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Please, fill out my interest tracker.    I am not going to interact with you until you do, unless you interact with me first. I'm not trying to be a nuisance; this is in my rules, so if you follow me, you should already know it's a soft requirement for this blog. Meaning, please just do it if you can, but if you absolutely won't, it's also fine if you either 1) send me in chraracter things first, or 2) approach me OOC and plain name a muse you have interest in (or use a blanket statement such as "all muses are fine by me"). If you don't tell which muses you have interest in but send memes to a few, I will interact with you with those muses but refrain from sending any of the rest of my muses your way. If you list muses by messaging me, we risk me forgetting you did, and not interacting. I unfollow people who have been active but haven't filled out my interest tracker (or interacted with me IC, indicated interest OOC...) after several months of being mutuals. I will keep being mutuals on my single muse blogs if that applies, since this is nothing against you as a writer or anything, but just blog specific rules. It's genuinely OK if you only want to interact with one muse, and it's genuinely helpful if you say you are open to all of the muses. You don't have to narrow it down, the purpose is simply me knowing who is free game to send at you instead of worrying about pushing a muse you have a hard no against. And, yes, it's OK if you only want one muse and that muse happens to be a canon male muse. It's OK if you don't want my OCs. etc. I would rather know. I'm truly not trying to be demanding, I am simply trying to interact and communicate with you all!

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i don’t know how to tell people that deriving pleasure - sexual pleasure included! - from art* is good actually, and that creating specific kind of art “just” because you find it hot or whatever is just as good a reason as any, and you don’t actually need some “deep and meaningful” reason to create art about things. pleasure - sexual pleasure included - is not the devil, it is not Bad and shameful, and it’s not any less valid of a reason to create something than because you want to, idk, explore the depths of the human consciousness or something

* art here includes writing

#me whenever i see people be like 'smut doesn't add anything to the plot' #funny how no one says 'fluff doesn't add anything to the plot' #the plot??? i thought we were here to enjoy our muses interacting with each other. #also this post/these tags aren't about any of my mutuals #just the general attitude in the rpc when we discuss smut (and even ships) #feels very we have all internalised misogyny about 'romance fiction inferior because romance fiction aimed at women' #just because we don't hold misogynistic beliefs #doesn't mean this isn't related to misogyny #i'm talking to myself as much as anyone else here as well #whenever i talk about wanting to write romantic ships or smut #i feel the urge to disclaimer that i enjoy platonic roleplay as much #why so defensive about it? #why would it be a bad thing if someone did enjoy ships/smut more? #why would writing smut in particular be somehow less valuable than writing any other genre? #i can't think of any other reason than internalised 'romance is inferior to Real Literature (because romance aimed at women)' rhetoric #like obviously we do not actually BELIEVE that #but MOST OF US have some kind of? shame? the need to disclaimer it's not all we want to write? #when it comes to ships and/or smut #i think that is where that shame comes from #mind you i am only talking about people who even want to write ships and/or smut #and like the internalised 'this is inferior?' belief about it that we don't actively THINK about but we enbody in how we talk about ships #not wanting to write ships and/or smut is totally valid of course #and stating you do not have an interest/have less of an interest in writing ships/smut is Good #communicating preferences cool #just to reiterate: i am not mutuals with anyone whom i believe to actually believe ships/smut is 'inferior' #i'm not talking about You if you think i am #i am just trying to interrogate the kind of rhetoric MOST OF US (myself included) use about ships/smut #and ponder on the reasons for that #; extra guidelines #well it goes on the tag now

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i do enjoy "living weapon" characters but specifically living weapons who did in fact do absolutely horrific things which at least a part of them enjoyed and thought was good and right at the time, and that no amount of not knowing any better or guilt they feel in hindsight will ever make up for. i love living weapons who are "irredeemable", and no it's not their fault that they were made that way or pointed in the directions they were by the hand that wielded them, and yes they are victims, but so were their victims. living weapons who some people will never be able to forgive, but who still wake up every day and try to do better than what's expected of them. a sword that uses its blade to cut wheat to make bread for the people who once lived in fear of its arc falling on their heads.

