VONBIRDEN (PRIVATE) multimuse roleplay blog written by Gwyn(ji) 27 years old No minor muns (18+ blog) & zero drama tolerance.
blogs: @lausticzt
โ Stars, I have seen them fall, but when they drop and die no star is lost at all, from all the star-sown sky. โ
Disclaimers; I am unaffiliated with fandoms and roleplay communities, often write with close mutuals or mature writers, and have no tolerance to drama, to policing others writing, for constant negativity, or trying to bully people over fictional drama. All my opinions relate to I don't care enough as an adult who doesn't get warped or wrapped up in online mess. I have the block button, I use it freely, and it's no hate on people even if I don't personally like how they conduct themselves. There will be strong themes on this blog. I don't use tags so just let me know if something needs tagging for you!
Affiliated with: @naitfall / @knightinsourarmor
mobile v. โก โ๏ฝก muses. rules below.
Gwyn(ji) + twenty six + she/her + GMT+8
01.ย ย NO DRAMA OR VAGUE POSTING ALLOWEDย //ย NO CLICHE VIBE.ย I block witch hunting, vague posting, guilt tripping or any nasty behaviour on my dash. If you act like a decent and mature person, then I will immediately vibe with you.ย I really will not hesitate, I am too old to be dealing with that bullshit. Too much real life trauma and things to deal with, not fictional or writing drama.
02.ย This blog will contain MATURE content and isn't suitable for minors. I will often soft block or hard block based on the following:ย
You force ship (which is, btw, if I say no! Not if your muse likes mine, openly flirts, etc. because I think those interacts are fun!) - I mean if the mun is harassing for a ship that goes outside my comfort.
You engage in drama, send hate, are openly hostile and toxic, the usual.ย
If we haven't interact or make no plans to interact after a period of time (which is usually a year like, I am actually pretty chill with this but I do like to clean my dash every once in awhile)ย
If you try and challenge my writing or how I portray muse(s). This rarely happens, but I just want to state it now because I just like having a good time, this isn't a job.ย
03.ย ย I am a multimuse so I have a collective of fandoms I am in.ย If you condemn me for the series I write in, I've given up trying to appease everyone, just block and definitely don't follow me first or that's an awkward conversation to have (check my posts, my muses, pls)
04.ย ย NSFW content will be present for my adult muse(s). Younger muse(s) can have crushes etc. and even relationships, however, obviously no 18+ content with them. If muse(s) canonly have aged to be older, then I will write them as that age more times then not (this goes especially for my yyh muses who I like to write post series)ย
05.ย I am comfortable with my writing style. I won't always be accurate and I might misspell because I am human. I might not always like some of my replies or think I can do better, or my characterisation might have changed since then, etc. I am not the creator and honestly I have limited knowledge and I don't dive too deeply into that unless I get super hyper fixated. I have come to not compare myself as often to other writers though!ย
06.ย I have this set asย PRIVATEย but that doesn't mean I am entirely strict, just rather, I am not super involved in the fandom side of my muses, and often avoid having a large dash. I don't follow back based on things like aesthetics, etc. and it's not why I am private. I have get anxiety.ย
07.ย ย I will often have mains and be ship exclusive, but otherwise, I love to interact with so many different versions and portrayals, especially of my own muse(s) even!ย
08.ย ย Please, please specify muse(s) as often as you can, and if not, I will just have to get comfortable with throwing whoever I desire and not overthink it.ย
09.ย ย I love OCs give them all to me they will be canon in my world.ย
10.ย ย I am not my muse(s) and sometimes they are mean, but that does NOT mean I don't want to interact this is actually also me, showing more of my love to you - let them have a rocky first start. I will usually scream in comments about how much I want to shake my muse(s). Some of them are just not friendly.ย
11.ย ย I am an extremely slow writer because I have a lot of responsibilities and most my time isn't online (not here or on most social media) so if that is a problem for us to be mutuals no hard feelings! I just can't promise I will be online actively. And I have very close mutuals who understand and appreciate this <3
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โฆ โฆ ๐ฐ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ โฝ แตหกสทแตสธหข แตแถแถแตแตแตโฑโฟแต โพ ๐ฒโโ๐ชโโ๐ฒโโ๐ชโ โ๐จโโ๐ฆโโ๐ฑโโ๐ฑโ.
@knightinsourarmor ๐ A kiss to the back of the hand (Flins for Lumine or Sandrone!)
SATISFIED? Greatly. Regardless of her pointed stare, the furrowing of brows as he extends his hand towards her โโ Sandrone allows it, of course, if only out of curiosity. Anything lower then her expectations would have been extremely disappointing. โ What remarkable mannerism. Finally, it seems someone around here knows how to treat a refined lady as myself. โ Wasn't he just the gentleman, hm? Hah. Well, this man at least had the appropriate etiquette, even if she wasn't a fan of that unabashed look in his eyes. However dim lit they were.
