#all my canon muses

[emmasaviorswan]

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#ouat roleplay #emmasaviorswan #all my canon muses #my babies #this took a stupidly long time to find #after my counseling session yay #or workout #finding myself again #ooc #loving ruby atm

[madamemiz]

sad: falling out of a hyperfixation

tragic: watching your beloved friends and mutuals fall out of the hyperfixation while you're still in it

#oughhhhhhh #this is about the dca fandom but also about every other strong fixation ive had over the years lol #i know it's normal and inevitable esp for less popular works or minor characters with little canon content #and there's nothing wrong with smaller communities of course those rock #but there’s just something special about getting into something at the same time as a lot of other people all at once #and existing in this chaotic fandom space that's just bursting with creativity and passion #i've been in fandom spaces for as long as some of you have been alive and i've only come across that sort of unbridled joy like #a handful of times at best #it's just a heartbreaking feeling to see real lightning in a jar fandoms like that wither away as people drift away #(understandably so!) #anyway don't mind me i'm just having thoughts #musing about fandoms past as well #that i too eventually moved on from but remember fondly even if im not active in anymore #also my music just aint hitting right so im just sitting in silence which makes me more Contemplative(tm)

[iintervallum]

i'm not a shipper at all this campaign but i stil had to draw this moment, can't help but have a soft spot for sapphics lol

also imogens clothes are so difficult to draw man, why does she wear like three layers of shirt, you're already gay you don't need to prove it with your clothes.(for legal reasons i'm joking imogen dress as gay as you want girl)

#my art #critical role fanart #cr fanart #imodna #southern gothic #imogen x laudna #laudna x imogen #bells hells #c3e65 #wlw #this is a moment of celebration for the shippers so i'll hold my angsty musings to myself #but the moment i heard it was canon i couldn't help but think that laudna will outlive imogen #or that delilah could come back and ruin it all again just like with the gnarlrock #cannot help but introduce angst lmao #critical role #the more i look at this the more i love/hate it #like i got some details right but completely dropped the ball on the others #argh why must i make me hate my own art

[hirazuki]

I had completely forgotten that it was in Nan Elmoth that Thingol and Melian met, and that Thingol explicitly suffered an enchantment after wandering in, and that the enchantment still lay upon the forest when Aredhel entered it, years later; and it probably lasted until the breaking of Beleriand at the end of the First Age...

And now I'm entertaining a headcanon that the forest is Beleriand's Bermuda Triangle -- Thingol and Aredhel are the most notable missing person cases, yes, but there are many others who have gone into the forest or even just strayed too close to its borders and allegedly have never been seen again; travelers and merchants and hunters, all disappearing. It gains the reputation of being haunted or cursed (not in the horror-and-madness-walked terror of Dungortheb kind of way, but more in a less severe, urban legend kind of way); a bedtime story to frighten children; just enough for the more superstitious folk to willingly add a day or two to their journeys to avoid it, just in case, but not enough for the more pragmatically-minded to resist scoffing at the notion and thinking it absurd, leading to many arguments. Perhaps it becomes a favorite spot for dares among the younger elves, challenging each other to spend a night under the shadow of its trees Eol having to chase all these damn elflings that have started appearing off of his lawn, grandma-style

And even after Beleriand sinks under the waves, the rumors persist that there is an area upon the sea -- many days out and almost a direct shot westwards from the northernmost reaches of the Ered Luin -- where ships simply vanish. And if sailors of those vessels ever do reappear, drifting into port on wood that should be long-rotted or suddenly, inexplicably, finding themselves standing behind a market stall or sitting on an inn stool, they do so with no memory of what occurred; only the haziest dream-like recollection of deep twilight and birdsong.

#silmarillion #random thoughts brought to you by me continuing my reread #i have no one irl to really yell at about tolkien atm (sis is at full capacity with other fandoms and can't handle diving back into silm) #so i'll probably be inflicting y'all with these as i work out what i want my personal 'canon' for fic purposes to be ^^ #i should prob tag these with something consistent to be able to find them all later #... #silm musings #there we go XD #silm #eol

[lgbtlunaverse]

I have been thinking on the nature of mdzs as a deliberately vague text that leaves many things up to interpretation, and how i've slowly come to understand "up for interpretation" less as "there is One True version of this story i must find" and not even as " Everyone has a different One True Version of this story inside their head be based on their interpretations and the differences don't make one wrong and the other right" but as "There is no One True Version. Even in my own subjective interpretation of the text multiple things can be true at once" specifically, in regard to Jin Guangyao and the many things which are left up in the air as to whether he did them or not, most notably killing his son.