#; for the new unicorn ❯ izzy hands ❪ character study. ❫ #; izzy hands ❪ muse. ❫

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me: is it saturday or sunday me at me: it's thursday havu

#; outofsmoke #if you wanted to know where my brain was at

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kidnapping positions

send one for a starter featuring my muse, your muse or both of our muses (feel free to specify)...

duct taped to a chair

drenched with water & regularly half-drowned to keep them semi-conscious at most

tied somewhere with rising water levels

in the trunk of a car

in the back of a truck

in the back of a police vehicle

in the backseat of a car, trying to draw other drivers' attention

buried alive in a car/other vehicle

buried alive in a coffin (or casket, or burial shroud, etc)

strapped to a table & chemically restrained

strapped to a table & being operated on

strapped to a table & being tortured/injured for information

chained to a wall in a cold room

chained to the ceiling so they have to stand on tip-toes to reach the ground

locked in a small container (fridge, freezer, storage chest)

duct taped & gagged in a cupboard

duct taped & gagged in a bathroom

duct taped & gagged in another part of a house, basement or mansion

dumped in a river (possibly drugged, duct taped, etc)

left in a dumpster (possibly drugged, duct taped, etc)

left for dead in this creative way: (fill in the blank)

having just escaped from their kidnapper and badly needing food/water/medical attention/etc

having just escaped from their kidnapper and making that first phonecall home to say hello, I'm alive

having just escaped from their kidnapper and making the decision to turn back around to help (another muse) escape, as well

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oh, i feeeeel like i've said this on his pages? i definitely will put it in his dossier/notes tab if it isn't there already, but: izzy will eventually lose his leg in every single verse i have for him. if you see me writing izzy without a prosthetic leg, it's simply earlier in the timeline. seeing as his leg has to be amputated way over halfway through ofmd canon, i incorporate the same to his other verses. in mass effect, generally it'll be some edward-gone-wrong middle of a mission thing, and izzy proving himself to be on the side of the normandy crew by wrangling ed and forcing him to come back to his senses, they grapple, handwavy details, some structure ends up collapsing trapping izzy so that his leg has to be amputated on site. in modern, there's no set default yet, but since he's a security guard, it could be something on the job. but like. rest assured that i'm not erasing izzy's disability in any of my verses; there's going to be story reasons for him ending up with a prosthetic leg in every single verse.

#like yes the quality of his prothetic leg is going to be a lot better in something like mass effect #but i do not want him even there to ever regain full mobility to the extent of what it was before. #i'm never going to write a magical disability fix kind of a thing even if it's a future scifi verse #if the character in canon is disabled #; izzy hands ❪ muse. ❫ #; izzy hands ❪ about. ❫

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still absolutely hilarious how i feel like sam's mass effect verse involvement is something that i know more of even than dean's mass effect verse... what with, i don't even write sam as a muse, and it's dean's verse lol.

#; outofsmoke #so many thoughts about sam as this supervillain biotic mercenary leader #possibly taking over eclipse after archangel recruit #and dean secretly being in contact with him all these years without telling anyone #without even telling any potential love interest #dean's second game loyalty mission involving sam going from regular superpowered biotic merc #to his supervillain era #and like the obvious solution for shepard would be to kill sam #but this would lead into disloyal dean or even dean fucking off normandy a #hung up on his baby brother who he practically raised? seem #seems legit #but like sksksksksksksksks #i guess it's because dean is and always will be a tertiary muse for me #someone i like to write but definitely not someone who is easy to write or super fleshed out in comparison to primaries #IF I HAD VOICE FOR HIM I WOULD JUST PICK UP SAM AS A MUSE #i would have a mass effect verse for him ready and all looool #but i write a shitty as fuck sam so nope

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@qapsiel said: [ COMFORT ]: the sender, noticing a visibly upset receiver, solemnly moves to their side, and places a hand on their shoulder in an effort to comfort them. (For Charlie)

THE SHOULDER TOUCH    /    ACCEPTING ↷

Charlie  flinches visibly  when she’s touched, but quickly corrects her reaction by pressing her own hand on top of Castiel’s for a second as she turns to look at him.

❝ Hey, Cas, ❞    she says, and hastens to wipe the stray tears off her face with both hands. She laughs, uncomfortable in her vulnerable state, her heart still racing from her startle reaction at him touching her. She’s not afraid of Cas (how could she be? they’re  friends,  and he’s adorable), but she feels like she’s come back twitchier, all wrong. She’s not told any of them what was done to her in Heaven, but she wonders if he knows, being an angel and all.    ❝ Sorry, I’m fine, ❞    she’s quick to defend herself, with another nervous laugh.    ❝ You know. A little jumpy. Guess being dead does that to a person. ❞

#qapsiel #every hunter ever: iM FINE (is not fine) #; charlie bradbury ❪ muse. ❫ #; like a phoenix from the ashes ❯ charlie bradbury ❪ verse / resurrected. ❫ #; qapsiel / castiel & charlie / 001

