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MAE GOVANNEN ! welcome to my MULTI-MUSE rp blog ! ( est. 02 december 2021 | updated. 15 january 2023 )

❧ independent. very private. highly selective. multi - verse & oc - friendly. 10+ years experience. literate multi-para to novella but adaptable writer. slow paced replies at the moment. ( former rp blogs @laikehend / @volitardor / @duccorde / @amrefevr / @algidlegend / etc. )

❧ fandoms include : the lord of the rings , star trek , teen wolf , 007 films , dctv , hornblower , star wars , final fantasy xv , the musketeers , the witcher , doctor who , good omens , broadchurch , etc.

❧ current fixation : teen wolf & lotr

❧ please read my rules , muse lists / verses (under construction ) for further information. if you have any questions then feel free to ask via askbox or IMs.

❧ written by bayze ( a 25 year old shy nerd who loves writing , reading , & the woods ) they / them pronouns please ! discord is available to mutuals.

❧ thank you for taking the time to read this & all my pages before approaching me to roleplay. it’s much appreciated !

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#❛ pinned post #❛ psa

i'm so so sorry , but i'm having a really difficult time with this multi-muse blog ; i can't seem to find a way to organise it that makes me content thus i keep trying to change it & make it work rather than spending my time on writing

so i think i'm going to make blog for a few characters i always have muse for or make few multi-muse blogs that have a grouping of muses that are from the same fandoms or similar ones

i'll link them once they are set up & done ; no pressure to follow them though or continue threads , i know i've been absent without notice & taken so long for replies here , just thought i'd come & explain.

#≺ ooc * ﾟ #mobile post

i likely won't be here to write until after the 15th of march , but if anyone wants my disco.rd or personal tumblr to keep up communication until then , feel free to message me. i am sorry for the elapse of time & for the hiatus so soon after coming back.

#≺ ooc * ﾟ #( i am trying to give notice this time though so hopefully this is better than just disappearing )

( hit the like & i will pop into your IMs to discuss potential plots for our muses ! )

#≺ OOC * ﾟ #( if you want to interact with a specific muse then feel free to comment their name ; all muses are open currently )#( not required to name a muse ; we can just talk about in messages if that's preferred )#( i will be messaging for these whilst formatting replies to post & keeping warm )

rpclefairy

𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒

“ am i not good enough? ”

“ you’ve been so quiet. what’s on your mind? ”

“ why did you help me? ”

“ who do you fight for? ”

“ why do you hate me? ”

“ have you come to laugh at me in my miserable state? ”

“ you’re not dating anyone, are you? ”

“ i’ve got your back, okay? ”

“ where do you think you’re going? ”

“ how long have i been asleep? ”

“ are you going to kill me? ”

“ why can’t i come with you? ”

“ we all have secrets, don’t we? ”

“ did you want to be alone? ”

“ why should i trust you? ”

“ wait. did you hear that? ”

“ promise me? ”

“ why are you talking like we’ll never see each other again? ”

“ do you remember anything at all? ”

“ what? no witty remark? nothing clever to say? ”

“ you wanna know what your problem is? ”

“ may i have this dance? ”

“ can i ask… what happened? ”

“ how many people have you killed? how many? ”

“ do you ever hear yourself? ”

“ would you run away with me? ”

“ could you be happy here with me? ”

“ you can’t or you won’t? ”

“ you slept with them, didn’t you? ”

“ well, how do i look? ”

“ after all you’ve done how can i possibly trust you? ”

“ why can’t you let me in? what are you so afraid of? ”

“ what did they do to you? ”

“ so why’s it so important anyway? ”

“ where have you been? ”

“ why are you looking at me like that? ”

“ why did you come? ”

“ what are you doing out here by yourself? ”

“ is… that my shirt you’re wearing? ”

“ you… don’t like me very much, do you? ”

“ why does it always have to be a fight with you? ”

“ why can’t you look me in the eye? ”

“ can you forgive me? ”

“ what if i never see you again? ”

“ you were going to leave without saying goodbye? ”

“ how about a little midnight snack? ”

“ are you… smelling me? ”

“ how did you get this scar? ”

“ what do you want in exchange for it? ”

“ what did you want to tell me? ”