There's evidence for this, but it's non conclusuve (jgy saying he killed him while also saying he killed Qin Su, who very much killed herself. The speculations on how he'd have killed him being sect leader yao just saying shit. ) it is, esentially, just up in the air enough that if you decisively fall on one side of the debate is probably says more about you and your general opinion of jgy than it does about the "true" events of canon.

I have, as a proud apologist, always fallen on the "he didn't kill him but felt in some way responsible for his death." Side but recently have become more okay with the interpretation that maybe he DID kill him, and that at the very least, that when he tells Qin Su their son "needed to die" he is being genuine. Which, once you look at it beyond. "Is jgy a poor lil meow meow who it is Okay to Like or an irredeemable baby murderer" becomes both INCREDIBLY tragic and deeply interesting. Because here is a man condemned for who his parents were and who wants nothing more than to live, saying that it is possible to be so cursed by your heritage that you need to die. There is no existence for you. The exact same thing that has been said to him.

Of course being born out of wedlock to a sex worker and being a product of incest are different things, but that begs the question: where is the line? What crimes of the father can mean death for the son? How cursed can you be until your existence is so incompatible with society it is you who needs to give? And if there is... where is it? Qin su clearly thought she was past it. Was his son really past it? Is he?

#warning: canon typical incest and suicide #mdzs #mdzs meta #musings on the nature of unreliable narratives or whatever #meng yao #jin guangyao #jin rusong #i know this is a controversial take #i just think! that once you let go of the idea that killing rusong is some load-bearing sin where if jgy has done it you can't like him #that there is interesting stuff to look at here! #obviously. child murder bad. jiggy has done many had things but this one is. particularly bad. #so i get it if you feel uncomfortable with it being done character you view as symapthetic despite other bad things he's done #and again! multiple things are true at once! i STILL operate from 'he did not kill him it was a secret 3rd thing' modus 90% of the time #it's just that in this one instant i find the other option really interesting #i just. non-identity problem my beloved. if rusong's suffering cannot be erased without erasing his existence is he destined to do so? #if he'd been a teen when everything about jgy got uncovered and both his parents died is there... a place left for him to go? #i just. hhhhh this poor child. we know nothing about you beyond your shameful birth and your death. is that really all you were meant to be

[palilious]

"why go to sleep when the girl of your dreams is right here" - Colette, probably

Template was done by @yoteako ! (Though this is technically the old version sorry yote)

#to relax between commissions I just draw myself apparently #what can I say I’m my best muse #I like to think she hosts nap parties in the library at damn #so if someone is exhausted while studying she’ll use a tiny bit of magic to put them to sleep #you cant prove it was her #her listener is another student with insomnia #Colette took it as her challenge to help them sleep #and then they fell in love #cause redacted video #it’s rivals to lovers tho it’s fine #oh and the listener is an electro energetic #which Colette finds hilarious cause they’re canonically super blunt and chill #not energetic at all #it’s funny. laugh. #oc #art #originalcharacter #originalartwork #sketch #redacted asmr #character design #redactedasmr #redacted sona #redacted persona #persona #reference #pali draws redacted

[slashaer]

like this for a starter from one of my d.imension 20 muses. specify muse (s) from under the cut, there's a little blurb about each to help:

ayda augefort. half phoenix in her 3rd incarnation. autistic. logical / analytical. owns a library of spells on a pirate island. daughter to the dean of a magical high school.

lady amangeaux. once queen of vegetania, her title was stripped from her once her husband, the king, died. caring, compassionate, and willing to fight for what's right. thoughtful and empathetic, she's trying not to become bitter with the war. has telepathy and can communicate nonverbally.

king amethar. rightful king of candia. man made of rock candy. nearly assassinated. not very good at being king, but he's learning alongside his wife and daughters. good in battle.

