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IF I HAD TO CHOOSE between having all the stars in the sky or all the grains of sand, I would choose SAND. Every time. Stars are FAR too high for me to reach, but I can always relax on the warm sand under a dark sky and be able to equally appreciate both at the SAME TIME. 

semi-selective private multi-muse blog with perma - semi hiatus due to work “main“ verses include RWBY, Genshin, RDO, misc anime/games, fandomless/original lore

               summoned   by  Tae (  32,  she /her,  they/them  )   #CHRONUSBLED                       (  discord and genshin uid available to mutuals upon request  )

❰   — ✿   ;     𝐔𝐍𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍  /  𝐌𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐄.   ❱ ❰   can be turned to threads   |   always accepting.   ❱ ❰   ✿   @chronusbled​.   ✿   ❱                             Cassie, completely seriously and lovingly, with a plate full of apple bunnies while Arte is writing, “ Would the lady like her appy slices? ”

𝐖ell aware of her little quirks habits,   there was some embarrassment tied with how she tended to eat fruits  ————   apples had to be sliced,   mangos needed to be peeled and cut or eaten with gloves,   and strawberries needed to have sugar sprinkled upon them.     A slight pout came upon her features,   the tone was serious but there wasn’t a doubt within the wrtier’s mind that Cassie was teasing her.

            Artemis spun around upon her computer chair,  looking up at the witch and,  with an equally serious expression  ;

            ❛❛ Yes.   The lady would like her appy slices. ❜❜     Perhaps she was being teased but,   the love and attention taken into producing little bunnies was not ignored.

            With Cassie there’s almost always a little hint of teasing, but thankfully more often than not it was intended is the sweetest of ways. Especially when it came to someone’s food quirks. She’d never truly be malicious regarding food since feeding others was her main love language. ( Well --- except for her ex, who someone had a fondness for the oddest combinations. who on earth would ever think of putting ketchup on chocolate cake of all things ?! ) However, sugar on strawberries or bringing Artemis her snacks sliced was hardly any sort of inconvenience, and it gave the witch an excuse to sometimes make cute things like little apple rabbits for a treat or to cut vegetables up into stars or hearts for Artemis. Something so silly and simply that brought a pleasantly domestic feeling to Cassie. 

6. Name 3 things you love most about your muse/muses.

Gonna keep this general since this is a multimuse after all lol. But I love the rush of creativity that comes to me whenever I sit down and either rework details of current muses or set about making a new one, there’s just something about learning who they are as a person and what makes them tick that I absolutely love. On that train of thought I love that since coming back to Tumblr I’ve been thinking a lot about my Original OCs-- Like, the ones I wrote preTumblr and PreGaiaOnline. The very first ones I made with my friends in middle school that we filled dozens of notebooks hand writing our roleplays in during and between classes. OCs that we’d stay up all hours of the night during sleepovers talking and plotting about, even ‘acting’ out scenarios while we laid in bed and fought off sleep as long as we could.  And that leads into the third where I love seeing all the different ways I get to see my muses adjust and adapt while talking and plotting with others about how to interact with their muses. I’ll use Liv as an example here because she was my first Tumblr muse and is probably the closest to a “main” muse here because of that. She’s got so many unofficial verses that I’ve written over the years for her, some of which I could have never come up with on my own if it weren’t for wanting to write with certain muses by other people. Hell, she’s got a half dozen villain verses and she’s such a good noodle otherwise! But I adore them all, even if they’re so verse specific lol

20. Do you need music/noise to write or do you prefer silence?

            Truer  words  have  never  been  spoken;  Aerith  thought  it  was  easier  said  than  done,  but  before  she  could  take  a  moment  for  herself,  there  came  a  handful  of  requests  around  the  community  which  needed  getting  done.  While  her  friends  and  neighbors  were  always  a  source  of  excitement  and  joy,  it  began  to  dawn  on  her  that  this  contentedness.  .  .  was  only  a  facade  to  assuage  their  worries  and  to  delay  a  long,  drawn-out  conversation  about  what  was  really  going  on  with  Aerith.    ❝  Now,  where  were  you  last  week,  when  I  needed  to  hear  this?  ❞  Poking  some  fun  at  herself  for  admitting  she  worked  until  her  legs  could  no  longer  afford  to  keep  her  standing,  the  florist  looked    Liv  over  in  curiosity.  ❝  Can  I  ask  if  you  have  experience  ?  Because  you  sure  sound  like  it–could  use  the  help.  ❞

               Seeing her advice ring true brought a smile to the blonde’s face as she gave a soft, shy laugh in response to the woman’s playful question, “ I guess the universe didn’t think you needed the lesson yet, maybe. But, here I am now! “