Where Old Muses Gather

"Welcome to the The Hub. Here you'll find many doors to many different universes. If you ever have any questions about The Hub please do not be afraid to ask. I AI Hera am here to help" A computer voice spoke before a bunch of doors opened around you M!A: N/A (Multi-fandom. Multi-muse and Multi-ship. please note this is a side blog and all follows will be from hadesrebelofadaughter my main. Please read the rules! Hope to rp with you soon!)

[musesoftimespast]

OOC

I've moved Grace and Mari to a new blog because i kept getting the itch lmao.

this is where the girls are now hanging out

I am still going to mention Jess and Rina on there in passing sometimes as they canonically at least know Grace in passing.

That's all. blog update done~!

[musesoftimespast]

Moment in Time: A Nice Reminder (Grace)

The moment that head hit her lap, everything around her froze.

Grace would argue she could handle anything.

She'd run from a building as it exploded around her, hand in hand with the man who set the explosives, she'd been out in the open sea as it raged and howled around her, waves crashing against the small boat as a god hovered over her. Rage on his features.

She has survived losing her closest confidant only to gain him back, twisted, different yet apparently exactly the same.

No doubt there was so so much she was forgetting but the point remained.

She was strong, fearless.

Terrifying in her own right. And yet.

Staring at the little girl whose head rested in her lap, her small chest rising and falling with each breath. . .she felt pure terror.

Not wanting to move an inch less she wake her, disturb her rest. Here was something so defenceless trusting her- her blood covered hands- to keep her safe while she slept.

There was an amused snicker behind her on the couch and she gave a quick glance, wide eyed at the woman standing there.

“She won't bite you know” A voice softer than her own reached her ears, light and clearly amused at the emotions obvious on Grace's face

“She's so small” her own voice in comparison was barely a whisper, flicking back down to the girl and back again “Why in the world?”

“She likes you” Jess said simply, moving to lean against the back of the couch and reaching down, she brushed some hair from her cousin's face, tucking it behind her ear. Smiling soft at the contented sigh that escaped the girl at the motion. “You made quite the impression with your Hunter stories”

“That's all?” Incredulous, Grace shot her a look and Jess simply shrugged in return

“You forget how easily delighted children are” she replied before pointing at Mia “Large family young children adore adults that truly pay attention to them. Mia especially, she tends to cling once she likes you”

'Ask me how I know' hung unsaid in the air.

Jess was Mia's favourite older cousin and the two often hung around one another at family parties and gatherings when Mia's father couldn't make it. Jess easily matching the quieter girl's energy and guiding her through conversations with older relatives, laying the groundwork for being able to vanish out of that annoying uncle's verbal grasp and make it think it was his idea or slipping away when their gaggle of older cousins cooed about future partners without being noticed.

Things Jess wished someone had taught her to navigate at Mia's age.

Grace had been invited along upon Amelia's insistence. The Deepspace Hunter having rescued her a few months back, it had started an smooth friendship and really, being able to invite people along to these things sort of came with the territory of marrying into it.

Amelia and Scott had vanished the moment they'd all arrived and Jess had taken pity on the poor stranger and pulled her in to hang out with her and the younger kids. Who had been enraptured by all her stories of heroics and assignments.

Mia especially who had dreamed of being a Knight since she was old enough to walk and was dismayed to realise it wasn't a career the modern world needed.

The idea she could try to become a Deepspace Hunter, someone who protected against monsters, had clearly struck a chord.

She'd asked for story after story after story, wide bright pleading eyes and clasped hands following each. Grace had given in, she had no defences for children.

When Grace had vanished off inside for a moment to rest, Mia had followed. Which is how they found themselves here.

Grace terrified.

Mia asleep

Jess endlessly amused.

“I can carry her upstairs?” the offer was met with quick head shakes and Jess snorted.

“I don't want to wake her”

“She sleeps pretty heavily, her dad snores like a pig”

“Still”

Jess just shrugged and Grace turned her attention back down to Mia, who true to her word, hadn't stirred once as they'd spoken.

The two women just existed there, the only sound was Mia's quiet breathing. In and out, in and out. Rise of the chest, fall of the chest, once, twice, then again.

