#musings (Amber and Rhiannon)

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Send 👋 for three things that describe our muses relationship (Amber/Rhiannon)

Hot-boxed cars, late night drives, and floor time

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+𝟏  𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃  𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍  𝐇𝐀𝐒  𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍  𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐃  .  ria  hale  (  danielle  rose  russell  )  is  looking  for  a  romantic  connection  .

romantic/ex.   —   rhiannon “ria” hale is looking for an ex ( this is just the gist of their relationship. the details of their dynamic when they were a couple can definitely be plotted out! ria and your muse dated while they were in college. truly a rich person x poor girl meets college sweethearts kinda trope. ria doesn’t come from money and that didn’t matter to y/m. they were very much in love and convinced they could handle anything life threw their way. and while they were in love, ria eventually broke up with y/m because she knew she would never be accepted by y/m’s family. it was a tough decision but it’s been roughly two years since the breakup and she’s moved on for the most part. however, y/m has recently re-entered her life determined to give their relationship another shot despite ria currently being in a relationship. everything else about your muse is completely utp ! ) within the age range of 25 – 27 that preferably looks like archie renaux, bright vachirawit, froy gutierrez, rudy pankow, kento yamazaki, wolfgang novogratz, maya hawke, amber midthunder, brianne tju, camila mendes, five stewart, jessica alexander, utp . you do have to contact the mun before applying under @rhiannvns. 

[epic-summaries]

British LegendsxPokémon - Oneshot

The muses gave me random inspiration and I wrote this. It became an exercise in worldbuilding. Think of Druids as Proto-Professors and Knights as Masters.

I hope this is a little good, it’s the first time I write a story in a few years. I better start practicing again because this was fun.

The Pokémon Squire

Arthur fidgeted with his golden hair. It was time for him to start his quest to become a knight. He was ten now. It was a special time, since this was when a child became a squire and received their first Pokémon. A child’s first Pokémon was very important, not just because they would be given a companion for life but also because they would be judged on that first Pokémon. It was the Pokémon which best described and represented you as a person. If someone received a Timburr, they were bond to become builders. Anyone with a Happiny were going to be healers. A Smeargle meant you were going to be an artiste. Anyone getting a Gible, you were going to be a knight. If you received a Pyukumuku, you probably weren’t going to do much in life.

That morning, Arthur’s father Sir Ector, the leader of their town, started the ceremony. Arthur was awaken at sunrise. Then was forced to have a special berry drink, made to bath in river, dressed in the ceremonial robes of eighteen colours (each representing a Pokémon type), he was given a Mew amulet, then his family brought him to edge of the forest. The ceremony was there for luck. Everyone wanted the best Pokémon for them.

Arthur’s mind raced. What if his Pokémon hated him? What if Arthur wasn’t worthy of them? What if he got a weak Pokémon and his father would be disappointed in him? If Arthur wanted to do anything in this world he couldn’t get a Finneon. Sure, they are beautiful to look at but they were not much use in battle. Kay would make fun of him. His father would be disappointed. Arthur needed a strong Pokémon if he wanted to do anything in this world. He wanted to be a Pokémon knight.

A Lucario walked out of the forest. Arthur looked back at his father and brother. Ector nodded proudly and Kay gave him a thumbs up. Torchic jumped up and down in front of Kay. Arthur almost felt calm enough to laugh.

He followed the Lucario into the forest.

Arthur had been in this forest many times. He normally liked to watch the Pokémon. The Cartepies and Treeckos climbing the trees. Brelooms fighting over territory. Seedots hoping in and out of view. At night, you had to be careful because Murkrows would try to steal anything shiny on your person. A few days ago, Arthur saw a Raichu hurrying up her littler of Pichus. However, Arthur didn’t notice anything on this walk. He was concentrating on Lucario like his life depending on it. He didn’t want to get lost. A person could be surprised how easily the dark blue fur could melt into the forest.

The two of them reached the Druid’s chapel after what seemed like days to Arthur. They called it a chapel but it was nothing like the man made religious buildings in town. This was the spiritual heart the forest said to have been touched by a Mythical Pokémon. There were different legends told around the campfire. Most people said the chapel was made by Celebie. Once Arthur heard the cave was made by a Victini celebrating a victorious Brutus. Another said Manaphy blessed it after an ancient ground Pokémon created it.

Guarding the chapel’s entrance was a Drampa. It wasn’t Arthur’s first time seeing that Drampa. Drampa liked to play with the child of the town. Arthur was the first one brave enough to take a ride with him. Then Kay went on a ride, saying if Arthur could do it, he would too.

Absol was sleeping near Drampa. He was kicking his left leg while making a yelping noise. He was dreaming. Arthur felt better that Absol was sleeping. He didn’t have to warn about a disaster.

Xatu stood unblinkly watching something. No one knew quite what she was watching. Was it the past? Was it the future? Was it both? Did she see far off lands? Only Xatu knew.

