beings of mythology, all gathered in one blog

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[littlefantasysouls]

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Hello, dear Traveller! Suit yourself, please!

I'm Dreamy, @feralfuckingwolf , but you can call me Bear or Badger too. I'm a Semi-Selective roleplayer, and this - HOPEFULLY - the last fantasy rp blog to exist from my very creative and normal brain. I always wanted to create a rp blog for my OCS, so i did it! My rules are here, my promo is here here's my roleplay starter memes, and here are my tags. Please check the #muse info or #muse intro tags to see about my muses. I hope we can get along! ^^

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[clown-demon-arc]

@littlefantasysouls asked:

"Your loss would break my heart.” (To Zelmy, from Serene of littlefantasysouls

"Yahahahaa! Me? Dying? As if! I'm immortal baby~!-- SORTA! Only a holy entity or weapon can erase me from existence. And those don't really exist here! So there's no need to worry about a broken heart!"

[littlefantasysouls]

ﾟ:.★.: ﾟ

The being was right about the existence of holy entities and weapons. A cliff, after all, wasn't the right place for the religious things to exist. But that's also why she didn't want him to get hurt.

The serpent huffs quietly while wrapping her tail tighter around the branch of a tree near the cliff. "Well, i still do not want to see you hurt. So, please be careful while wandering around here."

Serene lived in an old cave that was made nearby the surface, which made it easier to hear him hanging around. After she realized that he wasn’t leaving, she decided to come out and check on the other.

[littlefantasysouls]

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The pale colored Zilant's gaze turns towards Ringmaster as he stop sniffing the dead, his eyes focusing on this masked stranger as they spoke. He was just taking a flight, away from the forest he always lived and into a more crowded area, when he saw... this: A humanoid standing beside a corpse calmly. Web wasn’t a nosy being, but the oddness of the situation made him very curious; which lead to him landing down for an investigation.

"That seems like a curse," She comments while flipping up the dead body to invastigate it’s back. And nothing, again. No blood stain, no torn clothing, no pale skin; nothing that would be the sign of another death cause. Basically, a lost cause, she thought with a sigh before turning her head to the masked stranger. "I guess i have no choice but to believe you, Traveller. At least that's a nice lesson of respect for the other witnesses."

4 seconds passes in silence as Web stares at them thoughtfully, before speaking up again: "Who are you, Traveller? I do not think i've seen you around before."

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[clown-demon-arc]

"Yes, my ability is indeed a curse. I never asked for it. I was just born with it. And as you can imagine, being born with a face that causes people to go mad-- well I can assume my mother saw my face when I was a baby and went mad and killed everyone in the vicinity except me, and then herself. I was brought up in an orphanage with a paper bag over my head~," they explained their story to the creature.

There was a wound on the man. A hole in his head hidden by the hair. The man had taken the gun from his holster and shot himself and died. It wasn't that the Ringmaster made people mysteriously die. Their ability wasn't like Fyodor's. Instead, it would cause the person to actually commit suicide.. sometimes taking others with them.

"Ah, who I am?" they repeated and pointed an index finger at themselves. "They call me the Ringmaster~! I was never given a name, so I go by my own I made up~! And you are CORRECT! I am here with Nikolai-kun. But we've split up to look around," they explain to her.

[littlefantasysouls]

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"Oh, woah. That's one tough life, my guy." Web says with a sigh, shaking her head. "I'm sorry to hear that." She's not sure what was more disturbing; their life up to this point, or the way they spoke about it so casually. She hated it either way.

The mythical hybrid strides closer to them and lowers her wings down. "Ringmaster, huh? My name is Web, and i'm very happy to meet you," She says while nodding at them, smiling. "I don’t think you need another name for yourself; it sounds already cool. Also, what are you looking for? I can help you both with it." Web offers, smiling.

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[ninoxo]

@ninotbh

[snowing-in-cyberspace]

[bogmonstergirl]

[memecollation]

Reblog this if your muse is BISEXUAL!

[confessionsofa-roleplayer]

Ocs stealing from the orginal lore of other ocs is gross and you should be ashamed. Not praising it.

[roleplayhonestybox]

The biggest “shaking my fist at the world” moment for me is when I see the perfect, just right ad — only to see that it’s 20+ (I’m 19 for context). In this house we respect boundaries, so I have to scroll onto the next post & leave behind the magnificent roleplay ad LOL it sucks, but no need to lie about your age to sneak into a roleplay with someone who’s stated that they wouldn’t be comfortable roleplaying with someone below a certain age, even by a year. Boundaries are important!

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[those-crazy-meme-nights]

↖This Muse is Small, Angry, and has Violent tendencies

[littlefantasysouls]

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That explanation was confused the winged being, and he expressed with a tilt of his head and question: "For work? Unless if you are a miner or adventurer, i don't see the point of you being here. It is just rocks and snow here." And rest of the Mythical Clans, of course.

He sighs and shakes his head, accepting the defeat. Alright, if the reaper doesn't him to fight, than he won't. Not now, at least. He can deal with this later, though. "Can i at least escort you to our healer's place or a better cave to rest? Coming here must have tired you out." Riverstone suggests, turning around to nod towards where he came from.

[clown-demon-arc]

"Yes, for work," he repeated as he stared down at the winged beast. "I am not a miner nor an adventurer. But where life touches, I am there to escort those that lose it.. I am a reaper. I do not know what your kind refers to me as. But typically humans call me the grim reaper. But my official title is death reaper," Florence explained to the other.

