Pulling out a raw bit of meat, Link proceeded to bite into it, looking at the person next to him with a confused expression. "What's with that look?"
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❝ The ship can't survive without its unicorn, Iz, ❞ Frenchie says quietly yet matter-of-factly as he wipes Izzy's feverish brow with a cool cloth, lingering for a moment to brush a loose strand off before turning to the side to soak the warmed up cloth in the bowl of cool water again, both his voice and gestures an aching mix of exhaustion, sadness and tenderness, ❝ We'll crash and burn before we ever reach another shore. ❞
There are tears welling in his eyes and he doesn't want Izzy to see them, doesn't want to distress his already overtaxed system even more, so he takes an extra moment to wring the cloth over the bowl while blinking rapidly to get rid of the tears.
And yet, a sob weasels its way into his words as he adds, almost an afterthought ( that sounds far more bitter than it has any right to be ):
❝ I thought you knew that. ❞
[ OPEN for Izzy post-S2 because ouizzy is something else entirely as a ship and I need more of them and because this phrase about the ship and its figurehead/unicorn appeared in my head and I thought that it would suit Frenchie the most because if someone knows about mythical symbolism of figureheads etc, it’s him also, he's upset his boyfriend seems to be giving up ]
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there are two things i really love and it's plotting and mumus !! i've noticed my muse is so much stronger when i'm writing with a partner who can ✨match my freak✨ and when my charas get to explore a few different connections. so if u wanna maybe plot a little verse with a few different muses, like this and i'll mssg u ? 🫶🏼
click the source to find a lil pinterest inspo for every mumu idea i have. i'll expand a tiny bit underneath the cut, but we can go crazy and do something completely else too !
one. i'm thinking a crime mumu in a city that's been abandoned by authorities bc it's a lost cause. literally just wanna find out what would happen if we both put our worst muses into one place lmao
two. a friend group going camping ? maybe with tents, maybe they're renting a cottage somewhere. i'm thinking roadtrip, s'mores, skinny dipping. or we could go the horror route and maybe one of them is a killer, or they're being hunted by a killer
three. luxury yacht crew ! very below deck – esque. they work their asses off to create the perfect vacation for the worst type of rich people in the world. then they sneak off to steal a jetski in the middle of the night or get completely wasted when the guests get off at the mainland for a day
four. small foggy town where everybody knows everyone and you never get out. that's it. maybe a fitting setting for a supernatural verse if you're into that ?
five. employees at a ski lodge pleeease. they hit the slopes during their breaks and go sledding and play truth or dare in the common room in front of the fire
six. dark academia, we were liars – inspired. an art conservatory for the very privileged, very competitive. a small group of students who are best friends but also bitter rivals. backstabbers and lovers every single one of em
seven. good ol fashioned apocalyptic that we all know and love. muah !
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"Don't touch her." Sara speaks up, the direwolf in front of her snarling at everyone who was stepping too near her. As big as Sandborn was, she could tear a man's arm off clean if she desired to or felt Sara was threatened. Sometimes, she expressed Sara's own inner rage.
Her hands are on the side of the direwolf, trying to calm her down. "rolig, sandfødt, rolig." she calm down with the old tongue eyes scanning the room. "she won't allow you near until I say so. she been protective of me as of late." and ever since she came to her.
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" as long as i'm here, no one can hurt you ... "
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" do not fret, friend. i'm not sure who or what has frightened you so, but you're quite safe here. come, let's go to the apartment. are you hungry? i've become quite good at grilling cheeses. "
OPEN STARTER. / from wyll, blade of frontiers and also one small corner of manhattan.
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* 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 ,
𝙛𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙚 . ♡
“ you’d rather somethin’ toxic , so i poison myself again . . . again . ”
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open to f / nb !
" i'm starting to think that you don't hate me as much as you say . "
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"Why, you wound me. Of course you're special. I fall for every beautiful person I meet. And you, my friend, are truly beautiful."
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muse: han yisoo, nurse, 27
open to: m / f / nb ( m if romantic )
"what the hell happened?" yisoo’s eyes widen as they take in the crimson sight. "let's get you cleaned up."
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OPEN STARTER | Boo Yihwa
"New idea: you fuck off or I'll kill you. I hate the way you smell."
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𝐎𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫: 𝐋𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐤 & 𝐂𝐮𝐛 ~
𖤓 ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ Sanzo was seated near the bus stop, a frustrated exhale hissing past his lips. One hand cradled the side of his face, the other supporting the small bundle seated in his lap. He was envious of how warm the infant managed to stay, as if heat naturally radiated from the tiny body. He really didn't know what he was doing, only that he needed to reach India with a baby in tow & limited money. He had enough for a bus ticket & maybe some food. That left nothing to sustain his crippling nicotine addiction.
"What the hell...I'm really in over my head here."
He was talking to himself but the baby seemed to listen & understand him to some degree. Sanzo was answered with tiny babbles & a snot bubble from the little guy.
"Yeah, yeah. I know you're hungry," he states while ruffling his ward's shaggy amber hair. He must look ridiculous talking to a baby like this, but their relationship wasn't anything conventional.
"I know you're hungry. I'll get you something to eat once we reach the city."
But first, he has to figure out how to get there.
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"I hate it when you're wearing false lashes and you sneeze."
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OPEN STARTER FROM GUEST MUSE
"and you're looking for sonny because....?"
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Open Starter Call:
Oo'ri Forestrider, Spirit of the Emerald Canopy
Giving my attention now to one of the Big Three I haven't in a long time, the lingering spirit of Oo'ri, friend to Val'um and Adragol.
I wanna give my forest loving dragon lad some love again, so slap that like button if you want him to poke around your inbox for mushrooms or other plants!
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Ghira knows that he would, in all likelihood, enjoy being a grandfather. Eventually. But Blake is still just a baby. Even though he meant what he said about always supporting her, she's already been through so much. He wants her to be able to enjoy being young for as long as she can, even though the world is becoming increasingly dangerous.
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