The last Pokémon protecting the cave was Torterra. Torterra’s head slowly followed Lucario and Arthur when they entered the cave.

Arthur could feel the spiritual strength of the chapel. The walls were covered with paintings. Arthur recognized Arceus creating the world and Mew. There was a scene of Celebi riding Keldeo. There were scenes of humans and Pokémon living together, working side by side or battling. There were Pokémon he recognized, like Sceptile, Flygon and Politoed. But there were also Pokémon unrecognizable to him, like a colourful rock bird or a beautiful icy long neck reptile. Arthur recognized Rhiannon riding a Musdale, Julius Caesar riding his Bravery claiming this island for himself. There were moments from modern history as well, Aurelus and Uthyr riding on Reshiram and Zekrom reconquering the island from Vortigern. The chapel was filled with history and meaning. It was truly awesome.

Merlin towered in front of a bundle of sticks. Ninetails sat dutifully beside him. A few of her tails were moving Merlin’s long cloak.

Lucario lead Arthur in front of the bundle of sticks. He stopped Arthur from walking anymore and then joined Merlin on the opposite side of Ninetails.

“Welcome.” Merlin studied Arthur with his amber eyes. Arthur bowed. “Today you start your journey to become Pokémon knight.”

Arthur nodded.

“Flamethrower,” commanded Merlin. Ninetails open her jaws and a flame shot out. In seconds the bundle of sticks caught fire.

Arthur took a step back. The heat of the fire was making him uncomfortable. He was sweating and to push his golden hair back.

Merlin raised his arms and looked to the skies. The look on Lucario’s face made it seem like Merlin was just being dramatic.

“By Holy Arceus and his anointed child Mew, I call upon the spirit of the cave and forest, send me the destined companion of this new squire.”

Plop.

Arthur felt something plant-like on his nose. His eyes took some time to adjust to the thing that appeared in front of him. He stared into very large blue eyes. Eyes which looked both young and old. Where did it come from? How did it get here? Arthur didn’t see anyone else in the chapel.

The eyes closed and moved away. It giggled and flew in a somersault. It was green and small. It’s head was huge for its tiny body. Its large eyes were circled in black. The back of its head triangled in a leafy tip. It was adorable. It was Celebi.

Celebi giggled again and flew around Arthur. They lightly poked on different parts of his body. Arthur tried to follow them but Celebi was to fast. They zipped and zoomed until they landed and sat on Arthur’s head. Celebi played in his golden curls. Their feet were in Arthur’s grey eyes. Then they made a cooing sound and an egg fell from the top of the cave and into Celebi’s hands. They pushed on Arthur’s head to only make it back to where they started.

Celebi cooed once more and gestured to Arthur to take the egg in their hands. Arthur took it.

Celebi exploded in flurry of coos and laughter while flying around the campfire. When they made it to the top of the fire, Celebi waved goodbye and disappeared.

“You are now a squire.”

Arthur looked at the egg. He couldn’t guess what was in it.

Arthur rode on Torterra on his way back to the town. He spent the entire time looking at the egg. He would put it up into the few pieces of light breaking through the trees. It was not see through.

Waiting for him were Kay and Bedwyr. Torchic chirped while Scorbunny sped up and hopped onto Torterra. Torterra didn’t seem to mind. Scorbunny looked at the egg and knocked on it. Arthur brought it closer to him.

“It will hatch when it’s ready,” said Arthur.

Ever since that day, Arthur watched the egg day and night. He walked everywhere with it. Someone told him that walking with the egg would make it hatch faster.

“Arthur!” called his father. “Drop the egg and come do your chores.”

“What if it hatched while I’m gone?”

“It won’t.”

“But…”

“Chores, now.”

Arthur put the egg in a safe place and joined his father in his chores. He didn’t pay attention to them and often did the same task twice.

“Stop worrying so much,” said Ector. He always seemed to sense what was wrong with his sons.

“You got a Kangaskhan and Kay got a Torchic. What if I get a Sunken or a Bidoof? What if Celebi thought I was weak and unworthy?”

Ector chucked. “Then it will be the best Bidoof it can be. Here’s a secret, the raw strength of the Pokémon doesn’t matter. I’ve seen a Hydreigon fall from the sky because of bad training. I’ve seen a Minun defeat a Gigalith. You can have a strong Pokémon but without love, friendship and compassion, a Pokémon can never truly be it’s best. So, if you get a stereotypically weak or strong Pokémon, you need love it and encourage it to be its best or that egg will never will never be the best it can be.”

Arthur hugged his father. “When did you see Minun defeat a Gigalith?”

“It was a weird tournament. That Minun won the tournament.”

After his chores, Arthur ran to his egg. Scorbunny and Torchic were both trying to keep it warm while Kay was practicing his swordsmanship.

“You’re getting better,” said Ector.

