Audi Famam Illius

Semi-Selective, Indie, Nintendo multimuse for characters from Mother, Pokemon, Fire Emblem and Kid Icarus. Most muses not of age, no NSFW. Multiverse and Multiship. Moved from thebrawlboys-archived. Penned by Mozaik. Established 8/9/18.

[thebrawlboys]

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[thebrawlboys]

“Alright, alright, I’m up, stop pushin’ me!”

Seems like someone’s woken up from a long nap.

[multimusewonderland]

@thebrawlboys​​ inquired:

☕ (for whoever you feel like doing 👀)

Weirdly personal tea Time

~

Lucas took the Red tea.

Compared to the other drink Lucas had been given, this one felt more… personal. Homemade, even. It was a simple glass, fittingly fogged a muted red on the outside, and the liquid inside was a reddish orange, almost spilling over as he held it up to his face for a drink. “…!!” Cold accosted his unusual fangs as he partook in it, and he almost choked, splashing some onto his chin.

This was to be expected, what with the ice cubes that floated on top, but the part that truly surprised him was the taste- it was vibrantly watermelon flavored, which was quite fun for someone usually so mellow. It reminded him of slow summer days, during which he would hang out by himself in the sun, enjoying the breeze from atop the cliff overlooking the sunflower field. Claus would invite him to play down at the beach with other kids, but he’d always enjoyed sitting alone and pretending as if he was on top of the world.

There was a slight smile on his face as he worked at the drink slowly, taking it in. 

A slight breeze ruffled his hair.

Lucas regained 900 HP! The Red tea made Lucas relax.

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Hornet took the Pit tea.

“Thank you.”

Looking down into the teacup - it was white, decorated with laurel patterns in a shimmering gold, with a slight chip in its rim - the sentinel couldn’t help but feel suspicious of its contents. It was a dark, rich brown in way that reminded her of honey, golden flakes scattered about it. The drink even happened to shine orange when the light struck it at certain angles… But Hornet had also partaken in what had initially seemed to be Void, had she not? Surely this held as much danger to her as a Crawlid could fly. Surely he didn’t mean to poison her, nor did he mean to remind her of the Infection so. As if he seemed to have any choice in the tea’s appearance and taste regardless.

Though she did wonder why the cup was only half-full.

Steeling herself, Hornet took a cautionary sip. Warmth immediately spread through her body, and she instinctively shuddered. It felt… good. Comforting. Terrifying. Turning on her heel, the sentinel wordlessly left at a slightly hurried pace, taking the drink with her despite any potential protests. She… wanted to finish it on her own.

Hornet regained 4 masks! Hornet has been inflicted with Shaking.

[thebrawlboys]

@tazmilyxfamily​ asked:

🏁🏁🏁 get got XD

🏁 - Test Drive Meme

Flashlight beam penetrating the dark, Gregory moved almost soundlessly through the cluttered construction of the raceway. He balanced delicately on his toes and took shallow breaths, knowing Roxy was close - far too close for comfort.

False promises of helping him intermingled with jeers that hit a little too close to home, making him clench his flashlight-wielding hand so tightly that his knuckles were white. These were the same taunts he had listened to all night, so why did it bother him now?

Perhaps it was the exhaustion, wearing at his hardened edges like rushing water on a stone. All Gregory wanted to do was curl up and sleep. Adrenaline coursing through his veins could only keep him up so long, and every time he paused, his eyelids drooped a bit more.

It could also be the wounds he had sustained, fraying his confidence. His shoulder still ached from his encounter with Vanny - though he had made a lucky escape, he wouldn't be forgetting the feeling of her knife against his skin any time soon. Especially with her still lurking somewhere in the building.

So caught up in his weariness, he gasped as he almost walked straight into the beam of a S.T.A.F.F. bot's flashlight. "Shit!" He hissed out, amber eyes wide. The boy lunged to the side, pressing himself against a wall as the light just barely avoided him. Once again, he cursed himself. He couldn't make such stupid mistakes, they'd get him killed! As the bot rounded the corner, disappearing from his sight, the boy prepared to move again.

Only for him to freeze at the sound of footsteps ahead.

Too light to be an animatronic, and yet too hesitant to be the security guard. These footsteps mirrored his own. Quick, quiet, and nervous, moving just a bit too fast to be a comfortable pace. This was the gait of someone on the run.

There was someone else here, and they were coming right towards him.

[rp-meme-glaceon]

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Send “🏁” and I will write a headcanon, profile, drabble, sample interaction, rp starter, ect. for a new character/OC I’m interested in roleplaying!

Help the mun decide if this muse is right for them, or just help them flex their writing muscles a bit!

[thebrawlboys]

MUSE AS A DEITY

RULES: think carefully about your character and their development through their journey (canon or oc) within their story. fill out the chart and tag whoever you want! please repost, so the dash isn’t clogged with reblogs.

Marth

God of: Refugees, the abused, and starlight.

Associated with: Nighttime (specifically the moon and stars), abandoned places, swords, rain, and children.

