canon divergent multifandom multimuse - private - indie - penned by crowmun
please see my thread tracker before asking about replies that i owe
musing characters from: danganronpa, pokemon, my little pony, five nights at freddy's, g//nshin imp//ct, sonic the hedgehog, cookie run, minecraft diaries, kung fu panda, friday night funkin', steven universe, murder drones, && kinitoPET
psa about characters i write from media owned by h/y/verse (as of 3/27/25)
muses - rules - about mun + exclusives & mains - verses - credits - promo
tags
memes - headcanons - drabbles - permanent starter calls
other blogs: @mirrormazemuses (oc multi), @karmickisser (lychee dragon solo blog)
affiliates: @snowypetalsmuses
a study into the effects of: psychological torture, mental & emotional abuse, abandonment, depersonalization / dehumanization / derealization, murder, violence, hypnosis, toxic/unhealthy relationships, suicidal thoughts, cult ideologies, religious trauma, mind controlling, experimentation, genocide, neglect, stockholm syndrome, imposter syndrome, moral ambiguity, vampirism, && debilitating anger
please be mindful when threading / viewing, as many of these triggering topics are relevant to the backstories / worldviews of my muses and will be reflected in their thoughts. most topics will be tagged with '[topic] tw' if / when they appear.
i swear a lot ooc, and my characters may do the same. swearing will ALWAYS be tagged when it shows up, so it can be filtered for the comfort of readers/mutuals.
rules under the cut for mobile users / some extra rule explanations
Typical roleplay etiquette applies here. No godmodding, no meta-rps, no powerplaying/controlling my muse, & don't be a dick.
This blog is PRIVATE, meaning that I only roleplay with mutuals.
-- As this is a sideblog, I follow from FAGMONARCH.
-- If you want to break mutuals with me, or you don't want me to follow you, HARD BLOCK ME! I may end up re-following you without realizing/remembering I've been soft-blocked.
-- You do not have to follow my main in order to be mutuals with me! A lot of my posts on main tend to be signal boosts and non-rp content that is oftentimes untagged, and may be disruptive on the dashboard. If you want to keep your dashboard clean, you only have to follow this account.
-- Please note that if I follow you and you do not follow back after a while, I will unfollow. I'd like to keep my dash mutuals only so I'm not accidentally sending memes/starters to non-mutuals. This is nothing against you personally or your writing.
Personals will be hard-blocked unless they have a RP sideblog.
I will not roleplay with minors because of my blog's themes.
Proper grammar and punctuation are a must when threading with me.
-- Capitalization is not a 100% requirement, as my own writing style is entirely lowercase on purpose.
I exclusively do LITERATE roleplays, typically multi-para in length.
You don't have to match the length of my replies, nor the speed at
which I reply! However, I expect more than a sentence or two reply.
My blog is extremely low activity due to my ADHD/depression and/or general life issues. Do not expect me to reply instantly.
-- I will not hold it against you if you're in this spot as well.
This blog will deal with mature themes, but I will not write NSFW.
-- Content leaning to NSFW will fade to black, no exceptions.
-- I will not engage in mature themes with minor/aged up muses.
-- If you're looking for NSFW, my Lychee Dragon solo features it.
I will not roleplay fight sequences unless they are heavily plotted.
-- If our RP is edging towards a fight, please talk with me first
so we can discuss where it goes. I will do the same to you.
I am MULTISHIP, so I will ship my muses with multiple characters.
-- Every character that I RP with will be set in their own verse.
-- Please ask before including other people/muses in our verses.
I am more than willing to write pre-established relationships!
-- I will not write pre-established romantic or familial relationships, unless I know you personally. This rule does not apply to canon familial relationships, but still applies for canon romances.
Don't reblog memes/musings/aesthetics directly from me, or threads if you aren't the person I'm roleplaying with.
Specify verses/muses when sending starters/asks! See my verses HERE.
