#sound of magic rp

[mymusehowls]

Fandom Character RP (m-s)

[ a through m ]

MO DAO ZU SHI/THE UNTAMED/GRANDMASTER DEMONIC CULTIVATION A-Qing Jiang Yanli Jin Rusong Lan Sizhui/Wen Yuan Lan Wangji Lan Xichen Mo Xuanyu Nie Mingjue Ouyang Zizhen Qin Su Wen Qing Wei Wuxian (or fem!wwx) Xue Yang

ONCE UPON A TIME Alice (OUATiW) Belle French Ruby Lucas Cora Mills (young)

RESIDENT EVIL Alice Jill Valentine (various)

SABRINA (CHILLING ADV) Sabrina Ambrose

SCUM VILLAIN SELF SAVING SYSTEM Luo Binghe Liu Qingge Shang Qinghua Shen Qingqiu (or Shen Yuan) Yang Yixuan

SOUND OF MAGIC Yoon Ah-Yi Na Il-deung

STRANGER THINGS Eleven Nancy

SUPERNATURAL Amy Milton Castiel Dean Winchester Gabriel (any version) Ruby (either version) Sam Winchester (or fem!sam)

[ t through z ]

[allthewriteplaces]

RP Anyone?!?!

I am considering opening up my DMs for fandom-themed roleplays, which may help me get in the mood to write again, so if anyone is interested, let me know and I'll get back to you ASAP!

Some of the fandoms/movies I'm willing to RP:

Marvel

Peaky Blinders

OUAT

Sherlock Holmes (RDJ film series)

Shadow and Bone/Six of Crows

The Sandman

Lucifer

The Witcher

Bridgerton

Pirates of the Caribbean

The Princess Bride

Robin Hood Cinematic Universe

The Sound of Magic (K-Drama)

The Mortal Instruments (Movie)

Bullet Train

John Wick (Specifically Chapter 4!)

Ocean's Eight

Shōgun (Modern-ish?)

If there are other fandoms you're into, we can discuss it in DMs.

Please list your age in your bio!!! No exceptions! This keeps everyone safe and automatically sets boundaries for how far you are willing to go when it comes to roleplay, especially when it comes to romance or action aspects of the plot.

Note that my roleplays are always PG-13 at the most regardless of age, which means nothing too explicit or graphic or triggering, but at least this way, I know that you're engaging in fandoms and RPs that are appropriate!

Rule of thumb: If your response isn't something you want your great aunt Betsy to stumble across, then it's probably not suitable for the RP!

Anyway, like I said, if you're interested, feel free to message me and I will get back to you as soon as I can!

[crowleytwstrp]

HEY CROWLEY! UR INVITED TO THE TWISTED PLAYHOUSE DAYCARE!

JUST WATCH OUT FOR RUGGIE'S KID, ROLLY AND HER CLONES PARTY CANON!

"Ruggie's kid? Ruggie Bucchi? The sophomore?" Crowley gawks, clearly confused.

Ghost Janitor appears to clarify a few things, "Future kids... seems like some sort of time anomaly is happening here? To be fair, I've noticed a lot of anomalies since using this Tumblr device."

"Oh, well... As if trying to find a way to get the Prefect back to their world isn't confusing already... I'm afraid I simply don't have the ti-"

"Considering this time anomaly happening here, I'm sure you could treat this like a vacation without any hinderance to your usual work schedule."

". . . I would graciously accept such a kind offer! There is only one issue, I'm more used to working with older teenagers. I'm not sure about interacting with such young children. Though if you need any help, I'm sure I can spare some of my time to do so!" Crowley, while excited for consequence-free vacations, is not too excited to spend such time potentially babysitting.

[moonlight-eternal]

Oh! I'm sorry for not explaining; I suppose you're pretty new to this world and the options it gives for transgender folks like you. It's true, hormones can't make your voice higher. But there's a series of guided vocal exercises that are designed specifically to help women like you sound more conventionally feminine!

The downside is that it takes a while, and a lot of effort. And in order to improve, you need to listen to your own voice. Which, ironically, might make you feel worse. Transition is something that's personal to you, and there's no singular right way to do it. Still, please keep it in mind.

