Every Story Must Be Told
Vivere hodie, cras historiam.
I have walked this earth since long ago, taking every detail in, and documenting the lives of those whom are now long gone, and long forgotten. One thing is for sure, though; I do not forget them. They live on whether in ink and hardcover bindings, or within my own mind.

((This is an independant roleplaying blog for Ghost, an OC of mine. Any feedback you have for my characters / my RPing is greatly appreciated! Thanks, lovies! ♡ ))

X-Men AU: the-dread-pirate-bluetail



"Wouldn’t that be something?” A small, almost bitter chuckle came out of Ghost at the thought of such a thing. What a world that would be, with mutants and humans being able to function in unity. Sure, humans can sometimes be kind to their kind-  he had experienced before first hand, although only a few times- but more often than not, people just weren’t that… accepting.

The grey teen listened intently and idly turned the inky orb in a circle as they walked. “Yeah, those kids tend to be a bit… destructive. You’d be surprised how many super-urchins roam the shadows back in Queens. Most of them were either kicked out young or ran away, so they tend to use their powers- as underdeveloped as they are- to get food and money.” Ghost faintly recalled the few months he spent in the exact same situation, but he quickly dismissed them. 

He grinned right back to the blue man and flexed the hand that the ball hovered above. Quickly, he threw the ball to the ground; causing the orb to explode and release a large amount of a familiar violet aura, almost like a smoke bomb. The strange eos surrounded Ghost’s body, and allowed him to rise up into the air. He flew ahead of Kurt by a few feet, then turned to face him; visually excited to show off his powers in a friendly atmosphere.

"Pretty cool, huh?"

Kurt shrugged and smiled, undeterred. “I think it could happen.”

Ach, I am familiar with it.” He didn’t look to enthusiastic about what those poor people had to go through. A good many of them, though, had accepted the offer to come to Xavier’s, but others slipped through the cracks. The X-Men didn’t find every one of them, and therefore, couldn’t offer anything. “It is a sad thing, indeed.”

At Ghost’s demonstration, Kurt’s eyes widened and a grin spread across his face. “Wundervoll! That is incredible, mein Freund! I think, were I to have any ability besides my own, I would wish to fly. How fast can you go?”

Ghost shrugged, giving Kurt a simple “Unfortunate, but very real.” It was all too real to him. Not eating for days and sleeping on the cold concrete was unfortunately still fresh and prominent in his memory. Truth be told, though; his nomadic life outside of the city was no better than in.

"It is, isn’t it? Better than walkin’, that’s for sure." He chuckled. At this, he couldn’t help it but to grin right along with this new acquaintance. "I’m sure you’d like it. It’s just hard to get used to." Ghost tumbled and showed off a bit in place; the translucent violet aura still covering his body completely, but leaving a comet-like trail with each movement.

"That’s… kind of a good question." He paused in his amateur aerobatics, still bobbing up and down like a buoy at sea. "I mean, I’ve used it to fly off when I needed a quick get away, but I’ve never really tested my speed." Ghost’s face contorted into that of a baffled child as he sat (floated?) in thought. "I dunno, really."

posted 2 days ago on 7/22/2014 • 11 notes • via©


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posted 6 days ago on 7/19/2014 • 104 notes • via
Send a color and my muse will tell you the first thing it reminds them of.
posted 6 days ago on 7/19/2014 • 2366 notes • via©

(( I just fiddled with my theme some more. What do you guys think? ))



I Swear This Is An RP Blog: A Musical 

Featuring such hits as

  • Maybe I’ll RP Today and its reprise No Wait Nevermind
  • What Was The Plot of This RP Again?
  • Fuck My Partner Deleted Their Blog

And the ever classic

  • I’m a Lazy Bastard

Starring everyone’s favourite 

  •  Nobody’s replied and its reprise Fuck everyone’s replied
posted 1 week ago on 7/15/2014 • 12140 notes • via©

(( Hey, guys!

Just curious; would anyone like a starter/want to plot or something? ))



  • Do I Follow Them?
  • Why Did I Follow Them?
  • Do We Role Play?
  • Do I Want To Role Play With Them
  • An AU Idea For Our Muses
  • A Song For Our Muses
  • Do I Ship Our Muses?
  • What I Think About The Mun
  • Overall Opinion
  • Blog Rate: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10
posted 2 weeks ago on 7/5/2014 • 5934 notes • via©
Pretend you’re my muse’s parents and tell them what you think of their life choices
posted 2 weeks ago on 7/5/2014 • 3497 notes • via©
My muse agrees to be completely honest and spare no details for one of your muse’s curiosities, but only one. What does your muse try to find out from mine?
posted 3 weeks ago on 6/30/2014 • 11893 notes • via

*pokes head out from around the corner, smiling* Vati, I love you! *singsong voice*

*Grins, giving Luka one last little spoonful of pasta before looking over his shoulder to Bernard*

Aw, thanks, sweetheart! I love you too! I’d give you a hug or something, but I have to finish feeding my little pair of chunky butts here.

*Cackles softly as he wipes Luka’s face, the small child wiggling around at the touch*

Wanna lend a hand?

posted 3 weeks ago on 6/29/2014 • 0 notes


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Send me a △ and ask a really invasive question aimed at my character


They’ll have to:

  1. Rate on a scale of 1-10 how much they don’t want to answer that question.
  2. Answer that question.
posted 3 weeks ago on 6/29/2014 • 9553 notes • via©



mechanikalspielzeug said: -the doll just… Shies back and shakes his head. God but he can hear that.- …Never mind.





*Okay, now he’s a bit worried*

*About Gilbie, that is*


He fell and hurt his ankle, I’m not— I’m not very sure how long ago. But I know for certain that his physician told him to stop taking the medication after five days and it’s been a lot more than five days.

-he puts his hands over his face, hunching over a little-

I’m scared!

*At this, Ghost rose to his feet; tsking as he moves to pull the doll into a gentle, yet loving hug* 

Oh my dear, that’s not good at all… It’s understandable to be scared, really. If that was Anton pulling that stuff, you know I’d be in metaphorical tears..

Do you want me to talk to him? 

posted 1 month ago on 6/25/2014 • 7 notes • via©

au where muse a is royalty and muse b is a royal knight that has been hired to protect muse a. muse a and b fall in love but muse a has already been arranged to marry someone else from a fellow / neighbouring kingdom.

posted 1 month ago on 6/25/2014 • 1253 notes • via


mechanikalspielzeug said: -the doll just… Shies back and shakes his head. God but he can hear that.- …Never mind.





*Okay, now he’s a bit worried*

*About Gilbie, that is*

Honey, what is it?

It doesn’t matter.

I forgot you don’t like him.

-the boy looks almost… Bitter, which is a completely foreign expression to him-

He— he won’t wake up.

-Gilbert bites his lip, focusing down on his scuffed-up shoes-

Or, that is, he’ll wake up at odd hours and only be awake long enough to take more medicine.

I read the label, and it’s opium based, and he just… He doesn’t /eat/, he doesn’t talk, he just sleeps!

*He was about to let out an “Oh fuck”, but with the twins napping in the living room not too far away, he just settled for mumbling it quietly*

That’s not good at all, Gilbie… Why is he taking all of this medicine? Did he just start making up random reasons or did something bad happen?

posted 1 month ago on 6/24/2014 • 7 notes • via©