#plot musings

Realistically ry is probably firmly in the 'I'm not completely sure but this feels like it might be.' state but y'know. Granted she's also probably only just recently learning about all of it but. Just..don't think about it too hard.

Also I apologize how little I've been around lately. My joints have been.. problem children lately and it's causing some fun issues I've been trying to deal with. But that's another story for another day, happy Pride!

inspired by @helreginn​ @athaexnen​

Your muse prefers metal to people. She spends her days tucked away in her forge, safe from society and the anxiety it causes her, using her magical gift to craft unique weapons imbued with power.

Then your muse receives a commission from a powerful warlord, and the result is a sword capable of stealing its victims' secrets. A sword that can cut far deeper than the length of its blade. A sword with the strength to topple kingdoms. When your muse learns of the warlord’s intentions to use the weapon to enslave all the world under her rule, she takes her sister and flees.

Muse A had always been impulsive. But telling Paige how he feels? He's obsessed over that decision. And it's time. Tonight. At the party on the riverbank, under the old walking bridge, site of so many tales of love and death.

Muse B has had a crush on Muse A since they first met, but she knows her feelings are one-sided. She's trying to move on, to flirt. A party at the river is just what she needs. Except a fight breaks out, and when muse b tries to intervene―muse a’s fist lands in her face.

inspired by @tessastormrp​

An obstinate girl who will not be married. A soldier desperate to prove himself. A kingdom on the brink of war.

With a sharp tongue and an unruly temper, your is not what they’d call a lady―which is perfectly fine with her. Deemed unfit for marriage, she is apprenticed to a matchmaker and tasked with wrangling other young ladies to be married off for political alliances. She spies on the girls―and on the soldiers escorting them.

inspired by @viletongue​

Three best friends, a lake house, a secret trip - what could go wrong?

It was supposed to be the perfect prom weekend getaway. But it's clear something terrible happened when one girl wakes up alone and bloodied on a hiking trail with no memory of the past forty-eight hours.

inspired by @luriddaze​

In one week your muse will be dead. At least, that’s what she wants everyone to think. After years of research, your muse has decided to fake her own death. She’s figured out the how, the when, the where, and who will help her unsuspectingly.

The why is complex: revenge, partly. Her terrible parents deserve this. They have been married only a few months after her stepbrothers were born. Your muse is a mistreated and forgotten figure. But there’s also l’appel du vide, the call of the void, that beckons her toward a new life where she will be tied to no one, free and adrift. Then a step-cousin she barely knows, figures out what she’s plotting, and the plan seems like it’s ruined. Except the step cousin doesn’t want to rat her out. she wants in. The girls vault into the unknown, risking everything for a new and limitless life. But there are some things you can never run away from. What if the poison is not in the soil, but in the roots?

[spicy or not]