long may he reign

[longreigned]

their discord handle : the devil you know#2946

their profile picture : an array of selfies that change on a whim, ranging from immaculate to bullshit 

what their online status would usually be on : online / idle / do not disturb / invisible

light theme or dark theme : dark theme

would they moderate a server : he can barely moderate himself

what is usually on their game tab : spotify / whatever multiplayer game his friends talked him into playing with them

their custom status : either random emojis or “the typo Fjord made in the groupchat” 

tagged by :  @clayric​ who told me to do the thing and thus I do the thing

[heartial]

mel·io·rism

/ˈmēlyəˌrizəm/

noun the belief that the world can be made better by human effort.

[longreigned]

I’m not on tumblr much bc I’m getting settled into a new home and a new job but hmu for little chatty things here!

[longreigned]

I’m not on tumblr much bc I’m getting settled into a new home and a new job but hmu for little chatty things here!

[longreigned]

clayric‌:

❀ ❝ open starter. ❞ | mutuals only.

“hey, come here a second, if you don’t mind.”

caduceus’ voice is quiet when he speaks, beckoning the other closer, a gentle smile dancing on his features. once they’re within arm’s reach, the firbolg rests a warm, long-fingered hand upon their shoulder, before bending down to meet their height and pressing his broad, flat-bridged nose to the other’s in a quiet sign of a affection.

“oh yeah,” he hums, eyes close and grin widening, “i needed that. you looked like you needed it too.”

It’s hard to explain the way his mind responds to this quiet contact. The best words Molly can find for it are something fuzzy in his brain. Almost like Caduceus wrapped the sharp, chaotic edges of his mind in something soft, muffling the noise. It’s good, whatever it is. 

“Mmn.” Rather than addressing whether or not he needed that, (he did, and he still does, a desire for affection buzzing under his skin near-constantly) Mollymauk shifts focus back to stooped firbolg. “Here, let me show you how we say that in Infernal.”

With Caduceus still close enough to reach, Molly leans forward to nudge the curve of one horn against his temple. “Not quite as soft as your version.” 

[shinyno]

This one has been laying around the whole summer, but this is as finished as it’s gonna get

[clayric]

i don’t want to say how long i actually spent on this

[longreigned]

❝ This isn’t freedom, this is fear. ❞

‘captain america: the winter soldier’ starter prompts

"Me? Afraid? Why, I’ve come back from the dead twice now! What do I have to be afraid of? I’ve bested The Raven Queen herself!” His words are just as much a performance as they were when they first met--a carnival barker trying to drum up business. Performing is easy, it’s familiar--and in this moment, it’s necessary.

The first resurrection came with a lot of complications. Carving out an identity from a blank slate, learning how to be a person without all the benefits of childhood and adolescence. This time around, Molly had a much easier time of it--but it came with its own complications.

Just as he remembers his life as Mollymauk, so too does he remember his death. In vivid detail. 

If it were just the pain, that’d be one thing. He can deal with pain. It’s all the other little details about feeling the life drain out of him that really make his skin crawl. At least his mind is kind enough to blur the details around digging his way out of the grave. While he’s awake, anyway.

Besides, he’s alive now! What’s there to be afraid of?

Just because Jester’s right doesn’t mean he has to admit it.

[longreigned]

❝ Need a medic? ❞

‘captain america: the winter soldier’ starter prompts

“Don’t really think I could get away with saying this one’s just a scratch.” Mollymauk smiles crookedly despite a shortness of breath and altogether haggard appearance. Blood seeps out from in between his fingers despite his best effort to keep the wound closed, staining skin and torn shirt alike in red. 

He tries to take a step closer to her, falters a little, and stills where he stands. Lucky for him that she’s got magic and a mysterious deity on her side, because something gives him the funny feeling that first-aid alone wouldn’t do much for this one. 

And honestly, he would know. 

“Lay your healing hands on me, darling.” 

[longreigned]

❝ I do share. I’m nice like that. ❞

'captain america: the winter soldier' starter prompts

“Why Mr. Clay, do I detect a hint of sarcasm?” Something about the notion of Caduceus being sarcastic delights him, pointed tail flicking back and forth with a feline fascination. 

