ambcrs

[ambcrs]

Amber x Omni!Mark

Commission by TiliBeshka More underneath readmore

[ambcrs]

[ambcrs]

𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐓  𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐄𝐃  𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐄  𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒  .  .  .  (   𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝  𝐛𝐲  𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡  )   The  Death  card  often  represents  endings,  transformation,  and  rebirth.  It  brings  themes  of  inevitable  change  and  the  shedding  of  the  old  to  make  way  for  the  new.     These  are  great  ways  for  Mun's  to  explore  the  shadow  work  their  muses  may  need  to  deal  with  loss.     Here  are  scene  prompts  to  capture  that  sense  of  profound  change,  whether  it’s  the  end  of  an  era,  the  loss  of  something  or  someone  significant,  or  the  dawning  of  a  new  phase  in  life.     Learn   more   about  death   here.    *Themes:  Horror,  Loss,  rebirth,  transformation,  endings.     →  ∗  ⁽¹⁾  Find  the  collection  of  tarot-based  scene  starters  here!

REVELATION:  A  storm  rages  as  the  sender  uncovers  a  family  secret.  They  turn  to  receiver  for  support. 

BLOODLINE:  In  the  receiver's  house,  the  sender  stands  over  a  box  of  old  photos  and  secrets. 

DAWN:  At  the  break  of  dawn,  the  receiver  watches  the  sender  as  they  struggle  with  the  loss  of  a  loved  one. 

SURRENDER:  The  sender  holds  the  receiver’s  hand  as  they  walk  through  a  graveyard. 

AWAKENING:  After  a  near-fatal  accident,  the  sender  awakens  to  the  receiver  by  them.

BRAID:  The  sender  braids  the  hair  of  the  grieving  receiver.   

INESCAPEABLE:  The  sender  looks  at  the  receiver,  a  deep  fear  in  their  eyes,  knowing  that  death  is  inevitable.

AFTERMATH:  The  receiver  stands  silently  as  the  sender  stares  at  the  aftermath  of  a  choice  made,  a  life  lost,  and  the  painful  consequences  weighing  heavily  on  them  both.

REVENGE:  The  sender  turns  to  the  receiver,  filled  with  bitter  resolve  as  they  prepare  to  avenge  a  death  that's  connected  them  both. 

FORGIVENESS:  In  the  stillness  of  the  night,  the  sender  kneels  before  the  receiver,  seeking  forgiveness.

BENEATH:  The  sender  pulls  the  receiver  from  the  wreckage,  their  hands  bloodied,  both  knowing  there’s  no  way  to  survive  this  other  than  together. 

+  DEATH:  create  your  own  prompt 

[ambcrs]

The female hummed softly as he told her good morning, and she replied softly, "Buenas mañanas." Collecting the dishes in the sink so they could at least soak for a bit while they ate, she nodded her head at his remark, not needing anything else. "I couldn't find any of my clothes, so this was the only thing I could find as I needed a shower." It did feel very breezy underneath the shirt, but she was trying to be careful with her movements. Taking a seat in one of the chairs, she smirked playfully as a fun idea came to mind, but she was going to be civil. "You can always make up for it in other ways." Amber gave the male a wink before she started to dig into the food.

The music was still playing some songs and had some advertisements in between, but she glanced over at Jaime to see his reaction. The woman was a little nervous that he would be upset that she made herself at home, but it appeared he did not mind. Closing her eyes, she focused on the flavor of the food while a little moan of satisfaction escaped her mouth before finishing her last burrito. Licking her lips and fingers, she made sure not to waste anything before glancing back at the male.

"I can finish cleaning up the dishes if you want to take a shower. I know you might be feeling a little sore this morning from the long night we both had." Her legs were crossed over each other as she sat in the chair before slowly moving to stand up. Reaching over to grab some of the extra stuff to put away, she paused for a moment before speaking softly. "I hope I'm not overstepping. If you want me to leave, I can."

There was no telling what caused him to stir first. It could have been the music reaching from the kitchen or the scent of breakfast wafting past the door. Or it could be that the heat from her side of the bed had finally dissipated, leaving him missing the presence of the practical stranger he'd brought home. Wait? His recollection of Amber made him smile, chuckle, even as the memories of the night flooded in and the ache of muscle from a night of fun struck.