-- The main muses of my blog are KIERAN, SEIYA, KOKICHI, and KITSUNAMI. I will respond as them by default if they're active.
I only ship characters in the same age group, including aged up muses. (Ex.: No Scoots x Mane 6, even in the post-finale verse)
I heavily prefer plotted roleplays, unless I make/reply to improv starters.
If you've read these rules, please like my pinned (aka this post).
my blacklist: images of bugs / blood/gore / body horror / spiders, unsanitary jokes
remove drafts / queue counts from the new post bar
this removes the ugly drafts & queue counts section that has come with the newest update . i know some of you will find it daunting seeing the numbers just sitting there, staring back at you, so this is a way to remove them .
to make the required changes, you will need to get the stylus extension that you can grab at the following links : chrome , firefox , opera , github .
firstly, you must write a new style by clicking on the plus sign . name it tumblr or something similar, just so you know what it's for . then, change the code 1 dropdown to urls on the domain - in the box type : tumblr.com .
copy & paste the following code into the big box below & then click on save next to the beautify button on the left-hand side .
.wZ2Na { display: none; }
if anything changes & i need to make an update or help you out in some other way, send an ask to let me know !
GENTLE PSA; the best way to interact with me is through memes. you could send that thing @ me even though i’ve posted it five months ago and i’d still answer and appreciate it. it’s hard to think up starters out of the blue unless they’re plotted, but memes are just good and gives you a general idea of what’s happening. so please, if you see a meme on my blog, SEND THE MEME.
how her heart shatters into a thousand frozen shards - not as jagged or sharp as when she lost celestia, but a near thing. again, a storm rages inside at the consequences of a sister's actions that could not be undone. fury at the unfairness of it all! at least THEY had been born like this, sun and moon, destined even before cutiemarks. luna hadn't even known it was possible to make a pony like them until her return. would never have considered attempting such a feat. curiosity might have driven her to all sorts of trouble and risks - remniscient of the spark once seen in younger purple eyes - yet not that.
a harsher, darker voice rises in the back of her skull at the mere mention of failures. lilting laughter recalls every past doubt of her own, every life lost over the centuries whose blood stains her hooves, disappointing mentors, sister and nation equally. clearly the alicorn has let down twilight too if she believes herself to be inadequate. it's supposed to be the queen's responsibility to take weight off less experienced shoulders. they share the burden of defeat.
her knees hit the floor to bring taller body closer to twilight's height. metal rings out unnaturally as it hits tile, jarring the remaining bone. another moment in the past that should have never fallen to such young mares. pitiful that a being as old as luna had been unable to singlehoofedly stop a siege, let alone damaging what should have been an infallible body in the process. what would have been infallible with magic not stripped from her very bones. withers twitch, forcing focus to the present and pony in front of her.
in an old, intimate gesture of unicorns long long ago, luna tips her head so the base of their horns touch. dark wings extend to envelop twilight in a feathery hug, not as warm as celestia's had been for the night runs cooler but broad wingspan is still large enough to shield them from the outside world. " oh twilight. . .you are and always will be my first friend. whatever failures you speak of - i'm sure i have done no better. your stumbles are mine, little- " sister. those words had come too late to undo the damage of a thouand years. maybe she can still help twilight.
she waits though. she is too old now to jump to conclusions. gives twilight the time to clarify or gather herself. though her position doesn't change, still guarding purple coat with her life, her bearing does. weight shifts to hind legs and head tilts in thought. an odd question, really. though the sisters had certainly wondered what life would have been like had they been born differently, it's impossible to conceive of. like asking a dragon to envision if they'd like to be a yak instead. " i don't know, " she whispers, element of honesty even to this day. " i have always been this. if i were to change, what would become of my duties? would the moon raise itself, would our enemies not be able to feed on ponies fears ?"
