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CURSED/BLESSED ─── 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚎𝚝 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚈 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞. 𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 , 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 , 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚎𝚡𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚎. 𝙼𝚊𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗 , 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗 , 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗 — 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 .

# 𝐆𝐎𝐃𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐄𝐃 . ─── independent multi - muse rp blog ft. original characters narrated by 𝐳𝐞𝐫𝐨/𝐳𝐞𝐞, low activity. this blog explores themes such as; death and undying , questioning gods and self , doomed by the narrative , loss of identity , love as a weapon , anger in kindness , obsession , cannibalism as affection . . . etc. 𝘔𝘢𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬.

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lady yu ....

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here's a very simple ( and hopefully effective ) permanent starter / interaction call !

you all know the drill about these kinda posts; open to me and my muses hopping in your inbox when i get a thought in my brain, and time in my hands. some starters here and there. the 'i have an idea' in your dms. memes from god knows when from your blogs and i'm like yeah ill send this. and whatever else comes in these packages.

[loveletters2myself]

you can keep mr nonchalant. i have mr wakes me up at 3am because he had a dream he lost me, and it made him stressed.

[spookyrejects]

psa; im the kind of roleplayer that’s more than willing to start in the smack dab middle of a relationship and then talk about their connections and history later because it’s fun to throw my muse(s) into a random situation and watch their dumb ass work their way out of it.

[northirish]

What? No I'm not mad, of course I'm not mad. Yeah I know my boss music is playing, don't worry about it. Come closer.

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thinkin again of how violent lady yu is, how rough she can go, the destruction she embraces... and then she has the softest voice when she talks.... 😞 inside her are two wolves moment. one that was destroyed by love and aims to destroy back bec she cannot remember but she still feels and one that wants to love again, wants to be held again, wants to remember again

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thinking about this again because of how she shaped herself to be this violent thing, to be a weapon. but her voice betrays her. shes angry shes cruel but she talks like shes sad, like shes hopeful. a voice so gentle that one couldnt help but wonder if all of her anger is a mask (it is). like ... i need to dig that shit abt her where shes always masking and that her design notes had masks on it...... 😞😞😞 oh lady yu i love dissecting you

[soulprompts]

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐌𝐄 𝐆𝐎 👀.

okay so i got like, three books delivered this week, and in anticipation i reread another book that i had, and lads, let me tell ye, it was like quicksand. so now i have a list, some from my head, many from my wonderful friends’ heads, of prompts that basically made us all very soft or very “pleasantly scandalized rich lady from the sixties who just found out a juicy bit of goss about the new neighbor”. i hope ye like them! (DO NOT ADD TO THE LIST. I WILL MAKE A PART TWO. AND THREE. AND FOUR. MANY MANY PARTS. EVENTUALLY. )

[ HAIR ]:          sender slowly reaches out to catch a loose strand of the receiver’s hair and tuck it gently and securely back behind their ear, letting their touch linger afterwards. (if the receiver has short hair, then the sender reaches out and gently runs their fingers through their hair to smooth it back.)

[ CLOSE ]:          while standing remarkably close to one another, the sender is unable to stop themselves from running their gaze across the receiver’s body, lingering for a moment on their lips, before returning to initiate prolonged, intense eye contact.

[ CHIN ]:          as they stand close to one another, the sender hooks a finger and tenderly lifts the receiver’s chin, tilting it up so that they can look at one another, and running a thumb across their skin lightly.

[ THUMB ]:          while cupping the receiver’s cheek in their hand, the sender slowly glides their thumb across their cheekbone in a tender, sweeping caress.

[ WOUND ]:          upon noticing a recent injury on the receiver’s person, the sender carefully moves closer, running a thumb (or hand) across the wound in a gentle, troubled manner.

[ INHALE ]:          while standing in very close quarters to the receiver, the sender shakily inhales with desire/anticipation as they realize how intimately close they are to one another.

[ DANCE ]:          when alone together (e.g. the bedroom, the kitchen, literally anywhere once they’re alone) the sender takes the receiver’s hand, and pulls them into a graceful yet intimate dance as a spontaneous act.

[ BARE ]:          as they get undressed, the sender gently places a soft, tender kiss against the receiver’s bare shoulder.