Bringing women home that he hardly knew was not common, hell, it was less than common, as it had really never happened before. A wonder what good, attractive company mixed with too many Palomas could lead to. What he expected was more in the realm of being ditched out on by the time he woke up. Not to the smell of cooking food and good vibe music.

Braving the cool world that lay beyond the warmth and comfort of a warm blanket, he sought out a pair of boxers. Tugging them on, he padded barefoot out into the hallway. Pausing as he came upon her red heels, he grabbed them and set them neatly right outside his door. When he got to the kitchen he was greeted by such a nice view, her in only his soccer jersey that wasn't nearly long enough to cover an impressive ass, further shown off by how she stretched trying get something from an shelf too high. He came up behind her once he shook out of his trance to fetch the item for her.

❛❛ Buenos días. ❜❜ Took all his strength not to smack her ass when she walked to the table, didn't really know her that well for that out of the blue. Or maybe he did, they had one hell of a night together, right? ❛❛ This feels unfair, after last night, I somehow assumed I'd be making breakfast. And no, I don't need anything from the fridge that you haven't already set up for us. ❜❜

[ambcrs]

🤗  to  hug  my  muse  from  behind. // @bluebeadle

Amber was spending the night at Jaime's since finals were over, and she had time to visit him since they last spoke. The pair had been growing closer and hanging out while trying to figure out what they were. The female did have feelings for the male that had developed over time as they got to know each other better, but they weren't official or anything. She was already in bed when he arrived back late in the morning, as he must have known she was in bed since he was trying to be quiet.

The edge of the bed dipped, which she knew he must have sat down, but her ears quickly picked up the sounds he was making. He sounded upset as if he was crying or maybe trying not to cry. Shifting herself to sit up from the covers, the woman crawled over before wrapping her around around her chest and hugging him from behind. The ravenette squeezed him gently before pressing a kiss to the back of his neck before resting her forehead into the crook of his neck.

"Sh, let it all out, mi tesoro. I'm right here."

[ambcrs]

💋  to  kiss  my  muse  on  the  lips. // @bluebeadle

Amber was walking around at the bar, drinking a few shots with her friends before they went off to dance with their boyfriends. She had been sitting at the bar sipping away at her cocktail before she noticed an attractive male who walked up to order a drink. The ravenette came to let loose and have some fun since it had been a long time since she was intimate with someone, so it had built up. Offering to pay for his drink, she wasted no time in making the first move. They talked for roughly half an hour, enjoying a couple more drinks before they went to the dance floor.

The dance floor was filled with so many people that everyone was rubbing against each other, which was expected as this was a popular place for the club scene. Untangling herself stool, she grabbed her last shot before turning away to walk into the crowd to dance. Her body was vibrating from the beat as she felt bubbly and entertained. Amber was going into the blend of the crowd as her arms moved across bodies and flowed fluidly. It was a show and performance that would draw any kind of attention from people nearby.

Still, her gaze glanced back over to Jaime, and she gave him a wink with a small smile before she went back to focusing on dancing. He had wrapped his arms around Amber's waist and leaned in close while the ravenette was grinding and moving her hips. Every movement was natural as she blended into her surroundings. Her onyx eyes would glance over at her partner before flipping her hair, licking her lips, and biting down on her bottom lip softly. The ravenette felt the tug of her locks to pull her head back. Amber’s arms snaked behind her, following the waistline of her dance partner, holding on the best she could.

Everyone was having a good time, and the pair was laughing and giggling as the music was being blasted from the speakers. Once the music changed, she turned around to dance seductively in front of the male, her hands moving all over her body, cupping her breasts, teasing him by squeezing them softly. Her hands trailed all down her hips and waist before stepping closer to the male who had been staring at her. Pressing close, she wanted him to feel how hard her nipples were, even the piercings through the shirt. Her Spanish was rusty, but she did know how to carry on a conversation even though she was not fluent. -Oye, ¿quieres escabullirte por atrás para divertirte?- ((Hey, wanna sneak out back for fun?))

It appeared he had agreed, so she quickly led the male out back to the alleyway a few buildings away. Once they had arrived at her destination, she wasted no time in wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him into a passionate kiss. Amber moaned needily as she deepened it, slipping her tongue into his mouth. She was swirling it around and gently bit his lower lip before pulling away. Her cheeks were flushed as she panted heavily to catch her breath, but her gaze was staring up at the male with lust. She knew that her thighs were drenched as she only wore a thong, which did not cover much. One hand grabbed his leading it between her legs as her dress was pulled up for easier access, but she kissed him once more. The female wanted him to feel her excitement and how much she wanted him.

