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MULTIFANDOM MULTIMUSE by EDEN (they/21+/UTC+2)

rules below cut.

#pinned #(ooc.) head empy.

ironduuude

#(wanderer.)#these are so good...#i love his animations and poses #(queue.)

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"Good. Now tell me how much y'missed me, sugar.~"

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— "Sure I missed you. But I won't miss a second time."

#lmao asdkjhsdkj #im still blaming u

— "I have no memory of this place."

#in the slow slow process of moving blogs..#but once again blaming delta for this #i need to bring back my other grumpy loser

ooc. .... i think i should remake

#(ooc.) head empy.#no particular reason i just. i feel like starting fresh and clean #or just deleting this blog #only keep aven's #ill sleep on it (if i manage to sleep)#(ahah im running on barely 2 hours of sleep and a single cup of coffee)#but starting fresh might be ok

"Are you okay?" Robin didn't want to scare the other, so she's gentle with a gloved hand very softly landing upon Furina's shoulder. The kindest smile upon Robin's lips as her little wings flutter. "... I heard you crying, I couldn't in good mind ignore it... Can I get anything for you?" She wants so badly to hug the other, without even knowing why she was upset she felt such strong empathy for her, but she restrains for the moment. Only wanting to offer any kind of support she can.

Robin @ Furina

— The sound of her voice was like the gentle ringing of bells; though Furina still jolts slightly at the touch. She turns around, her eyes swollen and her face soaked in tears. She sought shelter from curious eyes of onlookers in a tight alleyway behind a building, hoping that the sound of the busy street would drown out her sobs - unfortunately (or fortunately) for her, nothing escapes the ears of a well-trained singer.

And once she recognizes who it is, Furina yelps and springs up from her seat on an empty storage crate.

"M-Miss Robin!!" She hastily wipes her tears with her gloves - even if she knew it was too late. She noticed her. How embarrassing. "Ahah, no need to worry! I'm just..." No matter what kind of excuse she would have tried to come up with, it was all to obvious that she's been bawling her eyes out for quite a while now. "I'm fine." Her voice meek, he stares down at her ornate blue shoes for a moment.

But just as quickly as that moment came, Furina straightened herself, (and oh my stars, Robin was taller than her?) she cleared her throat, straightened the top hat on her head, and ran a finger through a light blue strand of hair. Somewhat presentable.

"It is such an honor to welcome you to our humble nation, dear Miss Robin~" She coos, unaware that her face was a bright tint of red, not unlike any other Robin superfan's... Furina takes a bow, extravagant, like many things about her.

"I'm truly sorry you had to see me in such a state. I did not think anyone would notice me. And please, can I get anything for you? After all, you're the guest here!~"

#luckyybreak #(ic furina.) let my name echo in song!#(answered.)#this got a lil long...#but god furina is such a disaster #she IS a big big robin fan and shes excited to have her perform at the opera #also this could go either before or after the whole prophecy #and for a hsr verse well. fontaine can just be a planet instead of just a nation #either way this short stack is ✨traumatized ✨and straight up not having a good time

indeliblepromise-a

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ❛ㅤThat's really BRAVE of you, sir ! Butㅤ—ㅤI don't think my superiors would be happy with me if I was rude to the guests ! I think I'd feel pretty bad too.ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ𝑳𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒚 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒕𝒉 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎, there was NO OTHER CHILD that would be more excited about stories than him. Listening to the guests' stories about travels to FANTASIC PLACES he had never, ever seen before was the best thing about his job as a Bellboy.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤEven better, it just so happened that his schedule break time should have been SOON. In fact, shouldn't it have been NOW ?

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤJust to double check, he would unhook his pocket watch from his side; glancing at the delicate hands and the way they pointed. His break time had arrived JUST IN TIME.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤI'd LOVE to hear your adventures, Mister Galaxy Ranger ! I'm on break now so I should have time for a few stories !ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤThe smile on his face was DEFINITELY more enthusiastic now compared to his usual ' customer service face '. Clearly, the Galaxy Ranger was already helping.

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— "Listen real close then, kiddo." He gives Misha a pat on the head and takes a seat nearby in the lounge. "I got a tale for ya that'll blow yer mind."