prince andhera. prince of air and darkness. awkward, hot, and muscular. done trying to make his mother proud - he's going to make himself and his friends proud, instead.

barry syx. number six of the nine barry clones. lost all of his brother clones to barry nine, who killed everyone but syx. big himbo, but happy to be here. good with guns. cyborg.

cody 'night angel' walsh. works at hot topic. into black clothes, satan, and kickass rock music. has a good heart beneath all the spikes and dark colors.

colin provolone. born of the dairy isles. daddy issues. a very loyal himbo who tries to do what's right. did not want to be a part of a war, but destiny had other plans.

delloso de la rue. mistrex of ceremonies at the bloom for over a millennia. needs everything to be perfect. has never enjoyed any of the festivities. has been hiding themself for too long - they're finally ready to show who they really are, and start living.

evan kelmp. wizard going to school for magic, and staving off the dark monsters and magic within him. orphaned, homeless, and a sad boi. bad at making friends, and has a bad temper, but a good heart.

fabian seacaster. son of a famous swashbuckler. pompous and very wealthy. acts as if he's above everyone else, because that's how he was raised. cares about his friends, even if he doesn't say it. has a talking, demonic motorcycle. loves to dance.

garthy o'brien. anasimar pirate and impresariex of the gold gardens. they trade in a lot of fine goods, especially magical items, and are known for their ability to break curses. nonbinary and badass. calm and pretty much unshakable. everyone wants to be with them. a bit of a flirt.

prince gerard. the frog prince. turned human when he married his wife, but cursed to turn back because of his cowardice. has anxiety, but learns how to fight and overcome his fears. still has his frog powers when he's a man once more.

gorgug thirstlespring. half orc. adopted, by gnome parents. emo teenager who likes music. trying to fight better. became an athlete with two of his friends. kind of sad. just wants to belong. now an artificer and builds great stuff, just like his mom and dad.

kingston brown. the man who knows everyone. protector of new york city. do no harm, but take no shit attitude. loves his parents. slow to trust, but loyal once he does. magical. vox populi.

kristen applebees. grew up in a religious home, now constantly questioning her faith and deities. recently found out she's a lesbian. laid back and chill, most of the time. philosophical in nature. smart, but a little clueless. absolutely built. worships the goddess of doubt. running for class president.

kugrash. 5 foot tall rat who travels through the subways of new york to help people struggling with homelessness. friends with santa claus. cares deeply about people and wants the world to change. has the mouth of a sailor, but means well.

pete conlan. also known as 'pete the plug' because he's a drug dealer. uses a lot of his own drugs because of a bad breakup. trans man who is estranged from his family. just learned magic and is absolutely tripping out.

pib. trickster spirit. familiar trapped in animal form due to his keeper dying. mischievous and always ready for a scheme. likes money. loyal as long as he likes you. good heart underneath it all. will change back into a human when he finds someone new to serve, or frees himself.

pinocchio. not a real boy, and never will be. warlock who gets his magic from his strings. used to lie a lot, but he's trying to be better. likes to tell jokes, but isn't the best at it. not very serious. drinks whiskey and eats bubblegum.

riz gukgak. wants to be a detective, so he's always investigating. carries a briefcase wherever he goes. acts too old for his age. drinks a lot of coffee. is always willing to take the stress off of his friends.

ruby rocks. one daughter of king amethar. twin to jet rocks. princess, but would rather perform in the circus. wants to be a part of the people and help them. has wild ambitions. practitioner of magical tricks.

sandra lynn faeth. fig's mother. has issues keeping partners. brave and willing to protect the kids at any cost. 100% mom coded, down to the mom jeans. great with a bow. has a griffon familiar.

theobald gumbar. a giant, pink gummy bear. knight of candia. loyal to the house of rocks. good in battle, not the best at casual conversation, but he's learning. will fight until the death, if needed. needs to relax a little bit.

#starter call. #specify muse. #hello one and all welcome to another episode of 'please interact with my d20 muses' #warning for long post bc i did something extra #i promise they're versatile i can take all of them out of their canons <3 #or you can add your muse into theirs!

