#ooc; hope this is okay :3

[auburniivenus]

╰┈➤ @goddessrisen got healed !

In   the   heart   of   NOCTURNAL   summer,   upon   a   bench   ancient   and   worn,   two   entities   of   disparate   essence   did   chance   encounter   under   the   moon's   omnipotent   scrutiny.   The   ambience   hung   rich   with   the   potent   aroma   of   night-blooming   florals,   carried   by   zephyrs   communicating   occult   messages   through   the   foliage   above.   In   the   moon's   argent   illumination,   shadows   performed   their   capricious   dance,   spinning   about   the   magnificent   trunks   of   time-scarred   arboreal   sentinels.

Inoue,   cocooned   in   the   moon's   tranquil   radiance,   her   ocular   orbs   reflecting   its   diaphanous   effulgence.   Her   regard   was   ensnared   by   the   vivacity   of   a   festival   near   at   hand—a   PHANTASMAGORIA   of   hue   and   sonance—life's   very   exuberance   pulsating   in   accordance   with   the   taiko's   tribal   cadence.   The   drums'   rhythm   resonated   within   her   being—a   second   pulse   that   anchored   her   to   this   fluctuating   conjunction   of   space   and   chronology.

Her   companion,   a   silhouette   accentuated   by   lunar   artistry,   had   a   demeanor   complemented   by   soft   lunar   mercy.   A   cipher   concealed   in   the   nocturnal   rustle   of   her   attire—a   summer   dress—and   enunciated   by   playful   zephyrs.   Roseate   margins   curled   in   a   gesture   of   invitation,   yet   mystery   persisted.   Orihime’s   utterance   emerged   as   a   dulcet   breath   woven   into   the   night   air.   “Are   you   a   foreigner?   I   never   saw   you   around   here.”

[stray-tim]

So:

@hinata-rosario-revamped @billyybatsonz and @jamesgordon-jr

(and maybe @vampire-robin if you wanna join)

Me and the supplies are waiting in the alley near the old, closed convenience store at 45th in Downtown! Let's feed some cats! ฅ≽^•⩊•^≼ฅ

[balladetto]

hh...hii.

[handgiven]

starting to be a lil overwhelmed by the number of followers here, even if it isn't that big. might do a bit of a clean-up & softblock those i haven't interacted with at all, ic or ooc. it's nothing personal, just for my sake to keep it small and cozy here. also if u'd still like to interact don't be afraid to refollow/drop a lil like here on this post.

[autemimperator]

*knocks on the door* “Hey, Bisset, Chidi, Open up, fo’ me, will ya, sha? It startin’ to rain bad bad” *Georgia/Gigi leans against the door, figuring one of the two would answer her, having surprised herself by remembering how to even get there in the first place*

@alice-of-hightable

[ A familiar voice outside the door, the Marquis has the doors be opened just in time for a cold breeze to have swept the outside. ]

➜ The doors of the estate open

“ 𝐆𝐄𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐈𝐀 𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐓𝐓 ? I am rather . . . surprised to see you here in the middle of central Paris than the Continental in New York . ”

“ And I’m also surprised that you are a little… how to say this ? Vous avez besoin de vous rafraîchir (You need to freshen up) . Just a tiny bit. ”

[ She has not changed. Still a little condescending with more respect attached to his actions and words for Georgia since they know eachother. ]

[evandalist-in-gotham]

oh that reminds me! got this good photo of @gotham-s-nightingale

almost fell off the building with how close i went, but worth it

[ghostsandmirrors]

( starter for @sublimetimetravelturtle )

"You 'kay?"

His words--cut short before he could utter 'Stevie' like he had when they were smaller--floated in from where he'd been sat since they'd let his arm out of the vice. He was watching Steve, maybe a little too closely, with an air of exhaustion about him. In his defence, it'd been a long day.

Couple of days? How long had he even been unconscious?

However long it'd been, it wasn't the longest blank spot in his memory so it wasn't as important as anything else he could've been focused on in that moment, with his priority being Steve. He was very certain, because the whole situation was a lot for him, that none of this was particularly easy.