Like she would ever fall for this display, living things just didn't operate like that. Trying to get in her good books? Hm, not that Sandrone cared. Pointless, but endearingly acceptable.
โ The pleasure is all yours. โ Naturally, the fact she was sparing her precious time for these courtesies should be treated as nothing short of grandiose. Splendid work, he's managed to keep her in a good mood. โ You may have your pick at the wide variety of teas I brought with me. Good behaviour should be rewarded. โ
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โฆ โฆ ๐ฐ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ โฝ แตหกสทแตสธหข แตแถแถแตแตแตโฑโฟแต โพ ๐ฒโโ๐ชโโ๐ฒโโ๐ชโ โ๐จโโ๐ฆโโ๐ฑโโ๐ฑโ.
@6uppet ๐ i don't know who you think you are, but it's not impressive. / aleksey c:
โฆรโฎ ลโฅโฑโฑคษโดโดลVษ ... incomparable resentment bitterly swallowed down, posture remains FIRM, curled fist does not budge from the concrete ground on where he kneels. His teeth will SNAP from the pressure, jaw impossible to tighten further. But that rage does not shake, only in his very core does that fire engulf him entirely. From behind concealed gaze, mask mimic of STILLNESS, piercing his eyes bare up from bowed head. How dare he make a FOOL out of him. What authority can that title give him alone? Nothing but a means to an end, nothing but a perfect target on his back โโ ravel in it, dearest Harbinger. That ego will not last. How WELCOMING that pretty face of his will be, when he seizes the chance to melt it right off.
ฤรโฆ'โฎ ษรษ ฤโณโฑคษ โฑ รรโญ ฤรโฉโฆ รโฆ โฅษ. โ My ... sincerest apologies, Lord Harbinger, If such action goes beyond your better judgement. I got ahead of myself. โ Menacing is the aura seeping from him, obedient his words echo; more then just rehearsed phrasing, an unstable willingness to comply when all hairs stood on end, as coaxed words rolled off his tongue with astounding allure. The audacity to humiliate him. The inferno within would not go so soundly ; pity the next to crossed his path, for they would be burdened to endure his discomposure.
Differing aspects for my Sandrone is probably the same vibe everyone is feeling anyway but, while she can be approachable and on good terms with people, she is still not a good person -- when it comes to her own underlings, she only has a better reputation now because she got rid of ones who weren't up to her standards. She will be hypocritical at others about how they operate, but she is no better. Machines over human life. She only cares if people die under her because that counts as failure to her; someone who only looks at the completed outcome and not the process it took. So dying? She will make you avoid doing that only if it gets in the way of her brilliant calculations. She is reclusive, stuck in her own work, and will do worse then kill you if you break something of hers. You damage or harm once of her machines? Arms are put in a pressing machine. You run your mouth? Tongue is getting cut off, and delivered. She only understands human behaviour because she is calculated enough to replicate it. Aside from her temper and ego, that is very much hers, no filter. The switch up around friends, absolutely. Is a prissy lady. So I will try write her with a mix of everything.
inspired by the infamous "i want the k" meme by deactivated tumblr user tastcful. send ๐ฒ to generate a kiss! potential suggestive/nsf.w themes may appear
A kiss on the cheek
A kiss on the nose
A kiss on the forehead
A kiss to the top of the head
A firm kiss
A gentle peck
A romantic kiss
A platonic kiss
A kiss to the eyelid
A kiss along the jawline
A kiss to the neck
A kiss along the collar bone
A kiss on the chest
A kiss to the stomach
A kiss along the hips
A kiss in the rain
An upside-down "Spider-Man" kiss
A kiss while laughing
A kiss underwater
A rough kiss
WILDCARD! Dealer's choice :)
A french kiss/kiss with tongue
A kiss influenced by alcohol/other substances
A sleepy kiss
A kiss that's an accident
A kiss while one or both parties are crying
A kiss in greeting
A kiss in parting
A kiss to the back of the hand
A kiss to the palm of the hand
A kiss to the inner thigh
A kiss while someone watches
A kiss to a scar, birthmark, injury, or other marking
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โฆ โฆ ๐ฐ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ โฝ แตหกสทแตสธหข แตแถแถแตแตแตโฑโฟแต โพ ๐ฒโโ๐ชโโ๐ฒโโ๐ชโ โ๐จโโ๐ฆโโ๐ฑโโ๐ฑโ.
@incertion ๐ โ you told me it was a scratch, this is not a fucking scratch! โ from kurapika to leorio again ^_^
AIR SUCKS THROUGH TEETH , involuntary admission devoid of any true guilt. Crap. Knowing it's in vein, Leorio still hastily pulls down his shirt to cover stained bandaging amidst an aching grunt. โ Dammit, Kurapika! Don't scare me like that. โ An outburst mixed with surprise and annoyance, for the pain subjected to by almost jumping out of his skin. Leorio's at fault too ; but really, how many hypocrites did they have in this group anyway? Deflecting does little to deter, not with Kurapika's pointed gaze completely enveloping him.
