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Harass my muse! Anon or not: Ask them hard questions! Bother them about their relationships! Try and make them hot and bothered! Make them cry! Pretend to be their future kids! Anything goes!
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Pretend you're my muse's parents and tell them what you think of their life choices.
Dearly Departed
Send me “Dearly Departed” to hear the speech my character would give at your character’s funeral after their sudden passing.
"Eglantine," Belle started softly, "was unlike anyone I have ever met. I started working with her at a small library, completely new to the area and I knew absolutely no one." She smiled softly at the memory. "But Eglantine, in all of her compassion and tendency to put others before herself, took me in and invited me to live with her. Little did I know that in that simple arrangement, I would find my dearest friend. We put up with each other's quirks, our isms, and even grew to embrace them. She was the one I could complain to when my favorite character in a novel died, or when I was having a rough day. Even though she probably thought I was insane, she was always there with a glass of wine in hand to listen to my problems. It still hasn't sunk in, that tonight when I go home, there will only be one glass waiting for me, and no one to talk to," her voice wavered here, but she maintained composure. "I already miss you more than you know, Eggie." Shaking her head, she crumpled her notes, unable to go on with the rest of her speech.
//Sometimes I wear makeup. But usually only on days like today when we have a Career Fair on campus <3
Dearly Departed
Send me “Dearly Departed” to hear the speech my character would give at your character’s funeral after their sudden passing.
Belle took in a deep breath, her hands shaking as she glanced down at the parchment in front of her; this felt surreal, as if it still hadn’t sunk in.
"What can be said about Jacky Faber that isn’t already well known by all?" she started, her voice wavering. "Even those that didn’t have the honor of knowing her personally knew of her through the stories and legends that surround her. However, some of us were more fortunate and knew her above and beyond that. Yes, she was well known indeed for her many adventures. But what these stories fail to recognize is the person behind the facade and beneath the masculine image," she said with a soft chuckle. "Jacky was the kind that would stand up for friends, even if it meant putting herself in danger. She had a spitfire spontaneity and a relentless loyalty. If you were on her good side, you found the truest friend imaginable. But get on her bad side and you’d wish you hadn’t." She paused here, taking a deep breath. "I have always known that she was merely human, as are all of us. But I always felt as if she extended beyond the realm of mortality, that there was nothing she couldn’t survive and make it through. And I still feel that way. Even standing here, knowing that she is no longer here, I know that she will continue to live on- defending what is right and making a differences. Her stories will pass on her tradition, as well those that had the honor and pleasure of knowing her." Belle’s eyes were now filled with tears. "To Jacky Faber. May you continue on with all of the sass, love, and glory that you had in life."
A Rose Amongst Thorns || Closed RP with Lucian
"You can leave it there, I’ll have Anton see to it. There is a night watch that rides the road between here and the castle every few hours to alarm for wild animals or bandits. I’m sure Anton can have him take it into town."
He’d light a candle and place on a chamber stick. “I’m sure Anton has prepared the rooms and bath. Come I’ll show you where both are.” He’d then lead the way.
She nodded her head before setting the note back on the desk. “Only if the weather lets up enough,” she added, biting her lip; she didn’t like the idea of anyone going out in this weather, even if it was for a good cause.
Belle followed Lucian down the hallway. “Thank you - I hope I am not causing too much trouble. Although I do appreciate it all the same..”
"Honestly your not being a bother, I’m sure the servants are ecstatic, we don’t get guests." He didn’t want to admit it but he liked the company as well. "Claudia is often the one to see to any ladies that need attending, she tends to like gossip and talks in tangents but other than that she is a very dutiful servant. She should be waiting for you within the room to see to your needs."
He lead her to the door of the guest room. “Here you are lady Belle. My room is across if you need.” He’d then turn and head into his room.
Belle chuckled; Claudia sounded like the triplets from her village, although perhaps less dim witted. "She sounds lovely," she nodded as they neared the room.
"And thank you. Although I am sure I won't need anything," she replied, never having been one for requiring assistance. "I--I tend to keep to myself," She quickly added, not wanting to offend anyone.
Send me "Dearly Departed" to hear the speech my character would give at your character's funeral after their sudden passing.
I made some Belle icons because quite frankly I was bored and who doesn’t like Belle? Feel free to use if you want.
TOP 5 STYLE ICONS: Belle from Beauty and the Beast
This is the greatest dress of all time. No ifs, ands, or buts about it.