Kay beamed with pride. “Watch this! Scorbunny, Torchic you know what to do.” Kay held out his sword, the flat side perpendicular to the ground. Scorbunny ran towards Torchic, picked him up and threw him to Kay’s sword. Torchic made a couple of power kicks in the air and then landed on Kay’s sword. Scorbunny ran towards Kay and three of them made a finishing pose.

Ector and Arthur clapped. Arthur whispered into Ector’s ear, “Kay will have a strong team not because his Pokémon will evolve into strong Pokémon but because they have a strong bond.” Ector gave him a pat on the back and nodded.

Arthur ran around the castle. If walking made them hatch faster, then running must have doubled the speed. It had been a week. It had to hatch.

Arthur waved to Griflet, Lucan and Bedwyr trying catch Bedwyr’s new Zubat. Lucan and his Mime Jr. were trying to make barriers to keep Zubat in the great hall. Bedwyr and his Abra were trying to teleport around. Griflet was five and was just happy to be there.

“Don’t…” Lucan had started to say but Arthur had already ran into Mime Jr.’s barrier.

“Are you okay?” asked Griflet.

Arthur nodded. “Where’s my egg?”

Mime Jr. had quickly made another barrier and stopped it.

Arthur felt a tang of relief. Then he heard scratching. Oh no. What? Did the egg get hurt? Is it cracked?

Arthur raced towards his egg. It didn’t look crack but it was moving. Arthur could hear something scratching from within. Wait?! Arthur’s Pokémon was hatching! It was time!

Arthur gently put the egg on the floor. The baby inside scratched and clawed until a little white paw cracked the shell. Arthur hurried up and helped it out.

A pair of fiery brown eyes met with Arthur’s grey ones. Growlithe made a light whine and closed his eyes. Arthur slowly moved his hand and pet his fur. He finally took precious Growlithe in his arms. He was so tiny, like a three week year old puppy. The fur was a little gross and slimy but it was nothing Arthur couldn’t wipe off. And honestly, he barely noticed it. He had a beautiful little puppy cuddling soundly in his arms.

“Is it normally gold?” Griflet asked Bedwyr, who just finished putting Zubat in his Pokéball.

He had golden fur like Arthur had golden hair. They really were meant to be together.

[soulavenged]

8 PEOPLE I’D LIKE TO KNOW BETTER.  // repost, don’t reblog.

one / name / alias. Amber two /  birthday. September 14th three / zodiac sign.  Virgo four /  height. 5′3 five  /  hobbies. writing, acting, reading six /  favourite colors.  purple, black, green seven / favourite books. the harry potter series, the lovely bones, a wrinkle in time, idk i have a lot of favorite books eight  /  last song listened to.  rhiannon by fleetwood mac nine  /  last film watched. captain america: the winter soldier ten  /  inspiration for muse. oh man, i’ve loved natasha since im2. since then i’ve read several of her comics in a couple of different runs, i’ve watched a couple of cartoons with black widow, and i absolutely adore her. i love her so so much and i feel like i relate to her in many ways. eleven  / dream job.  actress twelve  / meaning behind your url. the bolshoi ballet is a world famous company, based at the bolshoi theatre in moscow. in some iterations she’s written as having trained with the bolshoi ballet, and in others the bolshoi ballet is just an implanted memory. either way, that’s the inspiration.

tagged by: no one, but stolen from the lovely @mxndwitch tagging: @stoleforher, @rcscue, @spaceveiins, @sevenbulletsavior, @lauramorelli, @atimebomb, @shesboundtolose, @egoteric, and anyone else who wants to !!

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None of you asked for these but I’m doing them anyway cause I have muse for it: CHW Edition

⛄️ – our muses build a snowman together

"Okay, I have carrots and buttons and a scarf, are we ready for this?” Chase laughed softly as he watched Titus running circles around Odessa and little Theo in the snow, sure that it really couldn’t get more perfect than this. “I mean you two could play all day but I was promised a snowman and I demand it.” He laughed at Odessa’s response and scooped Theo up in his arms, tickling his stomach before they found a good spot to start building. He sang Christmas songs loudly with his wife as they started to roll up a snowball and he took Theo’s hands to show him. “Just like that, bud. Doesn’t have to be perfect, you just have to feel good about it.” When the snowman was finally done, Chase’s smile couldn’t have been more proud and he was quick in pulling out his phone, Theo in his arms as Oddie lifted Titus up in the other and they took a few group shots, Chase’s smile enough to rival the sun at the moment. “Perfect, he whispered before turning the phone to show Odessa. “Out little family,” he sang out before leaning in to kiss her slowly, a bit forgetful of their surroundings until he felt Theo throw some snow at his chest. “I guess that’s our queue, we finished the snowman now it’s time for a snowball fight!” @rihannasweeddealer

