𝙼𝙾𝚄𝙽𝚃𝙰𝙸𝙽𝚃𝙾𝙿 (n.) • the summit

low activity multi-muse.  certain moments send adrenaline to the heart, dry out the tongue, and clog the lungs. like thunder they drown you in sound; no, like lightning they strike you across the larynx.  /  written by river.

[mountops]

gonna have a small revamp here soon; thank you to those that have stuck around :’) 💖

[mountops]

hi hello i haven’t forgotten about this blog but to make things a bit more relaxed on here i’ve deleted my old starter call and instead am making this post a fresh one! just reply with the muse(s) in mind ♥ the cap is 4-5 for now

[mountops]

aesthetic.    KAT & RISOTTO!     — @bloodydevoir

[mountops]

gaidna:

❝ thank you —. && I think I can.     Just got to make sure not to put too much pressure. I apologize beforehand if I’m slowing you down — Miss.❞ 

  “  claire   —   claire redfield.     don't worry ;   i'm gonna help you get out of here ,   i promise.     let's keep on the lookout for supplies.     knowing this place ,   there's got to be a first aid kit around here somewhere.  ”

[mountops]

gaidna‌:

𝘼𝘾𝙆𝙉𝙊𝙒𝙇𝙀𝘿𝙂𝙈𝙀𝙉𝙏 𝙁𝙍𝙊𝙈 𝙊𝙏𝙃𝙀𝙍 𝙒𝙃𝙄𝘾𝙃 𝙂𝙍𝙀𝙒 𝙃𝙀𝙍 𝙊𝙒𝙉 𝘾𝙊𝙉𝘾𝙀𝙍𝙉𝙎 paid respects to the male’s decision to rest && opposition to her healing capabilities. ❝ okay — just as long you rest properly for a bit , your strength will be back in no time. ❞ polished extremities rose , pushing away strains of brunette behind heated ears / whispers of the agonizing planet grew louder ; pleading to the Cetra to stop their cries. how can one individual such as herself stop all of this?❝ if I were you I would avoid heading towards that direction — ❞ cranium nudge to the location she hailed from. ❝ group of stronger demons lingers around there. I went by unnoticed. ❞

  fatigue wears at flimsy limbs ,   peckish beneath an unrelenting sun.     “  your confidence is a sight to behold ,  ”     and it's said with little volition ,   in truth.     breaths retreat in restrained wheezes ,   fragmenting heart fluttering as a means to perpetuate what little blood flow he's given ;   he makes his move ,   though ,   ventures himself to stand tall ,   knuckles at his cane bleeding white with strain.     whether or not she intends it ,   his target resolve has yet another lead.     “  unfortunately ,   that is where i intend on going.     we must stop them at their roots before it is too late.  ”

[mountops]

iilvecchio‌:

MEME ANSWER :  “I’ve come too far to quit.” ( from V! ) @mountops

“Your   determination   does   you   credit   ,   Messer.”   HE   OFFERS   HIM   A   SLIGHT   SMILE   -   knowing   there   is   nothing   he   can   say   that   will   persuade   the   other   man   otherwise.   “                              I   would   of   course   advise   caution   but   something   tells   me   it   may   fall   upon   deaf   ears.”   CAUTIOUS   MEN   AFTER   ALL   MOVED   AT   A   SLOWER   PACE   THAN   THOSE   WHO   RAN   HEADFIRST.   It   also   required   patience   ,   which   was   not   something   everyone   had.

  “  'the man who never alters his opinion is like standing water ,   and breeds reptiles of the mind.'   —   while i hear your guidance ,   i am afraid i've very little choice in the matter ,  ”     the potential for risk is hardly a frightful thing ;   when one's entire existence rests soundly atop the tiers of disunion ,   rifts in an otherwise quivering foundation ,   one has no choice but to strive towards rectifying their wrongdoings.     he smiles ,   the incline of his head charged with quiet deliberation.     as favorable as caution is ,   the distinct crumbling of both body and soul forbids the alternative.     “  i must see this through to the end   —   quickly.  ”

[devil-may-cry-v]

[mountops]

'touch' for Kat 8)

warmth, originates from the skin of stone - like palms she’s come to quickly familiarize herself with.   they’re completely heated, deftly envelops the entire stretch of her exposed fingers.   so warm, so comforting;   she likens the particular feeling to a vast coverlet, an inviting, homely embrace that whispers promises of everlasting security — only in these most recent, most special moments at his side, do they always ring true.   there's a smile, the cowl of a loose - fitting jacket obscuring shimmering eyes, and she strengthens her grasp.

