#misc-muses

[hxzelwallflower]

@misc-muses cont. REST IN SHIT.

*In the arms of an angel.sfx.* Finally , she knows inner peace .

[c0nn0rb0t]

"O-of course Amanda"

[strebcr-a]

Dude... that strebcr guy followed me what do i do 😭

Send their ass back to void! Only the flames can cleans their sins now 😔

[olliesmultimuse]

@misc-muses sent: "Get behind me." Reaches very slowly for the gun on his hip. (Ford for Dipper)

unprompted asks (always accepting)

Dipper's eyes widened in surprise, "What? Why?" He questioned with a worried tone, already getting behind Ford. He felt his heart rate racing when he saw Ford slowly reaching for the weapon.

[pine-dexter]

"You're lucky I don't smother you in your sleep." Stan is grumpy about somebody reciting the digits of pi 🙄

"Forgive me for being anxious!" His twin snaps back, arms crossed as he sits up in his bunk bed. He nearly misses smacking his head on the roof of the cabin in his haste.

"I'm trying to refocus so I can start thinking of escape routes. You stole a row boat, Stanley! Someone needs to come up with a contingency plan!"

[pri-rp]

This meme has big Kris energy and I can't explain it

"just think about it."

[fcrgottn]

@misc-muses asked: 💖💯✏️

Munday asks

✏️ — how long have you been roleplaying on tumblr?

My first rp blog was my steven universe oc blog @fvllnbcryl. I made it in 2016. So around 9 years.

💖 — what was one of the greatest/happiest moments you’ve had in the rpc?

I can't think of anything at the moment, honestly

💯 — share three facts about yourself that your mutuals may not know about you.

I have calendar/ time synesthesia, I see time in my head as a moving line with dates, and when I think of a specific date, I see the line moving and zooming. There is a separation for before and after 2000, with a red dot on 2002 (the year i was born)

I love shiny hunting

Back in high school I made up a language for a project I since then abandoned

[thebladesmithmuses]

"Hey, Mario, how much soup is soup?" From Luigi

world's shittiest rp memes™: jerma985 cooking-themed sentence starters (from his cooking simulator streams)

"Are you drunk or did you have a stroke?" Mario asked, mildly concerned.

[timidblues]

"Oh, dear, you're shivering. Here, take my coat." ( from Simon. He missed his daughter :-) )

She hadn't expected the visit from Simon since they haven't seen eachother in quite a while, but safe to say, she wasn't going to complain at all. If anything, she was overjoyed to see him again! She had just come home too, having turned the heaters on to warm up her house in this cold weather. And Simon must've noticed too, since a shiver went through her entire spine even when she tried to suppress it. His sudden gesture took her by surprise however, blinking for a moment before fully processing what he was doing.

* O-Oh!― A-Are you su― The blonde started before cutting herself off, simply smiling and looking over at him warmly. She held his coat closer to herself and slipped her arms into the sleeves, sighing. * Thanks, dad...

[bob-artist]

Since the Canada griffin was proudly mentioned recently I figure it can’t hurt to ask if you do happen to have plans to design Canada griffin goslings at some point in the future? (muse permitting)

I DO NOW.

I present to you

honklings

[pri-rp]

"Never said you did. No pain's impressive though. Still, damage is damage whether you feel it or not." They're just crocuhed examining the mechanisms. There had to be a way to undo these things, after all.

The head tilts slightly, causing that mop of hair to hide their expression further. it looked like these springs were pushing it closed... so, if they just lush those springs down... bingo. trap opened. "Step out." the springs were heavy, after all.

Confidence? Execution?

He doesn't follow.

His voice is hushed and bitter as he attempts to explain. "Ralph didn't do this on purpose." What a silly thought. "They set traps so Ralph couldn't run away when they came for him."

The jaws are clamped tightly around his mid calf. He glances down at it and then back up at them, shaking his head. "It doesn't hurt."

[hxzelwallflower]

@misc-muses liked for a starter! ( Ice King ) - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

The crisp winter air tussled those soft locks , her frame slumped against the elder as they admire the landscape . An uneventful day filled with mindless babble , until something breached his vocabulary . A moment of clarity , trying to recall the last royal monarch that graced his doorstep .

❝ Will you , still remember me ? ❞

[c0nn0rb0t]

"Ralph thinks the detective needs to mind his business." This is his big knife, and he'll do what he wants with it.

"It is my business to fully understand the situation before I can act" He put his hands up "I'm unarmed, and I won't hurt you" Best to remain calm and avoid stressing the other android out, lest he get stabbed.

[strebcr-a]

💖 hey, I love you and your blog. We've followed each other for a really long time and every interaction I've had with you has been pleasant and extremely fun. I love your shitposts, and your graphics, and always think of Streber fondly because of you even if I don't know the source material. You're awesome

In these hard times we could all use some positivity!

So send 💖 with a positive message in someone's inbox! Let them know what you enjoy about their blog, portrayal, writing, graphics ect!

Hello sorry for the late reply but ahhhhh thank you so much 😭😭😭😭😭 I'm glad you like the shenanigans of this blog and it's great to see your back! I missed seeing you on the dash so much ahhhh!!! I hope we can interact more again ( ; v ; )/

[whatevcr-us]

A shudder of horror. Bad posture, a gut, and a fez he'd rather never seen again. Oh joy.

He follows his older self's gaze to the fizzed-out portal, and his words finally get through that thick skull. He wasn't supposed to be here. That portal hadn't been for him. While this guy was looking for his brothers, his Stanford...

He swallowed hard, and tried to hide his discomfort and guilt.

"I...I fought 'im, too. Got a bad burn. Got up, stumbled around. Could barely think straight it hurt so bad."

Then he'd fallen through. That's all that mattered. Stanford had still been scrabbling for the book in his hands.

"And you've...been trying to get him back for...for years?"

First... them... he's run into? There's no way he could even begin to fathom how big the multiverse really was. Nor does he want to. The telltale sound of the portal shutting down for good elicits a sigh.

"Better get used to it, pal. This," he's motioning towards his tummy area and lack of pants, "is gonna be you someday."

What's he going to do now? Always a quick thinker, he's already cooking up a plan: get this guy back in the portal where he belongs. Keep him down here in the meantime so he doesn't have to explain the weird circumstance of someone who looks just like him showing up out of the blue. Or... well, doesn't hurt to have another pair of hands to help around here while he's stranded.

Him from thirty years ago would have hated this. That same voice pulls him from his thoughts at the mention of Stanford.

"...Yeah." And there's a version of them where he'd fallen in. Stan hadn't spoken about this to anyone in thirty years, staring back at the darkened frame as the events of the night go through his mind.

"We had a fight. Told me to take the book an' leave. I couldn't do it."

Ford ended up in the portal when he'd pushed him. Nothing left but his glasses, the book, and the house. He doesn't think he needs to say the rest.

[these-lovely-monsters]

Is it really too much to ask for a giant possessive monster to bite me and claim me as theirs and then carry me off to their den to be fucked within an inch of my life?