Bury me shallow, I'll be back.

multimuse rp blog written by jana

[defiantflames]

DEFIANTFLAMES: multimuse. selective. mutuals only. dynamic & plot driven. crossover / oc / ship friendly. looking to have a good time. low & slow activity. discord friendly. written by: jana (32 / she-they). reader. anxious. writer. loves to ship. hiiii. let's write. c: credit: graphic

NAVI: carrd II prompts II headcanons

ACTIVITY: LOW during workweek. Moderate activity during days off. PC access only, no tumblr mobile.

WRITING STORIES WITH: maudlxne II vulpesse II soulcarved II

[mcflymemes]

PROMPTS FROM CYBERPUNK 2077 (PART 1) *  assorted dialogue from the game, adjust as necessary.

a moment of pain, and you'll be set.

some bastard tried to mug me. i handled it.

do i look like a priest that runs a charity to you?

it's common fucking knowledge.

i sometimes get the impression you forget you aren't from around here.

i'm open to other options.

i'm a man of my word, you know that.

how would i know? why would i care?

it's a hot item, and i know where to find it.

how am i supposed to do this?

well, who do we have here... [name]... long time. didn't know you were around.

no one calls me by my name anymore. almost forgotten how it sounds.

nothing ever changes here. i'd rather hear about you.

as you can see, i'm back. if it'd been better there, wouldn't've left.

maybe it'll all work out for the best.

stop the car.

looks like it's my lucky day.

one more fucking word...

stay outta this. i don't know you.

it seems our conversation has come to a close.

i'm pleased to see you have not forgotten your roots.

who was that?

pull up here. right here. i'll just drop down below.

maybe we can also work together again. take ourselves back two years.

see? we're rich.

get the fuck out.

don't move! you're under arrest!

stay where you are!

you know fuck all about me.

it's a waste of effort. i have no time to testify or play at an investigation.

honestly, for a second there, things looked iffy. wasn't sure we'd worm outta that alive.

eyes and ears open, all right?

elevator. this way.

you want nice, supportive? call a damn helpline.

nice. i couldn't done that better myself.

on your toes. more bodies incoming. they're almost on you.

shit, where the hell's our target?

heard people who live through shit like this get panic attacks.

is that even safe?

look sharp. not done yet.

it can wait. let's just focus on getting home.

so you can be nice when you feel like it.

you get any sleep?

oh, i get it. you wanna get rich off my blood, sweat, and tears.

good to see you, [name]. it's been a while. to what do i owe the pleasure today?

keep your guard up, that's all.

sounds like it could come in handy, then.

we'll work something out.

don't be mean now.

draw your weapon.

i've got this delicate matter. it's why i called you.

i know exactly how that sounds.

if i get a tip about a possible attack, i'll give you a call.

how's your mom?

would you rather live in peace as mr nobody, die dipe, old, and smelling slightly of urine? or go down for all times in a blaze of glory, smelling near like posies, without seeing your thirtieth?

let me hear it. what's the job?

not a sales pitch. it's a warning.

think you can handle it?

so what went wrong?

i like to know everything about the people i work with.

why we meeting here? any particular reason?

you have trouble accepting compliments?

have you known each other long?

[maudlxne]

❝ U - Um . . . excuse me. I . . . I think you d - dropped this? ❞

[defiantflames]

Stopping abruptly, she turns at the call. Dropped something? Looking at the outstretched hand, her eyes widen at seeing her pink ribbon.

"Oh!" Her hand flies to her hair, and finds the cloth missing. "That's mine, I can't believe it fell off! Thank you for picking it up miss." Aerith smiles warmly and meets her eyes.

She gasps. "Wow! Your eyes are like pearls!"

[mcflymemes]

PROMPTS FROM FINAL FANTASY VII REBIRTH *  assorted dialogue from the game, adjust as necessary

the scene is indescribable. countless buildings have been leveled, and part of the road has collapsed.

man, when it rains, it pours.

you just don't know when to quit, do you?

get away from her!

just shut the hell up and search!

this is so messed up. all of it. but i'm back now, [name]. i'm back.

it all started five years ago.

i couldn't believe my luck.

wish i could help, but never been motion sick. sorry.

i didn't join to be an errand boy. i joined up so i could be a hero.

you take one. i'll take the other.

home sweet home, right? tell me. how does it feel? i have no home, so i wouldn't know.

i wanted to greet you myself, to welcome you to our humble little town.

look at all this mud. it's never gonna come off.

any friends here you wanna see? maybe a girlfriend?