“welcome home.”

nonverbal starters  |  @bloodydevoir

[znahypr]

   THAT’S    NOT    A    NAME    ,    THAT’S    A    …

✓  𝑁𝑈𝑀𝐵𝐸𝑅    @znahypr ✓  𝐶𝑂𝐿𝑂𝑅    @aerythros

𝟏𝟎𝐊 & 𝐑𝐄𝐃 of 𝐙 𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 as reimagined by jackie & becca .

[frazerquinn]

I’m risking my life here for you. I wanna help.

[memetaped]

nonverbal starters prompts featuring nonverbal scenarios.

guide take them by the hand, arm, or shoulder to guide them.

shelter protect them.

shove push them.

loop drape an arm around their shoulders.

touch a gentle touch like rubbing their back, hugging them, holding their hand. 

kiss a kiss on the cheek, knuckles, forehead, in their hair.

palm smack them upside the head.

bed rest gently push them back down when they try getting out of bed.

aid help them with a task.

note pass a note to them.

cry wipe away their tears.

wash wipe something off their forehead, cheek, so on.

bandage patch them up when they get hurt.

heal take care of them when they get sick.

book silently read a story with them. 

carry pick them up. 

scrap punch them.

cherry find blood on them.

sit help them sit down.  

medical wake up in the hospital and find them holding their hand.

steer place a hand under their chin to make them look up. 

beat dance with them.

stare stare them down. 

off track get lost with them.

no shaking their head in disagreement. 

yes nodding their head in agreement.

rush tackle them to the ground.

open hold the door open for them.

[mountops]

MUSELIST UPDATE:

+  kat, dmc.  testing.

[dagna]

if that bomb detonates in the city, it’ll spark civil war. i can’t walk away. i’m tired of walking away.

[mountops]

“here — you earned it,”   in her hands rest a package of snack cakes, an unofficial staple to their ever staunch faction.   it's better than nothing — as it always is — thus she swiftly dumps said sugary treat atop the girl's open lap, stealing away with the vacancy adjacent her.   “between you and me, if we weren't in such a hurry, i would've shot that bastard's ass too.”

starter call  |  @zslayr

[mountops]

“i got eyes for one thing, and that's to make sure you get out of this goddamn place alive.   can i count on you?”

starter call  |  @aerythros

[mountops]

𝚣𝚗𝚊𝚑𝚢𝚙𝚛‌‌:

𝙽𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃 𝙵𝙰𝙻𝙻𝚂 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷 𝙸𝚃 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚃𝙴𝙰𝙼 𝙸𝚂 𝙵𝙰𝚂𝚃 𝙰𝚂𝙻𝙴𝙴𝙿 . quiet hours a welcome reprieve from the chaos that stems from their mix match of personalities . solitude is the comfort 10k finds in stolen moments ; his chance to recharge , become one with the world around them . “i’m fine .” he tears his gaze from the horizon , hint of a smile tugging at the corner of full lips to soften refusal . the boy knows warren isn’t likely to budge even before meeting her resolute gaze . without another word he scoots over , leaving room for her to sit beside him . 

she seats herself at corner’s edge, the arch of her legs sitting perfectly at collarbone-level.   hands follow in routine, situates the meat of her wrists to stretch along ripped jeans and exposed knees, and eventually manages a fleeting glimpse towards her tenacious companion, mindfulness abloom in the heart of her eyes.   his refusal is inevitable as always;   that doesn't mean she's not, at least, going to try to pry at that sturdy film of defense — if only a little.   “you were quiet today — more than usual.   and don’t you think for a second i’m gonna believe you’re fine.”

[mountops]

“How many men does it take to deliver a message?” / to lady but teasingly

“more than a few, apparently,”   her distinguishing quickness emphasizes the resulting roll of the eyes, remnants of crust against her palm temporarily forgotten;   she eventually finishes it off, however, and already in motion to seize the band fastened around her prized demon killing machine.   “whaddaya say we show them how it's done?”

mulan sentence starters  |  @gaidna