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@hqlfbloods said: “I like you just like this, you know. You don’t have to be perfect.” ( the doctor [ 10, 11 or 13 ] to the tardis )

‘You Did Good’ prompts    /    ACCEPTING ↷

❝ So you’re saying I’m not perfect? ❞

She tiptoes around her console, in a circle, but somehow always on the opposite side from the Doctor, not stepping near her; she imagines it would be disorienting to watch, for anyone but her. Her tone has been playful, teasing, but now she’s adding an edge to it.    ❝ Perhaps, if you  stopped regenerating in the console room,  I wouldn’t have so many errors in my navigation systems! Do you ever think about what a chore repairing and redecorating here, is? Sometimes I want to delete your bedroom just to tell you how mad at you I am! Not that you visit there, nearly as much as you should. ❞    Oh, she loves her Doctor, but she’s not going to pass this chance to lecture at her, as if she, the TARDIS, were her mother.

#hqlfbloods #going with thirteen! #; the tardis ❪ muse. ❫ #; stole a time lord and ran away ❯ the tardis ❪ verse / main. ❫ #; hqlfbloods / thirteenth doctor & the tardis / 001

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The Collectors. Spending most of his time in the Terminus Systems, Ed knows better than to consider the Collectors a myth, like some Citadel Space people seem to believe. He’s never seen them, himself, but he’s met people who’ve claimed to have encountered their vessels. And, well, he’s certain of the Reapers’ existence, now. Two species, both regarded as myths by a lot of people, working together? He doesn’t have any idea what the Reapers might want, so the Collectors abducting human colonies doesn’t make it any more connected to him, but it seems plausible, either way.

He wrinkles his nose in distaste at the mention of slavers, but smiles, amused, at her telling him she can’t take a piss without it being considered classified. There’s definitely more to this woman than he usually thinks of these soldier-types.

Yet then, the amusement turns into a frown.    ❝ Cerberus? The terrorist organisation? ❞

OK, more surprises. Perhaps it’s not so strange how confidently she’s come to him, a pirate captain with a scary reputation, if she’s working for some sleazy, humanity-first terrorists. Yeah, OK, her objective sounds like something he agrees with, fuck anyone taking colonies of people of any species, fuck the Reapers, but...

❝ Not like you’re giving me much of a choice, ❞    he points out. He gathers his hair up into a messy bun as he sits up even straighter, no longer leaning back at all.    ❝ Sure. I’ll help you. Not ready for prison quite yet, and it sounds like it could be some good fun. But I don’t tango with what Cerberus stands for. I’ll fight for you, but don’t expect me to subscribe to that humans first bullcrap. ❞    He’s sure she knows his own crew isn’t all human itself. He has a handful of quarians on board, as well as a couple of turians, even a batarian cook.

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Balls might have been putting it mildly, but spine? Katrina had plenty of that in spades. His nonchalance would’ve been worrisome for anyone but her. She’d seen enough in life to not have to worry about one man.

“Don’t ask me. I didn’t give him the damn moniker,” she replied flatly. It was an annoying one, to say the least. Granted, the Illusive Man pissed her off every time he opened his damn mouth, but she wasn’t about to let on just how deeply she despised him. Keeping him at arm’s length was good enough. Edward was more trustworthy than him, and that was saying something. She was no stranger to people who worked on the shadier side of things, though; some of her closest allies had some very shady dealings…

She could tell he was curious, though she kept her gaze level and straightforward. “Sort of,” she admits, wrinkling her nose. “Details are a little more complicated than that, but you could say that. At least, we think it’s related to the Reapers. I’m sure you’ve heard the reports of human colonies disappearing. Newsflash: it’s not slavers. That I can confirm. The Collectors are behind it. And why the hell else would they kidnap entire colonies without a trace? At least slavers, you know what they’re up to.” Was she gauging him? Perhaps. Katrina had no love lost for slavers; she’d shoot them in cold blood without hesitation, most of the time.

“Besides, I’m a Council Spectre. Everything I do is some level of classified. I can’t take a piss without it being considered classified knowledge or a need-to-know basis.” A smirk twitched at the corners of her lips; it was partially true, after all. “But regardless. Cerberus is funding our mission.” Now that was what she needed to gauge. Did he agree with Cerberus, or was he reticent? Most would think she needed the former, but… it was the latter that was more likely to win her trust.

Now came the real question. “So… are you going to help, or should I just arrest you and call it a day? I’m not in the business of wasting my time.”

