#muse

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ASKED BY @ratherbewild​: ‘ i don’t have a safe place. ’ royal bash/keyleth

Starters from Jessica Jones

The easiest cracks to slip through are those born of underestimation. The most fervent lie is that born of innocence. Attendants turned hear about more than once in the early days. The guards have seen her wander ample gardens and be turned around by ‘ditziness’. They have been kind. She lies to them with a smile that trembles at its edges from the weight of deception. It makes the act real for them.

That is how a guard chuckles at her wanderings one night. Points her in a direction she seems too discreet — or, honorable — to ask for. By the time the door to Bash’s rooms are closed behind her, while they sit at the balcony to look at the expansive forest below, she is assured the guard will talk. How marvelously the two spend time together — how even that ... indiscretion can be forgiven if, at the end, the treaty holds. 

Perhaps even an heir will come of that. A terrible lie that she feels bad for not despising ... but there’s no way out of this that begins with the truth. She’s realized that much.

❝ ... well. Please, contain any inkling of a smirk, your highness. ❞ Keyleth says, hand on Bash’s shoulder to shake it. ❝ But I believe I can be that for you. You are that — for me. ❞

She keeps talking but stares out at the stars, and the sister moons, ❝ There will be a way out of this. We shall find it. ❞

[flyingupward]

okay ! so first step in my revamp is establishing what muses i’m going to be writing ! first and foremost, i’m doing myself a favor and NOT really having primary, secondary muses, etc. muses are weird. sometimes they’re loud, sometimes they’re not. i’m going to write who is loud and when muses go quiet, i sometimes might not write them for a while. i apologize if that happens to be someone you want to interact with. PLEASE know that i love and adore you and i will reply as soon as they wake up again. i’m always happy to plot aus so if you want to do that with someone who is awake, let me know !

i’ll be making a more fancy muse page and stuff, but until i have the spoons to do that, i’ll be posting A LIST under the cut. i’ve almost definitely forgotten at least one muse so if you followed me for someone and they aren’t on here, know that i probably still intend to write them and just forgot. feel free to ask. i will also write certain muses on a request only/private basis so that also works, though mostly for partners i know really well !

so without further ado, here is my current working muse list ( in alphabetical order ):

JOANNA BEAUCHAMP - witches of east end HELEN BLACKTHORN - the shadowhunter chronicles CASSANDRA BIANCHI - the blacklist DELILAH BRIARWOOD - critical role JOYCE BYERS - stranger things SAMANTHA CARTER - stargate JUSTINE COOPER - angel/buffyverse THERESA CULLEN - westworld KARA DANVERS/SUPERGIRL - dctv CASSANDRA DE ROLO - critical role JOCELYN FRAY - the shadowhunter chronicles ALMA GARRET - deadwood the archangels: GABRIEL, MICHAEL, and RAPHAEL - angelology TINA KENNARD - the l word/the l word: generation q KEYLETH OF THE AIR ASHARI - critical role LAUDNA - critical role LIL LOVELL - coyote ugly HELEN MAGNUS - sanctuary PATRICIA MAGNUS - sanctuary ABBY MCDEERE - the firm ( tv ) JULIA MCNAMARA - nip/tuck SUSAN MILLER - swingtown MAGDELENA MILLS - once upon a time ( oc ) RAQUEL MURILLO - la casa de papel NALI - critical role ( oc from call of the netherdeep ) PERSEPHONE - mythology MAUREEN ROBINSON - lost in space ELIZABETH SINSKEY - the robert langdon series ( mixed portrayal ) JACKIE SHARP - house of cards JACK SLOANE - ncis CALLIE STEVENSON - goliath ( divergent ) MYFANWY THOMAS - the checquy series CAROLYN TYLER - proof ALLURA VYSOREN - critical role STACY WARNER - house m.d. EMMA WHITMORE - timeless

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MUSE’S HANDWRITING MEME

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KEYLETH WARNER | Font: Nanum Pen Script

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[antolcgias]

ASKED BY @ratherbewild (feat. @luridtruths)  :: “ i can't stop. it's what i am. “ tealeth

HEROES & VILLAINS

❝ Oh my god — ho-ly shit. ❞ Hands spread over her face and then wound into her hair; allowing puffing gasps that shoot white into the winter air. She can feel her nose turning red, cheeks burning as well, as they stand in the school parking lot. ❝ Spare me, Baxter  — you too, Wicker, ❞ Tossed somewhere in the general direction of Tegan’s dad’s old car. The car shifts but only a little.

