#missallaneousmuses

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ALIAS / NAME : Missa ( Miss-ah, not Mee-sah !! For the people who never seem to know how to pronounce it. uwu ) BIRTHDAY : October 28th ZODIAC : Scorpio Sun / Leo Moon / Cancer Ascendant HEIGHT : 5'0" HOBBIES : making photoshop edits ( I wouldn't say graphic art but, ) painting, cosplay, baking, writing, theatre, D&D, making playlists FAV. COLOR : depends on the day, but you can never go wrong with teal or pink. FAV. BOOK : Under the Oak Tree by Suji Kim ( favorite of the moment, really ) LAST SONG : Looking At Me - Sabrina Carpenter LAST MOVIE / SHOW : the new Haunted Mansion movie. RECENT READ : ...I don't... read as much as I should. I'm more of a movie girlie. INSPIRATION : A lot of my writing inspiration and style comes from the authors I love reading : Stephen King, Neil Gaiman, Ransom Riggs. I'm also inspired by the people I write with, and my style tends to evolve the more I write with people who write in certain ways. Obviously it would take too long to list the individual inspirations for all the muses, but an overarching theme is taking a character and exploring depths that were left untouched in their original works. Seeing a more human side of fantastical concepts. STORY BEHIND URL : My original multimuse was missallaneousmuses, playing off my nickname, Missa. But it was lengthy and I didn't really like how it looked. So I shortened it to play off miscellanea, which is defined as "miscellaneous items, especially literary compositions, that have been collected together." So Missa's miscellanea.

tagged : snagged off the dash 'cause I saw it like three times tagging : @storiedhistories, @gloryseized, @charroblanco, @nerdynanny && anyone who wants to steal it please do uwu

#❮ missallanea / dash games ❯ ━━ ❝ tag ! you're it ! #❮ missallanea / ooc ❯ ━━ ❝ probably listening to a musical on repeat .

[storiedhistories]

@missallaneousmuses asked: “you’ll have a hard time believing this because it never happens. but i made a mistake.” / riza for roy

Incorrect Quotes Generator Starters // Accepting

Roy was working through some of the paperwork that had piled up on his desk (loath as he was to do it, it DID need to be done, unfortunately) when Riza came through the door.  He looked up as she spoke, putting his pen down, his fingers steepled together as he listened to her.  Riza said that, as hard as it was to believe, she'd made a mistake.

One eyebrow lifted at her words and he leaned forward on his hands.  "Is that so, Lieutenant?" he asked, a serious expression on his face, even though he was trying to hide a smile.  "And just what is the mistake that you made?  Can't be TOO bad, considering."  Riza didn't tend to MAKE mistakes, so if she HAD, this time, he doubted it was very serious.

#missallaneousmuses #✦ Roy Mustang || Answered ✦ From the desk of Roy Mustang #✦ Roy Mustang ✦ || Verse.IT'S NOT CHECKMATE YET #[I love them your honour]

[seethewcrld]

@missallaneousmuses​

“Back off. I don’t know you.”

#missallaneousmuses #007 Robyn ; All I’m Asking Is You Open Your Mind { IC }

[willowdied]

@missallaneousmuses : ‵ flowers will grow from my bones. ′ 

“ that is so so cool! ” the very idea was something that about sent her dashing back up to her room to grab her notebook, but the very last thing she wanted to do was to upset the other ( for more than one reason, for one she didn’t want to upset this woman’s brother and for two, she did not want to appear rude. she wasn’t rude and was actually really really nice, just also really really extroverted ) so for now she stayed still, trying to stop herself from bouncing. “ do you mean like actually or like figuratively? and what kind of flowers? and how is that done if you mean literally?  ” 

#LUNASOL : missallaneousmuses #missallaneousmuses #jester : interactions #she's. pretty much sitting there like *eye emoji* do share

[stygicniron]

Missallaneousmuses?