โ - ... it's worse then it looks, okay? I wasn't lying. โ Keeping an air of composure amidst stubborn apparel, his lips form a thin line, a light huff escaping him as he takes a well earned seat. It could be a whole lot worse, no permanent damage, no vitals hit ... NOTHING. In that comparison, it was no worse of then a scratch.
ย ย ย โ It's nothing I can't handle. I'm the doctor here, remember? โ It's the anger of being caught out, the light embarrassment of making a scene over something like this โโ not when he's seen them all in worse shape, there was no way he'd let himself look so pitiful. โ And like hell I'm taking it from you of all people! Who's the one really keeping everything to themselves here? โ
Doing a bit of writing today ! Memes I reblog are always accepting <3 I want to try get my inbox down to 15 that is the big goal, because I looove writing from meme prompts
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โฆ โฆ ๐ฐ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ โฝ แตหกสทแตสธหข แตแถแถแตแตแตโฑโฟแต โพ ๐ฒโโ๐ชโโ๐ฒโโ๐ชโ โ๐จโโ๐ฆโโ๐ฑโโ๐ฑโ.
@incertion ๐ โ i think they found us. โ from shizuku to feitan :)
โ Good. โ words roughly muffled, a maniacal glint in an otherwise empty gaze ; they flicker effortlessly to the sound of approaching footsteps. Shizuku stating the obvious, heedlessly blinking in that distinctive, flat toned surprise. It was a game, after all โโ this cat and mouse chase, prey believing they were the predators. โ Then. I hope you haven't forgotten the next part. โ Playing along for semantics, however true this statement was. Teasing without obvious inflection, for his fixation relied solely on his targets. THE TOYS of his amusement.
โ No killing. โ a contrast to the norm, his twisted sentiment not reserved for mercy. Fingers twitch within his pockets, exhilaration itching at the very thought. He wouldn't be happy if she ended up killing them all by accident, and so disappointed if they died too early by his own hands.
ย ย ย โ This time ... I'll start with the skin. Then the tongue. โ
ย ย ย ย ย ย neck cranes at the familiar voice, slow and reluctant. he loathes how easily she draws his focus, like a feline seeking attention only to strike with sharpened claws should one linger too long. the way she speaks to him so casually, as though divinity itself wasn't staring back at her. worse still, he loathes the way he allows it. the way he always does. โย ย ย ย ย luxuries? โ an echo, DRY / UNIMPRESSED, as if the very concept of humouring her is a waste of his endless time. โ such silence could be called a luxury, i suppose. if only you were capable of it.ย ย ย โ
ย ย ย ย ย ย despite the teeth, the thought lingers, UNWELCOME AND UNWANTED. a luxury to be hollow. no burden of a human heart, no saccharine sympathy to dull the edge of his blade, nothing soft to make him hesitate. nothing to make him feel. over and over again this world had him wandering like some lost child, unaware of its name ; its purpose. clawing through century after century with a face too pretty / too still to betray the ruin beneath. perhaps such emptiness is what has carried him this far, for heartlessness is an absence he has worn well indeed. and still, it burns. burns to be reminded what such compassion once felt like, burns to be reminded that he never shall feel its embrace again.
ย ย ย ย ย ย and in losing himself to such thoughts does the fair lady remain. of course she does. audacity woven into her every word, into her very nerves. arms thus find refuge across the empty husk they call a chest whilst gaze drifts sidewise, a stubborn refusal to grant her his full attention a moment longer. โย ย ย ย ย haven't you got anything better to do, witch?ย ย ย โ
โ OH, did I strike a nerve? โ painted lips tug into a poised smirk, void of the malicious intent otherwise perceived. The little mouse had already ensnared itself the second she'd captured his attention. How easy it was, how inviting, to pull at those strings. SATISFACTION already achieved โโ still the fair lady is rarely so moderate. โ I'm only speculating. Besides what you seem to believe about your position, you couldn't silence me if you tried. I'd of thought you'd be grateful, being able to actually converse with something else .. not on The Doctor's operating table. โ
Cruelty bleeds into idle chatter, a blend of composed elegance and darling wickedness. Never one to expose the authentic reasons behind her prodding. Why bother with a HEART in the first place ? She'd have gotten rid of hers a long time ago. All it did was blind judgement, get in the way, caused unnecessary misery โโ if there were still parts left in her, she'd await for it to be completed encased in ice.
The clack of heels invites her presence to remain. A closing distance, the tilt of her chin upward. โ You must have spent far too long playing around in the abyss. My assignments are done, naturally. I always achieve the desired outcome. โ
