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❥ 𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 [ 𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙳 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃𝚂 ] .
headcanon prompts with questions based on plants & what they represent in flower language . happy roleplaying !! ♡
abatina : is there anything in life your muse has changed their mind about over time ( due to becoming more educated on the topic , certain experiences , etc . ) , or that they would change their mind about under certain circumstances ?
acanthus : is your muse deceptive , or willing to lie or deceive to achieve certain means ? why or why not ?
aloe : how does your muse handle grief ?
amaryllis : what is something or someone that your muse takes pride in ? how do they express that pride ?
anemone : how does your muse view the world ; as a cruel & unforgiving place , a land full of wonders , or something in - between ? where does that world view come from ( what experiences , life lessons , etc . ) ?
angelica : where does your muse draw inspiration in life ? what motivates them ?
apple blossom : how does your muse go about expressing or not expressing their sexuality ?
bachelor’s button : does your muse actively seek romantic companionship , or cherish the liberties of being single ?
basil : does your muse have a love - hate relationship with anyone or anything ?
bay tree : does your muse seek glory & accolades , or do they favour a simpler , more personal life ?
begonia : how cautious is your muse ? are they prone to noticing red flags , or paranoid to the point of untrusting most everyone ? why or why not ?
belladonna : how does your muse respond to silence ? do they take comfort in soundlessness , or seek to fill the void with noise ?
bluebell : does your muse learn from their past , or are they prone to repeating the same mistakes ?
carnation : what is your muse’s relationship with their gender ? how do they express or not express this relationship ?
chamomile : what is your muse likely to take away from a painful experience ? are they one to be haunted by adversity , or to use what they’ve gone through to become stronger ?
chrysanthemum : how does your muse express romantic love ? how do they feel about love as a concept ?
daffodil : is your muse one to be loyal in relationships , or are they likely to quickly move from one bond to another ?
daisy : did your muse ever feel as though their innocence had been lost ? what moment in their life could be described as the end of their innocence ?
edelweiss : what was the bravest moment in your muse’s life ? are they known to be courageous from then on ?
fern : does your muse believe in magic or cosmic forces , or are they more likely to think their life is ultimately a matter of their own control ?
forget - me - not : has your muse ever forgotten something that is or was important to them ? are they afraid of forgetting things like that ?
gardenia : is your muse one to confess romantic feelings early on , or to conceal them for long periods of time ?
gladiolus : describe a moment from your muse’s life that they will never forget .
goldenrod : does your muse believe in luck or fortune ? why or why not ? where do they believe these things come from ?
heliotrope : does your muse believe in soulmates ?
hibiscus : how does your muse view the gentler , daintier things in life ? as things worth preserving & caring for , or things only bound to wither & disappear ?
holly : how strong is your muse’s sense of intuition ? are they aware of it ? do they ever fear that it is only paranoia ?
hollyhock : how strong is your muse’s sense of ambition ? what’s something they strive for in life ?
hyacinth : is your muse athletic ? does it come naturally to them , or have they had to work for their physique and/or skill ?
hydrangea : how much does your muse value communication in their relationships with others ? are they prone to being misunderstood ?
iris : if your muse could convey one last message to someone they have lost or left behind , what would it be ?
ivy : what are your muse’s views on marriage ? do they believe it is something strictly for love , or an institution rooted in business & social benefits ? do they desire or have they desired to be married ?
lavender : how easy is it to gain your muse’s trust ? once their trust is broken , how might one go about mending it ?
lilac : what was your muse’s childhood like ? how has their upbringing affected them as they’ve aged ?
lily : how does your muse view their mother ?
lotus : has your muse ever felt as though they’ve been reborn ? have they ever desired the feeling of a fresh start , or a better understanding of themself and/or the world around them ?
magnolia : describe your muse’s relationship with nature & the natural world .
marigold : is your muse prone to jealousy ? how might they handle envious feelings ?
mint : does your muse view themself as virtuous & moral ? what do these words mean to them ?
nasturtium : describe your muse’s relationship with their birthplace , or homeland .
oak : who would your muse consider the strongest person they know ?
pansy : does your muse often reflect on their own actions ? do they ever think a lot about the past , and what they could have done differently ?
parsley : describe a holiday your muse enjoys , and why they enjoy it .
peony : what would a ‘ happy life ’ look like in your muse’s eyes ?
poppy : what comforts your muse ?
rhododendron : is your muse receptive to warnings & advice given by others ?
rose : how much does your muse value other people ? do they wish to have many friends , lovers , and/or associates ? are they an easy person to love ?
sage : what is your muse’s legacy ? what do they want to be remembered for & what might they actually be remembered for ?
salvia : is your muse possessive over people or things that matter a lot to them ? how do they express that possessiveness , or lack thereof ?
snapdragon : is your muse merciful ? why or why not ?
southernwood : how seriously does your muse take themself ? do they prefer a solemn & intellectual atmosphere or do they delight in jokes & banter ?
sunflower : what brings your muse the most joy in life ?
tulip : how does your muse view people in general ?
violet : how does your muse respond to betrayal ?
willow : how does your muse handle sadness & depression ?
zinnia : how has the loss of fallen comrades and/or loved ones affected your muse ? has it taught them anything or given them any new perspectives ?