//Ok I just thought I would share this AMAZING fanfic with you guys. Yes, yes- I know the pairing is enough to make most BatB fans cringe, but trust me- it is worth a read. Everything by this author is truly flawless and I recommend checking it out :)
Reblog if you don't mind having multiple different rps with the same mun and muse
Plane Crazy (ohana!Mary and Belle)
Rapunzel tried not to squeak at the stewardess who entered first, but her throat felt tight when she should have made small talk. She knew if she opened her mouth the small talk wouldn’t come out and instead really weird personal questions. That was more Rapunzel’s style, but she was warned against it by many people… most people… all people. The stewardess was much taller than Rapunzel and looked kind of stern. It was slightly intimidating. Hopefully, they’d be friends and the woman would turn out to be a sweetheart.
"Good morning!" Rapunzel finally managed when another girl entered. She looked a bit of a mess, but she probably just had a bad time getting here. "Are you okay?" Rapunzel tilted her head asking as if she’d known the girl her whole life. The concern was genuine, not fake or forced.
Mary could always content herself simply by people watching. Of course, there were very few people in the room to watch- just her and the other girl. Without staring, Mary studied her. She was obviously nervous, but that was to be expected.
And then the silence was broken. Mary turned her head towards the clatter that the door made as Belle all but sprinted into the room. Her cap was askew and her hair a mess. But this was to be expected too. Mary quirked an eyebrow. “You’re late,” she commented, a critical eye drifting to the girl’s skirt where a small stain marred the blue. She continued on in a kinder tone. “Let me guess… coffee again?”
Belle smiled brightly at the new girl. "Oh- I'm fine- just one of those mornings," she chuckled, waving a hand dismissively. She blushed slightly at Mary's comment, but quickly brushed it off; this wasn't an entirely rare occurrence, and she had gotten fairly used to Mary's chastisement. "I'm not late unless the plane has left without me," she teased, fussing with the stain on her skirt, serving no purpose but making it wrinkled on top of stained. Sighing, Belle shrugged her shoulders in defeat- the stain was obviously there to stay.
She turned back to the other girl, extending a hand. "I'm Belle, by the way- welcome to the team!" She moved her hand up to brush a stray hair back, only just realizing that her hat was off centered. Wrinkling her nose, she quickly reset it as best as she could without the use of a mirror.
VALENTINE'S INSPIRED MEMES
"He loves me, he loves me not… oh."
"She loves me, she loves me not… oh."
"I don’t think it’s love…"
"So, is there anyone you’re secretly crushing on?"
"I don’t even like chocolate."
"Yeah, nothing says ‘I love you’ more than a bouquet that’ll die in two days…"
"I’m not sure if they’re a secret admirer or a stalker… but at least they have good taste in gifts."
"Oh! It’s my favourite time of year."
"If I send a mass text to all the people I like, I don’t need to get all of them gifts do I?"
"I’ve never had a Valentine."
"Will you be my Valentine?"
"Do you have a Valentine yet?"
"No one ever serenades me any more."
"Just don’t write a song and play it in front of everyone again… it’s embarrassing."
"Any secret admirers?"
"Oh, so you’re my secret admirer?"
"I may have been admiring you not so secretly."
"Just because you like me doesn’t mean the feeling is mutual."
"Seeing as we’ve both not got anyone, do you want to come to mine and watch a film?
"We’re never getting back together."
"So, he got me a teddy bear, but we fought and he tore off it’s head."
"How about instead of being ridiculous on one day of the year, you just be a decent partner for the other 364 days?!"
"We’re not together any more."
"If you haven’t booked a table we definitely won’t get to eat there on such short notice."
"It’s just Valentine’s day… I don’t see the big deal."
"What do you mean you didn’t get me anything?"
"I’m feeling sick, is it okay if we arrange our date for another night?"
"I’m not sure if they’re a secret admirer or a stalker…."
"Well… they don’t know I’m going out with you so we’re going to have a girls night sitting in and cry about being single…"
"I’ve got the lube and strawberries, we’re all set!"
"I got out the whipped cream and she slammed the door in my face."
"I am not wearing that."
"When he said he would give me a pearl necklace, I thought I was getting actual jewellery."
"It would have been a lot more romantic if you de-thorned the rose before you put it in your mouth…"
"I’m all for dressing up… but, how do you wear this?"