"While I do not need to waste a healer's precious time on cuts, I will accept being given a better cave to rest in," the reaper replied, casting a gaze around the current cave.

[littlefantasysouls]

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"A reaper?" He repeated, more quietly this time. "So, you are here to kill someone? But who? Is that someone old, or not?" And most importantly; was that someone from his Clan?

Riverstone's face expression gets more serious when the reaper says that he wanted a cave to rest. "Alright, I understand! Follow me, than; so I can take you to our camp to find a resting cave!" The Chamrosh declares while turning around, taking few sideway steps towards the wall to give him space to walk. His leader wasn't going to be happy with this, as he was allowing a stranger to enter his Clan's territory. But he couldn't care less now, he just wanted to help... Whoever this being was.

"By the way, what's your name? I don't think you've ever said it," He asks the other while pressing his wings over his body tighter. "I'm Riverstone."

[clown-demon-arc]

@littlefantasysouls asked:

❄️ Our muses watch the snow fall together (to Casper, from Fire of littlefantasysouls

"The snow always feels good. It puts a good scent in the air, and the blanket of snow that follows is quite the sight to see. I am not someone to play in the snow, but I enjoy the sight of the snowflakes falling," the undead king hummed softly. Gazing out and holding a paw up into the air to let the small flakes fall onto it.

[littlefantasysouls]

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"Snow is good!" The horned rabbit nodded at Casper's words as he moved closer to other and raised his head up. His light gray nose twitches few times when two snowflakes lands over his horn and nose. "It helps me stay hidden from predators." Yeah, saying this might be ironic, given that who he was standing with. But Fire was confident that he could fight him off, if the king tried to hunt him.

"But digging though them is hard. Especially when it gets thicker and icier." Fire pauses and rubs the coldness off his ears, than tilted his head at Casper. "Where do you stay when snow gets harsher? Because I don't think you have a den like mine."

[rpmemes-galore]

Reblog if your muse would pick a fight in a parking lot at 3am

[confessionsofa-roleplayer]

So, what we are not going to do is act like we OC writers don’t work our ass off to put ourselves out there just to be ignored and flatlined, then be told that we have to “dO mOrE” when we’ve tried everything, though I can’t speak for all of us OC creators. If you’re not already popular or friends with someone popular, it’s a done deal. Makes me want to write somewhere else.

[confessionsofa-roleplayer]

It’s very hard to come up with headcanons/lore to OCs these days without wondering or asking if someone already wrote it or does the said headcanon/lore seems original enough. The thought of that is stressful enough.

[littlefantasysouls]

☆゜・。。

"Uh - huh," Goblin says with a scoff before trotting closer to the two. Usually, he wouldn't care much about who's doing what, but he didn't want to witness horse murder at that moment, especially not on the forest he lived with other wild horses. He preferred to save someone and be the hero of day. So, he kept his bright yellow eyes on the mutant just in case.

The Longma and the mare tenses up at the same time when she puts her hand over the wound. One move, and it was gone. Just like that. Goblin blinks few times in shock, staring at the mare's thigh where the arrow had hit. The said arrow was laying on the ground now, having pulled out before he could even arrive. It was hunting season, which meant that any human could get a weapon and came to shoot any animal they can find. And that's exactly what had happened. While he was patrolling the west side of the forest, a young boy from the east side dared to step onto their habitat and when Goblin learned about the hunter, it was already too late as the human had already managed to land one successful shot to Sea, who was the youngest and slowest mare of the horse herd. Goblin made sure the human was dead before he returned to check her... only to find this.

The young, black mare suddenly getting up to her hooves brings Goblin back to the reality. She neighed at the stranger, then walked up at Goblin to nudge it playfully with another neigh. It nodded at Sea, who had started trotting inside the forest, before turning it's head at Bailey.

"She thanked you, and I guess I should too. Its not like our healers suck or anything, but you handled the wound like its just a smudge of mud. That's geeat." It says, flicking it's wings.

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[clown-demon-arc]

Honestly she was glad she could help the mare.. And clear up any suspicion that she was harming an animal.. She was almost offended the other thought she was doing that. But at the same time-- she understood. This land was foreign to her. Coming from another land with Nikolai. Somewhere close by there was a mad clown, probably causing trouble to the citizens of the land with his sick tricks...

The mutant blinked and gave a short bow. "It wasn't that your healers suck indeed, it's just that they weren't here to help and I was." She was at the right place at the right time.

Bailey cocked her head to the side. "Who are you, might I ask? You also don't seem.. appalled by my appearance.."

[littlefantasysouls]

☆゜・。。

A newbie or a local, what The Travellers were didn't mattered to Goblin as long as his horse herd was safe. And they were very safe now, since the thread was taken care of. Relieved, he sighed at the other’s bow and gave a quick bow in return. "I'm happy that you understand me. Yes, exactly; even though we are capable of taking care of ourselves, we are very grateful of your service."

At her question, he lifts his wings up proudly. "The name's Goblin, protector of this horse herd! Nice to meet you, whoever you are! Also, was i meant to be appalled?" He asks, taking a curious step towards her. "I mean, i do not really care how you look as long as you are not a danger to me or others." Goblin finishes with a shrug.

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[lyricalmusingstuff]

when did we let HATE get so ORDINARY?

[diovox]