[ SCAR ]:          noticing a scar on the receiver’s skin, the sender tentatively stops them from covering it up, and rests a gentle, soft kiss over it.

[ FOREHEAD ]:          placing a hand on the back of the receiver’s neck, the sender guides them close and rests their foreheads together.

[ PALM ]:          taking the receiver’s hand, the sender brings it to their mouth, and places a tender kiss against the receiver’s palm.

[ LINGER ]:          taking the receiver’s hand, the sender lifts it to their lips, and gently kisses their knuckles, lingering for a moment before withdrawing.

[ BEHIND ]:         upon entering the same room as the receiver, the sender steps behind them, and winds their arms around the receiver’s waist, drawing them close against them.

[ WAIT ]:          realizing the receiver is about to leave the room, the sender hastily reaches out and catches their wrist, preventing them from continuing their departure.

[ ARM ]:          after holding their hand, the sender releases the receiver, but slowly glides their hand up the full length of their arm, lingering on the upper arm, then the shoulder, then resting their touch against the side of their neck.

[ HOLD ]:          while close to the receiver, the sender wordlessly takes a hold of their hand, for no other purpose than to be holding it.

[ PLAY ]:          while sitting together, the sender absently lifts the receiver’s hand, idly running their fingertips across the lines of their palms, mapping out every inch of their hand with slow, lazy touches.

[ GUIDE ]:          in the process of guiding the receiver through a crowded place, the sender’s hand protectively grazes against the small of their back

[ TOUCH ]:          while touching the receiver’s waist, the sender’s hand briefly dips beneath the hem of their shirt, skimming briefly across the bare skin of their waist.

[ CUP ]:           bringing both hands up to cup the receiver’s face, the sender draws them in closer to them in order to get a better look at their face.

[ TUG ]:          the sender tugs the receiver close against them by resting a hand against the small of their back, pulling them flush against their body.

[ HUSH ]:          while standing close to one another and hiding from pursuers, the sender reaches up and places a finger against the receiver’s lips to prevent them from speaking and revealing their location.

[ WRAP ]: when sitting astride a horse/motorcycle/etc. together, the sender reaches back, takes the receiver’s wrists, and gently pulls their arms around the sender’s waist in an embrace designed to keep the receiver safe, despite feeling remarkably intimate.

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kouei being actually very powerful with the way he can manipulate water, its very element, and the extension of it but i kept bullying him. he showed promising signs since he was a child, skipped generations and all of that magic dropped on him ... a child made of magic and he doesnt even use it to its full potential.

and he's also very very intelligent (the kind to never study and shows up half-way through his classes while attending university but aces everything </3) and musically smart too. multi talented king (why he's a multi-talent in some aus) but I love beating him up with a steel pipe. like I don't wanna think abt allat. he's supposed to be perfect but still a little 'quirky' with some of his hobbies (like his highschooler self's hobby of picking up... fuckin.. insects and rocks... and putting it in his pockets...) but also still appear pretty normal. or however normal he thinks he is.... he literally can be picked out in a crowd due to his handsome / model-like features .... how he got scouted in the first place!!!!111 im putting him under a hydraulic press as we speak

truly made him this way and he pmo. but hes the most fun to put in situations bec idc abt it.... like want to put him an au where hes gonna be hurt and ragdolled to hell and back? like im putting his name in the list. like what would break a man thats already teetering on the edge? like what would make him actually use that power he has yknow? hes too nonchalant and easy going for anything else so its fun to see where a character's breaking point can be,

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❝ don’t take this the wrong way, but you don’t look well. ❞ / for ishimori

The young girl would've laughed — she does fit that description; ... pale, dark circles, red rimmed eyes. A little disheveled, maybe even a little lost. “ Auh ?!.... m-m..me? ”, like she's doing something illegal and she's caught in the act. Deer in the headlights. Even had the audacity to point to herself — is there anyone else in the room with us right now, Ishimori Aki? The girl straightens her skirt and wipes her clammy hands on it too, hoping it doesn't look too suspicious. What even was she doing? Nothing! Nothing at all ... ( peeks from under her soaked lashes to look at his suit, his shoes ... looks important! look away, turn away ).

