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I shall wear my heart upon my sleeve...

Multi Fandom Original Character - OC and Canon Friendly

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#ooc #promo tag #self promotion #pinned post

goldensunset

#ooc #the heat index is to be 108 today

alwaysxinxtrouble

OPEN STARTER - Matthew

It was generally one of the last places he wanted to be: a gala fundraiser. The room was filled wall to wall with the arrogant elite who actually cared nothing for the people whom the fundraiser was for, only coming to show face and overpriced champagne. His nose crinkled at the overwhelming smell of cologne and perfume that wafted around like a thick cloud, though he did his best to ignore it. Foggy had dragged him there despite his rather verbal protests the whole way until he was starkly reminded of how he owed him one for everything he had put up with over the last few months.

He adjusted his bow tie out of habit, wishing he’d ignored the invitation altogether. The orchestra’s music was too polished, too precise, each note cutting through the murmur of conversation like a thread pulled too tight. Waiters moved in careful patterns, their footsteps muffled against the marble floor, trays trembling under the weight of champagne flutes no one actually intended to finish.

The crowd pulsed and shifted around him — the rhythm of laughter, the click of heels, the whisper of silk brushing against tailored suits. Every voice bled into the next, a hum of false charm and veiled greed. Matt exhaled slowly, searching for quiet that didn’t exist.

He told himself he’d stay long enough to be polite — one drink, maybe two — and then disappear before anyone noticed, especially Foggy. But just as he turned toward what he hoped was the nearest exit, something different threaded through the noise. A voice. Clear. Steady. Unfamiliar. It carried a tone that didn’t match the rest of the room — unguarded, honest, real.

He froze, head tilting slightly as the crowd’s chatter fell away in his mind, every sense sharpening on instinct. Whatever it was, whoever it was, had just shifted the entire evening.

frombehindpaleeyes

Anne lifted the flute of champagne to her lips and pretended to take a sip. The man across from her continued to drone on, something about investment portfolios or whatever. She honestly didn't care but didn't have a decent enough reason to walk away.

"Hm, interesting," she replied when he paused. Was he taking a breath? Waiting for her answer? She didn't know as she hadn't really been paying attention. Her attention had been more on how much the heels she was wearing hurt and how awkward she felt in her dress. The gala was supposed to be for the hospital and the money raised was supposed to be used for newer better machines. She knew better than to place her hopes on anything coming out of the evening aside from some aching feet.

Something out of the corner of her eye made Anne turn her head slightly. She spied a familiar pair of red glasses and a face she hadn't seen in some time. Smiling at the man who'd been speaking at her, she took a small step back.

"Would you excuse me, please? I see someone I haven't spoken to in a while." She took another step back without waiting for an answer. "I simply must go say hello."

Turning away, she walked towards the familiar face. "Hello, Matt," she said as she approached.

#defectivexfragmented #open rp reply

scorebug

height check. how tall are you people in my phone

#ooc #5'5"#average height for an average mun

musesforthedamned

Billy stared at her for a second.

Then barked out a short laugh, shaking his head like she had somehow managed to surprise him despite everything.

“You ask that like there’s a chance I’d say no.”

One dark eyebrow climbed higher as he looked at her, the smile already threatening to break through. He tried to fight it.

It shouldn’t be noted that he failed miserably.

“Anne, I kicked my way into a bathroom because you got dizzy.” His hand dragged across his jaw as he huffed another laugh. “At this point, helping you get dressed feels like a pretty natural progression.” The smart-ass remark landed easily, but the concern underneath never really left his face. His eyes flicked over her, taking in the exhaustion she was trying so hard to hide, the way she seemed to sink further into the mattress with every passing second.

“And let’s be honest,” he continued, raising a brow, “you almost passed out in the shower.” He pointed at her. “You’re not exactly in a position to start arguing independence right now.”

The grin softened around the edges. “You could ask me to wrestle a bear today and I’d probably just ask where we’re finding a bear.” A little chuckle escaped his lips as he huffed out a breath through his nose. “Tomorrow, though? Tomorrow I’m judging you.” The smile that followed was warm, crooked, and entirely too fond. Then his expression gentled.

“C’mon, sweetheart.” His voice dropped lower, steadier. “Let somebody take care of you for a minute.” He stepped closer, offering his hand without hesitation. “Besides,” he added, that familiar Billy charm slipping back into place, “if you’re gonna keep calling me an angel, I gotta maintain the reputation somehow.”

frombehindpaleeyes

The color on Anne's cheeks deepened, spreading down her throat and up her ears. As much as she needed help, it still irked her that she once again required it. After her accident she had worked so hard to gain her independence. She had done everything the physical therapists had asked for and more because she hated that feeling of helplessness. She hadn't liked asking for help then and she wasn't fond of it now even if it was something she desperately needed.

