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“boys will be bo-“

*flies in* 

*punches you in the face*

bOYS WILL BE HELD RESPONSIBLE FOR THEIR ACTIONS LIKE EVERYONE ELSE 

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“how many centuries deep is your wound?”

— Adonis, from “Unintended Worship,” If Only the Sea Could Sleep (Green Integer, 2003)

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Phoebus.

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petitjongleur‌:

“Are you sure that’s a good idea? I don’t think Papa would want you petting Achilles like that…”

“You got that right,” lumbering into the stable still bleary-eyed from the early morning sunlight, he tossed the pile of straw sacks he had been carrying into the corner and turned toward his son. “Who’s your friend, little soldier? I knew I heard voices out here. Getting into trouble already, are we?” He rested a hand atop Achilles’ mane and looked to the pair of boys expectantly. 

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&& without a hint of hesitance, I replied: 

                                         “ I’d lay down my life to keep you safe. “ 

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(hide) - for your muse to hide somewhere with my muse // Perhaps they're trying to avoid someone who's after them?

He had been minding his business, scouting a pub for a much needed drink when two cloaked figures swooped down in front of him. Assassins? Thieves? Whoever they were, they must have been following their target from the vantage point of the rooftops. Before his reflexes could stop him, he rounded the nearest corner, swinging into a nook to lie low. Normally he wasn’t the type to back down from confrontation, but tonight he just didn’t have it in him. Releasing a huff of agitation, his elbow jabbed into something, or, rather, someone. 

“Well, this is ah…comfortable. I know they’re not after me, are they after you?” He asked, casting a sideways glance to the woman squeezed between him and the stone wall.   

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Symbol meme starters.

Send one for my muse’s reaction! Feel free to alter context, switch muse’s positions, etc, as necessary. Contains some mild NSFW.

(chest) - for your muse to press a hand against my muse’s chest (hair) - for your muse to bury their face in my muse’s hair (backhand) - for your muse to backhand my muse (jaw) - for your muse to grip my muse’s jaw in one hand (lap) - for your muse to sit in my muse’s lap (whisper) - for your muse to whisper in my muse’s ear (bottom) - for your muse to rest a hand on my muse’s ass (or slap it) (undress) - for your muse to undress mine (may not be nsfw!) (pin) - for your muse to pin mine to a specified surface  (yank) - for your muse to yank mine out of the way of danger (bite) - for your muse to bite mine (palm) - for your muse to clap a hand over my muse’s mouth (throw) - for your muse to physically throw mine (piggyback) - for your muse to leap onto my muse’s back for a piggyback ride (nourish) - for your muse to provide my muse with food or drink (secret) - for your muse to reveal a secret to mine (specify the secret!) (discover) - for your muse to discover information about mine that they shouldn’t know (rescue) - for your muse to rescue mine from danger (promise) - for your muse to make mine a promise, whether they intend to keep it or not (lie) - for your muse to lie to mine (specify the lie) (confess) - for your muse to make a confession of truth to mine (command) - for your muse to give my muse an order or instruction, which may or may not be followed (hide) - for your muse to hide somewhere with my muse (sleep) - for your muse to fall asleep on mine (misc) - create your own/sender specifies! useful if something here gives you an idea that isn’t otherwise written.

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hey guys, it’s the worlds most inconsistent RPer here- your friendly neighborhood Phoebus back from the dead. xD 

i just wanted to pop back in here to say that i think i’ll be somewhat active again (ironically i get active once school starts back up because fuck priorities) so if anyone would like to thread, please feel free to message me! seriously, everyone is welcome! i really could use the practice since i tend to stop RPing for literal months years at a time. 

also, i have two other RP accounts (both of which I haven’t used in months or years lol) that I may be bouncing back and forth between in case anyone would be interested :p - Pocahontas and Esmeralda          side note i’ve really been feeling the whole female muse thing lately so in case anyone has the desire to plot with a Poca or an Esme, seriously, message me on my other blogs too :D

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HI HELLO MINI PSA: please know that whether you reply in an hour or in a week or even in a month and then some every time you keep one of our threads going it makes me smile. thank you for putting a little bit of your time and energy into writing with me. it’s honestly such a pleasure to rp with you.

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"Papa." the toddler grinned as he sat on the floor saying the word for the first time.

If he were to describe himself, sentimental would be one of the last words to come to mind. However, he couldn’t manage to put a stopper in the tenderness swelling through his chest as he looked down into the face of his son. Papa. The word bubbled from his mouth with such ease…glee lighting up the little face at the declaration. Phoebus couldn’t  hide the beam mirrored in his own features even if he had wanted to. 

“That’s right, son,” he said, ruffling the little crop of golden hair with a gentle hand. “Papa” he repeated, pointing at his own chest– “and Zephyr!” he cooed, swooping up his son and nuzzling him playfully.

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📚 (pick the nearest book and flip to a random page and use a sentence as a starter meme- hope this works! :D)

“ The fire-blue eyes searched hers. “Do you believe me?” “

(From Rook by Sharon Cameron, pg. 138)

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me: i love roleplaying

me: roleplaying is so fun

me: this is a fun time

me: takes 90 years to reply

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could you like or reblog this if you’re okay with late replies to roleplay threads / asks / etc.?

by late, it means anywhere between 1 day to 1 year. because i know some people prefer writing and replying on the spot, but i’m also sure lots of peeps struggle with that for various reasons, and threads get dropped because their partner has long lost interest or something, which can be very discouraging. so i hope we can all be understanding here!

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continued from here with @notgettingawaythistime

“You saw something,” He began, once again nodding his head expectantly, waiting for his comrade to continue. “And it scared you,” he echoed, eyes closed and still nodding as if he had been waiting for this answer their entire conversation. It took a good 3 seconds after the words left his own mouth for him to realize what had just transpired.

“Wait, what?” Fear was not something he associated with his fellow captain, much less outwardly admitting to it in the rare scenario that it did exist. 

“You, scared?” He stammered. “What…what did you see?” he asked dubiously, not completely sure he was prepared to hear the answer.

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“Esmeralda, you know your company is the only company I will ever need.” His voice was soft as he brushed his lips against her forehead. “In sickness and in health, remember?” He added, sweeping a few strands of hair back from her eyes, his movements gentle and concerned.

“Zephyr is fine, I don’t want you to worry. All he needed was a good night’s rest and some food in his system. Quasi stopped by earlier to take him up to see the bells again. Between the pair of them, I don’t know which one is the bigger kid.” He attempted a laugh, but it came out weak and unconvincing. Propping his head against his arm, he leaned back into the cushion of the pillows and settled his gaze back on his wife.

“I’m just worried about you,” he frowned, stroking her cheek with his thumb. “When exactly did you start feeling like this? I don’t want you going out for a while. I think it’s best if you stay here. You need your rest. I’ll take care of you.”

"I know you've been feeling down lately, so I thought I'd keep you company for a while."

Esmeralda gazed up at him from the bed, eyes slowly opening. The headache she’d somehow contracted last night hadn’t gone away. She offered a small smile. 

“Thank you, Phoebus, though I’m not sure how good of company I’ll be. Is Zephyr alright?”

She wondered if her son was sick, or if she was. She didn’t want to get him sick. With luck, however, this was just a mildly persistent headache that would be gone relatively quickly.

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