Grace tried to imagine herself in Mia's shoes. A young girl, trusting of strangers, curious enough about stories and hungry enough to know more to want to follow them into rooms and settle. Trusting them to keep her safe.

The only two people she ever felt safe with growing up had been Caleb and her Gran. Everyone else? Not so much.

Zayne -she supposed- would have been the exception but then again he also just. . .left. As a child that had hurt. As an adult, it was water under the bridge. She'd fought against his want to keep distance and planned to keep chipping away at his resistance until they were as close as they were as children.

She was stubborn like that.

Or determined she supposed. Both?

Perhaps both.

Snapping back into the moment, she froze up again as Mia stretched, mumbling something quietly in a language she didn't recognise before settling back down. The piece of hair Jess had secured behind an ear falling back over her face.

“χαζά“ Jess laughed quietly, shoulders barely shaking and Grace shot her a look “Stupid”

“What?” Grace slow blinked at her and Jess raised an eyebrow before seemingly remembering something, understanding flooding her face.

“It's what I said. Stupid” Jess clarified, nodding at Mia “She was mumbling dreaming nonsense, it was stupid funny stuff.”

“In. . .what?”

“Greek”

“Oh” the word was less spoken more breathed out, that's why she hadn't known. She had never heard Greek spoken before. “That makes sense”

“Mmhmm” Jess hummed, giving a glance over her shoulder back outside into the backyard before she straightened up and stretched “Alright well. Unless you want to wake her, you are gonna be here for a bit. She had a rough night last night. Better get settled in”

The last part was said as a tease, Jess's tone light and teasing again.

“Guess I'm here then” Grace said, looking back at Mia. Head tilted slightly. Her heart rate had slowed by this point and she felt like she could at least breathe. It was slow progress.

“Give me a shout if you need anything. I'll grab you a snack” Jess promised before vanishing off, not waiting for a reply.

“Sure thanks” Grace muttered to a now quiet room, sighing softly. Her eyes traced Mia's gentle features, light blonde hair, round cheeks, small nose. Still growing.

It was a nice reminder of another reason why she did what she did. Fighting Wanderers, getting rid of threats to Humanity at large.

Children deserved to grow up in a world that was kind to them, safe.

Her hand unclenched and slowly moved from her side, mirroring Jess's move from earlier, she lightly brushed that stubborn strand back behind Mia's ear. A soft smile gracing her face.

It was a nice reminder indeed.

[starlitmemes]

Gemstone Headcanons

Another set of questions aligned to gemstones to help develop characters! Send in some gemstones to learn more about the muse(s)!

Agate: What or who will your muse protect with their life?

Amazonite: How do they go about comforting or calming down others? Are they good at it?

Amethyst: Do they have a good intuition? If so, do they typically heed it or not?

Apatite: Do they find it easy to communicate with new people, or do they avoid it as much as possible?

Aquamarine: How insightful are they?

Aventurine: Are they the opportunistic sort, or do they typically let chances slip by?

Blue Topaz: Are they the courageous sort? Do they find they can overcome obstacles in their way with relative ease?

Cat’s Eye: What sorts of things soothes them when they’re worked up?

Chalcedony: How do they consider their allies in regards to themself? Do they reach out to them, or do they typically keep to themself?

Citrine: How open are they to new ideas or cultures?

Diamond: Do they find themselves getting sick often or do they have a relatively strong immune system?

Diopside: Are they a creative person in any way? How so?

Emerald: Do they suffer from any sort of mental illness?

Fluorite: Are they able to concentrate easily no matter where they are, or do they need a quiet space with little distracts?

Garnet: What are they most passionate about and who are they most devoted to?

Iolite: Are they financially responsible or do they tend to blow their money as soon as they have it?

Jade: What are their opinions on luck? Do they believe in it?

Jasper: What do they typically do to relax?

Kyanite: What is their temper like?

Lapis Lazuli: How aware are they of others and of their surroundings?

Moonstone: What inspires them? Why?

Onyx: How do they handle hostility from others, whether verbally or physically?

Opal: Are they the emotional sort?

Peridot: Are they open to new growth and change in any way, or are they resistant to it?

Prehnite: Do they find it easy to recall their dreams or do they hardly remember them?

Rose Quartz: Do they typically hold grudges? Are they the type to compromise as best they can during a conflict?

Ruby: Do they typically keep their heart on their sleeve?

