Music is an Outburst of the Soul

Indie Multifandom OC RP Sideblog Sideblog to visionofjudgement Written by Shade

[visionofjudgement]

Where I am and how to find me.

((Hello friendos! I know I haven’t been around and initially planned to come back at some point. But seeing how there’s kinda no point with a looot of people bailing and this ban going to make writing a tad bit difficult with how…wild it is, I decided to make a post of other places you guys can find me.

I’m on Twitter as @auoartistic or @koderjojo, one serving as my main and the other as an art twitter.

You guys can find me on Instagram @auoxkoderjojo (not very active in itself since Im still very new but I use the messenger)

You can add me on Discord through Koderjojo#9113

And you can add me on LINE with the ID Koderjojo

If there are any other sites/apps/messengers you guys use that you prefer and would like for me to join feel free to let me know. I’ll still be logged into the tumblr app and still check the IM.))

[graziosomaestro]

mintha, have you ever been bitten by a vampire?~

“I am unsure if they even exist. I have never encountered such a being, so no. I’ve never been bitten.” Mintha certainly hopes he would never have to experience such a thing. If vampires are indeed real. “What an odd question...”

[graziosomaestro]

musingthrcughmemcries:

They had gone round and round this issue time and time again. If it weren’t for the fact that, for whatever reason, Melina seemed attached to this mongrel, he would have already met the headsman’s block several times over.

“Your role as Melina’s retainer should be the single most important thing in your life. Do you know how many talented, dedicated warriors would kill to be as close to the royal family as you are? I have half a mind to send you packing…”

Of course, he couldn’t do such a thing. Well, he could, but it would jeopardize the trust he had spent years building between himself and Melina. Damn girl and her sympathies for such a useless man…

“I’m doubling your training schedule for the next month. You’re already far behind the other royal retainers; you couldn’t protect Lady Melina from a butterfly in a breeze, never mind a potential assailant.” Was Melina defenseless? Of course not. But neither was Prince Xander or Princess Camilla, and their retainers dedicated every waking moment to their safety and happiness.

Why had the one royal child Iago gave a damn about been stuck with such a useless retainer?

Mintha was tempted to make a remark about how close his family as a whole already is to the royal family, but he holds his tongue. Even if he hadn’t taken on the role of Melina’s retainer, he was bound to come into direct contact with the Nohrian royals at some point. However, he isn’t one to discuss the privileges that come with his noble lineage. “I am aware, sir...”

The young man is aware someone else in his family would be far more suited to being a retainer to Melina. 

His attention was yanked out of his thoughts at the mention of his training being doubled. Which distressed him a little when one considered how much training he was already going through. “But w-what about Gu-” Blue eyes looked horrified when he catches himself, already feeling as though he should run for even thinking of trying to put his other training first. “I-I...” Gunter would understand him missing their training sessions, right? “M-My magic is still tied to m-my instruments after all. I promise...being able to protect Lady Melina never leaves my mind.”

The more he thinks about it, the more he realizes that he’ll have less time for Melina to teach him more basic magic as well. Not that he would ever allow Iago to know that the princess was teaching him. “I am still a Minstrel...n-not a knight.” Nor was he a Dark Mage like Odin, despite his affinity for magic. His lack of being able to use a tome properly and preferring to cast spells with an instrument is what he knows best.

[graziosomaestro]

musingthrcughmemcries:

@graziosomaestro

“Mintha.”

Iago said his name with the tone you would expect to hear from someone who had just smelled something awful. He even gave a derisive sniff.

“I don’t suppose you have a good explanation for why you were absent from training this morning?”

The way his name is spoken with such revulsion causes the minstrel to recoil a little in response. He mentally scolds himself for making his distress so clear. Why is he not yet used to being spoken to in this manner? And by Iago of all people, it should be expected.

“I-I...” Mintha stops himself, very much aware that even thinking about giving a sorry excuse will only provoke this man’s wrath. “Mila-” He only cuts himself off again, deciding that mentioning Melina as being the reason would be far worse. He can already tell that him having to think as long as he has for an explanation is already going to be infuriating enough. “I...I-I have no excuse, sir.” Blue eyes remain on the floor, fearing whatever glare is being aimed at him. “I made the mistake of putting my role as a minstrel before my duties as Lady Melina’s retainer.” Hopefully it would suffice, his grip on the violin case in hand tightening a little.

[graziosomaestro]

Drops a cat on his lap

He’s going to run out of room in his home with all of these cats strangers keep giving to him. How will he possibly be able to properly care for and love every single one? Where are they even getting these cats from? 

“I do hope you’re not stealing or abandoning these poor things...”

[graziosomaestro]

Miiinthaaaa~ do you love Myalis?~

“O-Of course I do...! I just...i-it’s really weird for him to be another noble like myself. Majority of nobility greatly dislike my existence.” 

There’s also the whole situation that this whole ordeal began with Myalis being a stalker. A rather scary one, but the man has never once harmed him. Mintha never felt threatened either. Such advances were just foreign to him.

[graziosomaestro]

Casually replaces all his clothes with various revealing dresses.~

“Why is there an infatuation with the desire to see me dress in such a manner?! I’m not a woman!” Mintha doesn’t understand what the appeal is. Not that he thinks women should dress like this, but it’s more the norm. He’s never seen a man wear such revealing clothes before.

[graziosomaestro]

Casually slaps Mintha's butt.

“?!”