#≺ MEME * ﾟ #≺ QUEUE * ﾟ

@kingsmanne sent a missive : TRAIL : for one muse to notice the other has been following them. (for lancelot)

❛ meme ⋆ yvain status ┆ accepting !

a comprehensive list of scenarios

ALTHOUGH LANCELOT PRIDED HIMSELF on his swordsmanship skills , knowing he could hold his own & even win against most opponents , he never claimed to have mastered the art of stealth. even though his footwork was exemplary & he was light of foot , that was solely attached to his sword work rather than spying or trailing a mark. if this had been in a town or even in a castle , he may have been able to follow indefinitely undetected. coasting beneath the ambient sounds of a bustling village or natural business of a castle , but here about the woods. nay , he could not last.

EVERY TWIG , NEEDLE , & BUSH , either creaked beneath his boots or rustled as he passed it by. his chainmail clinking softly with his swift movements , having no issue in keeping up with the other , but in remaining quiet enough whilst traversing the dense foliage of the forest to ensure he wasn't found out. however , the environment seemed to be dead set against him succeeding in his goal , ensuring every loose rock , brittle stick , & low hanging branch was directly in his path.

〈〈 ♘ 〉〉

YET IN CATCHING A backwards glance from the one he followed , he knew his shallow well of luck had finally run dry. with a soft rumble at the back of his throat as he cleared in , a tad sheepish over being caught yet not regretful , lancelot stepped fully away from where he had tried to remain hidden. awaiting the reaction of the other prior to speaking or acting himself.

#kingsmanne #〈〈 ♘ 〉〉#ᴀsᴋs ╰ answered ❧ ᶤᶜ ◟ˡᵃᶰᶜᵉˡᵒᵗ◝#ᴍᴜsᴇ ﹕lancelot #☓ kingsmanne ( ask 004 )#( thank you for sending this meme in ! i hope this works all right for a response ? )#( if not let me know & i'll rewrite it )

tatturmemes

//OOC: PSA

Doesn’t matter if we’ve never interacted, if we’ve interacted once, or a BILLION times. Doesn’t matter if we have zero threads or FIVE BILLION.

ALWAYS feel free to spam my ask box with in character asks, questions, or starters.

ALWAYS feel free to spam my inbox with ask box memes!

ALWAYS feel free to tag/@mention me in memes.

ALWAYS feel free to tag/@mention me in quizzes.

ALWAYS feel free to tag/@mention me in posts you want me to see!

ALWAYS feel free to tag/@mention me in posts that remind you of me/my muse.

ALWAYS feel free to tag/@mention me in stuff, period!

ALWAYS feel free to start an interaction with my muse!

ALWAYS feel free to suggest a plot for our muses.

ALWAYS feel free to send me an OOC message in DMs or in Asks.

I LOVE that stuff. YOU’RE NOT BEING ANNOYING. IT MAKES MY DAY. Talk to me! I love it! :D

#≺ PSA * ﾟ #≺ QUEUE * ﾟ

@kingsmanne sent a missive : UNKNOWN : for both muses to wake and find themselves in a strange place. (for arthur)

❛ meme ⋆ byrne status ┆ accepting !

a comprehensive list of scenarios

WAKING WAS A LESS than pleasurable experience than usual ; immediately an incessant , sharp ache pulsed a peak at his left temple , extending downwards along his scalp to back behind his left ear. the throbbing seemed to reverberate throughout his skull , tendrils of pain reaching outwards to encompass the entirety of his head. it left him with a vague sense of nausea & a wobbliness to his vision that was already limited by the faint lighting of his surroundings.

DIM & DIRTY THE ROOM was. illuminated by a decaying , yellowed light that still had arthur squinting in deference to the pounding throughout his head & unable to make out the finer edges of the cell. although as the seconds ticked by he was able to make out a clearer picture of the room that held him , the haze of unconsciousness was leached away by adrenaline & the dawning realisation that he couldn't recall exactly how he came to be here. his last clear memory certainly didn't line up with being knocked out & awakening in a dingy room.