❄️ – our muses get snowed in and the electricity goes out

"Wow I really can’t leave at all, can I.” Brodie sighed to himself as he glanced around the window of Juno’s place. He had just dropped the girls off at her place only for the storm outside to worsen and prevent him from leaving. It wasn’t like he hated being there, it was more that he didn’t want to take away from Juno’s time with the girls and he also had a few meetings today that had been pretty important to him. But when the power went out and Rhiannon was running to hug him, he scooped her up immediately and looked at Juno.  It only took him a second to start moving, rubbing Rhiannon’s back lightly as Juno told Marilyn where to find some flashlights and Willa to pull out the candles. Brodie was quick in pulling some blankets into the living room and wrapping Rhiannon up like a burrito if only to make her laugh. When she finally did, he had his hands free to make them a fire in the fireplace Juno said she rarely used. When they all finally settled down, Brodie took a breath, laughing softly as the three girls curled up under the blankets together, having already been half asleep in the car on the way over there. “Well..only one thing left to do,” he whispered and nudged Juno before going back into the kitchen to get them something to drink. Brodie had never considered himself good in an emergency but the past few hours had passed pretty calmly and he had found that everything came natural to him when he was around Juno. He trusted her more than anyone and they had always been a good team. He let out a soft sigh as they sat on the couch across from the girls, his smile growing by the second. “We really did that, didn’t we. Full offense..but we have the best kids in the world.” He glanced over at her and smiled sweetly, reaching over to give her hand a squeeze. He was about to lean in to say something else when his phone rang, making him jump and drop her hand, his cheeks going red when he dropped his phone. “I uh..I should take this,” he mumbled, clearing his throat before he picked up his phone and got up to take the call in the next room, fully prepared to be passive aggressive to whoever was on the other end. @somidoumas

🍗 – our muses have to cook a holiday dinner together

"Now I know you’re not trying to tell me how to make these tamales. Just because my mother taught you a few times doesn’t mean you know what you’re doing.” Jose Luis smirked as he turned away from the stove and towards his girlfriend who has mostly been occupied with the decorations for the night. They had made a decision to host Christmas Eve in their new apartment and he was hoping to finally get some time to celebrate Josefina finally getting through the MCAT. If he was being the most honest with himself, he couldn’t remember a time when he was happier. Being with Josefina in a more serious way had opened up a whole new side to their relationship and as cheesy as it sounded, he really did fall more and more in love with her every day. Time after time just proved that they were meant to be and Jose Luis was counting his blessings that he had been honored enough to have her in his life for so long. He had always envied his sister’s relationship and how solid and unattainable it seemed. But being with Jo made him feel like he had found his own kind of perfect and he wouldn’t have changed a thing. “Come here, taste this.” He slid his arm around her waste and pulled her closer, spooning some of the sauce he had just made and held the spoon to her lips for her to taste. “Delicious, right? Your man is a genius in the kitchen, just saying.” He winked and dipped his head down to kiss her softly, his hand reaching down to squeeze her ass. “Real question, how much time do you think we have before they get here? Follow up question, do you think we have time for a quickie?” @dianeskeeton

🍷– our muses wake up hungover after a office party and don’t remember what happened

Rose’s head felt like it was about to bust open with how much her head was pounding, groaning as she turned over in her bed slowly. She had to stifle a laugh when she finally opened her eyes and was greeted by a pair of fake elf ears and a snoring Logan by her side. It took a moment for the night to come back to her, to remember how she and Logan had ended up in bed together for the fourth time in two weeks. They had both talked about not wanting to mess up their friendship or to risk Lavender finding out but once they had crossed that line, it was hard to go back now that she knew what it was like to be close to her. It was confusing to say the least since she had spent most of the past year in a relationship. Sure, Logan had always been in a constant in her life and while they weren’t as close as Logan was with her little sister, she had always felt like their connection was fairly special too. She took a moment just to look at her before leaning over to kiss her cheek and dragging her fingers up the younger girls back. “Good morning, elf,” she teased, careful not to raise her voice too high as she was sure it would throw both of them off. When Logan finally stirred she tipped the elf ears off of her head so she could see her better. “Just needed to make sure you were alive. I think we both need water. And probably a shower and food and..” she trailed off and laughed softly. “I just made myself tired speaking about all of that. We really went hard for the holidays, didn’t we?” Her smile never faded as Logan responded, her cheeks red when she finally stopped speaking and before she knew it she and Logan were tangled up together again and she let out a content sigh as she buried her face in her neck and kissed it softly. “You’ve 100% made the holidays more bearable in every sense. I think I may love Christmas now.”

