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@the-shattered-seas
They of the shattered seas...
(temp image made using this picrew)
Indie selective RP account for Vodhaswalhi, dragon deity OC.
OC, Crossover, Multifandom, AU, Shipping Friendly
Literate/Semi-Literate Friendly
Be advised, will contain themes that are 18+ and NSFW, minors DNI
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// Last update on the matter, I and my blogs are no longer affiliated with the-blackened-dove(-archived), thxpatriarch(-archived), cxpescxwlsandcrxmes(-archived), unforgivendivine(-archived), decipheringmadness(-archived), thegreeksknewthescore(-archived), and ifyouwouldloveme(-archived), or any blogs under the same mun.
All lore/backstory/development with specifically those muses is considered outdated and will be ignored.
Other muses met through them or through shared RP are still connected as they were unless they wish to not be! Plotting/implying can be done to adjust as necessary.
This is the last I'll mention of it, I shall be on my merry way catching up on writing now~
Happy Year of the Dragon!
I love the idea of kintsugi so here's a porcelain dragon that highlights the broken seams with gold. Despite all the pains of hardships in life, we are beautiful.
'fairies dont exist' WRONG❗❗cyerce elegans
if you were a deity, what would you be the god of?
weather and calamity
tempestuous and fearsome. your moods are hard to read and you strike on a whim. not a soul can avoid you as disasters strike across the land. you have your own standards for what makes sense and what you value and if anyone dares challenge you there will be nowhere for them to run.
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A cosmic mirror forms, a rent in reality like a shard of glass, and Lhi pokes their head out, completely upside down. They blow a big wet fat raspberry at Eluhim, and the air suddenly reeks of sargassum.
"Apples, nanners, neener neen, god's a big ol' crusty ween~"
"LHI."
He scowled, looking upon the dragon with such contempt, one would think her the blood of the Devil.
Oh, vile serpent she was- carefree, mindless, wistless creature. Wanderer gods repulsed the old deity. They had no ambition, no real self control. Eluhim could hardly contain his sneer of cold resentment.
"Have you come to pester me again?" he asks, turning his head from her little portal. "I have work to do. Some of us have actual kingdoms to run, you know."
"Heereehooroo~"
They slithered out of the portal, their form an incomprehensible ribbon of scales and fins and eyes and glittering teeth, fluid as the tail of a betta. "Now now, is that any way to welcome an old face? Pester, pester, what makes you think I come for something as meager as pestering? After all, I needn't come so close to do so, heeheehee~"
They looped around him, surrounding every angle he could look in with at least some sliver of themself.
"Work, work, kingdoms like little porcelain play sets at your fingers, can you not look away from your business for a moment? Or is that all you've the reach for in your creaking old age?"
He laughs as the dragon's breath brushes along his face, like a gust of spring air- comforted by her strangeness, her kindness. Lhi was an odd kind of God, more mother than monarch. Always tilting the scales back and forth- when chaos held too much sway, she was stability, when order got too bold, she brought change.
He remembered the bile his father spot when speaking of the Mother of Dragons...
But he had never agreed.
"I wish.. I wish there were more Gods like you. Maybe things would be different if there was more of your kind of madness in the world."
Lhi simply tittered again, amused by the very idea. Oh, they did find the fallen son a curious one, not only because of his falling. Though, the start of a new tale in his name would always have their attention.
What adventure! Finally penned in his own hand for once, rather than the hand of any god or slothful king on a throne with lust in his heart and bigotry playing the hand that inked, the ink that dragged the people like a chain about the throat and clouded the long-lost tongue of the Speaker. But no, it wasn't just that.
It was because he spoke with the soft lilting hopes and dreams of youth. It was what they adored so much about those with the hearts of mortal men, what they did with so little time in their lives and only the power they fought for. Sometimes for a future they'd never see, but for the hope of those who would. Well, that and their propensity for trouble-finding, rabble-rousing, mischief-making, riot-rocking, and other such shenanigans. But it was a tie, it really was!
"Ooooh, a wish, a wish, is it? Every story begins with a wish, itovalexi. A want. A dream." They grinned a smile with too many teeth and a chitter like the talk of seabirds. "And the funny thing is, though, all the best wishes give you exactly what you wished for, but never how you wished for it!" They lowered their head to level one bank of eyes at him. "But why wish for madness itself when madness can be made in service of bigger wishes?"
Yeshua is quiet for a very long time. He stared down at his hands, flexing the fingers as they were outstretched. It was a valid question, all considered. Was the freedom of Elysium worth losing his arm? Was finally standing up to his father worth losing his home?
He pondered, thinking of his home with Miryam. Getting to reconnect with his brother. Spending time with Lucifer. He thought about everything he gained from the sacrifices he had made. And as he did, a smile crept across his face.
"I think it is."
