#pvach

[sillymuses]

@pvach

"Oh, that shade of pink is lovely! Where did you get that dress from?"

[spoocys-glade-of-dreams]

{starter for @pvach for the main/game universe}

Peach has made a full recovery from her injuries. Rumor has spread of the arrival of Mr. Dark within the glade, and Rayman and Peach have received a formal letter asking to meet with the dark magician. The letter stated he could either visit them at The Mushroom Kingdom, or they could come to Ales' workshop.

Rayman was ready to meet with his old foe, but Peach could see he was still a bit nervous.

[trondopeacekeeper]

[CONTINUATION FROM HERE]

@pvach

Trondo felt a sense of strange despair at the thought of disappointing the Princess, especially since the Peace Keepers was the most perilous region in all the Dragon Realms. His heart was heavy with remorse as he considered the dangers she might face. The mere thought of any harm coming to her innocent way was not pleasing. Althought, the urgency of his predicament demanded her assistance, leaving him with no choice but to seek her aid.

As he addressed the Princess, Trondo's massive wings shifted uneasily. "Ah, I see you're eager to explore the realm of the Peace Keepers, my Lady" he rumbled with an amusement he struggled to suppress. His eyes, a vibrant shade of amber, softened as he looked at her, hoping to mask his concern. "I must warn you, Princess, it's not all peace and tranquility out there. There are gorges, tar pits, and other treacherous landmarks. And don't even get me started on the wildlife. We are heading to the most dangerous place in the Dragon Realms."

Trondo paused, his tail flicking nervously against the ground. He drew a deep breath, the scales along his spine shimmering in the dappled light. "But if all goes well" he added, regaining a note of optimism. "I assure you the rest of the dragons in the other Realms will be eager to know more about you. Those places are far less inhospitable than the desert where I grew up."

He fell silent for a moment, his gaze shifting to the horizon, fearing he might have frightened her away from the mission. After a few moments, as preparations concluded, Trondo began to walk, his footsteps resonating with a sense of purpose.

The journey took long minutes, each step filled with anticipation and unspoken tension, until they finally arrived at the spot where he had first entered the Mushroom Kingdom: a beautiful stone portal, its tympanum crowned with a green jewel. Upon its surface swirled a multicolored vortex, mesmerizing in its chaotic beauty.

"This portal is how I came here.'' Trondo explained, moving his claw with anger towards the device and the situation. "One of the few that still works. A professor from Avalar modified it so I could search for Mario here. Unfortunately, the others in the Realms are now inoperative." His eyes narrowed, a flicker of anger crossing his already fearsome features. "Those damned Gnorcs will pay for this affront."

[spoocys-glade-of-dreams]

When Peach leaned in to give him another kiss, the shock wore off immediately. It would seem he was just a bit embarrassed. Peach returning the affection seems to snap him out of it.

He let out a small laugh once they had parted from that kiss.

"I'm so sorry. I just wasn't expecting that to happen.

It was very nice though."

He took a moment to slide over the biggest meatball to her side of the bowl.

The Princess looked at the fork for a moment, releasing the strand of pasta from her lips, cutting the part that was already in her mouth, a smille formed into fer features as she chews her food.

Oh what a magical moment!! But this time, the kiss will not be accidental as she leans in once she swallows to give him a soft kiss on his lips.

“ 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎!! 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚝 ﹖𝙰𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝, 𝚖𝚢 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 ﹖”

Asked Peach opening her arms to greet him inside them with a hug, her chin over his head, letting the softness of his blonde hair be like a soft pillow for her. , the sweet scent of his cologne and shampoo, he was a dream.

[badxsshottiexllie]

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[kngboo]

hi  peach .   your  frame  looks  lonely  and  empty .

[pussinbccts-archived]

@pvach continued from here

Somehow a piranha plant came to life and was about to eat a princess! Like a hero, Puss in Boots knew he had to protect her.

"Watch out!" Puss warned Peach as he rushed to the scene. He drew his sword, ready for action. But before he could strike, he heard the princess warn him about the plant and saw her hand reach out to him.

