ambedo

n. a kind of melancholic trance in which you become completely absorbed in vivid sensory details — raindrops skittering down a window, tall trees leaning in the wind, clouds of cream swirling in your coffee — briefly soaking in the experience of being alive; an act that is done purely for its own sake. indie canon & oc multimuse blog semi-selective. low activity. penned by greg online: [] offline: [✓] lurking: [] starters: oo1. asks: ooo. replies: oo7.

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psa; moving blogs

     well, not technically moving, i’m just combining my multis so all my muses can be found over on @xonismsx !

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    so i think i need to give in & combine my multis so i’m going to slowly be adding my other muses over here. on the other blog i have noah puckerman from glee, baymax from big hero 6, peeta mellark from hunger games, & a few ocs. it’s not gonna be a major change but yeah, expect to see some new faces around here as soon as i figure out the tagging situation & get my drafts here under control

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i’m planning on carrying over all of my threads btw but yeah ! big change over here !!

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   sorry i haven’t been around much ! i’ve been neglecting all my blogs & unfortunately this one is kind of the bottom of the pile. this week i’m hoping to get back into the swing of things starting with putting up the pages of all the new muses & then we’ll go from there i guess. catch y’all soon !

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( calum )

He shrugs. “I’ll be alright.” In a few days probably. It comes and goes as it pleases, much to his inconvenience, really. It’s just embarrassing that Erza’s babysitter of all people, has to witness this. “I mean, if you want to, you can. I wouldn’t want you to spend any more money than you have to though. You could also just stay here. Play with him- I’ll make you dinner too. As payment.”

     she chews her lip, unsure if he’d be able to get any rest if she & ezra were making noise in the next room. still, she could understand his hesitancy when it came to spending money on the aquarium. ❝ it’s a really nice day out, ❞ she finally says. ❝ it’d probably do him some good to get some fresh air. i’ll take him down to the park. we can spend the afternoon there & then i’ll have him back for dinner if that alright with you. ❞

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( wataru )

  Wataru has half a mind to let Eiji struggle a little longer. It’s a lot more entertaining than it should be to watch him grow more and more frustrated with that stubborn tape. Teeth dug into his bottom lip and self-control pulled tight, he’s been holding in his amusement, but now, as he relents and hands over the boxcutter, it spills out of him in a quick chuckle. “Why do you make it sounds as if it’s a chore? I’m having my fun.” 

  Fun at the expense of Eiji’s struggles, but fun nonetheless. Wataru sits back and takes a cursory look around the room. There are worse ways to spend an afternoon, for sure. Vacation or not. “You’ve found yourself a pretty nice place, to be honest. Why’d you move, though?”

          ❝ thanks. ❞

     the word comes out, but given how long it took, he’s not sure if he feels all that grateful. still, being able to SUCCESSFULLY open the box was a relief. why did he have to package it up so well in the first place? ❝ well, my lease was up & i didn’t exactly love living there. my roommate left & the rent was a lot for me to handle alone. that & there’s this couple that lives a floor up who have this extremely disrupting cycle of lots of loud yelling followed by lots of loud make up sex. ❞ he has to subdue a shudder just from the thought of it. ❝ i was warned that a newborn lives next door, but honestly that’s gotta be better than my last place. it’s a little smaller, but in a nicer area & this building has a decent landlord. besides, i’ve finally started earning enough that i can handle a little jump in rent. ❞ even with the raise, it’s still less than he was paying by himself at his old apartment. ❝ —one of my clients told a couple of her friends & now they’re all coming to see me on top of my old regulars. life is good, my friend. ❞

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( captain )

“Apparently you at the moment.” Letting out a small chuckle while at it, “So– How badly does it look?” If a bruise on his face was anything to indicate by, along with blood running down his nose, one could say he was pretty beaten up.

          ❝ like shit, ❞ it’s a joke, but there’s still some truth to it. it doesn’t look great. so he holds out a wet cloth. ❝ here, hold this to your nose. ❞

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( prim )

she wondered how the capital thought colored nails were normal. she couldn’t stop looking at them. of course, prim was going to remove them later. she was getting too distracted. she chuckled through her nose, nodding. “it just feels strange too. i don’t know how they don’t just stare at their hands all day.” this was supposed to be a humble, stubble color too. she couldn’t imagine how she wouldn’t be able to stare with a loud, bright color. “thank you. do you get to put this on too?” knowing the capital, anything goes when it came to appearance. 

