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@godxliike
Oh hey!! Nice to see you!
Names Samii, I got this multi muse here with lots of muses. From JJBA to Soul Eater and even some video games like Overwatch and Sally Face.
There are more to come in time but let’s play with these cuties.
Main blog inevitableshott! Reblogs appreciated, like if you’re interested!
Please read rules and about before interacting!!!
Oh hey!! Nice to see you!
Names Samii, I got this multi muse here with lots of muses. From JJBA to Soul Eater and even some video games like Overwatch and Sally Face.
There are more to come in time but let’s play with these cuties.
Main blog inevitableshott! Reblogs appreciated, like if you’re interested!
Please read rules and about before interacting!!!
reminder i love my son with all my heart and I am moving him to a multi be on the look out
hi cuties
I’m alive
I got like a 6 AM - 2PM job so like.....aaaaa
BUT GOOD NEWS
sometime this week I will be making a mutli-muse blog
four of my muses are gonna be Maka, Soul, BLACKSTAR, and Tsubaki
be on the lookout for a follow/promo
I love blackSTAR but it’s hard out here for a pimp soul eater muse
oh god, but what IS a perfect 8? you can’t just get it right on the first try, can you..?
( a redraw of my dtk redesign from, like, last year )
Greatest in the world, greatest in the world, greatest in the world (No lie) I might be The best to ever do it, the best to ever do it, the best to ever do it I feel like the greatest Woke up to honkies sounding like me Never be as good, never be as good Packing up wife-beaters, white t-shirts, but what? I’m the greatest Home | Rules | About | The STAR
“ Shadow☆Star: Zeroth Form - Masamune Initiation Technique - Infinity “
Black Star - Soul Eater Chapter 80
valorxdrive:
♕ - A voice was heard. A gruff one that held a tone of demand despite the lackadaisical manner incited. Heart was once again aligning with mind as jump start of memories swirled through the brief dip into the abyss of sleep. A malfunction, the ship itself being dragged from it’s innate power source from the aura of this world itself, the inevitable wall as on the heel thinking and plenty of strength prevented the worse of it from coming over. That once pitch darkness soon stirred with faint streaks of ivory, diluting the purity of that darkness until–!
His eyes shot wide open.
Opened wide as if awakened from the abrupt horrors of a less than savory dream. The instant hit to these pure white walls of this office causes his eyes to squint instantly, a displeased growl easing from him while briefly clamping one his hands onto his face, brushing at his eyes. “What the.. What went and..” His voice groggily states until the next stir of realization made his body tense in surprise. This wasn’t his ship. That alone causes him to fixate on sole source of life that his heart could pick up upon and react to it immediately. The blanket covering his form haphazardly thrown upward as Sora doesn’t miss a beat, smacking a free hand onto the mattress, the material shifts as he flips from his perch, landing clean at the right side of the bed.
Within a split second his eyes fixated onto that peculiar shade of hair of the individual who remained practically relaxed at the end of the bed. Those hazed eyes were shameless in pursuit of trying to gauge him in turn. “You.. Were you the one who put me here?” It was a question to fill what would’ve been the awkward silence between them.
Any apprehension eases up while noticing his current state. His same trademark outfit was settled snug around his frame, no signs of cuffs or whatever odd restraints bound onto him either, despite the brush of excitement about the ordeal the keybearer seemed pretty carefree on the possibility of if he was in a sticky situation. It causes a heave of a sigh of puff heavily through his nostrils. “Even if you weren’t, that voice–” He murmurs, another fine attempt to sweep more of that sleepiness away. “..Were you the one that told me to get up?”
Ocean blue eyes snapped open causing the STAR to mirror with his brows arching. “That was easy.” he remarked not stirring from his seat. Instead, with his expression relaxing, he followed the grasshopper as he jumped about. He was very much not dead in fact, one could say he was very lively.
Why everyone thought this dude was a threat was far beyond BlackSTAR. He’s sure those with a stronger sixth sense than himself could see that this guy was bright, like the sun. The way he moved suggests as much with how light he was on his feet. It was honestly amusing. So while the pilot was cautions, couldn’t blame him honestly, the STAR was smirking ear to ear. He still sat at the edge of the balanced chair but calmy watched the one who held his interest. Which, was hard to do.
“Heh, you know I’ll be generous and answer you beat by beat.” he breathed a chuckle, “One: Yeah. Could have just left you in the desert but it’s too damn hot. Two: Duh, there’s no one else here. You responded pretty quickly. Wish more people were like that. You on your way to some good old graces by yours truly.”