"Fear not, princess! I know what I am doing!" he assured her. Whenever the piranha plant tried to chomp Puss, he dodged. Then he flipped behind the plant and with a single swing of his sword, he decapitated it. The cat put his sword away and turned to the princess. "I have vanquished the monster. You are safe." he said proudly as he took his hat off and bowed to her.

[monmuses]

00. The fool and 02. The high priestess/ for Scout and Sniper

a collection of muse headcanon questions inspired by the major arcana of the tarot /  send the corresponding number(s) for headcanons surrounding the given prompts !

00.  the fool  :  what are your muse’s thoughts on new beginnings ? does it frighten them or  excite them ?

02.  the high priestess  :  how does your muse make decisions ? do they trust their instinct or would they rather trust their heart / their logic ?

> With Scout, he is ALWAYS anticipating for something new to change. He’s easy to adapt to new situations for himself, especially with harsh changes. That’s what most of his childhood consisted of, so he has an idea of what to expect with new beginnings. However, he’s generally pretty excited for what’s to come.

> It’s very mixed, and it mostly depends on his mood and energy. He normally makes impulsive decisions, combined with gut instinct and how he feels. But when he KNOWS he’s in the right, he has the logic and emotions set in play. Everything is mapped out in his head when he clicks everything together.

> He is not excited about new beginnings. He very much likes being in his camper by himself and not changing how his lifestyle is like. He isn’t exactly afraid or happy, he just doesn’t really enjoy change that much.

> Sniper is a very logical mercenary who doesn’t often follow what his emotions desire. With him, he thinks it through BEFORE making his choice. He’s way more up there in his head than most mercenaries (for example: Scout), and he takes pride in thinking through certain choices.

[newgroundz]

deimos stalks through the shadows of nexus city as if he belongs in them — as if despite being naught more than an interloper, the universality of these dark, cramped spaces between the concrete walls provides him more than adequate accommodation. when he’s with sanford, they’re tactless, he’s tactless; he’s too caught up on the thought of impressing his teammate and making funny quips, and his ability to strategize suffers for it. it gets him hurt. it could get him killed. but he enjoys it, and he’s used to it, and if he’s being completely honest, he simply wouldn’t have it any other way. dei is the dumbest smart person you will ever meet.

despite this lack of desire for change, he’s been assigned to this mission alone ... and he’s a little bit excited for it. he hasn’t had his life completely in his own hands in a while. it’s stressful, but it’s also familiar, and he finds a sort of comfort in it that he wouldn’t be able to describe if you asked him to. deimos isn’t as strong or as brutal as certain teammates of his are. he’s smaller and scrawnier, and relies more on his training and expertise ... which means, when he’s on his own, he naturally relies more on being stealthy. he feels out of practice, but just as the shadows had felt like home and the loneliness had felt like a long estranged friend, there’s a sickeningly sweet sense of familiarity which swallows him up as he quietly wrenches open a window and chokes out the unfortunate grunt who happened to be in the room he broke into, just as alone as he is. there’s a satisfying element to doing something by yourself, especially when you don’t have time to analyze your proclivity for violence. he takes a moment to brandish a pack of cigarettes, lights himself a smoke to keep his nerves calm and keeps the cancer stick hanging expertly from his mouth as he readies a gun ( silencer equipped, of course ) and makes his way into the hall. everything is gray.

he wants to paint it red.

... but he shouldn’t get too ahead of himself, least of all when he’s here on a mission. he’s supposed to find out where exactly she’s being kept, break her out, and bring her to his temporary hideout in the city while he waits for further instruction. it’s simple enough, and it seems to dei that the stakes are relatively low, so he’s no more stressed than usual ( especially with the additional assistance of nicotine ) as he kills his way to an answer. once deimos has a room number and a key, and he’s shot the dumb motherfucker who gave him both right between the eyes, he makes his way there, continuing on a stealthy path — mostly since he’d rather wait until he has her with him before he starts getting particularly reckless, not realizing that this is the exact same thing he does with sanford around and, wow, he really does just want to impress literally everyone does he ? once again, there’s no time to unpack that. because of the mission, or whatever. yeah.

