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as soon as the con is over, iām going to try to be more active - on here and on my other muses.Ā
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convention this weekend. in the home stretch now!!Ā
as soon as the con is over, iām going to try to be more active - on here and on my other muses.Ā
under the cut:Ā Ā just a small peek at a mere portion of whatās been eating all my attention for the past two weeks.
a crochet necklace that will be on a chain soon [also making a few more of these tomorrow and the next day]
44 nearly complete pokeballs
just 1 of the 25 golden snitches
wire and nail polish flower crown [one of a handful iām in the process of putting together]
Hurt rp Starters
"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Slow down! You don't want to get even more hurt, do you?"
"Tell me where it hurts."
"Whoa, that's purple... It looks like your shoulder is dislocated."
"Oh my god. Are you okay?"
"You're bleeding... You're bleeding bad..."
"This is gonna hurt..."
"Holy crap! I may not know much about human anatomy, but legs don't bend that way!"
"It's all swollen up..."
"You have a black eye. Where you fighting with someone?"
"Okay... Okay, hospital. Hospital, now."
"I think you have a concussion."
"Calm down! Calm down! Your ankle is sprained, okay?"
"Here, lean on me."
"I'm gonna need more bandaids..."
"What the hell happened to you!?"
"Here, I need to clean you up. This might sting a bit..."
"We need to get the bullet out..."
"Oh my god, you've been shot!"
"Did... did you get beat up!?"
"Just hold on. You're gonna be fine..."
"Look out for that car!"
"Wake up! Oh god, please wake up!"
"You're alive! Oh, thank god!"
"I'm no doctor, but you should have that looked at. It's bleeding a lot..."
"What is that? Are there bandages under your shirt?"
"Why is your arm wrapped up like that? And are those blood stains!?"
"You must have hit the back of your head really hard."
"Look at me. Just look at me and stay awake. Can you do that?"
memory meme.
past experiences help shape who we are currently, how we see the world. Send in a symbol and Iāll write a drabble of one of my museās memories.Ā
ā„Ā āĀ a childhood memory ⣠ā a fading memory ā ā a vivid memory āĀ āĀ a repressed memory ā ā an eye-opening memory ⤠ā a memory that involves romance/love ⤠ā a memory of death/loss āĀ ā a memory of their mother ā½Ā ā a memory of their father ā -- a memory of their sibling(s) ā ā a memory of a relative ā ā a memory that may or may not have happened ā ā a memory of something paranormal ā ā a sexual memory ⬠ā a friend/best friend memory
āOne more is not going to make me aĀ ācrazy cat lady,ā right? I mean, how can anyone say no to this face?āĀ
thereās a version of bucky in my head - the most prominent version of bucky atm - that is just slowly pulling his metal arm apart until itās just GONE and heās so fucking done with it and hates having to hide it and have people know what he was, what some part of him still is.
basically iām dealing with a sad and disgusted buck who wants to talk to someone but also NO ONE EVER
i should just make him talk to my sam and work some of his shit out but i donāt like playing with myself.
Send "Hearteyes Motherfucker" if you ship our muses
Send āSuper Secret Hearteyes Motherfuckerā if itās supposed to be a secret between them
āAre you sure? I can go if you need the room. Itās no problem, I promise.ā She gave him a small smile, tucking her own iPod into her pocket.Ā āOr if you need a partner, Iām more than happy to oblige.ā
He smiled, a pleased stretch of his mouth, and lifted his bag off.Ā āThat sounds great, actually. Let me change footwear and warm up...ā Bucky sank to the floor in a surprisingly elegant heap and unzipped his bag to dig out his slippers.Ā
āWere you dancing for fun or practicing a piece for a show?ā he asked, curious.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā ā āDo you trust me? ā
āThat is not a good way to start off a conversation, Jordan.ā
If I get 12 'SING' s The Mun Shall Record Themselves Singing
Suggest songs to them, and whatever they want to pick, they will sing.
Difficult Questions for Muses
(Please remember to use trigger warnings as and when necessary)
Do you think that youāre a good person?
Do others like you? Do you want others to like you?
What do you think others like or admire about you?
How do you know when youāre in love? (romantic or platonic)
Would you or have you ever killed? What would drive you to kill?Ā
Do you think that killing is ever justified?
Have you ever done anything that you feel to be very morally wrong?
Should all people be treated as equal, and have the same rights?
If you committed a crime, would you accept punishment willingly?
Is suicide ever the right choice?
Is euthanasia ever the right choice?
Is it right to have an intimate relationship with somebody you donāt love?
