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good evening , one liner anyone ?

#🍄 ▬ out of character. ( &. star speaking. )#/ to write or not to write

hi would anyone like a starter <3 i will jump into ur im’s to plot a bit!

#🍄 ▬ out of character. ( &. star speaking. )#/ im thirsty for threads #/ pls

the only way i can describe layla is like? kinda like a feral kitten. u want to pet but u have to be very careful.

#🍄 ▬ out of character. ( &. star speaking. )#/ this is actually accurate for all of my female muses

draiied

the woods are lovely, dark and deep.

🍄 volatile woodland baby, layla prowant. 🍄

#self promo.#/ wont u shake a poor sinners handddd #/ no but rly hi ^-^

orionblood.

At the very least, if she tags along for the ride, Ben will be on his best behaviour. No accidental tree-hurting on her watch. She says she believes he does good, he feels that warmth spread across his chest. Feeding the flame of the hero complex fire. Ben offers her a soft smile, a reassuring nod. “Sure, I — I would hope so. Unless, uh, unless we die.” It’s hard to tell if he’s joking or not. It is so dry and unfeeling it almost seems as if it should be a joke. He’s already moving on, patting down his jacket as if mentally checking off a list. “Ain’t gonna be — be no reason for your plants to worry.”

‘ oh, i don’t believe it’s my time yet, dear. ’ a pause, head canting to the side as she studies him. bruises and all. ‘ — i’m not quite sure about you, though. ’ she’s only teasing, but one can never really tell with her.

‘ we’ll leave first thing in the morning, ’ she says very matter of factly. there is no room to argue here, the nymph has made up her mind. ‘ tonight i will pray to our goddess artemis and pack my belongings. there’s an extra room in the shop. you’ll sleep there, yes? ’

#orionblood #🍄 ▬ the woods are lovely dark and deep. ( &. main. )

godbanes.

“ oh,i know. those are times that have long passed and that i’ve learnt from. ” he smiles when the cup is placed in front of him. “ thank you, ” the god wraps his fingers around it, seeking the warmth on his cold fingers. “ isn’t it odd, though, how at some point we all felt alone and lost only to come out of that time more powerful than we thought? ” the purple of his eyes is laced with something he cannot quite describe – a philosophy that has claws its way into his body and now rests behind his teeth and eyes. “ sorry, i didn’t want to be a downer. what tea is this? ”

‘ shush. i quite enjoy listening to you speak. ’ she shrugs as she reaches over for a cube of sugar and drops it in her tea. the nymph speaks while she stirs, a dream-like tone to her voice. ‘ i’ve lived, but not like you. ’ he’s a god. hundreds of lifetimes stir in his being. she can only imagine what her future holds. ‘ life is but a test, dionysus. full of oddities. ’ she appears to lose her train of thought for a couple of minutes before returning to the conversation. ‘ — peppermint, dear. refreshing, isn’t it? ’

#godbanes #🍄 ▬ the woods are lovely dark and deep. ( &. main. )#/ i luv them

fuckingvictus.

a scoff leaves the demon, raising an eyebrow as he cocks his head to the side. “oh, my dear. if you do that—…well, everything would simply die. anything my entrails would touch—…gone. you wouldn’t want that to happen would you?”

she mumbles a string of profanities under her breath. ‘ oh, i’m sure i could find a use for them, don’t you worry. ’ the nymph can feel the hairs on the nape of her neck stand up straight when he speaks. the trees and plants are eerily still. they don’t appreciate his presence here either. ‘ i don’t have all day. what do you want from here? ’

#fuckingvictus #🍄 ▬ the woods are lovely dark and deep. ( &. main. )

firefox-official

in terms of how pretty i am, i am very pretty

#🍄 ▬ pretty and volatile and wild all at once. ( &. isms. )

ok so i added some info for a more modernized version of layla. a lot of the stats are still the same, but i think it’ll be a bit easier for muses in modern settings. as in like? not primarily fantasy/mythology... etc. ya’ll get me, right ;_:

alternate modern verse. in which layla is not a full dryad. her mother was a dryad who fell in love with a human. her mother left Crystalhelm (more like shunned and was forced to leave for marrying a human)

- layla is a 24 year old half human / half dryad living in (insert city here) this is adaptable to like literally anywhere!

- working in an occult shop part time and in general living a very relatively normal life as she tries to navigate being a mythical being, a 24 year old college student, and a hot mess.

- her mother died during childbirth, so her knowledge on dryad’s is limited. though she craves more knowledge and wishes her mother were here to guide her. she’s aware of what she is and has limited abilities that are slowly surfacing.

#/ idk hi #🍄 ▬ headcanon. ( &. star speaking. )

@demcniac / random starter for dewey ^-^

‘ i saw you in the forest today. but you didn’t stop to say hello. ’ can he hear the hint of sadness in her voice? the nymph doesn’t meet his eyes, instead she busies herself with the plants. carefully whispering compliments to them as she waits for his response.

#demcniac #/ this is late #/ but we were talking about dewey n her <3 #/ this could be like she saw him in his wolf form ? or just him working !#/ either works hehe #🍄 ▬ the woods are lovely dark and deep. ( &. main. )

so layla’s main verse is set in a fictional town (oakheart, maine) and she’s lived for decades and i love it and it’s great for fantasy purposes but i also feel like? it’s kinda limiting my interaction’s with more ... modern muses ? so i think i’m gonna take some time to make a modern verse for her (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:·ﾟ✧

#/ i mean technically her main verse is modern #/ but she also lives in a super small town #/ so i want to try out something a lil diff with this modern verse like a modern dryad ?#/ probably in the city unaware of who she is ....#/ accidentally bringing plants to life ...#/ ok im getting a head of myself #/ but yea i haven't abandoned this blog ! ty all for being patient with me #🍄 ▬ out of character. ( &. star speaking. )

taishaunas

Are you stronger than a mountain?

#🍄 ▬ it was her chaos that made her beautiful. ( &. study. )

godbanes-archived

i cannot remember the last time that i felt like i belong in this body and in this world. something bigger always called for me, yet i can never tell whether it is good or evil. i want to claw my way out of this world and swallow it up. i want to melt into the earth and become flowers. i want to be good and create beauty. i want to be evil and cause destruction. every day i struggle and fight against my body and mind.

GODBANES, a study on the duality of godhood. an independent blog with canon, mythological and original characters. worshipped by ari.

#🍄 ▬ ℓσνєяѕ ℓαηє ( &. star speaking. )#/ beautiful !

nitebit-archive

hi bb’s sorry for my lack of activity this weekend ! i was celebrating my birthday but i am here now ! enjoy these birthday selfies from ur fellow aries ^.^

#🍄 ▬ συт σƒ cнαяαcтєя ( &. star speaking. )#/ rebloggin here too hi friends