Rutile Quartz: Do they have a habit of looking for the source of a problem? Are they the type to attempt to solve it if they’re able, or do they try to avoid it?

Sapphire: What makes them happiest? Is there a reason why?

Smoky Quartz: How is their physical endurance? Are they the active sort of person or not?

Spinel: Are they a worry-wort or are they carefree?

Tanzanite: Do they heal quickly or do bruises and cuts tend to heal slowly?

Tiger’s Eye: Are they self-confident or wracked with doubt?

Topaz: Are they the type to cheer on others or do they prefer to be center stage?

Tourmaline: Are they the understanding sort or do they have trouble connecting with others?

Turquoise: Do they strive for success or do they typically prefer to go with the flow?

Zircon: How wise are they?

[firstdegreefraud]

ohmywardens‌:

PSA:

    if you play ANY sort of villainous character - from a pick-pocket to a full-scale serial killer - and i follow you, please know that i’ve come into this FULL WELL what i’m signing up for. i don’t expect you to soften your character for me, i’m not going to complain when they aren’t nice to my characters, and i honestly probably love watching them do what they do. not all characters are going to be the “good guys”, or the type of villain that can be redeemed. not everyone has a tragic backstory that makes them do the things they do - some people enjoy it, others just do it because they can, and for some it’s all they know. yes, there are villains with a soft spot or two - this doesn’t mean they need to change everything. our characters become friends/lovers even though my character is a “good guy”? you keep doin’ you. keep stealing those purses, killing those people, burning those villages to the ground. 

        tl;dr - I DIDN’T FOLLOW YOU BECAUSE I WANTED SOMETHING SOFT AND EASY - you keep bein’ a villain, babe, cause you’re  just as excellent as the heroes.

[sajaboys]

KPOP DEMON HUNTERS (2025) ⊱ rp prompt

change pronouns and adjust as needed.

you will be so much more than that.

demons have always haunted our world.

that duty falls to you.

that victory is within your reach.

that's not even a real number.

there's no water in these.

how can you be late?

i didn't even get to finish my ramyeon!

why do they always interrupt our snacking?

they will face my wrath!

now you gotta die.

ugh, you came at a bad time.

you just crossed the line.

i understand you are weak.

and you dare to mock me with it?

i'm not here to mock you.

i'm here to help you.

it's time for a new strategy.

what makes you think that could work?

you've never done a single thing that didn't serve yourself.

that was weird.

we already have plans.

i can't wait to eat kimbap and stare at the ceiling.

sounds super boring. i'm so down.

we literally just sat down.

i can handle this. i'm not having a nervous breakdown.

you always say no.

you sound exactly like her.

no. we gotta hide and fix it.

earthy and herby. smells legit to me.

hurry, before someone sees us.

in order to heal a part, we must understand the whole.

you have a lot of walls up.

watch yourself.

they're not even that cute.

i'm gonna throw up.

no, it's too public.

don't eat that!

let's go kill these guys.

hard to say goodbye when we're having fun.

make it stop.

wow. did you really follow us here?

we're not here to fight.

whoa! mind the face.

surprisingly, your plan is working.

it's a lot more serious than i thought.

is that bird wearing a tiny hat?

wow, i wasn't expecting a hug, but ...

i thought the mannequin was gonna be a fun icebreaker. but i see i was wrong.

hey! i just wanna talk.

but first, i wanna talk about those pants.

you were supposed to be dead.

i could've told your friends what you are.

that's none of your business.

i know what it feels like to have them.

is that what you think?

you're not good enough for them.

you know you can tell me. i'll understand.

i'm nothing like you.

denial. i get it.

i'll be here when you're done pretending.

there won't be a next time.

are you a prisoner too?

thanks for having my back.

we keep meeting like this.

i didn't think you liked sharing.

should i tell them?

i'm gonna tell them. eventually.

are you whispering?

your secret's safe with me.

i'm helping myself.

i'm pretty good at reading people. actually, i'm kind of an expert at it.

i just can't shake this feeling that you're keeping something from me.

i'm not keeping anything rom you.

sorry, i sound nuts.

yeah. eternal suffering. sounds fun.

you made me come all the way out here so you could jumpscare me?

i'm glad you'er finally ready to talk.

