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drops a post on here again after 5+ months just to say ‘hi, yes, i am still alive’
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me: i’m having fun with this new rp blog! work: hi me: i don’t have time to enjoy my new rp blog and the other things i enjoy doing anymore!
#ooc#pops back in after 4593759 years like 'hi i'm still alive but you probably won't see much of me in a long while if ever'
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Soft 👏 female 👏 muses 👏 are 👏 valid. 👏 Female muses who love to wear pretty things and dream about love. Female muses who dance, sing, and enjoy the arts. Female muses who fight in battle and cry over the loss of friends. Female muses who break down from holding life together. Female muses who sometimes crumble under the weight of the world on their shoulders. Female muses don’t have to be hard and fierce and invisible in order to be strong. Soft female muses are not weak.
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As an OC mun, I’d just like to give a shout out to those canon muns who put ‘No OCs’ up front on their blog and their rules. I know it’s a great way to risk getting a lot of whining and hate, but I actually appreciate knowing point blank so I can move along. Thanks!
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Sitting cross-legged in the cage, arms crossed, she glared at the... creature... that she was brought to, as he asked her to grant his wish. And thought she was a fairy, like the majority of people tended to. Didn’t mean she wasn’t gonna glare a little harder at him, though.
“There’s a few things I want to say to you: first, fairies don’t grant wishes, and whoever told you they do was full of it. Second, let me out.”
No way was she gonna be cordial when she’d been caught in a freaking butterfly net and tossed into a cage that she couldn’t do anything to get out of. Nor when the little waddle-y things that dragged her here kept talking about how easy it was, and how “the king” was gonna be so happy about it. And how when they talked to her, they treated her like a child! a child! She hadn’t been a child in over two hundred years!
Grant my wish!
@dazzledasher

Finally, having the ‘fairy’ nearly within his grasp, albeit a pixie, as the King wasn’t too bright to be able to tell the difference at first glance. So while seated upon his throne in his regal outfit as his hammer was at his side, he eyed the fairy with awe at first as he took the tiny, magic proof-prison into his flipper palms. Eyeing them as his henchmen and sorcerer gave him the cage, holding it up high, “I’m sorry for the inconvience, but please grant my wish, Fairy! I want to be able to beat Kirby at whatever I desire! Or no, wait…. at least to surprise him sometimes, I would like that instead, as then it would just be no fun if I won all the time.”
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draconicvagabond:
Happy croons rewarded the correct guess of the pixie, and the dragon called Ano shoved her pointy snout just a tad further into the wagon.
“Live and in colour. Well, as far as colour goes in my case.”
The nostrils widened for a snort, only to send every item in the wagon into a wild, clinking and clanking mess once again.
“I guess you can figure why I made you strike that deal now, and why I would rather keep this little detail among ourselves. But nevermind that. Like what you see?”
Still freaking out just a little bit at the fact that there was a dragon in front of her, but a lot less so now that she knew it was the merchant she’d been trading with, Dawn grinned at the joke Ano made about her own lack of color... then tumbled back a foot at the snort. Didn’t mess with her mood any, though.
“Yeah, I can definitely understand why you wouldn’t want strangers to know about that! And honestly? You’re a little bit terrifying in that form. But it’s cool knowing that you can turn into it at all!... also, could you maybe chill with the heavy breaths and stuff? At least into the wagon? I’m too easily blown away for that.”
Pushing herself off the ground, she sat down and rested her arms on a loose rope that’d been shoved around that she hoped was secured somewhere. Preferably somewhere near. That way if Ano did end up snorting or something into the wagon again, she wouldn’t go very far. If anywhere!... if she remembered to grab on quickly enough.
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The change in boldness was refreshing, if a bit sudden. Kids were always the type to make split-second decisions concerning people, though Tanya was barely fifteen herself. But time in the military and experience leading men and women into the jaws of death time and time again had a way of hardening someone, though she would always vouch that she was still a young girl.
“That was more of a joke than anything, I’m not really a salary man.” Technically speaking, she was one in her former life. “And salary men is just an umbrella term for office workers, not people in finance who work on budgets or anything.” Not that a small village out in the middle of nowhere would need much budget revising if their economy was mostly self-sustained with only the necessary non-local businesses like markets and healing centers. Well, explaining it all to a child wouldn’t do much but confuse her more, so Tanya chose to abstain from that.
“I don’t get much of a chance to converse with children; even those of my own age. I am Lieutenant Colonel Tanya von Degurechaff of the 203rd Mage Battalion. As a representative of the Empire, I hope I haven’t come off as too terse.”

