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#Maybe a modern verse.
drieddpetals · 7 months
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just had the random thought of... what if people from certain spiderverse dimensions come to ones in the future (or vice versa) and get viruses from the future and accidentally bring them back to their dimension?? 😭😭 like what if spider noir went to gwen's dimension and he got covid?? is that even allowed???? now i'm thinking there's gotta be some kind of spider society disease control bc i feel like this is a serious issue
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mihrsuri · 16 days
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I was thinking about what a modern!au Elizabeth Tudors room vibes might be like and anyway @theladyelizabeth any thoughts?
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lastoneout · 2 years
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help I’m addicted to making aus
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caemthe · 1 month
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A few useless fun facts about my muses:
Cú paints his nails black. His aunt started doing it when he was little so he would hopefully lose the habit of biting his nails. It worked, but he still paints his nails black religiously (just like dying his hair blue) because he has grown used to the sight, and them in their natural state weird him out.
Dee has that one vivienne westwood silver horn tiara. Cú was the one who gave it to her (as a gift a month after her birthday, once he learned about it). It's the most expensive piece of jewelry she owns. Funnily enough, Pat also got her the armor ring the very same day.
Pat has been wearing a subtle fragrance for a couple of years now that is honestly amazing, straight up 'hey, what the fuck, come closer for a second, will ya?' top-tier. It's his trademark now, but he's gatekeeping the brand for no reason. Still, it's pretty nice to borrow his jackets and hoodies.
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kiigan · 2 months
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five word prompts @fighterbound/Naruto said: “great. perfect. nice. fuck this.”
To be said of many things, he supposes.
ㅤNaruto's heartfelt outburst garners them some odd looks from the passers-by, a mix of amusement and confusion; something that Itachi doesn't bother paying attention to. Surely, people have better things to do at beach than to snoop around and eavesdrop on the conversations of strangers. They would have better things to do, just as much... yet, between Itachi preferring to avoid long exposure under the bright sun, lest his lungs decide it's perfect opportunity to again erupt in a fit of [potentially literally] bloody coughing, and Naruto seemingly sinking into a miffed mood, here they are instead.
ㅤWhich, granted, is by no means anything that bad. The shade of the parasol is very nice, so is the mix of iced tea and coffee they grabbed before, on their way towards the stretch of softly grained sand and the endless expanse of beautiful ocean. Now that the younger one has voiced his woes in such blatant manner, however, Itachi figures it's a time as good as any to get to the heart of the matter.
ㅤ«Agreed,» he starts by saying, playfully poking at the other's ribs with his elbow. «but I feel like I need more context. Who or what is getting fucked, and why?»
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stillsolo · 4 months
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GET TO KNOW THE WRITER
BOLD OR COLORIZE WHAT ALWAYS APPLIES TO YOU, ITALICIZE WHAT SOMETIMES APPLIES TO YOU, AND STRIKE THROUGH WHAT WILL NEVER APPLY TO YOU.
I RUN: lots of blogs || A FEW BLOGS || just this one
I FOLLOW BACK: muses in the same fandom || only muses who interest me || fandomless muses || FRIENDS OF MUTUALS || only members of a closed rp group || EVERYONE
I AM ACTIVE: more days than not || as often as not || some days here and there || DEPENDING ON MY school SCHEDULE || rarely || I'm often lurking even if I seem inactive
I LIKE TO WRITE THESE THEMES: FLUFF || ANGST || ACTION || casual interactions || INTENSE INTERACTIONS || CRACK || FIRST MEETINGS || PLATONIC RP || SHIPPING/ROMANTIC RP || THREADS || ASK MEMES || PROMPTS
I PREFER ROLEPLAYS THAT ARE: one-liners || single-para threads || MULTI-PARA THREADS || NOVELLA || different lengths depending on my mood
FOR SHIPPING, I AM: MULTISHIP || single ship || poly ship || no ship || plotted ships only || OPEN TO NEW SHIPS || not looking for new ships || mostly or exclusively looking for high engagement ship partners || mostly or exclusively looking for casual or low engagement ship partners || not picky about ships || SOMEWHAT PICKY ABOUT SHIPS || extremely picky about ships
I LIKE TO PLOT: everything || most interactions || some interactions || first interactions || nothing || threads || everything except memes and crack || ships || family relationships || HISTORY/BACKSTORY FOR OUR MUSES
TALK TO ME OUT OF CHARACTER: ANYTIME || TO PLOT || IF YOU'RE CONFUSED OR HAVE QUESTIONS IN GENERAL || to remind me to reply || sparingly || only if it's really important
I GIVE ALTERNATIVE CONTACT METHODS (discord / social media) TO: FRIENDS || mutuals || anyone who asks || PEOPLE I'VE SPENT A LOT OF TIME TALKING TO ALREADY || SHIP PARTNERS || members of a certain rp group || no one
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`➠⠀:⠀⠀ ACQUIRED FROM :⠀⠀@valorums thank you for thinking of me!!
TAGGING : @techniiciian @desiccation @sgterso @strcngered @forcenexus / @magikborn @alootus @vibraea @desireandduty @jundlcndwastes & whoever wants to do this!!
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alliluyevas · 4 months
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did anyone else read the dreamer webcomic back in the day. it's basically like if outlander was YA and a graphic novel and it was the american revolution instead of ye olde scotland. sudden wave of nostalgia but also. the main character is not supposed to be a history person or anything but she also doesn't like. look up anyone she's met in the past after going back to the present until it's too late. if i got isekai'd back to 1777 in my sleep the first thing i'd do upon waking is google every single solitary person i met back then to find out if there was any documentation of them. i do my research folks!