the taste reminds you of home.

could you keep up?

welcome home! come in! let me get a good look at you!

i can take care of myself.

i'd feel a lot better if i knew you'd found a good girl, one who'd make sure you didn't get into trouble.

you went into my room? you went through my stuff?

you could learn a lot from me.

big day tomorrow. we'll be leaving bright and early. you should get some rest.

it's just one photo. c'mon, where's the harm in that?

i'm not even close to burned out. not with all the training i've had.

we still have a long way to go.

try not to breathe it in if you can.

you said you wanted to be a hero.

i owe you one.

help me to understand this shit. tell me something that'll really make my blood boil.

why do i suddenly have a bad feeling about this?

ever since i was a child, i knew... i knew that i was different. that i was special. but not like this. not like this.

run away. you have to leave. you have to live.

you sick son of a bitch!

you promised you'd save me.

that's the last thing i remember. the rest is a blank.

not to sound like a broken record, but... it's really bothering me.

that bed's mine.

sorry. did i wake you?

there's just something i need to ask you. so can we talk?

can't believe i'm having this conversation with you... but here we are.

i thought we could just pick up where we left off, like nothing had changed, but i guess i was wrong.

less security than i thought.

guess things have changed.

you always did prefer to march to the beat of your own drum.

what we're doing's for the greater good.

any good restaurants? sights to see?

we hide in plain sight. get in, get close, get answers.

i'm so pumped for this!

i'd say we look the part.

i'm having second thoughts.

it's not like i had a choice! nothing else fit!

if you wanna drink with us, you're gonna have to lose the helmet.

are we fighting or what?

don't go dying on me. i demand another dance.

just play along.

i was kinda hoping we could talk business.

well, you won't go far with that attitude.

just shut up and play.

i'm too young to die!

you're way better at the whole "putting yourself in harm's way" thing.

i'm not sure that's something to celebrate.

excuse me? what's that supposed to mean?

the room is unlocked.

it's not me you should be worried about?

i never hated you, you know.

i'll wait out here. but make it quick.

knowing that the people we love aren't really gone? it doesn't make it any easier to let them go.

we've all experienced pain. we all have our regrets.

true strength comes from our ability to forgive, to forge ahead in the hope of making things right.

are you finished?

oh, what fun you had. tell me, though. was it worth it?

is what you're feeling even real?

your friend died in your arms and you didn't shed a tear.

i'll kill you.

fill your hollow heart with rage. let it engulf you. consume you.

your day of reckoning is here.

all i want is one thing: to keep the others safe.

your tears are empty.

you're just a puppet.

screw you!

let's finish this.

how could you turn your back on everything we stand for?

you have to promise not to look up.

take care.

i'll leave the rest to you. good luck.

[defiantflames]

good morning! so i know ive been reblogging for asks, but i haven’t gotten any except for one in the last week. so if you’ve sent one know it never reached my ask box. don’t want anyone to think I’m ignoring them.

[defiantflames]

Anyone want to plot with Sasuke or Aerith? I think I need another thread or two, max three. Next verse for Sasuke should be a FF7 one, yep. Totally.

[defiantflames]

If not here is a link to my prompts! I'm caught up save for a few items that I'm still mulling over. Meanwhile I would love to write some more, so please feel free to send some to Sasuke or Aerith! They're the highest muses atm. Thank you!

[defiantflames]

❝ you sure do know how to keep a woman waiting. ❞ from sakura!

"…yet you wait when you have more than enough reasons to leave.” He murmurs along her ear, watching the subtle lowering of her shoulders. She sensed him coming, it’s why he wasn’t sent flying back. A kunoichi of her caliber is far past letting anyone take her by surprise. If you cross into her personal space it’s by permission alone, and nothing more.

Placing a hand on her lower back in greeting, she turns to face him with a knowing smile. Even now he searches for any traces of resentment, disappointment, anything to betray the sincere welcome in her eyes. What he comes up with is nothing, she's there waiting with that ever patient smile stretched across her lips. Exhaling softly, he dips his head to rest his chin on her head. The last knot of tension unwinds when he hears her take in a breath. She presses her face to his chest. He nuzzles his nose to her hair, inhaling her unique scent of apples and antiseptic. To most it rouses feelings of unease, especially shinobi in general. The hospital is always the last place they want to see themselves in. When the scent hits his nose, he’s reminded of her now. It is simply a part of her, the price to pay for saving lives.