         ❝ someone offered to paint my nails, but i said no. it’s just— ❞ he pauses, not sure how to follow, ❝ not for me. i guess. i feel like i’d probably mess them up right away anyways. ❞ that, & he can’t imagine they’d look good on his rough & calloused hands. ❝ what colour do you think would suit me if i got them done though, ❞ he’s smiling now. ❝ i think a nice, bright pink would be nice. ❞

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( vi )

❝You think so?❞ Honestly, he loved the weird vibe of an empty gas station in the dead of night. Though, Virote was the type to enjoy any kind of liminal-esque space. That’s exactly why he was plucking whatever snack caught his eye into a cloth bag he brought along for the haul without a care in the world. ❝It’s just calm, for me. ‘Cause, like, my life is always so… A lot. Got school, got work, got meetings, got events. This and that and everything. I guess, sometimes, I like feeling like I’m the only person in the world. Do you want something? I’ll pay.❞

          ❝ i can understand that. i guess it just feel weird, ya know? i LIKE the quiet, the calming vibe when no one’s around, but i feel out of place, like i shouldn’t be around either. ❞ it’s a strange sensation, being alone & still out of place. ❝ hm... honestly, i’m really feeling some chocolate milk right now. ❞

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( mycroft )

Sound logic, at least, though logic was never a guarantee against lies. Still, Mycroft came to a stop in front of the robot, standing straight and tall, hands at her side. “Very well. Shall we see what you are capable of, then? I give you permission to scan me, on the condition that all information will be deleted when we are done here.”

          ❝ understood. ❞ there’s a quite drone as he scans, taking only 3 seconds before it was complete & he had already searched his database to compare symptoms. ❝ it appears you have an elevated body fat percentage. this causes issues such as excessive strain on the heart, possibly leading to heart attacks or strokes. your liver function also appears that it is at optimal function. i would recommend a change in diet, regular exercise, & limiting alcohol use. would you like me to put together a nutrition plan? ❞ 

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( lily )

“awe, poor tyrus. he didn’t mention anything about it.” though perhaps being the recipient of the same reaction at the end of the day counterbalanced the sting of being left behind in the morning. “Thank you again, ryan. from both of us, for everything. you’ve made daycare really comfortable for delilah.” 

          ❝ all in a days work. ❞ & she flashes lily a grin to match. she loved the kids, she loved working with the kids, & while you can’t keep the kids happy all the time, she sure as hell tries her best & it feels rewarding at the end of the day.  ❝ besides, she’s easy compared to some of the other kids so i should be thanking you for doing such a great job with her at home. ❞

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( ??? )

        with their default tea being ICED BARLEY, it’s a good thing she actually specifies her preference. after that example, yerin decides to just tell her the list after, wanting to be certain she doesn’t accidentally serve something ill-suited to her tastes based on assumption. the menu doesn’t detail drink temperatures, after all ( maybe she should add that later ). 

       ❝ oh – well – for hot tea, we have oolong and jasmine,  or …  ❞ why does that third tea name have to be so long? rather than embarrass herself in the attempt, she quickly points to the name on the menu, fingertip touching the printed ‘chrysanthemum’ beneath the other names.  ❝ … is good, too ! ❞

          ❝ hm? oh! ❞ her eyes go to the page, skimming the list. it was a short list & yet she still struggled making a decision  ❝ i think i’d like jasmine. ❞ & she looks back up at the girl with a wide smile.  ❝ my grandmother would always serve me jasmine tea when i went over, ❞ she adds. ❝ it’s one of my favourites. ❞ though the chrysanthemum DOES sound interesting, maybe she’ll try it before she leaves.

