Give me Birds with Broken Wings

I'm J, I prefer he/him most of the time, this is my multimuse rp blog. Dead Dove Don't Eat

[damntragedy]

DAMNTRAGEDY; Independent & casual multi muse blog. Minors DNI. Mun is 25+  

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Most Active Muses

Pig - Magic merchant and Corrupted God

Admiral Axel Emberwish - DnD/Fantasy Naval Admiral OC

Erik Lokison - Son of Loki and Keres

Norwell Stralae - Pirate OC - Peter Pan (The Twins)

Evan Stralae - Pirate Oc - Peter Pan (The Twins)

Eldridge Mikkelson - Horror/Multi Fandom OC - Cult Survivor

Damien Defalco - Demon OC

[aurorarpresources]

reblog this if you're fine with your mutuals sending you asks unprompted

[zachrp]

ᝰ🚬 𝚉𝙰𝙲𝙷𝚁𝙿 .ᐟ RANDOM COLLEGE/UNIVERSITY-BASED DIALOGUE + ACTION PROMPTS. CHANGE ANY PRONOUNS IF NECESSARY. SOME MATURE THEMES MAY BE PRESENT. SEND "REVERSE" TO SWITCH THE ROLES OF SENDER AND RECEIVER.

DIALOGUE

i don't think i'm meant to have my life figured out yet.

are you skipping, or just strategically absent?

you're my favorite procrastination partner.

how are you this calm during finals week?

i think i bombed that exam.

i don't think i could do this semester without you.

are you dropping the class?

i can't believe we met like this.

i'm avoiding my dorm on purpose.

you don't have to stay if you're busy.

you going to the party, or pretending you hate parties?

i forgot what day it is.

i hate group projects. i hate them so much.

did you actually read the syllabus, or are you guessing like the rest of us?

you're way too hard on yourself.

that party was a mistake.

do you ever miss home?

why does adulthood hit this fast?

i can't believe this class is mandatory.

you wanna study, or stare at the wall together?

you don't have to be strong all the time.

you feel different than everyone else here.

i can't afford another textbook.

i forgot how loud dorms are.

stop spiraling, it's one grade.

don't talk to me before my second coffee.

you're my favorite distraction.

why does every assignment feel personal?

are we actually friends, or just trauma-bonded by this class?

i should not have signed up for an 8 a.m. lecture.

you're the only reason i passed that class.

this campus feels empty at night.

are you okay, or just academically okay?

i'm glad you're here.

i can't tell if i love this major or regret it.

you smell like coffee and regret.

you wanna walk back together?

are you scared too, or just better at hiding it?

you look like you just crawled out of a group project.

did you pull an all-nighter again?

i trust you more than most people here.

can we just stay in tonight?

you make this place feel less overwhelming.

you're telling me that's due tonight?

you're shaking. did you drink enough water?

i didn't expect college to feel this lonely sometimes.

i think i'm burning out.

this campus feels like a city that never sleeps, but i do.

i didn't expect college to change me this much.

you're living off instant noodles again, aren't you?

you look really good for someone this tired.

why is the library always freezing?

i didn't know who else to call.

i didn't come to campus to be this stressed.

i don't think my brain works anymore.

i forgot to eat today.

don't apologize, we're all barely holding it together.

you're my safe person on this campus.

i'm so tired of pretending i'm fine.

i have not slept in thirty hours, so if i'm mean, that's why.

stay a little longer.

you wanna sit together, or is that weird?

i didn't think we'd get this close.

i don't feel like going back to my room alone.

i swear this professor hates me personally.

ACTIONS

( cram ) : for OUR MUSES to cram for an exam last-minute.

( comfort ) : for SENDER to comfort RECEIVER after a bad grade.

( lecture ) : for OUR MUSES to sit together during a long lecture.

( save ) : for SENDER to pull RECEIVER away from a situation at a party.

( nap ) : for OUR MUSES to take a nap between classes.

( pregame ) : for OUR MUSES to pregame drink before a party.

( crash ) : for OUR MUSES to crash on each other's dorm floor.

( skip ) : for OUR MUSES to skip class and stay in bed.

( rant ) : for SENDER to rant to RECEIVER about a professor.

( breakdown ) : for RECEIVER to breakdown with SENDER present.

( cook ) : for SENDER to make a poor dorm-meal for RECEIVER.

( avoid ) : for OUR MUSES to avoid their roommates together.

( walk ) : for OUR MUSES to walk across campus late at night.