✈️ – our muses go on a holiday vacation together

"You know, I just had a moment where I kind of missed my family but this view..my god.” Gabby let out a low whistle as she stood in the doorway that led to the beachside patio of their hotel room. Holidays were usually all about family time but Gabby had manage to convince Sloan that spending New Years Eve on vacation was a good idea and so far she hadn’t been wrong. They had both been working so hard lately but Sloan had worked on an Oscar nominated film this year and she wanted her to feel as celebrated as possible. “You know, one day we could totally live abroad. Somewhere tropical where you can be in your swim suit all the time.” She laughed softly and walked closer to her before sitting in her lap. She took Sloan’s glass of champagne and took a few sips. Part of her had wanted to party in the New Year but after months of busy schedules, she wanted nothing more than to just be in Sloan’s company, finding that uninterrupted time with her was the best gift she had gotten that Christmas. She could hear people counting down in the distance, a soft laugh escaping her lips as she cupped Sloan’s cheek and started to pull her closer. When she heard the countdown reach 1 and the fireworks go off in the distance, she leaned in and kissed her passionately, lingering for a moment before she pressed her forehead against, Sloan’s. “Feliz Año Nuevo, mi amor,” she whispered and kissed her again, before kissing her all over her face through her laughter. “I love you so much, you know that, right?” Her smile widened as Sloan responded and she set her glass aside, leaning in to kiss her again but showed no sign of stopping this time as she moved to lay her back on the couch.

🎅 – one of our muses is dressed as santa and the other sits in their lap

When Tim had told her that the gym would be holding some kind of Christmas fundraiser for kids, Amber had no idea that her boyfriend would get rope into dressing up as santa. But sure enough, when she got there with a ton of donations, she found the long line of kids leading up to a dressed up Tim who definitely had to stuff his costume to be a bit more believable. She knew he hated being the center of attention but he was so good with kids it was hard not to be completely endeared as she watched him play the role perfectly. She did her best to stay in the background, helping the staff with food and presents and making sure the kids didn’t get too out of control. But as the day was winding down and the line got shorter, Amber eventually made her way to the front, a cheesy grin on her face as she caught his eye. “Have time for a few more gift wishes?” She laughed before easily falling into his lap, wrapping her arms around his shoulders as he pulled his fake beard down so she could kiss him softly. “Is this the part where I say all I want for christmas is you? Because that’s 100% true but I also want a new blender for our apartment. I think that’s reasonable, right?”

💔 – our muses are both single on christmas

Since his divorce with Colette, Leo had done his best to keep a low profile, to just focus on work and pushing his career forward. He was doing his best to not push his friends away as he tried to process everything that had happened but as more months passed, the easier it got. It was why he had let Day and Ray convince him that their new Years Eve party was the perfect opportunity for him to catch up with everyone and to ease back into life with his friend group. But if Leo were to take a second to think about it, he was most nervous about seeing Hailey, realizing that this was the first time in a really long time where they both weren’t in a relationship and though he had tried to convince himself that nothing was there anymore, he knew that would change the moment he saw her. And of course, he wasn’t wrong. 

“Oh shit,” he muttered to himself when he spotted her walk in, suddenly all too aware of how his tie looked and if his shoes had any scuff marks on them. Of course by the time he looked up she was closer to him already and he almost dropped his drink while trying to stand straighter, offering a sweet smile when heir eyes met. “Hey stranger, I was hoping you’d be here tonight,” he admitted, hesitating before he pulled her into a hug. He led his eyes close for a moment as he held her, noticing the way her hands rested so firmly on his back before they pulled away. “You look..amazing, Hails. I mean truly a sight for sore eyes.”

If he had it his way he would have spent the entire night catching up with her but of course Monty wanted group photos and then selfies and Day wanted a girls only photo so they were being shuffled in and out. Until the countdown started and Leo found himself searching the crowd for her, finding her just as the clock was about to strike twelve. He slid his arm around her waist and dipped her down, pressing his lips to hers as the crowd roared around them. But he didn’t hear much else than the sound of his heart beating in his ears, as he pulled her back up and pressed his forehead against hers. “Happy New Year, Hailey.” @ladyspug

🎄 – our muses decorate for christmas

"It’s still a bit crooked but do we really care? There’s no way we’re going to beat Rose and Logan or Amber and Tim when it comes to decorating. Plus we’re not hosting so I say, crooked decorations will rise!” Lavender laughed softly as she moved to stand next to Layla in front of their Christmas tree. It was the first Christmas they were celebrating in their apartment together and though the huge family party they were going to tonight was sure to fill up all their holiday cheer; there was something special about putting some decorations in their own place. “When our moms come over we can just turn the tree so it’s more aesthetically pleasing,” she joked and slid her arms around her girlfriend from behind and kissed her neck lightly. "I’m gonna start on those cakes I told your sister I’d make.” She pulled away from Layla and hummed along with the music playing from her computer, starting to dance around the kitchen. “Don’t make fun of me unless you’re gonna join,” she replied to Layla’s sarcastic remarks, going over to the laptop to put the volume up as she started dancing along even more, holding her hands out for Layla. “It’s just you and me, baby,” she reminded her, laughing softly when she finally stepped forward and she was able to kiss her a few times, her hands sliding into the back pockets of Layla’s jeans as she swayed in front of her. “Important question, how late are we allowed to be to this party because..” she trailed off and looked Layla over with a dreamy sigh. “I think there are a few other things I want to do before I bake.” @ladyspug