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honorhearted · 2 years
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@therapardalis | continued from (x)
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With the adrenaline coursing through his veins, it was only now that Ben realized he was gazing down the barrel of a c.ocked p.istol. The m.uzzle glinted faintly within the moonlight, and though a part of him wished to laugh, he’d witnessed firsthand that Thera could certainly handle herself with one of these w.eapons.
When she finally tucked it away, Ben exhaled and moved farther into the room. “What number is that now? Three? Because I’m pretty sure you’ve done that to me three times now,” he said, but without any true malice.
While Thera turned to fetch her clothes, he huffed and arched a brow. “I wouldn’t have been stupid enough to come here, if that were the case,” he assured her. “I wasn’t followed. I took my time, just to be sure.”
Heading over to assist, he started grabbing up her belongings, and then (perhaps none-too-gently) deposited them onto her bed. “I doubt they know of your role in this,” he said. “Women don’t tend to be viewed as capable of masterminding these sorts of things, so we should be safe here.”
For now.
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recitedemise · 3 months
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MODERN VERSE. (the number of worlds as infinite are as the cosmos.) Gale Dekarios, hailing from Waterdeep (or England, all Greek heritage if it's rooted in reality), is a professor with a doctorate in illusionary magics (or, if magic isn't real, then astrophysics) in the University of Baldur's Gate (or Berkeley). He's incredibly decorated, a prodigy in his field turned a credited pillar in the realm of academia. Gale is of accomplishment, a recognized voice among his peers, and that, as rumors claim, is for his relationship with Mystra, the department head of magic (or the natural sciences) of the university where he currently teaches. Unbeknownst to most everyone, Mystra had first met Gale during his last year in further education taking some pre-college courses. At the time, an impressionable, bright-eyed eighteen year old, his grades, resume, and notable accomplishments had very unfortunately caught her interest. There, Mystra lent her aid, offering to tutor and mentor him to entice him to join the University. Of course, being an academic with no small amount of renown, the offers she presented weren't at all necessary; Gale, ensnared, was thoroughly convinced. From there, he pursued his degree under her very close supervision. One thing led to another, and a very unprofessional relationship cropped up between them, but considering the nature of said unprofessional relationship, no one, not a person, knew of the pair. Still, Gale was in love. Gale thought his love was returned. But during a project Mystra had forbade him to pursue, Gale, over-confident, had erred considerably, and for his troubles, found the netherese orb. Panicked, Gale went to Mystra, cursed tome held feverishly in his hands. Mystra, with cold eyes, told him she'd very plainly warned him, and without a care in the world, she took the book from his grasp, ended their relationship, and barred his growth. Now, Gale is chronically in pain, a deep throb pulsing around a cruelly-grooved chest. Mystra, of course, knows how to balm his ailment, but she very much believes one must live with their mistakes--and so, Gale, disillusioned, is left remarkably alone. He's living alone again. And his projects have been pulled. In fact, he's now no longer allowed to teach any field beyond illusion, and in the lowest point in his life, Gale is worn threadbare as anything, frustrated, confused, and incredibly stressed. Sensing a hostility between them, even the faculty can't help but to give their laughter. Now, they ask him where he'd scurry off to if not for Mystra's coat tails. Between that or the looks of passing sympathy, to be honest, Gale can't say which he hates more.
In a world without magic, the netherese orb isn't there to hurt him. Instead, Mystra breaks things off for his unauthorized research, something she calls a clear demonstration of his blatant disrespect. He has no book, and he has no magical ailment eating at his nerves. Rather, he'd rushed out of their then-shared home, clamoring into his car when she ordered him to leave. Utterly distraught and thoroughly distressed, it was shortly after this that Gale found himself struck by an inebriated driver, both glass and warped steel gnarling his chest. After some weeks, he'd recovered, of course, but not without a terrible scar above his sternum. Hurt flashes from it often, something in the manner of a phantom pain, and though finally recovered, Mystra's still barred him from progressing in his field. In fact, she'd not visited him once. Gale feels that keenly.
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a11sunday · 3 months
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In the space of one heartbeat to another I loved you and I was lost to you.  ( rouge & ace <3 )
stubby little fingers trace his mother's cheeks, across the expanse of freckles that speckle her skin. those very same freckles are on his own cheeks, growing darker and more vivid against his skin the longer he spends playing in the sun.
her words though not fully understood are enough to make him smile , enough to make him feel so completely loved and adored by @weatherwltch .
cuddling into her side as they bask in the warmth of the midday sun , grass poking through his shirt and prickling his skin, ace casts his gaze upwards to watch wispy clouds breeze by. he imagines they have shapes to them until they morph into all the shapes he wants to see ; sailboats, giant octopi, whales--- and he rambles all of this off.
" one day, mom, i'm gonna be a great pirate like you ! " meme.
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noxianwilled · 11 months
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kat would teach lux to swear in noxian tbh
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neverfittedin · 3 months
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@doubtsndemons asked: 📸 / from troy
Send a 📸 to see 3-5 pictures that my muse has/has taken of your muse(s)
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storybounded · 29 days
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oathwilled · 1 month
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modern verse paerin is honestly a huge secret fantasy nerd. high fantasy books like wheel of time etc? ren faires? tabletop rpgs? he'd larp his pretty heart out if he had half a chance
he hides it well behind big arms and a lumberjack beard tho
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cassmouse · 1 month
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Damn tryna play songs on the piano is HARD man. Like. I've played so much more complicated than this but because I'm tryna sing at the same time I just fuck up CONSTANTLY it's incredibly frustrating
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rooolt · 1 year
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Snippet from an eldermourne wip I may or may not ever finish, but liked a lot and wanted to share
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