YET IT WAS WITHIN that moment of recollection that he noticed he wasn't alone. another was laid out similarly to him , waking in a near equal state to his if he was fit enough to judge. thus it was unlikely they had anything , or much , to do with how he ended up here. but he wasn't one to assume the best & allow it to ease any suspicions he held or dispel with his natural inclination toward caution first. albeit that was steepled by an inherent curiosity , it didn't drive away his vigilance.

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❛ Hey , hey , take it slow. But I’m going to need you to tell me who you are. ❜

#kingsmanne #〈〈 - 〉〉#ᴀsᴋs ╰ answered ❧ ᶤᶜ ◟ᵃʳᵗʰᵘʳ◝#ᴍᴜsᴇ ﹕arthur #☓ kingsmanne ( ask 003 )#( thank you for taking the time to send in this ! i hope this works all right for a reply ? )#( if not let me know so that i may rewrite it for you )

sebastiansource

SEBASTIAN STAN as Chris Beck The Martian (2015)

#✧ ┊ chris beck ⋆ muse #〈〈 ✬ 〉〉

☆ ── ─ @pleinsdemuses ; ᴘʟᴏᴛᴛᴇᴅ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀ - ellen ·.ﾟ.⋆⋰⋆ .ﾟ·.

THERE ALWAYS WAS AN odd twang that coated his tongue & settled at the back of his throat whenever he switched from the personal o2 tanks of an ev suit to the recycled oxygen aboard ship. it sent a glimmer homesickness for the fresh air of home , open & filtered by natural means rather than machines , but it was a fleeting desire. for he had had to grow accustomed to life in space. even if the small things still cropped up out of the blue to strike at his buried longing for a change of scenery.

ALTHOUGH EASILY THOSE THOUGHTS we're dispelled with when he had a task set before him. which was easy enough to come by in a starship being an ev specialist as well as the flight surgeon , the latter occupation being the one now to call his attention away from his idle musings : he had to get to the medical bay to see to officer ripley. nothing serious so it had looked , but still he had asked her to meet him in the medbay so that he could take a proper look with the appropriate medical equipment that could tell him the state of her health far better than a mere visual exam could.

STOWING HIS SUIT & GEAR neatly into their place , beck made his way down the mapping of corridors towards where the medbay lay nearer the centre of the ship. steps purposeful & stride swift , though unhurried , he could find his way there even if blindfolded by now.

ENTERING HARDLY A HANDFUL of minutes later , instantly spying ripley once the doors parted for him , he made his way towards her. a kind smile tugged at the corners of his lips , polite & amiable in hopes to put her at ease. an expression he usually held for patients , given medical tended to be avoided if it could be helped , in spite of rules & regulations. although it didn't mean his expression was any less genuine than if it hadn't been practised. naturally affable he was , albeit a touch quiet. tone light , yet concerned , he asked.

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❛ See you found your way here all right. That was quite a fall back there ; any pain anywhere ? ❜

#pleinsdemuses #〈〈 ✬ 〉〉#ᴍᴜsᴇ ﹕beck #ᴜɴᴄʜᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ sᴛᴀʀs ⋟ verse 006 #☓ pleinsdemuses ( thread 001 )#( i hope this works all right for our starter ? if not please let me know & i'll rewrite it ! )

·.ﾟ.⋆⋰⋆ .ﾟ·. 𝕊 𝕋 ℝ 𝔸 ℕ 𝔾 𝔼 ℝ // @star-trekker-0013

Ellia adjusted the purple hood on her traveling cloak, to hide her auburn, braided hair. True, her hair would blend into the browns and beiges of the clay and stone buildings of Batuu, but it wouldn’t hide her amongst the crowd of merchants and buyers. Not to mention that she want to draw prying eyes on her mission.

Word was that a collector here on Batuu had scored a Mandalorian helmet and blaster rifle-the kind that could disintegrate a target instantly (she expected nothing less from the warrior race). She was sent by a clan from her home planet to see if this was one that belonged to any groups they knew. Many Mandalorians had been killed for their beskar armor, and that was the unlucky ones. The somewhat lucky ones just had the pieces stolen off of them. She would try to take a scan of it, and send it back to see if it was recognized. From there, the decision would be made if she could try and buy it. If anything, she would at least try-to at least get the beskar back in the right hands.