🍪 – our muses bake cookies together

“Look, I know me cooking..anything is ambitious but I have faith that with your supervision, following the instructions and the right soundtrack, we can accomplish anything.” Cass did her best to sound confident after having made a bet with Dove that she could actually cook something edible. She figured baking was easier than cooking and chocolate chip cookies couldn’t be so hard. She hooked up her phone to the speakers and started to dance around with Gen before focusing on the instructions. She had managed to get the cookies onto the baking sheet without the batter going everywhere and though it didn’t seem like quite the right color or texture they figured if they just slid it on in and let it cook then all would be right. “Okay, timer is set,” she said with a proud smile. She turned the volume up as they started to clean which only meant she missed the sound of the time when it went off. “Oh shit.” The alarm in the apartment went off and Cass let out a scream as she ran towards the oven and pulled it open, coughing as she grabbed the oven mitts and tried to fan away the smoke. “Shit, open the window!” She let out a groan as she finally took the pan out and looked over the burnt cookies. “I fucked that up real bad, didn’t I? Think if I just..buy some from the store and put it in tupperware she’ll know the difference?” @perfectlyfuckingcivils

🎁 – our muses exchange presents

"I uh, hate to be a nuisance, Fran, but you told me she’d be free an hour ago. I’ve been standing in her trailer for a good three hours. I almost ate all of her potato chips. Now? She’s on her way now? You promise? Thank youuu!” Percy took a deep breath and was quick in cleaning up the chips, getting on the floor for a quick moment to do some quick crunches before he heard the door to the trailer open and he jumped up, doing his best to flex as she walked in. They hadn’t seen each other in almost a month because of her shooting schedule and his traveling for the launch of his new line. But it was the holidays and if there was a time of year the Barnes-Finch’s valued it was that. Percy still considered them newlyweds even though they were nearing two years of being married and he was determined to keep his promise of keeping the spark alive. That and he’d take any excuse to show up in Sage’s trailed in a pair of red underwear, no shirt and a santa hat. “Surprise!” Percy yelled out when she walked in, laughing at her surprised face and pulling her close and kissing her hard the moment he was able to. “I figured I’d make a good gift this year,” he said softly as his hands fell to her waist, welcoming all the kisses she gave to his face and every other part of his torso. “Missed you too, beautiful.” His eyes were full of excitement as he looked her over and let out a laugh. “We’ll have plenty of time for gifts later, I promise I’m not your only gift but right now well right now I think that trailer couch really needs some breaking in, Mrs. Barnes-Finch.” @karlasouzawrites​

🎤 – one of our muses tries to get the other to sing christmas carols 

“Don’t give me that look, it’s going to be fun.” It was no secret that the holidays put an extra pep in Nathan’s step whenever it came around. Sure his family wasn’t exactly the warm and loving ones you saw on TV and he had made his own family out of his friends, but he was a big believer that things just got better when there was snow on the ground and Christmas music playing everywhere. He had seen tons of Christmas movie and even made a list of things he wanted to do when the holidays rolled around each year. Last year the boys had let him experiment with all kinds of hot chocolate flavors and indulged him when he asked to for all of them to take the trip to chop down the tree. This year though, he wanted to cross something off the top of his list but he knew he’d never be able to do it alone. Which was why he was now standing in the living room in his fuzzy socks and Christmas sweater with a powerpoint showing on the TV. “So..in conclusion, we will all benefit from joining the carolers this year. Our harmonies will be angelic and imagine all the possible stories we’ll be able to tell one day. And we get to travel around town and free hot chocolate.” He looked at each other their faces and took a few steps forward. “Is that a yes? Please say yes.” He waited a moment longer, his shoulders starting to sag slightly before Chuck jumped up at the same time as Knox and he clapped his hands together. “Okay yes, amazing, wait til you see the outfits I picked out for all of us!” @pgwrites @rihannasweeddealer @perfectlyfuckingcivils