#serabellyms #; ed teach ❪ muse. ❫ #; dossier: blackbeard ❯ ed teach ❪ verse / mass effect. ❫ #; serabellyms / kat & ed / 001

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𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫𝐬 : a little assortment of action prompts for muses who may or may not hate each other. remember to tag your blood and violence. add +reverse to swap the roles.

[ 𝐧𝐨 𝐚𝐢𝐫 ] : sender is holding the receiver by the throat. [ 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐥 ] : receiver is on their knees in front of the victorious sender. [ 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 ] : exhausted from a battle, the receiver gives up resistance. [ 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 ] : sender attempts to stab the receiver. [ 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 ] : sender grabs the receiver by the hair. [ 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐞𝐬 ] : receiver is being held as captive by the sender. [ 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐩 ] : receiver finds the sender trapped and unable to escape from them. [ 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧 ] : sender is lifting captured receiver's chin up. [ 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 ] : sender breaks one of receiver's bones. [ 𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐝 ] : sender has made the receiver bleed. [ 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 ] : sender forces the receiver to watch their loved one die. [ 𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐝 ] : sender pins the receiver against a wall out of sheer rage. [ 𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐲 ] : sender spares receiver's life. [ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 ] : sender warns the receiver to not antagonize them. [ 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬 ] : sender and receiver are sharing a kiss that draws blood. [ 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝 ] : receiver is trying to win sender's trust in order to escape later. [ 𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 ] : facing a greater threat, sender and receiver must work together.

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Send “Oh no you DON’T”   to grab my muse by the back of their collar to stop them from doing something stupid

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𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫𝐬 : a little assortment of action prompts for muses who may or may not hate each other. remember to tag your blood and violence. add +reverse to swap the roles.

[ 𝐧𝐨 𝐚𝐢𝐫 ] : sender is holding the receiver by the throat. [ 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐥 ] : receiver is on their knees in front of the victorious sender. [ 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 ] : exhausted from a battle, the receiver gives up resistance. [ 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 ] : sender attempts to stab the receiver. [ 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 ] : sender grabs the receiver by the hair. [ 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐞𝐬 ] : receiver is being held as captive by the sender. [ 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐩 ] : receiver finds the sender trapped and unable to escape from them. [ 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧 ] : sender is lifting captured receiver's chin up. [ 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 ] : sender breaks one of receiver's bones. [ 𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐝 ] : sender has made the receiver bleed. [ 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 ] : sender forces the receiver to watch their loved one die. [ 𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐝 ] : sender pins the receiver against a wall out of sheer rage. [ 𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐲 ] : sender spares receiver's life. [ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 ] : sender warns the receiver to not antagonize them. [ 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬 ] : sender and receiver are sharing a kiss that draws blood. [ 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝 ] : receiver is trying to win sender's trust in order to escape later. [ 𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 ] : facing a greater threat, sender and receiver must work together.

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@serabellyms said: [COMFORT]: sender cups a distressed receiver's face in their hands and steadies them by resting their foreheads together. + reverse - kat & garrus 🥺

REASONS TO CUP A FACE    /    ACCEPTING ↷

❝ Shepard? ❞    His uninjured mandible twitches, pressing tight against his face in concern & tension. What does one do with a visibly distressed commanding officer?

Garrus is not sure she even hears him. His subvocals emit a stress-chirp, beyond human hearing range. What does one do? It doesn’t feel appropriate to touch her; he’s not sure where their boundaries lie.

What does one do with a visibly distressed close friend? Spirits, that’s what he should have asked himself to begin with.  That is easier.  How is it, that after all this time, even with how easy their camaraderie and banter is, even after all the sincere talks they’ve had, it’s so hard for him to know when to be a friend, when a squad member? This isn’t the Hierarchy, where rules & customs are clear, where one’s place in society is one’s rank. This is a friendship... and this is deep care, such that, for him, has long since ventured beyond friendship alone. The way he grieved her. They way he loves her, from afar yet from right by her side.

❝ Look at me, ❞    he says, voice low and steady. He rests his hands at her face, gently guiding her head.    ❝ I’m right here. ❞    He can’t promise her that it will all be OK.

So he does the only thing he thinks to do; leaning down to meet her, he touches his forehead to hers. The gesture is one of profound intimacy, yet he feels comfortable, natural, offering it; he loves her, yes, but... It is not over the line? He’s wanting to tell her she’s not alone. Turian parents and children do it, turian friends do it; just because he’s in love with her... doesn’t make this inappropriate? No. Of course not. Silly, feeling such a need to justify it to himself. Her skin is cool against his. And oh so alive.

