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Heyyy guys, so, for those that follow my canon blog @caelestiacorpora you know what I'm going to announce, but otherwise I have decided to move the ocs here to there, and make it a massive multimuse of canon, oc, etc. <3 As of now this blog is now closed.

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Been feeling my oc muses a lot lately, to the point I've been debating making an rp group revolving around a scenario with one of the worlds I created. Even though I doubt it would come to fruition, it's been a brain rot idea for a while now.

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"This is... a different place than what I'm familiar with."

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So the OCs I was talking about are Chime and Agnes Elwell. For starters these two are based off a original 'what if' world within the Fate franchise, Agnes is the original self of Chime, and Chime is more or less that worlds 'guardian' of the throne of heroes. I put emphasis on the guardian part because she doesn't actually protect it. Due to the nature of what happened in Agnes' world, Chime was born from Agnes acting as a sacrifice in an attempt to hold the world together, becoming recognized through that act and creating the entity that goes by the name Chime. The specific details are still being fleshed out so please bear with me on that.

Chime's pretty ignorant of the world, and often seen as naive. This isn't too far from the truth. Usually she exists in a subset world within the throne, and that world is often pure white, with no actual discerning markers or details so despite holding the memories of her 'original' she has no actual experience in the world, or worlds she enters into. The other reason is very rarely do those around her become aware of her presence. She's only truly able to be noticed by servants summoned from the Throne of Heroes, or those with developed magic circuits. Normal humans cannot perceive her under almost any circumstances. She can interact with the physical world when she's there, but this is a case by case basis, and how much she actually wishes to do so.

Agnes Elwell, was by all means used as a a 'sacrifice' in her world. An outside primordial force messed with the world, and by extension the throne of heroes and the root of that world. Even though it had little to no chance of success, they wanted someone to act as an anchor to tie everything back together and keep it from unravelling further than it has. Agnes wouldn't even survive a couple minutes being connected to the unraveled Throne, but her actions led to Chime being born as a pseudo-guardian, almost like a concept extension of the Throne. Agnes herself knew she wasn't going to live through this. Her world was falling apart, so she either attempted to help fix it, or die without trying. Agnes has a very low view of herself but is willing to help in anyway she can, despite the amount of fear she might experience from it.

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Send 👶 for a glimpse at my Muse as a child!

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I keep forgetting to check in here. Though it doesn't look like many are actually active but I'm planning on adding at least two more OCs to this blog.

One of which is Chime, a guest muse I brought up previously. I'm still working out specifics for her, and then the other OC I am adding is kind of a 'tie in' type muse to her. Again. Still working on the details to them.

Brain is kind of all over the place, and has been for a while so it's bene near impossible to keep focus long enough to see whose on and who wants to rp with me.

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@kitxkatrp asked:

❝ you’re my person.  you’re beyond special to me. ❞ Childe and Nakano

The female was at a loss of words, eyes widening slightly as she processed what was spoken. Though her hand lifted, fumbling slightly to find his as her expression softened, fingers curling about his own as she smiled.

"Yes...You're beyond special to me too, Childe." The female murmured, leaning against him with an elated sound. "I don't know what I would do without you here." That was the blunt truth. She no longer could imagine a place with him not around.

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softer shippy prompts.

soft & simple quotes for all your shippy needs! a lot of these can work as platonic prompts if that’s preferred. feel free to change pronouns, descriptors, and context when needed. combine prompts too if desired ♡

WORDS.

❝ you’re so cute when you blush. ❞ ❝ your hair is so soft … ❞ ❝ you smell really good … ❞ ❝ how is your skin so soft? ❞ ❝ your laugh makes me melt.  it’s super cute. ❞ ❝ god, you are so CUTE, it’s not fair!!! ❞ ❝ i bet you’d look really cute/pretty/handsome in a dress/gown/suit and tie/tuxedo/(article of clothing). ❞ ❝ you’re all i’ll ever need. ❞ ❝ you have such pretty eyes. ❞ ❝ you always know exactly how to make me laugh … ❞ ❝ your dimples are absolutely adorable. ❞ ❝ are those freckles on your cheeks that i see? ❞ ❝ i guess all the love songs i’ve ever sang were about you. ❞ ❝ is it weird that i’ve daydreamed about our wedding? ❞ ❝ the word ‘love’ can’t even scratch the surface of what i feel for you. ❞ ❝ you’re my person.  you’re beyond special to me. ❞ ❝ there are seven billion people on this planet, yet you’re the only one for me. ❞ ❝ there’s no touch that feels like yours. ❞ ❝ every morning i want to wake up hearing your voice, seeing your smile. ❞ ❝ you taught me what love is … and what it means. ❞ ❝ being wrapped in your arms is a truly special feeling. ❞ ❝ the sound of your voice is like heaven to me. ❞ ❝ i truly can’t control my heart when i’m around you. ❞ ❝ just stay here with me … by my side. ❞ ❝ promise you’ll always be here for me … ? ❞ ❝ i love you.  more than anything. ❞

ACTIONS.

send +↻ for the reverse!

