#musescafe

[nectaric]

@musescafe asked: "Can I help you find anything?" (maybe heph goes into chloe's bookshop to browse?

hephaestus looked up in surprise, pushing the book he had been examining back into place. he spent so little time in the mortal world, that he sometimes forgot that people would speak to him without needing something. the god cleared his throat, adjusting his cane so he could properly face her.

"i was lookin' for a book on companion planting." he explained, gesturing to the shelves beside him. "for my garden. i'm thinking of trying it out, but i really don't know what's best. i was hoping to grow some of my own strawberries, 'cept they haven't been liking their soil so i'm--"

hephaestus bit down on his tongue. "i'm rambling, aren't i? i just need something on gardening and i'll be out of your hair."

#musescafe #m: hephaestus.

[singofus]

@musescafe asked: a hug with a forehead kiss (for hypnos from pasithea)

hug prompts | No Longer Accepting

The best moment of Hypnos's day was coming home and seeing his wife for the first time in hours (what felt like eternity sometimes!). He would see her and immediately smile, and then he would see her own face light up and he would pad quickly over to her for their daily embrace. Long, slim arms wrap around her and hold her close, thin lips pressed to her forehead. It felt as close to home could feel as being in mother's arms also did. He hoped it gave her that same feeling.

"My love." He rested his cheek on her head and gave a happy little sigh to say it out loud.

"Hey. I missed you. How are you?"

#. | head in the clouds (hypnos) #. | he lays between mists of opium and fields of poppy (godly) #musescafe

[archaeval]

@musescafe liked x ;

SHE STAYED CLOSE TO MURIEL'S SIDE IN THE CITY, arm looped through his. There were a few who stopped to stare, but it always felt like hundreds of eyes on them, wondering at the gladiator and the courtesan, two once-infamous figures in Vesuvia. "You didn't have to come with me," she insists again, squeezing his arm gently as she looks on, steering them both gently through the crowd towards the exotic book seller she'd been waiting for all month.

#musescafe #musescafe muriel #i love uuuu #v: arcana #broth for arlo! broth and love!

[swevene]

"I want so badly to protect you from the world, because I know all too well how bad it can be." (for hildr from rhythorn)

𝐐𝐔𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒 𝐈 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓 | @intothewildsea / @musescafe

Of that Hildr had no doubt. She could only imagine the suffering that Rhythorn had been through. Only through a few conversations had she been able to pick that out. It warmed her heart to know he wanted to keep her safe from that. From the cruelty of the world that she had been warned about time and time again. She had been lucky. She had truly been sheltered kept safe from the world and the turmoil's and cruelty that existed. It was only through interacting with people like Rhythron that she had realized how terrible it could be. 

"I know you do, Rhythron." She spoke with a gentle smile. She placed a hand on his arm a very gentle touch and she hoped one of comfort. "Since the moment I met you you've all you could to keep me safe and I know you'll continue to do so." More than just a physical safety but a mental one. A safety in the way he now spoke of. "It makes me happy to know someone cares so much to do that for me. I know you were hired for this job but it's so much more personal than that. I have a feeling even if you weren't my guard you'd still want to keep me safe." She paused almost in uncertainty. "Isn't that right?"

#musescafe #⚜ ask #⚜ answered [ hildr ]

[eritvita]

Muriel wraps his arms around Roland from behind and leans down, planting a kiss on his love's hair. (Muriel wanted to be affectionate <3) @musescafe

@musescafe

As soon as dost he recognize those large, warm hand ‘round his sternum and waist, Roland melts, grass-stains and bits of grass blades stuck onto his clothes and hair, and he purrs in that nursing warmth of Muriel’s embrace.

“Hello,” murmurs he, turning to rest his cheek upon that handsome breast. He beams.

#oh my GOD <333 #musescafe #r; allstar. #notepad.

[intothewildsea]

GET TO KNOW THE MUN

--- BASICS

ʚ♡ɞ NAME: Arlo ʚ♡ɞ PRONOUNS: they/them ʚ♡ɞ ZODIAC SIGN: Virgo ʚ♡ɞ Taken or Single: single

--- THREE FACTS

ʚ♡ɞ I'm a librarian! ʚ♡ɞ My favorite book is The Last Unicorn. ʚ♡ɞ I've had this blog for about 8 years now.

--- EXPERIENCE

ʚ♡ɞ PLATFORMS USED: Tumblr, Discord ʚ♡ɞ PLOTTING/WINGING IT/MEMES: I'm fine with all three, but I do love to plot! Memes are really nice for starting out, though, and I find sometimes memes can help inspire plot ideas.

--- MUSE PREFERENCE

ʚ♡ɞ GENDER: I don't really have a preference! ʚ♡ɞ MULTI OR SINGLE: I like having a single muse blog for Niamh, because she's my most active/longest muse, but I do have a multi sideblog (musescafe) for my other OCs and some canons. ʚ♡ɞ LEAST FAVORITE FACECLAIM(S): I can't really think of any tbh!

