolate

Deadly Years: the muse begins rapidly aging

The floor is lava: muse cannot touch the floor. If they do, they get 3rd° burns.

Crossroad: muse goes to a crossroads to sell their soul. How much time they get depends on the mun (If muse has little to no soul or is an angel they become a crossroads demon. Also the mun decides if their muse takes the deal or not)

Baby it's cold outside: Muse has been kidnap by another muse of the anonymous choice

Bloody Hell No: Muse is covered in random, painful wounds, with no explanation to why they were inflicted.

—disturbing M!As -----

Feather?!?!: muse can’t stop cough up feathers.

Scars: all physical scars muse has are started to burn.

SMILE: muse cannot stop smiling, even when it hurts their cheeks and even when they have negative emotions.

Petrified: muse slowly starts turning to stone. They have to find someone who can cure them before they're completely petrified.

Waxing: muse losses all her/his/their body hair

Can’t stop Dancing: muse keeps dancing until they pass out or dance them self’s to death

Bam Pregnent: muse has a plastic baby’s head, arms, and legs glued on the outside of their belly!!!

Liquid: muse’s breath smells like liquid manurer. The only cure is time (3 hours).

For Science!: Muse suddenly has the urge to become a test subject. Anon may choose who's subject he is.

Nice Boxers: Muse believes they are stripped down to their underwear, even if they are fully clothed.

Lying Flower: every time the muse lies a red/black flower appears somewhere on their body.

blah flowers blah curse: muse is coughing up tulips and the only cure is a romantic French kiss from the person they have a crush on. ( if your muse is asexual or has no crush or the crush is dead, they can get rid of the cursed by kiss a silver mirror )

The Rapture: muse gets possessed by an angel. If they’re already an angel, someone else knocks them out of their vessel and takes their place for a couple of hours or longer. (mun besides)

Zippy: Muse has a literal zip for a mouth.

Burning Up: Muse feels extremely hot and can't seem to get cool.

Enemy: Muse takes the appearance of someone they hate for 16 hours

meoo: muse hallucinates that everyone they talk to is a cat

My Precious!!!!: An item becomes very important to the muse. If they lose it, they're convinced they'll die!

-----that’s something M!As -----

Hit Me: Muse is now completely drunk and will not suffer any hangover

Salem: Muse keeps accusing people of witchcraft.

What the: Muse can hear the Mun’s voice like an angel (or devil) on their shoulder for a day.

Un-armed!: Muse cannot pick up or use any weapon.

Karkat?: muse must YELL EVERYTHING THEY SAY!

Hehehe: Muse is slightly tipsy and very festive.

Rhyme Time: muse can only speak in rhyme

Flesh: muse suddenly has a overwhelming desire to eat raw meat and lots of it. They are also allergic to all vegetables.

Silent Treatment: Muse is mute and grumpy

Egg: Muse finds a large egg and does not know what to do with it

Un-armed!: Muse cannot pick up or use any weapon.

I Am The Cure: muse is stuck in a plague doctor outfit

Soulless : Muse has no soul.

Loop: Muse is stuck in a cycle of repeating themselves.

Sweet Tooth: Muse has the urge to bake and eat sweet foods.

It’s just a flesh wound: muse cannot feeling pain and cannot die from blood loss.

I’m BBOORRED!!!: muse cannot stop feeling bored with everything

Greece: Wherever the muse goes, a group of cats will follow them.

Feelings!!!!: muse can read other peoples’ emotions and if anyone in ten feet is in pain Muse feels the pain too

I Like Birds: Any bird near the muse will follow them around

Fuck you: Muse can't stop saying the word fuck in every sentence

Yaeaua: Muse has to be literally led by the hand everywhere. If left alone, they will just stay in one spot.

Animal Suits!: Anon chooses an animal that the muse must dress up as for a specified amount of time

I Like Birb: Any bird near the muse will follow her/him/them around