he finds her room ( if you can call it that ) and the coast is clear, so he procures the key and takes just a moment to put out his cigarette. he likes to think of himself as a bit of a gentleman, even if this is probably a lie, and a gentleman wouldn’t come into a lady’s room with a smoke. he even knocks, though he doesn’t have time to wait for a response before he opens the door, just praying that she’s decent ... and once he does so, he quickly lets himself in, removing the key and locking her door behind him. just in case she needs to be convinced. ❛ princess ? ❜ he asks with a click of his tongue. he already wishes he hadn’t ditched his cigarette. oh, well. ❛ i’m here to help you out of ... er ... here. ❜ what a way with words ! he just hopes she obliges easy. ❛ not to rush you, but we’re on a bit of a time limit, so ... you may want to hurry. ❜

@pvach​ — plotted.

[theaudit0r]

Was she going to visit her friend Audi? Yes. But her eyes took glance of the MAG and she just stoped In her tracks, blue eyes looking at the MAG and she just approaches him, so Big, so fuerce but at the same time looking so huggable. Was the princess looking at him With lovey fovey eyes? Yes. "So ... Precious..." Let he be in trance giving a soft sigh. "Why didn't Mr. Auditor Tell me that you existed, darling?" Hands over her chest as she just have another step forward a soft smile In her face.

Torture had been doing his rounds when he took notice of the rather colorful stranger. He’d heard that his boss had someone visiting often that was “out of place” but the MAG didn’t know to what extent exactly. She was a lot more bubbly than he realized.

“Hrm? Eh… dunno. Probably saves it for meetings and stuff. I am supposed to be his guard after all.” Torture huffed. “You ain’t scared or nothin?” He was certainly surprised and didn’t think he’d be called such baby names.

[spoocys-glade-of-dreams]

{Starter for @pvach for the Beauty and the Beast au}

Ramon and Peach are now engaged and looking forward to their wedding day. They would take time to repair Rayman's room within west wing into it's original condition, now becoming their shared bed chambers. The lord of the estate would also take more time to focus on repairs to the rest of the place, including patching up some parts of the roof.

When the repairs were completed, Peach was recalled to her father's kingdom to try and settle some matters of state. One of these matters being leadership. Peach was still heir to the kingdom, and they needed to discuss what would happen to the crown. The Mayor did mention to them that Peach could pass the duties onto someone else if she wanted to.

Ramon accompanied Peach to her father's kingdom. He was no longer hiding himself beneath layers of cloaks, his regalia now on full display. He still had his hair back for this visit, even though he's been sporting the tuft style more often. They would meet with Ramon's father and he began filling the two in on the status of everything. As they spoke amongst each other, They could see a tall figure in robes and a mask looking over blueprints of some kind. Ramon let out an intrigued hum as he watched. He gently took hold of Peach's arm to get her attention.

"That guy over there. Is he in charge of any building or upgrades for the kingdom?"

"No. He's one of the people that are offering to step up as the new leader."

"... And he's already getting blueprints together for something?"

[feralgalaxy]

💝 👀👀

How He Feels

"Too often is kindness overlooked." The warrior began. "It has always been thought that to be a good mage one must rely on the power of ones spells or the amount of mana you can hold within yourself. But to be kind in the face of adversity and through the pressures of ruling is a strength in its own right."

"To rescue and offer shelter to me when I had been injured is an act of mercy I shall not soon forget. You could say I owe her my life... If it hadn't been for her swift action and care, my wounds could have become infected. And from there, who knows what could have happened."

"And so while I recover I shall offer whatever I can in gratitude. I am not sure how she will make use of the magic I have to teach her, but I trust it will be put to good use. As of right now though, I sense Peach is a touch anxious about certain things- to be fair, I would be too if I was in a position of power over a whole kingdom. But I have confidence in her abilities, and I promise to impart whatever I can onto her until it is time for me to return to the GSA."

[spoocys-glade-of-dreams]

"Of course we can. Lead the way and pick out the spot."

He would cuddle with Peach more before he got up out of the blanket fort, offering a hand for her to take so he could help her out. He asked the toads to fetch him something they could use to hang the portraits. He takes Peach by the hand and lets her guide him through the castle to find a spot to hang them.