Where might I find these exercises? What library must I venture to in search of this new skill?

Even should the cost be great, I have time unlimited and am well accustomed to the particular pain of this existence. I can cast illusions of my sister's voice if I really must, but such is difficult in daily speech and reservèd I keep that skill for the guidance of Undead through a programmed image. To achieve a similar sound without magic seemeth unthinkable, yet this world is filled with wonders. I am here to learn all that I can, and this shall be no different.

[theolsuspendisbelief]

I love love love that we're in an age of welcoming and inclusivity when it comes to TTRPG games, as a weird loud nerd girl who could not find a goddamn table in her small mid-west hometown. Seriously.

But the current discourse, for D&D at least, seems to be having a really reactionary hate-on against people who like to play with a more strict rules-as-written style, dismissing such folk as gate-keepy.

I've got the Covid, so I'm honestly not sure what I'm trying to say here exactly, but as a "rules make games more fun" sort of nerd: Hey friends, there's tables for all of us, let's not harsh on other people's play styles.

[amysky21]

I am devastated that I don’t have any friends that listen to Worlds Beyond Number, because the new episode (ep 33 The Witness) is the single best episode of a ttrpg actual play I think I’ll ever see (figuratively, because it’s a podcast).

The insane amount of trust between all of them to be able to let loose on each other’s characters in such an (understandably) volatile way was just awe inspiring. It evoked so much feeling, and such complex feelings. The characters are having a rough time (understatement) and to finally have the horrible emotional catharsis of release was horrible and beautiful. It had the vibe of ‘my parents are fighting’ in all the right ways.

Also the sound design was phenomenal. Taylor worked some kind of magic with all of the details, and (vague spoilers) Suvi’s identify spell was such an amazing experience to hear. It almost felt like the magic of seeing the scene in the boat from the old Charlie and the chocolate factory movie, just a torrent of feelings and sounds.

@quiddie’s rp was breathtaking. Literally, I had chest pain from how stressed I was (affectionate). Suvi is the most intricately complex character I’ve ever had the pleasure to obsess over and I adore her because of how humanly real she feels.

I literally don’t have the words to explain how much I loved this episode. This image just about sums it up.

Ps, I’ve watched all d20 seasons and some other stuff and don’t think I’d ever heard Lou raise his voice seriously before (“you lied” from Ravening War is the closest but that didn’t have the same vibe because it was about being slammed down big style) and I fully put my hand over my mouth like a shocked Victorian woman. God, they’re all just such good actors, storytellers, improvisers aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

[demon-blood-youths]

Huh?! She's wrong? But so close?

Ink listened to the other before she was in awe seeing his hand waved around and slipped it back through, demonstrating his ability. The man told her the correct answer making Ink stare more dumbfounded at him.

An ability. A space splicer and manipulator? He can use anything from his cape as a pocket dimension. Creating portals to send people and for travel.

Doesn't that sound like magic!?' Ink thought. When the other shows what magic is. She saw him hovering in the air. Ink goes to walk around him and touches what's below him to see if there's something he can stand on. "Wait a second! You said you do that space splicer and controlling thing. Can you use space to lift yourself up?!" She said

"And the way you said it. How is it not magic if you can splice space or something? What's the difference?" Ink asked.

"Bzzt~! WRONG WRONG WRONG~! Good guess though~! You were SOOOO close~!" His hand waved around and he slipped it back through, returning to his side. "It's actually my ability that I can do such things~! I am a space splicer and manipulator~! I can do anything from use my cape as a pocket dimension, to creating portals and sending people elsewhere~! I can also travel using my cape and go long distances~!" he explained to the girl.

"Now if you want to see magic, I can do that too~!" He picked his feet up off the ground, both feet, and hovered in the air. "Go ahead and check around me, you'll find no trickery~! This is MAGIC~!"

[rhiaarrow]

Honestly I think Bad and the Late Night Trio is my favorite dynamic that's come out of the QSMP.

And I'm not just talking about qBad, Dapper, Pomme and Richas I'm also talking about ccBad, Dappmin, Pommin and Ricardão.