--- FLUFF/ANGST/SMUT

ʚ♡ɞ FLUFF: I love fluff! ʚ♡ɞ ANGST: YES, GIMME GIMME ʚ♡ɞ SMUT: I enjoy writing smut, but tend to prefer to write it with writing partners I've talked to a bit ooc!

I stole this from @ravarui so please steal it from me if you want!

#(ooc) #[i cant remember if i've ever filled out this one]

[notyetfixed-a]

@musescafe asked | "I don't think I've ever seen anyone love someone as much as you love her."

Molly blinked a bit at Caduceus' observation and looked to his love in the distance. But, their features soften a bit more as they curl a little more into themselves. "I do...I love her very much." They look down at their hands, though, and can see them caked in dirt like they had been so many years ago.

"But...it would be unfair for me to try and take her from what she has now." Their eyes flicker to his beautiful angel and that little selkie he had met all those years ago. They seemed so close, Molly could swear that there was something palpable between them. "It's been so long that I've been gone...and what is it they say? If you love it, let it go?" A bitter chuckle leaves his lungs as he leans back and against the tree behind them, eyes closing slightly and letting his lips flutter

#v: main | sv; niamh #long may he reign | mollymauk speaks #YOU SENT A CUTE THING #I TURNED IT SAD #LMAO #DO WHAT YOU WILL #CAN BE THE UNREQUITED LOVE #OR SHE CAN KISS HIM SILLY LATER

[nectaric]

@musescafe asked: ❛  it's okay. i've got you. you're safe now.  ❜ (for thanatos from hypnos <3)

thanatos pitied the dead. he pitied them, and he loved them. but sometimes, they became too much for his mind to bear. their voices, crying out to him in their fear and confusion, haunted him in every waking moment. they were the souls not yet claimed, souls who had recently passed and needed guidance. most days, their voices were bearable, even as they echoed inside his mind. he would reach them eventually, and their shouting would end.

some days, they were too loud. some days they drove thanatos to the brink of madness, and he would have collapsed under the onslaught were it not for the quick-thinking and gentle care of his loved ones.

he rested on the sofa, curled into a tight ball with his head in hypnos' lap. the lights were off, a small speaker playing gentle music the only other sound in the room. it was a nice distraction, a simple reprieve from the moans of the dead. but thanatos' head ached, and his eyes were scrunched so tight they may never have opened again. this time, hypnos' voice was not enough to draw him back to reality.

"i can't..." thanatos whispered, clutching at his twin brother's knee. "its too much today, hyp, i can't."

#musescafe #m: thanatos. #uwu

[archaeval]

nsfw headcanon for muriel and ruby: ruby likes to be on top of muriel most of the time, so she can take the lead :3c

spicy headcanons || accepting

Honestly yeah. Ruby already leans towards a dominant role as is, but just wants to make Muriel feel good -- and she knows it makes him more comfortable, too, when she takes charge, since it lessens the chance of him accidentally hurting her, since she knows the fear is never fully gone. If it makes him more comfortable and gets her off, how can she say no?

#Ask #intothewildsea #musescafe #musescafe muriel #v: the arcana #answered meme

[swevene]

"Allow me, my lady." (from Rhythorn on musescafe to Hildr?)

𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐲 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐑𝐏 𝐌𝐞𝐦𝐞 | @intothewildsea

A smile graced the princess' lips as her personal guard offered to help her. "Of course, thank you." She placed a hand in his much large orc hand. She held up her dress to not let it drag across the forest ground as she stepped over a rather large tree that had fallen. It had stormed the night before and it clearly showed. It had been a big storm and a few trees had fallen. She had not slept well that night from the sounds of the thunder, the wind, and the sound of things falling to the ground as a result. It was now afternoon and after seeing to her duties she had wanted to see the forest after the rainfall. It was at times the most beautiful of scenery as water droplets fall from leaves and flowers.

There was currently a light sprinkle of rain as they made it to her favorite meadow. It was breath taking. "The water seems to enhance it's beauty. Wouldn't you agree, Sir Rhythorn?" She questioned with a tilt of her head at him. 

#intothewildsea #⚜ ask

[eritvita]

[ REST ]: the sender places a gentle but firm hand on a weakened/sick/injured receiver's shoulder to push them back into their bed to rest more. (from muriel <3)

@musescafe

“Muriel, truly, I am fine and stout and hearty.” And such a lie of unpurposeful Poetry, as Roland is so rarely borne for that bacterial sickness: a heaviness to his limbs, a pale pallor to his face and hands, and dark, almost black circles to hover ‘neath the lids of his drowsy, exhausted eyes.

The changing of the Seasons doth bring a vulnerability to those careful, quiet nerves to every body meant to frolic skyclad across every meadow of bursting, fresh wildflowers, and the wind were too cold, the clouds too dark and ready to throw rain, and Roland is tired in his long limbs and aching muscles to hath him walk so proudly. He sits down heavily at that wood-borne chair within Muriel’s warm hut, and pets Inanna idly as she wanders to him, and snuffs at him in assessment of his own wellbeing.