Sacred plant(s): Glory-of-the-snow for their rich blue color and early bloom, and purple orchids for royalty and love.

Sacred stones/gems: Sapphires, as one adorns his tiara.

Sacred animals: Primarily dragons, but cats are a lesser known symbol of his.

Colors: Blue, gold, and silver.

Food: Simple bread and water, to represent the struggles of refugees and abused folk who might lack anything more. Oddly enough, chocolate mousse is also one of his sacred foods.

Scents: Clean linens and wildflowers are pleasing to him, but he is also associated with smoke.

Accepted offerings/ways to honor: The best way to honor him is to care for those who he watches over - giving a refugee shelter, or aiding an abused child in escape, are particularly sure ways to receive his blessings. He also favors poetry written for him.

Tagged By: @tazmilyxfamily​ (thanks!)

Tagging: Thief it

[thebrawlboys]

dualwings​:

      The lack of laurel upon his hair immediately made Ivy realize that yes, this was indeed an important discussion, if it was something he didn’t want the gods to hear. Ivy herself lacked her own laurel, as she didn’t want her song to be heard by anyone prior to any performances.

     Talk about a lucky coincidence. 

      Ivy gave a nod, a form of silent consent to his request to sit beside her. She scooted a bit to the side after their shoulders accidentally brushed, making sure to give the male a bit of personal space.

      “Weird dreams…?” Thoughts were fluttering through her mind, trying to piece together why he was mentioning this, or why he wanted to talk to her; she wasn’t a clairvoyant, she was a simple songstress, she wasn’t much else…what was it that he wished to talk about, something so important not even the gods were supposed to know?

      Ivy’s breath stopped for a moment when her unspoken question was answered.

      Oh.

      Small bits of her past seemed to come back to her; small, yet warm meals at Ilios house, helping Lula do chores around the orphanage, being the big sister to the younger tenants, their playful antics and fun-filled pretend sessions…peaceful times, being human. It had almost been 20 years since then, huh?

      “It was…all sorts of things. It was fun, full of hardships, and…just unforgettable.” As long as Ivy didn’t have to recall much, it never left too heavy of an emotional burden on her. But if talking about her past allowed Pit to receive the clarity he sought, then she would tell him. Her gaze softened as she spoke once more.

     “I’m sorry, That probably doesn’t help…Is there a specific point in time you’d like me to talk about?” If he was truly in need of answers, she could provide what information she could.

Pit was still quiet as Ivy asked her question, frowning in concentration. Hazy memories dreams flashed before him - what would he need to know to discern them? Bits and pieces he could see with almost a sort of clarity - a town, a human town, with a temple, soldiers he had a deep, instinctual fear of, a man whose eyes were so very haunted, but so similar to his own...

Brushing them aside, his mind wandered to when Ivy had first appeared in Skyworld. That had been...only a few decades ago. A short time, really - at least, for an angel. Pit himself only had memories spanning a fraction of his life thus far. He had been around a few years before Ivy’s arrival, but he couldn’t remember anything much farther back. His childhood before living on the streets of Angel Land...where were those memories?

Were they gone for a reason? The dreams seemed to imply so.

“Tell me...about the human world, right before you...came here.” He muttered, wings ruffled at his awkward phrasing. “I know that’s vague, but...anything that comes to mind might help. Maybe...where you lived? Who you knew?”

[mandaisgone-deactivated20170429]

I love battle couples ok.

Fighting side by side. Trusting each other completely. Trying to protect each other. Casual banter in the middle of a fight. Their teamwork. Sparring each other to keep their skills sharp. Getting uncontrollably angry if the other gets hurt. Kissing each other when they’re victorious.

I seriously have a thing for battle couples.

[multimusewonderland]

@thebrawlboys

[thebrawlboys]

Have you ever used a regular, manmade bow and arrows, Pit?

"Sort of." Pit stared distantly as memories, so carefully buried after years of nightmares, were brought to his mind. "28 years ago, when Skyworld fell to Medusa, I was the only member of Palutena's Army spared, since I wasn't in the air. But you already knew that," He shifted on his feet, drawing his wings close to him for comfort.

"The captain before me died fighting Medusa herself. He knew I had been captured and he challenged her directly to give Lady Palutena enough time to send me a weapon before she was sealed away. He knew they'd underestimate me. Everyone always did. But he had faith in me, and knew it could be her downfall." The angel paused to take a deep breath, eyes burning for a moment before he steeled himself.

"So Lady Palutena ran to the captain's room and grabbed the first thing she could find - not a divine weapon, but a manmade bow. The captain was always fond of humans, and had many things like that. She made a slight modification, a charm so that I would never run out of arrows. It was all she had time to do. But other than that, it was no different than any other human-made bow."

Glancing back towards the temple, Pit seemed down, swept up in the past. "I still have it...but I can't bear to use it anymore. Besides, my new weapons are better."