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Hey btw this is a pro mary sue/"cringy" oc blog. You're creating! You're having fun! That's all that matters and I'm proud of you.
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Like what you see here? Wish you could have one of your own? Well come on down to Helix's commissions, and get a portrait of the blorbo of your choice! 40$ USD gets you your favorite face to show off in your discord servers or keep close to your heart.
DM me!
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enough death threats. we need undeath threats. im going to revive you
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Reminder that you're actually interesting. Your hobbies are interesting, your interests are interesting, you are important and loveable and people appreciate you. You're just a loveable, interesting person.
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when fanfic writers put in their author’s notes “this was so self indulgent” man i’m so happy for you. i hope so. i hope you had a blast making this. i love you
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Like what you see here? Wish you could have one of your own? Well come on down to Helix's commissions, and get a portrait of the blorbo of your choice! 40$ USD gets you your favorite face to show off in your discord servers or keep close to your heart.
DM me!
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please make the canon character simp for your oc even if it's in a minor way even if it's slightly OOC please please please do it I promise it's okay please do it please
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one of my favorite things about written media is when you switch to a POV to a character that’s put together and it is the most unhinged inner dialogue ever
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Ant-Man and The Wasp: Quantumania
Loki | Season 2 (post-credits scene)
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What do you mean 2022!?!
Shards of the Nexus: Intergalactic Cancer
A long, long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away…
Song: Follow the Stars-Swingrowers
No Tamriel Tuesday today. Instead, bring you an origin story. Art and artists at the end!
@cardwrecks @captainbaddecisions @miasmacaron
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making this on my phone with very little sleep or consideration, but i think the point stands
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Sometimes I wonder how people survive without obsessively thinking about fictional realities. Could not be me. Thinking only Real Life stuff for a whole day???? I would be dead.
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By Talos, This Can't be Happening pt 8: Shell Game
It's not like he did anything wrong.
@cardwrecks @captainbaddecisions @whocares-idont
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Nobody ever got to tell him that sex and dancing didn't count as good exercise. Sure, he did more than that, but not quite as frequently. Still, his legs carried him to the city gates far enough ahead of the angry minotaur that the gate guards had time to call in reinforcements and get a few arrows off before engaging, so Swag just hid out behind them. The monster held its own even against three fully armed and ready guards, but once the robed reinforcements reached the gate, the battle became a foregone conclusion.
Blasts of fire and lightning, blades of ice, and flashy bolts of unidentified energy filled the air, all of it eventually overpowering the beast and bringing it down.
Swag located Helix amid the mages, embracing her as fervently as a concerned lover should...
...and slipped the pouch full of treasure into her hands.
“Go back to the T&T, and wait for me there.” he murmured.
Helix recognized the serious tone in his voice, and left without argument.
Good timing too, as the guards hauled him aside for questioning.
“You damn fool!” one snapped. “You led it right to the city! What were you thinking?”
“What was I supposed to do?” Swag snapped back. “Just stand there and let it gore me? Of course I ran, what else could I do? It had already killed one of you guys!”
“What? Who?”
“Man, I don't know his name! He was one of the prison guards.” He showed them the mushrooms. “See? I was out getting these things for my...my...”
Oh god, Helix had actually called him her husband, right in front of a lot of people. They all thought...
“My...”
It was just a story. Just acting. Just say it you coward!
“My wife, she needed mushrooms. For magic stuff. And he was out there, I don't know why. Not my business. But this monster came outta the trees and dropped him. Of course I ran!”
“Did you see-”
“Sir!” Another guard rushed up the stairs to the gate. “Sir! There's been a murder! I just found Arnora Auria dead in her home!”
“Stendarr's mercy! Post someone at the door, don't let anyone in. You!” he pointed at Swag. “Take us to the body.”
“I can't find Tyrellius!” Another guard said.
“I have a sneaking suspicion we'll find him soon. Damnit! Two in one day? C'mon traveler, lead the way.”
Swag lead them out, skirting wide around the minotaur's corpse, and down the trail where the murderous guard still lay.
“That's your guy, right?”