[ride-a-dromedary]

Solidly thinkin of AU Halsin/Nettie/Rath this evening - doting and soft hearted throuple who are surprisingly shrewd when need be. Plant nerds who turn into animals sometimes in love.

Nettie falling asleep at Halsin's workshop bench during a late winter night of study and him scooping her up to carry her to bed despite her sleepy protests. Rath slipping in a while later and finding Halsin *back* at that work bench, but upon closer inspection he's half tranced, chin in his hand, looking over where Nettie is sleeping; and he definitely can't return that particular favour, but manages to nudge Halsin up and into bed as well and they all crawl in together until the winter chill has subsided.

Halsin leaving wildflowers on their pillows, Rath tucking lunch in their satchels so they don't forget to eat, Nettie singing for them early in the morning with the birds.

Nettie asking if the player character wouldn't consider going after Halsin because the man is brilliant but he gets caught up in his own head and forgets he's just one person - and Rath and her would be very thankful if he were to come home in one piece. Them reuniting with one another and it's that gentle familiarity of three people who have known one another for a very *very* long time fitting back together like they'd never been parted, only to have to say goodbye again so quickly.

Halsin chuckling when asked if he couldn't put Nettie and Rath in charge of the Grove like you think I would give people I love that kind of responsibility absolutely not it's a terrible burden and I would never do that to them. I only wish for them to be safe and happy.

Rath writing letters to Halsin while he's on the road with the player, and Nettie's loopy script crossing some parts out and changing them and then him scribbling it out and changing it back until the letters are worn and messy, like the equivalent of them both trying to talk on the phone at once. Halsin can barely read them but he keeps every one.

Yeah.

#BG3 Musing #autistichalsin fueled the fire of this one #halsin trusted rath with the keys and nettie with the cats i think it'd be sweet if they all kissed each other #and halsin just held the two of them in his arms and they took care of him #like i said in main game canon i don't really see halsin has being interested in romantic entanglements due to like...preoccupation #and depression HOWEVER au druid throuple is very dear to me #and like yeah yeah i know power imbalance and all that with archdruid and apprentice but again this is AU business - they're all adults #what i'm saying is halsin throuples do you understand my vision here

[solivagantingrebel]

The Psychology of a Dead Man (Ghost x Soap)

Ghoap angst below the cut! An excerpt from my fic, wanted to post it because I could. MW3 spoilers btw.

Eternal rest was an illusion, a prayer offered to the person that didn’t exist, a hope that was extended to someone who could never enjoy it. 

There was no peace after death. 

But, what of the ones they left behind? 

What of the promises they couldn’t keep, the words they couldn’t speak, the future they didn’t have anymore?

Simon Riley was intimately familiar with Death. 

It had followed his entire life as a silent spectre. Overlooked from his shoulders, watched in anticipation as he took part in its cycles, and finally, in that desolate grave of betrayal, it crawled to his neck and constricted violently, asking him the only question that mattered,

‘What are you willing to sacrifice to escape me?’

Simon Riley became ‘Ghost’ after that day.

He became the one forever marred by the reaper. After all, what can death do to the one who already belonged in its embrace? A dead man cannot die again.

But those surrounding him could, he learned this the hard way.

Again. 

Simon Riley thought he already lost everything he could that year; including himself.

He had closed himself off, nailed the coffin shut from the world. To most that were present in the world, he was dead, buried in the tomestone near his family’s graves — an empty coffin for an empty man. 

That was the end of his story. Whether he died again in a foreign land, far away from everything he had known, protecting the world from dangers it would never see, did not matter much. It would’ve been a fitting end, his presence, and absence, would’ve barely been felt. He would die doing what he knew best. That was the ‘life’ he had cultivated.

John Mactavish was a breath of fresh air.

If Simon had to describe him, it would be simple; ‘like life itself.’ Radiance, in their line of work, hardly persevered and Soap stood as the single most steadfast hope, the strongest one Ghost had ever witnessed. He was bright, warm and every bit of life to his death. Johnny had done the impossible too. He had reached into that grave, dusted off the forgotten ashes and shared his breath with a heart that had frozen over. Overtime, without notice; it had melted. 

Simon Riley didn’t realise that he was starting to feel alive again.