Ellia walked into Dok Ondar’s so called ‘Den of Antiquities’ and tried to blend into the crowd. She tried to not look like a tourist, but it was hard when all of the collector’s trophies were displayed on the walls and upper levels. From the various creature heads, flags, banners, droids, helmets, and even a taxidermic Wampa, she felt like she could be here for hours. Eventually, she found the mounted helmet and rifle. It was silver, with a dark red stripe going down the right side of the face.

She quickly took a scan and sent it. She watched the screen of her device, hoping she would hear a reply soon.

WEAVING THROUGH THE DENSE crowds hurrying to & fro various vendors that dotted the streets or shops that lined along edges , slotted within the dull coloured stone that comprised the buildings on this planet , din navigated through with an ease that bespoke a grace & finesse of a warrior trained. skilled through years upon years of practise , & twice more experience gained afield , it was near second nature to manoeuvre through a crowded city without bumping into a single shoulder nor drawing any further attention than that of seeing a mandalorian donned in full beskar.

YET STILL , HE DREW nought more than a glance from those around. perhaps a wary side stepped away from those paying close attention , however most went about their ways without much thought to him. minding their own business & continuing on after those cursory looks. either too busy to care to wonder about the lone mandalorian or it was a lesson hard learnt in keeping their noses to themselves. whichever , or even a tertiary reason , din didn’t allow his own mind to wonder much on it.

VIGILANT SURVEILLANCE DIDN’T INCLUDE figuring motive when those about didn't convey any suspicion through their body language or fleeting stares. these were civilians , townsfolk who held little care who else came through so long as they didn't mean trouble , but even still they wasn't much they could do even had he meant it. & he didn't.

HAVING VISITED SEVERAL SHOPS by this hour , the sun having raised high in the sky to beat down heavily upon those still skirting about the stalls & entering the establishments , yet still he hadn't found the part he was searching for. small & uncumbersome though it was , pre - empire was the razor crest thus finding suitable components to replace any broken or damaged ones was always a bit of a task. & whenever he did find them , they were usually overtly priced with very little sway when he attempted to haggle a more reasonable amount.

VENTING A SOFT SIGH that wasn't caught by his vocaliser , din stepped through the threshold of another shop with low hopes in finding what he sought , but determined to not return empty handed. this shop had advertised ‘antiquities’ which wasn't exactly what he wanted , but perhaps given the age of his ship , the vendor may have something that would help the razor crest. even if it were a slim chance.

IN BROWSING THROUGH THE various tables , cases , & stands filled to the brims with a multitude of merchandise from countless planets , species , & systems , din hadn’t spied anything remotely to anything that would help , nor even any from the list of parts that he kept catalogued in his head that he needed , but weren't paramount at present. yet it was in searching so keenly that he spied the undeniably mandalorian helmet grasped in another's hands. clearly it did not belong to the purple hooded stranger.

STEPS PURPOSEFUL , CLINKING WITH every strike of his heel against the ground , din made his way towards the other patron. not needing to project any aura of intimidation nor any dramatic displays , his posture conveyed enough as did his own set of mandalorian armour. tone steely when he spoke , hard in its steadiness yet not accusatory nor ireful. merely a question he posed that he wanted a straight answer to & would ensure that he received.

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❛ Where did you get that armour ? ❜

#star-trekker-0013 #〈〈 ♮ 〉〉#ᴍᴜsᴇ ﹕ djarin #ᴛʜɪs ɪs ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ ⋟ verse 000 #☓ star-trekker-0013 ( thread 001 )#( i apologise for having to make a new post to reply to this ; i am not sure why tumblr wouldn't let me edit the one you posted )#( hopefully this works all right ? if not let me know )

#❛ reverse memes call #( meaning hit the like & i'll send you a few memes )#( i usually two or three to ensure there's variety to pick from ; but no pressure to reply to them all )#( if you want memes from a specific muse ; feel free to comment them ; but if you wish to leave it up to me that works as well )#( i'll send these whilst i format replies & update more of my muses profiles )

classsymemes

a comprehensive list of scenarios

feel free to combine multiple prompts or add “ + reverse ” to switch roles ! for reference, the one sending in the prompt is the one committing the action.

