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[healbellls]

𝐑𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 & 𝐌𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

♛ 𝑬𝒔𝒕. 2023 Follows back from Vanillahub Low-activity Stuck with beta-editor + Xkit Rewritten

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Muses originally from several old blogs in the PokeRPC: Forgxtemall, Forgxtmxnot, Heartbxnd, Bxrryjxn, Dreiiikxn, etc. Some of these muses date as back as 2017!

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[court-of-pokemuses]

Send a 👫and I’ll write four headcanons I have about our muse’s relationship DO EUSINE AND MORTY!

Send a 👫and I’ll write four headcanons I have about our muse’s relationship

-Original Open-

1. Eusine is wanting to propose to Morty but he’s trying to find the right time, and more importantly he’s thinking way too hard about making it as fabulous and wonderful that the plans are kind of a scattered mess right now.

2. He was the first person to join Morty’s hate train against Karen. He didn’t even hear the reason he just heard that Morty hated her and decided to as well. Now it’s practically something he genuinely enjoys doing if it means defending Morty. 

3. When they were kids he would always draw pictures of him with suicune and Morty with Ho-oh. Variations are extensive too with them as super heroes, them fighting with them, all kinds of things and he still has them some place in his house. 

4. When it comes to pokemon he’s gotten used to genera’s antics and their pokemon all get along fairly well with each other. Morty always wins when they battle though every time.

#ask box reply #heartbxnd #eusine

[obliviouskind]

REQUIEM  ASKS  /  WRITING  EXERCISES (made into separate posts for reading ease)

@heartbxnd​ (as well as @shiirakeru​) asked: pie jesu - imagine someone asks your muse “what have you become?” write how they respond to that question. (1/3)

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There are several answers to this question, all of which depend on who it is that asks. A stranger, or a perceived stranger – would perhaps not even get an answer. Over dinner, with a glass of wine within his hand; he might play nice and jokingly say that he has become “tipsy.”

Cynthia very well could be left with the same treatment, as she deserved no less. Never did Cyrus feel himself obligated to answer to her as he had at the tender age of seventeen. With small, feminine fingers wading through locks of ocean blue as chaste kisses were dotted upon his flesh – it had felt wrong to leave her wanting. --“What have you become?” She could ask – and Cyrus would say nothing.

“What have you become?” She could press, and he would tell her that he has become exactly who she always had wanted him to be.

A Nechayev.

Hers.

…

His mother, dearest Fauve who became a bride for someone who could not love her as she wanted him to – had she posed the question to him in his youth, then his answer very well could’ve been “a choir boy, you wanted me to sing, didn’t you?”

Upon his return, back into the land of Sinnoh no longer tainted by the name of his father and his past deeds – had Fauve asked him what he had become, then Cyrus would give his answer with a heavy heart. With her hands grasped within his own, carefully seated upon the ottoman of which never had been used in his youth: he would admit that he had become something she wouldn’t have been proud of.

But that he never had expected her to feel any sort of way for him, no matter what he had done.

…

Had Father Orlov asked him this question – “What have you become, my dear Cyrus? What is it that you have done?” then, for the first time, Cyrus would feel shame. Would feel true, earnest regret for his actions; for he knew them to have been wrong. That his heart was led astray towards He whom eventually stopped him from reaching his goal – and wouldn’t truly know how or where to begin.

Mimicking the act of which he had done countless times under the guiding light of his sun, Cyrus – Damian – would settle on his knees onto floors cut from stone. With his hands, clasped before his chest and his head hung low. --The ghost of a touch long forgotten, wading through his snow specked locks.

And he would confess, that he had done and become everything and nothing all at once; and it all had been pointless.

And forgiveness in the eyes of God, would be sought.

#(ic - muse) #-games- #about #Nymphic Nature - Mother #Guiding Sunlight - Father Orlov #heartbxnd #shiirakeru #i figured these worked better as separate posts as #i get lenghty with them

[pkmnsdarkqueen]

Blessings of a Bird

(Just a ‘what if’ drabble, a bit long tho)

@heartbxnd​

@cacophonyofsouls​

Writober day 19: Trickery

“You’re fucking kidding me right!?”

“What part of this looks like a joke Karen I have every right to evict you from the area.”

“Morty this is the WOODS. The woods Morty! It’s practically public property!”

Karen screamed back at him. She was utterly dumbfounded by this latest stunt. A week ago he’d finally caught how she was slipping into the Bell Tower. It was unfortunate since that was the best place for her and Ho-oh to meet, but the two of them had agreed on a different place to meet up after that. 

The new place wasn’t far from the tower since Ho-oh was partial to it. The place was a small spot in the woods with some cleared out brush along with some nice scenery. That was where she was heading, and was excited to hang out with the bird as per usual. Instead though Morty was now scooping out the area telling her she wasn’t even allowed here. 

