#multimusexfive

[itsraiyninmeteors]

@multimusexfive

Yacha hadn’t had a great day around Ishgard...

Many of the folks around the city still didn’t accept her, mostly on being a Dragoon or even a match with the Azure Dragoon. Azure Dragoon this, Azure Dragoon that. It urked her so much that she tightened her grip on her spear in anger. It didn’t help matters when she was called a second Azure Dragoon. While that technically was right, she wanted her own title, not piggybacking on Estinien for one.

She had been polishing the end of her spear while in her thoughts, mindlessly cleaning it away of the last hunt she was on. It didn’t satisfy her, not one bit.

[thosewecanyetsave]

@multimusexfive liked for a starter with Alphinaud!

It didn’t matter how long he spent in Garlemald; Alphinaud was absolutely certain he would never grow used to the bitter cold that crept through his clothing and pierced into his very core. Spending any amount of time out in the wilderness left him feeling like he would never really know what warmth was again. 

Hurrying inside, Alphinaud rubbed his hands together before letting out a huff of warmed air to try to encourage blood to circulate faster to warm up his fingers. Logically, he knew it didn’t work that way, but it didn’t stop him from trying. 

It was only after he had done so that Alphinaud noticed he wasn’t alone. “Alisaie?” He had expected she would have been out longer, chasing after the beasts that were still causing problems.

[rosescripts]

‘ an independent multimuse, mutliship, multiverse roleplay blog that is selective, mutual-exclusive, 18+ exclusive and strictly uses discord as a writing platform.

pretty words written with a thorn  ✒  guidelines & characters  

below the cut is a sample of my writing starring two muses chosen at random. credits: psd - jaynedits & template - apocalypseresources

chunji & byeolri,

there's a community nestled inside seoul that is rumoured to be the home of modern day witches. these rumours varied on the details and usually depended on the tongue it comes from whether or not it's more than a rumour or simply just that. despite the conflicting tales and opinions, byeolri was set to find out for himself because on that small chance he finds himself face to face with a witch - or really anyone in touch with any kind of magics - they could very well be the source to set him and his fellow faes free from their confinement on earth.

the green fae found himself wondering through the streets, visiting shops and public places alike with the hope that something will turn into a lead. it's when his eyes catch sight of a voodoo shop that his faltering faith is given a second breath of life. upon entering there's a wave of confidence coming over him as the contents inside gave the impression this was more than just your simple knick knack store. this has to be the closest thing to home he's come across since he awoke on earth with a life he hasn't lived but felt all too real. he's fully engaged with the crystals set upon a shelf close to the front. they look just like the ones he sees all over social media yet there is something about the way he feels when he picks one up. could it be deja vu? has his memory not fully recovered from the mind games played by the trick of a dark spell?

inside the very same shop and tucked away in the back office is the community's most controversial young man, chunji. he'd heard the tiny bell ring above the door as its hit twice but being so focused on his task at hand he allows himself a minute or two to complete the line he was typing up before he goes to greet the customer. when the time comes, chunji meets the blonde man by one of the shelving units standing tall in the room, interrupting his shopping with smile and a welcoming voice. " is there anything i can help you with? "

new faces were always a tough one for the store associate. many of the customers he comes across that he doesn't know already walk into the shop seeing it as only a wonderland for those who enjoy witchy themed things, the perfect store for halloween decorations and spooky parties alike. the regular customers however know that every item in there has a purpose that is so much more than a decoration to create a scene. these customers are fellow witches, as chunji himself is a witch bound to an ancestral link that he's responsible for relinking to the community witches in his late teen years. in order to keep their magic safe chunji would never openly speak of it to just anyone. there's been far to much pain for all the witches for him to allow something, or someone, to start the cycle all over again.

" do you sell fairy dust? " byeolri is quite quick to the point. his reason for asking such of the employee before him is that if the answer happens to be yes and the product is provided, no one would know whether it was real or not more than a fae. after a short moment of thinking, chunji hums to himself whilst his feet already begin taking him off into an isle a little further into the store. up on the shelf he can see a single small bottle of fairy dust among a few fake ones. the dust would be too dangerous in the hands of an oblivious citizen so his fingers end up taking hold of a placebo instead. " here you go. sorry we don't have any other colours, short on stock. "

byeolri was only one step behind chunji so when the dark haired man stops in front of a shelf his eyes follow to examine what is on it as well. luckily he did but his sight lands upon the very thing he's been missing the most - fairy dust. to many the bottles may all look the same but no fae could ever mix the two up so when a fake one is handed to him he knows there is a secret being held here. " actually... " he reaches in front of chunji to snatch up the authentic one. " ...this one looks much better. " he examines it a bit as any customer would when they're purchasing something. when his eyes do lift and lock gazes with chunji he decides he's going to try and trap him into spilling the truth about this shop. " wouldn't you agree it seems more, i don't know, real? "

[ananthologyofsouls]

“The answer is no by the way, to whatever you’re about to say.” (from suzanne. Multimusexfive)

Ice breaker

"Well, it's a good thing I wasn't going to ask you anything, especially after our first and I was hoping last encounter." Eve scoffed crossing her arms why would ask for help from someone like her? 