1. GUEST : for one muse to offer the other a place to stay. 2. STORM : for both muses to find shelter from a severe storm. 3. MEDIC : for one muse to show up at the other’s doorstep injured. 4. SURPRISE : for one muse to come home and find the other already inside. 5. TRIP : for both muses to road trip or travel together. 6. BABYSIT : for one muse to help the other home while they’re drunk. 7. INSOMNIA : for one muse to find the other still awake at 3am. 8. AMBUSH : for both characters to come under attack by the same enemy. 9. DANCE : for one muse to ask the other to dance at a party. 10. STRANDED : for one muse to help the other who’s stranded on the road. 11. SERVICE : for one muse to cover the cost of something for the other. 12. SAFEGUARD : for one muse to save the other from being hit by a vehicle or from some other life-threatening event. 13. DAZE : for one muse to wake somewhere and find the other hovering over them. 14. STOWAWAY : for one muse to find the other hiding on the same ship. 15. TAXI : for both muses to share the same taxi ride. 16. MAKEOVER : for one muse to help the other with a new outfit or hairstyle. 17. LIFEGUARD : for one muse to rescue the other from drowning. 18. DISASTER : for both muses to work together to escape a fire, flood, or other disaster. 19. TRANSIT : for one muse to sit next to the other on a public transport. 20. SPRAIN : for one muse to carry the other after spraining their ankle. 21. EMPLOY : for one muse to be hired as the other’s bodyguard, tutor, assistant, etc. 22. QUEST : for one muse to help the other with a task in exchange for compensation. 23. SOOTHE : for one muse to calm the other during a panic attack. 24. RECOVER : for one muse to return the other’s lost belonging. 25. UMBRELLA : for one muse to share their umbrella with the other on a rainy day. 26. HEAL : for one muse to nurse the other back to health from a sickness or injury. 27. NIGHTMARE : for one muse to comfort the other after a nightmare. 28. REUNION : for one muse to run into the other again after a long time. 29. PRIZE : for one muse to win the other a prize at a carnival. 30. NUDE : for one muse to walk in on the other while they’re changing. 31. BED : for both muses to wake in the same bed, naked or fully clothed. 32. TRAIL : for one muse to notice the other has been following them. 33. EVADE : for one muse to pull the other into an alleyway to escape their pursuer. 34. THIEF : for one muse to confront the other after having something stolen by them. 35. CAUGHT : for one muse to walk in on the other singing / dancing. 36. FESTIVE : for both muses to decorate for a special occasion. 37. PRESENT : for one muse to give the other a (birthday) gift. 38. WEARY : for one muse to wake up after falling asleep on the other. 39. CAPTIVE : for one muse to hold the other against their will. 40. SNAP : for one muse to yell at or push the other out of frustration. 41. SLEEPOVER : for one muse to stay the night at the other’s place. 42. TRESPASS : for one muse to trespass on the other’s property. 43. BREAK-IN : for one muse to discover the other robbing their place. 44. MERCY : for both muses to come across an injured animal. 45. UNKNOWN : for both muses to wake and find themselves in a strange place. 46. ACCOMPLICE : for one muse to assist the other at the scene of a crime. 47. ASTRAY : for both muses to take a detour and lose their way. 48. RELAX : for both muses to share a hot tub or hot spring. 49. MUSE : for one muse to model for the other’s art project. 50. ACCOMPANY : for one muse to give the other an extra ticket to an event. 51. SALVAGE : for one muse to retrieve the other’s belongings from a thief. 52. MEAL : for both muses to prepare and share a meal together. 53. CEMETERY : for one muse to find the other at a gravestone. 54. REFUGE : for one muse to shelter the other from enemies. 55. ARRANGED : for both muses to date or marry out of convenience. 56. FAVOR : for one muse to owe the other a favor. 57. VACATION : for both muses to book the same hotel on vacation. 58. DEFEND : for one muse to save the other from one or multiple assailants. 59. CATCH : for one muse to return the other’s pet that escaped. 60. RESTRICTED : for both muses to sneak into someplace they’re not supposed to be.

#≺ MEME * ﾟ #≺ QUEUE * ﾟ

@cimetier sent a missive : ❛ no offense, but you look terrible. ❜ from keira to eskel

❛ meme ⋆ keira status ┆ accepting !