[https-luka]

❛  do you ever wonder what our lives will be like in ten years?  ❜

- @oh-my-clematis

Luka looked towards the other version of himself, lost in thought for a moment. It was... a tricky question. Because, for the most part, Luka was sure he'd be dead in ten years. That, or on round 60 of Alien Stage... but he was sure people would tire of him by then. Age would catch up, and his heart would continue to falter, and people would get bored.

But, what did all of that matter? He was alive now. He had the chance to do things, to meet people, whether they flittered away amongst the rest of the contestants. Every life was precious in Luka's eyes — every life was his. Perhaps his own wasn't considered, well... his own, but he could still make do with what he had. And he had time. He did, however, wonder where he'd be. What he'd be doing. Who he'd be doing it with. So he nodded towards the other Luka, eyes glittering.

"Yes. I do. Do you? Do you ever wonder what the stars will look like, in ten years?" He cast a glance upwards towards the sky, a smile on his face. "Do you think they'll be as beautiful as they are tonight?"

[goggledboi]

Moooorning

Good morning. How are you doing?

[fxrdpines]

@kleinstar liked for a starter

Exploring the different wards was taking more time than he would think to consume.

Each of them, despite being part of the same city were so vastly different than each other - it was hard to comprehend at times. And yet, despite the situation - knowing that his brother was here, that things weren't the worst it could be...

Well, this was one of the few times on his multi-versal adventures that he felt he could take things a bit slower. There was no looming threat - at least, not like it was before. Even if he didn't trust whatever high powers ran the show here, nor the fact that Cipher was here, powerless as he was for now.

The sense of paranoia - the churning in his stomach couldn't be quite shaken off, not after having been thrown into this situation so recently. But he couldn't do anything to combat the worst situations.

He could combat the ignorance he held of the situation though, as well as research other things. So his first steps were to find out where exactly he could - finally landing on one place in particular to start. The Library of Xalphina fit that description quite well.

Even if the texts themselves were often barely legible. A groan escaped his mouth as he rubbed the bridge of his nose, after having opened up another to find once again - pages where text could not be made out. Because of course. "Whoever first kept these tombs did a terrible job at it..." He said, muttering to himself, shaking his head. Honestly, the standard to keep these texts like this was frankly insulting to see. It was a miracle most of them had kept so well.

Still - it hadn't been a total loss so far. Stacks of books surrounded the table had had situated himself at, making sure to choose one far away from one of the rivers that flowed through the library.

... To put it quite bluntly, he had constructed what one could almost call a book fort. A sight to beheld by anyone that passed by, for sure, though at the moment it seems the man was too engrossed in the illegible text in front of him to really notice anyone getting close.

[hearthtales]

it is,,, my birthday,,,,

[auburniivenus]

╰┈➤ @pure-patissiere got healed ❤

Dawn's   soft   light   heralds   the   morning,   its   hour   still   precocious,   around   seven,   as   Orihime   departs   on   her   recherche   for   fresh   ingredients.   The   vibrant   Karakura   market,   known   for   its   eclectic   nonuniformity,   blossoms   into   a   Farmer's   Market   Saturday   and   Sunday   mornings.   Donned   in   comfortable   attire   composed   of   obsidian   leggings   coupled   with   a   tank   top   and   an   elegant   emerald   green   zip-up   sweater,   she   saunters   through   the   market.

Comely   maiden   peruses   deliberately   among   stands   of   herbs,   vegetables,   and   a   select   assortment   of   fruits   such   as   tomatoes   and   lemons.   A   reusable   bag   accompanies   her,   its   interior   designed   to   maintain   the   freshness   of   her   purchases;   already   half   full.   She   absorbs   the   experience   while   simultaneously   taking   care   to   greet   each   vendor.   Familiarity   abounds,   as   she   knows   some   by   name   and   has   even   established   relationships   with   those   who   set   aside   specific   produce   for   her.   Engrossed   in   a   congenial   dialogue   with   a   farmer   about   his   artichokes,   analyzing   the   harvest   yield   and   frequency   when   her   gaze   falls   upon   an   approaching   vision   of   beauty—another   young   woman   seeking   nature's   bounty.   "Do   you   frequent   this   place   as   well?   The   offerings   here   are   truly   exceptional."

