Welcome to the Rift, where things (or people) tend to fall through the slips of reality~ (A multimuse blog by Maf, filled with all my favorite ocs & characters regardless of where they come from because I'm tired of switching blogs all the time-)
Hi, my name’s Maf! I'm a 30+ year old tomboy who is still somehow kicking in the roleplay scene, so welcome to my new multimuse blog where I've jammed literally all my muses spread across four blogs into one because of my inability to keep up with four blogs!
This blog has muses that comes from: [original ocs + lore], [dbz], [ffxiv], [persona 5], [hazbin hotel/helluva boss], [animorphs], [warriors (warrior cats)], [wings of fire], [mlp:fim], [the new adventures of kimba the white lion (1989)], [ginga nagareboshi gin], [the legend of spyro], [soul nomad & the world eaters], [m*a*s*h], [tales of symphonia], [monster hunter international], [ff7], [detective conan], & [the cat who book series].
... At least until I decide to add more muses later.
AND I'm also doing verses, so expect [tadc] (unless I adopt one of those characters too-), [warriors], [hazbin hotel] & possibly others to be found here too!
I'm entirely crossover friendly, semi-selective, semi-mutual & multiship, & of course friendly to duplicate muses, ocs & muses that I might have no clue in knowing! And if you can't tell, I'm still in the process of making this blog fully functional, so excuse the mess!
Links
Taglist
Muse List
Muse List (Google Doc)
PillowFort account (same name!)
Interaction Call (via tag)
Memes (via tag)
You might know me from these soon-to-be-achieved blogs (please don't follow, as I'll soon be inactive on these blogs!):
@starxxtravelers
@innumerablemuses
@candlexxofxxlife
@mysticsxnxtyrants
↓Rules below↓
The most obvious rule; no godmoding. I can accept directing my muse’s eyes or taking a hand into your muse’s hand - just do not attempt to take control of my muse without expressed permission. Same goes for not auto-killing or auto-damaging my muse without me making a response. It’s not fun having someone else decide what happens to my muse!
For reference, I DO trim my posts of any & all roleplays that's ongoing with me - the only times I might not is if I replied via mobile, though I will often trim them when I get home to log in on my computer! I use the XKit Rewritten extension on Chrome, if you're curious of how I do it (though I believe it's also available on Firefox too!)
Try to be literate, though honestly, I only ask that you don't use **'s! And my native language is English. If you can do more than one language, I bow before you!
Despite my best efforts, I AM a very shy person when it comes to ooc interactions, especially with the new cool people (I'm pointing at you, you just can't see it). All I ask is that you’re patient! If we click, I may never shut up at times!
I won't participate in hate or the likes. If I see this happening in regard to real life people, I'll just straight hardblock. Same for anyone who throws hate at me, whether it's because I am involved in a fandom they despise or whatnot - just block!
Of course, if it's just a muse being mean to another muse, that's just character interactions! Please remember that villains are villains for a reason!
DO NOT FORCE A SHIP ONTO ME; if I feel that there’s chemistry between mine & yours, then I will be on board. You can also discuss ship potentials with me. But if you start pushing a ship onto me even when I said to stop, I will block you. This has happened to me; I will not deal with this again.
I’m comfortable with lewd & any done will be put under Read More, but I will not participate if the other muse is underage as well as if the other writer is not at least 21+ - DO NOT LIE ABOUT YOUR AGE. Smut/lewd is not even in the top five things I want to roleplay, so I won’t really ask for it anyway other than perhaps on the Sunday shenanigans (or if a muse is really being hyper about it).
DO NOT PRESSURE ME TO RESPOND TO THREADS OR ASKS; my creativity & writing are always changing, cuz life is hard as an adult. Pressuring me to reply to your thread(s) will only deter my motivation further & will make me want to drop it or even outright block you - I’ve had HORRIBLE experiences of certain people outright being emotionally hostile to me & making me reply to only their threads if I must reply at all. I don’t want a repeat of this experience. Don’t be like them, that’s all I ask.
A nudge is acceptable; just ask me if I have any want to continue our thread or if we should try a different thread. Just don’t do this every day or something.
You do NOT have to be mutual to have a thread with me. But with actual sexual NSFW content, only the MUTUALS that I’m comfortable with will have this with me. Otherwise these goes to a black screen.
