Go ahead ... hold your breath

Embracing Dark Urge RP BGIII / League RP prior known as Sleetkissed

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[frigomortis]

▌  @chaosmultiverse  continued  [  x  ]

       Pale  spheres       flew  over  the  intruder  as  soon  as  her  appearance  passed  the  doorstep.  A  hearty,  dull  sound.  The  wind  outside  pushing  its  assistance  on  the  younger  one's  mission  to  close  the  door.  The  Freljordian   :   on  edge.  She  could  not  remember  a  time  when  facing  another  person  didn't  cause  a  spike  in  her  pulse.

For  the  first  moments     (  and  possibly  even  longer,  if  the  girl  hadn't  introduced  herself  )    Esteri  attempted  ignoring  her.  A  stiff  look  toward  the  planks  which  made  up  most  of  the  wall.  She  was  a  strange  sight,  wasn't  she     ?     Not  from  here,  most  likely. 

       ❝  The  shack  was  abandoned  long  before  I  arrived.  I  suppose  the  lock  is  only  expected  to  be  in  awful  shape.  ❞       The  lady  was  too  far  away  from  the  group  to  turn  on  her  heel   &   walk  back  before  the  weather  would  have  picked  up  on  her.  A  luxury  she  just  couldn't  afford  at  the  moment.  As  was  the  absence  of  her  new  partner  in  misfortune.

       ❝  Esteri.  ❞      Another  flicker  toward  the  girl,  then  her  hands.  Claws  that  were  so  abnormal,  she  couldn't  simply  ignore  it  or  brush  it  off  as  some  ailment.       ❝  You're  not  demacian,  are  you    ?  ❞       The  question  thrown  her  way  with  clinical  precision.  A  moment  of  relief,  as  Esteri  jumped  to  conclusions    –     because  she  rather  shared  the  shelter  with  a  monster  than  a  Mageseeker.

     ❝  Your  arms  .  .  .  ❞       Slender  fingers  brushed  through  the  air,  pointing  towards  Aida's  sleeves.       ❝  Should  I  be  worried  for  my  safety    ?  ❞

[rpmemes-galore]

life-threatening situations...

(contains many triggers... included, but not limited to: violence, natural disasters, car/plane crashes, and drowning. continue at your discretion )

send (bank) for our muses to be hostages in a bank robbery together

send (blaze) for our muses to be caught in a burning building together

send (dry) for our muses to be lost in a desert together, with very little water

send (snow) for our muses to be lost out in the woods when a blizzard whips up

send (drop) for our muses to have fallen into a sinkhole, and gotten trapped, together

send (gust) for our muses to be huddling in a tornado shelter during a storm together

send (wash) for our muses to be stuck on a washed out road, with rising water, together

send (sunk) for our muses to be in a sinking ship together, in one of the only air pockets

send (entry) for our muses to be living together, and hear someone breaking into their home

send (frozen) for our muses to be trapped in the middle of a frozen lake, and the ice is cracking

send (collapsed) for our muses to be trapped together in a collapsed building after an earthquake

send (crash) for our muses to have barely survived a serious car crash in the middle of nowhere

send (downed) for our muses to be the only survivors on a deserted island, following a plane crash

[frigomortis]

Small starter call for the new blank blog that is *points around* this. Mumus specify muse please ♥

[fvngus]

There is a bug in her ice cream...

[frigomortis]

|　|　|　　𝙶𝙴𝚃　𝚃𝙾　𝙺𝙽𝙾𝚆　𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁　𝙼𝚄𝚃𝚄𝙰𝙻𝚂  !　　answer  and  tag  six  people  you  want  to  know  better.

 𝙵𝙰𝚅𝙾𝚁𝙸𝚃𝙴　𝙲𝙾𝙻𝙾𝚁　:  red     &     orange

 𝙻𝙰𝚂𝚃　𝚂𝙾𝙽𝙶　:  Sugar  Boats     –    Modest  Mouse

𝙲𝚄𝚁𝚁𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙻𝚈　𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙳𝙸𝙽𝙶　:  your  threads  >:)      [  No  fr,  I  actually  don't  read  much  in  general  ]

𝙲𝚄𝚁𝚁𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙻𝚈　𝚆𝙰𝚃𝙲𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙶　:  finished  season  one  of  Witch  Hat  Atelier  but  only  watching  documentaries  atm 

𝙲𝚄𝚁𝚁𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙻𝚈　𝙲𝚁𝙰𝚅𝙸𝙽𝙶　:  strawberries.  I  always  crave  strawberries     .  .  .

𝚃𝙰𝙶𝙶𝙴𝙳　𝙱𝚈  :  @dustraised  (thank  youuu  ♥) 𝚃𝙰𝙶𝙶𝙸𝙽𝙶  :   [  no  pressure   !  ]   @gonerabid  ,  @ashennails  ,  @kindredsmercy  ,  @goldenfists 

[frigomortis]

kissing her nose

[frigomortis]

Idk how many people I can follow in one hour before tumblr thinks I'm a bot but I'm slowly recollecting my mootsies :')

Also feel SO free to send me open threads I haven't answered because I can't look into my drafts on sleetkissed anymore ♥

[frigomortis]

@ashennails he looks like some animal crossing villager in this, help-. [x]

[ashennails]

... loud ? well , obviously ! he was in the middle of his greatest tale yet ! or maybe it wasn't ... he says that about everything . not even a second passes , and locke spares a quick glance over his shoulder , raising a brow at such a heinous comment . dramatic , of course ... but who would expect anything less ? of course , it wouldn't be him , corvin locke , if he didn't cause a bit of a scene , would it ? a grin slowly creeps onto his features ... shoulders raising with a chuckle . ❝ say somethin' ? can't quite hear you .. ! ❞ it's the glasses ; they make him look far more cocky than intended .. not an issue , of course . before he gives the stranger a second to reply , and with a shrug , locke turns his back again and just happily continues on with whatever he was harping on and on about - one hand being placed upon his hip , tapping steadily into his side . a rhythm , almost .

[frigomortis]

       One  arched  brow       was  the  only  hint  at  how  phenomenally  irritated  the  freljordian  felt  at  his  dismissive,  nay,  even  taunting  rebuff.  Met,  yet  again,  with  the  stranger's  backside   (  and  no  sign  of  him  taking  her  request  to  heart  )  ,  a  hot  huff  escaped  her  nostrils.

   He  babbled  on  about  monsters,  creatures  that  were  so  immensely  fantastical,  they  could  not  be  true.  Perhaps  a  group  of  infants  would  believe  these  ballads  .  .  .

In  his  case,  the  drunken  patrons  were  very  much  enjoying  the  play  he  put  on.

       ❝  Your  tales  won't  get  any  truer  with  you  raising  the  volume.  ❞      Was  it  insane  to  call  for  quiet  in  a  tavern    ?     A  point  of  perspective,  really.  Not  at  all  biased,  no  no.  It  was  the  balanced  mix  of  the  cadence  of  his  voice,  the  quite  weird  story   ;   finally,  that  hideous  grin.  He  turned,  and  that  was  an  unspoken  insult  towards  hers  truly.  One  hand  against  the  man's  shoulder     –     because  if  he  had  trouble  hearing  her,  Esteri  had  to  figure  out  a  way  to  get  his  lacking  attention  otherwise.

       ❝  We  have  plenty  of  idiots  with  too  much  fantasy  scurrying  around  these  parts.  I  am  not  asking  for  too  much,  or  am  I    ?  ❞

[frigomortis]

She can't be contained.