Didn’t want this dude to outstage him so the assassin leaped from his tippy toes, a nice backflip in the air, and landed straight with his only hand on hip opposite his interest. The chair spun around and around but as the STAR made contact with the ground so did the chair on all fours. Old habits die hard for this showoff.
“Names BlackSTAR. You got a name?” funny. As stated, BlackSTAR had a terrible sixth sense. Which was a double edged sword in most cases. Yet here and now he could actually feel something. A sort of aura maybe? Bright, warm, something leads him to a greater interest than most people. This guy’s gotta be worth paying attention to. And for a BIG GUY like BlackSTAR to take notice was, in fact, a BIG DEAL.
* boops his nose !
“Ah, Tsu!” his face lit up, smiling wide. “Been wondering where you ran off to! Let’s go grab some food, whatdya say?”
@nofragrance
a reply for @ingenxum from x
“--Citizen?! Bitch, do I look like a plain ass-mother fucker?!” yeah, not cool Jet Shoes. “I’ll take your ass on! Around the city! Right now!”
Shipping Info Meme
Answer the following for your muse so people know how shipping works on your blog.
WHAT IS YOUR OTP FOR YOUR CHARACTER?:
maSTAR baby. The chemistry and history they have made for a very good on again, off again, relationship.
And honestly with how me and my buddy do juSTAR is a hella killer.
WHAT ARE YOU WILLING TO WRITE WHEN IT COMES TO SHIPPING?
I’m slow burn on main especially on how BS doesn’t??? Get??? Emotions? Pure instincts with this fool. But legit everything and everything.
HOW LARGE DOES THE AGE GAP HAVE TO BE TO MAKE IT UNCOMFORTABLE?
Since my BlackSTAR is 21 he won’t be interested in anyone younger than 18. If his partner is older he could give a fuck less.
ARE YOU SELECTIVE WHEN SHIPPING?
Yeah. No. Wait. Sorta. I’m a shipping nut. I like to imagine every possible scenario when I find a muse I’d like to roleplay with. But I won’t ship with 50 of the same muse. It’s like if I feel like BlackSTAR could have something with a muse I’ll ask the mun and usually shoot my shot. A sort of “keep it in mind” kinda deal. I’m always cool with being told no though!
HOW FAR DO STEAMY MOMENTS HAVE TO GO BEFORE THEY ARE CONSIDERED NSFW?
I mean? Just sex? I don’t know how to answer this one!
WHO ARE OTHER CHARACTERS YOU SHIP YOUR CHARACTER WITH?
Soul, Death the Kid, and uhhh I don’t know who wants to step up to the plate?
DOES ONE HAVE TO ASK TO SHIP WITH YOU?:
Beh, I’ll ask first more than likely. But yeah. Sure. Hit me with it.
HOW OFTEN DO YOU LIKE TO SHIP?
As I said I’m a shipping nut. So. A lot?
ARE YOU SHIP OBSESSED OR SHIP MORE-OR-LESS?:
COUGHS. Kinda. I’m a sucker for romance.
ARE YOU MULTISHIP?
Hell yeah but Polly is always up for discussion.
WHAT IS/ARE YOUR FAVOURITE SHIP(S) IN YOUR CURRENT FANDOM?:
maSTAR, one and only. Oh. And SoTsu but that’s my crazy brain.
FINALLY, HOW DOES ONE SHIP WITH YOU?:
Bro if our muses clicky-clack hit me with that good shit. I won’t bite and worse I can say is no.
Tagged by: That’s right @valorxdrive I steal HEARTS TOO Tagging: DO IT
@coilsofmadness
She pointedly ignored his boasting. Graphic as it were. However, it seemed that the child had some intention of seeing….perhaps not reason. But at the very least, he was intent on hearing her out. Listening. Which was as much as she could hope for. but all the same, it was an interesting thing. Indeed, the experience on the moon had caused quite a few of these young ones to mature. And to gain perspective.
“How very generous of you. ” She hummed, closing her eyes as she thought it over. Resisting the urge to push her luck. “Well, for starters, I’ll answer your question: I’m up to nothing really. My life’s work. My intent, my goal. My dream? It’s been accomplished. Crona is content, and spreading madness throughout the world.
A Madness that I myself personally crafted.” Probably a surprise to Blackstar. After all, she had extensively researched madness control. Crona’s composition had been well-controlled. From Rangarok, to the Black Clown. It only made sense that the type of Madness that swept the word, this Filial Madness, had also been of her design.
“I have no reason to work like I have in the past. I feed my own brand of madness with Research here and there, but well….”