[ambcrs]

Plotted starter @bluebeadle

Amber had been drinking and having fun with someone she met at the bar before they ended up going to his place. One thing led to another, which resulted in many rounds of fun that left her sore in the morning. Her undergarments were lost somewhere in the bedroom, with her fishnetting being torn in the passion of the moment. The red dress she wore was not visible, but her red heels were out in the hallway, which led into the bedroom. Her partner appeared to still be sleeping, so the ravenette grabbed a soccer jersey from a pile of clothing before smelling it. It at least smelled clean, so she grabbed the shirt before walking to the bathroom to take a shower to clean up.

After a ten-minute hot shower, the female felt refreshed for the day and threw her hair up in a messy wet bun since she did not have a comb for the curls. Walking down the hallway, she noticed the kitchen was stocked with food as her stomach growled. Glancing at the clock, she noticed it was almost 8am that Sunday morning, and she at least did not have work until late evening. Instead of trying to sneak out and do the walk of shame, she was at least going to make them breakfast. Gathering the ingredients to make some breakfast burritos, she noticed a radio in the corner, which she turned on to play some music as she took over the kitchen.

Humming softly to the radio as it played, she wasted no time cooking and preparing the ingredients. The woman was standing barefoot in the apartment kitchen over the stovetop. She had not noticed if her partner had woken up yet, but she had about a total of six burritos made up. Three for each of them, if he was still asleep, then she would at least put them in the fridge for him to eat before she left. The shirt was barely covering all of her top half of her body, as some of her buttocks were still visible in the blue jersey. Reaching into the cabinets, she was trying to grab the cups that were barely out of her reach, even on her tippy toes.

After a few more moments struggling, Amber froze when she felt someone come up behind her very close and reach over her arm to grab the cups she was trying to reach. Looking upward, she noticed the attractive male she went home with as she smiled softly. "Good morning, sleeping beauty. I hope you don't mind, but I made breakfast burritos since I noticed you had the ingredients for it." Her body shuddered at the closeness of Jaime as he stood nearby. While the woman was showering, she noticed all the love bites that were left on her body, and she had no doubt he would have been equally as marked. It was a very passionate night, and she still felt like her legs were made of jelly. Once the cups were in reaching distance, she snatched them from his hand before walking towards the table that had been set up. "Have a seat, I was going to grab the orange juice, do you want something else from the fridge?"

[ambcrs]

’ 𝙵𝙸𝚅𝙴 𝚃𝙸𝙼𝙴𝚂 ’ 𝙳𝚁𝙰𝙱𝙱𝙻𝙴 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃𝚂.

so i was looking at THIS MEME and THIS MEME and like. there’s something that i just love so much about these?? so essentially, the sender might send in smth like. “five times cried”. and the receiver can respond with a drabble about five times the receiver’s muse cried because of the sender’s muse! if you’re confused, that’s my fault, and that’s also why i have links to two of the memes that inspired this. i hope you all enjoy! as always, do NOT add more to these, i WILL be making a part 2!

five times kissed:     ( five times the receiver and sender kissed )

five times hugged:     ( five times the receiver hugged the sender )

five times called:      ( five times the receiver called the sender’s phone )

five times texted:      ( five times the receiver texted the sender )

five times cried:      ( five times the receiver cried over the sender )

five times smiled:      ( five times the sender made the receiver smile )

five times touched:      ( five times the receiver touched the sender (platonically or romantically or otherwise!) )

five times saved:     ( five times the sender’s life was saved by the receiver )

five times saved by:      ( five times the receiver was saved by the sender. )

five times protected:     ( five times the receiver was protected by the sender )

five times protective:      ( five times the receiver was protective of the sender )

five times thanked:      ( five times the receiver thanked, or felt gratitude towards, the sender )

five times comforted:      ( five times the receiver comforted the sender )

five times angered:      ( five times the sender made the receiver angry )

five times betrayed:      ( five times the receiver was, or felt, betrayed by the sender )

five times saddened:      ( five times the receiver felt sad for or because of the sender )

five times worried:      ( five times the receiver worried about the sender )

five times relieved:      ( five times the receiver felt relieved about the sender )

five times safe:      ( five times the receiver felt safe because of the sender )