[ sing ] — sender sings a love song to receiver [ bath ] — sender draws a bath for receiver [ cry ] — sender lets receiver cry on their shoulder [ tear ] — sender wipes receiver’s tears [ cuddle ] — sender cuddles up to receiver as they’re just waking up [ art ] — sender sketches a picture of receiver [ snap ] — sender snaps a picture of receiver when they’re not looking [ kiss ] — sender kisses along a stretch of receiver’s skin [ clothe ] — sender helps receiver remove an article of their clothing [ embrace ] — sender jumps into receiver’s arms [ carry ] — sender carries receiver to bed [ lift ] — sender playfully picks up receiver from around their waist [ pin ] — sender pins receiver underneath them [ massage ] — sender gently massages receiver [ sit ] — sender sits on receiver’s lap [ lean ] — sender leans against receiver’s shoulder [ scar ] — sender shows receiver one of their scars [ wrap ] — sender wraps their arm around receiver’s waist to pull them close [ pillow ] — sender uses receiver’s lap as a pillow [ goodnight ] — sender kisses receiver goodnight [ hold ] — our muses lace their fingers together [ dance ] — our muses slow dance together [ candle ] — our muses cuddle in a dimly candlelit room [ tub ] — our muses share a hot tub together [ nuzzle ] — our muses touch noses [ laugh ] — our muses laugh together [ bed ] — our muses share a bed

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The female floated down, almost as if sinking in a pool as her knees rose up to her chest. "There is a lot of people here." The way she moved, even resting in the way she was, was almost akin to watching someone swim underwater, gracefully gliding through the air like it was water. Even her clothes seemed to float and shift around her.

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Brain spat out an OC for Fate that couldn't possibly exist and I don't know how to feel about her. I really want to yeet her at people but at the same time I'm terrified of people and feel like she might get shit thrown at her. Hm. Decisions. Also new header graphics!

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I've been even less active here than on my Canon Multimuse blog, good lord. Anyways for those that don't follow me there as well, I've been hitting a pretty end of the school year stretch at work as well as dealing with personal stressors. So I've been hit with a decent writers block. Even more so for my OCs. As with the other I'm hoping within the coming week I'll be more active even if for a short time before the summer school program.

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Send ⏩ to meet my muse's future self

Likewise, send ⏪ to meet my muse's past self

(Note that this isn't doesn't have to be "child" or "adult" selves, the self can be a past or future life, or an event in my muse's life that happened/will happen while they're still at their current age.)

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Psst. Anyone want to plot a ship- platonic or romantic? I will pay in cookies and angst-

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"This is vastly different than what I'm used to." She was used to a small simple village and none of this.. high tech.

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The Very First Memory

Cui’s very first life, her first memories born unto the world around her, when her ego flourished in the cradle of civilization. This is often set during Babylonia, around the city of Uruk long before she truly ‘knew’ who she was. In this verse she doesn’t fully realize what she is, it is sometimes akin to just breathing for her. She knows she’s different, but she’s not aware why she’s different. Her power has not activated fully either, and she doesn’t have the ability to access any of her normal stages as she does in the future. She still has her increased stats but to a smaller degree.

Within this verse she is just simply the daughter of a carpenter family, often times helping out the other villagers of the district and doing various chores.

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TW: Vent

I would be lying, if I said I didn't think about just giving up writing altogether. It feels like every time I finally have motivation and a good mood to write, something happens that just sucks the life out of me. To the point I'm forgetting key things about my muses and growing frustrated. I've been trying to build up my motivation and mental health for a couple months now, but it's just... Every time I finally get motivation and this is supposed to be my way of coping with stress. So now it's all becoming stressful.

I'm so... thoroughly exhausted by it. Most of me wants to keep writing, but then there's just the part that keeps going 'what's the point if I'm either going to lose the motivation by the time I'm able to sit and write or I end up dealing with people who dance around responses and avoid talking to me about it." Like, if you don't have muse, or you don't have motivation. Tell me because my brain is going to get myself all worked up and excited for a roleplay or response and then it's going to come CRASHING down the moment the side step the conversation or avoid the subject altogether. I end up in a cycled loop that just feeds into depression because I can't outlet like I usually do.

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i just think, muses bloodied and bruised and arriving at their loved ones’ doorsteps disoriented and barely conscious. don’t you think -