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important;; don’t be shy if you have a plot idea with me. I’m really open to these big, intricate storylines between our muses that have room to expand the characters and see development. Wanna ship our muses? Hit me up. Think my muse would be a great sibling figure to your character? Tell me. Have a cliche plot that you wanna do? I’m down. Please, I honestly love making these storylines and falling head over heels for a ship or get really emotional over relationships and enjoy how the story & characters progress.

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closed for morifinwethedark

The guards wore no small amount of metal.

Even after a few months hopping from shard to shard, it still surprised him that people would go around encasing themselves in metal, and considering it the highest form of protection. Of course guards had worn metal on Scadrial, but not so commonly. It was as if everyone here had metal on them, and Kelsier had confirmed that early. Burning Steel, he noted the amount of blue lines that burst from his chest, for his eyes alone. Those who guarded him assumed that since they had taken his glass daggers, he was harmless to them. They also assumed he could not escape, and they were quite wrong on both points.

Though he was curious who they were taking him to. These people did not seem strictly human, or at least not as he knew humans to look like. Pointed ears, and far taller than he thought possible - fighting them would be interesting, but he would rather meet with this Lord Caranthir first. If Kelsier could get a chance to see how the lords treated their people on this world, he’d  have a far better idea of what his next course of action would be.

He started burning pewter, burning it steadily alongside his tin and his steel. The sounds of armored feet hitting stone and people speaking in whispers around him amplified as Kelsier and his escort entered the hall. It was as grand a place as he had seen, alike to Kredik Shaw in a way. It was the home of a lord, done in reds and whites and gold, filled with metal and finery. And yet, Kelsier gave it all little heed. His goal was seated in front of him, a dark haired man with an intense face.

The eight guards took a few steps, seemingly to give Kelsier space to kneel. He did not bend, rather, he took a step forward and grinned. There was no Lord Ruler to defy with smiles, but they could not take his laughter away either.

                  ❝Lord Caranthir, I assume? ❞ Kelsier said, the mistcloak hanging about his shoulders making him look quite out of place. But it wasn’t as if he had had much time to change into local clothes, stumbling on this stronghold so quickly as he had.

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USE THE LETTERS OF YOUR MUSE’S FIRST NAME TO DESCRIBE THEIR PERSONALITY I was tagged by: morifinwethedark

K: knowledgeable  E:  enigmatic L: leaderly S: stubborn I:  idealistic/insightful E: egotistical R:  resourceful

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...and an explanation to why my activity is gonna be low for the foreseeable future (will be reblogged to all blogs this applies to, contains info on the state of the blogs + why i’ve been quiet)

blog status:

ofhathsin: limited activity noblearacano: probably the most activity, but still limited weaverofages: least activity

so! as some of you who follow my personal know, two weeks ago my grandmother was walking on a bike path and someone on a bicycle ran into her at 15+ mph. she required two brain surgeries, an orthopedic foot surgery, and will require another brain surgery in about two months. i was planning on mentioning this earlier, but my energy levels have been unfortunately low as hell. likely, i’ll be coming on at night, one blog a day if at all. i’ll be much slower with threads, and also likely more selective.

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       send me ‘ ♣︎ ‘ and i’ll generate a number between                   1 - 110 for what my muse will say to yours.                           (  contains a range of themes. mostly angst/fluff/smut.  ) 

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[ logging to reread final empire and cry abt this flamboyant lil shit and cringe my way through g. o t but you can like this for a starter later ! ]

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“Heart means everything.”

                            ❝So do actions. What of the man who                               fights for those he does not believe in                               for coin? ❞ Kelsier had always considered those lives forfeit for what they did. But this was not his world, not his shard, and this was a man he did not know.

