RP Muses Galore

Over 30. 18+ Only. Been rping a long time. There's a bunch of muses here; they're slightly organized. Don't like, don't read. Image is Dringenberg, Bergera, and Risso.

[rpmusesgalore]

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This is mostly for mobile users! I'll put common tags on this so you can find what you need. Also here's a link to my rules page!

About Me:

I'm in my thirties, and I've been text roleplaying off and on for nearly half my life, now! I use it/its pronouns, and you can refer to me as Lady Faggot or just Lady if you prefer. I had a similar blog to this, seven-of-endless-hearts, as a side-blog previously and got repeatedly overwhelmed trying to manage that and my main, sometimes-political blog, so this is me making a distinction between the two. I write all my muses as canon-related, which is to say that for any given story some things may have happened and other things may not have. If it's important to specify which for a given RP, I will, and it's always something my RP partner is welcome to ask about or make requests about. Also to note: memes, open starters, and starter calls are open permanently unless otherwise stated. Please feel free to interact with them at any time! An important point I'd like to reiterate from my rules page is this: I will not write with anyone using AI either for images or text. This is a hard and fast rule.

Muses (sources listed from most to least influential):

Destiny of the Endless (other/Sandman Comics)

Death of the Endless (other/Sandman Comics)

Dream of the Endless (other/Sandman Comics)

Ford (Destruction of the (very retired) Endless) (other/Sandman Comics)

Desire of the Endless (other/Sandman Comics)

Despair of the Endless (other/Sandman Comics)

Delirium of the Endless (other/Sandman Comics)

Oliver Queen/Green Arrow (Smallville/other/some cartoon canon/some comic canon) ***

Madeleine Swann (other/Spectre/some No Time to Die)

Slade Wilson (canon-divergent Arrowverse)

***characters marked with this are reserved for specific roleplayers.

[battlingbowman]

Oliver noticed that light, even if for the smallest moment. It brought a smile to his face, and he nodded once before leaning forward in his chair.

"I wouldn't hire you if you did it any other way." he leaned back again, trying to let himself look relaxed. Oliver wanted Dr. Swann to not think this was going to be a fight. He had no plans to surrender, but he wanted both of them to drop their weapons.

"I'm prepared for there to be demands, suggestions and changes."

[rpmusesgalore]

With the first of her concerns laid to rest, at last, Madeleine sat down. Her movements were sure, precise, she exerted nothing more than exactly what was needed to finish the motion, and sat still and tall and, for the moment, alert.

It was only well-learned eyes that could see the exhaustion she'd tucked neatly to the corners of her lips, the slightest discomfort in her posture.

"Then I suppose we can begin the interview; my own preliminary conditions are met, now let's discuss yours."

[rpmusesgalore]

The Ones Left Behind || @museverismo

It was a nutcracker that drew her in.

Despair had wandered the streets here time and time enough, but today--today there was a nutcracker in Whimsical Wonders. He was a traditional-looking creature, rich blue of his uniform in contrast with the gold paint of his buttons and tasseling, the smooth of his perfectly round head a charming shape in the totality of his form, and it had been a long time, now, since Despair had happened across a nutcracker with substance as well as flash.

She was curious.

Out here on the street, she was imperceptible; when she slipped into the shop she took shape.

Her dark, wiry hair was pulled back into a jutting ponytail, and her deep eyes sank into her face, lines running along the shapes of her jowls that mimicked the lines that creased into her smock dress as she slipped inside from the chilled street.

Slowly, as was everything she did--always slow, and drawn, and trailing after herself--she made her way to the window display, taking the time now to admire the handsome nutcracker in its vibrant colors.

[rpmusesgalore]

In a Bind || @heartbroken-matriarch

It was the last time he was taking a contract in Vancouver--that much, at least, Slade knew.

Bad enough that he had had to deal with dozens of wish-they-were-Los-Angelans, elbow-deep in throngs of mid-summer self-absorbeds; bad enough that the client kept pestering for updates as if infosec meant nothing to him and Slade was going to charge extra for the hassle of how many damn phones he'd gone through since he'd started; bad enough that he'd gotten food poisoning on his first day in the city--

Stuck.

He was stuck in some godforsaken warehouse waiting for an update on the target's location because his intel thought he was Deep Fucking Throat.

Slade was twitchy; in a cafe, in a bar, in a damn museum he would have had plausible deniability. Here, if he was caught he would have to leave bodies. He didn't like leaving unnecessary bodies; it defeated, he thought, the whole damn point of trying to turn over a new leaf.

Still, the money was good. And Slade had looked into the target; the world would be better off without a man like him. So he waited, and tried not to let his trigger finger itch too badly.

