* SEMI HIATUS

❝ 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙡... ❞

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an INDIE SELECT. MULTIMUSE featuring muses from a variety of anime, cartoons, movies, video games and original characters. crossover friendly, activity changes often. discord is available to mutuals for plotting and chatting ooc. muse roster is constantly changing thanks to lack of self control.

SEMI HIATUS.

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MUN INFO: cola, she/her, 23, autistic, dyspraxia, gmt+13 timezone, biromantic asexual. graduated, creative media bachelor.

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While you're alive, what recourse do you have but to live? [prints here!]

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tense dialogue prompts, accepting!

@plasticsouled wrote: "I am being incredibly patient with you right now, but you are running out of seconds." // Thragg for Allen or for Miguel!

"uhh... just for the record, how many seconds are we talking? four, maybe five? six, if you're feeling generous?" if it weren't for his lab bred, specially enhanced genetics, allen would be running for the hills. to be quite honest, he probably should still do that; this wasn't just any viltrumite, this was their LEADER. the fact the king of such a dangerous race had given him such a wide berth, perhaps allen should buy a lottery ticket. but of course, he'd still tread lightly. if the other showed any signs of aggression, the jokes would stop without hesitation.

yes, he'd faced them in combat before, maybe have gotten the absolute shit beaten out of him sure, but he came back a fuck load stronger, not to mention hotter. "look, i get it. i'm probably the last person you'd wanna run into right now. but you haven't crushed my skull yet so uh... lucky me? maybe you actually need something from me, the great thragg, coming to a unopan for help? ppshh, c'mon, now you're just pulling my leg."

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Written neatly on a post-it note attached to Robert's screen, reads the words: Are you perchance a queer fuck, Mr. Robertson?

( Robert wasn't spared. His icon got changed the moment he turned his back. Nerissa's on a horrific powertrip. Disrespected by the Robert House icon... )

"oh god damn it, really?..." he should've known better to sit there and poke fun, he really should have. the moment you space out in this place, you earn a kick me sign on your back, and suddenly, you're the butt of every single joke.

here he was, enjoying the way his team was being picked apart piece by piece, and yet, he didn't stop to think that maybe he'd be next on this mysterious prankster's hitlist. does he change it? well, no, even if he very much could. he'd be called out for it, called a coward and a wimp. so what does he do? robert's gonna keep it. so what if everyone laughs, he's gonna wear this badge with pride.

[hearthouses]

Forgive me, my son. And if you have it in your heart, forgive yourself into existence. If death is not to be, then consider this, my son. While you are alive, what recourse do you have but to live? Live.

FRANKENSTEIN (2025) dir. Guillermo del Toro

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you're stuck with me now, accepting!

@tenderthreats wrote: "You know you don't have to keep checking on me, right? I'm fine." jinx for viktor

ah, he'd been caught. perhaps viktor had grown too used to slinking about this estate, being the only one besides his father and his henchmen, the way it'd been for so many years. but that wasn't the case anymore.

"i know i don't. but, i want to." pushing off the door frame, shoes and mobility aid clicking in tandem against the floor, viktor tentatively closes the distance between the two of them. he maintains space, not wanting to make them feel crowded nor pressured, but enough for his presence to matter, to give them his full, undivided attention.

standing straight, yet with relaxed shoulders, he breathes in deep through his nose. "i remember how hard it was for me to adjust at first, living with people who you don't know all too well, who aren't your real flesh and blood... you might not feel comfortable sharing your thoughts now, but just know, you've got a shoulder right here to lean on, okay?"

[jamsmemes]

(     *     BARE BONES.

a selection of headcanon questions inspired by key bones in the human body.

skull.   what memories/thoughts do they guard the most from others ?

cheekbone. what makes them smile ?

mandible / jawbone. what are they incapable of saying out loud ?

teeth. what lasting mark do they leave on others ?

hyoid / neck. who taught them to speak up, or stay silent ?

clavicle / collarbone. who/what do they lean on when they're vulnerable ?

scapula / shoulderblade. what burden do they carry on their back ?

sternum. what makes their heart pound hardest ?

ribcage. who/what are they trying to protect ?