you could've picked somewhere nicer for a date.

you're so old.

this is strictly a business meeting.

i am a mistake. have been since the moment i was born.

excuse me? i'm everyone's type.

i see why you're single.

see? we'd never work.

go find yourself a better boy.

this one's hopeless.

that's the funny thing about hope. nobody else gets to decide if you feel it. that choice belongs to you.

for what it's worth, i don't think you're a mistake.

i just want you to know i'm here for literally anything you need.

seriously, what is your problem?

not everything is about your insecurities, [name]!

what's with the long faces?

you killed your family.

don't forget about our deal, [name].

i'm kind of a difficult person.

something's wrong.

i knew it was too good to be true.

don't leave!

say you didn't do this. how could you do this?

it was all a lie.

it was real! what we had was real. i know it was.

i just needed you to trust me. that's all.

that's right, i lied to you.

i thought i could fix it all.

thi sis what i am.

why can't you look at me?

why couldn't you love me?

you come here like this?

you can't even fix yourself.

i'm sorry for everything.

i wanted to set you free.

you gave me my soul back.

this feels amazing.

see what you've been missing?

i'm so happy you didn't, like, die.

wow, [name], way to be super literal.

i definitely feel recharged.

[angstmemes]

disturbing starters

Be warned that these are very scary sentences. If you can’t handle horror, or get nightmares easily, these sentences probably aren’t for you.

“Of course I don’t want to kill you! I already have!” “Who are you looking at?” “What are you talking about? There’s nobody else in the room… right?” “I’m going to kill you now.” “There’s a knocking sound coming from the mirror.” “There’s someone looking at you through the window.” “I heard someone saying my name when I was in the shower this morning. You weren’t home then, were you?” “Why are you telling me that you’re going to get killed…? You’ve been dead for two years.” “Don’t go downstairs. I heard it call you too, in my voice, but it wasn’t me.” “Why are you making me dinner? We just ate…” “I keep hearing my daughter/son/wife/husband/boy/girlfriend scream every night while I’m wide awake, but they’ve been dead for years.” “What do you mean you didn’t leave this message for me? Then who did?” “There are all these pictures on my phone of me sleeping last night– but there was nobody else home but me. I don’t know what’s going on, but I think that someone– something– is breaking into my house.” “I can hear laughing coming from the attic, but we’re the only ones home…” “Don’t look in the mirror. That reflection isn’t you.” “If you go outside now, they’re going to steal you. They want you.” “I have the feeling that I’m being watched.” “The cat isn’t staring at you… he’s staring behind you.” “I live alone, as you know, but when I woke up last night, I could feel a breathing down my neck.” “I know that the old man who lived next door died, but I hear him talk to himself every day, like he used to.” “Can you see that too? That thing staring at me at the end of the bed?”

[thequeenofbeasts-archive]

ppl who expect oc accounts to be meek and humble about their status as oc’s and to bow to canons like… darling, i built this from the ground up with no help. i made this with my own hands. this is my baby i brought into this world.

fuck meek and humble. HERE ARE MY CHILDREN, AND THEY ARE GREAT.

[starversresource]

to blogs with muses that belong to small rpcs, possibly nonexistent rpcs, OCs, or are otherwise obscure: here’s a reminder that you’re amazing.

i know it can get discouraging when nobody seems interested. yet still, you soldier on, you introduce people to your funny little critters, you talk about your characters and post about them. crossovers are made, creativity is nurtured and niche bits expanded upon—it is inspiring!

the love you pour into your muse(s) is wonderful. the dedication you have to simply enjoy your character—even if you have little interaction—is awe-inspiring. every drabble you write, ask you answer, worldbuilding you do… it’s all magnificent.

you are a sweet reminder to everyone that roleplay is for fun, and that you don’t have to be in a big circle or have a large audience to have a great time. you are amazing.

[musesoftimespast]

(AND BECAUSE I'M ON A ROLL TONIGHT!!

Have Vee, I used bg3 to make them and that's literally perfect. It's just. . .Vee. If i ever get art made, i'm using that picture for it. UGH amazing)

[musesoftimespast]

(I found the images of Verona that i made in the sims too~ Like look at her!!! UGH

She came out literally perfect but i also spent like 4 hours on her so that doesn't surprise me. . .)