Mintha isn’t fond of strangers touching him in such a manner, and he’s quick to give a slap to the face. Probably a more humiliating way to respond, but he already knows punching won’t do much. He most likely wouldn’t have much strength behind it.

[graziosomaestro]

@asktheravenclan | continued from an ask

“Hhh...I-I want to go home...”

However, anywhere warm would be better than being out here by himself. He approached the woman, feeling more safe her. His hands clutched at her shirt, the poor boy shaking. “I don’t wanna be outside anymore.” Mintha is scared, now clinging to the woman as he sniffled and whimpered. While he’s aware that his mother may be upset that he went with a stranger, perhaps she won’t be too mad as long as he’s safe.

[graziosomaestro]

@asktheravenclan | continued from an ask

“Binding...w-what did you bind me..to..?”

Mintha became more nervous as she approached him. He wanted to move, but his legs refused to budge. This left him trembling where he stood, unsure what the woman was going to do with him. He understood that Melina would be devastated if anything happened to him, and he did care about her. But he can’t always be around.

It seems he won’t have a choice in the matter. Morgana has bound him something and he doesn’t know what.

[graziosomaestro]

tombedtomes:

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“S-Sir please...”

The words left him in a whine, having no choice but to try and relax. Nothing he said or did would make his lord budge. The man was persistent and wasn’t about to allow anything halt his actions. No, Mintha could tell the prince would do everyone in his power to get what he wanted.

Regardless of who it was.

There was also the issue of his mindset. Everything Mintha said that was any sort of protest was only seen as the opposite. That he was merely playing hard to get, or perhaps was unaware of what he truly wanted. As if Magnus somehow knew what was best for his precious bard.

The continued movements of fingers within him still left him squirming, the sensation being something his body will never grow used to. However, his body was beginning to respond in earnest. Much to Mintha’s dismay that is.

[graziosomaestro]

’ Ah prefer the human organs ta eat over other species. ’

“Haa...?” He stared in absolute horror and disbelief. It was understandable for the young man to feel more afraid than he’s ever been in Morgana’s presence. She just admitted to something rather terrifying. His heart was racing, pounding painfully against his chest. The throbbing in his ears was almost deafening.

“You...a-are you...?” Was she going to eat him?

[graziosomaestro]

"Come away, oh human child."

The sea of trees surrounding him had become suffocating, leaving him disoriented and unable to navigate properly. The poor boy had wandered too far in, and no longer could tell which way he’d come from. The fear and panic only caused him to wander further, until he found himself sitting by a fallen tree crying. He wanted to go home.

His heart nearly leapt out of his chest when a voice reached his ears. Turning quickly, Mintha was frightened at first to find a stranger out here. However, there was a rather soothing tone to her voice. The boy could not help feeling drawn to her as she spoke.

“Can...can you take me home...?”

[graziosomaestro]

🔮

Punishment Symbol Prompts

🔮Use magic to bind my muse, hypnotize them, or make them a slave

The young man was left in a daze, never even given a chance to protest much less process what just happened. He’s known this woman had some sort of infatuation with him, but could never figure out what exactly made her pursue him. Now here he stood in front of her, magic weaving itself into his very soul. 

“Wha...w-what did you do...?” A feeling of immense dread fell over him, and he didn’t know why he should feel afraid right now.

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@tombedtomes | continued from here

“Nnh..!”

His body trembled in response to the prince’s hands on him. Of course he was far more focused on the one currently prepping him. Prepping him for the ungodly item Magnus was currently holding. Considering the minstrel never dabbled with such things, the only thing on his mind about it was the fear of that thing doing more harm. “M-Magnus...!”

Mintha had been resting rather peacefully until waking to his liege having tied him down. Seems the man was much too impatient to wait for his retainer to wake up. This left the poor bard even more distressed about the situation. Not that he would be any less had Magnus approached him while he was conscious.

[graziosomaestro]

🛁 -- casually pushes elaith at you bc Mintha getting nearly drowned by a fairy is too good to pass up.~

Punishment Symbol Prompts

🛁Submerge my muse in water (of any temperature) with the possibility of drowning them

Perhaps wandering too far into the woods had been a terrible idea. One that was possibly going to end deadly if he didn’t get out of it soon. However, it was difficult to think straight when the main concern was the need to breath. The more he struggled for air, the more impossible this became. The more his lungs continued taking in water rather than the oxygen it so desperately wanted.

Whoever was holding him down into the lake was far stronger than humanly possible. He couldn’t even see who it was. A complete stranger who appeared as if out of thin air. And quite possibly the last person he’ll ever have an interaction with.

[graziosomaestro]

distant-fragments:

@graziosomaestro

“Did you really think it would be so easy, Vigdis?~”  The merchant just laughs as he tightly grabs the bound man’s chin so that he’s forced to look at him.  Honestly, Aries is just lucky he decided to pick today to relocate the bard’s things.  “This is my place…  No one leaves without my say-so.”

There’s an uneasy silence as Aries steps over to the desk in the room, opening the drawer and just looking over the contents, which are all metal things – namely knives – suitable for punishment.

Blue eyes glare at the man they are forced to look at, hands struggling with their bonds. Mintha thought he was so close this time, finally escaping this place and finding help. But he can’t leave with the belongings taken from him. There was no replacing them as they were a gift. However, it frustrated the young man that he valued them more than his life and sanity.

The minstrel can only wait and watch, feeling uneasy as Aries looks through a drawer. He can hear the clinking of metal as things are shuffled around in side. His stomach felt queasy at just the thought of what might be done to him.