humerus. do they use humour as a shield or a weapon ? what from/to ?

radius. who/what do they reach for first in a crisis ?

ulna. who stands by them no matter what ?

carpals. what small habits do they have ?

metacarpals. do they ask for help or clench their fists and bear it ?

phalanges. what is their relationship with touch ?

spine. when do they lose their backbone, what scares them ?

pelvis. what future or legacy are they afraid/excited to be responsible for ?

sacrum. what sacrifices have they made ?

coccyx / tailbone. what outdated beliefs do they still carry, if any ?

femur. what drives them forward ?

patella / kneecap. how compliant/obedient are they, who will they kneel for ?

tibia. who/what keeps them moving forward ?

fibula. do they ever feel overlooked ?

tarsals. what past mistakes stick with them with every step they take ?

metatarsals. if they could disappear for a day, where would they run ?

[mythshire]

※.·:·.※ 𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐂𝐊 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐌𝐄 𝐍𝐎𝐖 ··· a collection of chosen bonds, found family, & unconditional belonging roleplay sentence starters. genre: platonic love, hurt and comfort, loyalty.

• You know you don't have to keep checking on me, right? I'm fine. • How are you? Wait, did I ask that already? • I don't know what I'd do without you. I mean that. • Oh, God. I thought something happened to you. Don't scare me like that. • You're not alone in this. You know that, right? • We're family. That's what we do. We show up. • Make yourself at home, okay? This is your place too now. • Get out of here with that. You're not a burden. Don't ever say that again. • Is there anything you need? Food? A blanket? Someone to just sit with you? • So, what's next for us? • I have to admit there's a small part of me that's terrified you'll wake up one day and realize you don't need me anymore... that you'll leave. • It's just... I've never had this before. People who stay. • Why are you still here? I mean, you could go anywhere. Be with anyone. • I know I'm not easy to deal with. But thank you. For staying anyway. • [Name], I don't know what I'm doing half the time, okay? But I know I'm not doing it without you. • I don't really know where else I'd want to be, except right here. • You're the best thing that ever happened to me, you know that? • I really think you saved my life. Not dramatically. Just... by being here. • Hey. Bad dream? Come here. I've got you. • You don't owe me anything. This is what family does • Stop apologizing. You're allowed to need help. • I made your favorite. Thought you could use some comfort food today. • You look exhausted. When's the last time you actually slept? • I'm not going anywhere. You're stuck with me, remember? • We've been through worse. We'll get through this too. • You don't have to be strong all the time. Not with me. • I brought you something. It's stupid, but it made me think of you. • Come on. Let's get you home. • You matter to me. More than you know. • I've got your back. Always have, always will. • You're shaking. Here, take my jacket. • I know you're scared. It's okay to be scared. • You did good today. Really good. • I'm proud of you. I don't say that enough. • Stop pushing me away. I'm not leaving. • You think I'd let you face this alone? Not a chance. • I'll stay up with you. I don't mind. • You're safe here. I promise. • Tell me what you need. Anything. • You don't have to pretend with me. • I trust you. Completely. • You've got this. And if you don't, we've got this. • I'd do anything for you. You know that, right? • You're not too much. You're never too much. • This is your home now. For as long as you want it. • I'll fight for you if you can't fight for yourself right now. • You make me want to be better. A better person. • I chose you. I keep choosing you. Every day. • You're allowed to fall apart. I'll hold the pieces until you're ready.

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❝ Bigby it's pride, you know what that means! ❞ Nerissa said nothing else that eve. She solely visited his office, just to state that; leaving as promptly as she arrived with an omniously joyful smile.

... Until the next morning, where all reveals itself. An envelope lays atop Bigby's desk, no return address, no over item to identify the sender. No strong scent nor particularly familiar handwriting. It bears only his name. But within the conspicuous envelope, lays Mr. Wolf's greatest adversery...