When Peach picked the spot, he would help her hang the portraits up, side by side. He backed away to get a better look, a smile growing bigger and bigger on his face, more so when he saw how happy Peach was. He returned the hug and planted a kiss on her forehead, right on the spot where her scar rested, before planting another on her lips.

He returned to the blanket fort with her and allowed the princess to rest on top of him. He let more giggles escape his lips as his beloved cuddled him. He would stare lovingly into those beautiful blue eyes as they laid together.

Peach looked at the other painting... A family protrait... King and queen with prince ad princess. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐟𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝... 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬... 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦, 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐚𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞. A Genuine smile, making her even more beautiful than she is now as she lets a soft sob escape her.

Hugging her beloved king more and more each word that cae from his mouth, the more that she fell in love with him.

“ 𝚈𝚘𝚞'𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚝. 𝙲𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚎 𝚐𝚘 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚜 ﹖𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞. 𝙰𝚜 𝚖𝚢 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐. ”

Says her as she dries her last tears holding both portarits under her arms to go to the hallway and from the old places that Fernando's portraits were hanging. The new ones would be hanging too... One beside the other, Her family. Her loved ones.

Going to hug her beloved king, Peach just caressed his cheek softly.

Kissing his nose and resting the side of her head on his shoulder to admire the beautiful gifts for some minutes, before leaving to the fort again holding Rayman from his hand and laying her weight on him falling over the mattress to just hug him and kiss his cheek as she looks at him with her beautiful blue eyes.

[badxsshottiexllie]

As beautiful as a rose, but with the heart of a fighter.

Indie Semi - Selective Fandomless OC

Rebooted March 2020

10 Years of RP Experience

Crossover / OC Friendly

Friendly Mun

Credit goes to Bel of @limblcss / @sircina / @pvach for the cool header for this promo!

[galaxies-unknown-a]

🌹 What is their favorite childhood memory? For Meta Knight and Rouge

[Muse's childhood asks!]

He was so young, so rambunctious- it was his first play ever, freshly debuted. Onstage, the actors for the scene were practically yelling their lines- a feud that roared to life with all their skill. Meta was backstage, fighting off noogies from his mother while he and the others played out the scene onstage, to a much more comedic degree. None of them could really 'speak' for fear of their equipment catching their words, but it was funny all the same- hushed laughter and muted claps.

It was a culmination of effort- a full year in the making to craft this story, and the audience would never know how much the actors were laughing and goofing off behind the scenes... Not until the curtains would be inevitably drawn, the lights inevitably shut off.

"SCOUNDREL!" He'd rushed out, fake sword flashing in the limelight. This was his moment- to play his part.

He'd fallen flat on his face.

Looking back on it, it was truly hilarious- even to this day. But in the moment, it had felt so embarrassing. He found himself chuckling softly.

.... Fonder days, fonder days...

She had snuck out. The night air tickled her ears as she soared from the home that held her prisoner, the parents that held her captive. It was their own lessons that led to her rise- having picked the lock and snuck past their bedroom. Now here she was, free in the air, wings nearly glittering against a starry sky.

It didn't take long for her to find civilization, touching down just outside a local mall. Rouge spread her arms, stretching but for a moment before sashaying forward. She was done letting her parents rule her life-- and this night, this moment, marked her leaving their hold.

They could teach her all she wanted, try to force her to be the thief they desired- but like any good thief, she wasn't going to listen. No, no...

She was going to do things HER way.

[funbonded]

Ƒ Ƒ｡ - ･:*:･ﾟ★, ❝ Pink is a great color, isn’t it? ❞ The animatronic panda loomed over the princess, curiosity enraptured him. It was not very often he saw lost souls on this beaten path. His worn metal shrieked like a banshee as he pursued her through overbearing trees. 

Suddenly two blue lights lit up the dark, revealing the untended animatronic. He was worn beyond repair, weathered by rain and snow. He emerged, lurching forward like death itself. ❝ My favorite color, even. ❞ He cooed. ❝ That’s a nice dress. It makes me wonder why someone of clear importance would be out here all by herself? Especially not with death in itself in his wake. ❞ He chuckled. This was a game of cat and mouse and he had the princess right where he wanted her. 

/ ❥ @pvach​