( call ) : for SENDER to call RECEIVER during a late-night spiral.

( wander ) : for OUR MUSES to wander campus with no destination.

( party ) : for OUR MUSES to lose each other at a crowded party.

( food ) : for OUR MUSES to split one sad cafeteria meal.

( stay ) : for SENDER to ask RECEIVER to stay the night.

( leave ) : for OUR MUSES to leave a party early together.

( move ) : for OUR MUSES to help each other move dorms.

( notes ) : for SENDER to lend RECEIVER class notes.

( seat ) : for SENDER to save a seat for RECEIVER in class.

( share ) : for OUR MUSES to share earbuds while studying.

( coffee ) : for SENDER to bring RECEIVER coffee during finals week.

( confess ) : for SENDER to confess burnout to RECEIVER.

( finals ) : for OUR MUSES to stay up all night during finals week.

( study ) : for OUR MUSES to study together.

( bed ) : for OUR MUSES to share a dorm bed.

( shh ) : for SENDER to shush RECEIVER while they're in the library.

[damntragedy]

Pride icons for the boys

[valtsv]

accidentally went and got myself killed yesterday but god wont let me die so im back

[damntragedy]

There was an energy shift at that. Axel's jaw set and he knew that he had to decide which direction he needed to go. The smart option would be to walk away. He didn't have immediate backup, although he did have the right equipment if it came down to it. Not that he really thought about either of these things before throwing a punch at Nachim. "Fuck you!"

[mournus]

Nachim jerked, the punch easily missing him, the wrist caught and tanked to bring the other closer.

A confused and irritated look settled in his face.

"You didn't really think you could hit me, did you? You should know better, Admiral." they weren't strangers. The other had seen his speed hundreds of times, reaching a level no human could even see, matching the movement of light. "Is it a fight you want, or to be right? Pick, quickly."

[damntragedy]

There was a very split moment where he reconsidered his choices. It would be dumb to risk his life and what he's worked with just to try to get a hit in but in the end he decided to follow through. He was fueled by the fury of trying to warn Nachim and having it thrown back into his face.

With now being attached to the other and so close, his caught wrist turned and caught a fistful of the reaper's hair. He tried to keep him in place as he shoved his head upwards to headbutt the other's chin.

[damntragedy]

@corsetslaced continued from here “Axel, do you consent to me healing you?” Relta asked, not wanting to explain her healing gifs worked on a consent-only basis, “Here, let me start cleaning it first so we don’t risk infection, eh?” she offered, fetching her bandages, sterile gauze, and tonic that’d help stave off any infection Axel might develop. “I warn you, this will sting, but that means it’s working,” she explained as she poured the solution onto a piece of gauze, lifting it to Axel’s wound as she leaned in and kissed the Admiral to distract him from the stinging pain of the liquid on his wound. “I’m not losing you,” she whispered to him, beginning to heal him once he said she may, her hands glowing and emitting a soothing warmth. ‘How many times must he endanger myself for me before I stand up to the council and tell them I wish to wed Admiral Emberwish?” she wondered, keeping his gaze steady with hers so she could gauge if he was to pass out.

"Yes." He said through gritted teeth. He didn't bother questioning it and resisted the urge to be snarky at that moment. It was either a good thing or bad thing if he was hurt enough to be willing to be snarky, but too hurt to actually commit to it. As the sterilizing soaked rag is pressed against the wound, whatever pained noise he was going to make is drowned about by the lips catching his own. There was a quiet hitch in his breath and he reached one shaky hand up to rest on her shoulder.

He let out a breathless laugh as she announced she wouldn't lose him. "You won't." He announced. It sounded confident, even in his state. The Admiral was a fighter. He felt like if he could survive being stranded at sea, he could survive this. It was especially promising when some of the numbness seemed to fade; even if it was fading into pain. That was good. "You shouldn't worry so much, My Lady." He said between pained groans. He maintained her gaze as he offered a weak but teasing smile as if he wasn't so close to his death bed. It helped to keep him grounded. "It's bad for your health."

[unavernales]

"so very lonely," cain manifests suddenly next to the man with the pig mask. they're wearing a darling pink sweater, eyes bright and freckles especially pronounced, even in the dim fog. the godbeast pouts. looks up with shining, human-like eyes.

"did you bring anything? from the world out there?" it's voice is lilted and almost naive. sure, cain loved to fuck with the occasional wanderer. humans were funny and fragile and too cute for their own good. another powerful godthing stumbling into his own shithole? it feels like christmas. fellow supernatural beings rarely seek him out, finding its dilemma... puzzling and boring once its bitched about it for a few hours. nonetheless, cain lives vicariously through whatever comes to his town, and this pig man was quite something to live vicariously through.