“I was unaware of this village’s name, but it’s certainly fitting. It might be a needless question but might I guess to say that you’re a local around these parts? I have an interest to ‘borrow’ a part of these lands for a time and wish to talk to the highest ran… I mean, whoever is in charge.”
“Oh.”
That was all she had to say to the thing about ‘salary man’ being an umbrella term; she’d never actually heard much about them, so it was certainly news to her! And learning more things about humans was always good!... though the stuff the stranger -- Lieutenant Colonel Tanya von Deurechaff of the 203rd Mage Battalion -- said about what she was, like the thing about a mage battalion and an empire, was definitely stuff she’d never heard about before.
“Are you from one of the other regions, miss Lieutenant Colonel? Because I’ve never heard of an empire, or mage battalions before... not in a really really long time, at least, about empires.”
If the Lieutenant Colonel wanted to borrow part of the mountain for stuff, she decided there wasn’t much point in staying in her human-child-character now; might as well pull her weight as the mountain’s guardian. Her tone didn’t change, however, because that wasn’t part of her human-child-character; it was just how she spoke in general.
“Anyways, miss Lieutenant Colonel, what do you want to borrow part of the mountain for? I’m its guardian, and have been for a reeeeeeally long time, so I think I’m the highest ranking, most in-charge person you could talk to about it! If it’s nothing too bad, then I don’t mind letting you borrow one of the remote parts of the mountain; I’ll even escort you and whoever else you wanna bring there, and make sure the creatures there don’t hurt you or anyone else around there, too! But if it is bad, or for bad reasons...”
She let the sentence fade out, leaving it open-ended; she wasn’t entirely certain what she’d do about it if it wound up being something bad, or for bad reasons, but she was gonna let the Lieutenant Colonel interpret it how she wanted to... at least until she knew more about this whole thing.
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Ah, yes, I would believe you’d need to do that hmm? *Luther smiles offering them back to her to do so.* ah those water fairies are nice, his side of the family have a funny thing with the fae folk so I guess it’s just natural for him to befriend any one of them.
*Xavier beams as well and nods.* it’d suck if I were mislabeled so I see no reason why ya would. *Luther raises a brow at him and he begins to awkwardly cough.* alright… sorry ‘m not normally this giddy. It’s been a while since I’ve seen anyone like ya. I think I went ta see queen Titania like three months ago was it? But… that’s kinda it. She-
Edward no need to go telling your whole life story now, we only just met her. *Luther says to reel his brother in.* he’s not normally so excited and talkative, he will simmer down in a bit I’m sure, in the mean time, what are you doing here in town miss. Dawn? We don’t usually see people like you wandering around, let alone giving out Valentine’s Day gifts.
Glad to be able to make the chocolates normal-sized for them, she picked up one of the boxes and hovered an inch over the other, touching it and unshrinking it slowly enough that it wouldn’t overbalance and topple off Luther’s hand, then setting the second one on top of it and doing the same, before settling back on the hand she’d been on.
“Well, then I’m glad that you were able to make friends with them! They--”
Shutting up when she realized that Xavier had just casually mentioned visiting Queen Titania, Queen of the entire Seelie court, she slowly turned toward him with shock and awe written all over her face. Silent for a bit, she decided to answer Luther’s thing before addressing Xavier’s bombshell.
“I, uh... I don’t mind! And I was here to... to get stuff for friends. For Valentine’s Day. But... you said you went to see the, the Highest Queen, Xavier? Did she, uh, she see you? Because... wow. Wow. I was not expecting that.”
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@danton-brothers [from here]
Grinning at the one naming various fae while trying to pick out which one she was, she caught the blond one moving the chocolate boxes away and held a hand up to try and halt that bit of motion.
“If you can, uh, bring those back over real quick, I can make ‘em normal-sized instead of me-sized for you guys; I usually just shrink things so I can actually carry them, and stuff.”
Now that that important bit was out of the way, she went back to grinning and took the offered hand, landing on it and stretching, before shifting into a comfortable stance.
“Well, hopefully those water fairies never played any nasty tricks on him; some fae are meaner than others, but most of us do love our mischief. Anyways, it’s nice to--” interrupted by the fae-friend Xavier suddenly calling out what she was, her grin turned into a full-on smile.
“Correct!! I’m glad you didn’t just call me a fairy at the start, since most people tend to do that, and it gets kinda old really fast. It’s not as bad as it would’ve been, say, a hundred years ago when I really disliked fairies, but still a little annoying getting called something you’re not, y’know? Anyways, as I was about to say a minute ago, it’s nice to meet you both! I’m Dawn, and you’re welcome for the chocolates!”