"If I see another couple holding hands, I’ll… I’ll-"
"Young love, isn’t it sweet?"
"Who did you get all these roses for?"
"I don’t love you, I’m just hear for the chocolate."
"So, let me get this right, you want me to be a stand in to make the person you like jealous?"
"Valentines? Pft!"
"That’s the least romantic thing anyone has ever said to me…"
"What are you doing? Why are you on one knee? Get up! Get up!"
"My mum gave me a rose because she felt sorry for me."
"Look, you can buy me all the chocolate’s in the world, I still won’t go out with you."
"A diamond ring? I appreciate the offer… but don’t you think this is a bit… excessive?"
A Rose Amongst Thorns || Closed RP with Lucian
She jumped back slightly at his outburst, clutching the needle in her hand. “That’s not what I was implying!” she retorted, crossing her arms defensively. “All I meant by it is that you are different- not that different is bad!” As she listened, Belle frowned; perhaps it was just the way she saw others, but she didn’t see Lucian as having the soul of a monster, then again, she had only known him for a short while.
Nodding, she took a step back towards Lucian, “Perhaps that would be best. I wouldn’t want my papa to worry.. and of course.”
"Well though it is still raining a bit I can arrange for you to send word to your father now if you like, there is a small desk there with paper, ink and a quill." He would point at the desk with a claw. "Well I think it is there, unless Anton moved it. He’s done that once he claimed it was an accident." He actually chuckled slightly as he remembered.
"So did you enjoy the cider?"
Belle smiled, walking over to the desk. “Thank you, Monsieur Lucian,” she said softly, rummaging through the items until she found the aforementioned items. She scribbled a quick note to her father, explaining that she had gotten caught in the rain but had found a suitable place to stay until the weather cleared up. She left out the details, not wanting to upset him at all.
"The cider was lovely," she replied, nodding her head as she signed the bottom of the note. "Where shall I leave this?"
"You can leave it there, I’ll have Anton see to it. There is a night watch that rides the road between here and the castle every few hours to alarm for wild animals or bandits. I’m sure Anton can have him take it into town."
He’d light a candle and place on a chamber stick. “I’m sure Anton has prepared the rooms and bath. Come I’ll show you where both are.” He’d then lead the way.
She nodded her head before setting the note back on the desk. "Only if the weather lets up enough," she added, biting her lip; she didn't like the idea of anyone going out in this weather, even if it was for a good cause.
Belle followed Lucian down the hallway. "Thank you - I hope I am not causing too much trouble. Although I do appreciate it all the same.."
Avenue Q song inspired asks
Avenue Q Theme: What about home makes it a place worth coming home to at the end of the day?
What Do You Do With a BA in English?: What's some pointless fact or knowledge you know?
It Sucks to be Me: How would you win a "whose life sucks more?" contest?
If You Were Gay: How would you bring it up to someone you were close to if you questioned their sexuality?
Purpose: Do you think you have a "purpose"? If you do, what is it? If you don't, are you looking for one?
Everyone's a Little Bit Racist: What's a stereotype you sometimes find yourself believing, whether you mean to or not?
The Internet is for Porn: What do YOU use the internet for? (Besides porn.)
Mixed Tape: What's a song you'd want someone you cared about to listen to?
I'm Not Wearing Underwear Today: What do you go without on days you're just not feeling 100-percent?
Special: How do you flirt? How do you respond to someone else flirting with you?
You Can be as Loud as the Hell You Want: What are your habits when making love? Loud? Soft? Fast? Slow? Meek? Commanding? Adventurous? Timid? / [SFW Version] What's something you do that annoys your neighbors? (...not that there's anything SWF about this musical.)
Fantasies Come True: What daydreams do you have that involve other people?
My Girlfriend Who Lives in Canada: What's the biggest lie you ever told?
There's a Fine, Fine Line: What's "the line" for you in a relationship? When do you call it quits?
There is Life Outside Your Apartment: What gets you out of the house when you're feeling down and reclusive?
The More You Ruv Someone: What's something that annoys you about someone you care for dearly?
Schadenfreude: While people-watching, what's something you occasionally laugh at to see others do?
I wish I Could go Back to College: What's a time in your life you sometimes wish you could relive?
The Money Song: Is giving or receiving better to you?
School for Monsters: How has bullying affected your life?
There's a Fine, Fine Line Reprise: How could someone win your heart back after a falling out?
For Now: What's both a bad and a good thing in your life right now?