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@thelonelysirenx
ooc;; Heey everyone! Big announcement;
I’m moving all my blogs (Madellaine, Belle, and my oc Sylph) to a multi-muse blog. This blog will be very selective, and probably will not follow many people at first. This is the first time I try writing from a multi-muse blog, but I think it will help me clear my mind, keep my blog active, and, most importantly, make it as fun as writing is supposed to be.
Thank you to all of my lovely followers, and I hope to see and write with you again!
“I’m just standing here, looking pretty”
- Written by Star
out of lyrics; HIATUS NOTICE and explanation under the cut
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i rebooted emilia for the second time!!! and now here we are, resting at 100 followers. i’m not gonna do a big thing for this because let’s be real. people don’t like emilia. i’m not going to get 450 some followers in ten days. i’m rping a shy oc with a stutter. i pretty much joyously celebrate one follower. but i made this god awful font / coloring so!!!
here’s a special thank you to some people who have followed me and emilia through it all. sometimes i don’t know why i keep this blog; then i see you guys & it’s only because of you that i’m still here.
oliviaist - emily!! who has stood by me through every muse and blog. though we may have 8 million of them, we’re a hella rad team, and i wouldn’t want anyone else by my side. love u!!
ensignfinnclifton - oh my god celeste!!! i was terrified of you!!! with your cool blog and 1,000 followers. i’m not sure with my ugly original blogs (and the million of them?) and my extra hiatus how you became my friend? or how you don’t find me annoying yet?? but honestly i’m so honored and you’re hella rad so please always love urself and stay rAd
thelonelysirenx - i still may not know your name!! but you and sylph have stuck with me and emilia and edwin no matter what and sylph always brings a smile to my face and i’m so glad to see you on tumblr. keep being awesome.
other cool people that i admire from afar or have interacted with me (thank you!!) (if you’re not bolded then that basically means that we haven’t interacted and i want to ok)
tuneysalad | ofdearing | oflcyalty | prxyer | stillthxalpha | dxfinitelyahale | labryinthfavored | xsonusfluctu | xlustra | chemoisms | controllingclaire | cursedsorceress | velocicharlie | notaherodad | nuitenargxnt | mamaraptcr
“I’m just standing here, looking pretty”
- Written by Star
out of lyrics; Madellaine it is! I’ll start with her muse, and Katara will follow in due time. For now, I’ll be working on the blog. It’s up, but pretty basic. I’ll post the link/promo when it’s ready for interactions. Feel free to message me, if you want the url now <3
out of lyrics;
Here are the two muses I want to try writing as:
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Madellaine from The Hunchback of Notre Dame ll
&
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Katara from Avatar
Which one should I choose? Katara or Madellaine?
out of lyrics; HIATUS NOTICE and explanation under the cut
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voltagedveins requested a song
“Emilia! I have not seen you in ages. I am so happy to encounter you again. How have you been?”
Hey. Hi! Hello. Let me love you, my lovely followers? a.k.a. Like for a small starter~
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Trill stood at the edge of the large body of water, skipping stones across it, and counting each skip before they plunked and vanished beneath the surface. It had been hard to find flat rocks, and she was too lazy to go further along the bank to search, so she’d collected what little she had and began to skip them. Picking out the next stone, she threw it without looking and heard it hit something with a strange sound. Oh god, had she hit someone?! Glancing up, she quickly around, “Hello? Is anybody out there?” Moving carefully around the rocks to get a better look at the water, she felt a shiver run through her, hoping she didn’t have to go in the water to help someone.
That sound, the strange plunks of objects in the water, caught her interest without luring her to its origin. Sylph had spent the past couple of days traveling from city to city, ocean to river, and she had finally come to the point where taking a break was vital in order to regain her energy. Preferably, the teen wouldn't spend too much time sitting still. It was hard enough to the impatient creature to be forced to remain calmly positioned on a rock if there was so much she wanted to do, but today was even worse. Her curiosity was piqued. Her thoughts went out to too many ideas at once, and this, combined with the desire to find out who was throwing the pebbles, made it more stressful than relaxing.
“Ouch!” Tilting her head to take a peek at her shoulder, the siren saw a little circle drawn on her skin. The rock left a mark, but it would be gone in no time. As long as she was in the water, her body healed much faster than a human's. If wandering the earth in her human form, the healing process was reversed and took longer, instead.
Sylph looked up in search of the person who had called out to her. A charming smile adorned her pale complexion, and two rosy hues joined on her cheeks. Having taken the rock from the water, the siren held it out towards the stranger. She took no notice of what another person might think of her unearthly appearance.
“This must be yours.”