REBLOG MEMES FROM THEIR SOURCES. I actively go out of my way to find memes & reblog them from blogs that are used expressly for this purpose. I generally try to put the link of the meme directly in any ask. Please & thank you. <3
I do sometimes write dark themed material, whether talking about something in canon of the muses or roleplaying it out. However, I will use very simple tags (ie: suicide, gore, torture) SO THAT IT’S EASY TO BLACKLIST. No fancy tags for things like this! And I will also put them under a read more if I feel that it’s explicit enough. Please understand that some muses are still villains or have had terrible experiences done to them, & I shouldn’t have to sugarcoat them.
On that same token however, I don’t ALWAYS know when I should use a tag - there are certain things that I’m not aware of being an issue for another person, as I’ve been desensitized to a degree, though I won’t go into details as to how or why. I just ask that you respectfully let me know, please! I'll do my best to tag what needs to be tagged!
FOR ANYONE AVOIDING A SPECIFIC FANDOM, I'm going to do my best to tag whatever muse I'm using with their fandom! So for example if I'm using Discord from My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, I'll be using mlp:fim & mlp in the tags. So on & so forth! I'll try to use the common tags!
I only have one thing I'm squeamish about - I'm tokophobic (fear of pregnancy). Unfortunately it makes me very uncomfortable, so I just ask that people don't try to bring this into our threads! My blocklists involves pregnant & pregnancy, so you don't need to worry about tagging your own threads with other people if those words are involved in your threads, I'm good! IF (super big if) our muses were to involve a coming kid, I'll just ask that there's no detailed descriptions or anything of the sort! I'm trying to at least soften this phobia - it'll suck if I still have it full-out if me & my hubby do someday get one, lmfao!
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(At some point I was inspired by Lindsey Stirling's "Underground" song back in 2018, & I was making this at some point. This was also when I was still on depo provera, so it's currently left as a wip.
For context that I can remember; Rosa is leaning against a dead tree with ashes falling, having been too late to stop Aridem for this scene. Thorn is trapped underground somewhere, clawing at the solid stones & earth that surrounds her. Hikaru is playing her violin before a gravesite, I THINK maybe her original parents? And Zikom bowing to Aridem, the chains not really there but they're there as a metaphorical representation of how Aridem held the chains to a creature like Zikom, despite being immensely powerful.)
⸺Alastor was quite happily tuning out the usual, pointless drivel going on outside his little bubble, enjoying himself a small glass of rye while he played tunes. Honestly, he couldn't understand the appeal that the others did for this particular day.
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Their outstretched horns click as Ronnie's gaze meets the other being's. Out of curiosity, the golden Angel had poked her head out first through the mysterious rift. Her host was met with a candid fisheye view of her muzzle, before Ronnie tore herself away, startled by the contact of her horn.
Following her head, the rest of Ronnie's body crossed through the rift, golden hooves, central eye and all. The silver-violet Angel, at least Ronnie thinks she is an Angel, could get a better look of how similar the two of them were... to some degree.
Her confusion slowly melts into a fond smile at the stranger's comment, "Not many people can prepare themselves for a visit from someone like us." With a confident nod, Ronnie confides in the stranger, "I get the odd feeling that you can relate to my statement." The mare curtsies to her more humanoid host and greets her, "Please excuse the intrusion. If you could please call me Ronnie." When the guest rises, she asks, "And may I ask for your name?"
⸺The horns clinking had also startled Rosalia, though it was more about the very brief flare of panic that had her draw back, one in which had been born of past experience of the unfortunate painful sort. However, by the time the newcomer had recovered & had fully crossed through, the panic had been thoroughly subdued, for she realized it were an accident. So she at least appeared more calm, almost serene.
⸺It was strange to see someone whom held such familiarity that reminded her of her own true form, one in which she rarely used these days. Even being golden was almost a novelty to the visitor. Or should she say, fellow visitor?
⸺❝I most certainly could relate indeed.❞ After all, it took her having to hide what made her unusual to others before she'd meet them willingly. After the other asked of her name, the more humanoid one would give a slight dip of her head, her good wing unfurling just slightly in the gesture though the other remained firmly pressed to her back. ❝I go by the name of Rosalia, Miss Ronnie.❞ Formality was her way, even in addressing others (at least those that are new or only acquaintances). Should she learn there's an official title, she'd use that instead, but for now, Ronnie will likely only hear 'Miss Ronnie'. ❝And there is no intrusion, as this is not my home. I am just as new here as you are.❞
(At some point I was inspired by Lindsey Stirling's "Underground" song back in 2018, & I was making this at some point. This was also when I was still on depo provera, so it's currently left as a wip.
For context that I can remember; Rosa is leaning against a dead tree with ashes falling, having been too late to stop Aridem for this scene. Thorn is trapped underground somewhere, clawing at the solid stones & earth that surrounds her. Hikaru is playing her violin before a gravesite, I THINK maybe her original parents? And Zikom bowing to Aridem, the chains not really there but they're there as a metaphorical representation of how Aridem held the chains to a creature like Zikom, despite being immensely powerful.)