What could make you break your own moral code?Ā
Have you ever doubted your own beliefs? (Spiritual, philosophical)
Would you always be loyal to your loved ones even if they wronged you?
What would you consider a fate worse than death?
Why do you love the person or people you love? (romantic or platonic)
Do you agree with capital punishment?
Could you ever forgive your worst enemy?
What would you like to achieve before you die?
In The Hospital || Bucky and Steve
Steve watched his best friend fight with the idea of being in a hospital. He knew the feeling of not wanting to be in one. He also didnāt like hospital or medicine. But sometimes it was required. He wouldnāt let anything happen for Bucky to not get better.
He smiled at that and shook his head. āNah, you got hit by a lot of things. But no a bus. I think that might have hurt less.ā He winked and grabbed a cup from the table as he stood up so he could help Bucky sit up if he had to. āHere..ā
āWhat happened?ā He felt pathetic, stomach churning and head feeling like it was stuffed with cotton, muscles weak and aching. He carefully shook his head, not wanting the water even though he knew he needed it.Ā
Bucky looked at Steve.Ā āThe whole story. I canāt seem to remember...ā The last thing he remembered at all was being in the Tower. After that all he had was pain and then waking up in the stupid hospital. God he hated hospitals.
āIām sorry. I didnāt realize so much time had passed.ā
Her face flushed slightly at his words and she tucked a stray piece of hair behind her ear as she reached over to grab her bag.Ā āIāll just get out of your way.ā
āYou donāt have to go.ā
Bucky held his hands up.Ā āWe, uh, could share the space. I brought my iPod.ā He pulled at the earbuds dangling from an outer pocket of his bag.Ā āThereās room enough for both of us.ā
PSA
i have a convention coming up soon, one that iām selling stuff at
because of this, iām going to be even spottier than i already am for most of this month. a majority of my time not at work is going to be dedicated to crocheting and working with wire and trying to sort out circular gallifreyan into art.Ā
please be patient with me. i will get to replies when i feel comfortable taking a break - which should happen at least twice a week but i donāt want to promise and not come through on it.Ā
by your side, till you heal -Steve
Send āby your side, till you healā for my museās reaction to waking up in the hospital, covered in bandages, while your muse sits by their side | accepting
dotherightthingrogers
Bucky came to slowly, struggling up out of the fog of medically induced unconsciousness. He felt gross, the stink of hospital all around him and embedded in his skin and hair. It made his stomach roll, though his heart stayed steady and his breathing barely increased. He wished he couldnāt breathe, the hospital stench stuck in his nose.
āFuck,ā he groaned as the aches started to sink in. Of-fucking-course his body would eat through the pain meds as soon as he was conscious. What even landed him in the hospital?Ā
Steve was not asleep. Even though many people had been in and out of this room telling him that he should. That he should go home. The only reason he didnāt smell was because Natasha brought clean clothes and some waterless shampoo. The current time was awesome in some of itās oddities.Ā
He looked up from his sketch pad when Bucky moved. A small smile played across his lips and he closed the pad, carefully setting it aside. He leaned forward in the chair.Ā āDonāt move to much, Buck. You broke multiple ribs.ā
āDamn,ā he sighed. His eyes finally creaked open. Even that hurt.Ā āDid I get hit by a bus or somethingā?ā he asked, voice rough as he turned his head to look at Steve. Fuck, Steve.Ā
Bucky was sure, if he tried, that he could get the IV out of his arm and get whatever else was in him out and off the bed without damaging himself further. How long had he been out? He still knew Steve by name, still knew himself as Bucky, so no one wiped him; that was one positive at least.Ā
by your side, till you heal -Steve
Send āby your side, till you healā for my museās reaction to waking up in the hospital, covered in bandages, while your muse sits by their side | accepting
dotherightthingrogers
Bucky came to slowly, struggling up out of the fog of medically induced unconsciousness. He felt gross, the stink of hospital all around him and embedded in his skin and hair. It made his stomach roll, though his heart stayed steady and his breathing barely increased. He wished he couldnāt breathe, the hospital stench stuck in his nose.
āFuck,ā he groaned as the aches started to sink in. Of-fucking-course his body would eat through the pain meds as soon as he was conscious. What even landed him in the hospital?Ā
give me a m/m plot where theyāre both teammates on some sports team and theyāre both so āhaHA NO HOMO BRO!!!ā and ājuST BROS BEING BROS!!!ā every time they blow each other in the locker room after practice when everyoneās gone bc they swear theyāre not into the other every time and rooming with each other on away tournaments and secretly playing footsy underneath the table where one of their legs goes a little too high up on the thigh and going to celebratory parties and working to make the other jealous af and try to get under their skin and just!!!