[thebrawlboys]

alolaluna​:

The trainer couldn’t resist the huge smile tugging at the corners of her lips when she saw the Kantonian beginning to ramble. She understood- it was hard to stop when you got excited about something, and the mystery of Alola’s Totem Pokemon was one that had dominated Alolan media for a long time, since even before she and her mother had moved here.

❝No worries! It is really cool, isn’t it? I never really thought about all the possibilities out there!❞ The trainer laughed, rubbing the back of her head. ❝Of course, there are a whole bunch of conspiracy theories that float around Alolan media, but not a whole lot about it has been said by actual scientists- only that it seems to be an Alola exclusive thing!❞

Selene readjusted her twin braids and her hat, both having been a bit ruffled from her fall. She beamed with happiness and pride as Leaf congratulated her on the trial completion.

❝Thanks a lot, really! Oh, you have a brother? That’s so cool! What’s he like? Is he a scientist too? Oh, where are my manners? Welcome to Alola! I hope it’s been fun so far! How long do you think you’re staying down here?❞ Selene giggled.

The idea of Red as a scientist was enough to make Leaf snort to herself - he had never shared Leaf’s obsession with learning how the natural world worked. To him, it simply did. Unless the science related to Pokémon battling or upkeep, he was more than happy to leave it to her.

“No, he’s not.” She shook her head. “Battling’s more his speed - maybe you’ll get to challenge him! He’s really tough to beat, but you look like you’re right on track to being something great. So... I’m not supposed to say too much, but...” Leaning forward as though to share a secret, Leaf’s mouth twitched into a mischievous grin. She liked encouraging up-and-coming trainers - it made her feel like Professor Oak, gently pushing her forward every time she needed some kind words. “Poni Island’s where he’s heading when he arrives. There’s big things in the works over there!”

Stepping back, Leaf returned her girlish giggle. “It’s been great so far. I’m actually going to be here for a while - maybe even a few months! There’s all sorts of interesting activity centered in this region. Burnet and I want to do as much research into the dimensional phenomena occurring here as we possibly can. Everyone on the team has a hypothesis for the source, but we don’t have anything solid yet.”

Pausing, Leaf tilted her head, a contemplative look glossing over her eyes. “Since I’ll be here for a while yet, maybe later I’ll see you again, and I can tell you more about the research then!”

[thebrawlboys]

Happy Holidays! :3c

Merry Christmas! Enjoy a moodboard based on the relationship between Marth and Scales!

[thebrawlboys]

Laid on Pit's bed is a well-wrapped bundle of silk- the kind that doesn't stick to the angel's fingers when he touches it. Opening it reveals an elbow-length red shawl, with silk not quite the same type as what it was wrapped inis threaded through its rim and collar in a pattern of dashes. It otherwise looks quite similar to a certain spider's.

There's no note included, for the sender is a firm believer that actions speak louder than words.

Fingers traced the dashes expertly woven into the fabric, a sense of wonder touching Pit's features at the sight and feel of the garment before him.

It was hardly elaborate, looking rather plain compared to the clothes Pit typically wore. And yet...

It was beautiful.

The labor of love before him showed a level of thought and devotion that went above a mere interest. This was tailored with Pit specifically in mind. How many times had he admired Hornet's cloak before? The comfortable, worn weave of the cloth had always seemed cozy and inviting to the angel, idly brushing up against his side during their quiet rendezvouses. A secret sort of comfort, much like Hornet herself was to him.

One hand drifted to his head, and plucked his laurel off, placing it gently on the bed. In a private moment, Pit buried his face into the cloth and took a deep breath, a smile springing to his face.

[thebrawlboys]

Oh my goodness, I just found your blog and clicked on it because you also hc Red and Leaf as twins AND one of your tags said you never stop talking about it once you get started (something like that) so I was 👀 but then I found your last post was a year ago so I thought the blog was abandoned but then I scrolled down and found out you were hit by a car 3 days ago?! :0 talk about crazy, glad you're okay though! I wish you a swift recovery! (Hope you're good insurance-wise too because oof-)

(Oops, this ask has been sitting here for a bit-

Indeed I do! The Poketwins are a very dear headcanon to me, and I have a LOT to say about it! And nope, not abandoned - just low activity until I get my life together lol.

I'm alright! A lot of things have happened since the accident, so I've been stupidly busy, but I have recovered! If you want to talk headcanons or something I'm definitely down!)

[oldmemesandhelpandthings-gone]

Send ‘Happy Holidays! ⛄’ to my inbox and I’ll give you a treat! This could be: a promo graphic, icons, an aesthetic graphic of your muse, a drabble, a playlist, a moodboard based on one of our threads, or some other goodie! Happy Holidays! Let’s celebrate! 

[thebrawlboys]

(Me: I’ll be around more often this week!

Also me: gets hit by a car.

For the record, I am okay! My own car took most of the impact and I sustained relatively minor injuries compared to what could have happened. Having said that, I’m still recovering, so I’ll likely get around to answering messages and replies tomorrow or later. I’m doing a lot better physically than I was, though!)

[nanmeo]

SMAAAASH!!

[paranormal-creativity]

sorry to keep you waiting!