"That would be for the best," Ramon nodded. "Often, demons seeking to bind souls will prey upon the recently departed, younger Sinners and those who trust easily."
"They will come to you as a friend, appearing sympathetic and altruistic. They will offer you their hospitality, swearing that they will keep you safe---all with a wide smile on their faces. Insidious fiends, they are..."
⸺❝Demons would not the first to approach with smiles & fake friendliness or offers,❞ Rosalia remarked with a faint, rueful smile. She's had her experiences, even if it weren't in Hell. It was, after all, not limited by what one was. Intention was ultimately what mattered, & she had learned her lessons as best she could. ❝But I have those I know I can rely on, at least.❞
⸺She'd give a slight incline of her head, her good wing spreading a bit in the gesture. ❝You have been good as to warn me, & thus I thank you.❞
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"Yes, it can be a pain, though I've become adjusted over the years," Vox said carefully. What he really meant was he'd become accustomed to it. He hadn't fixed the problem so much as he had become used to it being there, riding a careful balance between movement and rest. Sometimes he suceeded, other times he painfully failed. His feet new the whole story. "Anyways, soon it will be my problem again and not Rosa's, that's what matters."
"Hell is a bitch like that," Velvette agreed, nodding along to what Thornara had said. Being a doll had some benefits, but most of the time, it just meant oiling her joints and buffing her form to keep things in tip top shape. "True. Once they're back in their normal bodies, you can get Rosa home and I can get Vox to relax. You can visit anytime though, of course! And I look forward to working with you, Rosa." She offered Rosa a wink. She had no reason to dislike the others so, she didn't mind them coming back again.
Vox smiled at Rosa, giving her hand a gentle squeeze. "Indeed. Let's just hope it is the only adventure we have in a very long time." Velvette spoke the words of the spell, their bodies glowing, and then said quickly, "Now look into each other's eyes!" Looking into Rosa's borrowed eyes, Vox finally finds himself back in his own body, looking down at himself as if to check that everything was there and moving carefully. Velvette let out a breath of relief at Vox acting like Vox again.
⸺Thornara had given Vox a long stare as though she caught what he really meant in regard to 'adjusted', but whatever, it wasn't her responsibility. It was his, & Velvette was probably making sure to take that responsibility however she could. ❝Fair enough,❞ was all she said with a shrug, mildly amused, though it only grew as she snorted at Velvette's agreement in regard to Hell being a bitch. ❝'Home' is a strong word, but yeah, we'll get her back to our camp & maybe she'll let herself take a nap.❞ Dystrial simply nodded in agreement.
⸺❝Ha,❞ Rosalia muttered, deadpanned. But she smiled at Velvette's assurance that they could come back, & that she was looking forward to working with her. ❝As am I, Miss Velvette.❞ Because she actually liked the woman, she thought that she might really be able to get to know her at least on some level. Chuckling at Vox's returned comment, she nodded in agreement. ❝Personally I would like an small adventure later on, just perhaps not while having to learn how to pilot someone else's body,❞ she said in response.
⸺At the command to look into each other's eyes, Rosalia complied without asking questions - & with a blink, she'd find herself looking up again rather than down at Vox, at the flatscreen face that wasn't meant to be hers. The relief was palpable as she was doing the same, looking at her own hands again, stretching out her wings, even the ruined one though she hated making it that obvious, then as an afterthought was making sure that the golden threads at the end of it was still in place. ❝Oh thank the stars,❞ she said weakly, glad to be back in her own body. For once, she even welcomed her ruined wing back. ❝Thank you, Miss Velvette.❞
(Taiko blushes purple because Namekian blood is purple, so it's cuter to me to retain that even when the show decided later down the road that they didn't want to bother changing colors between races when it comes to the blush & blood.)
[to Crea] "Miss!" Aiming a gun. "Behind you!" He is aiming for a mugger who was sneaking up, mistaking Crea for someone who couldn't defend herself obviously, but Moxxie does the favor of shooting at the sinner's foot to scare them away. Like most muggers, they turn out not to be brave and scurry off. "Sorry!" he called out to her. "I didn't know if you saw them or not," he smiled nervously.
@moxxietude sent:
[to Crea] "Miss!" Aiming a gun. "Behind you!" He is aiming for a mugger who was sneaking up, mistaking Crea for someone who couldn't defend herself obviously, but Moxxie does the favor of shooting at the sinner's foot to scare them away. Like most muggers, they turn out not to be brave and scurry off. "Sorry!" he called out to her. "I didn't know if you saw them or not," he smiled nervously.