It's just the little things they do, because they're just so used to each other by now and the adms have become such good friends because of the amount of time they spend together on and off the server.

There's just so many examples that stick in my head because they're just so sweet when you realize that none of this people knew each other this time last year.

Like the time when Richas just showed up in front of Bad randomly one day after the reset (the day that Dapper set up the magnet mining machine) and just went;

"Dapper told me through the magic of discord to come see the cool stuff you've been doing, what am I here to see tio?"

Or when Bad and Dapper were out investigating and Dapper puts down a sign saying;

"Richas won't stop telepathically asking if he can come visit."

To which Bad just offhandedly replies

"If he can Dragon Magic his way here then sure, but I am not walking all the way home already."

And sure enough, a few minutes later we hear Richas' horn sound out as he appears out of the blue, having finally been given permission by Dappmin to join their exploration

Not to mention the amount of times we've arrived and been told by Bad; "So heres what [Richas or Pomme or Dapper or any combination of those 3] and I did off stream. "

Or "No Richas I'm not leaving I'm just sending the Ghosties off."

Or when Bad was attempting to figure out how to bribe Richas into keeping his armour on in Lucky Ducks by figuring out what he loved the most before going

"If you don't put your armour on I'll take away fofoca time."

And then explained to the chat that 'fofoca time' is what Richas calls it when he and Bad hang out after stream and that got Richas to put his armour on immediately.

Or even today when Bad threatened to end stream in order to make Richas use a heart container.

Not to mention the night Pommin and Ricardão spent with ccBad training him in battleship before that day in Purgatory 2 or the night they spent modifying the egg signs together.

My favorite example of how close they are even outside of their characters will still forever be the night when Bad, Richas and Pomme were collecting ice together to cover the favela ocean and Ricardão and Pommin were very obviously sat in a vc together while the mined.

They spent a while teaching Bad and the other how to pronounce certain sounds in their native languages.

Then Richarlyson asked Bad about a sound he struggled with in English so Bad taught Ricardão how to make the 'th' sound in the English language correctly while Pommin judged the noise they were making because Bad obviously couldn't hear.

Then later Bad asks Pomme where Richas went since he wasn't visible on the map and she just stands there before telling him that she knows the location and taking him to the exact coordinates.

And they do that a couple times until Bad finally decides to sneak up on Richas and scares Ricardão so bad that he stops moving completely in game for a solid minute and Pommin is just keyboard smashing on signs because she's laughing too hard at how loudly they screamed.

And then Ricardão had to go afk for a couple minutes later on because someone had come to check on them since they'd screamed so loud so early in the morning and they had to tell them that they were, in fact, fine.

Sure right now the way they interact with each other definitely slightly breaks Bad's rp of not knowing each other, especially with Richas.

But at the end of the day when they hang out together it's not just qBad and Richarlyson, it's also Ricardão & ccBad who have spent a frankly ridiculous amount of hours playing together in the less than a year they've known each other (not counting the time Ricardão admitted to being a fan of BBH for).

In fact Ricardão confirmed to Foolish today that since the reset they're the player with the second highest playtime, after Bad, but only by a little bit, and I just think that's very fitting.

Long story short, I LOVE the late night trio and Bad's dynamic because they're just such a chaotic mess who are all willing to do anything and everything that one of them wants to do, no matter how ridiculous it sounds.

It's soooooooo hard to believe they've not even known each other for a year yet because they just all click so fucking well that it's insane.

People from 4 different nationalities, 3 of them playing speechless eggs, and they've become so close thanks to this server. I just think it's beautiful :')

(It is also 3am so I may just be rambling nonsense, so if this makes no sense forgive me xD)

[pkmoth]

“And we thought making a blog would be a fun use of our time while Lucas is visiting m—”

“HOLD IT.”

[Ninten comes in, nearly kicking the door down]

“I gave you the idea, don’t make it sound like you came up with it.”

“SHHHH I WAS… GETTING AROUND TO SAYING THAT.”

“Suuure.”

OOC:

This is a variant of my swap!AU where after the events of swap!mother 3, Claus is invited to fight in the Smash Tournament. Ninten is there as well in place of Ness, though the two aren't swapped otherwise—I just thought it’d be funny.