Needless to say Karen was livid thus starting their fight. Neither of them seemed to be willing to budge though with Morty now reaching for a pokeball. His gengar was quick to come to his side after the ball was dropped. It hissed at Karen who at this point was glaring daggers at them. 

“Karen I will use force.”

“And you’ll get destroyed like every other time.”

“I’ve been reasonable-”

“Bull shit Morty.”

“I don’t care what you think of it Karen. I’ve been working on getting permission to have you banned from the city. I’m going to use all of your constant rule breaking against you, so consider it over. Personally I think your presence should of been all I needed, but now I have legal back up. I’ll still have to disinfect the whole tower though. After all the holy sanctity of the place is impossible to keep with such filth around it.”

He remarked. The snide smile combined with such biting words were sticking nerves in Karen. Anger prickled at the edge of her mind as she felt her fingers curl into a fist. Such an insignificant speck was all he was, and her bones ached to snap some of his. If he wanted to ‘clean’ the place from her then she felt such a strong want to give him a real mess to clean up. 

Before she could even quell her bubbling anger a shadow passed over her. With her muscles still as she held herself back from sending a punch at him Karen picked up on a presence behind her. Not only could she feel a familiar wash of comfort, but Morty’s expression drastically shifted. 

His cocky smirk slipped to confusion first, and then came the shock. An utterly jaw dropping revelation that caused his eyes to widen in awe and respect as he stepped back slightly. His eyes were above her as words failed to reach his lips. While he was looking dead at the pokemon Karen was able to make them out by the silhouette on the ground in front of her. 

Her anger started to subside as a new emotion began to take over, fear. 

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“So....he despises you for taking Agatha’s position in the league? Isn’t someone stronger supposed to replace other people?”

Ho-oh asked turning his face towards the woman. Karen sighed nodding her head. The two of them had unofficially been kicked out of the tower again. Well Karen had, by Morty, who has banned her from going to the tower outright. That rule had been implemented ages ago, but Karen had her ways of sneaking in. It seemed that Morty had been one step ahead of her today though waiting for her when she got in. Thus leading to her getting escorted out meaning they had to meet out in the open. 

Normally Karen would be glad to spend time outdoors with someone. The only problem was that this wasn’t just anyone. This was Ho-oh, and their conversations were safer indoors, on top of the tower where no one would bother them. 

“.....It only goes to prove how unforgiving humanity is. My past is wrong, I know that. Though things like this? I can’t even win by playing the game how I’m supposed to. How messed up is that?”

Karen pointed out.

“Tch, hm I wonder how he’d react if a certain bird was to come to you.”

He taunted. There was a grin on his face imagining the punch of humility that’d give the gym leader. It might ruffle some feathers though would a short appearance really hurt anything? Next to him Karen chuckled envisioning the same scene but shook her head. 

“It’s an amusing thought, but seriously don’t do that. If his jealousy is anything to go off you showing up to me would destroy him.”

“Well maybe he needs a good destroying.”

“No, hey I’m serious. Don’t do it.”

She urged sitting up now. Her tone had lowered as she made her point. All Sense of humor had left her voice as she locked eyes with him wanting to drive her point home. Ho-oh met her gaze quiet for a long moment before sighing. 

“Right, right, fine. I guess I’ll just put up with my imagination.”

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“H...Ho...Ho-oh...”

Morty stammered out seeming to shake before taking one knee to the ground. However as he went to bow his mind seemed to connect the pieces. It was behind Karen, but it wasn’t just behind her it now rested it’s beak on her shoulder. Then there was her hand. It was on the beak, it was petting Ho-oh as if...as they....

......

.....

NO!

“I’ll accept that ban Morty.”

Karen broke in finally. For the first time Morty witnessed Karen’s confidence falter as she nervously shifted her gaze to the ground, and her voice cracked. At some point she had released her tropius from it’s pokeball which stood next to her. 

The elite never felt fear toward the gym leader until this moment. She wanted to be gone, now. She recognized how dangerous the situation one, and behind Morty’s shocked expression his jealousy was rising. Karen saw the monster clawing free behind him, and knew they needed to leave before it came bursting free. Without a word she climbed on her tropius passing a look at Ho-oh. From his expression he was realizing what emotions had now been unleashed. It was too late though to box that up, and as Karen took off the pokemon stared a moment longer before turning it’s face from Morty to fly away. 

#cacophonyofsouls #heartbxnd #writober2k19entry #day 19

[glimmeringinstinct]

Send a ◈ for a first kiss between our muses. !!

There wasn’t one first kiss.

Every kiss was the first for a while.

