[rp-ask-memes-deactivated2026012]

truth or dare time. send my muse truths or dares!

[magicksborn]

[becamenew]

namedinsincere:

do you honestly believe that i don’t have a PLAN B ? and after that a PLAN C, or a PLAN D ? and even after that… well, you know how the alphabet works. don’t you ?

[becamenew]

FABIAN & CLARINA !

gentle hands hover around the small plotted plant in the school hallway, not touching but rather guiding the bloom towards the light. what was moments before a wilted growth began to lift its leaves, suddenly looking as healthy as ever. fabian smiled, taking his hands from the plant, unaware that anyone had been watching.

— OPEN STARTER !

❛ now fabian, ❜ her tone is chastising as she approaches him, but the grin on her face betrays her serious tone. the blue fairy’s daughter was prone to using magic in any given situation, but this was a rarity. fabian was always a goody two shoes with magic and the ridiculous laws of the former king. ❛ what have we said about using magic willy nilly ? ❜

[becamenew]

"I think your lip is bleeding," He comments absently, reaching over and swiping his thumb across her lower lip before he smirks and cleans his thumb off with his mouth.

it’s the way he says it that makes her think nothing will come of the comment. don’t trust a man who is lean and hungry; he thinks too much. her father’s voice is clear in her ears. she remembers the words like he’s there with her in this moment, in the same way he’s said it every day of her life. nineteen years old and he puts fear in her heart like no other, even when he’s hundreds of miles away, at the top of some mountain, tormenting new souls. 

so when archer says your lip is bleeding, the blonde barely registers it until he puts his hand on her. she wants to react, the gut instinct is visceral. she wants to take his head off for the motion, regardless of how gentle or kind. she watches him, as he licks her blood from his thumb, and part of her things about how she’d look with his blood in her mouth. eyes flash, the craving strong but her will overpowers and the blonde resigns herself to the idea of a rare steak as she leans away. 

pulling herself from the dark thoughts, her middle finger drags across her lip. there’s blood there and a faint smile tugs at the corner of her lip for just a moment. part of her wants to know if she looks like DIVINE ABSOLUTION, as she licks the blood from her finger, not breaking eye contact with the brazen boy before her, but more of her wants to be recognized for the demon she is. 

the only human thing about her is the blood that drips from her lip. 

there’s no hesitation as the blonde says, ❛ next time you put your hands on me, be prepared to fight for your life. ❜

[becamenew]

i just called myself the “Conductor of the Sap Train™” and i think that should be my cue to go to bed.

[hadidea-blog]

[becamenew]

hadidea:

                               Obtuse, rubber goose, green moose, guave juice, Giant snake, birthday cake, large fries, chocolate shake ! turns out the floating crown ontop of my head isnt chocolate, its just really hard & pointy metal. IND & SELECTIVE. COSMO.

[becamenew]

CHERNABOG’S BRAND OF EVIL !

there are different kinds of evil in the world, so for the embodiment of evil to have his own particular brand seems like a stretch. while he may be all of evil incarnate, he has a preference for the kind of evil that is almost entirely rooted in the mind. he keeps it on brand. he’s not violent; he doesn’t like spilling blood ( he has minions for that ). he keeps his hands clean in the dirtiest way possible.  

isn’t it so satisfying ?, chernabog questions, eyes alight as the minds of those around him start to unravel. the setting is almost maddeningly normal as they spiral from the seeds of doubt he’s planted. it’s a devilish kind of laugh, one that sends a wave of fear through his daughter’s heart because his words may not always be directed at her, but by god does she know that sound. some soul found their way to the brink of insanity. 

he manipulates for fun, plays the long game to achieve his means. who needs a short victory when the war is long and yet to come. his use of force is through others, those minions he has number in the hundreds of thousands. they are at his disposal, to throw them around as he sees fit. why wouldn’t he torment the innocent and villains alike ? 

after all, wouldn’t you say he was thrown on the isle for his indiscriminate brand of evil ? he reaches mass amounts of people with his words, and more quickly than his actions ever could. he doesn’t physically have to be in your home to drive you to insanity, you just need to hear his words. you just need to hear the words of a man who wears down his own daughter without realizing it. you just need to hear the words of a man who has fun seeing the effect he has on people. 

he’ll go to war with your mind before he ever goes to war with your body.

[becamenew]

i love my friends.

i love my friends.

[becamenew]

LUC & ALEXANDRIE !

 ❛      you  know ,   if  you  want  to  kiss  the  birthday  boy   …   now  is  your  chance .    he  wouldn’t  be  opposed !     ❜

╰    ›    ⋅  birthday  open  !

the princess’ brows raise as she looks up at the other. the grin across his face a staple, one that she knows well and responds to with ease. his smiles, always so sincere, have a special place in the heart of a girl who grew up feigning them. it was harder to be sincere, for her, for reasons that were still beyond a princess who dreamt of being queen. luc’s invitation makes the smaller laugh, standing on a chair to press a sweet kiss to his lips. her hand gently finds his face as she pulls away for a moment. ❛ joyeux anniversaire, doudou. ❜

[roleplaymmemes]

Send me “talk about us” and my muse will tell your muse...

[becamenew]

roleplaymmemes:

What they define their relationship with your muse as:

Something they like about your muse:

Something they dislike about your muse:

Their first impression of your muse:

Their impression of your muse now:

How they feel about your muse:

Something they are hiding from your muse:

Something they wish they could to tell your muse:

[frommemetoyou]

Send me "Kiss me, quick!"

[becamenew]

puxella:

I’ll generate a number from 1-25 to see where my muse will have to kiss yours:

Lips

Palms

Back of the hand

Cheeks

Inner elbow

Forehead

Nose

Eyelids

Thighs

Jaw

Knees

Old scars

Behind the ear

Nape of the neck

Any bruises

Collar bone

Shoulders

Wrists

A wound

Chest

Stomach

Hips

Every birthmark

Spine

Fingertips

[meme-archive]

send me a ❖ + a question and my muse will be forced to tell the truth.

[becamenew]

inheritedfates:

[memestockpile]

send one for a kind gesture;

[becamenew]

rpmemesstash:

♖ comforting after a nightmare ♘ kiss on the forehead ♣ wiping away tears ♝ holding hands ♡ hugging ♦ picking up your character ♤ bathing your character ♠ my muse taking care of your muse when their sick ♛ shoulder rubs ☮ stroking/ruffling hair ▽ patting/rubbing their back ☽ dressing your character ☺ my muse helping your muse fall asleep ❮ my muse comforting your muse as they grieve ♋  my muse fixing your muse something to eat ✍ my muse  teaching your muse ∞ my muse reading to your muse  ♒ my muse giving yours a message

[abravelittlehobbit]

; send me ❛ brush ❜ for my character's reaction to your character running their fingers through my character's hair.

[becamenew]

askthemagebrawler:

bonus if you add description!

[asksmauglock-blog-blog]

7 MINUTES IN HEAVEN! DON'T READ BELOW THE CUT!! My muse has drawn your number! Send me "closet" and I'll generate a number to see what our muses do while stuck in the closet for 7 minutes.

Keep reading

[becamenew]

derangcdarchive:

Send me  “HC”  + a word and I’ll write a headcanon about it.

[raudaz-blog1]

                             ––––   MAKE   IT   RED    !   !