Didn’t realise that he was starting to let his guard down, didn’t realise he was starting to get comfortable with the feeling of having a home again. There was comfort in that certainty, a sense of peace in their close-knit taskforce. Ghost didn’t trust anyone yet he was starting to trust his new life. The one with John ‘Soap’ Mactavish in it.

Simon Riley was starting to fall in love.

Loving someone always came with a cost. Love, implied many things. For him, it implied the presence of a heart that could beat. That could feel. 

A heart that was alive.

John Mactavish had done the impossible.

With his lips alone, he resurrected a man that had died a long time ago. Dug him out of that pitiful grave, forced him to look at the burning sun and kissed him without an inch of care, ignoring the dirt and dust that had settled everywhere on man who wasn’t meant for this world.

Simon Riley finally found someone that he couldn’t bear to lose.

But life had other plans, life was cruel. 

Simon Riley was meant for Death. 

John Mactavish was Life itself.

Simon Riley lost his Life for the last time that day.

It happened when he wasn’t looking, most tragedies in his life did. Johnny, beautiful, vigorous and everything he could have asked for, was dead when he rushed to the scene. He had already bled out on the ground, shot and mangled in the pool of dark crimson. With him, he took the only strand of love that Simon Riley was ever allowed to have after Death. There would never be anyone else again, there would never be Johnny again. 

Simon Riley died for the third, and final, time that day.

In his place, Ghost stood. The grave that overlooked the Scottish cliff, the sea that was silent in his mourning, it was where he laid rest to his heart as well. 

‘Simon Riley’ didn’t exist anymore. 

There was never going to be a ‘Simon Riley’ without a ‘John Mactavish’. One could not rip a soul in half, burn it to ashes and call it whole again.

Ghost finally accepted what he was.

A mirrored spectre awaiting his judgement, a restless soul in purgatory.

John Mactavish was dead.

He took Ghost’s salvation with him, filled that coffin with both of their souls resting together, intertwined forever in death. It went beyond the vows of anything the world could have allowed them to promise.

Death was never peaceful.

His days were barely of note anymore, everything blended together without a distinction, the colour drained from life like Johnny took all of them when he left. He had dipped his eyes in a forever greyscale, one that promised to follow him till the end.

The only memory of any hues were stored in the time he had shared with him. It haunted him every waking moment, the bright blues that followed him just out of reach, flirting at the edge of remembrance, the vivid canopy of feelings that weighed heavily in its absence. It made his chest feel heavy, limbs sluggish from the weight he didn’t want to carry.

Life never felt this burdensome before.

This was his forever.

[Fic link: Beyond Life and Death]

#ghoap #ghost soap #ghost x soap #cod fanfic #fanfic #mwiii spoilers #mw3 spoilers #musings; my writing #musings; beyond life and death #ghoap angst #angst #i might've taken some liberties with ghosts backstory but yaknow #its my fanfic the canon can go explode #anyway #i love them your honour #simon riley dying with soap is a concept i will hold near and dear to my heart #i love em #drabble? i guess #all angst no comfort

[mishapen-dear]

genuine question but is there any fandom where a character is well written by the majority. im thinking about fandom culture and the spread of frustration when people dont write characters well but. honestly in all the fandoms ive been in there's only like, a Select number of authors who i trust to write Well, let alone write Well AND In Character. character analysis and writing and getting inside characters' heads are all separate skills (all of which are trained by roleplaying fyi can CONFIRM playing pretend with your friends is good for you). there's been more than once where I've disagreed with an interpretation that others agreed with, and then I turned out wrong. or i turned out right. like it doesnt matter WHO is right it just matters that differences in character analysis exist, so even if you DO write well AND write in character, your in character is still going to be someone else's out of character