five times happy:     ( five times the sender made the receiver happy. )

five times afraid:     ( five times the sender made the receiver feel afraid )

five times hurt:      ( five times the sender hurt the receiver or made them feel hurt. )

five times visited:      ( five times the sender and receiver visited each other )

five times left:      ( five times the sender and receiver parted ways )

five times reunited:      ( five times the sender and receiver reunited after being apart for a considerable length of time. )

five times stayed:      ( five times the receiver stayed with the sender )

five times glanced:     ( five times the receiver stole glances at the sender )

five times glanced at:      ( five times the receiver noticed the sender stealing glances at them )

five times healed:      ( five times the receiver nursed the sender back to health, or tended to their wounds )

five times watched:      ( five times the receiver watched the sender while they were working or doing something )

five times shared:      ( five times the receiver shared something (either a material or feelings or secrets!) with the sender )

five times flirted:      ( five times the receiver flirted with the sender )

five times blurted:      ( five times the receiver impulsively blurted something out to the sender )

five times confessed:     ( five times the receiver confessed a secret or feeling to the sender )

five times noticed:      ( five times the receiver noticed the sender properly )

[ambcrs]

platonic ships are just as valid as romantic ships.

[ambcrs]

Commission Sneak Peek- Amber x OmniMark

[ambcrs]

[ambcrs]

Sexuality

Amber is bisexual. She realized this in middle school as she was attracted to both males and females. She has dated individuals of both genders and doesn't discriminate against those who identify with genderfluid pronouns. Amber has two hands, so why limit herself to just one gender?

[ambcrs]

Hiatus until Mid-June

My queue is empty, but I do not have the time/motivation to fill it up again before my upcoming vacation. So nothing will be posted here on Eve or Amber until mid-June. My multi-muse will have an active queue. I will be very slow with OOC replies and DMs, but I will do my best to reach out to everyone. I hope everyone takes care of themselves, and I will be back soon.

[ambcrs]

❝ you don't understand the choices I've had to make. ❞ // @mu1tipaul

Amber was glaring up at the male, huffing in a rage as they had fought about something she could not even remember now. It was talking about making sacrifices for her and for them, which made it seem like he was struggling. Inhaling deeply, she felt tears ready to stream down her face with the question she was prepared to ask.

“Then tell me! What choices did you have to make? If not, what's the point of continuing our relationship then?

[ambcrs]

❝ you're terrified of me, aren't you? ❞ // @mu1tipaul

The ravenette was sitting down, tied to the chair, as her boyfriend walked over closer, soaked in the blood of her captors. She had been kidnapped for some reason, which she did not understand, as they wanted to use her against Paul for some reason. Amber had watched the slaughter take place, which caused her to vomit from all the blood and gore. Tears were streaming down her face as she whimpered when she reached a hand out to stroke her cheek, covered in blood. That flinch was enough to get him to make a comment like that, as her whole body was shaking with her eyes clenched up.

The female wished she had the blindfold still on as she sobbed softly, “T-the blood…. you're covered in blood and guts right now…”

[ambcrs]

ambereve demons won

[ambcrs]

❝ I know you're not okay, but do you want to talk about it? ❞ // @mu1tipaul

Paul had just come back quickly from his work after receiving a phone call from the hospital. He was her emergency contact, so they were sitting in the hospital as she couldn’t even look him in the eye. Amber clenched the thin sheets as she stared down at the thin cotton blankets, as she was waiting for him to yell at her or say something. Licking her lips nervously, as she heard it spoken, she inhaled deeply before placing her face on her palms while whimpering softly. Her body was covered in bruises from the stumble down the steps. It was truly an accident, and a neighbor had found the female.

When the ravenette first arrived, she was unconscious while they ran the tests and bloodwork to see what might have been the cause of the fainting spell, which caused her to fall down the flight of steps. The answer that came back shook the woman down to her core as she signed papers for them not to release this information to anyone else.

Amber’s face was emotionless as she inhaled deeply before placing her hands back on the white sheets. Her fists were clenching so tightly she could feel her nails digging into the palms of her hands through the layers of the materials between them. Speaking in a soft voice, she said the words she never thought she would ever say this soon, “I have not been eating enough, which caused the dizzy spell. I’ve been sick and did not think much of it the past couple of weeks…”

The ravenette glanced over at the male to look him directly in his eyes. “I’m pregnant.”