[damntragedy]

The Man with a Pig Mask isn't surprised by the sudden appearance, despite not expecting it to appear so quickly. He is however mildly surprised at the other's appearance. He'd imagined it to be much more... intimidating. Then again, Pig with his overalls and pink striped shirt wasn't particularly intimidating either.

Pig wasn't typically a fan of other gods(god like beings?), but one that kept to itself and didn't bother anyone without prompting or provacation deserved a little grace before any harsh judgement. The other god's curiosity at that Pig could possible have disarmed him immediately. He lit up and grinned. "Plenty." He said as he opened his bag to go through it. "When was the last time you were brought something?"

[damntragedy]

-staring at my half finished blog theme-

[corsetslaced-moved]

Relta admired her trusted Admiral, finding Axel to be good company and a wiser advisor than his apparent age would suggest. She smirked at him slightly when she noticed him taking a look at her form as she tore her skirts, finding it a bit amusing as she was usually looked at in reverence rather than with desire, or rather desire for her rather than desiring controlling her. It was part of why she’d decided to speak of this to Admiral Emberwish.

“I do, but my advisors want an heir other than my younger half-sister, Aislin of Portavelle,” Relta sighed softly, shaking her head in dismay at their opposition to her decision despite the popular support for her sister following her in reigning over Lunaruz and the idea of a unified Lunaruz and Portavelle. “I think you’re right, and everyone fears me anyway…ever since the war two years ago against Hamina” she admitted, sadness in her tone. ‘I’m as much monster as martyr to the people, so I cannot send them away to shed their blood without offering my own services in combat - they’d insist I give up my throne,” she explained to Axel.

[damntragedy]

"We can offer incentives outside of pure dedication and base pay. If we strengthen our country and economy, we could afford paying the soldiers and their families a healthy wage." It would be hard fought. They'd have to entirely rely on the resources they'd gain from the other kingdom in exchange for fighters; and that could very well not be enough. "...or we could expand. There's lands with barely any governing bodies that have untapped resources." He knew what he was suggesting; and that such a notion may not be taken as well as the first. But they needed something to offer for trade before they could focus more on other structural components of the kingdom.

"It could be dangerous, but if we can get what we need; we can build long term solutions that don't rely on joining kingdoms."

@corsetslaced

[damntragedy]

I'm going to have some rule updates regarding each thread being its own verse. Every romantic relationship with muses/and most threads overall are in their own verse bubbles. (There might be a reference here or there especially if something significant happens in a verse that irrevocably changes my muse and becomes "canon" or it's been discussed with the mun I'm rping with).

However, two characters are the exception to this rule.

Pig - almost every thread is in the same verse. He's a character who can canonically jump through multiverse.

The exceptions regarding Pig

Specific aus planned with muns

Something major happens to Pig in a way that I don't want canon

God forbid someone is able to lock him down in an exclusive relationship. Otherwise canonically he's in an open relationship with two others

Erik (Specifically God of Nothing). Same deal as Pig

The exceptions

Other verses pre god of nothing verse (some can be canon but most don't need to be)

Specific aus

Fandom/canon based universes (Marvel and tentatively PJO)

These two are also the only two muses that I can't justify having pre established romantic relationships so keep that in mind

[damntragedy]

Uuuh I started working on my blog theme but I realized I don't know if I have the time to dedicate to it tonight LOL so if you see it, no you didn't

[damntragedy]

“I’m not going to hurt you, I just need to see how bad it is,” Relta informed Admiral Emberwish, her hands glowing with a healing light.

@corsetslacedup

Axel panted heavily and irregularly; as if trying to to steady his breath. He reached for his peacoat with shaky hands. He was barely able to keep them still enough to pull it open. Blood soaked through his overshirt; turning the white into a vibrant red. "Gods damn it, Princess." No point in trying to sound poignant in this situation. He carefully lifted his shirt up to reveal the abdomen wound.

[mournus]

The bar staff nodded and set to gathering two glasses and preparing their drinks.

Kaho propped his elbow up on the counter, long kimono sleeve slipping down against gravity, resting his cheek on his hand as he prepared himself to listen.

The way the story began was no disappointment, that was for certain. His eyebrows raised, smile growing. "What an unusual God. Usually they are very selfish." in his personal experience.

