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Not sure if I should write it here or save it for when I finish moving my blog, but one of my muses possibly ‘died ‘ as a result of trying to eat another one of my bbys.
Hmm, I might be moving my blog in a few weeks and just have all my muses on there because I’ve gotten annoyed with blog hopping sorta lol. And this one feels old, so kinda wanna start fresh. So I’ll be working on that slowly, but whats up im here
[Yori; Izaya] “Lead the way.”
Perhaps she softened up a bit or something, but it was one of her rules never to bring anyone to her home. But here she was now, leading the baku spirit up to her small apartment due to some bet she lost. What was the world even coming to?
She lived in a pretty abandoned apartment building. There were still a few people that lived there, but only due to the fact that they were homeless. She chose this place in particular because she was least likely to be found. A few more flight of stairs, and they were here. “Well, we’re here.”She said flatly as she opened the door. Compared to how worn out the rest of the building looked, the Jikninki managed to make her place look like a palace, with decorations everywhere and the furniture a bit clean, even if they still looked many years too old. A faint scent of blood and lilac lingered in the air. “I have no refreshments that you would enjoy, so don’t even bother asking.”She said before going over to sit down at the couch, which had a knitted blanket covering a good portion of it, with her cat who seemed to just be waking up. The only think she had to eat were bones anyways.
Also, I haven’t had any threads with Claude or Raizel in a loooog time, so anyone want a starter with either one of them?
Hmm, I might be moving my blog in a few weeks and just have all my muses on there because I’ve gotten annoyed with blog hopping sorta lol. And this one feels old, so kinda wanna start fresh. So I’ll be working on that slowly, but whats up im here
//eyyyy, so I haven't been online and that's because I'm prepping for my art show for tomorrow! After tomorrow, I'll be online tho.
People say “go big or go home” as if going home is a bad thing. Like hell yeah I’ll go home… I can nap when I get there.
nakaula:
「 ✧ 」 Yori clapped his hands together. “Well, the most logical reason is you’ve finally accepted the fact that we’ve become good friends!” he said as though it made him the happiest man in the world. “Or perhaps you’ve discovered something even more…?”
“Good friends, hm? I don’t remember ever saying we were.” His heightened enthusiasm only made her more annoyed. “But even if we are friends, there’s probably nothing else more to discuss on the matter.”
nakaula:
「 ✧ 」 “Oh, if anyone does, you would, miss~!” Yori was, of course, terribly amused, and it showed in every possible way, from his sing-song tone to his teasing expression. “If you need some examples of what it might be, I’d be happy to list off a few examples.”
“Examples. Like you really have anything significant up your sleeves.” The impulses to strike at him was coming over her, but she didn’t move. “But go on. You seem to be enjoying yourself.”
nakaula:
「 ✧ 」 “You sure about that? If you only saw me as a personal punching bag, my death would have no effect on you–you could always go find some poor sucker willing to let you beat him up, after all. As such, there must be something only I can provide you with if you want me to live so badly.”
“....” The relax gaze in her eyes turned into a bit of a glare. He wasn’t wrong. All she had was herself to blame for walking into that. “...Oh, if only I knew what that something could be...”
3 LITTLE WORDS... || starter pack
Send me one to see how my muse reacts. Some are fluffy, some are angsty, some are smutty, some are something else entirely…
Some of these may be triggering or NSFW!
“I love you.”
“I hate you.”
“Go fuck yourself.”
“I guess so…”
“I guess not.”
“Love me, please.”
“Don’t say that.”
“Don’t do that.”
“Don’t touch me.”
“Please, hold me.”
“Pain changes people.”
“You haven’t changed.”
“Please don’t go.”
“Look behind you.”
“Go kill yourself.”
“I can change.”
“Don’t ever change.”
“Want a hit?”
“Do you smoke?”
“Fuck me now.”
“Take my hand.”
“Lead the way.”
“Duck and cover!”
“Just go home.”
“Take me home.”
“Walk me there?”
“Everyone, shut up!”
“Just shut up.”
“Please stop it.”
“Please don’t die.”
“I need you.”
“I want you.”
“Want a hug?”
“Want a kiss?”
“Are you sure?”
“Are you lying?”
“That’s the truth.”
“I’m not lying.”
“Oh my God.”
“For fuck’s sake!”
“I got it.”
“I found it.”
“Call me later.”
“Text me later.”
“Don’t call me.”
“Are you crying?”
“I wasn’t crying.”
“Please don’t laugh.”
“Please don’t cry.”
“That’s a lie.”
“What’d they say?”
“What’ll it be?”
“It’s last call.”
“It’s almost midnight.”
“Do you promise?”
“That’s a promise.”
“Are you serious?”
“Don’t bullshit me.”
“I punched him.”
“I killed him.”
“I kissed him.”
“I love him.”
“I hate him.”
“I lied before.”
“I’m so sorry.”
“I’m not sorry.”
“I’ll come over.”
“Can you come?”
“Want to cuddle?”
“Maybe we should.”
“Maybe we shouldn’t.”
“You don’t say.”
“Make me come.”
“Did you come?”
“I stole it.”
“I broke it.”
“Any bones broken?”
“Are you okay?”
“Are you hurt?”
“That must’ve hurt.”
“He was lying.”
“It’s our song.”
“Can I help?”
“Help me out.”
“Please, for me?”
“Anything for you.”
“I doubt it.”
“I believe you.”
When will this bitch (my skin) realize that we’re both on the same team
nakaula:
「 ✞ 」 “Sounds like a fun guy.” As he’d been told, being worse than Eli was an impressive feat, so whoever her little friend was deserved a medal for that ( or not, considering that’d only encourage him ). “Nah. I may miss your pleasant company,” he drawled, tone dripping with sarcasm, “but I have plenty of other ways of entertaining myself. I’m an adult, you know.”
“Knowing you, I can only imagine what those other things could be.” She snickered. “But it seems that I have some time to kill, so I’ll be around for a bit. What where you even doing anyways?”
nakaula:
「 ✞ 」 The informant snorted. “You did tell me you were a scary monster before, yeah? And these murders scream monster, what with the claw marks and half-eaten corpses. I mean, you do eat human flesh, don’t you?” But boy, did the news have a field day with it. “Besides, it takes a criminally sophisticated person to get away with all that, so it’s a compliment to assume it’s your doing. What, did you meet someone new and now you’re having fun together?”
“Well, you could say something like that. But he’s probably more of a piece of shit than you are.” She answered nonchalantly as she crossed her arms over her chest. “But you’re not getting lonely, are you? I’ll always be around to injure you if I feel like it.”
nakaula:
「 ✧ 」 “That sounds an awful lot like an excuse, considering I’m no on’s punching bag. You’d just miss me, wouldn’t you? You don’t have to lie.”
“Miss you? Please. I’m not making an excuse and I’m not lying.”