"There was this dangerous outlaw gang, by the name of The Bleeding Bulls. Most vicious bandits the planet has ever seen. I was just passin' by a quaint li'l town when they attacked." As he talks, Boothill slaps his hands on his knees. "These forkers never spared a single soul if they tried to stand in their way. Pew pew," he gestures with finger guns, "bullets were flyin', folks were runnin' for their lives, and guess what this old cowboy did?" He points at himself with a thumb, a proud toothy grin sitting on his face.

"I did what any other fearless son of a gun would do, and I challenged their leader to a duel."

#indeliblepromise #(ic boothill.) dust devil's sunset rodeo.#omg its been ages i apologize #take the cowboys words with a grain of salt not everything he says is true #the details are exaggerated and some things are left out...#but its all needed to make a story fun and exciting!#(queue.)

ooc. writing a reply from months ago is like digging through my little treasure chest full of trinkets. and then putting them on the shelf (the queue) like. 'here. is for u. its dusty but it is for u'

#(ooc.) head empy.#TBD.#i am way too in over my head with 3 blogs #i might move aventurine on here but we'll see #and i dont like apologizing for the lack of content #but mAN.#i am too much of a people pleaser!#anyway #its 3 am and my bones ache once more

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@badrcputation sent: "I hate when people ask me to explain my thought process. Like hell if I know." - Sampo / prompt

She wants to be angry with him but "It worked, so I think it's best we not question it." A few scrapes and bruises for the two of them, but over-all it was a successful enough mission. Kafka gently tugged at his fingers, encouraging him to follow her now

"We're behind schedule, there's more to do... Don't get careless on me again." Commanding in her tone this time. If they ventured too far from Elio's script? Things would get dire quickly. "How's that wound? Are you going to slow me down?" For all his faults, Sampo was sturdy in most cases. It was something that kept him highly valuable, but she worried about pushing it. Her tolerance for pain is famous and she'd do this on her own if need be.

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— "I'm a comedian, Kafka, I always go for whatever gets the laughs!" While he could have tried to be more careful and considerate, it was not at all his style. "We're in a comedy, not some sorta bleak tragedy! Relax a little."

He stops just a second to tap himself down - and then finally the pain sets in. "Oh... well that ain't very pretty." A hand touches the slash on his torso, he winces. Fingers pinch together, smearing the blood across his glove; as he lets out a small laugh, he realizes he just made it worse. Laughing about it might not be the best choice. "Hey, I've had worse! Way worse. It's just a little scratch that'll make the next fight more exciting, right?" Despite the pain, he smiles. "Where to next, boss?"

#scriptospark #(ic sampo.) infectious enthusiasm.#(verse.) the universe ends with a punchline.#tHE BLUE THING IS BACK!#kafka: >:( stick to the mission #sampo: yeah but what if i made things funny by doing improv

luckyybreak-deactivated20241017

@badrcputation for Jake

The crackle of that fire was so warm, so inviting, and yet Yui stumbles in with dread in her bones. "I'm not... Supposed to be here." She tries a cracked voice at anyone who might listen, she places a hand upon the nearest figure to her. Fingers curl around his arm and she looks to him for anything. Whatever the others weren't saying.

"I don't want to pick fucking flowers, what the Hell is going on?" Yui didn't know why no one wanted to talk, why no one was running. It didn't make sense. Her eyes strain against the fog in the distance, it was closing in slowly. "What happens when that black fog gets to us?" She catches his gaze, desperately this time. Didn't the rest of them care about getting out? Why were they here, waiting?

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— He's been here a long time... he's stopped counting the days. Not that there's much of a day-night cycle in a place like this. He places a dirty glove on the hand on his arm, giving her a light pat. He looks down at her with a sad smile, a slow sigh, and turns his face back towards the fire.

"Bad shit happens." He states simply, the smile melting off his face, "and some of us are selected to suffer for some higher being's entertainment." Maybe this was purgatory, or just hell itself. He didn't know, and at this point, he didn't want to. "I couldn't sugarcoat it if I tried." Jake picks up a dried branch and tosses it into the fire as the fog rolls in closer. "But... if we stick together, I'll show you how to make all this... um. Suck less."

#luckyybreak #(ic jake.) solitary survivalist.#the urge to make his tag 'sabo freak' was strong #he'll sabo save her dw <3