The first on the cheek.

The first on the hand.

The first on the lips.

The first in the morning.

The first in the night.

The first in the sun, the first in the rain, the first had while admiring the sunrise and sunset.

And every one of those is vividly imprinted in Spark’s memory. He could close his eyes and remember- if not the exact circumstances, the feeling of that first, every first. The breathtaking caution, the exhilarating moment of throwing it to the wind, touching, loving, knowing.

And every time he kisses Morty, there’s that feeling- of a first, of a last, of everything in between.

It never gets less vivid.

#mini drabble #ask meme #vaniverse #heartbxnd

[tm27s]

heartbxnd replied to your post.

Lance vc: If you pick me as a son, you’re fired alongside with everyone else.

koga vc: i can’t believe my second hates me

#heartbxnd #( ooc . ) #*

[backblade]

1 4 6!

1. OTP(s) for your muse?

Look Man. I’m a huge tomoken stan. But specifically for this blog??? I love @bravedfate‘s Kaoru, @akumanoken Okita souji, and a more private thread with a Saitou

4. Are you oc shipping friendly?

Yes and Yes. Kenshin needs love and I will let all give it to him !!!!!

6. Do you have an OT3 for your muse? Are you open to polyshipping?

Not too sure sure Kenshin will be into it, but I am open to it. 

#heartbxnd #[ ⌿ ᴼʳᵒˀ: inbox ]

[plethoraofpokegals-archive]

About your muse: ❤️ Hikari to Barry

about your muse | open to mutuals | @forgxtemall

I would kill for you. • I would make love to you. • I would fuck you. • I would protect you. • I would hurt you for a selfish cause. • I wish we had more in common. • I want nothing to do with you. • I want to see you cry. • I want a future with you. • I want to destroy your future. • I do not care what you do. • I am indifferent towards you. • I want children with you. • I love you ( platonically ) • I love you ( romantically ) • I love you life family. • You are my family. • I could fall in love with you. • I would lie for you. • I would fight by your side. • I will never let you go. • I would hold you while you cried. • I would hug you. • I want to kiss you. • I would stay by your bedside if you were ill. • I want to fall asleep with you in my arms. • I want to forget you. • I will never forget you. • I only want to make you proud. • I wish I could make you happy. • You deserve nothing. • I will never forgive you. • You confuse me.

#heartbxnd #asks #look with your heart (m: hikari)

[dragonmasterlance]

Halloween is in a few days, and he is ready to pelt kids with candy- AGAIN. //ARC I MISS U AAA

“Using a slingshot to give children candy is still a bad idea no matter how satisfying it would be. Stick to throwing it by hand from the window.”

#heartbxnd #(Surprise?)

[forstrength]

 🍲 Some soup! Dw Silv Morty didn't cook this so you are safe!

“So… I’m guessing Spark made this one.”

@forgxtemall

#vaniverse #heartbxnd

[dragoncaper]

Morty's Gengar is eyeing Lance's pile of paperwork, and is widely grinning at the poor soul!

@heartbxnd

Kazul is eyeing Gengar. This creature looks annoying. Why, exactly, has it been allowed in her domain? How very rude. She slides onto the desk and curls herself around the pile, setting her head on top. Leave, plebeian. Only she and Marroshok are allowed to touch this desk.

#pokemusesvani #heartbxnd #Kazul may be a baby Dratini #but she has standards Gengar.

[court-of-pokemuses]

I’m serious about this lead Morty. I think it really might be something. There was an eye witness this time.”

Eusine pushed as he trudged through another large patch of grass. Currently the two of them were on the banks of the Lake of Rage. Despite the rougher area that he was going through he had the same dramatic fashion sense. With purple pressed shorts, and a white button up the man still had on his cape. One smart decision he had was the tall rubber boots to keep the high amount of mud they were sinking in.

So far they'd been walking around for an hour or two with no luck in finding anything of note. He was claiming that someplace suicune was running around here, and while the claim wasn’t knew he was as energized about it as he was with any possible lead. As they walked he was polite enough to hold branches and such aside for his friend. 

“Come on Morty keep up, would you?”

@heartbxnd

#rp #heartbxnd

[obliviouskind]

REQUIEM  ASKS  /  WRITING  EXERCISES (made into separate posts for reading ease)

@heartbxnd​ asked: tuba mirum - what does your muse look forward to most about growing old/er? (2/3)

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Once upon a time, Cyrus’s answer to this question would’ve been very simple; there’s nothing that he looks forward to about growing older. To age past his prime – or perceived such prime – and fall into the trap of where you eventually become blind to your surroundings and culture. Within his quest to become the world’s messiah, a title promised to him by not only himself, the issue of aging above his station was unfounded and unnecessary and a concern he felt no need to consider. In the world he would create, time would not exist as it had and therefor, he would not be touched by it. --But like that of a teenager turned adult whom had thought they would commit suicide before eighteen – once Cyrus came to terms with his ‘loss’, so to speak… There was little future for him to see. To look forward to, to long for.