💋 – our muses kiss under the mistletoe  

“You know, half of the time when I tell people to visit me they usually never do.” Fatima was sure she hadn’t stopped smiling since Daphne had landed in Logan Airport. It was surreal to have her there, to get the chance to show her what her actual life was like and as nervous as it made her, it felt natural to have her fit into this version of her life. “You..must really like me or something.” If Fatima was honest with herself, she had thought of Daphne quite a bit since leaving Rosewood and judging by their constant texting, the other girl had been thinking of her just as much. She handed Daphne a mug of hot chocolate as she joined her on the couch near the window, her apartment more decorated for the holidays than it usually was thanks to her little brothers visit earlier that week. “You know, I was actually wondering if I could give you one of your gifts early.” If Daphne looked close enough she could probably see the glint of excitement in Fatima’s eyes and the slight tint of red on her cheeks as she grabbed a box from the table next to the couch, sure it had been a while since she had done something so cheesy. “I figured we had to set things right for the sake of the holidays and since we both weren’t at that party..” she trailed off and took the top off the box to reveal the mistletoe she had bought, laughing softly as she looked at Daphne’s face to gauge her reaction. “I mean, not that I need mistletoe to have an excuse to kiss you, not that I can just like you kiss you whenever I want I mean that’s..presumptuous you know but I mean,” she stopped herself and cleared her throat, her cheeks going even redder once Daphne touched them. “I’m just..really happy you’re here,” she whispered, her heart pounding in her chest as they both leaned forward and she was able to kiss Daphne in a way she had been dreaming of since her last kiss. “Damn.” she whispered as she pulled away, her eyes still closed. “I think I might really love Christmas after all.” @perfectlyfuckingcivils

⛸️ – our muses go ice skating

"Why does it surprise you so much that I can skate?” Simon smirked as he spun around slowly to face Hubert, sure his cheeks were just as red from the cold. “I mean I’m not pro but I know a thing or two. A buddy of mine back home, his dad used to work Security for Rockefeller Center, always let us sneak in. I was like a fucking swan out there,” he joked and moved to stand next to Hubert, if only to give him an excuse to take his arm. “But my favorite part about skating is the after part. You know, chillin, having some hot chocolate, getting all nice and warm.” He wiggled his eyebrow before laughing at his own joke, rubbing at his nose to hide the way he had made his cheeks go even redder. He had known Hubert pretty much since he was adopted into the Rapp family but this had been the most amount of time they had spent together lately and he only hoped that he was being taken seriously. “Do you maybe want to go do that now?” He came to a slow stop in front of him, one of his fingers hooking into the loops on Hubert’s jeans to keep him close and steady. “I mean there’s some great hot chocolate around and I uh, I think I can do a..pretty damn good job of warming you up. You know if uh, if you want.” @spidcypools

👼 – our muses go to church services 

"Don’t look at me like that right now, we are in church on baby jesus birthday.” Willa was doing her best to stifle a laugh as she shook hands with members of the church and posed for photos for the local paper. She was eager to just be spending the day with her family but being Mayor called for a much more public appearance on Christmas morning and Willa was just grateful that Grace had offered to go with her. When they finally had a moment alone, she pulled Grace to the side and kissed her softly, taking a deep breath as she leaned into her. “I don’t want to mess with the spirits by doing it in a church though this dress you’re wearing is like a Christmas gift in itself.” She laughed softly as her cheeks went red at Grace’s response before she was called for another picture. She took Grace’s hand and ran back out, letting her assistant know that she would like to leave within the next ten minutes. When she was finally freed, she all too eagerly took Grace’s hand and told the driver to start the car, practically falling into the backseat with Grace the moment they were out of public view. “So,” she started and kissed her softly, her fingers trailing down Grace’s chest. “Tell me more about these gifts you got me this year.” @dianeskeeton

💲 – our muses go to the mall together to shop for presents

“Remember when Marnie and Mae still believed in Santa and it made our jobs 1000x easier. Why don’t we ever get the same credit as Santa?” Austin laughed as he and October walked through the mall, determined to get a head start on holiday shopping. “Simon finally seems like he’s happy to be apart of the family so I want to get him something special, you know? Like..maybe a leather joint holder.” He smirked as he waited for October’s reaction, laughing she rolled her eyes soon after. “Joking, I’ll wait until he turns 18 for that. The big question is,” he spun her around and pulled her closer if only to make her blush as he stole a kiss, “What am I going to get you? Can we just like..go on vacation and call it a gift?” He laughed and threw his arm around her shoulders, slowing to a stop when he spotted an athletics store and pointed at a boxing bag hanging in the window. “Between Hannibal and Simon, that might be a good investment, what do you think? Are we crushing parenting or what?” @pgwrites

⭐– our muses get dressed up for a holiday party  

“Okay something tells me walking in shirtless with a Santa hat is too overrated. I mean I know I’m usually lazy but if I’m walking in with you then I can’t look like I just rolled out of bed.” Though Simon showed no real sign of moving as he lay back on Samara’s bed and scrolled through his phone, about ten minutes away from taking a nap and just showing up at the party towards the end. He set his phone down on his chest when Samara walked back out from the bathroom to model one of her outfits. “It’s cute, like really cute but eh, maybe something with a bot more colorful pop, you know? It’s Christmas, Mara, not a funeral,” he joked, rolling on his side to avoid one of the pillows she through. “Okay, okay, I’ll be more helpful.” He took a breath and jumped to his feet, humming along to the music on her speakers as he followed her to her closet. “You know, if my arms weren’t so goddamn big, I’d rock one of these dresses. I mean have you seen these legs?” He smirked and pulled out a dress towards the end, checking out the label. “Oh shit, a Keegan Dolsen, damn.” He wiggled his eyebrows and held out the dress for her. “I think this will work and it has to because there’s a joint burning a hole in my pocket and I’d like to smoke it before we go.” He nudged her with a laugh as he walked back out towards the bed, finding that he was actually excited about the party tonight. His friendship with Samara had helped him step out of his comfort zone a bit and he found that he had a lot more fun at Rosewood parties when he was hanging out with her. “Maybe I should go for the shirtless look. You know, pull attention in, see what the field is offering us. And yes, I said us. You know these abs are a great wingman.” @hermanosgeckhoe