“Am I so melted in my demeanor as so to worry thee?” asks he, lifting a stark brow; hazy and drooping in his forever-handsome expression. “Doth I worry thee?”

the shoulder touch .

#💖💖💖 #intothewildsea #musescafe #notepad.

[intothewildsea]

⋆ NAME?: Arlo

⋆ PRONOUNS?: they/them

⋆ MOST ACTIVE MUSE(S)?: Niamh, my muse for all of my muses on my multi (musescafe) varies depending on what my current hyperfixation is RIP

⋆ RP PET PEEVES?: When people post "call outs" where they are lying about other people to stir up drama or try to spread rumors about another person without having evidence to back up their claims.

⋆ EXPERIENCE / HOW MANY YEARS?: a long time, bc I'm old, i started rping on neopets in ye olde days of dial up

⋆ FLUFF, ANGST, OR SMUT?: I enjoy all three! I don't particularly have a favorite. It just depends on what my mood is as to which one I want to write the most at the time.

⋆ LONG OR SHORT REPLIES?: Honestly, I don't mind short replies for some threads, especially ones that just sprout off of little memes. I like medium or long replies more, but sometimes I have trouble getting my brain to cooperate, so sometimes my replies are shorter than I would like.

⋆ PLOTS OR MEMES?: I love plotting, but memes are fun for when I want to just do something little and go more off vibes than trying to make my brain work on a more complicated idea.

⋆ TIME TO WRITE?: the urge to write hits me at all (and usually inopportune) times, but my favorite is to write in the morning with a cup of coffee

I stole this from my beloved @notyetfixed ♡ edit: I DIDNT REALIZE I WAS ACTUALLY TAGGED LOOOL so i did not steal it

#(ooc)

[notyetfixed-a]

@musescafe asked | "I've missed you."

There is a palpable silence as the genasi looks up, the familiar, soft voice of a particular halfling fills his ears, puts his heart racing like a gust of wind through one's cloak. He scarcely can believe he can see the ashari before him, and a soft, infinitesimal grin is quirked upon his lips.

"How is this...possible?" There is laughter bubbling in his chest, tears welling in the corners of his eyes as he looks incredulously upon the fighter he had grown to adore. "How did- what? I must be dreaming."

#v: main | sv; orrym #may fairer winds find you | dorian storm #dorian speaks #THE BOYS #REUNITED #AHAHAHA #MY HEART

[nectaric]

he was not trying to cause a stir, exactly. but despite his best efforts at appearing calm, rare was it for poseidon to move with such purpose, thus causing a greater scene than he ever could have intended. the sea god in question paced back and forth through the large and lavish living room of his palace, darting into the kitchen and back again, turning over couch cushions, then darting back to the stairs to scurry up them.

he said nothing to his wife who sat watching him, convinced he was being far more nonchalant than he actually was.

finally, slightly out of breath and sweaty from exertion, he leaned casually against the door frame and mustered up an innocuous smile. "hey, babe... you seen that super unimportant signed form i need for my meeting today around here somewhere?"

@musescafe

#musescafe #m: poseidon. #haha he's silly! #also i'm eye emoji-ing at your inquisitor... #i've wanted to write DA:I muses really bad but i've been too scared. however..

[nectaric]

poseidon watched horror after horror unfold before him. hades' limp corpse tumbling from the top of iapetus' tower, demeter's burned body in hyperion's arms, zeus slumped over top a pile of gore, unsure where cronus began and zeus ended. each memory drew screams of anguish from his mouth. each one made his stomach lurch, made tears pour from his eyes, made his heart ache in despair.

when poseidon woke, he could not remember what was real and what was not. his chest heaved with gasps of breath, eyes wild and wide with tears.

i can't lose you too, he had wept.

but no... no, that wasn't right.

hades had walked from iapetus' tower triumphant. demeter had emerged from the trees with hyperion's head in her hands. zeus had defeated cronus, while fate named him king of olympus. they were not lost. he had not lost anyone at all, and amphitrite was still here, and she was warm, and she was safe. everyone was safe.

"gods, that was awful," poseidon gasped out, curling into her arms in hopes that might still his rampaging heart. "i saw them dead, all of them dead. don't let go, please. please."

@musescafe from here.

#musescafe #m: poseidon. #death / #violence / #sobs actually

[nectaric]

@musescafe asked: 👀 reverse, Heph and Chloe lmao

"oh, blast it, i'm sorry!"

hephaestus immediately covered his eyes with his hands, stumbling back against the door frame in his mad dash to give chloe some privacy. he had not expected her to have stripped down so quickly, and foolishly entered the bathroom without checking first. under different circumstances, he might have commented fondly on how beautiful she was, on what effect her naked body had on him.

but now was not the time. hephaestus felt around blindly for the wall, guiding himself out of the bathroom, flushed gold. "i just... wanted to know if y'needed a towel, is all."

#musescafe #m: hephaestus. #eheheeh