IT'S THAT FUCKING IMAGE AGAIN!!!!!

in all honesty, if nerissa has stayed for a moment longer, bigby would’ve invited her in, perhaps offer to stay for longer. it was rare they found genuine time to meet up, when the town wasn’t treating him like their personal punching bag. but no, just as his lips part to speak, off she goes, vanishing into thin air, and leaving the sheriff alone with the awkward tension swirling in the air. what on earth could she have meant?

one would think that if an envelope was left upon his desk, that it would contain something of utmost importance, right? that’s right where the sheriff’s mind went at least. that and well, trying to figure out just who could’ve left it there— especially when this was HIS office. he tries to use his nose at first, but to no avail, left with no other option to open it to reveal its contents.

but as the image is brought to light…

honestly? he can’t tell if he was annoyed, or genuinely impressed. perhaps a mixture of both. just when he thought he’d managed to escape this curse, it stabs him in the back when he least expects it. “haha, very funny. what, should i just make this my ID picture at this point?” he speaks to no one, a gruff chuckle leaving him. if he was to be tormented, then he’d at least commit to it, and subject everyone else to it also. it was a joke, please don’t replace his photo with this…

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y’all mind if i get super indulgent really quick this fine morning? who am i kidding, this is my own blog, i’m allowed to be as indulgent as i like.

two movies i’ve watched in the span of this last week, both i have absolutely and utterly ADORED. so if you see me being well, me, and adding some muses from both, yeah….

[candymcker]

It was the location. Past the road, partially-surrounded by woodland; it was easy to miss the small parlor for the trees, as the saying goes! Though, perhaps—

" Byyye, thanks for the help earlier~ ! " —the large delivery truck in front of it didn't help with their visibility issue. Thankfully, it was leaving by then, her waving it goodbye before looking down at a sheet of paper in her other hand. " What a nice guy he was... Mm? " Blink. She gasped softly, her other hand moving to cover her mouth— " This isn't everything. " —a newfound tinge of urgency in her voice.

She was having such a swell time talking to the delivery guy she completely forgot to check the receipt! Had her hunbun been there, he'd be beside himself with worry!

" How silly of me! " She hadn't noticed the rabbit and her little friend yet. " This calls for an emergency market visit! " Stepping behind the glass doors, she turned the sign so it would say 'We're closed!'; and that was when— " Oh I'm sorry, sweeties, you caught me about to leave! " —she spotted them, staring like kids tend to do. " Did you two want anything? "

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"oh, no we're okay! sorry if it looked like we were intruding, miss." the young rabbit quickly pipes up upon realising she'd been spotted, both cream and cheese synchronizing in a polite, apologetic bow. was it needed? well no, but she'd been caught staring, quite rudely she might add, it was the least she could do.

"i've just never seen your store before, it caught be a little off guard." the duo leans in a little closer, sensing no hostility, and curiosity once again taking the reins over the girl's better judgement. long drooping ears perk a few seconds later, realisation hitting like a truck. "but i've heard about it! one of my best friends, tails, he came here once a long, long time ago. he had nothing but nice things to say about it." she'd been meaning to visit, but alas, too much sugar was detrimental for someone as young as her.

curiously, cream's head wanders in the direction of the van, chocolate gaze turning moments later. and then, the lightbulb strikes, if it could appear above her head, it certainly would. "the market? i just came from there myself! what're you missing, i could help you get it, it'd be no trouble at all, miss."

[sugifsgalore]

Bismuth Gif Set

[rotking]

have you ever seen a man so beautiful you started crying

[retrostargirl]

[plasticsouled]

"I don't care what people think," Tarak said immediately, with a slight scoff. "I just think they should watch their fucking mouths before they try to bad talk me."

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"you see, the Z-team might be the smartest people on earth, because they have a whole different word for comradery... and it's called, beating the absolute shit out of each other." not that robert was entirely complaining. it made listening to their antics through the other side of his headset quite interesting on occasion. but that was also the problem; his salary depended on them doing their job right. and there was only so much the third generation robertson could do behind a screen to control these superhumans when they decided to act up.

"them talking bad about you is all part of the fun. thankfully, as you said, you've got thick skin. maybe you could teach a couple of the others not to get as worked up sometime, you'd be doing me a huge favor."

[anthemias]

life, serving cunt, death, resurrection, serving cunt 2.0

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me deciding to rewatch the knights of guinivere pilot last night because idk why, and suddenly getting random muse for andi… yeah I don’t know what I expected lmao.