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OLYMPIAN AESTHETICS.

tagged by: @conseille like a week ago oops tagging: @apcgee for whoever, @ofmockingjay, @enterpain, @90smagicalboy, @borncfstars, @fidemcanem, @mondregen for wataru, @sharkapologlst, @heartmemos, @waldeint for rian

APHRODITE.   laughter loving.   sweet smiles.   dressed in silk and satin.  flower in their hair.  sees the world as a runway.   unapologetically sexual.   the sea washing their ankles.   in love with love.   stirrer of passion.  cunning concealed by painted lips.  secret daggers.   doves.   revolution in their kiss.   delighting in the waves.   flirtatious winks.   strolling along the beach.  staring wistfully from a balcony.   this is how to be a heartbreaker.   wants to be adored.  gets turned on by danger.

APOLLO.     glitz and glamour.   art galleries.   turning the volume up.   being made of gold. neatly organized music sheets.   notebooks filled with poetry.   bathing in the sunlight.   the powerful urge to create.  collecting vinyl records.   beautiful cover of wonderwall.   playing multiple instruments.   tasting like sunshine.   healing touch.   speaking in prophecies.   smile mingled with wrath.   shunning lies.   sporting shades.   hanging out at music festivals with their friends.   sleeps naked.   arrow to the heart.   paint brushes.   probably has a tinder account.

ARES.   armed for battle.   wants to raise a dog with their significant other. soft spot for children.  gives piggyback rides.   scarred body.   blood on their hands and face.   willing to fight the world for the ones they love.   fights against injustice.   warm hugs.   well worn combat boots.   boxing gloves.   bandages wrapped around bruised knuckles.   fist raised in protest.   ignites revolutions.   fear is a prison.   more sensitive than what their tough shell would have you think.   exhausted.   damaged goods.   force to be reckoned with.   red roses.   curses under their breath.

ARTEMIS.     keen sense of a hunter.   freckles like constellations on their skin.   piercing eyes.  disheveled braid.   moonlight peeking through the shadows.   the calm of the forest at night.   lying on the grass and staring at the stars.   mother doe and her fawn.   protecting their kin.  the moon shimmering on a still lake.   quiver full of arrows resting against the bark of a tree.   running with wolves.  bonding while circled around a campfire.   not being much of a people person.   arrow hitting a target.   popping egos.   patience on 3%.   touches heaven and returns howling.

ATHENA.     discerning gaze.   unreadable face.   quiet museums.   owl perched on their finger.   armour that intimidates.   eye for architecture.   plays the sims for the sole purpose of building houses.   studied the blade while everyone else was busy getting laid.   big fan of logic.   loves brain teasers.  ancient buildings.  sweaters in neutrals and cool colours.    hair done up.   can kill you with their brain.   heads to the library often to research.   sharpened pencils.  abs that can cut steel.  stoic statues. pottery classes.

DEMETER.   soil covered hands.  smile that can bloom flowers.   skin loved by the sun. being the mom friend.  can lift you and your friends.   flowers kept in the pockets of overalls.  takes pride in their beautiful garden.   speaks to their plants.   leaves rustling in the wind. stalks of wheat.   picking fruit.   greenhouses.   heart as strong as a mountain.   values simplicity.   daisies dotted across a collarbone.   curls crowned with flowers.   folded pile of sweaters in warm hues.   pulling out fresh baked bread out of the oven and the smell wafting through the air.

DIONYSUS.     drunk shitposter.   on their sixth glass of wine before you’ve even finished your second.  seductive smirks.   untamed curls.   rich fabrics on dark skin.   sleek furred panthers.   theatre masks.   stage productions.   receiving a standing ovation.   rose caught between their teeth.   being the baby of the bunch.   wild parties that last from sundown to sunup.   creeping vines.   inspiring loyalty.  grand opera houses.   masquerade balls.  rolls of film.   shattered chandeliers with broken glass scattered across the wine spilled floor.   pouring champagne into flutes.   lives for the applause.

HEPHAESTUS.   the calloused hands of someone who knows labor.   sweaty brow.  flame burning in their eyes.   inventive mind.   broad shoulders.   steampunk goggles.   nuts and bolts stored away in little boxes.  ashes.   striking a match.   blueprints for future projects.   fixing up a busted up car and giving it cool upgrades.  wrestles with bitterness.  work boots have seen better years.   wrinkled plaid shirts.   iron melted in blazing fire.   huge jackets.   crafting masterpieces.   greased stained overalls.   fascination with robotics.   pain is fuel.  stack of weaponry.   even their muscles have muscles.

