#let me focus on ? ooc

[welcometogrouchland]

I'm going to be so real I do not understand tim & steph shippers who feel that Steph dating Tim again would save her character. You can make an argument that giving Tim a more compelling love interest would be beneficial for him! And you can at least make an argument that the fujo mischaracterization of Steph would stop. However she'd still, inevitably, be treated as a prop character/extension for someone more popular 😭 it also wouldn't make her appear in more books! Tim doesn't have many frequent appearances at the moment either! You can just say you like the couple and want them back together without acting like you have some kind of moral stance

[ask-bucciarati]

Mod // I read golden heart golden ring last night and what the fuck is this description of Mista? I’m laughing “his agility is like a wild beast”. “His torso is manly and athletic” who wrote this??

Did Mista write this himself?

If you haven’t read golden heart golden ring I recommend it it’s very cringe and has a couple unique stands in it.

I just can’t believe it took me this long to discover it existed.

[sunabeast]

LET’S SHIP!!! MESSY RELATIONSHIPS!!!! SOUL MATES !!!!!’ SOUL MATES BUT MESSY!!!!! POLY SHIT AND ONE NIGHT STANDS AND ARRANGED MARRIAGE AND SITUATIONSHIP AND PINING AND ANYTHING

[darabeatha]

/ I feel like my current struggle when it comes to this blog (or any of my multis but specifically this one, bc with my j.ojo's I'm vibing) is that I do have the passion for my characters, but my attention is all over the place because I have too many interests, too many muses, and all my muses come from very different backgrounds where there's a lot of nuances and history and culture behind each of them that are miles apart; think of having to jump from greek mythology and all its pantheon of gods, to aztec mythology and its religion to then indian mythology to then Maya mythology, and then japanese history and etc etc and back and forth all the time while trying to keep it accurate to the muse's fictional story but offering these lil tidbits here and there of their backgrounds;; it's also why there are some cases where I have to go back and re-read a lot of stuff because I'm remembering only fractions (example; vlad III)

so in conclusion it's like;; for as much as I love history and love reading about it;; at the end of the day it's also a LOT of information that goes into each of my muses and the way I seek to portray them; which in some way, I'm also being a bit too perfectionist about it all (I am not an historian after all, nor do I seek to write accurate historical depictions either) hence why you probably can't see much writing in terms of threads and the such; lately I mostly just reblog a lot of stuff;; BUT YEAH- just some self reflection :thonks:

[knightwhoisni]

concept: unromanced eleanor as drifter's romantic advisor and wingwoman. how successful she actually is at this depends on how serious she's feeling.

[hearthtales]

feeling extremely normal so i just spent the last few hours writing the bio for a new oc. super rough draft below, very much subject to revision, but!! here u go. content warnings for blood and death.

Juni lived in a village hidden deep in a mountainous forest. The villagers worshipped a god known only to them. A tracking god, a hunting god. A beastly god whose presence alone brought good luck in hunting.

They had trapped it within the forest. They had chained it to a tree with a chain it could not break on its own, and they encircled the tree with a charm to keep the god even more contained. They considered its place of imprisonment their most sacred place and kept it under guard at all times. They did not want to risk losing it and losing their luck hunting.

Juni, born the second youngest of four children, failed as a hunter early because she did not want to be one. She spoke too loudly and walked too heavily on every hunt, frightening prey away (on purpose, though she never admitted this). She snapped twigs underfoot even with the ground blanketed in snow.

As such, she was taught to act as a priestess instead. She delivered food to the god and performed rituals to strengthen the magic binding it. She tried to ignore its snarling threats, as she’d been taught.

Then came the turning point. Her father and older brothers fell prey to the wolves that attacked their sheep. Her younger brother, in denial, went looking for them and lost his way in a snowstorm.

Their mother was devastated. The other villagers searched for him but even the finest trackers could not find him. Juni was desperate to save her only remaining sibling. So, she ventured into the blizzard to make a forbidden deal with their god.

The guards at the sacred circle had instructions not to let anyone interact with the god unless approved by the village elders. It was not time for the priestess to deliver food or to perform any other rituals. They blocked her from passing, no matter how much she pleaded. When she tried to pass them and reach the circle anyway, they reluctantly followed the orders they’d been told to follow without exception.

They struck Juni down.

As her life faded, her blood seeped into the imprisonment circle, and Juni reached out to the god with one final whispered plea. “Help me find my brother,” she begged. “Please. I’ll do anything.”

And their god growled: “FREE ME. LET ME LIVE IN YOU, IN YOUR BLOOD AND BREATH. LET ME HUNT WITHIN YOU AS A VESSEL FROM NOW ON, AND I WILL TRACK YOUR BROTHER DOWN.”