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Lyric Sentence Starter

“I fall asleep with the lights on.” “You gotta be open minded.” “Hey, sweetie. I hope you’re good tonight.” “Sometimes I think I’m going crazy.” “Don’t blink. They won’t miss you at all.” “____, don’t cry.” “I’ll be there just to watch you fall.” “And now you wish that you meant something.” “You know you’re just another one of my mistakes.” “Heart means everything.” “I hope you make peace with your pain.” “Lazy lover find a place for me again.” “You know I would wait forever.” “God, I’m sick of sleeping alone.” “Am I messed up?” “They keep playing sad songs on the radio.” “Whiskey princess, drink me under, pull me in.” “I woke up in a stranger’s bed.” “You’re salty like a summer’s day.” “I’m dying to live.” “I’m trying to clean up the mess I’ve made.” “Tell my friends we won’t be long.” “Give me one good reason.” “Baby, I’m a fucking waste.” “If you feel the same way then how can we be friends?” “You’ll be the end of me.” “I’m a cliche in a song.” “What’s so good about picking up the pieces?” “I’m thinking something’s gotta give.” “I’m over getting older.” “Turn a page, I’m a book half unread.” “Stop fucking around with my emotions.” “I have the hardest time resisting you at all.”

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        ❝I’m fine, honestly!❞

    Kelsier grinned, flipping a dull bronze boxing in one hand from where he sat perched on the back of a chair. He’d need the coin for Pushing off and jumping across the city later, but for now he’d sit in the inn and take a moment to rest. There was blood soaking through his vest, but he was alright. For the moment, the pewter he was burning strongly would handle his pain and strengthen him. He’d need help eventually, but not immediately. 

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                         Kelsier burned pewter.    He Pulled and Pushed himself from building to building, the loping gait of a Mistborn at night coming as naturally as breathing. Strength flooded his bones as pewter burned softly, comfortable and familiar. It was enough to keep him going for quite some time, but he didn’t flare it. There was no reason to. His metal reserves were high enough to sustain him for quite some time yet, assuming he was careful. And if he wasn’t, which, honestly, was quite common, Kelsier carried a vial of metals in water tucked on his belt.    This would have seemed a normal night in Luthadel, had there been any mists swirling. It was odd, to leap through the air without the thick mists around him. He would make do, however strange. Kelsier had left his mistcloak in his bag - he had a feeling these people would not even know what it was. His glass knives were tucked into his belt as ever, though. Not even a place without Allomancy would convince him to switch to metal ones.       Kelsier landed as soft as he could, extingusing all his metals save for pewter, bronze and tin. He left those on almost all the time, however, so it wasn’t unusual or noticeable. He walked out of the alley he had landed in, more than a bit surprised to see someone watching him. Watching him drop about fifty feet and walk away.                  ❝Good evening, dear traveler. ❞ Kelsier said, his ever present grin appearing on his face. There was a tavern nearby, by the sound of it, and he supposed he might be able to drag this confused soul in and get some answers. 

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'captain america: the winter soldier' starter prompts

