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bexmuses · 3 days
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sketch rapidito pq no quiero dejar morir esto
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bexmuses · 4 days
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Happy Earth Day
anonymous:
Happy Earth Day!
We are on Earth to take care of life. We are on Earth to take care of each other.
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Happy Earth Day to everyone, but especially to the Dragon of it!
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bexmuses · 9 days
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I think this is the only time Clay cried?
That tiny, hard-to-see tear for a couple frames.
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I can remember other times when Omi, Kimiko, and Raimundo cried, but I think this onion-cutting scene is the only time Clay's ever shed a tear
And even then, it really was just shedding a single tiny tear and otherwise stonefacing it while the monks are all bawling their eyes out
In spite of everything, Clay is so suppressed...
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bexmuses · 12 days
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Oh my gosh I just noticed the CLOWN EUEGENE pfp!!! 🤩
DBDHSHJSKS Jester Eugene is literally so silly I love him smm n I wish there was more of him 🙏
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I need to hold him n shake him around like a lil rag doll he's so perfect
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bexmuses · 15 days
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Some sneaking out and training
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bexmuses · 26 days
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bexmuses · 27 days
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Jose Carioca
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bexmuses · 29 days
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Reblog if your inbox is always open to:
Memeless Asks
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IC Anons
OOC Anons
Anything and everything pertaining to your muse and how you depict them.
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bexmuses · 1 month
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My Tangled/Bridgerton AU ideas that no one asked for
Rapunzel and Madame Gothel
The daughter of an extremely successful merchant (yes, she's getting a downgrade, can't just have princesses running around everywhere), Rapunzel's mother died in childbirth, and her father died of a broken heart shortly thereafter. Fortunately, the woman who was hired to be her nanny and governess was there to step in immediately, caring for the girl like she was her own.
Rapunzel is raised by Madame Gothel, who she calls Mamá, and is hidden from society for the majority of her life and carefully cultivated to be the Diamond of society upon her debut, which will raise her own status on the ton when they all see how flawless her “daughter” is. Rapunzel is beautiful, demure, regal, elegant, talented… everything a man could want as a prize. Now, if only Gothel could wed her off to royalty and secure her own status forever…
Before her debut, Rapunzel was rarely seen in public, though she could often be glimpsed in her window on the top floor of her house. When she was allowed out in public, she was made to wear wide-brimmed hats, keep her head down, and carry a parasol. Gothel wanted to prove she had a daughter while cultivating mystery about her, so that her debut would be a big reveal to the ton and the world. Because of this, Rapunzel was raised alone, without friends, though she spent a lot of her time in the window watching the people below. When they weren’t in London, they were at their country estate, Der Sonne Manor, with sprawling grounds and little staff, who were under severe threat to never speak of the girl when they happened to catch sight of her.
Though Rapunzel is barely interested in most of the men whose eye she catches, she knows her job is to catch a husband. Against Gothel’s desires, she wishes to find someone interested in her, and not just her beauty and status. She hates suppressing her entire personality and hiding her quirkier interests, but she does what she’s told, lest she risk her mother’s wrath.
Unbeknownst to Rapunzel, Gothel murdered her father when she was an infant after securing that she would have access to Rapunzel's inheritance in order to raise her properly. She took advantage of his broken heart, manipulating him to sign legal documentation before killing him. Though the exact cause of his death is not confirmed, there are those who speculate that Gothel had something to do with it.
Eugene Fitzherbert and King Edmund of Umbra
There was treachery afoot in Umbra when Eugene (Prince Horace) was but a baby. King Edmund sent his only child away for his own protection, but the trusted maid he sent him with was killed en route to a safe location. Suspecting she was being tracked down, she left the baby on a stoop. The people who lived there were unable to care for him, and so took him to the local orphanage, where he grew up under the name Eugene Fitzherbert, and never knowing his lineage.
Growing up poor, Eugene longed for a life of wealth and adventure, envious of the nobles who dallied in the richer parts of town. Knowing that there was little to no future for an orphan, he took to stealing and conning to give himself even a fraction of the life he wanted.
He became jaded over time, convinced that the world was hard and cruel, and that he'd never know anything else. And yet, when he was 25, he was abruptly rediscovered by his birth father, who announced his lineage and brought him back home to be the Crown Prince.
Eugene (who refuses to go by Horace) is at something of a loss. This is the life he has always wanted, and yet he has no idea how to actually live it.
Lance Strongbow
Lance grew up in the orphanage with Eugene, and they were best friends, learning to steal and con together. However, their paths diverged in their late teens, and while Lance didn't know what became of his friend, he set his own sights on being such a convincing conman that even the nobles wouldn't know the difference.
He slowly and gradually worked his way up in subtle ways, until he hatched his major plan. The Baron of Vardaros is a man who has not made a public appearance for decades. The last Lance heard, he'd made his way to America and was never coming back. And so, Lance took his name and title, and has begun passing himself off as the current Baron of Vardaros.
He is a rake, spending his time at the club with other men and enjoying the marriage season because he gets much attention from fawning young ladies who are hoping to catch a rich, titled husband. In truth, he gets a huge thrill out of knowing that he is a fraud, and that no one around him is any the wiser.
Little does he know, the true Baron of Vardaros is soon to catch wind of his identity theft, and will want his revenge.