Juni agreed.

Her blood stain had broken the circle containing the god. Before the guards could kill her, the god traveled along the blood stain to her body, using the force of her desperation to snap the chain binding it to the tree. It took her over as a vessel and healed her fatal wounds. It killed the guards to escape.

Juni, with the god’s assistance, found her brother half-frozen and brought him home to their mother.

It didn’t take long for the villagers to discover what the blood-soaked Juni had done. The village elders held a trial for her and gave her a single option: to remain in the village, to see if she would still bring them good luck hunting as the god’s vessel. If she did not bring them good luck, or if she refused to stay at all, they would kill her as a traitor.

Within Juni, the god’s anger and need for freedom surged forth. Juni had promised to let it hunt again. It refused to be contained any longer, and it refused to die, especially at the hands of the villagers who had trapped it for decades already. “KILL THEM,” it told Juni. When Juni resisted, it compromised.

“RUN,” it demanded.

Juni ran.

In the years after her escape, Juni adjusted to the god that dwelled within her. She became a hunter and tracker by trade to satisfy their deal. She can find nearly anyone or anything if paid enough in return. The god sharpened her around the edges. When she must kill, she will kill, unless it contradicts her fading morals enough for her to resist the god’s influence.

[etdraconis]

( the blog is empty bc I'm still working on things including a carrd that actually works with my like, 150 muses (rip) but I did make the new blog i'm gonna eventually switch to @soldraconis so feel free to follow me on there :) )

[gifti3]

hii im posting this old fic for asmo, it was for his bday but i put it off cause i wanted to keep editing it and before you know it its been over year of it just sitting untouched 〒▽〒 so i decided to just post it without a reading over it again its pretty light hearted and silly, its an AU where Asmo is literally a queen and reader is one of those passing merchants (probably) reader is gn here and yep thats it!

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Queen Asmodeus's Birthday

This was the first time you'd actually be present during Asmodeus's birthday. You heard about previous ones in passing during your travels, but now you'd get to experience all the hoopla in person.

You observe yourself in the mirror and smooth the front of your outfit down. It wasn't something you would usually wear on a day to day basis, but today….what the Queen says goes. Like any other day really, but now wasn’t the time to be contrarian. If any day needed to go smoothly, today was that day. So after one more look, you exit your room.

Making your way down the hallway you dodge several servants handling last minute preparations. You head downstairs and weave your way through mingling guests.

When you enter the grand banquet hall--not to be mistaken with the regular one--you whistle to yourself. It always looked nice but today it was at exorbitant levels of presentation. The long tables, the walls and even the ceiling seemed to be covered in the Queen's favorite shades and flowers. Everything was so flowery and pink.

Your eyes fall on the “Esteemed Guests” table and you make your way towards it.

"Hey guys." You greet the group of brothers. You nod at a few faces you weren’t quite familiar with, but they must be important to the Queen if they were at this table.

Before the brothers can say anything you interject. "No need to comment on the outfit. I know," you smile.

Several of them shut their mouths.

You take a seat at the head of the table, Asmodeus's spot. His chair was quite literally the center of attention. In the middle of the room it sat, the most immaculate and eye-catching. It was almost gaudy to be honest. And from here, you'd be able to see him from anywhere in the room.

“So…when does this start?” you ask.

“Hopefully he comes out within the hour,” Satan answers.

You’d think he was exaggerating if he wasn’t currently reading. In all this noise, you weren't sure how.

Lucifer sat back with his eyes closed, probably thinking of work, while Mammon and Levi talked (or maybe they were bickering) about something. Beelzebub frowned while rubbing at his stomach and Belphegor’s head was laid on the table.

Even though they seemed indifferent about being here, you knew they wanted to keep their brother happy. And anyways if they missed today they wouldn’t hear the end of it until his next birthday.

By the time his Majesty is formally introduced to the hall, an hour must have passed and Beel looks visibly famished. He gently nudges Belphie awake though. 

“Ah, the star finally appears,” Solomon says. You had met the sorcerer for the first time today but he seemed decent from the conversation you had. Mostly everyone at the table seemed a bit perturbed by his presence though.

Anyone standing around moves quickly to sit down so as not to be chewed out by other guests for blocking the view.

All attention turns to decorative stairs at the front of the room as the Queen appears. Slowly rose petals magically start falling from the ceiling. Everyone watches as Queen Asmodeus gracefully makes his way down, his (very expensive) skirts following down behind him. 

