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Want to ship? Feel free to tell me straight off!

Yes, shipping does need chemistry between the two muses, but if you look at my muse and think ‘You know what, I’d like to ship my muse with theirs!’, feel free to tell me, even before we start threads!

I love having a direction/goal to work the characters towards – when I write fiction on my own, I like having goals and plot points, like romances, family and friend relationships, rivals and enemies.. why wouldn’t I like having the same with RP? RP is just collaborative fiction writing!

There’s no shame in liking ships, or even RPing for ships. There’s tons of people in the world who love to read romance novels, and no one tries to tell them that’s wrong or worse than liking mysteries, or fantasy adventure. Neither preference is wrong, it’s just that – a preference!

So please – if you want to ship, or work towards of ship, in any capacity : romance, family, friends, rivals, and everything in between – TELL ME! I’d love to see what we can come up with together!

all four of our names lit up at once as we all badly singing along to chat's song at the same time really is just iconic actually.

𝐈'𝐌 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐆𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐀 𝐅𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓! 𝑵𝑶𝑾 𝑰𝑺 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑻𝑰𝑴𝑬: 𝑴𝒀 𝑴𝑶𝑴𝑬𝑵𝑻 𝑻𝑶 𝑹𝑰𝑺𝑬!

Send ✏ (or "PENCIL") for mun to write about a muse they thought about trying to roleplay or one they are already roleplaying outside Tumblr RPC.

It can be either original or canon.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐨𝐥𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐢𝐫 : 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐫𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 ;

part five (5) of a collection of sentence prompts/starters from holly black's folk of the air series. there are seventy-five (75) prompts in this list pulled from the book in chronological order. some quotes have already been slightly altered to better fit being used as a prompt, but feel free to change pronouns/add names or adjust prompts as needed. when interacting with multimuses, specify who the prompt is from and/or for. do not repost #tfota prompts

❛ What do you need my oath for? ❜

❛ I need to be sure you won't betray me. ❜

❛ I will find a way to work it out. ❜

❛ You really think you can promise all that? ❜

❛ How many promises can I make before I find myself accountable for them? ❜

❛ You can have my service for a year and a day. ❜

❛ You won't get a better offer from me, especially not if you threaten me again. ❜

❛ I swear myself into your service. I will act as your hand. I will act as your shield. I will act in accordance with your will. Let it be so for one year and one day … and not for one minute more. ❜

❛ You've really improved the vow. ❜

❛ The great game, you had called it when you accused me of playing it. I wasn't then, but I am now. ❜

❛ You made me into a story, and now I am going to make a story out of someone else. ❜

❛ So I am going to sit here and feed you information and you're going to go charm royalty? That seems entirely backward. ❜

❛ I can be charming. I charmed you, didn't I? ❜

❛ Do not expect others to share my depraved tastes. ❜

❛ I heard they eat their lovers when they tire of them. ❜

❛ Take care. It would be very dull to have to sit here for an entire day just because you went and got yourself killed. ❜

❛ I have less to lose and more to gain throwing in with a plan that some might call treason. ❜

❛ I will help you so long as I am not the only one. ❜

❛ I caught a spy. Shall I snap its neck? ❜

❛ I almost didn't have the stomach to watch it. ❜

❛ This is where I live. This is where I grew up. Even if I hate it half the time, it's mine. ❜

❛ You want me to agree to something without even knowing what it is? ❜

❛ I believe I was promised gold. ❜

❛ What if I could promise you revenge? ❜

❛ So you really do have a scheme. ❜

❛ Murder is a cruel trade. ❜

❛ We don't need to be good, but let's try to be fair. ❜

❛ You're at your most bloodthirsty when you're furious. ❜

❛ Do you have something appropriate to wear? ❜

❛ Please don't tell me you're not coming. ❜

❛ You disappeared. I've been waiting and waiting for you, trying to act like things were fine. You made me worry. ❜

❛ I was afraid you were dead. ❜

❛ I'm not even a little bit dead. ❜

❛ I have to tell you something I know you're not going to like. ❜

❛ I'll stay here and make sure you have something to come back to. ❜

❛ Give me another solution. You really think this is what I want? ❜

❛ Make me a promise that this is going to save their life. ❜

❛ Make me a promise that it's not going to cost you your life. ❜

❛ You're a dirty liar and I hate it and I hate this. ❜

❛ I can't afford to be less than ruthlessly honest with myself. ❜

❛ Maybe I should be glad of how little it will matter. ❜

❛ I am going to have to trust that you will keep your part of the bargain. ❜

❛ I turned out to be useful after all. What a terrible surprise. ❜

❛ I am sure it took no small amount of persuasion to bring you here. ❜

❛ I will give you anything you ask for and more. ❜

❛ You tie very tight knots. ❜

❛ Must you be like this, even now? ❜

❛ Stay away from me tonight. For your own sake. ❜

❛ Don't go anywhere alone. ❜

❛ We're all going to have to pay our share. ❜

❛ I have often wondered if my past is the reason I am the way I am, if it has made me monstrous. ❜

❛ Will I make a monster out of you? ❜

❛ You could have had anything you wanted, but now you will be left with nothing. ❜

❛ Oh, yes, let me tell you my whole plan. You've goaded me right into it. ❜

❛ I am what you made me. ❜

❛ You have been more helpful than I would have guessed. ❜

❛ Continue and you will find yourself rewarded. ❜

❛ Have I told you how hideous you look tonight? ❜

❛ There's a bruise coming up on your jaw. ❜

❛ I think if I did not have another reason to cross you, I would do it for spite. ❜