Keyleth stares up at the sky turning bright orange and then purple with the coming night and she gasps out in a sob, ❝ You two need to stop and think. Because I will pull you out of whatever ethereal world your souls get ... thrust into when you die so I can kill you all over again. ❞

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ASKED BY @herose: “ i thought i was dead… - keyleth

I Thought You Were ... Starters

❝ You were. ❞ 

she stares down with wide green eyes that peer over every gray speck that flutters off his face as he takes in the mid-morning sun. daffodils peek around ash-dusted jeans and ratty sneakers. they push, mid-bloom, around him as the dryad watches and interprets. she plucks one and twists the stem between fingers as serenely green as her eyes. lets the yellow petals hang over his face, in the mild curiosity of enjoying mortals when their eyes cross, and adds with little delicateness, ❝ And you burned part of my garden. ❞ 

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ASKED BY @ratherbewild​ :: “ once there is blood on your hands, they will never be clean. ” tealeth

HEROES & VILLAINS

❝ This agreement was built on blood. My people’s and yours, ❞ Spared through a ragged breath as Keyleth looks on the mannequin spinning in place —hands posing on it’s own, and legs moving on the dais it never leaves. The dress it wears sings praises of the kind of beauty that is cruelly crafted from extracted gems and metals. The shimmering fabric fends of light and illuminates the sitting room around it as they watch it flicker. No green in sight. Silver, and metal from its corset to the hemline. ❝ We shall be free of this — I will be free of this. Whatever it costs ❞ 

[antolcgias]

ASKED BY @ratherbewild ::  [stop] bash/keyleth

SEVEN SINDAY PROMPTS & STARTERS

❝ Fuckin’ Baxters — Been waiting to knock one’a-you ou— Uck! ❞ Donnie’s sentence is clipped by a hurling grunt. A bat has been swung straight into his gut. The strength of the wood and the speed of the hit have him retching all over the warehouse floor. Matty remains huddled by the wall. Still spreading a hand over his bruised jaw where Bash got a good lick in. He hacks up crimson, ❝ Shit — we ain’t started it! ❞

He startles when the bat smashes into a metal door beside him. The boom thrums in the air and through the nerves of those present. He shuffles back and towards where Donnie’s reedy form is still upchucking breakfast rations. Matty half-shouts at the next missed swing. 

❝ It’s ending. ❞ The worn leather around Keyleth’s gloves whines against the tightened grip on the bat. She holds it aloft and waves it again — almost as if shooing the wayward bears that came across the field crops a few weeks prior. ❝ Grab him and fuck off or I’m telling the warden. ❞ 

Curses are spat out in the wake of Donnie and Matt’s hasty retreat. She waits until their forms stagger out past the shadow of the warehouse’s empty unit and into the sunlit fields that sit between it and the residential areas. Once they’re barely specks on the horizon, she rounds over to Bash with mouth pursed in a grimace, ❝ Barely been here for four months — can y’all stop starting shit just ‘cause someone started spewing out the side of their mouth? They’re all hopped up on moonshine or antifreeze anyways... ❞

She holds out the bat for Bash to take back as the annoyed expression slips into thoughtful and then a small smile. A level of self-satisfaction that is well accompanied by a suddenly honeyed tone, ❝ Help me out in the field. For a few weeks, and I’ll stay quiet about this. Deal?  ❞

[antolcgias]

ASKED BY @ratherbewild​: "you’re still my girl, right?" tealeth

Dare Me Sentence Starters

WHEN THE POSTCARDS STARTED COMING IN SHE PUT THEM IN A BOX. Read the first. Filched every new and unread card. Let them fall into a cardboard box in her room. Determined that she would never read them. Made herself slide it underneath. Drummed her fingers over the dinner table during lunch and watched the lilies wilt beside the window sill until she had to leave. Spent hours under the hot sun and in the barren hillsides at the edge of the splendorous little town.  

Only to fish it out a few weeks later with another letter to hide. Then another. Then another. Then nothing.

Now ... Tegan.