Mammon sits back crossing his arms and says under his breath. “He does this every year…” 

You wonder if anyone outside his brothers would ever grow tired of it though. You swear you could see tears glistening in some of these guests' eyes.

You manage to catch Asmo’s eye and he winks at you.

The whispers amongst the guests go silent once Asmodeus begins talking to his closest family, friends and allies.

"Thank you for gathering here to celebrate this special day--my birthday. Seeing everyone's lovely faces smiling for me makes me so happy!"

You hear a couple of dreamlike sighs among the crowd.

"I’m excited for the fun to start so please everyone enjoy the food. The festivities will start right after.”

There’s cheers and Beel’s face brightens as servants file in with various dishes.

Asmo makes his way towards his seat waving and talking to people along the way.

"How'd you like my entrance MC? Wasn’t it perfectly befitting for someone like me," Asmo asks by the time he finally makes it to the table.

Most of his brothers look exasperated but you grin. “It was very Asmodeus-like. You look really amazing by the way. Your dress is very beautiful.”

He smiles at the compliment. “Not as beautiful as me though, right?”

“Heh, of course.”

Satisfied with your answer, Asmo rests a hand on your shoulder.

"Thank you all for coming. I hope you all brought presents ❤️"

Lucifer smiles, already prepared with his gift, "Happy Birthday Asmodeus."

“I didn’t skimp out this year so you better be grateful,” Mammon says.

All the brothers take their turns passing their presents for Asmo to open and gush over. And these were no simple gifts. These were items the average person could only dream of having but apparently this was nothing too hard for these brothers to acquire.

You watch Asmo brandish the beautiful sword Santa had given to him. You had never seen anything like it before. Where did he even find that? Maybe you should inquire with him about it later.

During the rest of the dinner, you see a shift in Asmo’s demeanor from fairly pleased to absolutely bored. Finally, he stands and clinks his glass with a fork to get the room's attention.

He takes a drink and raises his glass high. "Let's get this party started!"

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It had been 3 hours so far. The beginning of what would definitely be a way too long party.

You hadn't seen the Queen since dinner as he was mingling with the endless party guests.

How many people could one person remember off the top of their head?

Escaping the noise would be impossible even if you wanted to. You could hear Queen Asmo's subjects singing, dancing and lighting fireworks through your room window when you made a quick stop for the restroom.

You take a bite of your kebab, waving at someone you don’t remember the name of. Galavanting from room to room to keep yourself entertained in this overstimulation fest.

Maybe you'd go back to the 'bathing room'. It was always interesting there.

Suddenly, you find yourself wrapped in a warm embrace and surrounded by the scent of fruit and alcohol. 

“Darling I haven’t seen you in so long.” Asmo says dragging out the end of the statement.

“It’s only been a few hours though.”

“Might as well been years.” 

You roll your eyes but pat his arm soothingly. “But you’re enjoying yourself right?”

He hums. “Everyone is here for me, adorning me with gifts and praise. I’d say it’s within the top 3 best birthdays!”

“...Isn’t a good chunk of your usual days filled with that though?”

He rests his head on you. “It’s different though.”

Before you can ask more, several people approach you two to talk to the Queen. Asmodeus hooks his arms with yours before you can walk off though.

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“Asmo, please let me go. Keeping up appearances for this long is killing me.”

“But I don't want you to disappear again!” He nuzzles into your arm and you let out a sigh.

“Can we at least take a break?”

“Are you trying to get special private time with the Queen?” Asmo gives you that stupid innocent smile that was rarely innocent.

“Er, I mean it would be nice…” You hadn’t been able to spend much time with him these last couple days since he was so busy.

“Okay since you’re one of my favorite guests I’ll give you special attention. But you owe me!”

And with that Asmo drags you away to his room.

As soon as you’re behind closed doors you flop on his soft bed. Even with the sounds of a party as background noise, you’d be able to rest your eyes.

“Wait, did you invite me here just to sleep?” You feel the bed dip beside you.

You mumble incoherently before turning your head to look at Asmo’s pouting face. You couldn’t help smiling at his expression though. 

How did he do it? You probably looked very disheveled right now but there sat your Queen completely perfect as always even though he’d been all over the castle today.

“Hmm, has my beauty stunned you~?” Asmo’s lithe fingers trace a pattern on your cheek.

“Maybe…” you sigh and get up from the bed. “That reminds me. You said I owed you and I haven’t given you your birthday present yet.”

You beacon him towards his dressing table and retrieve the small box. You planned to give it to him this morning but he wasn’t here. So you left in his room hoping he would find it on his vanity before the day ended but inwardly scolded yourself for the choice when he eyed you at the dinner being the only one closest to him who hadn’t given him anything.