❝ On your left. ❞ ❝ Don’t say it. Don’t you say it. ❞ ❝ Need a medic? ❞ ❝ You should be ashamed of yourself. ❞ ❝ It’s your bed, right? ❞ ❝ You must miss the good old days, huh? ❞ ❝ I’ll put it on the list. ❞ ❝ I’m sure they have a good reason. ❞ ❝ Relax, it’s not that complicated. ❞ ❝ You doing anything fun Saturday night? ❞ ❝ You know, if you ask Kristen out, from Statistics, she’d probably say yes. ❞ ❝ Too shy, or too scared? ❞ ❝ You seemed pretty helpless without me. ❞ ❝ You want to be a hero? Is that it? ❞ ❝ Well, this is awkward. ❞ ❝ I think that’s overstating things. ❞ ❝ You just can’t stop yourself from lying, can you? ❞ ❝ I’m not obliged to do anything. ❞ ❝ It’s called compartmentalisation. ❞ ❝ Nobody spills the secrets, because nobody knows them all. ❞ ❝ I do share. I’m nice like that. ❞ ❝ I thought the punishment usually came after the crime. ❞ ❝ We can’t afford to wait that long. ❞ ❝ This isn’t freedom, this is fear. ❞ ❝ For as long as I can remember, I just wanted to do what was right. ❞ ❝ You’re always so dramatic. ❞ ❝ The world has changed, and none of us can go back. ❞ ❝ Sometimes the best that we can do is to start over. ❞ ❝ I’m here to ask a favor. ❞ ❝ You lose someone? ❞ ❝ What makes you happy? ❞ ❝ If you want, you’re welcome to use my machine. Might be cheaper than the one in the basement. ❞ ❝ Well, I’ll keep my distance. ❞ ❝ I don’t remember giving you a key. ❞ ❝ My wife kicked me out. ❞ ❝ I didn’t know you were married. ❞ ❝ There’s a lot of things you don’t know about me. ❞ ❝ You’re a terrible liar. ❞ ❝ He told me not to trust anyone. ❞ ❝ Anyone gets in my way, they’re gonna regret it. ❞ ❝ It kind of feels personal. ❞ ❝ I only act like I know everything. ❞ ❝ I’m not gonna ask you again. ❞ ❝ Bye-bye, bikinis. ❞ ❝ First rule of going on the run is don’t run, walk. ❞ ❝ My fiancé was just helping me with some honeymoon destinations. ❞ ❝ I have the exact same glasses. ❞ ❝ Shut up and put your arm around me. Laugh at something I said. ❞ ❝ Kiss me. ❞ ❝ Public displays of affection make people very uncomfortable. ❞ ❝ I just wondered how much practice you’ve had. ❞ ❝ Nobody special, though? ❞ ❝ Believe it or not, it’s kind of hard to find someone with shared life experience. ❞ ❝ You just make something up. ❞ ❝ The truth is a matter of circumstance. ❞ ❝ That’s a tough way to live. ❞ ❝ You know, it’s kind of hard to trust someone, when you don’t know who that someone really is. ❞ ❝ Who do you want me to be? ❞ ❝ Who’s the girl? ❞ ❝ You need anything before I leave? ❞ ❝ Want some milk? ❞ ❝ I thought I knew whose lies I was telling, but I guess I can’t tell the difference anymore. ❞ ❝ There’s a chance you might be in the wrong business. ❞ ❝ If it was down to me to save your life, would you trust me to do it? ❞ ❝ I hear the crab cakes here are delicious. ❞ ❝ That is a terrible, terrible idea. ❞ ❝ I wasn’t sure who to trust. ❞ ❝ Your work has been a gift to mankind. ❞ ❝ You shaped the century. ❞ ❝ Society’s at a tipping point between order and chaos. ❞ ❝ If you don’t do your part, I can’t do mine. ❞ ❝ See, it’s stuff like this that gives me trust issues. ❞ ❝ I just kind of wanted to be alone. ❞ ❝ We can put the couch cushions on the floor like when we were kids. ❞ ❝ I’m with you to the end of the line, pal. ❞ ❝ I don’t know if I can do that. ❞ ❝ I think it’s time you know the truth. ❞ ❝ The price of freedom is high. ❞ ❝ Did you write that down first, or was it off the top of your head? ❞ ❝ You smug son of a bitch. ❞ ❝ I’m sorry, did I step on your moment? ❞ ❝ Are you sure you’re ready for the world to see you as you really are? ❞ ❝ Did you get my flowers? ❞ ❝ You’re the best and the most ruthless person I ever met. ❞ ❝ You know, you’re a lot heavier than you look. ❞ ❝ I had a big breakfast. ❞ ❝ Please don’t make me do this. ❞ ❝ Unless you want a two-inch hole in your sternum, I’d put that gun down. ❞ ❝ This is gonna hurt. ❞ ❝ Man, shut the hell up. ❞ ❝ You know, there was a time I would’ve taken a bullet for you. ❞ ❝ You’re out of your depth, kid. ❞ ❝ I’m not gonna fight you. ❞ ❝ You’re my friend. ❞ ❝ You’re not going to put me in a prison. ❞ ❝ You’ll know where to find me. ❞ ❝ I’m headed to Europe tonight, Wanted to ask if you’d come. ❞ ❝ You might not want to pull on that thread. ❞ ❝ This is the age of miracles. ❞ ❝ There’s nothing more horrifying than a miracle. ❞

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            Come raise your lantern to the sky!

                                                          I .  II .  III .  IV                                                    [independent Kelsier rp blog of Sanderson’s Mistborn ]

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