“Guess that’s kind of a big family thing, hm? Nobody gets away with being stingy in a big family. I know a little of what that’s like.” Though his own familial circumstances were are decidedly different, some things carry through.

 “So you don’t mind letting me have a few beetle wings? I could make you something pretty with them.” 

[crimsondeath]

'captain america: the winter soldier' starter prompts

❝ On your left. ❞ ❝ Don’t say it. Don’t you say it. ❞ ❝ Need a medic? ❞ ❝ You should be ashamed of yourself. ❞ ❝ It’s your bed, right? ❞ ❝ You must miss the good old days, huh? ❞ ❝ I’ll put it on the list. ❞ ❝ I’m sure they have a good reason. ❞ ❝ Relax, it’s not that complicated. ❞ ❝ You doing anything fun Saturday night? ❞ ❝ You know, if you ask Kristen out, from Statistics, she’d probably say yes. ❞ ❝ Too shy, or too scared? ❞ ❝ You seemed pretty helpless without me. ❞ ❝ You want to be a hero? Is that it? ❞ ❝ Well, this is awkward. ❞ ❝ I think that’s overstating things. ❞ ❝ You just can’t stop yourself from lying, can you? ❞ ❝ I’m not obliged to do anything. ❞ ❝ It’s called compartmentalisation. ❞ ❝ Nobody spills the secrets, because nobody knows them all. ❞ ❝ I do share. I’m nice like that. ❞ ❝ I thought the punishment usually came after the crime. ❞ ❝ We can’t afford to wait that long. ❞ ❝ This isn’t freedom, this is fear. ❞ ❝ For as long as I can remember, I just wanted to do what was right. ❞ ❝ You’re always so dramatic. ❞ ❝ The world has changed, and none of us can go back. ❞ ❝ Sometimes the best that we can do is to start over. ❞ ❝ I’m here to ask a favor. ❞ ❝ You lose someone? ❞ ❝ What makes you happy? ❞ ❝ If you want, you’re welcome to use my machine. Might be cheaper than the one in the basement. ❞ ❝ Well, I’ll keep my distance. ❞ ❝ I don’t remember giving you a key. ❞ ❝ My wife kicked me out. ❞ ❝ I didn’t know you were married. ❞ ❝ There’s a lot of things you don’t know about me. ❞ ❝ You’re a terrible liar. ❞ ❝ He told me not to trust anyone. ❞ ❝ Anyone gets in my way, they’re gonna regret it. ❞ ❝ It kind of feels personal. ❞ ❝ I only act like I know everything. ❞ ❝ I’m not gonna ask you again. ❞ ❝ Bye-bye, bikinis. ❞ ❝ First rule of going on the run is don’t run, walk. ❞ ❝ My fiancé was just helping me with some honeymoon destinations. ❞ ❝ I have the exact same glasses. ❞ ❝ Shut up and put your arm around me. Laugh at something I said. ❞ ❝ Kiss me. ❞ ❝ Public displays of affection make people very uncomfortable. ❞ ❝ I just wondered how much practice you’ve had. ❞ ❝ Nobody special, though? ❞ ❝ Believe it or not, it’s kind of hard to find someone with shared life experience. ❞ ❝ You just make something up. ❞ ❝ The truth is a matter of circumstance. ❞ ❝ That’s a tough way to live. ❞ ❝ You know, it’s kind of hard to trust someone, when you don’t know who that someone really is. ❞ ❝ Who do you want me to be? ❞ ❝ Who’s the girl? ❞ ❝ You need anything before I leave? ❞ ❝ Want some milk? ❞ ❝ I thought I knew whose lies I was telling, but I guess I can’t tell the difference anymore. ❞ ❝ There’s a chance you might be in the wrong business. ❞ ❝ If it was down to me to save your life, would you trust me to do it? ❞ ❝ I hear the crab cakes here are delicious. ❞ ❝ That is a terrible, terrible idea. ❞ ❝ I wasn’t sure who to trust. ❞ ❝ Your work has been a gift to mankind. ❞ ❝ You shaped the century. ❞ ❝ Society’s at a tipping point between order and chaos. ❞ ❝ If you don’t do your part, I can’t do mine. ❞ ❝ See, it’s stuff like this that gives me trust issues. ❞ ❝ I just kind of wanted to be alone. ❞ ❝ We can put the couch cushions on the floor like when we were kids. ❞ ❝ I’m with you to the end of the line, pal. ❞ ❝ I don’t know if I can do that. ❞ ❝ I think it’s time you know the truth. ❞ ❝ The price of freedom is high. ❞ ❝ Did you write that down first, or was it off the top of your head? ❞ ❝ You smug son of a bitch. ❞ ❝ I’m sorry, did I step on your moment? ❞ ❝ Are you sure you’re ready for the world to see you as you really are? ❞ ❝ Did you get my flowers? ❞ ❝ You’re the best and the most ruthless person I ever met. ❞ ❝ You know, you’re a lot heavier than you look. ❞ ❝ I had a big breakfast. ❞ ❝ Please don’t make me do this. ❞ ❝ Unless you want a two-inch hole in your sternum, I’d put that gun down. ❞ ❝ This is gonna hurt. ❞ ❝ Man, shut the hell up. ❞ ❝ You know, there was a time I would’ve taken a bullet for you. ❞ ❝ You’re out of your depth, kid. ❞ ❝ I’m not gonna fight you. ❞ ❝ You’re my friend. ❞ ❝ You’re not going to put me in a prison. ❞ ❝ You’ll know where to find me. ❞ ❝ I’m headed to Europe tonight, Wanted to ask if you’d come. ❞ ❝ You might not want to pull on that thread. ❞ ❝ This is the age of miracles. ❞ ❝ There’s nothing more horrifying than a miracle. ❞