Resting his cheek against the top of her hair, snorting at the subtle examination she places him. Her laughter says she is anything but sorry. This is their routine. What an odd element to have in their line of work, and after all the years of pain they both endured. To reached a point where they can expect safety and monotony. While he still struggles with his demons, too many for one person to have, they usually fall quiet here. Her presence a ward against their influences. The hand on her arm wraps securely around her waist, tugging her to close any remaining distance between them. Her arms wind around his neck in response, her laughter felt against his chest. Chasing away any lingering cold, filling up with her light.

“…thank you for waiting Sakura.”

[defiantflames]

Anyone want to plot with Sasuke or Aerith? I think I need another thread or two, max three. Next verse for Sasuke should be a FF7 one, yep. Totally.

[defiantflames]

If not here is a link to my prompts! I'm caught up save for a few items that I'm still mulling over. Meanwhile I would love to write some more, so please feel free to send some to Sasuke or Aerith! They're the highest muses atm. Thank you!

[defiantflames]

@vulpesse asked: "What I would not give for a chunk of fresh honeycomb…” for either mononoke or stardew sasuke? time to whine <333

He wonders, not for the first time, how she knew he was back in town. It’s only been an hour since he arrived, yet here she was already asking for what he brought. How did she know that as well? Those are questions he’s asked once or twice. What he got back were playful answers in return. Never anything straightforward.

Everyone carries their secrets, he’s learned, she can keep them.

“You’re only saying that because you can tell I have some.” A gift from one of the vendors he visited on his trip. It sits safely in his pack, carefully wrapped. Sasuke fingers the strap of his pack, as if moving to remove it. Only to simply adjust it and look back at her.

“Do you have something to trade for it?” He prompts with a tilt of his head, dark eyes filling with amusement.

[hinabae]

hinata knows he speaks from experience; to warn her from doing something unhinged on her end. returning back home hadn't come without paying a hefty price. to throw it back at his face is something she instantly regrets, but judging by the dark tone of his voice, sasuke is undoubtedly pissed off. &he has every right to be. if hinata were to be stripped of everything of the hyuuga name, could she survive in the same manner that he did? or would she come back crawling with her tail between her legs and face the consequences that keep her in her cowardice? —i don't control you. make a choice. " .. fuck .. " she mumbles under her breath. shoulders hunch over as she shrinks into herself, unable to move forward down the street. she had made a choice; she stayed for a reason. being the clan eldest, being hiashi's daughter—how could she shirk away her responsibilities? they had been ingrained in all that she does; to never forget that she is under their surveillance. after all, her actions fall back on the hyuuga's reputation &business. yet, maybe her reasons were just excuses to not jump the gun a long time ago. her streaming thoughts are then interrupted by a vibrating cellphone. glancing over her shoulder, hinata sees sasuke's attention shift down to the device. a frown etches onto her lips. " .. you should probably take that. " she voices awkwardly, keeping her arms crossed her body. " they'll get upset you're not picking up, right? " on the uchiha's leash of corporate law—he isn't free. perhaps neither of them would ever be truly free from their families expectations or the strings they pull otherwise.

[defiantflames]

“I should.” He admits with a sigh, only to decline the call and shove it back in his pocket. “If they do, that’s on them. I’m not on the clock.” Yes he’s back under the control of his family, but that doesn’t mean they will monopolize everything about him. There’s still avenues open that have potential in fighting back. Until he figures out his next move, he will push and prod to see where it gets him. All thoughts he’s kept to himself, even from her. The only person that needs to face the consequences of this blowing up is him. Collateral damage would be a threat his father and other clan elders would have no issue using to push him back in line.

He looks at her, noting the curl of her shoulders and her downcast eyes. Crossing his arms over his chest, he closes the distance between them and brushes their arms together. This isn’t exactly his forte, providing comfort, but seeing her so distraught stirs something inside him. He’s not a complete asshole to ignore it, but it’s times like these he wishes he had his mother’s soothing presence. Something he never fully appreciated until these times. Knowing exactly what to say to help someone. Honestly that’s always been Hinata’s talent too.

Seeing beyond and knowing exactly how to pull someone’s spirit up.

“Let’s keep walking.” He suggests, the gentle moonlight illuminating and lamp posts illuminating the sidewalk ahead of them.

“Talk,” he says, trying to cut out the natural demand in his voice. Even to his ears it still sounds bossy. “Say whatever you need to say…” he pauses before adding, “unfiltered.”

[mythshire]

°☠*:·゚  𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐄𝐍𝐃 ··· a collection of survival instinct, found family, moral compromise & last days of humanity roleplay sentence starters. genre: apocalyptic, angst, hurt and comfort, life or death.