there's this sort of. vibe. that to play in the sandbox you Need to be able to make a castle, and if you can't make a castle then you shouldn't bother, and it completely dismisses the idea that youre in that sandbox to PLAY in the first place. there's this Weight of disappointing someone if you can't build something that they like, but that forgets that you aren't there to build them a castle. like, be KIND. if you disagree with someone then please make an effort to do so kindly. i dont give a shit about fandom discourse but there is a reason kids get removed from sandboxes if they keep throwing sand in people's eyes. but if they don't like your misshapen sand pile, then youre not obligated to change it. even if you yourself end up hating that same sand pile later- youre not building a legacy. youre playing. and sometimes the result of that play is out of character drivel. theres a reason there are so many authors and so few who i like to consistently read and thats because everyone is Fucking Around in their hobby space. hash tag brag or whatever but i can build castles. ive built several that im v proud of. ive also dug holes in the sand for fun and then tripped on them when trying to get up. I often dug a hole and then got up and fucking- whoops, its a castle now, and i didn't realize i'd made something to be proud of until after the fact. the whole time while creating shit i was Convinced it was bullshit that didn't make sense. and then other times i was Convinced it was bullshit and then i was Right and i can look back and go. huh. ew. but it doesn't matter what the end result was, because i had fun playing in the sandbox

this wasn't meant to turn into a ramble but i have Feelings about bad art and art that's badly perceived and how public perception can screw with your head and how making art youre proud of is fucking. it's so difficult!!! it's hard!! it's really fun, which is why i try to make it, but i promise you it is Okay to not tryhard creativity. even if you CAN, it's okay not to do it all the time. or ever, even. fuck around find out have fun etc

#NOT a discourse post i am musing out loud #there's discourse goign around the dash rn or i wouldnt mention it #but the past few weeks ive seen a lot of “DONT fucking mischaracterize my guy my fuckign god” #which is one of the most frustrating pet peeve there is #but i think a lot too about little baby me #fresh on her writing journey #and how discouraged i would be if someone pointed out the mistakes id made #i made a Lot of fuckups #and i also think about this one fic where one of the characters was INCREDIBLY out of character #me today would not be able to stomach reading it #but baby me was so ENCHANTED #and it introduced to me the concept that you dont always know the reason someone does something #and it made me read even more #and because of that i eventually found Expert Skill level fics #which introduced me to MANY little tricks and fidgets ive tried to implement #there were so so many reviews on that fic that called it shit or complained about the bad characterization #but a decade later i still think about it #there were several very corny mine/craft horror fics i read #which back in the day would be called cringe #and those were what inspired me to write my first horror fic and now im Enchanted by the whole genre #theres a lot of stuff i dont like to read but i like that other people are enjoying themselves #i dont know how to be succinct i hope my point is coming across well #this ties into my thing where fiction is for you first others later #here are my credentials: bb/h fan since before the elections (hi i was the guy who noticed his lack of armour post elections) #and a cross-fandom comment trend of people going 'woa i can see this happening in canon' #im not talking out my ass i genuinely think its more important to have fun than to write accurate characterization #which. is a more 'duh' and clarifying thing than everything else ive written #but ah well c'est la vie #also also just realized this could be interpreted like that- NOT an attack on people who complain about mischaracterization either lmao #i do that too w friends. this is to reassure people who put pressure on themselves to create things Well all the time

[dnangelic]

the hollow nonviolence but nevertheless heavily palpable longing and empty vastness of daisuke's heart. post

#*･ﾟ⊰ 𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐒. ⊱ ✦ › OUT. #full sincerity i do not mean this in an edgy oooh my cute moeblob's darkness(tm) his hidden evil side way #because this is dark's loneliness too. this is dark's wanting TOO #but dark's is daisuke's is dark's is daisuke's and they're both #the epitome of leroux's erik's description + christine's waved away loneliness too #a heart that could hold the entire empire of the world but has to content itself with a cellar #a child who's never taken seriously or properly respected despite his stubborn independent streak #or even the canon quote itself- it's enormous but empty. completely vacant. dark. there's nothing but a black pillar (themselves) #and 'nothing to satisfy someone-' i knoooow dai looks the way he does but oh my gooooodh -drags my hands down my face- #he's restless he's restless it's not blood guts violence edgy that his emptiness brings him #it's the heart of a thief someone who STEALS which is also why i abstain from too much hunger metaphor #because they DON'T want to devour they don't want to chew and swallow they want to KEEP!!! #they want to shelter and house and have something anything someone anyone they want to take care of it #BUT THE CURSE!!!! #what they do eat of is their own sin and fall; the apple. the fairy tale candy. the fairy table feast. the pomegranate #and once daisuke starts there's NOTHING left for him except to become the devil even if he's the innocent cherub!! #HE CAN'T RESIST THOSE TEMPTATIONS he can't resist the demands of his desires compassionate or not!!! #anyways i got sidetracked but i just think muses who ever see daisuke's heart #is it gentle? yes. is it warm? no. but it's a chill that makes a shared fireplace or someone's touch and blood warmer #it's lonely it's heavy it's grandiose and noble there are rooms waiting for you to walk in and spread light #candlelight starlight azumano's mock-gaslit lanterns!!! #everybody looks up 2 a rebel but nobody knows how isolating it is not just for dark as sb who decided to betray #and was therefore cast out alone left to bear enormous immense burdens all by himself ostracized and wounded #but for daisuke too caught in the shadow of dark's wings #u kno? ok. thats all