&. 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

WORDS USUALLY BRACKETED BY ‘no offence’ were certain to hold offence , but years upon the path where politeness or courtesies were seldom extended to witchers & having been warned away from disillusionment by vesemir during the years spent in training had eskel unphased by such verbiage. as well he was under no false impressions nor held any egotistical delusions of his appearance , although he severely doubted his facial scars had been what the sorceress had been referring to.

JUST AS HE HELD no misconception about his mien on an everyday occurrence , he was acutely aware of how he must look in this very moment.

NOT WHEN HE HAD caught the glimpse of the expression from a young woman who had spied him as she went to close her shutters after he had dropped the trophy from a leshen at the alderman’s place, nor the startled & cautiousness that had came off a pair of brothers with their father when they had came up from the riverbank from securing their boat. the skittish way they had walked by him , the furthest distance they could place between themselves & him on the muddy trail this small town called a road. the long stares, holding trepidation & the unsubtle reek of fear beneath the initial shock that had widened their eyes & dropped their jaws.

EVER WARY WERE TOWNSFOLK at the sight of witchers, if not outrightly mistrustful or hateful. even when there is not a speck of blood nor trails of sinew about their clothes , swords sheathed & no further desire than to just find a spot to eat & rest in a proper bed for a night , even or when , as in this moment , said witcher is plainly hindered by injury. still , quickly had each pair of eyes skirted away from him , whether he had caught their gaze with his own or not.

PERHAPS IF HAD BEEN a welling of shame born from their choice not to offer aid, but not so that it pricked their conscience enough to change. all he had crossed had hurried on about with their tasks. willfully ignoring his presence as he passed them by. not that he truly wished for aid nor even sympathy , this was the way of it when it came to other reacting to his kind. it was expected more so than it was not , & there was a comfort in that familiarity. they weren't hostile thus he counted that a kindness in & of itself.

&& TO GIVE SOME CREDIT to their behaviour , he knew he looked a frightfully more inhuman than usual. despite being unable to see it for himself, he could feel the effects of too many potions flowing through his system. his skin was undoubtedly pale beyond measure, discoloured with dark veins & purple , bruise-like marks to compliment the dark contrast of his eyes that had yet to fade completely , seeming to cast them in an ethereal shadow.

ADD TO THE FACT HIS posture was hunched a slight & his gait was a tad lumbering , taken up to cover a heavy limp along with easing the strain of standing fully upright would place on his ribs & there muscles along his torso , he truly wasn't helping his appearance of something but some feral & dangerous. regardless of feeling like even lifting one of his swords from its sheath would be a feat at presence.

THUS IN SPITE OF such things & unexpectedness of the other’s arrival , he couldn't help the slight upturn to his lips at her words. his mind , addled by numerous potions & blood loss , thinking that lambert would likely quip back with ‘you should see the creature i took down. left it's head still dripping blood on the alderman’s desk’ with a smirk to rival any state of his person. instead eskel dispelled with the mirth that had sprung forth at that fleeting thought , to offer her a greeting smile , uncaring how it twisted the scars along his face & may have only added to his ghoulish appearance , & replied , unboastfully.

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❝ Would you believe me if I said I’ve had worse ? It may look bad , but it's nothing that won't fade & heal. ❞

#cimetier #〈〈 ✶ 〉〉#ᴀsᴋs ╰ answered ❧ ᶤᶜ ◟ᵉˢᵏᵉˡ ◝#ᴍᴜsᴇ ﹕ eskel #☓ cimetier ( ask 001 )#( thank you for taking the time to send a meme in ! i appreciate it ! )#( i hope this works as a response ? if not let me know & i'll rewrite it )#( i tried to leave it a bit vague so i didn't assume too much but if it is then please let me know )

WHAT COLOR IS YOUR AURA?

Magenta

splattered paint, glitter, childhood friends, neon, pleather, dance floors, crystals. your essence is magenta: you are charming and lead with your heart. you are drawn to people; you adore the thrill, that rush of attention when making an instant connection. even if you are not genuine, you are confident. you are the enchanter. you are the party-goer. you find kinship in like-minded individuals of pink, rose, amethyst, and amaranth, who share your magnetism towards others. you are also drawn to the driven noir and umber, who will help you grow and become more introspective. however, you may struggle to get along with the ruminating personalities of forest and marigold who seem to always overthink.

tagged by: @cimetier ( thank you ! <3 ) tagging: @villrhjarta , @storiedocs ( for erui ? ) , @pleinsdemuses ( for ellen ? ) , @star-trekker-0013 ( for ellia ? ) , @kingsmanne , @mrscoultxr , && anyone else who wishes to do this , i tag you !

