Gonna Break Hearts

Hey guys! I’m not dead, just tired, and I decided a bit ago to make a multimuse blog for a lot of my original characters. I’m already following some of you on there and I’ll be adding even more, but if you wanna know where I am check it out!

@blood-and-wisdom

You like Dishonored? You like Magic? You like Catholic Inquisition-esque Zealots that don’t worship anything but holy shit do they hate the Outsider?

I did a thing using official art and stuff for @aelirus / @volcalder

Prompt || Accepting

Send me a ♡ and I’ll bold what I want to see with our muses and italicize things I may be open to! (send “heart!” if the symbol is unavailable)

I want our muses to be: friends | ex-friends | rivals | rivals with sexual/romantic tension | enemies | enemies with sexual/romantic tension | lovers | ex-lovers | partners/coworkers | pen pals/internet friends | friends with benefits | soulmates

Our muses met: as children | as teenagers | as adults | just recently

(for romance) Our muses’ relationship is: still exciting and lively | stable | starting to feel awkward | in jeopardy | romantic, but the sexual attraction is fading | sexual, but the romantic attraction is fading | toxic and self-destructive | unrequited, with my muse pining after yours | unrequited, with your muse pining after mine | determined by fate

(for rivals) Our muses’ relationship is: awkward | fiery | friendly | petty | mostly for show | losing its spark | starting to develop into something more | one-sided, with my muse considering yours a rival | one-sided, with your muse considering mine a rival | determined by fate

(for enemies) Our muses’ relationship is: dangerous to themselves | dangerous to others | based on family matters | based on professional matters | based on lies/misunderstandings | unpredictable | passionate | nothing personal at first, but changes with time | determined by fate

Prompt || Accepting

     ▶ Red looked over at the blond man then down at her stomach; her tanktop having exposed her midriff. She touched the mark there; it was like a scar but paler, smoother even... like she had been partly processed when she had... Red traced it and found the mark went clean through her abdomen and out her back (as it should have, she had felt the Transistor pierce and crush and sever.) 

     Red began to type on her device before handing it to him.

                      ▸▸ It’s a long story. Short of it? Me. I happened.