Ask Meme-- @ Me for some Positivity 

 @missallaneousmuses

I love this blog!! All of the muses are so incredible, even if I’m unfamiliar with some of their canons sadly, however I am so excited to work on a FMA verse for Nico. But more importantly!! Missa is amazing. I started following her on her Persephone blog and I have not looked back. She is such a giving writer and every single muse feels fresh and unique. If you’re not following this blog yet, you gotta

#missallaneousmuses #☠ ▌ ｆｉｖｅ ｔｈｏｕｓａｎｄ ａｔｔａｃｋ ｐｏｉｎｔｓ ( ask meme reply. ) #☠ ▌ ｐｕｌｌｉｎｇ ｔｈｅ ｓｔｒｉｎｇｓ ( ooc. )

[aettangr]

@missallaneousmuses asked: “ sorry for calling you a bitch. i thought you already knew. ” /

Pinterest Quotes Pt Two // Accepting!

The dark-haired boy crossed his arms over his chest, leaning against the wall as he looked over at his twin.  Most people who heard them talking would have assumed that they didn't get along AT ALL, but the truth of the matter was that that was just how they communicated.  They'd always been the sort to tease one another like this, and going to Beacon hadn't changed that.  

"And here I just thought you'd been projecting," he commented, his tone nonchalant, even as his eyes glinted with mischief.  "Then again, we ARE twins; it makes sense."  

Really, they might look quite similar, but their personalities were quite distinct.  And yes, sometimes that did cause genuine clashes between them, but things were still light-hearted enough, at the moment.  They could tease and rib, but he didn't think that there was much that could come between them.

#missallaneousmuses #♰ ANSWERS ♰ || Good listeners are as rare as white crows #♰ I DON'T KNOW WHAT'S WORTH FIGHTING FOR ♰ || Verse.SCHOOL YEARS #[ahaha the foreshadowing it hurts me] #[and if this wasn't meant to be from Raven lemme know!]

[queenharumiura]

🔮 / from chrome uwu

Send me 🔮 for one thought your muse might hear if they could read my muse’s mind. ||Accepting||

"It looks like she wants to say something? Don't worry, friend. Haru can wait. Take all the time you need." If images could be transferred over, she would be shaking pom poms at the moment. "A cake holiday? GENIUS."

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"Chrome-chan is looking happy today. I wonder if she's hungry? I have a bag full of cookies... suddenly, Haru's sugar tooth is acting up. Sharing is caring! Let's ask!"

#missallaneousmuses #Meme answered #Answered ask #Thanks for the ask! #Haru speaks #((Me referencing a thread in a meme answer? More likely than you'd think)) #((Though that felt like I was cheating so I threw in another one))

[multifacetecl]

❛    i’m not a whole person and i don’t think i ever will be    ❜ chrome for tsuna?

𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒    (   open   )

“     You’re—You’re wrong!    “     The words left him with so much passion, he had startled even himself even going as far as taking a step forward. Regardless, however, there’s a burning resolve in his eyes—as short-lived as it may have been. Realizing how sudden and abrupt his outburst had been, insecurity was quick to dig its claws in his chest once more and he dropped his gaze. His cheeks burned with embarrassment, before he cleared his throat.    “    I—I don’t care what others say ...     “    he began slowly, fingers tugging at the ends of his shirt as he dropped his gaze.

Chrome was not like Mukuro—not entirely, anyways. Sure, for a long while, you could not have one without the other ... But things has changed since then. And even before ...    “    Mukuro is Mukuro, Chrome is Chrome. That’s—that’s how I’ve always seen it. You’ve become your own person now, Chrome. You’re already a whole person, t—to me, anyways ... Though ... I’m not sure how much worth that may have.   “    A nervous, and a little bitter, laugh soon followed.      “     It may not amount to much ... But ... I mean what I say.    “ 

#missallaneousmuses #* tsuna : answered .

[arealmunited]

“Despite everything, it’s still you.” / chrome for yamamoto? if that's okay uwu

Yamamoto looked up when he heard a voice, surprised to see that somehow Chrome managed to track him down then again he really shouldn’t be surprised at all by this. While he wasn’t sure what she was exactly talking about, his mind was still stuck on other things.

“Doesn’t feel like it’s me anymore.”

#missallaneousmuses #yama speaks #yamamoto rp #{{of course it's ok ♥

[unlockthestarsarchive]

@missallaneousmuses asked: ◄ for one muse treat the others injury caused by a third party / kali treating ghira uwu

Enemies to Lovers, Lovers to Enemies, and Everything in Between // Accepting!

