#juice muses

[transgenderkris]

why is gale seen as the boring lawful good one of the party, dude tells you the ancient story of the Horrible Fuckup of Mr Powerhungry Betterthaneveryone who destroyed the world and magic and reality in his pursuit of godhood using a cursed magic object and the SECOND gale catches a mere WHIFF of that exact cursed object hes like 'can i use that please please please pleasepleaseplease i prommy i can wield ultimate power better than Mr Powerhungry Betterthaneveryone without being corrupted for reeeeeaal this time'. he is a freak he just needs a minute to work up to it

[clown-demon]

"Drinking is better when you do it with someone~!"

[wordswhisperinthedark]

I think the biggest reason why the long forms are my favourite sfth thing is that as someone who spends ages writing because the words won't go the way I want immediately, it's amazing to see a group conjure up such wonderful and well-written stories with beautiful arcs and conclusions (plus the healthy doses of chaos), and well fleshed-out characters in the space of like, 30 minutes or less?? On the spot?? And with other people all throwing their ideas in at the same time?? *mind blown*

[drinkyourvillainjuice]

You disaster!Dime enjoyers may be pleased to hear I just got done writing the single worst decision Dime can make so far.

[apicelladonna]

(Ferte in noctem animam meam) Grindeldore one shot, post HBP.

Dumbledore’s steps were slow, each one a battle against the searing pain that coursed through his withered body. The blackened, necrotic flesh of his right hand, throbbed like Greek fire kissed it. He felt the corruption spreading further now, creeping up his his upper torso and nearing the place where he thought his heart would be.

The gates of Nurmengard loomed before him, a once-proud fortress now decayed in the shadow of its former master. He stepped through it, the scent of rot heavy in the air. Dead Aurors and house-elves littered the courtyard, victims of the final assault of the dark lord's quest for answers.

The war had turned, its tides sweeping away what little hope had once flickered. Now, that hope rested on the shoulders of the young. All of them carrying the burden of a world too heavy for a hopeful future.

Each step up the spiral staircase was torture. His breath rattled in his chest, and his vision blurred with pain. But still, he climbed. He knew what awaited him at the top. He knew why he had come.

The door to the tower was ajar. Tom had been here.

He paused for a moment, his weary mind spinning through the possibilities. Tom Riddle had sought out the only other dark wizard who had once held the Elder Wand.

Gellert.

He had come for answers, but he would have found none. Albus knew this because he knew Gellert Grindelwald better than anyone alive.

In his arrogance, his pride, his twisted sense of loyalty, Gellert would never have divulged the truth. Not to Tom. Not to anyone.

And now Albus no longer held the wand. Its allegiance had shifted—first to Draco Malfoy, and who knows where after. Perhaps Voldemort had realized this. Perhaps that was why he had left Gellert like this.

Dumbledore stepped through the doorway into the tower room.

Gellert lay crumpled on the cold stone floor, his thin prison robes hanging limply over his wasted frame. His once-vibrant eyes, those piercing mismatched eyes Albus had known so well, were vacant now, staring at nothing.

He was a hollow shell, a body left to rot where it had fallen. Tom Riddle had not even afforded him the dignity of a final word, a final glance.

Albus took a shaking breath, his heart breaking in a way it hadn't in decades. Gellert. The boy he had loved. The man who had turned into his greatest enemy. And now this—just another casualty of a war that had stretched over lifetimes.

With every ounce of strength he had left, Dumbledore knelt beside him. Pain shot through his body, but he ignored it, his focus solely on Gellert. Gently, he took the rigid, lifeless body in his arms, lifting him so that Gellert could sit upright against the stone wall. The old wizard’s hands shook as he closed Gellert’s eyes, those once-bright eyes that had seen so much of the world’s wonder and darkness alike.

There were no words. What could he say? No eulogy would ever be enough for the complicated, tragic life of Gellert Grindelwald. He had been a visionary and a tyrant, a lover and a monster. And now, he was gone.

No one would come to mourn him. No one would check on the man who had once threatened the very fabric of the magical world. In the midst of another wizarding war, with Voldemort's shadow creeping ever closer, Gellert Grindelwald was just another body, forgotten in the chaos.

And Albus—Albus would soon be another as well.