a small smile crosses pale lips. " i think i would miss it. i would miss magic or flight or the dream realm. i don't know what i'd do with myself. my sister and i were born out of need, there was never a-a self discovery quest for a cutie mark. " the curl falls, brows drawing down. " you are not happy. can i tell you a secret? you ony betray that faith when you don't take care of yourself or enjoy what you do. your future is not writ in stone. "
for all her age and poor care lately, luna rises to dark hooves silently. " then we will sleep for a while. your quarters or mine? "
twilight jolts when metal scrapes reflective floor. her pupils pulse with the flicker of a fully awake and aware consciousness. then, a flittering warmth comes as shadow engulfs her, clutching her tensed body. it is the faintest show of comfort that the queen could offer to her. a touch she recognizes, but is unused to even now. distant, in a way, but present enough in this moment that she could latch onto it.
she can hardly tell the difference between whether her face is cold, or if the trails of tears spilled through this talk and her reign have left a semi-permanent dampness. what she can tell now is that they have spilled again. re-flooded the tracks. a turn of her head and lift of limbs is enough for her to return the gestures, an act of kindness as much as it is an acceptance of comfort.
she processes luna's answer. yes, she had long accepted it. to be born into a role is to, from the start, accept it. one is trained in it, taught of its purpose, and of one's supposed destiny. one is aware of it from the beginning and knows no other life. she supposed it was not meant to be easy to answer. to be born differently... the queen could not fathom it. and, she was happy with the cards that life had dealt her.
twilight had been raised in her role for decades now, yet, it was still as though yesterday she earned the ability of flight. been 'rewarded' for an accident she had been the cause of and later fixed. it felt like this reality changed when a new title was placed upon her, but it was the same as ever. the same struggles, the same face, the same pony...
the same pony who feared that every event would end in tragedy, and that all tragedy was her own fault. it was no wonder she got so little sleep with such worries permeating her every step. assuming another tragedy was due every morning, she overprepared daily, and after decades now was it finally beginning to take a toll on her. yet even so, rarely did she voice this truth or ask for help, putting all the responsibility on herself.
" ...your quarters are closest, " she says in response to the question. simply, and numbly.
tired eyes and mind finally have begun to set in the actions and words of the queen. the lessons she is having to relearn, and the kindness she almost never treats herself with. equestria knows it is all she has really wanted. to rest. to grieve. and, to heal. in the absence of touch, when the queen stands, her eyes reflect these wishes, and a gentle show of thanks, even if her voice does not. this desire to look to and live in a happier reality than the one she is placed in, and has kept herself in for so long now.
had she allowed herself not to shut down as she did before moving to ponyville, perhaps then would she have met with this reality sooner.
for a too long moment, cold fury at her sister rises for daring to damn this poor mare to such a fate. one she clearly didn't want, that luna never truly saw as needed or if it was should at least have been done with consent. had celestia ever thought about the cost? had she ever actually looked at twilight sparkle and seen what it did to her? the first stranger who had been kind to luna, her first friend, now saying all she wanted was to still be seen as that. the sun queen's apprentice brought to tears because her own friends treated her differently.
then it peaks and crashes like a wave. luna would be truly alone if twilight wasn't sitting across from her. there is no way she could have handled equestria by herself - without her sister. it would have crumbled in her grief and the sun wouldn't have risen until someone else took hold of it. "you are my friend. and if i have ever made you feel otherwise, i am truly sorry and please do tell me so i never do it again." an idea sparks in the back of her mind. it would have to be done carefully and with time to not rouse suspicion. and one might certainly say using dreams to influence ponies was questionable but if it made them finally realize twilight didn't want to be treated like royalty...and that made her happier.
luna forces down the last of her breakfast, pushing back in her chair a bit too hard so it makes a sound too loud in the vastness of the dining hall. her ears twitch in a wince. restlessness beats back dragging fatigue, a desire to do something about the state of the younger alicorn. she had once been loyalty and laughter. that had to count for something. "twilight." her voice raises to ensure it catches attention. "you and i are going to catch up on some much needed sleep. i will ensure no more than a few minutes pass outside us, but we could both use ten...or fifteen hours. after-"
maybe it's a good thing twilight doesn't know the answer. but luna would have thought she'd snap to yes or no. was it or was it not worth it? she was obviously much unhappier than she'd been as just a unicorn but celestia's death could easily attribute to most of that. the question stuns her for a moment. standing in front of the table, still poised to push chair in. seafoam eyes blink several times.