❛ For the next full minute, I commmand you not to move. ❜

❛ I promised you would be free from all this. I lied. ❜

❛ No matter what I want, I know what's expected of me. ❜

❛ You gave me a gift tonight. One I plan to repay in kind. ❜

❛ It turns out I still don't know how to laugh. ❜

❛ I've got secrets, but that's not one of them. ❜

❛ For now, if you feel like you have to keep the deception going, I am hardly in a position to contradict you. ❜

❛ I have done the thing, and now I must live with what I have done. ❜

❛ I have lied and I have betrayed and I have triumphed. ❜

❛ If only there was someone to congratulate me. ❜

❛ Come back when returning feels like a hard choice instead of an easy one. ❜

❛ You made me your puppet. Very well, I will be your puppet. ❜

❛ I may be the useless shield you put in front of you, but don't expect me to start being useful. ❜

❛ I expected something else, a direct threat, perhaps. Somehow, this is worse. ❜

❛ This is what you wanted, isn't it? What you sacrificed everything for. Go on. It's all yours. ❜

❝ Pardon my intrusion, ❞ the intermingled voices are nothing but polite, their tones a symphony of concern. Palms raise in a show of deference; they mean no harm. They come in peace. ❝ It's just—I sensed your doubt, you see. I know it's probably hard to believe, since we're usually on opposing sides... but I'd like to help, if you'll let me. ❞

They're careful to maintain their distance; even in her mindspace, Chloé Bourgeois—Queen Bee—would never allow the comfort Chrysalis would offer their usual targets.

❝ It's painful that they still don't fully trust you, even after all this time. ❞ Rather than a question, they state it as fact; there is no need to wonder when they feel it, too. ❝ You try and try to prove yourself to them that you're different now, but you're still the last one they call, still the one being given lesser tasks. ❞

❝ I can give you the power to make them acknowledge you. Only if you say yes, of course. The choice is yours. ❞ They take a step forward now, cautiously placing a hand on the heroine's arm. Though their head tilts a little, their masked face remains ever passive. ❝ I only want to help. ❞

            𝐂𝐇𝐋𝐎𝐄  𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐘  𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐈𝐋𝐒;  because  she  has  been  down  this  road  before  (  again  and  again  and  again  )  and  she  knows  how  it  will  end.  She  doesn't  want  to  be  the  bad  guy  anymore,  alone  with  no  friends  or  support  system.  Chloé  had  been  trying,  she  had  been  making  an  effort.  Her  friends  (  could  she  even  call  them  that?  )  just  needed  more  time,  didn't  they?

            She  hates  that  she  doubts.  Hates  even  more  that,  in  some  small  way,  Chrysalis  isn't  wrong.  But  Chloé  is  so  scared  of  failing  again,  of  letting  everyone  down  —  how  could  she  possibly  trust  the  holder  of  the  Butterfly  Miraculous?

            ❝  Ugh,  you  don't  want  to  help  me,  ❞  Chloé  snips,  rearing  her  head  to  glare  at  the  emotionless  mask.  ❝  You  want  me  to  fail.  You  want  me  to  let  my  friends  down  and  prove  them  right  that  I  haven't  changed!  You  ——  ❞  You  want  me  to  be  alone.

            Her  temper  rises,  not  just  because  of  what  Chrysalis  says,  but  because  even  the  enemy  thinks  she  can't  change.  That  she'll  fall  right  back  into  her  old  ways.  Ridiculous!

            Well,  maybe  they  don't  really  know  Chloé  Bourgeois  at  all.

❝   ——Get  out.  GET  OUT!  I  don't  want  or  need  your  kind  of  help.  I'll  earn  their  trust  back  on  my  own!   ❞  She  shrugs  the  hand  away  from  her  arm,  turning  away  with  a  petulant  air  of  defiance.  ❝  And  take  your  tacky,  purple  smoke  with  you.  You're  a  fashion  disaster  worse  than  Hawkmoth.  ❞

𝙋𝙇𝘼𝙂𝙂, 𝘾𝙇𝘼𝙒𝙎 𝙊𝙐𝙏! It's a good thing cats are known for landing on their feet because I can already see myself falling for you. How do you feel about cat-tastic feline puns from a pretty rad super hero? You've come to the right place!

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sexy character concept to me: liars who lie & perform and when they are told to stop performing they start lying in a different way and you try to get to the bottom of the layers upon layers of half-truths to find The Truth and when you think you’ve finally gotten to it it’s a blank piece of paper that says 404 not found

𝙂𝙊𝘿 𝙍𝙀𝙎𝙏 𝙈𝙔 𝙎𝙊𝙐𝙇. 𝘐 𝘔𝘐𝘚𝘚 𝘞𝘏𝘖 𝘐 𝘜𝘚𝘌𝘋 𝘛𝘖 𝘉𝘌. 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘛𝘖𝘔𝘉 𝘞𝘖𝘕'𝘛 𝘊𝘓𝘖𝘚𝘌; 𝘚𝘛𝘈𝘐𝘕𝘌𝘋 𝘎𝘓𝘈𝘚𝘚 𝘞𝘐𝘕𝘋𝘖𝘞𝘚 𝘐𝘕 𝘔𝘠 𝘔𝘐𝘕𝘋. 𝙄 𝙍𝙀𝙂𝙍𝙀𝙏 𝙔𝙊𝙐 𝘼𝙇𝙇 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙏𝙄𝙈𝙀.  —  a fandomless original character. est. 2012. intended for 21+ only. written by fae. ©