“Happy Birthday!” You hold out the gift to him with a small smile.

Asmo’s eyes widened a bit. Was he actually surprised? His expression turns pleased as he takes and carefully opens it.

“It’s beautiful…” He carefully pulls out the silver necklace and holds it up. It was adorned with several small jewels but the main star was a deep red painite that sat in the middle.

“And it’s very unique.” The merchant in you was screaming for giving away something this rare for free. But making sure Asmo was pleased with his present was much more worth it. 

You help him put it on and watch as he admires himself in the mirror.

“So you like it right?”

“Of course I love it!” Asmo stands, grabs your hand and leans in to press a kiss to your lips. “I might have to show you how much I love it. You always know what to get me…” 

You lean in hoping for another kiss but Asmo places a finger on your chin to stop you.

“After the party. I want to take my time with you….” He gives you a quick squeeze and leads you out of the room before you can complain.

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The next day when you wake up in Asmo’s arms to the sound of people being unusually loud through his window. That couldn’t be what you think it was.

You stare blearily at the ceiling. "When does everyone stop partying exactly?”

Asmo yawns and cuddles into you. “Hmm, usually in several days.”

“...How are you sleeping through this?”

[bothsidesofaquestion]

::ooc:: I’ve dealing with a pain flare this week, I should be back soon 💙

[bexria]

nanowrimo time

yes, i've gone crazy again this year and it's another attempt at doing nanowrimo... with that said, i'll be doing random starters for anyone who will take them ! like this for a random starter, or if you prefer it from a certain muse ( i have, noel, seira and maria ), just comment that muse's name in the comments,,, thank you!

[nichhed]

Blog Information

Hi, y’all! I figured I’d drop by just to lay out some things that should be expected over the next few weeks. Firstly, this account is going to have changes made to it, both aesthetically & layout wise. With the number of growing muses I will be having, I don’t think I can get away with throwing them in my pinned post anymore & thinking that’ll be sufficient, lol.

Future adjustments:

-> A google doc or carrd will be made and linked to my pinned post. This will include information regarding muses.

-> Will be including a list of owed responses, starters, asks, etc. in the pinned post. If you do not see yours there, then please let me know.

-> I’ll be regularly throwing out inbox calls & starter calls.

-> @iceiclehorned will be used as either an archive OR as another blog where I split my muses. I haven’t really decided yet, to be honest.

-> I will start filtering out OOC content. Looking back, I’ve realised I’ve published a lot of OOC content in one go & it could be a while before I publish anything in relation to RP. So, it’s going to take a back burner.

-> While canon divergence is always the goal, I may occasionally prioritise my own fun and headcanons. If you have a problem with this, please shimmy on.

-> And, finally, for my own mental health, I’m going to keep the length sizes rather minimum, at a 3 paragraph limit at least unless we discuss otherwise.

Muse additions:

-> Alice (Genshin Impact). Klee’s mother and founder of the Hexenzirkel group.

-> Columbina (Genshin Impact). Otherwise known as the Damselette, third of the ranked Fatui Harbingers. She also newly holds the rank of “Moon Maiden.”

-> Nicole Reeyn (Genshin Impact). Member of the Hexenzirkel group. Code name ‘N’, seemingly here to guide those when drastic changes of their path are afoot. She is a prophetess, yet mute, opting to communicate in other’s minds instead.

Conclusion point

Things will slowly take off from where they are now. If I do owe anybody anything, comment it down below. I do already know I owe a few people either responses or starters, but I will be throwing them out ASAP. In the meantime, expect to see an inbox call prioritising: Columbina, Alice, Nicole and Hyacine.

[rubiesintherough]

heads up: gonna be temporarily closing my inbox, just so i can work on some of the stuff in there I've been hoarding and meaning to work on, oops 😅

but i'm still MORE than happy to SEND memes to any mutual peeps who want them! just hmu through ims, or through meme calls, whatever you're feeling, and i'll send my bbys your way. anybody you want.

alrighty, just wanted to let y'all know that in advance. hope y'all are having a good day

[quietlyblooms-gone]

to anyone who's awake rn... i just might be clownin' around @kaercu

[dragonplated]

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[disturbnot]

can only apologise for my repeated promises of activity that are followed only by awkward silence. every time i have free time, my brain decides actually the stars are not quite in position for writing lmao one of them is like a millimetre out of alignment sorry. but now it's friday!!! i will try my best to pull something out of my lazy ass either later or at least over the weekend. you're all saints for waiting on me. a blessed friday to all of you xoxo

[endawn]

what would you do if pax gave you them dang ol basset hound eyes