• How long has it been since you've seen another person? • You need to eat. I don't care if you're not hungry. • That's the last of the clean water. We have maybe three days. • Don't go out there. Not after dark. • I heard gunshots about two miles west. We need to move. • You're burning through supplies like we have somewhere to restock. • I can't remember what coffee tastes like anymore. • Show me your arm. • The radio's been silent for six days now. • I found a Polaroid in that house. Look—people used to smile like this. • We're not taking them with us. We barely have enough for ourselves. • You've been coughing for three days. Don't lie to me. • I think I saw smoke on the horizon. Could be a settlement. Could be a trap. • This is the fourth body we've found this week. • You want to talk about what happened back there? Or are we just going to pretend? • I'm not leaving you behind. I don't care what you say. • The fence has a breach. Something got through last night. • When was the last time you slept? And I mean actually slept. • You're rationing your own food to feed me, aren't you? • I can still hear the sirens sometimes. Even though they stopped months ago. • We can't stay here. This place is compromised. • I found batteries. Three AAs and a nine-volt. • You never told me what you did before all this. • That's a gunshot wound. Who shot you? • I haven't seen the sun in four days. This ash won't clear. • We're down to eleven bullets. Make them count. • I know what day it is. It's your birthday. • The last time I trusted someone, they stole half our supplies and disappeared. • You're running a fever. Sit down before you collapse. • I can't do this anymore. I can't keep watching people die. • We have to go back. I left something—someone—behind. • You've been talking in your sleep. About before. • I found a working generator. We could have power for a week, maybe two. • You're the only person left who knows my real name. • That smell means the bodies are close. Cover your mouth. • I'm not asking you to forgive me. I'm asking you to survive. • The coordinates led us here. There's nothing. It was all a lie. • How many people have you killed since this started? Don't lie. • We used to have rules. Remember that? • You took the last dose of antibiotics. That was for the kid. • I saw your hand shake when you raised that gun. You're not okay. • This is it. This is all that's left of the world. • I can't remember their face anymore. Isn't that terrible? • You're planning to leave, aren't you? I can tell. • We found a car with half a tank. That's a goddamn miracle. • You didn't have to kill them. They would have left. • I'm trying to remember what music sounded like. • This is the third night you've taken watch. You're going to get us killed. • The map stops here. Everything past this point is unmapped territory.

[mythshire]

✦ ⋆ 𖤓 ⋆ ✦  𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄 ··· a collection of ranch devotion, inherited legacy, the wild west, lovers divided by blood-soaked land and the lives built on it. genre: romance, angst, hurt and comfort, western drama.

The land doesn't lie. People do.

I've been riding this fence line since I was seven years old. Don't tell me I don't belong here.

You want to sell it. I want to die on it. I don't think we're gonna see eye to eye.

Come back inside. The cold doesn't care how angry you are.

I didn't ask to be born into this. But I'm not walking away from it either.

This ranch has buried better people than you and it'll bury better people than me.

Don't make me choose between you and this land. You won't like what I choose.

I found your horse at the gate this morning. Where the hell have you been?

The boots on your feet were my grandfather's. Remember that when you're making decisions about his land.

I'm not asking you to understand it. I'm asking you to respect it.

There's a storm coming in from the north. You staying or going?

You've been standing at that fence for an hour. Whatever it is, just say it.

I know what it looks like. But there are things about this family you don't know yet.

If I kiss you now, I’m not sure I’ll have the good sense to stop.

Sit down. Eat something. Whatever war you're fighting can wait until morning.

You’re the prettiest trouble this ranch has ever seen.

The cattle don't care about your feelings. Neither does the weather. Get up.

You want loyalty? Earn it. Out here it doesn't come free.

The fire took the east barn. We don't have time to grieve it.

You left when it was easy to leave. Don't come back now that it's hard to stay away.

Nobody out here is innocent. We're just honest about what we've done.

You’re softer than you let on. Lucky for you, I’m real fond of soft things.”

The river doesn't run through your property. It runs through mine. That matters.

You make the hard days worth coming home from.

Ever seen a sunrise over open land like this? No? Then you don't know what you're fighting for.

You make this old place feel less lonely.

This brand means something. It means we protect our own.

You can't buy what this land means to us. You can only take it.

You want to talk about legacy? My great-grandmother broke this ground with her bare hands.

I'm not leaving. You can threaten everything I have and I'm still not leaving.

Come here. You're shaking. 

The foreman found the body at the south pasture. 