It should go without saying that this askblog is NOT canon to my swap!AU (that I. erm. still need to actually write), but may have aspects that Are canon!!

I will be tagging all askblog related stuff with #swap!m3 asks

OK:

Ship asks! (Though the main focus is the swap au itself, I am obviously a big clausten shipper and certainly wouldn't mind sprinkling it into the askblog. Lol)

Rp!! Though it's been a while since I've rped so apologies if I'm rusty

Magic anons/asks (perhaps?)

NOT OK:

Nsfw/suggestive asks (obviously.) if I spot an ask that looks oddly fetishy I will Not answer it

Spamming the same ask a billion times

Also, I'll have asks open now but won't be responding to them until next week!!

[artofshinga]

A bit ago I did a whole-ass set of warlocks based on D&D 5e subclasses - mostly for fun and also because my RP group was planning a warlock game. I didn't HAVE to draw one of each but doing so DID help me decide which one I wanted to play (this is, to note, why the characters are all pretty fem-coded - because that's my favorite to RP) Anyway, after I drew them all, folks asked if I'd do other classes too. And I was like, maybe? But, sorcerer did sound fun to do this with so over the last few months I've been working on them kinda on the side while I put most my energy in, like, the commissions I need to finish lol. But here, a bunch of theoretical sorcerers I'd personally play in a game:

Let's start us off with Iris, a half-elf who'd be living a pretty normal life in a normal job (I was thinking she was probably a waitress or somethin) until she finds something weird - a piece of a meteor or something, you know how it goes. Suddenly she has powers, and that's where her adventure would begin More sorcerers under the cut!

Tally I struggled with because, as it turns out, little mechanical fairy wings are complicated to draw. BUT also fun - I liked the idea of a fairy who's lost her wings and while she's trapped in the material plane she befriends a clockmaker who builds her little wings for her and eventually her magic ends up kind of syncing up with the mechanical way he teaches her about the world

Elysia was actually the last one I drew, since I have a DIFFERENT Divine Soul sorcerer I've already designed and want to play as a priority, but then I happened to see something about Greek gods while watching TV one day and thought, oh hey, that'd be a fun way to play with a divinity-themed sorcerer - maybe a musician that caught the affections of a god who blessed her with magic

Cherish is a cheerful tiefling working at an inn with her former-adventurer mother. We can guess what sort of things her mother got up to in her adventure since she ended up raising a child with some mysteriously draconic features

NGL Aine was just a way for me to play with some of the inspirations I used to cling to as a kid. Sailor Moon and other various bits of anime and JRPGs and such that I loved in my youth and used a LOT to inspire art. I wanted to remember that - and a catgirl wearing too many belts sounded perfect for that

Leila is probably my weirdest - she's SPECIFIC, like if there's a campaign set in the Shadowfell or something, I imagined a maid working in a mansion that gets magicked away to this realm and her gaining that shadow power when it happens

One of my first 5e characters was a storm sorcerer - more focused on rain and lightning and thunder. I used the same hair color and close to the same skin color to make this new storm sorcerer as a bit of a nod to that character, and wanted this one more focused on winter storms (including making her a winter eladrin elf)

and last but certainly not least, Gemma the halfling cursed with wild magic. I think she started off her adventuring life with a thieves' group before they found the wrong magic artifact. You know how it goes

[bewitchedfeathers]

Dust and Cold - Sick V/ox and Allergic Al/astor (Rad/iostatic)

Authors notes: (Credit to my RP partner for some of the Alastor’s sneeze spellings! Thanks darling!)

I imagine the Z's in their sneezes are static sounds. I hope you enjoy!

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“Well at least I wasn’t taken down by the common…cuh…heh'iiKSCHH! eh'TSCHhu! heh'iiiiZZSCHHUEE,” he lowered the handkerchief from his face enough that he could dab carefully underneath his pink tinged nose, “the common cold.” He leaned back in his high backed chair and tried to look unaffected.

“Yeah dust allergies are much more dignified,” Vox retorted from the couch opposite Alastor, voice gravelly and rough from his illness.