[musesoftimespast]

(I made my baby Vesta in the sims a lil bit ago, her face still isn't right but it's the best i've gotten to what she looks like in my head.

Sweetie pie angel baby~

I adore her and i'm so glad i was able to find a hair that let me give her the front blonde strands~)

[musesoftimespast]

Moment in Time: Destiny Cafe. (Grace)

Grace opened the door to the Destiny cafe and took a long deep breath in, the scent of coffee and pastries wrapping around her and soothing some of the aches of the day. Thankful that she had timed it just right so she had just missed the afternoon rush hour.

She walked over to the counter and gave a tired smile to the familiar older woman behind the counter. Pin-straight blonde hair thrown up into a low bun and bright pink eyes, Arina gave off retired art teacher vibes at 45. Her wit was quick and her ability to make you feel right at home was unmatched.

It was why she loved coming here so much.

“Forgive me darling but you look like shit” Arina said, giving her a quick once over and the laugh that Grace let out in return was dark and bitter.

“I feel it” She admitted, giving a one armed shrug before wincing slightly as her body oh so kindly reminded her she had bruises building on that side “Ow”

“You Hunters need to be more careful” The words were scolding but the tone was caring and Grace sighed softly

“Careful doesn't get Wanderers killed and civilians rescued, Careful means Casualties”

“You need to be on some kind of probation with that line of thinking missy” Arina reached over the counter and tapped her on the forehead “And in therapy”

“I need therapy for other things, don't get it twisted” Grace corrected, a ghost of a smile passing across her face “Now coffee please?”

“One Lavender Latte and one Grape Jelly Cake coming right up” Arina said, inputting her order before sliding a brown box towards her that had a slot cut in the top “Payment system is on the fritz, cash only”

“That's fine” Grace reached into her pocket and pulled out some coins, counting out enough for her order before dropping them into the box “Will it be fixed soon?”

“Oh probably” The older woman shrugged before turning around and getting started on the latte “Knowing Wilson he's already working on it”

“It's in good hands then” Grace nodded, tucking her wallet away again “That man is magic with tech”

“He really is”

The conversation died down after that point and Grace amused herself with slowly looking around, not that much changed at their main location. Still the same light furniture, still the same warm LED lighting, blankets still folded neatly on a table tucked away for requested borrowing. A constant.

It was calming. Having somewhere that was the same every time.

Nothing else in her life stayed such.

A sigh escaped her and she turned to lean her back against the counter, arms loosely crossing over her stomach.

Life had been far too hectic recently and if she hadn't been in the middle of an investigation, she would have put in a time off notice. She needed a few days break, out of the city preferably but who knew how that would end up.

The city might just explode if she left.

Wasn't that a fun thought?

Being pulled out of her musings by a tap on the shoulder, she gave a glance and perked up seeing a slice of grape flavoured jelly cake. It was very cheesecake inspired, soft and sweet. It was quite frankly one of her favourite things on the planet.

Then again, it was grape flavoured so she was already extremely biased.

“Thank you” Grabbing the plate and the offered spoon, the first bite was put into her mouth and she hummed in delight. A small little body wiggle quickly following. “It's so good~”

“Only the best of the best here~” Arina said laughing softly, gazing at her with amusement before turning back around “Have a seat dear, I'll bring this over to you when it's done”

“Mhm~” she hummed before making her way over to her usual window chair. Folding herself into it, her legs crossed and she sighed happily, resting the plate on her lap. Her body silently cheering at the sweet relief of finally being able to sit. She had been up and moving around all day.

Training to a Wanderer appearance to report taking to heading back to HQ only to get pulled into a conversation with Captain Jenna to then being asked if she would escort a group to the hospital. She had had a pretty packed full day and it still technically wasn't over.

Still not a waste, she supposed, she got some good intel from the hospital group so she couldn't complain really.

Well she could but not out loud.

Half the slice was gone by the time Arina brought her latte over and Grace flashed her a smile in thanks before having a sip, the warmth chasing off the last of her tension.

With quiet music now floating through the air, the scent of lavender in her nose and the taste in her mouth. She could finally relax and just be in the moment.

Finally.

[newblogisjacindaelena]

 Julia Lane

[rosecrystal]

camisole / shorts / light jacket

[softarin]

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[softarin]

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