"i...am not sure i understand your question. if i ever wore a mask, that was before my return." forcing herself to tolerate celestia's mere presence. playing the younger sister still trailing after her. not snapping at ponies who she might as well have been invisible to. "not that there aren't things i wouldn't change about myself...i wish i was better at interacting with the public. i wish i didn't seek external validation like a filly...i wish i was strong enough to dismiss you from your position so you could go home. if you wanted your wings gone and i knew how, i would do so in a heartbeat."
it threatens twilight to spill and to cry again hearing it, but she already knew that. she was a friend to luna, and she had many friends already. close friends. friends who stuck with her, despite all the damage that had been inflicted upon her body and mind, self-crafted or thrust upon her from the malevolent entities of the equestrian realm. if she could only be viewed as they see her, by those who she now call subjects, then she would surely be...
guilt quickly flows at the queen's end of sentence, and twilight nearly stands on her seat as she leans over the table.
" i-i didn't mean to imply that, " twilight stammers, a hard cough not having cleared her throat before words spilled. the harsh scratching of voice forces her to pause to do so, and settle down again. " i mean- " she swallows hard. her head hurts. the rush for clarification cast aside what little eloquence her voice still embodied. the ache of her temples from the lack of good rest further scrambled her minimal vocal control.
luna's chair shrills against the floor. her voice carries an echo from the four walls. both sounds make twilight jolt. even as a fellow royal, no matter how brief it was, the raise in decibel catches her attention completely as it would an everyday pony or attendant. her thought process is cut off by the raised voice, and then luna's answering her query. twilight's rapid moving eyes are an outward showcase of her internally juggling between which of the three subjects to speak on.
internal clock ticks to a twelve, and she stands. her hooves match the ticking seconds as she circles the table, faint magic pushing in her own seat, and fizzling out when she reaches luna's side of the table.
" we are friends—good friends—despite everything. despite even my f-failures. " she stutters. her eyes—which were raised to meet luna's gaze, and still when contact was made—squint, and lips press together hard. it is the smallest of efforts to keep herself from crying again and making her headache any worse. she failed her sister, yet she still considered luna a friend. and she felt the same. she takes a shaky breath.
" what i mean is... if you had that same option to ditch the wings or the horn or both, or if you were born as any disguise you put on for whatever reason... would you want that choice? would you... be happy with it? " she asks, outright this time. " i was entrusted with my place. i've grown into it over the years. given it because i was believed in, even with all the negatives that came before, and even with all that've come after. "
her ears droop and head falls to do the same. jaggedly. not at all gentle or gradual. it almost gave the impression she were going to collapse when she did it. eyes shut. " ...i don't want to betray the faith that was placed in me, even though it's hard. but, i would love... " a breath. a sigh. a whisper. " ...to sleep, for a while. "
ooc: hey yall, sorry for not being active again i've been hella busy over the holidays and in general have been having a rough time the last couple of months
i just wanted to drop back in to say i'll be back hopefully soon!!! i've been working again on finishing my novel so that i can publish it soon and i should have it published in the next few days, but it's been taking up basically all of my writing time
i'll probably still be a bit inactive through the start of january so that i can have a proper writing break, but i'm hoping that i can be here more often next year
so uh happy holidays n happy new year in a few days!!
again sorry for being super inactive all the time jkjaksjjgkjdguw
You know what? Send yourself memes. Especially if it prompts you to write about something you really want to. Make 'em anons. Or don't. Hell, just post all the writing you want even without prompts. Who cares? Curate your own space and do stuff that makes you feel good on your own blog.