Ghira Belladonna was tall and imposing, and most of the time, that kept people from bothering or harassing him.  But there would always be those who felt safety in numbers when they decided to heap abuses upon those different from them.

He'd been away from Menagerie, trying to negotiate on behalf of the White Fang, which hadn't gone as well as he'd hoped.  The leaders he'd been speaking to were hesitant to make a decision, considering the state of the rest of the world, something that frustrated Ghira.  Yes, it was important to deal with threats, but was it not equally as, if not more, important for Remnant's peoples to have the same rights?

With his meeting over, he'd boarded a ship back to Menagerie, trying to consider the best way to proceed from this point.  He'd been towards the stern of the ship, lost in thought, when he'd been jumped by four others.  They'd managed to get a few hits in, and one slashed his arm with a knife as he got over his surprise.

He let out a roar and unsheathed his claws, quickly gaining the upper hand in the fight, even as the ship's crew came running to see what the commotion was.  Those who had attacked Ghira were quickly led away as the ship pulled into Menagerie, and Ghira disembarked.  At this point, he just wanted to get HOME.

Kali was waiting for him when he got in the door, and he greeted her with a tired smile, wincing a little as he took off his coat.  Ghira saw the way Kali looked at him when she saw the gash on his arm, and he shook his head. "It's nothing; just a scratch."

She crossed her arms over her chest, and he let out a little sigh as he sat down at the table, telling her what had happened while she gathered supplies to clean his injury.

"Looks like I'm going to have to try something else," he said, and this time he winced because of what Kali was using to clean his injury.  It hurt, but he knew that it would be better in the long run after it was cleaned.  "I'm just glad they chose to attack ME and not someone else," he said, his voice soft.  He could handle that sort of thing; he'd been dealing with it his whole life, but if they'd chosen to go after a child or someone who hadn't been able to defend themselves, it could have been a lot worse.

#missallaneousmuses #★ Ghira Belladonna || Kali / missallaneousmuses ★ Home is just another word for you #★ Ghira Belladonna || Answered ★ You have the word of Ghira Belladonna #★ Ghira Belladonna ★ || Verse.WORKING TOWARDS A BETTER WORLD #[tossed this into my 'pre-series' verse (which covers a lot tbh)] #[also this went like three different ways and didn't end up being nearly as much about your prompt?] #[but I also 100% imagined Belle cleaning Beast's injuries after the wolf fight] #[so enjoy that knowledge]

[tandemrosa]

｡˚☽˚｡⋆.  @missallaneousmuses​​  - Starter!  [  Raven.  ]

⁀➷    As intimidating as this place had to be, there were no choices. There were questions only certain people would answer her, and those certain people were cut short of whom be better than the latter. But the answers she seeked, or at least, something of an answer only laid in quest of someone who would give them to her sober.  It’d taken a while, to find her. Sure to say some intel from her Uncle and a little prying got her a few clues where to find her. 

So alas, here she’d find herself. More nervous than she was assured in herself that, she would be able to go through with this. Suppose; that nervousness comes from how much this woman resembles Yang, but more; roughly put and less, maternal. And said named sister would likely chew her out on doing this; finding a woman she was hurt by for so many, and more. So she inhales. stood herself straight, swallowed down some part of her that was politely letting her to leave.

    Unfortunately, that voice she assured herself of came out more sheepish than insisted, mentally scolding herself for that immensely.  -  “Um, Raven.”  -  Previous thoughts of how Qrow’d once expressed she was not the type of woman who had the best ideal of family input nor opinion.  -  “I know this is weird, and probably a little, surprisingly.”  -  At the most.  -  “But right now you’re the only person I can talk to that might give me answers,”  -   Raven had room, plenty of room to decline. But even in those, silvered eyes laid determination and need for some sort of knowledge that wasn’t glorifying and full of whitelies.  -  “Please.”  -