“ ...I don’t know, ” In a cold voice that isn’t hers and with the front door slamming closed but those same lilies sit by the window sill. 

They bloom.

[antolcgias]

ASKED BY @ratherbewild :: “ I’m going to keep you safe. ” two/keyleth

200 PROMPTS!

Their ship is cloaked well enough, at the outermost edges of Meliae, that Keyleth can spend time at the command deck. Watches Hesperides floating with dozens of carriers, a host of security, orbiting Vya. 

❝  Only until we get on that ship.  ❞ Spoken without turning back to look at her. Eyes glued to the sleek dark-brown of the ship, the pinpricks of light that glow soft and green, and thinking of all the souls aboard it. ❝  Only until this is finished. ❞

[antolcgias]

ASKED BY @ratherbewild​ :: spots to kiss 3: on the forehead - bash/keyleth

SPOTS TO KISS

It’s only when his warmth leaves her —  bodies close enough to steal away the bitter cold of this world’s hell-soaked nights —  that her heart is set enough to speak. Fuels what her mind has kept locked away for some time.

❝ You know, I can see it, ❞ Keyleth’s whisper is fervent. Words that come suddenly and openly as keenly as she looks at him. A hold on his hand in a grip to leave a memory — of her words, her earnest eyes. That he might remember this when it could comfort him. When she is not there. ❝ Your heart. What a wickedly foolish father you’ve been given ... to not see this. A strength he will never have. ❞  

[antolcgias]

ASKED BY @slayher : “ i’m not afraid to die ” - keyleth

Starter Sentences - Alice: Madness Returns

it seemed a good plan. a touch across the brow. smoothing thumb over blood-stained skin, and then a touch upon the breast. the spark of life returned before it descended from this plane to another. still, she hesitates, and wonders. what if this young woman has no desire to remain? 

    ❝ —do you want to? Or shall we return you? ❞ she has walked too long among humankind. keyleth’s core weeps, and urges her to speak again.  ❝ i believe it is not your time. not yet. ❞ 

[antolcgias]

ASKED BY @ratherbewild​: “ make your survival mean something ” two/keyleth

Starter Sentences - Alice: Madness Returns

THE LATEST NEWS DOWNLOAD SHOWS THE RIOTS WITHIN THE CAPITOL. Ample millennial forests set against the orange-black haze of the weapons of foreign occupancy. For Laucain to set his allied forces on his own people. Not the option he wanted but the one she’d forced him to take by hiding — refusing to stand as a bride in a bid for peace. She stares at the screens and finds knuckles turning white where she grips the edge of the deck’s control module. 

The words are caught in their throat but release as soon as the visuals change. People in the streets gathering and pushing against soldiers. Trampling over sacred flowers. Watching their ancient homes burned. Running forward into chaos. She tries not to cry, ❝ — but I can’t even be there. With them. ❞ 

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ASKED BY @ratherbewild​​   ✍ - bash and keyleth

Prompt Roulette Starters - (45) Giving a piggyback ride through the rain.

❝ You should stay. ❞

THERE’S AN UNMISTAKABLE TENSION AT HIS NECK.  Shoulders bunch up under her. Grip on her thighs readjusts lightly. Otherwise? Keeps to the careful pace hustle down the hillside. Her house a bit beyond. Rain begins to smatter over the sky beneath the open sun. There are all these ways Bash reminds her of Tegan. The shared nuances their time together wove into undeniable proof of being family. At least in the hereditary way. 

❝ We could — sign off some land for you. Build what you want out there. ❞

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ASKED BY @ratherbewild​: "you think the raza is gonna protect you? they won’t." alt/dark!portia to keyleth

Dare Me Sentence Starters

WHEN THE BLINK DRIVE MALFUNCTIONED AND BROUGHT THEM TO THIS NEW WORLD ... she thought the dreams of her ruined planet would haunt her forever. The concrete hellscape that Vya had devolved into, in this reality, had broken her. The Raza and her guard had kept her together. Staring down  at the dark mirror of who this woman could be shakes her, but Keyleth is stronger now. Surprisingly, just then, she remembers Three. Not Two.

“That’s fine. They taught me to save myself, ” She spits, hand slamming onto the airlock control before she manages to jump back. Watches with satisfaction when Portia’s fist connects with the glass. “Where’s your crew?”