"And what is the path you are trying to carve, sir?" asked as their drinks were set in front of them.

[damntragedy]

"Doesn't matter which way it goes as long as it leaves scars." Pig told him. It wasn't about any goals or desires. It was all whims. He just did what he wanted; when he wanted. Some were good, some were bad. Most had no meaning at all. He smiled as the drinks were laid out in front of them and reached out to take one.

"The first god that tried to create me; destroyed me in the same vain. It wasn't kind, but it wasn't good either. It just... was." He explained. "The second god that gave me my current life; he was much kinder, but he didn't know what he was making nor that I would borrow his face." He motion to his masked face. "I figure I should give him the decency of now sharing it around."

[mythshire]

✦ ⋆ 𖤓 ⋆ ✦ 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐎𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐕𝐄 ··· a collection of injuries tended in silence, pain worn like armour, the intimacy of being seen at your worst. genre: hurt and comfort, angst, romance, drama.

• You're bleeding through your shirt. Don't tell me you're fine. • How long have you been walking around like this? • I'm not going to hurt you. I just need to see how bad it is. • You should have told me the moment it happened. • Hold still. I mean it. Hold still. • This is going to sting. Bite down on something if you need to. • You've been hiding this for days, haven't you. • Who did this to you? I need you to tell me who did this. • Stop being brave for five minutes and let me help you. • I've seen worse. I've also seen men die from worse, so let me look at it. • I found the bandages in the trash. You want to explain that? • Don't you dare apologize for bleeding on me. • Your hands are cold. That's not a good sign. • I'm not angry. I'm terrified. There's a difference. • Come into the light. Let me see your face. • You should have stitches. I know you won't go. So sit down and let me do what I can. • You're white as a sheet and still trying to stand up straight. • I could hear you in the night. I didn't say anything. I'm saying something now. • Don't look at it if it makes it worse. Just look at me. • It's not weak to let someone see you hurt. • You came to me. Of all the places you could have gone, you came here.  • Lay back. You're not getting up until the color comes back to your face. • I'm not going to ask what happened. Not yet. First let me fix what I can. • You've been holding your left side since you walked in. Think I didn't notice? • This is going to leave a mark. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. • I've patched up a lot of people in my time. None of them scared me like you do right now. • You could have died out there. You could have died and I would have been the last person to know. • Sleep. I'll be right here when you wake up. I'm not going anywhere. • You're allowed to make a sound. Nobody's watching. • I need you to stay awake for me. Just a little longer. Talk to me. • You're lucky the cut wasn't deeper.  • Stop apologizing for needing help. Stop it right now. • I've seen what it looks like when someone's used to this. That's what scares me most about you. • Tell me your name. Tell me what day it is. Stay with me. • You're going to be alright. I promise you.  • You went back out there after this? With this? • Nobody takes care of you, do they? That ends tonight. • I've been gentle with you. I need you to be honest with me in return. • You're safe now. You're here, you're safe, and I've got you. Just breathe.

[damntragedy]

Does anyone have a good resources for blog themes?

[damntragedy]

Axel watched her carefully as she began to grind the herbs. After a moment, he replied. "Just some asshole who was causing problems." The wording was careful, implying the problems weren't directly with Axel. "After I broke a glass on his face, his buddies separated us."

[mournus]

Raeni hummed. He hadn't forgotten that she could easily look into the past and find out the truth about this, had he? She wasn't going to, though. She chose to trust him. A little.

"Sounds like quite the adventure. Who do you get your temper from? Maybe you should return it to them, and let them keep it. You can go on your own way without it, hear?" she reached for a small pouch in her box, bringing out a small bit of clay to add to her herbs. She kneaded it all together. It would then be turned into a clay face mask, which she reached out to spread gently across his injuries.

[damntragedy]

"I have plenty of reason to be angry without it being inherited. Being kept here after all." Axel replied, putting emphasis on the "kept" and sounding anamused to be told where to put his anger. It might seem on the surface that misplaced anger could have drove him to pick a fight, but he tried to dissuade that notion immediately whether true or not. "But I wasn't angry. I did what I needed to do." He said. He lifted his face in a way to give her access to his injuries, letting her spread it against his bruised skin. There was a sense of familiarity with it; reminders of when he was younger and just as well chastised for picking fights with people then.

He kept his eyes on her; trying not to seem to be uncomfortably staring at her, but likely failing at that. He'd just needed to pay attention so he can make sure he understood her answer as he prompted. "I never caught your name."