He leaned back against the cold stone wall, his cursed hand resting limply in his lap. The pain was unbearable now, the curse nearly overtaking his entire body.

But for this moment, there was peace. There, in the silence of the highest tower, with the dead all around, he could rest.

Beside the man he had once loved. Beside his heart.

Beside Gellert.

The world could wait a little longer as Albus closed his eyes, resting on the other wizard's shoulder.

[melverie]

Gotta say tho I LOVE how basically everything in the Devildom has the word 'devil' or 'aku' from 'akuma' in it. FabSnap is like the only outlier but other than that... Devildom, obviously. Devilgram. Akuzon. AkuDonald's. Devil salmon terrine. Devil duck confit. Devil crush super spicy mango juice. Akuber. Demonus is literally just 'demon' + 'us'. It's like they constantly need a reminder that they're demons

[gunslinginnhogtyin]

Butch is preoccupied with jarring up the remainder of his special homemade moonshine that he’s bringing to the party, humming to himself all the while. A variety of delicious fruit flavored alcohol all packaged neatly in their own individual mason jars.

[countlessrealities]

💜 VALENTINE'S STARTER CALL ! 💜

Hit the LIKE on this post for a short Valentine's themed starter !

I'll work on them during the weekend and post them through next week

Please, specify which muse(s) you want (you can ask for more than one)

Platonic Valentines are very welcome!

We don't need to have an established dynamic, I'm up for fun holiday-themed first meetings

We don't need to have interacted before either, it could be a good way to break the ice

[zhongrin]

*taps mic* yes hi hello is this working. ahem ahem. testing one two three.

ah yes. we're back to normal now lol

..... were yall surprised ( •̀ ᗜ •́ )

long story short, i just wanted to do something for april fools… last year albedo made an appearance, so i thought of doing the same this year... but i felt like it would be repetitive. so given the recent developments and future events, this idea came up lol

in any case, it's the truth that i've been warming up to neuvillette.... i've been writing more for him, and if you saw my 2023 wrapped post you probably saw him as a 'runner-up'... and i really do mean it when i say he's been kinda occupying the back of my brain since last year hskdljfklsd at the end of his story quest... his tone when talking to kiara.... sobsob ueueue

however, i'm honestly still unsure if i can/want to have an actual selfship with him (ó﹏ò｡) i can't figure out how it'll work out yet... it just feels like with neuvillette's canon personality, he wouldn't even think of glancing my way in the first place, given the circumstances…. and zhongli... what do i do about him.... ough....

maybe he'll be a separate ship (e.g. zhongwrinth is one au, wrinlette in one au) on his own… maybe rinvillette will be a 'pining but not actually dating' kind of selfship.... idk..... on that note, i really should be making a selfship post huh lol

also, he's rerunning in less than 24 hours (like. 19 hours-ish for me) and i hoped this would be a sufficient offering for the hydro dragon to come home early… i'll play him twinkle twinkle little star on my guzheng while pulling or something, since it should arrive tomorrow afternoon lmao… i hope he likes the instrument that 'sounds like flowing water' hdlshdls

in any case, thank you for interacting in the short little event! it was more of a spontaneous decision on my part, but i hope you all had fun and i didn't butcher neuvillette's character too much, he's so hard to muse orz <3

lil doodle bonus of what could have been:

[im-an-anthusiast]

Came

I am ever so glad, that you came

With a typo so endlessly lame

I am ever so glad, that you came

Seemingly, funnily, with no shame

I am ever so glad, that you came

Whether or not, it was in your aim

I am ever so glad, that you came

So so good, at our monologue game

I am ever so glad, that you came

Unapologetically not tame

I am ever so glad, that you came

Only on smiling lips, is your name

I am ever so glad, that you came

And that you will stay, despite the fame

I am ever so glad, that you came

Without you, it would not be the same

I am ever so glad, that you came

That you are the you that you became

I am ever so glad, that you came

For my joy, there is one more to blame

I am ever so glad, that you came

I am ever so glad, that you came

LOVINGLY DEDICATED TO THE WONDERFUL @squishykitty825

[transgenderkris]

yes laios is autistic, of course, obviously. but we're all sleeping on autistic senshi

[cherrylng]

Guitar Princes - Part 2 [STYLE Series #004 - Muse (August 2010)]

The original prince of guitar is undoubtedly this man, Led Zeppelin's Jimmy Page. The length of his arms and legs, the way he held his guitar …… Everything about him was cool, and he was admired by men and women of all ages around the world.