“I’m quite enjoying the more mundane studies.” She hummed calmly to herself. There were a few projects she’d taken on. As a precaution. In case anything threatened Crona even in their godlike state. But that was, technically speaking, past. and thus not what Blackstar had asked about.
What boiled with rage was kept under a hum. It soothed his soul and allowed him to control what would normally be an explosive rage. She made it difficult, truly. Hearing her proudly speak of Crona like she did. His last memory of his friend was twisted, nothing but pure madness so much so they couldn’t remember him. That didn’t upset him the way most would think. It...well, he’d rather not marinate on it further.
“Fun stuff.” he muttered, closing his eyes. Starting up and allowing his hand to lay on his knee, pointer finger touching his thumb. Focus. Breath. Allowing one's self to feel the aura around them. That was what BlackSTAR was doing. His six sense was dog shit but that didn’t mean he couldn’t feel the air around him. Pay attention to the slightest rift.
“What kinda mundane studies? You taken a class or something?” he’d give her all the chit-chat she wanted. Begrudgingly he gave that spotlight hoping it would turn her into a puddle on the ground.
a starter for @valorxdrive
“Is he dead?” tone a bit too lax for the scene displayed before him.
There he stood at the edge of a crater. Smoke billowing into the sky, wind from the desert slowly whipped away and allowed a better view of the crashed blocky looking vehicle. Deduction from torn wings and blasters, that were scattered and broken around the cockpit, suggest a plane like...thing.
What the aqua haired individual was referring to was the body being pulled out of the cockpit by a slender, ponytailed woman.
“BlackSTAR!” her hazel hues narrowed up at the one higher than her. Seeing as she was the one actually trying to investigate like they had been sent out to do and BlackSTAR was content gazing from above. She kept her cold gaze, helping the male up with an arm over her shoulder. All she got in response was a shrug.
“What? It’s a legitimate question.”
“It’s not helpful,--” she remarked.
“Well, we can’t help a dead person, Tsubaki.”
Tsubaki sighed as she finally managed to stand with the unconscious body hanging off her left shoulder, his right arm wrapped around her neck. With a good enough hold the young woman leaped into the air, seeming to float above the hole high in the air. She landed like a leaf, gracfully, right next to her Meister. He simply tilted his head in her direction, shoulders relaxed. Deep hazel eyes looked the limped body up and down before closing his eyes, head leaning back.
The taller bent forward to her partner, annoyed but she couldn’t help feeling a slit smugness. “Now, are you going to be helpful?” she giggled when his response was nothing but a frustrated groan. She turned, facing forward, which allowed BlackSTAR to pick up the rest of the weight.
Light banter would keep the Weapon and Meister going all the way back to their home, Death City.
☆ ☆ ☆
Continuing to be oh so helpful, Tsubaki put BlackSTAR in charge of supervising their new guest. They had taken him to the nurses' office in the Death Weapon Meister Academy. Even if he hadn’t undermined and been less than helpful on their investigation the STAR would have been in charge of this male, regardless. One: He was the strongest member the DWMA had. Two: Tsubaki was better at articulating and debriefing the Academy's leader. Third: Yeah, he’d been lazy and apathetic. Tsubaki wasn’t going to shut up all night so to save from later headache he might as well.
The STAR took a nice seat, it leaned back on its back legs at the foot of the bed, watching the guy sleep. Some muttering earlier at him being in surprisingly well condition. Blah blah blah hardly any damage, whatever. He didn’t care. His only concern was this itching boredom tickling the back of his head. “Ugh.” pressed brows, he’d do well to keep gaze. Didn’t understand why everyone was freaking out. The dude felt harmless. Can’t be too careful, they’d say.
“Whatever.” finally he stood on the chair that was being angled by its back legs. The STAR was on the very edge of the wooden chair. Slowly he came down to sitting on his tippy toes on the edge. Balanced. He’d watch this way. Keep the focus on the sleeping male and the chair from falling over. His only hand laid on his cheek, elbow pressing into his knee.
“Wake up already.”
“Why do you seek power so intently?”
“To transcend God. That’s why.”
“For someone with such ambitions, you certainly have the look of a demon.”
for blackstar‘s birthday (happy late b-day david!!!)
going through doors? basic bitches.
How did you get this?
Send “How did you get this?” for my muse’s reaction to your muse observing one of their scars. accepting (x)
“You ‘member the Kishin fight? Near the end is where I got this one.” it was a thick, white scar that stood out against his tan skin. From the center of his bellbutton, it wrapped around all the way to his right side. “His little wrap thingies hit me one after another.”
His pointer gestured to a thin white scar on his noses bridge. It traced from his right nostril all the way to his left brow. “Also how I got this one.”