You were supposed to be gone by now. Why aren't you gone?

I've loved this land longer than I've loved anything living. That's not something I'm ashamed of.

Dance with me. Don’t matter if there’s no music.

Stay. Just through the winter. After that, if you still want to go, I won't stop you.

[dappermouth]

No moon, no light to cross your face.

[dappermouth]

prints are finally up! x

[defiantflames]

continued from here... / @hinabae

There’s very few people who have ever stirred the desire for him to take back his words. She just added herself to the list with that look of disbelief. As if he had condemned her to the fate they’ve both been trying to endure.

“Because no matter how far you run, it will catch up to you.” Distance. Oceans. Mountains. Nothing was tall or vast enough to stop the old demons from finding him. Eating every single foot of distance with voracious hunger. Still, some lessons are better learned through experience. They chased him right back home, into the waiting office of his father. He failed. Balling his hands into fists, the memory still lives fresh in his mind.

Nothing prepared him for the quiet approval he finally saw in his father’s eyes that night. The way his younger self would have jumped in excitement to have seen that nod of approval. He’d run to his mother and tell her excitedly about it, to which she’d brush back his hair and tell him she’d told him so! How fucking ironic to have received what he always sought after everything. All his father had to say...it was about damn time he came back to his senses. He handed him a file with acceptable law schools for him to attend, along with firms the family currently worked with. The plan had never been tossed, only set aside for his expected failure.

“Go ahead and leave,” he shoves back, narrowing his dark eyes at her.

“I never said you couldn’t, I don’t control you. Make a choice.” They get enough of that from their own respective families. Sasuke slides his hands into his pockets, and feels his cellphone vibrate. Fishing it out, he sees it’s several calls from the legal office that took him in.

[charlatansaints]

She watches the way that looks everywhere, almost manic with the way that he does. He had been expecting an uprising against her, and instead everyone looks at the rebellion mark and decides that he's to be dealt with. Charlotte takes no pleasure in that —— she truly has no problem with them and they're just human. All they had ever wanted is freedom and respect, and she cannot fault them like so many here in Basgiath do.

Maybe she would've felt more sympathetic though had he not been accusing her, trying to have a mob turn on her for something that she had never even remotely done. All nights are spent in her own dorm, scribbling down notes through her homework and if the coast is clear, practice her runes. But stealing some nobody's jewelry? Charlotte has much better things to do than that.

Eyebrow raises though at his words, a scoff leaving her lips as she attempts to process. "My punishment? For what? You looking like an absolute asshole and accusing me of bullshit?" Charlotte shakes her head and drops her hands to her side, fire pittering out. "Go get your head checked. You've obviously taken one too many blows in sparring and need mending."

[defiantflames]

Realizing she’s misunderstood him, he blinks. Hm. Does he…? Exhaling through his nose, perhaps this is part of the punishment. His mother often told him whatever negative energy he put out would always come back. How annoying.

At this point he’s already dug his own hole. Learning to climb out of them is still in a work in progress. “I meant for you to choose my punishment, considering my accusation.” He clarifies, lifting a hand to rub at his eyes. Whatever.

“I’ll hear about it, or won’t. Whatever you decide.” He drops his hands to his sides and begins to turn on his heel. Ready to head up to his bedroom to fix, but a thought strikes him. Most of the crowd has dispersed since there was no fight to be had. Again he wonders if those out to get him are one of those remaining. Who he doesn't see is the three that told him about her.

“You should look into whoever sent me your way. Who knows who else they’ll send.” He hates being a pawn for someone's dirty work.

[defiantflames]

Anyone want to plot with Sasuke or Aerith? I think I need another thread or two, max three. Next verse for Sasuke should be a FF7 one, yep. Totally.

[defiantflames]

continued from here... / @sunagakurenosato

Rolling his eyes at the entitlement, Sasuke snorts. Vampires.

“Take a page out of your partner’s manners, might get you farther then where you are now.” He turns to the woman and gives her a single nod. Shoving his hands in his suit, Sasuke turns on his heel and begins to lead the way inside. Standing before the entrance's large heavy doors, Sasuke reaches for the the knocker. An elegant snake with golden eyes.

The doors open and servant greets them with a polite bow. Another young vampire, dressed in formal suit without the jacket. Sasuke’s dark eyes turn to the couple.

“I’ll tell him you’re here.” He walks off while the vampire gestures to the sitting room, inviting them to take a seat. Drinks are offered before they excuse themselves. Several minutes later, Sasuke appears at the door.

"He's ready."