“I am not allergic to anything. It is merely abominably dusty in h-here with Niffty on vacation,” He finished with a pointed look to Charlie who had just appeared in the doorway.

“She works so hard for the hotel! She deserved that vacation and it was so good of you to give it to her,” she said with a bright encouraging smile that did nothing to raise the dour energy in the room. “And its only for another two days.”

“Hear that Al, you’ll only have to…hahhh…have to….Hahhh’AZZzshuhh…hh’EZzSHUHHh…SNF have to deal with your terrible dust allergies for two more days,” Vox snarked back between sneezing into his fist. He grabbed a few tissues from the box tucked next to him where he was sprawled and cleaned himself up.

“I don’t have allergies,” Alastor sniffed primly, which immediately set him sneezing again. “Hih-IkkTshiuew…hh’hih’ITZZzzShiew. Snf. Surely other members of the hotel are similarly affected. In fact your cold is probably being worsened just by being here and it’d be better for you to leave.”

Charlie froze and looked awkwardly away from Alastor at the mention of others being effected by the dust. A sure sign that Alastor was alone in his sensitivity to dust, whether he admitted it existed or not. 

Vox rolled his eyes, unphased by Alastor’s snarliness. He turned towards his shoulder, away from Charlie, to muffle a coughing fit. It dragged on for a minute sounding rough and forceful, and leaving Vox panting in the aftermath.

“Oh Vox, did you need anything?” Charlie asked, face full of sympathetic concern.

“We’re fine,” Alastor said pointedly (Vox might say possessively). Charlie ignored him and waited for Vox to respond but he waved off her concern with a hand. 

“I’m alright. If I need anything Alastor can summon it for me,” He said with a smug grin to Alastor like he knew the radio demon wouldn’t refute it.

“Only because you are too pitiful to take care of yourself, dear,” Alastor said gazing down his nose at Vox.

Vox’s antennas sparked as he glared at Alastor. “You’re such an asshole.You can never -” he paused to cough before continuing, voice ragged, “-admit to having feelings or something as benign as allergies, even in the happy-Hah’TZZSHHuh.. fucking hotel,” Vox responded snippily.

Alastor’s antlers grew slightly larger as the sound of static filled the room. “It’s the Hazbin Hotel and I don’t have any such weaknesses as…ah-hah…Hih’IKZzZkshiew…” Abruptly the room fell quiet and the heavy feeling of violence disappated as Alastor’s head jolted down into his kerchief. “Hih’IKZZshiew…IKT-zZzzshew….Hih’ih’ihhhh’ZSHIEWW…”

“Gesundheit, Al,” Vox offered placidly, letting the argument go for the moment. 

Alastor blew his nose and then replaced his kerchief with a fresh one with a flick of his fingers tinged green with magic. “Pardon me,” he murmured demurely while he shot Vox a look daring him to say anything.

Vox was distracted by another fit of coughing that he did his best to muffle into his elbow. “Fuck, this is getting ridiculous. Hhh..n-not ahh-again…” he groaned as he slowly built up to another sneeze.

As Vox's eyes fell shut, Alastor's gaze turned slightly softer, tinged with concern. But when Charlie caught it and opened her mouth to comment Alastor shot her a blood curdling look backed by the shriek of microphone feedback. Charlie settled for smiling encouragingly at him instead. 

“Hhhh…hh’huhhh…fuh-fucking heh….hell…” Vox shed a few sneezy tears as the tickle in his sinuses continued to tease him. Alastor noticed Charlie watching Vox succumb to his cold symptoms and felt a need for no one else to see Vox like this. 

“Goodnight, Charlie,” Alastor said pointedly with a glance at the open door, followed by a trio of itchy sounding stifled sneezes. “Hih’TZzsht-IZZshxt-IZZZhew. Pardon me.”

“Gesundheit. Ah, right,” she nodded taking the hint with good humor, “Good night, Alastor. Goodnight, Vox. I hope you're both feeling better in the morning.” She left with a final wave just as Vox launched into a fit of sneezes. Alastor locked the door behind her with a wave of his hand, before turning his attention back to his sick companion.