#IC ⁀➷ ᵀʰᵉ ʰᵘⁿᵗᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ˡᵒᵛᵉᵈ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠᵒᵒˡ. / #V6 & 7 ｡˚☽˚｡⋆. ᵃˢ ʰᵉʳᵒᵉˢ ʷᵉ ʰᵃʳᵇᵒʳ ᵗᵒᵒ ᵐᵘᶜʰ. || #( I hope dis okay ! )

[aestascadere]

“  i’ve never met anyone quite like you.  ” / raven

｡˚☽˚｡⋆. -   softer prompts / @missallaneousmuses ;; always accepting

  Those words caught her attention fairly quickly. Silvered eyes came away from her embroidery to catch the sharper, crimson ones looking right back at her. It seemed to be words she might never hear again, words quite rarely expressed but common in the hands of isolated time between them. But even in this moment, she could only smile in response, faltering almost in the hidden truth behind them. They could mean anything. How kind she is to Raven, or how sparing she is as a leader. The affection, and generousness. She knows it’s all quite different for her.

She swallows slightly, snuffing out the invading thoughts. Raven is no woman to be pitied. Or feared, really. She’s just a big ball of.. fluff. And sword, if you squinted. She began to put her things to the side, tugging the woman to seat next to her with a gentle manner so she’d be capable of wrapping her arms around hers and leaning her head on her shoulder so comfortingly.

  “I..”  For a first, Summer had been taken back on her own words. Ravens own, paralysed her endless voice, but only for a few minute till the small, hint of soft fluster washed up her cheeks.  “I like you.”  An abruptness of her wordings made Summer herself hide away into the shoulder she took rest on, clearing her throat.  “I um. Yeah, I like you.”

It wasn’t.. planned, but Ravens words coaxed it. They felt like their own confession of affection.  “I’d say you’re different, but you’re just who you’ll always be. Whether that be someone, or a big gruffy grumpy, bird lady who I know has a pretty smile, which I get to keep all to myself!”

#IC ⁀➷ ʷᶦᵗʰᶦⁿ ʸᵒᵘʳ ʰᵉᵃʳᵗ ᴵ'ˡˡ ˢˡᵉᵉᵖ. / #ASK ⁀➷ ᵀʰᵃⁿᵏ ʸᵒᵘ ᶠᵒʳ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵠᵘᵉˢᵗᶦᵒⁿᵎᵎ ᴴᵉʳᵉ'ˢ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵃⁿˢʷᵉʳᵎ /

[storiedhistories]

@missallaneousmuses asked: 💋 because I'm spoiled, another raven for tai... but specifically set after the before times. doesn't need to be current canon but at some point after their split. because I love pain uwu

Send 💋 to kiss my muse! // Accepting

It had been years since he and Raven had seen one another, let alone spent any time together.  And Tai was beginning to remember just why that was.  He had very much loved Summer, still DID love Summer......, but he also still loved Raven.  She had made her choice, and he had done everything he could to respect that....., but it still HURT to be around her, knowing that she had chosen her tribe over him, over their daughter......over the life they could have had together.

When she kisses him, his first instinct is to respond, to deepen that kiss, to pull her close and HOLD ON this time.  But instead of doing any of those things, as tempted as he might be, he pushes her away, hands instinctively clenched into fists, his eyes flashing with anger.

"What the hell do you think you're doing, Raven?" he practically growled.  "You can't just come waltzing in here after everything that's happened and try to pick up where we left off.  That's NOT fair, and it's not happening."  Despite the amount of times he'd thought about exactly that, in the time since she left, and sometimes after Summer died.  He'd been so lonely....., but he knew that if he let her in again, it would only end in MORE heartbreak.  And he's not sure he can take someone he loves leaving him a THIRD time.

#missallaneousmuses #(Tai || Answered) -- Brute strength isn't always the answer #(Tai || Verse.A LITTLE PATCH OF HOME) #[you asked for pain] #[but the one in pain is Tai]

[nixfactum]

“We’re in this together.” / Winter ;;

｡˚☽˚｡⋆. -   Meme. / @missallaneousmuses ;;  accepting ||  Winter.

  Those words seemed melachony, the chances of such almost had them fall on deaf ears. But they were words that she didn’t need to hear anymore, words that meant little yet gave her a chance to smile slightly with a slow nod. These things, the memories of wishign for her sister to come home and save her from the monsters that became their parents had still been the very same girl that grew up chasing after her and found in her heart that it wasn’t Winter who had been the selfish one. But herself.