“Yeah…?” She retorted, unimpressed. “Well, you sure as hell picked an
odd place to do so…given that this is one of the most CONGESTED areas that I’ve ever been forced to live in.”
For the strange mer-creature’s sake, Jane looked left and right to ensure that the only lucky onlookers were her and Cassio.
“I’d say that you’ll be a greater INCONVENIENCE to the rest of London and soon the entire planet once another person catches a glimpse of you.”
Cassio barked at such a high volume that Jane had to straddle his back and hold his long nose shut; clenching her teeth and lifting him onto his hind legs.
“Ssssssh…” She kissed the top of the dog’s head. “Easy, baby…”
He continued to try and jump so she tossed herself over him even more.
“You might wanna um…” a pause was allotted in order to toss her hair from her face, “swim out…go elsewhere. In another country. A less- crowded country where you won’t wake up in a JAR next time.”
A child's pure look of innocence overtook her features. If she had, as the woman indicated, been such an inconvenience to the population of whichever town she had chosen at random, it had not been done on purpose. Sylph had wanted to sleep, nothing more, and it had not occurred to her that this might lead to trouble. Normally, she wouldn't have chosen a pond over the safe, wide ocean, but she had been so incredibly fatigued that the difference had made no impression on her at the time.
“I apologise for troubling you,” the little siren spoke, abashed and sad. Meanwhile, the creature forced her torso upwards, gradually lifting herself, including most of her large tail, out of the water. The second she managed to do so, a bright, white light enveloped her entire being. None of her countenance was to be seen until the light disappeared again. A pair of human legs had replaced her siren tail. The shell bra had extended into a flowing, blue dress. Sylph looked like a siren no more, except for a divine beauty that was not coherent with a human's.
Whenever she had just transformed into her temporary human form, the siren had plenty trouble moving around. It took a while for her to get used to walking on legs again, instead of having the comfort of her long and strong tail. In quite the awkward fashion, Sylph took a step in the stranger's direction, wobbling, so to speak. “I-I shall leave, as you wish.”
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“–Five of them; two of us. No problem… right?”
“No problem-” Eye colour changed, fangs appeared. Whatever these guys had done wrong, they were about to pay the price. Speedily, the siren threw her arms round one of their necks. “I shall have this one!”
Fortunately Natasha had managed to make Sylph think. There were no assumptions anymore and she finally seemed to understand that she had left her because of great reasons. Sure Natasha had hoped for other outcomes. She would have been better at her work if she hadn’t left Sylph behind. It had damaged her, drained her psychically because she couldn’t stop worrying. And now that she finally found Sylph, she questioned their friendship. For a moment Natasha had felt angry because of that thought. Yet she had quickly realized that Sylph had felt betrayed.
Friendship was something both of them cherished and the fact that Natasha hadn’t told about her job, was something that was bad. But in Natasha’s defense there was nothing else she could do. She could not go to Sylph and tell her about her life threatening activities. Let alone, let her know her real name. Now that she knew, Natasha wasn’t sure how long she could stay.
“Yes, I know what you are, if I had told my employees that I knew a mermaid they would have tracked you down. I do these things for a reason and the fact that you question me hurts my feelings. You know me. I did not hurt your feelings because I figured it would be better. I know it was the best.”
Everything might've been less dramatic, if it were not for Sylph's already solitary existence. She didn't have that many people to turn to. Her own kin was not open to her ideals, and other creatures were either afraid of what she might do to them or upset about things others of the same species had done. Her friendly approach would only make them think she was toying with them, making them out to be foolish enough to fall for her lies. They'd run before she could say anything.
Lily had been different. She had accepted all of Sylph, both siren and human aspects, and this made her invaluable as a friend. Every day, she had cherished this bond, but after it seemed so easy for Lily to leave, Sylph wasn't so sure she meant as much to her friend as her friend meant to her. If only she'd known, she wouldn't have felt betrayed or abandoned. The secrecy still revolving around this newly revealed identity damaged her trust more than she'd like to admit.
Even now, she had no idea what those words meant, and why it had, indeed, been better for Natasha to just leave her like that. What on earth did she do for a living? Two flickering eyes met the other's gaze, trying to linger in this courageous demeanour, for it was the sole way she could deal with this.
“Will you leave again?”
Waking up with pained screams and cold sweats was nothing new to Tony. He had genuinely thought his PTSD was getting better after he had the arc reactor removed; he was sleeping better, able to go weeks withut a single panic attack… but, after Ultron, things changed.
He was back where he started, or perhaps in a place much worse. His dreams weren’t about him dying anymore, but about his friends dying all because of him; because he had decided to tinker with things he couldn’t control, all to save a world who needed a better hero than him.