“Good…huh…goodnight…Huhhh’hhh…HUHhhh’IZZZJSHHHOO…hh’Huh’UhZZZSHHHuhh…hhhhh…hhih…Heh’EIIZZZSHHHeww….” Vox groaned and began mopping himself up, going through quite a few tissues in the process. Alastor grimaced at the pile when Vox was finished and disappeared them with a wave of shadow.

“Gesundheit, dear. Quite the cuhhh-snf cold you managed to catch there,” Alastor commented as he dabbed at his nose. “Would you care for some tea?” 

“Thadks, Al. Tea sou’ds good,” Vox said tiredly, shivering a bit even with a throw blanket wrapped around his shoulders. 

Alastor summoned another blanket, in his favored red tones, over Vox's legs. And then snapped hot tea into existence for each of them. 

Vox huddled over the tea as if trying to soak up its warmth. He took a sip and gave a pleased hum as he found it was made just how he liked it. Then he shot Alastor a grateful little grin. 

“It's perfect, Al. Thadk you.”

“Its nothing, dear. But you're welcome,” Alastor responded, voice fond and expression gone soft around the edges.

A few minutes passed before Alastor’s breath caught and Alastor’s shadow grabbed the cup from him just in time as he started sneezing. The fit bent him forward with each sneeze, his hair falling into his face and ears pressed back.

“Hhh’hih-hihh-hehIKSH’ieww… Eh’TSHHiew..Hnn— KSH! Kshue! Hehh’HEHH?! EIISHHUE!” Alastor gave a staticky groan and dabbed at his red rimmed eyes. “Pardon mbe, dear,” he murmured before blowing his nose to clear out the sound of congestion.

“Holy shit, Alastor, Gesundheit,” Vox said, eyes still a little wide at the ferocity of Alastor’s fit.

“Thank you, dear,” Alastor said straightening his hair and jacket and reclaiming his tea. After which he pretended that nothing had happened, and Vox was tired enough not to tease him about it.

Over the course of Alastor drinking his tea Vox’s gaze grew rheumy and his face flushed in reflection to his rising temperature. Alastor began darting glances at him, Vox for once oblivious to the attention.

“Feeling alright, my dear?” He asked when Vox had stopped drinking from his tea cup for several minutes.

“Hm?” He looked over at Alastor blearily.

Alastor’s smile dipped at the corners, Vox never missed what he said. “How are you feeling, Vox?” 

“Tired…Hhhh’HDZsshhuh-Heh’SHuhh..” He sneezed openly down towards his lap and electric sparks danced across his visible skin. Alastor’s eyes went wide with a mix of alarm and concern. “Gesundheit, darling,” he murmured as he set his own empty tea cup aside.

He stood up and carefully took Vox’s tea and set it aside as well. “Then you should rest, my dear. You’re running a fever.” He adjusted pillows and eased the loose and compliant Vox back until he was fully laying down and tucked in. Once he had Vox’s long limbs tucked underneath the blankets he gave the media demon’s shoulder a pat. 

“Get some sleep, you’ll feel better in the morning.” He stood to return to his chair when Vox let out a staticky whine and rasped, “Don’t leave…”

Alastor sighed softly and sat back down. “I’ll be here when you wake, my dear,” he reassured as Vox’s stuffy breathing grew heavier with sleep.

(And then Alastor stifled his sneezes into silence so as to not wake Vox for however many hours. (And probably catches Vox’s cold))

The End

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Fun Headcanons that came from writing this:

+ Alastor only uses Vox's name when he's irritated or worried

+ Alastor is protective of Vox when he's vulnerable and doesn't like anyone seeing Vox in moments of helplessness (also doesn't want anyone seeing him soft on Vox)

+ If Alastor summons something for Vox its often with designs and colors that represent Alastor, he likes seeing Vox marked as his in some small way

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[Fic Masterlist]

Let me know if you enjoyed and feel free to give me prompts for Haz/bin or Hell/uva! (Anon is on!)

(Also I think for every comment I've received I've written about 300 words - so feel free to get me writing!)