⸺Indeed, she didn't really realize that the person behind her was actually sneaking up - while she knew that they were there, she didn't even think about the possibility of them being nefarious. Her head wings fluttered in alarm at the LOUD NOISE that emitted from the shiny thing the other was holding, making her ears ring, but turning to see that the would-be mugger was now scurrying away after the ground at his feet had a new hole, she was bemused.
⸺Oh dear... maybe she shouldn't have wandered on her own after all. Thornara & Zikom were going to be extra miffed with her if they knew she was nearly mugged, even if it would have ultimately been a minor thing... maybe. Though the mugger was lucky to have had the intervention - the said two would have probably hunted him down.
⸺❝I didn't realize he was about to do anything,❞ she said after that moment of realization hit her that the other had saved her from a rather unpleasant experience. Turning back, she's smiling brightly, hands clasped. ❝Thank you, Ser!❞ Even if it might not have been immediately certain that she had a connection with Rosalia, the fact that she also used 'Ser' would solidify the notion.
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"I suspected as much. Which makes me think it had to be an outsider force, and not a malicious one. Nothing that's been done has come off as overly malicious to me. If someone wanted to target either of you in the state you're in, they would have tried something by now." She looked to them. "You weren't attacked on the way here, right? At least not by anyone other than your average street urchin being an idiot, I mean." She wanted to make sure she knew the full story, especially if Vox was in danger.
"No, they didn't," Vox answered easily. And thank goodness for that. He wouldn't be able to use Rosa's abilities, even if he tried.
"Exactly, there in lies the problem," Velvette informed Thornara with the crease of her brow. "The body wants to constantly keep moving, but it is also desperate for still rest. It is both shark and human with all the detriments that come with that. He can sleep like a shark, though this place, and just society in general, isn't exactly built for that." She further explained. "If you're a powerful sinner, you likely have one thing you suck at to balance the scales that comes in the form of having a human soul without a human body. For instance, yes, my soul may be human, but my body is that of a literal doll, so I have to be careful with my joints. Meanwhile, Valentino has shitty vision, at least by human standards, because of his moth eyes."
Vox nodded along to what she had said. He knew it sounded weird to outsiders, but his body was a contradiction that was difficult to please, drinking the potion he was given without hesitation. "I can achieve enough sleep the way my body wants to, but it is a challenge, and I still do need to give my body stillness from time to time, as much as I dislike it." He gestured to his head, which Rosa had at the moment. "Besides, I do have gills that work on air instead of water. I have fans in the ones in my head so I don't have to constantly keep moving to technically be able to breath, but the ones on my body are...complicated."
Velvette summoned her spell book, recalling that idea she had. If she turned Vox into a literal shark at night, would he have better luck sleeping? It was something she'd have to revisit later. She scrolled through the pages to work through the spell, humming along to Dystrial. "Exactly! And besides, your friend is going to need energy to go back with you once the switch is made."
"Good. Drink that and I'll begin the spell. Hold hands please," Velvette said once she'd figured it out. Vox offered Rosa his, technically her own, hands.
⸺❝A rather unfortunate contradiction to find a balance between the two,❞ Dystrial said thoughtfully with none of his earlier playful banter, watching as Rosalia, who had seen Vox drink his potion without hesitation, followed suit more carefully, unfamiliar with her current form of being. ❝Constant need of movement along with the need of stillness.❞ It was certainly a new puzzle to figure out, though he suspected that Velvette had been making progress on her own.
⸺Thornara was trying to wrap her head around that kind of issue, though given the fact that she wasn't a super patient person when it was outside of hunting, she'd just sigh irritably. It probably doesn't help that the hunger curse was starting to really get bad; she's trying to wait until at least the spell was attempted before she had to leave. ❝Guess that's the nature of Hell at work,❞ she'd say with a frown, privately thinking that her creator would have loved that kind of aspect if she had thought of it. Not that Bendri needed more ways to inflict misery. ❝Regardless, let's just hope this works out & at least they'd go back to their own normal issues. Rosa is enough of a pain when it comes to sleeping.❞
⸺At the prompt to hold hands, Rosalia reached as well to take, well, her own hand into her borrowed one. ❝This had thus far been an... interesting experience,❞ she said with an attempt to make light of the matter at hand. Hopefully though, it will be a very short experience & they could go back to normal, learning of each other the old fashioned way that she suspected they both preferred. She certainly believed that Velvette was confident with her magic, but she couldn't help but not get her hopes up too high.
