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“......I sense a familiar reiatsu...uuu....whose is it...?”

#open #totally not messing around with photoshop a lot

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your character is allowed to have misconceptions about my character.

your character is allowed to assume mine is stereotypical.

your character is allowed to have an opinion of mine based on appearance.

your character is allowed to judge mine.

your character is allowed to TREAT MINE LIKE A PERSON.

“...hm...”

“...fuwaaaa...~”

“Evening guys...or is it nighttime...?”

#fussing with fcs is stressing #*throws a cute one out there and gives up*

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Reblog If Your Muse Gets Jealous

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Send me a ♔ and i will play my songs on shuffle and write a drabble inspired on it.

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"Mabashi!" The sudden feminine voice pierced through the silence directed toward the male in particular. Only a few seconds after the name had been shouted a blur of white suddenly had the other in an amorous hug. Upon closer inspection a familiar face became noticeable, bright golden eyes and long white hair. A rare, but seemingly natural, smile placed upon her features. "I'm back Mabashi!"

“Oh ya got me!” he chuckled then hugged her. “Hey Murcie… how are ya?” he asked and smiled, nuzzling into her hair and looking to her fondly.

(wow this is late due to me not being on this account in ferever sorry)

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((Only about a day or so))

Murcie let out a soft purr. Finding comfort with being near him again. “I’ve been good! How have you been?” The question popped up soon after, for she was curious about how he’d been doing this past month or so. She had wanted to come back, just a certain {S O M E O N E} the mun, had been stubborn.

#manicegotist

“It’s been so long...I wonder if anyone remembers me.”

Amber hues opened quietly, overlooking in the small town she was now entering once again. It had been some time, well over a month now that she had left. Now that business was taken care of the small spirit allowed the faintest of smiles to tug on her lips before she carried herself through the streets. No one seemed to notice her as she walked by, a few children pointed at her but next to that she was invisible.

“First things first. I need to pay a visit to an old friend.”

With that the white haired female brushed some hair from her face and continued on her given path, shoeless feet silently maneuvering the paved road.

#I'm back!#i know not a lot of people are on right now #But I'll be invading certain people's ask boxes soon enough

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my character doesn’t just need lovers

They need enemies that break them and force them to test their morals

They need friends that will backstab them and hurt their feelings

They need an enemy that will become a friend

They need friends that they would lay down their life for

They need people so close to them that they might as well be siblings

They need fights and conflict and battles that could leave them broken and inches from death

My character does not just need lovers

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‘rough touch’

9. Your muse wraps their hands tightly around my muse’s neck.

She was small in size, but lacked nothing in strength. With her fingers wrapped around his throat, speaking would be excruciating. The Beast needed to speak with her though. There had to be a reason for this…something…

“…..” The Hollow hissed and kept his sight locked on Murcielago. What had gotten into her for the female to take this action against him? He knew his memories were garbage, but last he remembered they were on mutual ground. “…Need anything Murcie…?” His life? Just someone to choke? “…Tell me before I pass out…” His breath was completely constricted, only the wind passing through his hollow hole giving him the little air he needed to hang on.

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Her facial expression remained still, unchanging as she felt the pulse of blood beneath her fingertips. Trying to gather enough to strength to tighten her hold on his neck.

Murcie swallowed a bit, trying to ignore the gaze of her friend, ignore the words he managed out. Shut up. She didn’t want to hear it. Then why am I doing this? She bit down on her tongue holding back words that wanted to be choked out. Ichigo...

“Why...?” It was whispered out, and she almost doubted it had been said. “Even when I’m attacking you like this...why don’t you raise a hand to me...?”

The female hollow didn’t understand why she was choking him. A primal instinct maybe? The thought of feeling the life leave someone’s body sent shivers down her spine.

“....I’m sorry...”