[shdwtouch]

so uh 👉👈 thinking about making a multi and...

#《 ° puffin.exe 》 im a puffin ! i dont do much #° mobile post ! #mostly thinking about my durge and the paladin. as well as ketheric and shadowheart. #also this is not exhaustive. i have tons of muse for bg3. ocs and canons. im just tired rn and cant remember them all orz

[regularshcw]

poll time ! so, i mentioned that idea of doing " get to know the muse " posts earlier, and i made graphics for it, so

#🗑️ ooc // trash boat #only setting this to a week bc theres no option for like. a couple days. which blows ass #but yeah lmk which muse should get one first! #might do them for more canons once i finish these but i feel like my ocs/original lore takes higher priority #and not all my ocs are on this list bc they dont have enough to their story for a whole post quite yet #ie arthur and jacq i need to flesh them out a bit more

[rosysins]

♤ Asmodeus Alice has been added to the list of muses !

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#muse (4): asmodeus alice. #♡. 「 harpy's call . / promo 」 #mairimashita! iruma kun #mairimashita! iruma kun rp #welcome to demon school iruma rp #roleplay promo #iconless multimuse #asmodeus alice #IN ALL HONESTY #im just throwing it out there #Im old i've lost touch on how to do a promo around here #i think it'd be more effective if i throw out individual charas promos but we'll see how that turns out #ANYWAYS for any of my beloved mutuals pls watch welcome to demon school iruma #i swear to you it is the most fun anime i have watched in a while #anyways im gonna go to sleep now because there was a lot. a lot to cover for alice. #it has been 174734673465 years since i added a new muse thats a canon character #finally a non-ons character !!!!

[tariah23]

https://x.com/normalpills/status/1755036081039569187?s=46&t=QiKHdDdvKoMxWGyakqTvxA

ISNAJJ I was just thinking about this post, oh my god-

#IAAJJWJDJEJSKSKEJFJDHDHDHDDJDJDJJ #I never saw the original only in these screenshots butjsjssjs #when all of this came out in the manga I remember just being blown away because I would’ve never expected anything like this to be slipped #into a shounen like as soon as yuuji’s ‘mother’ was revealed and we got to see the iconic scar that crossed her forehead i kind of screamed #kenjaku is diabolical #the fact that is canonically yuuji’s mother and was most likely the one to give birth to yuuji is literally insane to me gege was cooking- #he was so funny for thjsnssjjaa #I miss Kenny ahhhhhh bring my bitch back right NOW I’m so angry that he’s gone now #tkf replies #the-morose-musings-of-mewaddlee

[jennycalendar]

i hate when a good fic hates xander. it ruins the whole thing for me. there is this tiny sliver of a subsection of this fandom who actually gets what’s going on with xander — man is a bisexual monster fucker with daddy issues who cannot handle the fact that he feels he’s not living up to the life the world said he was supposed to. AND GOSH, WHY DOES THAT SOUND FAMILIAR

#musings #i was reading a fic and having fun with it and how much loving nuanced sympathy it extends to the other characters #and then saw the author going in the comments ‘’yeah xander just sucks in canon but it’s my fic so i can rectify #how mean and awful he is and how he contributes nothing of value to the team’’ #and now my enjoyment of the fic is possibly less than half it was before! #i wanna read stuff that unironically loves every character. :( #i myself am mean to angel on main but i hope we all know that i do love him and will write him with sympathy and silliness!!