@multimusexfive

[thancrxdwatxrs]

This is more than I signed up for. (alisaie to thancred! multimusexfive)

@multimusexfive

"This is more than what any of us signed up for," Thancred quipped, his tone a bit more stern than usual. "But we Scions never back down from a challenge. And don't worry..." He turned to her, offering a smile. "You won't be alone."

[praeteritus-memories]

Suzanne pokes Alucards tittes because yes thats what you're suppose to do to a complete stranger. "You aren't cold as ice...? Or are my fingers numb again?" (Multimusexfive excuse her, she couldn't resist -_-)

“No, not really. I don’t feel the cold the way humans do.” To him it’s just numb. Sure, he can feel heat from how many times he’s burned himself while cooking, but the cold was a strangely natural immunity for him. 

“Your fingers didn’t feel cold but as I said, temperature differs for half vampires.”

[medicusimmortalem]

✍ (ignis Multimusexfive probably to do with how he should be nicer to novus)

Nonverbal meme | Accepting | @multimusexfive

...If people don’t want him interacting with the child, then they could, perhaps, stop leaving him alone with the child. He’s never claimed to be a babysitter.

Actually, he has a better idea. He’s throwing his hands up and leaving. If anyone wants him, he will be spelunking where there is no civilization and no phone reception. Ta-ra.

[fragmenthearted]

🗑 from iggy xD | @multimusexfive​​

send me 🗑️ to slam dunk my muse in the garbage where they belong

The Chancellor provides little resistance for a man of such imposing stature - in fact, suspiciously little, given the muscles that Ignis no doubt can feel upon grasping his arm - nor, oddly enough, does his less-than-dignified landing seem to cause him much discomfort at all.

"Well," he drawls, seeming entirely unfussed by his new position atop his throne of trash. "How rude - I'm only a poor, entirely innocent old man, you know! See? I've fallen and I simply can't get up. You wouldn't possibly be so cruel as to just... leave me here, would you?"

[goddessvowed]

@multimusexfive || x 

Lightning had little desire for this royal ball. Such events were not for her, but through her existence as Crownsguard it was her duty to attend this event. For the protection of Prince Noctis. Fortunately, Ignis eventually broke away from these formal conversations and came to her and so she finally had meaningful conversations and was distracted by the behavior of the people.

Nonetheless, she noticed the eyes of the other women. A highly respected man like Ignis was talking to a woman like her. She wore no dress but her uniform, just like the others. Of course, for the ladies this wasn’t good enough.  No, Lightning wasn’t good enough.

Telling Ignis this and getting his answer though made her smirk and she couldn’t hide a small chuckle because she liked that he thought that way. However, she was more surprised when he suddenly asked for a dance. Light just stared at him in disbelief but then she smiled and gave him a short nod. “With pleasure.” and she took his hand, so Ignis could guide them towards the dancefloor.

[mgicunleashed]

"Iris, I may have discovered a way to get your brother off your back about dating..." Ignis looked around making sure the big guy couldn't hear. "Let's hook him up with someone, get him distracted. Your father has been nagging him to get a girlfriend to eventually marry and continue the line." (Ignis to Iris and his always bad ideas multimusexfive)

@multimusexfive

     🌺𝐼𝑟𝑖𝑠;;– ‘ Now, alright, that’s a concept. Except for the issue that my brother already got himself a pretty decent boyfriend. ‘ Her hand raises to point at one Nyx Ulric who looks up from the milkshake he was just downing and waves, having no idea why she was pointing at him. ‘ So dad can’t really say anything about that, even if he wanted to because at least he got something. ‘

[lucianprincess]

“Look into my eyes” (ignis multimusexfive )

@multimusexfive | SEND “LOOK INTO MY EYES” & MY MUSE WILL BOLD WHAT THEY SEE!

I SEE:

Absolute Conviction  |  Aggression  |  Ambition  |  Anger  |  Anxiety  |  Apathy  |  Arrogance  |  Bloodthirst  |  Bravery  |  Compassion  |  Confidence  |  Conflict  | Courage  |  Darkness  |  Defeat |  Denial  |  Desire  |  Despair  |  Determination  |  Devotion  |  Disappointment  |  Distrust  |  Dominance  |  Emptiness  |  an Enemy  |  Enlightenment  |  Envy  |  Excitement  |  Exhaustion  |  Elitism  |  Experience  |  Fear  |  a Friend  |  a Future  |  Gentleness  |  Greed  |  Grief  |  Guilt  |  Honesty  |  Honor  |  Hope  |  Hostility  |  Ignorance  |  an Illness  |  Insecurity  |  Integrity  |  Intoxication  |  Kindness  |  Lies  |  Loneliness  |  Longing  |  Loss  |  a Lover  |  Loyalty  |  Malicious Intent  |  Mania  |  Melancholy  |  Misery  |  Negativity  |  Overcompensation  |  Pain  |  Paranoia  |  Passion  |  Perseverance  |  Pettiness  |  Pity  |  Positivity  |  Pressure  |  Pride  |  a Purpose  |  Racism  |  Regret  |  Resentment  |  Resignation  |  Resolve  |  Sadness  |  Self-Hatred  |  Sexism  |  Shattered Remains  |  a Shining Light  | Something Familiar  |  Spite  |  Stress  |  Stupidity  |  Submission  |  Tranquility  |  Trauma  |  Trust  |  Vengeance  |  Warmth  |  Wisdom  |  Wrath  |  a Cry for Help  |  Something Eating Your Mind  |  the Years have Changed You