#commentary ╰ dashboard games #ᴍᴜsᴇ ﹕ legolas thranduilion

@mrscoultxr asked : ❔

❛ meme ⋆ ooc status ┆ accepting !

send ❔ and i’ll list a couple muses that i’d like to throw at yours!

( would it be cheating if i said i would create a his dark materials / golden compass verse for any of my muses to interact ? so i guess any & all of my muses ! but if that be cheating then to name a few ; legolas , stiles , din , tech , aziraphale , eleventh doctor , etc. but honestly any muse i would be happy to write to interact with mrs coulter )

#mrscoultxr #ᴀsᴋs ╰ answered ❧ ᵒᵒᶜ #☓ mrscoultxr ( ask 001 )

☆ ── ─ @villrhjarta ; ᴘʟᴏᴛᴛᴇᴅ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀ ·.ﾟ.⋆⋰⋆ .ﾟ·.

CONSCIOUSNESS WAS GRADUAL IN its appearance , encroaching in paced yet intermittent intervals upon his mind. regaining memory & sensation of his person was slow , leaving him in a nether space of vague awareness. nought had broken beyond the groggy bleariness that belonged to those just waking , still trapped between the foggy veil of insensibility & alertness.

SUSPENDED HE WAS ONLY for a few moment longer ere perception of the physical world collided with the first conscious thought he had , realising he was laying down , had him recalling the fight in a mere blip of a moment for his memory to return had as well brought forth every hurt his body had endured then to the forefront of his mind.

A LANCING ACHE CENTRED itself at his side , stinging with a fierceness that only rent flesh could. subtle was another mirrored pang that echoed along his leg , seeming to encompass the entirety of the lower portion of the limb , but it was a pinch in comparison to the fire that struck through his torso.

BREATH HITCHING , INVOLUNTARY WAS the lowly sucked in gasp once his brain registered the harm he had taken & attempted to catalogue its severity. rendered momentarily inert by the suddenness of the pain , the bliss of unawareness was fleeting missed , but halbarad knew it was better to be awake & feeling rather than entirely senseless when travelling by oneself. let alone when there remained the possibility of enemies still afoot.

MOVEMENT AT THE EDGES of his peripheral had halbarad’s grey eyes snapping towards the source , a low sibilant breath slid past his clenched teeth as the swift motion tugged at his injury in such a way he couldn't surprise the shudder than trailed down his frame , but steadfast he remained in keeping his eyes open & trained now on the shadow that had caught his eye. gaze now narrowed , despite how ill intimidating he must look in this very moment , laid out & hardly able to lift himself onto an elbow , he wouldn't allow such unsurety to be broadcasted. to a stranger no less.

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❝ Remain where you are & state your purpose. ❞

AIMING FOR A LOW pitched demand , deep & near enough to a growl as a man was capable of , halbarad was sorely disappointed at the lack of strength behind his words. not so in will or tone , for there lay plenty within his words & the conviction that walled up behind them , but blood loss & pain had sapped at his tangible prowess , leaving his voice a touch hoarse & breathless.

IF FOR NOUGHT ELSE it would show an adversary he wouldn't be taken nor ended without a fight , no matter how feeble a battle it may be. small comfort though it was , those were the sorts that one tended to hold dearest during the darkest of moments. halbarad had held many thus so dear during his long years , as the times of this age drew blacker & a gloom cast about the lands. many turned to the smallest of brightness to keep hope & to purpose. gathering strength from those thoughts , he stared down the other the best he could from his recumbent position.

#villrhjarta #〈〈 ➸ 〉〉#✘ — plotted starter #ᴍᴜsᴇ ﹕ halbarad #ᴏᴜᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪʟᴅ ⋟ verse 000 #☓ villrhjarta ( starter 001 )#( there it is ! )#( i hope this works all right ? if not let me know & i'll rewrite it )

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