transience in bloom.

—such is the cherry blossom: beautiful because of its impermanence, not in spite of it; exquisite for the inevitability of its loss.

[scrivend]

Hey, I’m D. Thanks for stoppin’ on by. This is a multi-muse, multi-fandom roleplay blog. I will be very honest: I am one of the slowest writers you will ever come across, and for that I am sorry (in advance). Either way, I hope we can write together. ❤

𝘾𝘼𝙍𝙍𝘿. All information you need on how I run my blog, how I prefer to interact and general verse/about info for my muses can be found here. I also have a relations section ( 𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴/𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴 ) that I recommend you look at. If you have any ?s, please send me a DM or an ask. :)

𝙈𝙀𝙈𝙀𝙎. Memes prompts are great for starting “spur-of-the-moment” interaction, and if you want to reply to one and make it a thread—go nuts! I am a plot-heavy writer, so this is an ideal way to start writing with me (if you can’t think of an idea, etc). If you have a particular way you envision one of the meme prompts/your reply to go, just let me know! (FYI, I do not do starter calls. Period.)

𝙄𝙉𝙏𝙀𝙍𝙀𝙎𝙏 𝙏𝙍𝘼𝘾𝙆𝙀𝙍. Please take a gander at this, and fill it out if you’d like. This will let me know what muses you’re interested in, and as a bonus (especially if you’re too shy to) I’ll gladly approach you to plot. :)

𝘼𝘾𝙏𝙄𝙑𝙄𝙏𝙔. I am a full-time employee, and am also in school finishing up a degree. My time is sometimes limited, so my activity level varies. Some days I’m quick and will do successive bursts, others...I’ll be gone for a few days or a couple weeks. I’m busy, and will do my best to throw things in a queue; 9/10 though, I’ll probably just post my response directly. (I also run two other blogs, Wally West: @speedconduit​ & Helena Bertinelli: @violetvices​.) Overall, please be patient for I am potato.

DRAFTS: 17 INBOX: I hoard these to reply to when muse for threads is low. :o)

[protgnst-a]

find my bones in the garden, flowering in the dark,  wild beneath the moon.

extremely private multi-fandom, multi-muse roleplay blog. in bloom by D. personals DNI. est. January 2020. carrd.

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Remaking my multi-muse and making it more private. If you’re interested in the new URL, please like/reply to this post and I’ll DM it/follow you once it’s finished being set up. :) 

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reblogging again. :)

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Remaking my multi-muse and making it more private. If you’re interested in the new URL, please like/reply to this post and I’ll DM it/follow you once it’s finished being set up. :) 

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reblogging again. :)

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Remaking my multi-muse and making it more private. If you’re interested in the new URL, please like/reply to this post and I’ll DM it/follow you once it’s finished being set up. :) 

[perioddramasource]

Leo Suter as Harald Sigurdsson VIKINGS: VALHALLA (2022–) #1.01 “the greenlanders”

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@melnchly

[kuutamosonaatti]

Visit Original Link

Howard Shore - The King of the Golden Hall

[behindfairytales]

LEO SUTER as Harald Sigurdsson Vikings: Valhalla, Choices (1.07)

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*  knowing  your  partner  well  can  potentially  make  writing  a  lot  easier,  repost,  do  not  reblog.

name : d / jo / dani

pronouns : she/her

preference  of  communication :  discord (but I’m picky about giving it out, oop)

name  of  muse(s) : wally west / flash; helena bertinelli / huntress, and see all my muses on my mumu’s carrd

experience / how  long  ( months / years ? ) : lol I got into RP so many years ago... like... 17 years ago? I feel so old

best  experience : making the friends I still chat with today. : )​

rp  pet  peeves / deal  breakers : god-modding. run it by me please. also, I’m not the most talkative person...so if I’m quiet/don’t reply fast, don’t be offended? ;w;

plots or memes : memes...though I love a good plot. 

preferences  fluff,  angst,  or  smut : angst, obviously.

best  time  to  write : when my brain decides to cooperate. ;w;

Tagged by: @legacycarried​

Tagging: whoever wants to steal!

[dickkory-always]

Them 💕 art by travis moore

[psych-facts]

Sometimes, I sit alone under the stars and think of the galaxies inside my heart, and truly wonder if anyone will ever want to make sense of all that I am.

— Christopher Poindexter (via psych-facts)

[loo-nuh-tik]

Just a blue-eyed boy and a green-eyed girl And the brightest moon in the whole damn year

[dailydccomics]

Princess Koriand’r, fashion icon of the New Teen Titans

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@wingbcrn​ :  “ don’t look at me like that. ”

In the Titans tower, together again, nostalgia teases and offers comfort. Its pull is so alluring… The memories that fill this place, of the two of them in a tangle of limbs and sharing secrets, almost overpower her. Yet, Kori does not give into its siren call. She knows that should she venture down that path, she will only open herself up to heartbreak. Their temporary team-up is just that: temporary. It is to be brief; momentary; short-lived. 

Even if he is the one she will always love and yearn for. Even if it has been but a few months since he had told her he didn’t reciprocate those feelings.

Flaming tendrils lick at her cheeks, swirling about her tawny visage as she regards him. He busies himself with something—what, she does not know—and keeps his back to her. Since he stepped foot into the control room, he had not acknowledged her save for a passing glance, and simply acts as if she is nothing but a fixture. Silence hangs heavy between them; it is almost suffocating, thickening the very air as she continues her perusal. 

Kori dares not break it. 

It is not fear of reopening old wounds that gives her pause, but hesitance born of deep thought. She floats idly, puzzling over their relationship for the nth time. They had agreed to always be friendly, familiar—but should the other ever require help, they would not come without question. In spite of that agreement, why does he treat her with such indifference? This is not what they had agreed to.

Sunkissed arms cross about her chest. She hovers closer, annoyance flickering across pretty features as her gaze reflects her displeasure. A glance over his shoulder and a quiet mutter beneath his breath. Brows lift, lips twist with further disapproval. ❝ Look at you how, Richard? ❞ An attempt at sarcasm. ❝ I’m simply waiting for you to explain why you’re here, but instead you ignore me and act as if I do not exist. ❞ Hurt seeps into her words, but she maintains a level voice. ❝ Am I not allowed to be upset with your treatment of me? ❞

[socalledmixtapelife]

[virfujiwara]

Happy Late Birthday @anna-dela-luz !!!

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@daniwrit​

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@daniwrit​ / remy : “you make me crazy.” ~ romy :)

Plump lips curl flirtatiously upwards as she regards him ‘neath lowered lashes. Situated atop his lap, thighs on either side of his hips, she could easily prolong his frustration further with another slow kiss. Instead, she cups his cheeks with gloved hands, dashes her thumb across his lower lip and leans back to better view his flushed cheeks. Irritation at her teasing creases his brow, but accompanying it is starvation—hunger for what she is denying him. 

Crown tipping to the side, curls tickle at her cheeks as she taps her thumb against his lips again. Lessening the distance between them again, she leans forward and nearly rubs noses with him. Lips part and her voice, lowered and sultry with her southern drawl, she murmurs, ❝ Don’t I know it, sug. ❞ A brow lifts as she briefly presses her lips to the tip of his nose. ❝ The question is though: what’re you goin’ to do ‘bout it? ❞