So she could only sigh out gently.  “I know.”  But at the very same time, they weren’t. Winter walked ahead of both her and Whitley. And now it was Weiss’ choice to stay behind so that her hand could remain open for her brother to reach to.

  “But you can’t always be there to save me. I know.”  

  Still she found her hand placing on Winters shoulder, and an assuring nod was given. Her sister would be there when it was necessary; and she’d grown to know she had a bigger family to rely on, her team and those around her. People she could aid, people who would aid her.

  “But, no matter what. We’ll always be in this together. I mean, you can’t get rid of me that easy, Winter.”

#IC ⁀➷ ᶦᶠ ᵗʰᶦˢ ᵖᵃᵗʰ ᶜᵒᵘˡᵈ ᵇᵉ ᵐᶦⁿᵉ. / #tbt / #ASK ⁀➷ ᵀʰᵃⁿᵏ ʸᵒᵘ ᶠᵒʳ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵠᵘᵉˢᵗᶦᵒⁿᵎᵎ ᴴᵉʳᵉ'ˢ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵃⁿˢʷᵉʳᵎ /

[willowdied]

@missallaneousmuses : ❛  you’ve  lost  a  lot  of  blood .  ❜ 

that she certainly had. she could feel still, practically see it as her eyes struggled to adjust to the light. ariverane let them shut for a moment, swallowing and letting out a light exhale before opening them up again. she looked at lunasol and then at their surroundings, trying to think on what to say. 

“ i remember that much...” her voice a bit of a grumble, but she tried to keep it steady, as thought there was nothing more she needed. for now, she sat up, shaking her head, gloved hand reaching to thumb at her temple as she continued. “ thank you. for helping me. whatever it was you did. are we safe? what happened? ” 

#LUNASOL : missallaneousmuses #missallaneousmuses #ariverane : interactions #~ scheduled ~

[schneeisms-archive]

Menagerie. The last place her father would ever think to look for her... and probably one of the most dangerous places for her to have even considered setting foot in.

Nevertheless, here she was, sneaking off a ship in the middle of the night and doing her best to stay away from the nocturnal district of Kuo Kuana. It wasn't easy, and Weiss was severely at a disadvantage; unlike everyone else on the island, she couldn't see in the dark. One of the few times she dared curse her human heritage, but... here she was.

It was a stupid idea. She knew it was, yet she'd done it anyway. After what her father had done, there was only one person she knew who'd understand--one person who could help her when it came to running from terrible people like her father. And the one person she could trust to understand just how terrified she was.

She'd done her research. The Belladonna family was known, and with a little digging, Weiss was able to find what she wanted. Ghira Belladonna was the chieftain of Menagerie, and the former White Fang leader... he had a wife, Kali, and a daughter, Blake. That was enough information for Weiss to find herself on a boat to Kuo Kuana, where they lived.

Thankful for the rain masking her footsteps, Weiss made her way up the large, front steps to the door, uncertainty building with every step. Maybe this was a bad idea. Maybe they were going to turn her away politely; maybe they'd have her locked up and jeered at because she was a Schnee. No, don't think like that, she thought to herself, though her gut was twisting uncomfortably with a fear that made her feel ill.

The echo from the knocker certainly didn't help that uncomfortable feeling.

Doing her best to retain her calm, collected demeanour, Weiss tugged the hood up further over her head, attempting to mask the white hair and icy-blue eyes that would be a dead giveaway of her heritage as she waited.

[[ @unlockthestars (ghira) / @missallaneousmuses (kali — if you want!) ]]

#// unlockthestars. || ghira ( come to break the silence knocking at your door • for every broken promise is a desperate cry for war. ) #// missalaneousmuses. || kali ( the power's with those who would judge and control • but we have a chance to make it right for you. ) #I’m cool w/ both belladonnas if y’all want honestly #Weiss is a scared snowflake #also I think they’d know Blake is her teammate??? #I’m assuming they saw Blake at the Vytals? #menagerie is the last place daddy would look tho……….