Peter Frampton was popular as an idol during the “hard” era of the 1960s, and later had a string of hits with Humble Pie and as a solo artist. Peter Frampton is still active today after many twists and turns. He used to be cute.

The late Matthew Ashman (right), with his beautiful mohawk, and the members of Bow Wow Wow. John Frusciante, formerly of the Red Hot Chili Peppers, was an admirer of Ashman's.

The Prince of Glam is, after all, Marc Bolan of T. Rex. He was popular for his fine permed hair and slender, sparkling fashion. He lived with witches, died prematurely in a car accident, and there's no shortage of legends about him.

Paul Simonon (third from left) is the most legitimately good-looking member of The Clash, with each member having a different charm. His two sons, Louis and Claude, are also models!

Nick Heyward of Haircut One Hundred, drew a lot of cheers wearing an Aran jumper from enthusiastic female fans and caused a whirlwind in the genre of Funka Latina. Even now that he has become an old man, he still looks somewhat cute.

Paul Weller, the dashing, fashionable leader of The Style Council with Mick Talbot (left), who appeared at The Jam and became a solo artist and an influence to Oasis and Ocean Colour Scene.

The uncle who co-wrote Band Aid's “Do They Know It's Christmas” with Bob Geldof? No, no, it's Midge Ure, the “Bearded Prince” of the Ultravox era.

Scottish bard Mike Scott's cut from his Waterboys days. Many girls were attracted to Mike's appearance more than his deep traditional sound at that time.

Edwyn Collins was the frontman of Orange Juice. He may not have a beautiful appearance, but his unique guitar sound is still as appealing today as it was in the past.

Guitar Princes Part 1 Guitar Princes Part 3 Guitar Princes Part 4

[apollos-boyfriend]

Who do you think supplies qCellbit with blood on the reg? 🤔 Like do the brazilian polycule take turns?

One of the reasons he was tweakin' while Felps was gone was bc he refused to take MORE from his partners so he just ended up fasting for a day while Felps was gone?

Or does the federation supply him with blood/plasma bags? 🤨 After he gets tortured he starts refusing them outright?

Thoughts?

i thought about this all night and have returned with these conclusions:

for his blood supply. i think his primary source is all the brazilians w the exception of forever, bc of the common mythos of vampires and werewolves feuding. i think werewolf blood probably tastes like dirty socks to him. it's important to me that tazercraft put all his blood in little juice boxes which he Instantly swaps out for wine glasses bc he's dramatic like that. (there's a genuine reason for that—cellbit doesn't like feeding straight from people bc he's afraid that such close proximity and physically biting into the flesh will trigger things he'd rather keep in his past. therefore, tazercraft have a little blood station in the back to take everyone's blood and package it for him. they could've done normal blood bags however they r full of whimsy and therefore he gets juice boxes <3) there was Definitely a shortage when felps was kidnapped, which is where the secondary source of animal blood comes in. it's not as filling as human blood, kind of the equivalent of fast food vs a homecooked meal, so he was Not having a fun time. he is NOT made for surviving on shitty mcdonalds for 1/3 of his meals.

i think he HAS a tertiary source. however. he would rather die than turn to it, bc it's the "synthetic blood" tazercraft cooked up in their laboratories and it Genuinely tastes like cough medicine. in their defense. it fully does work. it's just as filling and nutritious as organic blood, it just Also tastes like chemicals and cellbit would rather die than have to stomach that.

when cellbit awoke/broke out he Did notice that there were multiple bloodbags in the fridge. he didn't want to take any bc. obviously. he doesn't trust anything the federation puts in front of him. so he couldn't taste test to see where they were from. however, from how refreshed and filled he felt, he has a Worrying Suspicion it was human blood, and he definitely fears what that could imply.

[drinkyourvillainjuice]

So work on chapter 7's going great...

[macangies]

the worms are back

[lunaetis]

tfw you want to write so bad but you don't know what.