YOU’RE:

Animalistic  |  Approachable  |  Broken  |  Closed-Off  |  Cold  |  Crafty  |  Crazy  |  Defensive  |  Devious  |  Difficult  |  Disheartened  |  Emotionally Detached  |  Frightened  |  Frightening  |  Genuine  |  Guarded  |  Headstrong  |  Heartless  |  Human  |  Immature  |  Impatient  |  Inhuman  |  Insane  |  Intuitive  |  Lost  |  Mature  |  Noble  |  Patient  |  Pitiful  |  Primitive  |  Pure  |  Reliable  |  Remorseless  |  Reserved  |  Resourceful  |  Short-Tempered  |  Simplistic  |  Sly  |  Soft-Hearted  |  Struggling  |  a Threat  |  Trapped  |  a Troublemaker  |  Trusting  |  Understanding  |  Unique |   Unpredictable  |  Unwavering  |  a Victim  |  Wicked  |  Feeling Vindictive  |  Guilty of Something  |  Hiding Something  |  Lost in Thought  |  Planning Something  |  Scared of Me  |  Scaring Me  | Someone I can Trust  |  Someone I Can’t Recognize Anymore  |  Someone to Fear  |  Someone Worthy of Respect |  Weak to Manipulation  |  Weighed by Something

YOU:

Aren’t Being Yourself  |  Belittle Yourself  | Don’t Want to Hurt Me  |  Don’t Want to Leave Me  |  Drown Yourself in Something  |  Feel Alone  |  Feel Empowered |  Have a Plan that Involves Me  |  Have No One Else to Turn to  |  Have Nowhere Else to Go  |  Have Seen Some Things  |  Haven’t Been Sleeping  |  Lie to Yourself  |  Lost Faith/Trust in Me  |  Lost Something/Someone Important  |  Need Me/my Help  |  No Longer Believe Me  |  See Me as a Thing  |  See Me as Someone Else  |  Seek to Hurt/Harm  |  Seek to Manipulate  |  Think Highly of Yourself  |  Think I’m Hiding Something  |  Think Little of Yourself  |  Think You Know Best  |  Want to Hurt Me  |  Want to Protect Me  |  Want to Sleep with Me  |  Want to Use Me

[itsraiyninmeteors]

@multimusexfive

Vanessa seemed to have her thoughts dwelling on something, idly plucking at some of the strings of her harp. Ideas of a song she heard of in bits and pieces were in her head and she was contemplating the words, so focused on it that she paid little else to her surroundings.

It was warm and comfortable inside the manor though as the chill of the winds were getting to be a little too much for her to handle. She could stand the cold for a while, but the winds today were especially frigid. Her silver eyes stayed half opened while she was warmed by the fire, plucking a string here and there to get a feel for the song.

[lucianmuses-blog]

@multimusexfive

“..What’re you doing?”

[ofblazefire]

😴  - Curl up next to my sleeping muse (Ignis multimusexfive)

Soft Intimacy Meme

        ⚡⚡⚡ ➟  The woman was almost in a deep sleep, that is until she was awoke from her slumber as she felt movement by her side in the tent. She felt a bit irritated as something pulled her from the sweet bliss of sleep but as soon as she sat up and glanced to her side she couldn’t help but lose her anger.

Lightning was quite surprised when she realized if was Ignis that stirred her from her sleep and curled up next to her. How could she become mad about something like that? Honestly, she found it somewhat cute. She couldn’t help but smile at this, seeing as he was sleeping like this. Soon, she laid back down to try to rest as well, not minding it at all, after all not everyone can control what their body does in it’s sleep.

[ananthologyofsouls]

Moved @multimusexfive

She should have expected for him to know how to dance, he had been with Noctis for most of his life. She knew how to dance due to being involved with her own kingdom’s royalty. She smiled as she glides around with him. 

Looking at him always made her feel guilty if only she had met him earlier and saved him from going blind. But it was the crystal’s will as payment, she rests her head on his shoulder nuzzling him. “I see, was she good?” She chuckles. “I look forward to when that day comes.” She smiles at him kissing him gently. 

She pulled away. “It’s fine. I am just happy to be with you.” She smiled sadly at him. “I’ll try and help you the best I can be the best partner I can be.” She stopped wrapping her arms around his neck gently stroking the hair at the back of his neck. 

[thancrxdwatxrs]

“Murder is okay” (alisaie Multimusexfive)  

@multimusexfive

Thancred gasped, seemingly appalled. "Alisaie!" His lips then formed a smirk, a soft laugh escaping his lips. "Don't let your brother catch you saying that."