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draconicvagabond:
The definitely-dragon stared into the now quite cramped space of the wagon, almost as if searching for something. And as soon as its eyes fell upon the pixie, it chuffed out a newer blow of air, and the jaws clicked approvingly.
Obviously, it was satisfied…for whatever reason. The dragon that was Anodora chirped, clicked, and…chuckled? It sounded very much like rocks tumbling against each other, but what else could this sound mean besides a clear sign of amusement?
“You look like you are about to shed your wings, my friend.”
The dragon had not spoken, and yet, the words were implanted in Dawn’s head as if her ears had heard something. It even had a voice, like a stiff breeze that whispered as it passed through a narrow space, but with the same rough edge Anodora’s speaking voice had.
Okay yeah that is definitely a dragon what the heck is a dragon doing here and why is it staring directly at her and making those noises and where did Ano go and why does that new noise sound like it’s laughing and--
Not moving through that whole thought process as she stared up at the dragon with her eyes as wide as they could possibly be, her thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a bit of weirdly powerful telepathy, which sounded famliar but also strange; the only thing looking at her was the dragon, so it had to have been the dragon who said that... and called her friend...? As far as she knew, she’d never met a draon before, and... wait. That familiarness to the telepathy voice... pushing herself up just a little bit, she shared the sudden idea as to who had spoken... who the dragon was.
“Ano... dora...???”
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“Oh, man, seriously? That’s awesome! My home is in the forest, too, but it’s a different forest than you’ve ever seen before, even if you are way older than me and’ve probably seen a lot more places than I have.”
It was the only thing she felt she could say she’d seen that Blacky hadn’t, her home back in the Feylands. Mostly because it was a realm connected to this one, as opposed to an actual physical location in the human world... that thought aside, the gem was offering to fix the crack in her geode!... hopefully it wouldn’t close it, though. Excited by the hopeful part of that thought, she held it out to the gem, deciding not to completely halt their progress by flying down to the ground to put it down.

“Ohhhh, that’s a good one! I actually live in the forest near here, it’s so quiet and lovely, I never get disturbed!” Chirped the defective gem as they begun to get close to her home. “A geode?” Black Star asked with a befuddled expression, then looked down to the purple and white stone. “Woah.. that.. that could be a gem, maybe!” Black Star gasped, eyes wide. “But it’s cracked so.. if you put it down, I can fix it!”
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like this for valentine’s stuff from a pixie!
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like this for valentine’s stuff from a pixie!
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like this for valentine’s stuff from a pixie!
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Valentines Starters
Send A symbol for…
😍 To confess sexual attraction to my muse on valentine’s day
💋 To give my muse a lipstick mark on their face
😘 To give my muse a valentine's kiss
💄 To have my muse give yours a valentine's kiss
💍 To propose to my muse on valentine’s day
🌹 To give my muse a single red rose
💐 To give my muse a bouquet
🍹 For our muses to get drinks together
💒 For out muses to get married on valentine’s day
🎀 To give my muse a valentine's gift ( you can specify what)
💔 To break up with my muse on valentine’s day
❤️ To ask to be my muse’s Valentine
💓 For our muses to meet on a blind date for valentine’s day
💘 For a love letter from my muse
💝 To give my muse a box of chocolates
❣️ To have my muse confess a crush on your muse
💕 For our muses to be set up as a friend’s double date
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Frisk and Asriel were holding a bunch of fresh apples and flowers as the pair approached the Pixie on the field of Buttercups. The pair tried to get Chara to join them, but it seemed that the older child had other plans. "Happy Valentines, Dawn!" The pair greeted in practiced unison.
After having cleared a bit of space in the field by shrinking some flowers just enough that she could lie on her back and watch the clouds without them blocking her line of sight, she’d heard the sound of people in the field; curious, the pixie unshrunk the flowers so she wouldn’t forget which ones and flew up to poke her head up and over the field. A smile spreading across her face, she flew over to the human and the monster carrying apples and flowers to greet them, but before she could say anything, they greeted her with a thing she’d completely forgotten about: it was that time of year!
“Oh, man, I’d completely forgotten that it was almost Valentine’s Day! Thanks for reminding me and wishing me a happy one, you two! I’m gonna have a busy busy busy day tomorrow, going around to give people Valentine’s stuff and wishing them a happy one!”
She didn’t say anything about the apples and flowers, having assumed that they were going out to deliver them or something. As such, she gave them a little wave in thanks and started to fly off towards the town.
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Starter Call
bc i need more stuff to occupy myself with
like for a starter with either Dawn or Chi! if you prefer one over the other, throw a reply saying which one o/
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