He wasn’t good enough. All he had managed was to get the rest of the team hurt, and Pietro that had been his fault, no matter how many times he was told otherwise.
So, retiring had been for the best. It hadn’t helped with the nightmares, but at least now Tony couldn’t hurt anyone else.
With a sigh, he sat up, but remained in bed for a few seconds. In a past not too far away, he used to have JARVIS to check on him whenever he felt anxious. Even if only an AI, JARVIS had exceeded all of Tony’s expectactions he wasn’t just a computer system; he was a friend. And now he was gone. The one Tony considered his best friend was now lost inside a body the mechanic tried to hard to create.
Pepper was still around, but it didn’t feel the same anymore. She was busy with the company, and, in a way, Tony was thankful for that; he didn’t want her around too much, to see him decade into this shell of a person he had once been.
After everything, he was alone, in an empty house from which so much destruction had once originated. Tony lived surrounded by all the mistakes he had ever made, and it was tearing him apart.
The doorbell was enough to pull him away from his depressing thoughts. He wasn’t really expecting anyone. Perhaps Rhodey had come to check on him; he was the only one who still bothered at this point, but he was busy with the New Avengers nonetheless.
With slow steps, Tony dragged himself to the main hall, and picked up a crumpled shirt he had left on the couch. He figured whoever was on the other side of that door didn’t have any need to see him shirtless.
He was, however, surprised to see a young girl at his door. Tony didn’t recall ever meeting her before, though he couldn’t rule out her being a fan or someone he met at a fancy party.
“Who are you?” he asked, in a somewhat aggressive tone. “What do you want?”
Anger before she had even commenced the task she had resigned herself to. It wasn't new, though it wasn't appreciated by the young lass either. She hadn't called on anyone like this all too often, for she knew people would react differently upon seeing a little girl at their front steps. However, to reach some of the people destined to be a part of her colossal dream world, this was a move she had to take. It'd be too difficult for an unauthorised and unequipped girl to attempt calling everyone by phone, and Sylph figured it wouldn't make her warning sound more believable either.
Once, she had managed to change the fate she had witnessed in foresight. Just once, and not even to the extent of which she one day hoped to achieve. A few women, standing in the area that was supposed to be hit by aircraft debris, actually listened to her story and managed to get away safely. Later on, Sylph found out this was only possible in case she had not seen those people get hurt in one of her visions. If she had foreseen it, it would happen exactly like that. Sadly, there were just too many details bound to her gifts that she had no clue of.
Another time, the young one had received a necklace from a boy who was meant to die several days later. He didn't know when she arrived, but when Sylph told him about this all being an event in the near future, he handed her the metal-plated necklace he wore around his own neck. Since that moment, since that horrific precognitive dream, Sylph wore the boy's necklace like it was a part of her entire being. It was just as much a commemoration of his death as it was a reminder to her that she was different and that there were people out there that she could try to save.
“My name is Sylph,” she started, replying to the first part only, whilst thinking about the best way to put her story to use. What kind of man was she dealing with? And what would make him believe her? Sylph fumbled with the metal plate, moving the necklace to the right and to the left.
“I came to warn you, Sir. Is this your house? And are you fond of it? For I am afraid it will inevitably be wrecked, as will its inhabitants, if you do not evacuate the area within four hours.”
Reached my next milestone! (on both blogs around the same time) So, this follow forever thingie is for both Sylph and Wendy.
I didn’t expect to get this far when I created these blogs, but now I’ve gotten to meet so many wonderful people, written with so many AMAZING muns, and it’s been a great help to me in countless ways. So, thank you! Thanks to everyone I’ve talked to, written with, have had the pleasure of seeing on my dash, and those who’ve supported me by just being there. You’re all very important to me, and I can’t stress that enough.
Here’s a list, in no particular order, of the people I admire and adore, and of whom I think you’re crazy not to follow them, too. We might not have interacted before or, maybe, we’ve spoken to each other ooc for a long time now. Just know that you mean the world to me <3 (even if you’re not on this list)
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Danielle smiled widely. “I hope she is if she’s not too busy, you know, with her being a Princess and all. Mind you, I’m her best friend and surely she always has time for me.” She giggled a little but soon began to lead the way to the castle. “Come on them, if you’re coming.” The blonde turned round and beckoned her friend to follow her.
Another joyful giggle came in response to Danielle's remark. A person should always have time for their best friend. That's what friends were for, weren't they? They're important enough to make time for. Sylph did, indeed, follow her friend, nearly skipping towards the castle. “I wonder what it is like to be a princess,” she mused aloud. Her idea of a princess was as innocent and fairytale-like as an ideal personage could be. She'd soon meet the real version.