[overx]

Magic Anons cause I miss 'em

No time conditions added for flexibility with RP styles. Make some crack, do some full threads, keep it contained to asks, whatever your heart desires. Feel free to add specifics to any M!A or leave the details for the receiver to decide! If something already applies to a muse, the M!A can make the opposite occur instead.

Physically Transform the Muse!

Thumbelina: Muse shrinks in size

Maximize: Muse increases in size

So... fluffy?: Muse turns into an animal

Mechanize: Organic muses become machines or vice versa

Fangs: Muse turns into a monster from folklore, pop culture, etc

Wait a sec: Muse is stuck looking like a different character

Afterlife: Character turns into a ghost or other undead entity

Not an anime: Character gets animal traits (cat ears, dog tail, wings, etc), but otherwise maintains their normal appearance

Scenario Makers!

Mortality: Muse becomes mortal or immortal (whichever is opposite for them)

Powerless: Muse loses one, several, or ALL of their major abilities/skills/etc

That's new: Muse temporarily gains a new power/ability/trait

Senses: Muse loses a major sense or gains one they don't normally have

Wrong Edition: Muses powers are now the opposite (fire = water, etc)

Trade me: Asker and receiver swap something (powers, appearance, etc)

(Un)mute: Muse can't speak (or can, if they normally can't)

Rewind: Muse reverts to a past version of themselves

Fast Forward: Muse becomes a potential future version of themselves

Sneak Peak: Muse witnesses a snippet of a future event without context (get creative with the method)

Another life: Muse swaps places with an AU version of themselves

Mirror: Muse's usual personality shifts (friendly muses are aggressive, shy characters are outgoing, etc)

Under the weather: Something is wrong with the muse and they can't seem to recover (a cold? something more sinister?)

Jinxed: Muse is suffering from a string of bad luck or misfortune

Two Truths and a Lie: Muse can only lie or only tell the truth (whichever sounds more fun <3)

Amnesia: Muse has lost some or all of their memory

[winewinebloodwine]

[Chuuya carefully avoids eye contact] .... the you for this world hat- hates when. That happens. He used to-

[Chuuya pauses and sighs- swallowing tightly] nevermind. It's just not something I want to fucking talk about.

[Chuuya avoids the topic of Oda] when the hell are you going to stop with the damn short jokes for fucks sake-

And I don't fucking want to be some shitty ass jester or someshit- fuck off. [Chuuya pauses] What was that?-

If someone tries to take another one of my knifes today I'm committing fUCKING WAR CRIMES AGAIN SO FUCK OFF

[lunatyklines]

OVER THE GARDEN WALL (P.1) - a collection of lines from the beloved animated spooky season classic. a rp meme. *adjust pronouns and wording as needed

❝ Wait, wait a second. Uh … [name]? Where are we? ❞

❝ Do you think it's some kind of deranged lunatic with an axe waiting out there in the darkness for innocent victims? ❞

❝ Well, you're slapping yourself, and I'm answering your question, and– ❞

❝ This guy sounds loony. Maybe we should make a break for it, if we can. ❞

❝ We may need to knock him out first. ❞

❝ I dunno. Sometimes I feel like I'm just like…a boat, upon a winding river…twisting, towards an endless black sea… ❞

❝ Did you know, that if you soak a raisin in grape juice, it turns into a grape? ❞