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bexmuses · 1 month
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The Three Caballeros Stimboard
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💙> The Three Caballeros (Ducktales 2017)
❤️> With Music, Bird, and Related stims.
💚> Self Indulgent
🤍> 🦆|🎸|🛥️|🔫|✨|🦜|🐓|🎸|⛱️
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bexmuses · 1 month
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"Oh, you're serious?" Eugene asked. Admittedly, he'd just been kidding, but if Mellie wanted a sword fight, he thought he could oblige. "Just call me the Honorable Professor Eugene Fitzherbert, Esquire!"
So saying, he scanned around for a safe practice sword she could use. His first thought was a frying pan - they were tried and true, after all! - but even those had some serious heft to them. Maybe he could find a few sticks...
"Hey, you don't mind nipping down to the royal armory, do you? There's practice swords there."
“Not so much anymore,” Eugene admitted, tapping his chin as he looked around at the ridiculous number of musicians around them, “but there was a time when it was probably easiest to find me if you hung around one.”
One nearby gentleman was tuning his lute, and the note he played was far from melodic. Eugene cringed.
“What’s going on here, anyway, some kind of battle of the bands? Hey, know what would make a battle of the bands better? A literal sword fight in the middle of it, am I right?” He elbowed his companion jovially.
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bexmuses · 1 month
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"Prazer em conhecê-lo, Melvin! I am José Carioca of Rio de Janeiro, Brazil!" so saying, he produced a tidy business card and handed it to his new friend. "I do not believe I have ever found myself in these parts before. Care to show me around?"
Zé was all about hospitality, but he fully believed that it went both ways. Should he come across Melvin in Rio, he would be more than happy to lead the lad about and show him the sights!
Zé laughed good-naturedly at Melvin’s admittance of ignorance. “Very happy,” he translated. “Yellow shoes just make my feet all the time feel like dancing!” So saying, he began to scat out a samba beat, his feet and hips moving about for a few seconds.
“Off-Broadway?” he asked, amazed and delighted. “My friend, we are a little more than off-Broadway, no? Broadway, she is all the way in America, and we are in England!” He was still in England, wasn’t he? Sometimes, it was easy to forget where his get-setting had taken him, but judging from this fine fellow’s accent, he’d definitely landed somewhere in Great Britain.
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bexmuses · 1 month
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"Pretty sure I could fit all of England inside Texas," he mused, knowing he was right. He and the other Xiaolin Dragons had, more than once, gone online and compared the size of their relative homes. Poor Kimiko's home country was absolutely dwarfed, compared to the other three. This had, of course, caused a round of short jokes, even though she wasn't the shortest member of the team by far.
"I think I'd like to visit there someday. I done reckon in the Victorian era, cowboys had something of a reputation. Why else'd Bram Stoker make on a vampire hunter. If y'all ask me, Quincy Morris don't get nearly enough credit in Dracula lore."
“Yep,” Clay confirmed, completely unashamed of liking poetry.  Why should he? He was unashamed of about basicially everything about himself, from his chubby gut to the scent of steer that seemed to linger around him for weeks after he’d been home to the twang in his voice, the clear marker of where he’d come from. The only thing he disliked was when people assumed he was stupid because of his accent, but that wasn’t his accent’s fault. (Well, not the only thing he disliked, but one of the few things relating directly to himself.) “A cowboy’s got a heart full o’ poetry. Y’all can’t look up at a million stars and not feel awed to the very core. That’s the place where poetry lives.”
Leaning down, he swiped up a stalk of grass and chewed on the stem thoughtfully. “And how are ya likin’ these United States?” he wondered. “I don’ reckon it’s like anything y’all’ve every seen. I hear tell you Brits think 200 miles is a long way,” he added with a cheeky grin, one blue eye sparkling from behind his blond bangs and the wide brim of his hat.
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"Sim, sim!" Zé agreed enthusiastically. "The sultry tropical summer! We are perto do equador. Close to the equator. South of it, in fact. Have you ever been to the southern hemisphere before?"
It was always thrilling showing someone new the sights and sounds of Brazil. Zé often felt like an unpaid ambassador. Then again, he was relatively sure that most Brazilians felt that way.
“Ah,” he sighed, “Bahia.”
He strummed the umbrella and music sprung up around him, a sultry samba beat, and his guitar was soon joined with the sound of a solo trumpet, though there was no obvious source of the drums or brass. And as he played, it was almost as though the world shifted, becoming a living watercolor mural.
♫ Oi, Baía, ai ai...  Bahia que não me sai do pensamento, ai, ai... Faço o meu lamento, oi... Na desesperança, oi... De encontrá pr'esse mundo... O amô que eu perdi na Bahia... Vou contá... ♫
As he sang, it was as though Mellie was transported into the watercolor, seeing the world he sang about firsthand. And when the song completed, he sighed with the romance of it all before suddenly brightening. “Oh, forgive me,” he requested. “I should have perhaps warned you of the effects of the magic. It is harmless.”
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bexmuses · 1 month
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drew this about a year ago. Never really finished it, but fun as a light and character study. Miss my tangled days :)
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bexmuses · 1 month
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“u hard to deal with” good leave me alone
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bexmuses · 2 months
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I'm not done being annoying, get the fuck back here.
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