IND. SEL. & PRIVATE multimuse blog. featuring original characters as well as muses taken from multiple fandoms and re-designed and crafted per my heart's desires. re-established by kenna in march of 2023.
other main rp blog: @melodyplucked
other blogs: (sideblogs) @sheactress , @mimistjames
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i'm kenna, i'm 25, i use she/her pronouns, and i'm currently residing in the eastern timezone. as it turns out, i may remain here for some time.
my blog is mutuals only! (exceptions for like- oc open starter kind of things can be made) i'm not trying to have a lot of rp partners just- ones that i genuinely want to write with so... y'know. you get me. my other priority is also ricky's blog i do want to mention, so fluctuating muse will impact what's going on here or isn't.
forgot this wasn't listed on here- this blog is 18+. not for content necessarily just- because i am. this is for everyone's sake. do not lie about your age i beg of you...
psd credit: much of it's mine, some more recently, especially some edits (june 2024) is from pinkinnards!
if i follow you i want to write with you! memes are usually the easiest way to start
i am stuck with the new beta editor. please use this / x-kit rewritten for our threads if possible.
follow typical rp etiquette please! so no godmodding, don't reblog my threads if it's not with you, that usual sort of thing.
triggers will be tagged as 'trigger tw', 'trigger //' or 'trigger mention tw' people in this vein will usually be tagged with 'person name //'. please let me know if i miss something, i'd be happy to tag it for you! nsft content (while relatively uncommon) is tagged 'nsft' and 'nsfw //'
my muses are all 18+ by default. i've spent a lot of time with a lot of these muses and they've grown with me, though this blog is not chronological.
disclaimer: i am not and am not affiliated with the source media for any of my canon muses or their faceclaims, etc. i do not own them, i am simply writing my own take on their stories and where the future could take them. i also take full credit for my original characters and headcanons / character study, that sort of thing.
affiliated with: @inspotlight / @caughtaflame (and all of hales' blogs), @toxicbloodstreams (and all of pluto's blogs)
the looking glass has been in the wonderland royal family for generations now, passed from mother to daughter as their princesses grow up. the heart shaped compact is known to let one see the future, but two wonderland princesses never knew it could connect them through time as well.
maybe it's more classic wonderland magic, which is known for being anything but predictable, but truly knowable, maybe it's some eclipse, some torn seam in the fabric of time not quite so perfectly stitched together, but... there's a familiar but not so familiar voice, another face, on the other side of the glass.
a voice that says i know you and i love you. that says i'm proud of you, red. my daughter. that says you'll never be alone.
"my future baby" - and maybe it's not clear from the other side if the pink princess is talking to a concept or the girl she met-
but the impact is real.
there's a real princess on either side of the glass that bridget has come to talk to.
i joined an rpg a month ago so that’s part of why i’ve been less active (on top of just … general usual things)
my queue is gonna run out tomorrow so i’m gonna try to remember to stick some stuff in there after work but also i Do want to get some serious drafts done soon- just have to get through tuesday’s public meeting
❝ Hey um, that guy is totally eyeballing you. ❞ (tessa for lennon)
leaning up against the wall in carissa's living room, lennon was just trying to get through the night. she loved a party, but she felt a little out of her element tonight. she didn't know many of carissa's friends. at least, not ones from before lennon met her. she doesn't want to seem too eager, so she waits a moment before she turns her head to look. ❝ him? that's riss's cousin. ❞ the hottie, though she wouldn't say that part out loud. ❝ he's visiting, i guess? while she's in town. i don't know. family things, she didn't elaborate, one of those things, y'know? ❞ carissa was the type to leave it to a simple it's not my story to tell, and lennon respected that. lennon was trying her best not to be too interested. the last thing she'd want to do is mess up her friendship with riss.
tessa loves it when her friends are in la, and the girls have a few shows out here, so tonight's party was basically a given. she and lennon had just been chatting, but she couldn't help but notice that guy's eyes keep making their way back to them, back to her. tessa's fairly confident on that. she has an eye for these things after all. ❝ ahhh okay. riss's cousin. one of many, i hear. ❞ their big family is enviable to her at times. she's never had much family of her own. even if now she has sort of a makeshift family. ❝ what do we think about riss's cousin? ❞ she asks, eyes sparkling before tessa turns and waves, catching his eye towards them. it's quick though that her attention's fully back on lennon. ❝ but i get it. she'll talk if she needs to. ❞ nodding. ❝ i think he's cute- if you're looking- ❞ she proffers.
i saw obsession yesterday in theaters and i was talking to my friend about it and she’s like oh yeah it really scared my guy friends like they’ve had really crazy girlfriends before and i’m like THEY MISSED THE POINT THEN NIKKI IS NOT A “CRAZY GIRLFRIEND” THIS IS HIS FAULT.
❝ i feel like i should grovel. ❞ she deserves it, after all. he would never argue that she doesn't. it had been a dumb decision to break up. with all the stress of constantly being away for games, it felt like he wasn't being the kind of partner she deserved. ❝ i have plenty of reasons to be texting you, you're right about that. unfinished business sounds exactly right. i'm glad you're open to it. i won't be that dumb again, promise. ❞ he says, watching the cards in her hands before he looks back up to meet her gaze. ❝ you, uh... you wanna come to the game tomorrow night? ❞
❝ well then you do what feels right ❞ she laughs, shaking her head with an easy smile. ❝ i'm just saying- it's not like you pissed me off or anything. it just didn't work out. ❞ and honestly, it was more lack of trying than anything else, or that's how she felt about it. ❝ well then maybe you should text me more often if there's 'plenty of reasons' ❞ she teases. ❝ i'll take your word for it, beckett ❞ but at his question, she's pleased. ❝ mmm, yeah- yeah i'd like that. ❞ daisy nods. ❝ can i bring mila? i don't know for sure if she'll be in the mood- but if she isn't too tired? ❞ she feels like she'd rather not do this alone. and honestly it's better when they're together- prevents her sister having publicity she doesn't need because someone thought daisy was mila. the main difference these days is her lack of ring on that finger.
i do in fact have too many drafts but ... the goal is to try to take care of that today. may delete a few things we'll see how it goes. but i'd love to get a queue going again ...
SHE SEES EVERYTHING AS an excuse to go on long rants about things she actively dislikes — and that list grows longer every day. at the mention of food she's pulled out of her string of thought entirely though. « oh, yum. is it the creamy sauce ? your pasta is my death row meal actually, » she points out almost proudly, as if she has any plans of ending up there. she might, if she gets into a fight with rissa's man. « see, i don't know much about relationships, but i don't think you're supposed to call him an idiot. » she raises an eyebrow curiously. « i know i keep asking, but honestly what do you see in him ? help me out here. » because despite what it looks like, this is dean being supportive. or, trying at least.
❝ okay well first of all- you're not going to death row- ever. i've got you. ❞ she's the kind of person who'd do anything for the people she loves most. a big close family and a fierce dedication to those she calls her best friends. ❝ but i'm so honored- the sauce is in fact your favorite. ❞ she confirms, carissa smiling bright. there is a a lot of thought that goes through her head at dean's words though... relationships are supposed to make you feel good. ❝ i mean i absolutely never thought i'd be this girl but he loves me. he really does... and sometimes that's enough? ❞ nose scrunches as she considers her own words. ❝ he doesn't always say the right things- but he'd carry me up and over a mountain to get me to safety ❞ he'd also probably consider cheating on her if the right person asked at the right time... and that's hard. knowing he can be that kind of impulsive.