Hello and welcome! My name is Shanelle, and this is an Independent and private role play and ask blog for Mydei! From Hoyo's Star Rail! Mun has been writing on Tumblr for a while now. So I'm sorry if my rules seem a bit strict.
Mun is 30+, as is my muse. She/Her!
Rules are under the cut!
First things first-no God mod, info mod, power play, meta gaming, all that stuff. That's a no go here at all. Please ask me before you do something involving controlling my character, and I'll do the same for you of course.
Let's not rush for replies. I am rather busy irl, with many activities. Small gentle reminders are fine, but don't be a hard ass and rush.
Let's keep drama to ourselves and be mature people, yeah? No call outs and all that shit here. I prefer to resolve things in person. Unless it's something major that needs to be made public you won't see call outs here.
This blog is private, and that means I only write with my mutuals. No ifs, ands, or buts about it. If we follow each other, then we are mutuals and can interact. Or, if you're a RP side blog and your main blog follows me, and I follow your RP side blog, then that counts as mutuals. Sorry but it's just for my comfort and ease, given I do read my partner's replies and all.
I shouldn't have to say this but given this day and age I'm gonna say it: fiction =/= reality. What I write does not mean I condone it. What my muse thinks of you does not equal what I think of you. Enough said.
Triggering content will be present on this blog. Hoyo's not shy of writing things like death and war and all that, so you can expect that-especially with this character. NSFW content will be here, but I will tag it and read more it.
OCs, SIs, etc are all welcomed here! I don't mind it at all! In fact, it's encouraged!
Please tag irl pictures of spiders, gore, horror, body horror, and vore.
I should note: My Mydeimos is in a poly relationship with Aisuru's Heirs. So you may see / hear mention of them and such. These are relationships we've built for a long time now.
Last but not least, reblog from the source please and thank you.
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐀𝐒𝐍'𝐓 𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐈𝐌, 𝐍𝐎𝐑 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐈𝐌-𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐈𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐘. There's a gentle smile on his features. The thing most people never knew, was that Mydeimos always had a know, when it came to those he was meant to be with. He could take one look-and he'd know if they were going to be his spouse, or if he…well. Wasn't meant to be with them. Phainon…was a case of the former. He knew they had potential. So…here he was, making his move now, finally, after months and months of waiting.
❝ I'm glad you won't fight me on this, Phainon. ❞ He murmurs, moving closer to the white haired male--a hand grabbing him by the arm and carefully pulling him close to him. Golds are soft, half lidded--but there's no nervousness or hesitation; He leans in, his lips claiming his with a certain certainty to them. Yet, still gentle and endearing to the other male.
A sigh leaves his mouth as the question is thrown at him.
❝ Yes, I do cook. I can cook to kill or to make a normal damn meal. What? Do I look like the type to not know how? Or that I'd burn down the kitchen? ❞
He sits up a little, amusement now playing on his lips. He could be awful… Tease about things he could do in the kitchen, but it didn't feel worth it. If anything, it'd probably spark some weird ass competitive move from the large ass feline.
❝ If you're wanting me to pitch in, then just ask. ❞
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐒 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄, 𝐂𝐇𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀 𝐁𝐈𝐓 𝐀𝐓 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐈𝐌. Truth be told--the Lion hadn't judged if he could or couldn't cook…not yet. He had met people who looked like they'd be a five star chef--and would burn the kitchen. On that same note, he's met those who looked like they'd burn the world--and actually were a Michelin chef. So, he learned long ago not to judge. That said…
He trusted almost no one.
❝ I wasn't judging. More of just asking. ❞ He answers honestly, deciding to make a salmon based dish--he reaching to grab the fish out. Did he have him pitch in? Hm. Sure, he could help.
❝ Well, since you offered. De-skin and de-bone the salmon. ❞
Tch. He didn't understand how the other went from being such a fiend in sparring to now having an apron around his waist in the kitchen. At least it wasn't JUST an apron – Even if the damn blond was currently TOPLESS aside from the apron for whatever fucking reason.
𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐆𝐀𝐙𝐄 𝐔𝐏𝐎𝐍 𝐇𝐈𝐌 𝐀𝐒 𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐎𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐊𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐍--𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐆𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐀 𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐍. If anything, he continued to work on what he was, he shaking his head as he grabs the ingredients needed for the lunch he was making. Hm, what should he make…that is the question he was asking himself, in this moment. Would the other help….actually, should he trust him in the kitchen?
@vermilliondreamer || Unprompted except by Itsuki's running ass-
Well. He certainly hadn't seen that coming--but he wasn't complaining, either. His arms go around the redhead male, he holding him close to his form and resting his chin up on his shoulder.
Yes, he is somewhat of a health nut. Only somewhat. He's not hyper crazy about it. But he does like make shakes and what have you. He does of course go to the gym / train. And it's something he just thoroughly enjoys.
❪ ⋅ 🔅 ⋆ — the heir of strife┊❛ main ❜ ❫
❪ ⋅ 🔅 ⋆ — the world to be determined┊❛ unknown ❜ ❫
❪ ⋅ 🔅 ⋆ — a world hidden from mortals┊❛ modern magic ❜ ❫
❪ ⋅ 🔅 ⋆ — the heir of strife┊❛ genshin ❜ ❫
❪ ⋅ 🔅 ⋆ — the heir of strife┊❛ wuthering ❜ ❫
❪ ⋅ 🔅 ⋆ — the heir of strife┊❛ zzz ❜ ❫
❪ ⋅ 🔅 ⋆ — he watches from the side ┊❛ dash comm ❜ ❫
❪ ⋅ 🔅 ⋆ — hear him speak┊❛ in chara ❜ ❫
❪ ⋅ 🔅 ⋆ — letters for the crown prince┊❛ inbox ❜ ❫
❪ ⋅ 🔅 ⋆ — a list of sparring targets┊❛ memes ❜ ❫
❪ ⋅ 🔅 ⋆ — begin the journey anew┊❛ threads ❜ ❫
❪ ⋅ 🔅 ⋆ — for his lovers only┊❛ nsfw threads ❜ ❫
❪ ⋅ 🔅 ⋆ — the armor is just paperweights┊❛ crack ❜ ❫