“That's him.” the guard said grimly, kneeling next to the body. “Damnit Tyrellius, what were you even doing out here? Traveler, tell me exactly what you saw.”
“Uh, well, I was out getting the mushrooms, you know? The, uh, the missus really likes her plants, right?”
“Yes, she was wearing them off her shoulders when you two came in.”
“Yeah, well, I heard a scuffle, and I saw this guy fighting that big monster. It got him real bad, and then it turned around and saw me, and I just ran like hell. Not much I could do if one of you guys couldn't take it on.”
“Weren't you in jail last night?” Another guard asked.
“Yeah. Unfortunate misunderstanding at the Tap and Tack, don't worry, won't be happening again.”
“They put you in with Jorundr, didn't they? Is that why you went to Arnora afterward?”
“You were with Arnora?” the first guard demanded. “When was this?”
“Ah, well.” Shit, he really had been seen. Well how was he supposed to know she was gonna die? “This morning, actually. Damn shame really. She seemed really nice.”
Seemed.
“She saw me come out of the jailhouse and paid me to deliver a message to that guy. Said she would forgive him everything if he would just come clean about the money. Dunno what she meant, I just assumed it was between them. But I did it. Honest pay for honest work, right?”
The guard groaned.
“That damn money! Jorunder turned out to be a highwayman. He raided an imperial shipment and killed one of the escort. Poor Arnora never even knew until we came to take him away.”
Doubt.
“Tyrellius had been trying to get the location of those stolen goods out of him for days.”
“Sir! There's an imperial strongbox over here!”
“Really? Jorundr must have cracked then!”
“It's empty though!”
The first guard-their leader?-gave him a sideways glance.
“Okay, that's a few too many coincidences. Turn out your pockets and purses, traveler.”
He did, the perfect picture of cooperation. Of course, they found nothing but fresh mushrooms, the hygiene kit, and a scant handful of coins-ostensibly paid for the delivery of a message. It all checked out.
“Then where did it go?”
“Do you think Jorundr lied? That this might be a plant, and he hid it somewhere else?”
“He was so angry with Arnora. And he liked taunting Tyrellius. What if he sent him out here on a wild goose chase?”
Swag stepped back, silent, to let them lead themselves to their own conclusions.
“Uh, sir? This...doesn't look good.”
They had located Arnora's amulet, hastily stuffed into the dead guard's money pouch.
“Why does he have that? No, why does he have that? She was never without it! No, no, no, Tyrellius, you couldn't have...”
He turned to glare at Swag.
“Go back into town. Don't tell anyone what you saw here, and don't leave town until our investigation is over. We will hunt you down if you try to leave.”
Swag held his hands up.
“Whatever you say man. I'll be at the T&T if you need me.”
He booked it back, to find that Helix had already paid for a room and was organizing their precarious windfall. Little stacks of small gold coins, a handful of lumpy silver nuggets, a large pearl, a gold ring, and three faceted green gems he was sorely tempted to keep.
Well, he probably couldn't sell them in town. Not now that the guards had him in their sights.
“Dare I ask where you came by all this?” she asked as he locked the door behind him.
“Reclaimed loot. It's okay to steal from a thief, right?”
Helix shrugged.
“I'd say so.”
“Keep it on the down low though. City guard might come looking for it. One of their guys got caught up in the greed.”
She rolled her eyes.
“Ugh, cops.”
“Right? Anyway, we gotta stay put, cause I mighta kinda witnessed a murder.”
“You what???”
“Saw a dude get totaled by a friggin minotaur. Did you know there were minotaurs?”
“No, holy shit. You're okay?”
“Ran like the Flash. I ain't getting caught up in that. Oh, I got you these.”
He handed over the mushrooms.
“Oh, funnel caps. I can use these. You didn't touch them with your bare hands did you?”
“Uh...no?”
He eyed her conspicuously bare hands, holding the mushrooms.
“Some of them are very poisonous. Not these, thankfully, but if you are going to go foraging, you should know.”
“Sure thing.”
Right. He should know better than to go grabbing strange plants. He lived in Gotham, for fucks sake. He should know better than to grab strange anything. But this wasn't Gotham. This world didn't work the same way. There were minotaurs, for one thing. The only beastman he knew of was Waylon, and it had been a loooooooong time since he'd swum back into town.
Hopefully, he'd gone right back to the bayou and was living his best life, chowing down on Cajun food.
And maybe the occasional Cajun.
They divided the money up into uneven numbers between them, hiding bits of it away in boots, pouches, pockets. Helix slipped the ring onto her left hand. His eyes kept sliding back to it. It really was the perfect place to hide it.
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guy who’s desperate to be loved he’d tear himself apart for it 4 guy who needs something to love so so badly or he’d die
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