There is a wicked grin, a delight beyond delights on their face as they click out a laugh that sounds like it came from more than one mouth.
"Then you've learned well so far. For you cannot see the true breadth of wonder the world has when you put yourself so far above it. I think that so many of the gods have forgotten that, had forgotten the amazing nature of what they preside over."
They sigh and crane their head up to the sky with a smile. "They see a board with pieces and odds that they cannot win, not the thrill of the game. A canvas that is never perfect, not the touch of hand that makes it into art. A mirror that points out all their flaws, not a whole reflection of their all good and bad and inbetween. They do not see how beautiful it is because it is not them." Their tail flickered as they leaned down, their snout sending a playful puff of air to muss Yeshua's hair.
"I can't wait to hear what else you find. After all, your journey is just beginning, hehehehe~"
They stretch as the noise wakes them from their nap, then sigh.
"Ah, the children are fighting again. Tantrum, tantrum!"
They crack one eye open.
"Still so many lessons to learn the hard way. Who emptied the heads of the bloated gods?"
They roll over and flop their tail over their eyes, well some of their eyes, like a little sleep blindfold.
"At least keep it down out there. I don't want to have to ground anyone. To their room or to dust, take your pick." A low thrum echoes around their nesting room, the endless floating mirrors around them rumbling with a firm warning.
Nap time is not to be disturbed.
[Closed starter for @the-shattered-seas]
Lhi would be hearing not a variety of curses as they might have thought at first - but rather an extremely long curse that only paused whenever Blake would take a moment to breathe, all the while they went around their house with a piece of sandpaper and tape to either roughen up or cover any reflective surfaces even before they took off and cleaned their broken mirror.
"Intră în casa mea fără să mă întrebi, de ce nu?!" They ended up shouting after struggling with a metal handle, throwing both the sandpaper and tape to the ground in frustration.
Scratch as one might, but reflections are harder to be rid of than with just sandpaper and dust. The ear of a god already spoken to, already summoned, was not so fast to abandon the summoner.
The darkness of the bathroom ceiling bounced back at them, though Lhi lay coiled like a snake and sleeping beside it amidst the endless circling spire of mirrors within their nest. Each a window into a new place, each a window into a different dream, a different life.
And then those words, those simple little words of invitation, flittered through the mirror, echoed from walls away, frustrated and loud.
Within a second of Blake's unintentional request, and without even a flick of fanfare, a pale humanoid creature— with long black horns and glittering opal eyes, well over eight feet tall and built strong, with a blackness like ink stretching up both arms and legs— very suddenly took up a once empty space a few feet behind Blake.
"Permission given so loudly! It would be rude to reject it!" They smiled and bowed, their long cascade of hair falling over their shoulders like a waterfall. "Hello again, Dreamer! What fun words you have for me." They looked back up, mischief in their eyes.
How are you color coded?
Grey Coded
grey, a study in dreams, nightmares, and silver linings. you are the type of person who finds the good AND the bad in everything. some people might find you annoying. others may call you pragmatic. you see things the way they should be seen, even if that makes you depressed - even if that makes you angry with yourself. you know the world is not as bad as it seems, but you know it's not any better than it was yesterday. you want to fix this, if only starting on your own life and the lives of your friends. and indeed, you're going to need them, your friends. the journey starts here, starts now, with a single step forward. so where are we going, my friend?
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My Muse as a teenager
[ picrew ]
HALLOWEEN INSPIRED PROMPTS
“Wake up! The pumpkin patch opens in ten minutes.”
“I was thinking we could hand out tooth brushes instead of candy this year.”
“I don’t do haunted houses.”
“Which costume works better?”
“The hot apple cider’s ready if you want any.”
“Are we going modern or retro for the scary movie marathon tonight?”
“Who throws a Halloween party in the middle of nowhere?”
“Don’t scare me like that!”
“Why doesn’t Michael Meyers just run?”
“Should we put out orange or black pumpkins for the porch?”
“Please tell me that’s not a recipe for blood red chocolate banana bread?”
“These decorations are going to terrify the kids in our neighborhood.”
“Newsflash: ghosts aren’t real.”
“You need to work on your scare technique.”
“Vampires are overrated.”
"I think we're too old to go trick or treating."
"I just heard something outside."
"We have to go on the haunted hayride!"
"The candy eye balls are freaking me out."
"Nightmare on Elm Street is Freddy and Friday the 13th is Jason, right? I get the killers mixed up."
"Are you going to the office Halloween party?"
"These kids costumes seem ... weirdly violent."
"A cobweb table runner seems excessive."
"I made green punch with fake severed fingers."
Make your muse as a dragon!
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What are your innate character traits?
"Ahahaha, a fairy, a fairy, I love it! My, my, won't Kulna love to hear this! Haha!"
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