[rpmusesgalore]

Slade Wilson Permanent Starter Call

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Madeleine Swann Permanent Starter Call

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Delirium of the Endless Permanent Starter Call

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Despair of the Endless Permanent Starter Call

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Desire of the Endless Permanent Starter Call

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Ford (Ex-Destruction of the Endless) Permanent Starter Call

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Dream of the Endless Permanent Starter Call

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Death of the Endless Permanent Starter Call

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Destiny of the Endless Permanent Starter Call

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[whereishine]

There was so much potential in this room, he knew it when he saw it. And now he stood there, wondering if this would be the last time he would get to see it. It wasn't as if he wouldn't be welcome, it was more a matter of feeling like it. Of feeling like he belonged there, or anywhere for that matter.

"Too long I guess." came the soft answer to Oliver's question. He sighed and forced himself to turn and face the other man. There was no need to try to fake a smile, but he tried anyway.

"If you need me to take off that's cool, I know there is a lot to do right now."

[rpmusesgalore]

Oliver knew what forced amicability sounded like. It sounded like hollow reassurance, and teeth grinding, and a third, fourth, fifth drink, and he wouldn't let Jimmy go back to where he'd been.

He cared too much.

Coming closer, now, he put a hand on Jimmy's shoulder, sincerity soft in his warm, brown eyes.

"If you took off, who'd help me put together all this junk? There's pizza in it for you if you stick around. You're a mushroom and sausage guy, right?"

[battlingbowman]

Oliver's gaze never left Madeleine's and any smile that had lingered on his face slipped away. His expression was serious, the light of which looked far too at home on his face.

"Not at all. This is strictly to help. I'm not sure how long you've' been in Metropolis, but things here tend to get...strange. I've got talented people working at this paper, and I'd like to keep them. I'm not going to force anyone to use your services, but I feel it's important to have them available."

[rpmusesgalore]

"And if you opt to hire me," she went on, "are you aware that I will not prioritize you, your HR department, or even my own position above the safety of my patients?"

And for a moment there was some shred of light behind her eyes--light born of the will to fight for someone else. She wasn't herself, now; for a moment, here, she was Spartan, line of defense and she could live while she fought.

[whereishine]

Jimmy laughed brightly at the question. "Are you kidding me? I have a list! But if I had to pick something, I'd really like to get my hands on a Linof Master Technika. The whole tintype photography thing is really interesting, and it looks really cool. That's something I'd really love to try."

Realizing that he had just starting babbling excitedly about the camera, Jimmy drew in on himself a touch, his cheeks turning pink.

"Sorry, I get a little carried away sometimes."

[rpmusesgalore]

"Don't apologize for your enthusiasm," Despair said, leading Jimmy up the front steps to open up the yellow house. "No-one's ever adored someone for their reticence; be as much of yourself as you can and let the choice to love you fall to others."

With that, they moved inside.

Amidst the clutter--comfortably contained, lovingly displayed, but clutter nonetheless--were pictures in different frame types, some sleek and simple, some ornate and extravagant, and a few bright cyan with Digimon stickers light-faded but still dutifully stuck around the frame.

"The room over there," Despair said, gesturing to a sturdy-looking brown door, "is where I think I last saw it, but if it isn't there we'll have to check the attic. Can I get you some lunch? I think the pot roast should be done by now."

[rpmusesgalore]

"Time has a way of throwing it all in your face; the past, she is haunted, the future is laced."

And what is worse? If Cain lived in your heart from the moment you were born, or if Abel placed him there?

Slade won't dwell on it; there's nothing in the past for him. It's static. It's done. With the wretch of nearly five years vanished from his memory, he won't waste more time trying to recoup his losses.

He'll move on.

His life is out there, still, and it's all he can do to try to atone for all the people he was before.

This is a canon-divergent Slade Wilson! When the miracuru was nullified he, like Roy, awoke confused and without memory. In this verse, he's pieced some things together, guessed at others, in regards to what happened after he was injected.

Now, having escaped from the island, having rebuilt a life for himself as a nomadic gun-for-hire, Slade is trying to make up for lost time while doing his best not to be anywhere Oliver or his family might be. Forgiveness is too big of a request, and Slade knows with a terrible certainty that he doesn't deserve that peace.

Fave Plot Concepts:

Slade's done his best to stay away from Oliver; now, with a contract out on him, Slade accepts it to warn Oliver that someone means to have him killed. Will Oliver be able to take Slade's word now that the miracuru is out of his system? (Open to any Arrow-verse Oliver, Felicity, John, or Roy)

Slade tries to keep moving; roots only give those hunting him more kindling to burn him with. Still, after meeting someone who breaks through to him, he finds himself circling back to the same place over and over. It's dangerous. He shouldn't let himself get involved with someone. But letting go is harder than he's willing to acknowledge.