"I know," she breathed, "I know I should be okay with having help..." She pressed her lips together and bowed her head briefly. One would think that fifteen plus years later it wouldn't sting as much to ask.

Let somebody take care of you for a minute...

The words spoken so softly and gently made Anne lift her head. She gazed up at Billy, at the almost tender look in his eyes. It made her heart skip a beat and her stomach flip in a pleasant way. If she didn't know better, she'd think he was flirting with her.

Her hand shook as she lifted it, the exhaustion making itself know. Her fingers curled around his and she carefully rose to her feet.

"Okay."

#musesforthedamned #Billy x Anne - Pairing #these two are too cute imo

coille-a-staigh

Anne tugged at the other's hand, pulling them towards a nearby cafe. "Come on, it'll be fun. Besides you did say you wanted to learn more about us humans, right?"

((Send 💘 for your muse to drag mine on a date.))

"I did say that." The spirit conceded, a smile curling their lips as they allowed the human to lead. "Modern humans are rather interesting. When I was a kit, the vast majority of humans were busy in their day to day lives just ensuring there was food on the table. I am fond of all the creative 'hobbies' your kind invent," they mused.

frombehindpaleeyes

The young woman grinned, her hand still holding on to theirs. Ever since meeting Quinn, she had gained a new outlook on the world around them. Especially in regard to how the world had changed and how much was considered 'new'.

"I never really gave it much consideration," she admitted as they got in line. "I mean, I know how things that are so readily available now were near unheard of at one point in time. But it's one of those facts that's just as the back of the mind."

She turned to look at the menu with its numerous drinks and foods. "Would they find such an array overwhelming or fascinating?"

#coille a staigh

nytehavyn-circle

Tolaas shook his head. "No, no sex is needed. I do it usually durin' sex 'cause it makes the orgasm more intense fer both parties, but I can feed without sex. Ya might get 'roused, 'cause the bite of a Livin' Vampire causes aphrodesiac-al like reactions, but sex ain't needed."

He chuckled softly. "If yer uncomfortable with the idea, my love, I can call on one a'my donors, er even get blood from NyteHavyn. I don't want ay ta do anythin' ya don't wanns do, sweetheart."

There was a soft laugh that came from him. "Alright, chocolate chip cookies it is. Ya got everythin' I need already, er do I need ta call fer a delivery? Eggs, milk, butter, chocolate chips, flour, bakin' soda?"

He kissed her forehead before she turned around.

@frombehindpaleeyes

frombehindpaleeyes

"I'm not uncomfortable with it," she countered. "I think I remember you telling me that whole thing one time, but I never really gave it much thought. It just wasn't that big of a deal." She smiled at Tolaas as she touched his arm. He looked so worried and she needed to ease his concerns. "And I do want to feed you, for want of a better word. I want to take care of you as much as you want to take care of me."

She leaned into him as he kissed her forehead, a soft hum in her throat. She had missed him, missed being around him.

"You should find everything you need in the kitchen," she answered with a soft, happy sigh. "Maybe even a few surprises, like leftover Chinese." she laughed. Lifting her head, she gazed up at him. Her lips twitched as she tried to look stern and not laugh. "Now don't you make a mess in there, either. I just cleaned that kitchen."

#nytehavyn circle #tolaas x annie

itisweselton

"I had a reputation with Weselton's older ladies when I was a young man, Evelyn," Edgar went on to stress while blushing in embarrassment. "So my King learned about it and made me a Duke instead of a Prince to encourage me to become more responsible."

itisweselton

"Yes, it's true, Evelyn. Due to my birth being unexpected, I was never betrothed to anyone. Hence I could have sex outside of marriage and I took advantage of it," finished Edgar soberly. "My King threatened to cut me off financially unless I straightened up," he added.

frombehindpaleeyes

Evelyn gave Edgar's confession some thought. If she was being honest, she wasn't terribly shocked. She'd come to understand that there were different rules when it came to men and women. Men - especially men of the upper classes - had a great deal more freedom than their female counterparts. The fact that Edgar had relations outside of marriage wasn't surprising. She'd have been more surprised if he hadn't.

"I am glad you told me," she replied simply. "I want our marriage to be built on honesty." Taking a deep breath, she continued. "Are there any children I need to be made aware of?"