“ `m fine mister ”, wipes her eyes with her fingers, something just got in there. Dust, could be. The skies are very gray. “ I just` ... didn't `ad enough sleep... `s all... ”, she swallows her sniffles and almost chokes on it, tries to put a smile — shaky. Wipes her hands on her skirt again. ( gross !!! gross !!! ). Her clammy hands grip on the strap of her bag, why is she still nervous, she isn't hiding anything — she simply just looks unwell. Or, what this man thought she looked like anyways.

Why is he talking to me, why is he talking to teenagers, is he a kidnapper? Is he someone Mama knows? Against her? The young girl takes a tentative step back, good it's still concrete, and then another slower step. An arm, two — away from the concerned citizen. Or she hopes, or not ( . . . who are to be trusted? she does not even trust herself sometimes? when she looks on the shine of his shoes will it herself she see? ) “ I `ppreciate your concern, sir, mister ... ”, her eyes no longer meet his, something like —, she almost moves her hands to her face. Is she still alive? Yes? Yes!

But it feels like it won't be soon.

Her eyes dart all around her; is that lightbulb always looking a little loose? Was there construction being done here all this time? Is the road busy with cars? The girl stiffens on her spot, her nails scraping inside her palm as she tries to look at the man infront of her again.

The world feels like it's spinning and her head is upside down.

“ I think `m a little faint ... ”, an observation about herself as she places a hand on her forehead, she doesn't want to move now. Nothing's gonna happen if she doesn't move right? What if ... what if someone else is with her? Nothing will happen right? “ `m sorry to bother you sir, mister... ”. ( no don't look at him ) “ can you pleassse, help me, crosssssss the road? ”

is this how to avoid being a headline? / @acesleuth

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sometimes i think of lady yu from another timeline... and shes softer and nicer compared to the hsr canon she is originally from. its the kindness that she had forgotten that surfaces, and the anger that she should have is but a quiet thing that linger and is controlled. and shes not that insane too... love that for her....

also thinking of her hsr canon and the main quest for her and how she has to unlearn her madness and remember. how the missing sovereign is her and shes trying to be that person. that she doesnt even need to punish herself or keep punishing herself for forgetting bec her planet did that. it does that to protect its people....

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thinkin of lady yu having her "original" xianzhou fit when she first gets introduced.... all black red intimidating ten lords judge... then when her Lore gets revealed... her homeplanet gets visited... thinkin ...... her already bein there when the express visits her planet. joinin together to uncover sum mysteries... its like an anastasia animation/tangled movie moment !!!!!!... lady yu lookin like the girl in the Big Picture..........her so called "punishments" reacting to the environment, to the (castle).... Big Reveal... a change in her whole look. Anyways, hiii

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had a vision of an hsr alternate timeline lady yu where she was not sent off (bec whatever happened in her planet did not happened (yet for me to brainstorm but we'll get there)) and shes a sovereign (princess) ... tho she does have the princess in tower / lady of the lake tropes i truly think shes more ... something else... ethereal?????? otherworldly????? something is goin on yes but its not very violent/angry unlike her current timeline self. also more dragon like... embracing that part of her more... and having a space dragon something companion.... 😞 i love you my powerful woman that do not remember the power she wields bec shes sent off to an unfamiliar world to save her

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thinkin again of how violent lady yu is, how rough she can go, the destruction she embraces... and then she has the softest voice when she talks.... 😞 inside her are two wolves moment. one that was destroyed by love and aims to destroy back bec she cannot remember but she still feels and one that wants to love again, wants to be held again, wants to remember again

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ykw 💭 lady yu for alune

“ You and I are alike ... in a way. In the same way we are bound to these places, and even if freedom is so close ... we will choose to stay in the same place. Not because we're familiar with it, not because it's what we got used to ... — I know you want to be free too, me too. I want to see what else is beyond this endless sea, just as how Aishi told me, how the Captain's stories go... tell me what else is out there, up there Alune. And I'll tell you the stories of the ocean, the sharks, the jellyfishes... I'll tell you everything ”, she rests her chin on her arms as she thinks of the stories again, the little cavern her very small window to what it feels like.

meme. / @fcithfull

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the realization that, even after all those years, it is still him and her love for him that she feels in her heart. how his warmth and how happy she was with him was what lingers in her chest. the mind forgets the smaller details; his name, what he did before, what happened — and the heart still remembers the bigger image; the love is there, the love is still there? do you not remember who he is anymore Lady Yu, Lady Judge, do you remember the who that loved him?