#serabellyms #PINING. #; garrus vakarian ❪ muse. ❫ #; just like old times ❯ garrus vakarian ❪ verse / second game. ❫ #; serabellyms / kat & garrus / 004

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So Lucius isn’t an expert in turian body language, but he’s pretty sure he gets to be pleased with himself at the reaction he’s invoked from the Spectre. ’Sides, how else would he learn than by engaging... not that he’s particularly motivated by turian body language, and the study of such, this very moment. Well, maybe... in a sense...

He waves a hand, more draped over than simply leaning onto a wall.    ❝ Personal, ❞    he says, with an ease.    ❝ You’re making it very hard for me to focus, with those intense eyes, the confidence and purpose you carry yourself with... ❞    Well, Nihlus is receptive, so Lucius decides to go all in, for it. If he could sense any discomfort, he’d stop, but they’ve got some fun little banter under their belts from the past few weeks; he’s just kicking it up a notch... or several...    ❝ Don’t even get me started on the sound of your dual-tones. ❞    He may have had a fantasy or two. Involving himself as the cause of some... different noises from Nihlus.

He is pushing it a bit far, though, so he softens his gaze, speaks with sincerity,    ❝ I don’t mean to make you uncomfortable, though. Just say the word and I’ll never mention it again. ❞    He’s a confident flirt, but he might be missing some cues, here, that he wouldn’t, with a human. He’d rather be careful than risk unsolicited flirtations, no matter how lighthearted; there aren’t many worse feelings than learning you unintentionally made someone uncomfortable by such advances, for Lucius. Beneath the exaggeratedly flamboyant way he carries himself, he cares a whole lot.

@smokedanced asked: ❛ it's actually unfair how fucking sexy you are. ❜ / lucius for nihlus just-

A surprised laugh rumbles deep in his chest as he lifts his gaze from the datapad he was reading to look at the human, subconsciously angling his head just enough to show off the length of his fringe while shifting his weight to jut one hip out. A single browplate raises high, his mandibles fluttering in bemusement as he teases, "I wasn't aware humans had a scale of how fair it was to be sexy. Or is it something more personal, Mr. Spriggs?"

#anderwhohn #luCIUS #; lucius spriggs ❪ muse. ❫ #; lucius spriggs ❪ verse / mass effect. ❫ #; anderwhohn / nihlus & lucius / 001

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                                          @flownintothesun    /    cont. from ↷

❝ Fuck off. ❞

Izzy shakes the two men off of him as they let him go, but he’s looking at this brat of a Captain, addressing his words to him. They hold more habit than anger; he’s not broken down, far from it, but  he is tired.  Exiled by Edward, a prisoner on this ship...

He barks a laugh.    ❝ Fuck off, ❞    he repeats, in a mixture of amusement and snarling,    ❝ even if I knew I wouldn’t tell you. I’d rather walk the fucking plank than tell you. What is it, can’t keep your crew in line? Blackbeard raiding all the ships you wanted for yourself? Might as well kill me now; I don’t know what the hell he’s doing and clearly he doesn’t give a fuck about me. ❞    Fuck this ship and this Captain, give him death.

#flownintothesun #; izzy hands ❪ muse. ❫ #; izzy hands ❪ verse / main. ❫ #; flownintothesun / westley & izzy / 002

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@rubiesintherough said: “Restrained?” ( aedus / iris )

Send me “Restrained” + a number for a starter in which one or both of our characters are...    /    Or send “Restrained?” for a randomly generated number    /    4. In a cage    /    ACCEPTING ↷

Shit, she knew she  shouldn’t have trusted him.  She hadn’t trusted him, she’d not had a choice but to let him help her, she’d have bled out. But he’d treated her nicely, been perfectly polite and hospitable, and she... had let her guard down? It doesn’t make any sense. Why not do this to begin with? She’s been unconscious and asleep around him, she... Is it some sort of a mind game he’s playing? Make her begin to trust him, only to... She’s not sure what happened; it doesn’t feel like she’s been knocked out. But somehow she’s come to, locked in a cage, somewhere dark and damp and...

❝ Aedus? ❞

She can barely see him, in a cage that looks identical to hers, on the other side of the room.  OK. Not his doing.  ...Doesn’t really look anything like his home, here, anyway.

What the hell.

Her cage is small, like for a dog; she can crouch and move around a little, but it’s too low for her to stand up. The bottom is solid, the top the same type of a grid than the walls. She can think of more people who would want to hurt her due to her associations than she can count, but... the both of them?

#rubiesintherough #i just picked one that i liked lol #i was like. hold up i have icons for this #; iris hunt ❪ muse. ❫ #; in her remains ❯ iris hunt ❪ verse / multifandom. ❫ #; rubiesintherough / aedus & iris / 002