#itisweselton

formaechao

"I'll take that as a good sign, then," Michael replied. He glided away from the table with a customer service smile. He didn't want to unnerve the woman, but he was used to being stared at, as if they knew he was a vampire. He created the Sanctuary to be a bridge between the human and supernatural worlds, although he found humans rather taken aback by the supernatural.

frombehindpaleeyes

Anne returned the bartender's smile with her own version. When he was once again gone, she turned her attention back to the glass in front of her. She took a small sip and wasn't the least bit surprised to find it excellent.

As she took another sip, she looked around the dark bar. She still wasn't sure why she had stepped foot in the place. As she'd walked by on her way home she'd felt what could best be described as a pulling feeling. Something tugged at her, telling her feet to turn. It was the same with the bar itself - a feeling at the edge of her senses. Something that drew her to this place. It was an incredibly strange feeling but also a fascinating one.

Taking another sip of wine, Anne let her eyes wander briefly over the other patrons.

#formaechao

misandriste

𝓜ARIE 𝓐NTOINETTE 2006 ✼ dir. Sofia Coppola

#aesthetic #ooc #marie antoinette #muse aesthetic

corsetslaced

"I don't like the way they're looking at you." (For Sebastian, medieval verse)

@frombehindpaleeyes // Anne xx Sebastian // Unwanted Gazes

“No need for concern, my beloved,” Sebastian assured Anne, despite moving them both away from the man’s gaze. “He was my childhood best friend, and…things ended poorly when my father started going mad. He has no idea I tried protecting his family from my deranged father’s wrath, and has hated me ever since for he blames me for his parents’ executions,” Sebastian explained, pain audible in his voice at the losses — his own father, his friendship, and two innocent subjects of Desyra.

“I’ve tried contact him to make amends, to apologize, but our letters have been….troubling intercepted, which I am looking into,” he added, grief written across his handsome features. “I know he wouldn’t harm you, or myself, for he’s a staunch pacifist — especially when it comes to women, children, the disabled, and those of advanced age,” he assured her, though he wasn’t part of any of the listed groups.

frombehindpaleeyes

Anne pressed her lips together in a weak smile. As Sebastian guided her away she gave one last look over her shoulder. The man continued to glare, his eyes practically shooting daggers. Sebastian may have assured her the stranger was a pacifist, but Anne wasn't so sure. She wisely kept that opinion to herself.

"You know I cannot help myself" she replied. Her hand rested on his arm and she could feel how tense he was. In listing those the stranger would not attack, she'd noted how he himself had not been among those named.

Her voice lowered to reach his ears only. "You know I care for you deeply. I cannot help but be worried. If this kingdom...If I...were to lose you..."

#v: medieval fantasy #corsetlaced

allthingswhumpyandangsty

#ooc #no regrets

confirmed-and-contorted

slamming your knights visor down when you’re finished talking to them, like slamming the phone back on the receiver.

charlesoberonn

Turning around to leave only to turn back and lift the visor up for one last remark before slamming it down again.

#ooc #rp ideas

iceandfireforthedamned

"High in the halls of the kings who are gone Jenny would dance with her ghosts The ones she had lost and the ones she had found And the ones who had loved her the most The ones who'd been gone for so very long She couldn't remember their names They spun her around on the damp old stones Spun away all her sorrow and pain She never wanted to leave, never wanted to leave."

𝒮𝒶𝒽𝒶𝓇(𝒶) | 30+ | 𝒞𝒮𝒯 Rules | Memes | Carrd Follows back from @musesforthedamned 𝕄𝕦𝕤𝕖𝕤 𝕨𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕟 𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕓𝕝𝕠𝕘 𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕠𝕨 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕦𝕥.

#ooc #we love a good promo #go follow this amazing person

kamillahn

Charlie Cox in Daredevil: Born Again - S01E08

#ooc #matt murdock #man crush forever

felimemesandthings-deactivated2

Reblog if your muse has ever kept it together in public and fallen apart alone.

#ooc #about the muse #numerous times

@corsetslaced

Starter based on this:

Anne stood at the edge of the throne room at the back of the group of courtiers. Though she smiled and gave off an air of confidence, anyone looking close enough would see the tightening around her eyes and the way she held herself overly still. She idly smoothed her hand over the front of her gown. How long would it be before her stomach began to round? She might be able to hide things for a while, but not forever.

Looking towards the throne, she felt a pang in her chest. She hadn't meant to get herself in such a situation. Like so many things, it had just happened. King Sebastian was a handsome man. He had his choice of courtiers and she had felt flattered when his attention had turned to her. She wondered how he would react when she spoke to him.

When Sebastian dismissed the Court, Anne waited a moment before approaching. When the last of the courtiers had left, she moved towards him.

"Sire," she said, switching to her native French. "Sire, if I may speak to you a moment?"

#corsetslaced

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