[thusaliar]

@ervaurem and @infernalpursuit asked: 🏠 / 💡 x2 / 💌 x2 / 🎀 from Mun Communication Preferences

🏠 Do you prefer to RP within just one fandom, or more? Which verses of yours are more, or less compatible with others? - Truth is, this blog is not my only rp blog! I have 3 more, all dedicated to different muses and all from entirely different fandoms. I am most active with P right now, but I don't like to settle with one fandom at all. While it's easier to write muses within the same fandom, crossovers are just as fun, simply require a bit more work :) I have a verse specifically for crossovers but it doesn't explain how they happen; they just do! And it's always something I'm willing to plot, without it there's just no difference from my main verse :) Though I'm trying to make P (or any other muses I write) work as best as possible in different verses and I'm always happy to think of a backstory for him in a different world :)

💡Do you get ideas from reading meta/headcanons/bios, or do those only pop up as you write? -I absolutely do! While I come up with headcanons on my own a lot, practically daily, seeing headcanons coming from other people always inspires me to think more about mine! I absolutely love to think and gush about my favourite characters and headcanons are one of many ways to do so.

💌 Have you ever hit it off with a mun right away? What were they like? How fast do you think it takes to warm up to new people? -It usually takes time for me to warm up to people, often being simply anxious to reach out. I am easily intimidated and if someone's writing or aesthetics or graphics impress me, it's basically over for me! I know that I usually don't have anything to be afraid of, because behind those blogs there are people just like me, but it still doesn't help me haha. This being said, once I do warm up to someone, you're not getting rid of me easily!! It might take a while, but I'll warm up eventually :)) As to hitting it off with other muns, that actually happens too! There's no rule as to who is easier for me to talk to, sometimes it just happens. One of the first people I got to talk with so easily was Teddy (hi Ted) and now of course Gio and even more so my beloved Shai!! Love each and every one of you :) (This being said, I love friends I had to warm up to first just as much!! -looking at you Star and Hound- )

🎀 What's the last nice thing you saw pertaining to rp? -Hmm, honestly it's not an easy answer! I've been in a plenty of fandoms and a lot of them were much less kind than now LoP is. But I definitely have to say, the openness of Lies of P rpc and the small group we managed to make here is just wonderful! And more generally, I love seeing people reblog each other's promos or send positivity messages, especially the unprompted ones. I've been on trpc for 4 years with breaks and it wasn't always this nice or welcoming, so it's definitely a nice change!!

[lususnatura]

🎤 🎤 🎤

a song that i associate with my muse meme!

AHH, hey, ramone!! thank you for sending in this prompt :D since you sent in three of the mic's, i shall now be treating you to three songs that make me think of blamore when i hear them / that i associate with it. an explanation of why i chose them will be in the tags <3

hozier - who we are.

icehouse - crazy.

depeche mode - personal jesus.

[justsigma-bsd]

if that's what you want, then i would support it. but don't keep them waiting too long. i'm sure everyone will miss your presence.

sighs

yeah. wish i can be up here forever. everything so lovely and beautiful from up here.

wish we could be like the birds, flying around and not being bound by gravity.

oh. sorry. that was a bit sad sounding.

-🪶 (@feathered--anon)

(listening to a song and it's affecting my mood. i hope that you're having a good day/night/whenever you manage to read this, mod.)

(just know that no one can do what you do for the BSD RP community, and we all love you for that. am i being too sappy? yes because i am in a sappy mood.)

"I... yea, maybe. Dunno"

*He let's out a sigh.*

"Mhm... you're right, though. Would be nice"

[yaroudomos]

-smooch-