HERA.   resting bitch face.   dressed to the nines.   cows grazing on a pasture.   cool rain. loving and hating fiercely.   hand clutching a string of pearls.   large chandelier with glittering crystals.   plays the sims for the sole purpose of killing off their sims.   romance to realism. pictures of the sky while flying on a plane.   files that under fuck it.  downs glasses of wine as they relax with a scented bubble bath and netflix.   like their selfie or you’re grounded.   knows 57 convenient ways to murder a man.   dark eyes that penetrate your soul.   marble and gold.

HERMES.     devil - may - care smile.   always up - to - date on the latest technology.   will steal your french fries.   does it for the vine.   shitposter.   puts googly eyes on everything.  meme hoarder.   long drives on the highway.   ma and pop diners.  spontaneous road trips.  folded maps.   fingers dancing across the keyboard of a laptop.   shooting hoops on the basketball court.  chatting up strangers as you all journey to your own destinations.  goes jogging in the morning.  mixes redbull with coffee.   menace on april fool’s.   hoodies and sneakers.

POSEIDON.   storm with skin.  colorful coral reefs.   waves crashing against the shore.  stroking the soft fur of a cat.   their heart pounding as their horse’s gentle trot speeds into a gallop.   tousled locks.   clothes smeared with paint.  owns several sketchbooks yet always yearns to own more.   leather jackets.   fondness for diy projects.  handwriting that flows across the page.  nimble fingers playing the strings of a violin.   velvety singing voice that haunts your dreams.   mood as ever - changing as the sea.   the roar of a motorcycle.  compass with a spinning arrow.

HADES.     walking home alone in the early morning.   back alleys.   drinking alone in a graveyard.   crippling loneliness hidden by sarcasm and cynicism.   crows picking a carcass.   untended dead flowers.  the black sheep of the family.   black coffee.   money can’t buy you happiness.   murder mystery dinner parties.   blood on your shirt collar.   dust illuminated by sunlight.  classical music.  dogs are better than people.   a quiet wrath.   shady business deals.  taking what you are owed.   paint it black.  seasonal affective disorder.   popping the suit collar.  grey rain on a cityscape.

ZEUS.   thunder in their heart.  running on coffee.   flash of lightning.   unnatural charisma.  eloquence.   badass in a nice suit.   aficionado of history.  force of nature.   lennyface. nightmare - filled nights.  proud arm around their lover’s waist.   high - rise buildings.  planes soaring through a cloudless sky.   technician on the piano.  maintains order.   strong handshake.   juggling multiple events on their busy schedule with ease.   expensive watch.

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alright ! i’m here & i’m doing things. as of right now, i have 11 drafts so my plan is to most of those done & in the queue, & get started on kim shin & puck’s about pages.

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   so i’m getting ready to make my return! i was catching up on drafts on main, now i’m working on salem & then i should be on here tomorrow to get things done. i’m also officially adding one mr. kim shin from goblin bc yes. i’m just gonna do a rewatch & then figure out icons. so tomorrow i’ll also be getting his page started & hopefully have puck’s done as well.

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so i’m kinda back? i’m gonna be going to be getting all my drafts done sometime this week & throwing out some memes & maybe a starter call. i still don’t know what to do about adding puck tho, will people be mad if i use mark as an fc? will tagging everything with his name as a trigger & having an alt fc as an option be good enough?

@ anyone please give me your opinion

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   also i have decided i am going to be adding puck from glee. still not sure what i’m gonna be doing on the fc situation but that’s a problem for another day. maybe i’ll know what i’m doing when i come back. i’ll definitely have his about page up by then tho. catch ya on the flip side !

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  so my activity here has been less than consistent, but i’ll be honest. i took some time off to set up my laptop & now i just kind of want to chill & not write. so ! i’m gonna take a couple more days just as a bit of self care & i’ll be back in a week or so. maybe sooner depending on how i’m feeling but i can assure you that i love all my muses on here & won’t be gone long. i’ll probably be lurking around on my main blog mostly so you can find me over at @xonismsx or on discord so you can hit me up for that if you want. peace out !