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exu calamity playlist time baby!!!!! tracklist under the read more. runtime’s just under two hours but tbh i’ll probably add more tracks in the future.

Listen on Spotify here.

ID: [A drawing inspired by the stained glass graphics in the intro for Exandria Unlimited. It’s done in an amber and brown color scheme, with mirrored hands on each section of glass in different positions. The text reads “The Ring of Brass” with smaller text in a script font at the top that reads “a calamity playlist.” end ID.]

When I Was in my Prime - Rhiannon Giddens and Francesco Turisi // Little sparrow - Leyla McCalla // Hitchin’ a Ride - Amythyst Kiah Isolation - Lana Lubany // Fire - Mal Devisa // Deus in Absentia - Ghost // Panacea For The Poison - Flobots // Red White and Black - Jesca Hoop Wait - The Dear Hunter // Fugitive - Indigo Girls //  Cassandra (acoustic) - Florence + The Machine // Sea Shells - Humbird mantra - Saint Mela // Dark Star - Chicano Batman // Bold with Fire - AJJ // Icarus - Jason Webley // When It All Falls - Flobots From the End of the World - E.L.O. // Peacemaker - Green Day // Time is Running Out - Muse // When They Come for Me - Linkin Park Keep the Devil Out - TORRES // All the Same Mistakes - Mieka Pauley // There Is No Year - Algiers // Destruction - Joywave // ALieNNatioN - The Voidz You, at the End - Lafawndah // Nine Pin - Kaia Kater // Lost Day- Judith Edelman // Severed - The Decemberists // Tattered Flag - Lorn // Heaven Fell (Reprise) - Sega Bodega

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Rules

Answer the 11 questions posted for you

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My 11 Answers

1. What drew you to Tumblr Roleplaying?

I was browsing the Young Justice tag and saw someone’s RP blog for Artemis. And then I made a Kaldur c:

2. Did you RP somewhere else prior to Tumblr? Where else?

Started out on Facebook as a joke. And then Tumblr happened soon after I think?

3. What is your favorite part of RPing?

Writing about character’s motivations and their inner thoughts, exploring their stances on important issues. I also really love writing dialogue, because I think what character says or what they don’t say and just think it said says so much about them. And the way they say it shapes their personality. I love playing with that. 

4. What is your least favorite part of RPing?

Jealousy, drama, anything that makes RP anything but a fun hobby that it’s supposed to be. 

5. Any former muses you miss writing?

I had a lot of fun on Kaldur (who I started out with). And Fenris was great, I miss that grump elf, and Josie. Possibly Spock as well. These are the ones I spent the most time playing I think c:

6. What’s your favorite thing about your muse?

The conflict between realism and idealism, because I relate to that plenty. His relentless belief in certain people. His intelligence. Like I could choose just one.

7. Do you think that if you and your muse were to meet, you would get along?

I could see that with McGraw, but once he becomes Flint it’d be more complicated. Depending on how he and his cause/means to reach said cause would translate to our time, I think he would come across as too intense for my taste but I would gradually come to understand him. But would likely disagree with his methods, pull a Thomas on him and have discourse :D

8. Is there any genre or setting of Roleplay that you cannot stand?

Mpreg, not that fond of babies (depends though, and children are another story), ABO, anything that feels like dragging a character too far OOC. 

9. Do you ever reread threads? Which ones?

Mhmmmm! I love re-reading character’s minds being dissected in interesting ways. And honestly just.... things I enjoyed writing :D

10. Is there any particular plot or dynamic which you haven’t yet had the chance to RP that you want to? What is it?

James during his Navy days maybe? And during the decade before the show began, during the ‘becoming of Flint’. (Though starting a thread with that now!) More s4 Silverflint. More Flint getting really angry.

11. What are your favorite books?

I’m a nerd for fantasy and sci-fi things, so one of my top ones is absolutely His Dark Materials Trilogy by Phillip Pullman (Northern Lights, The Subtle Knife, The Amber Spyglass). Also The HItchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams. The Last Wish (The Witcher series) by Andrzej Sapkowski. Hex series by Rhiannon Lassiter. And then a childhood favorite that will always keep a special place in my heart, the Artemis Fowl series by Eoin Colfer.