[clayric]

"Are you a Cleric? Because you're looking radiant today." in which Mollymauk has pick up lines and can't resist

[hephvi]

im actually just a gilmore stan (and a molly stan)

[longreigned]

𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑨𝑪𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝑺𝑯𝑬𝑬𝑻

repost, don’t reblog !

BASICS.

full name.     mollymauk tealeaf pronunciation.     mah-lee-mahk  /  tee-leef nicknames.     molly, lucien, nonagon height.     6-6′2 age.     unknown, approximately mid-20s zodiac.     unknown languages.     common, infernal 

PHYSICAL CHARACTERISTICS.

hair colour.    dark violet eye colour.     solid red skin tone.     lavender body type.     slender but well-muscled, lithe and wiry  accent.     vaguely irish dominant hand.     right hand  posture.    straight-backed and open, standing tall and bold  tattoos.     extensive, see reference most noticeable features.    ... all of him.

CHILDHOOD.

place of birth.     unknown hometown.      unknown birth weight / height.     unknown first words.     unknown siblings.     unknown parents.    unknown parental involvement.  Mollymauk has no memory of his life before his first death, so this information is lost.

ADULT LIFE

occupation.     carnival barker / fortune teller / adventurer current residence.       transient close friends.     the mighty nein / the former Fletching and Moondrop Carnival of Curiosities performers relationship status.     single financial status.     usually pretty broke  driver’s license.     n/a criminal record.     possibly some light fraud or disturbing the peace 

SEX & ROMANCE.

sexual orientation.     pansexual romantic orientation.     panromantic preferred emotional role.     submissive | dominant  | switch  |  unsure. preferred sexual role.     submissive |  dominant  |  switch |  sex repulsed. libido.    moderate to high turn on’s.     being manhandled, a reasonable amount of roughness, being restrained turn off’s.     being degraded / humiliated love language.     touch and quality time relationship tendencies.    n/a

MISCELLANEOUS.

character’s theme song.    here’s his official playlist! hobbies to pass the time.     reading tarot, doing sleight-of-hand tricks, embroidery mental illnesses.     some degree of PTSD from his second death physical illnesses.     none left or right brained.     right brained fears.     remembering his past and becoming someone else, being buried alive again, being alone. self confidence level.    fluctuating but usually high to the point of arrogance  vulnerabilities.       the past he has no memory of and the people who might know the person he was before

tagged by:   @clayric​ tagging:  idk!! 

[clayric]

@waslucien made me post this

[longreigned]

cups his face. smooches. (is this from cad or tony who knows really. both.)

In which Mollymauk melts into the kiss, clawed hands settle on shoulders, and a clever tail snakes its way around his lover’s waist. 

“Hello to you too. To what do I owe the pleasure, hm?”