It all was empty.

And, admittedly, that emptiness still sit within him to this day. Three years to some would perhaps be enough, to get back onto their feet and find meaning once more. But Cyrus is stagnant in his development, generally by his own choice and unwillingness to truly move past the matters that haunt him. And for it, to grow older isn’t something he looks forward to still.

With age, come forced ignorance. With age, comes health issues that haunt his father’s side of the family that unquestionably will destroy him from within in due time.

With age, comes death.

… However, Cyrus does hold some hope for the future to come; namely, for the time when he can once more return back to the land he once tried to destroy. There is delight in that prospect, to be reunited with something he currently is separated from – and the familiarity of what awaits him keeps him on his best behavior. So one could say that, within that longing – growing older is inevitable.

So, Cyrus – Damian – longs for to the life he may pick up once he’s allowed back home, and all that that entails.  

#(ic - muse) #-games- #about #heartbxnd #i dont wanna be tooooo specific about it all so take this as it is haha

[littlesilverplatinum]

☆ What are some the perks with the fandom you’re currently in?

THE HELLA SWEET MUNDAY MEMEOne day after because… Time zones.@heartbxnd

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☆ Whatare some the perks with the fandom you’re currently in?

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The Pokémonfandom is by far the most enjoyable community I have come acrossin my roleplaying years, and that could be because I have only been in one other before it – which has, y’know,a bit of a mixed reputation. But I wouldn’tsay there’s any perks, to it comparedto others? Granted, from my point of view it’s a very quiet and drama freecommunity – but that is by choice,and not by design. As my previous munday reply… I have picked what I’m willing to have on my dash and it has made theexperience so much greater than it otherwise would’ve been.

I suppose one thing to say, though, is thatpeople are very interested in eachother’s muses/oc’s and it’s great tosee it being so inviting to new people who enter the community. It’s not shutdown (besides perhaps… circles outside ofwhat I can see?) in groups of ‘popular’blogs who you have to gain the approvalof to be part of the community – so y’know, that’s nice.

#(ooc - mun) #-games- #heartbxnd

[pkmnsdarkqueen]

❣️ ❣️❣️❣️❣️ ❣️❣️❣️❣️ ❣️❣️❣️❣️ ❣️❣️❣️

send ❣️ if you think my muse is well-written!

Why howdy ho friend! You’re another account that I have given alot of praise to, but I don’t mind giving more! Ok so while Karen and Morty can’t go interacting much except yo we hate each other I still love that. I love how not all of your characters are here to be liked, or loved like so many other people aim for. Your characters are who they are, some of them being butts and they stay true to that. It doesn’t matter if someone likes it or not, or their ship is unable to happen, you stay true to the characters that you envisioned them to be. I really enjoy that aspect and will praise it a million times over especially since it really provides contrast when there is another character on the dash who behaves in a different manner. I also love the fact that you rp the older people in the franchise. They deserve love too and you give them that which I respect. The old people are cool, useful, and not every character has to be a bombshell. I love what you do man, and keep it up!

#heartbxnd #ask box reply

[tcpdog]

Lance ;)

put a name in my inbox and my muse will answer  //  accepting

How interested they are in having sex with them:  curious more than anything, to see how the fabled leader of the elite four and ‘dragon master’ is underneath the sheets.How much they would pay (or have to be paid) to have sex with them:  money is immaterial to Archer at this point. he’d basically need some way of ensuring that Lance won’t try (or at least can’t succeed) to bring him to the authorities.If they would rather bottom or top them:  top, if only because he does not trust Lance enough to comfortably bottom for him without certain “insurances”.How good they think they would be:  skill on the battlefield doesn’t translate to skill in the bedroom, but Archer will give him the benefit of the doubt and assume he’s probably pretty good.If they’d prefer kitchen counter, wall, or shower sex with them:  wall; would not let Lance into his kitchen or his shower, lmao.If they’d fuck, have sex, or make love:  hatefuck.If they were going to make it a threesome, the third person they’d pick:  no one, Archer typically doesn’t do threesomes. (though he might have Proton nearby, again for ‘insurance’)If they think there’s ever a possibility that it would happen:  very doubtful; Lance is too much of a coward. ;)

#wxtaru #⊰ Ꜳ ⊱ ⋮ ❛ testing! testing 1‚ 2‚ 3... ⸢ ANSWERS ⸥ #suggestive cw #heartbxnd