❝ Ugh, you're not helping at all. ❞

❝ Aw, beans! Where is that frog o' mine? ❞

❝ You have beautiful eyes. ❞

❝ Oh, holy moley, hot dog–!! ❞

❝ That was the plan, remember? Knock him out! ❞

❝ Can you turn me into a tiger? It doesn't have to be a magical tiger. ❞

❝ [Name], stop talking to a bush. ❞ 

❝ Oh– do you like waffles? ❞

❝ Pumpkins can't move on their own! Can they? ❞

❝ You find this place as creepy as I do, right? ❞

❝ So, it's some kind of weird cult. They seem nice enough. ❞

❝ Okay. You're in denial. That's fine. ❞

❝ I'm really just looking to leave here. As fast as possible. ❞

❝ You'll never convict! You have no proof! ❞

❝ I simply have to punish you for your transgressions. ❞

❝ I told you this place was bad news! ❞

❝ Maybe they're gonna bury you out there. ❞

❝ Yes! I want your help! ❞

❝ I guess in some ways, I'm trying to get home too. ❞

❝ I don't have to tell you anything. ❞

❝ But we have to do something fun. ❞

❝ We can just keep walking silently, you know? ❞

❝ Hey! What? I'm not a pushover. ❞

❝ The world is a miserable place, [Name]. Life isn't fun. ❞

❝ We need to do our part to make the world a better place! ❞

❝ School?! Not today. ❞

❝ You're late. You know the rules. ❞

❝ Oof. That lady's got some baggage. ❞

❝ So, my theory is hot dogs are not actually dogs, regardless of what they teach you in school. ❞

❝ Oh boy! Mealtime! ❞

❝ This is way better than being chased by a gorilla. ❞

singing ❝ Oh potatoes and molasses, if you want some, oh just ask us~ ❞

❝ I just wanted to have fun, change the world, and make it a better place. But I just made everything worse. ❞

❝ You're a stubborn jerk. When are you gonna give this up? ❞

❝ If only something would go right for a change. ❞

❝ Okay, I think he's asleep. Let's go steal his stuff. ❞

❝ All he ever did was steal my heart away. ❞

❝ I found a duck. Do you know how to make eggs from a duck? I'm hungry. ❞

❝ Finally some good luck. Let's go to this creepy tavern and ask for some directions. ❞

❝ Curse you! Curse you! You'll die someday and I'll laugh! ❞

❝ What kind of person goes out chopping trees in the middle of a thunderstorm at night? ❞

❝ You don't need directions. You follow that compass inside your heart. ❞

❝ Uh … no, I think we need directions. ❞

❝ [Name] was amazing! He sang a song, rode a horse, and saved you from the axe guy! ❞

❝ I was thinking more like flat-out stealing from him. ❞

❝ I want to steal. ❞

❝ Yeah! I want to see the ghost! To the painting! ❞

❝ Afraid of a ghost? Ghosts are just floaty things. ❞

❝ It's stuck. Well, guess we just have to spend some quality time together. ❞

❝ Don't change the subject. ❞

❝ How about you tell me about your darkest secrets instead? ❞

❝ My secrets are too secret. ❞

❝ Now who's avoiding the question? ❞

❝ I secretly whisper poetry to myself in my room at night. ❞

❝ It looks like there was a struggle – a violent struggle. ❞

❝ I can't thank you enough for helping me to face my fears. ❞

❝ It's a rock fact! ❞

[a-den-of-demons]

A Priestess Rescue (Closed RP w/ @asexxxualerotica)

Leila could hear the sound of combat echoing through the halls. Concentrating on her magic, she broke open the lock, and looked around the hallway. The Hobgoblin warlord that had imprisoned her hadn't tortured her yet, but now she was free, and she could see at the end of the hall was her stuff. Approaching it carefully, she was surprised as the door to the hall outside the jail swung open.

[freeusemuses]

Closed RP: The Haunting

The room was dark. Rain drizzled down the cold windowpanes as the howling storm outside buffeted the mansion, but aside from that, not a sound could be heard from inside. The rest of the mansion’s denizens were tucked away, sleeping soundly in their room, while a young man with deep burgundy-red hair lay on the couch, head tilted to the tv across the way, but eyes shut in slumber. It was…almost peaceful.

And then the tv suddenly flickered to life.

At first, the crackling glow of the screen showed nothing more than fuzz, but it slowly began to focus—the image shifting to be a simple glade with a well. The grainy footage rolled over itself slowly, the scene unchanging…until a hand reached over the edge of the well. Slowly, a figure pulled itself out—shapely and feminine, wearing all white and with long black hair—and she approached the screen…and reached out to crawl through.

While Zephyr didn't mind the rain, the wind and the subsequent thumps the large trees made against the walls was getting to him. That and his silence magic could only do so much to alleviate it. Which was when the Grimm prince noticed the strange goings on with his television.

Had it been seven days already since he had recieved that ominous call? He asked himself as he saw the ghostly visage of a girl crawling out of the screen. Zephyr tilted his head as he sat up. Looking over the curvy body of the ghostly woman.