— BUT, there is the you now who is allowed to love again. there is the present, and the today, and the tomorrow.

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"i'm so excited, i can't believe phel has a date to the valentine's party!"

@fcithfull had been working with astrid on the logistics of the event, after all; making the heart-shaped invites, ordering decorations, setting up catering — the pair of them had been working exceptionally hard to make this gathering extra special. and why wouldn't they? this was astrid's favorite holiday, after all. even the office itself was spared no expense, with L³ slowly being covered in hearts, cupids, and candy. this parade of decorating was the only reason alune had been spared the afternoon from working at her usual spot in jun's office. she steps back up on the stool before her, attempting to pin another pretty pink ribbon across the ceiling.

"i hope everyone will get to see a little more of their personality, my brother really is so cool." she chuckles. "they're good at so many things! i wonder if i could get them to make an art piece for the event..."

the pale girl pauses, finally managing to finish pinning the ribbon after struggling for a moment, a thoughtful smile on her face as she hops off the stool. she sorts through the remaining decorations strewn about the table, trying to decide what to put up next. there were decals for the walls and windows, more ribbons and streamers, balloons and stickers... still so much to do, and only so many hours left in the workday. she heaves a great breath, picking up a couple of large heart-shaped decorations and turning to face the redhead beside her.

"anyway, which do you like more? pink or red?"

she takes turns lifting one higher than the other, trying to gauge the man's preference, lively smile sweet on her features.

"i wanna know which one you prefer when i ask — " she holds out both hearts in expectation of his decision. "nanase kouei, will you be my valentine?"

Sometimes it's a surprise how Kouei manages his schedule — with the concert coming up, a photoshoot sometime the same week, hell he even does have one earlier today. He's not that glad he had to drop something else in favour of ... all of this, but somehow, he's getting used to it. It's just like any other job anyway. His manager rang him earlier and he promptly ended the call with a quick text message and his phone turned off. He did say he had something more important.

Which was true of course — with Alune being occupied with the decorations like it's more important than the actual work she's tasked to do for her boss. Maybe she finished all of those, who was he to really judge? He's spending time with her and it's what matters. Mostly to him anyway.

Kouei tried to appear busy too, coming over to 'help' out with the decorations and what-not. He's tall enough to reach the ceiling with just a stool so it's less work of dragging the ladder everywhere. But. But ... he likes seeing Alune doing it. With him just holding the step ladder, pretending to look out for her — so if ever ( knock on wood ) she loses her balance he'll catch her. So he says. So he says ...

She's talking about her brother, again, he doesn't mind. He likes hearing her talk. Likes knowing more about her, her family. Aphelios doesn't sound so bad, had met him here and there — quiet guy. But is cool yeah, that he does nod about as he takes a ribbon to look at. “ And you're so surprised about that? ”, Kouei leans on the table, a half kind of sitting not putting his entire weight on it, enough to just stretch out his legs, “ I've always thought he's y'know ... not single ”. Considering how Alune talks about him all the time ... at most! Ugh... maybe it's how Phel's not talking all the time? Do the ladies not like the quiet listener type? Well ( he shrugs ), he's not online most of the time to really know what's the trend. One of his co-workers should at least ... if it's allowed ... does this company have that kind of rule?

Wait? What were they talking about? Kouei's eyes lock into the hearts she's holding and he tries, really, to focus on it but instead he's looking at her again. He drums his fingers on underside of the table he's leaning on, a Marc-Andre fleets briefly and he smiles before tilting his head to the red one. “ Like a heart y'know ”, he humours her, stands straight again and — ah.

He shakes his head with a smile, hands taking hers and the paper hearts, “ tch... you're quicker than me ”. Fine, he'll clear the entire day for her ... hells, he'll clear his entire month, year. Whenever she needs, whatever. “ Who am I but a man, Miss Alune, and who am I to deny your wish? ”, a slight flourish, like the curtains were drawn and he had stood up from the chair, the last key long since ended. It's more tolerable with her around after all.

i'll do anything you ask me to / @fcithfull