ᵢₜₛ 𝒮𝐻𝒪𝒲𝒯𝐼𝑀𝐸~!

“That’s Light’s girlfriend? … I can see her panties…” (Indie Sayu Yagami from Death Note. Crossover friendly. Please read /about and /rules before interacting.)

[chiennevelours]

“Fuckin’ whore-ass bitch needs to learn.”

And with that lovely quote, I ask you; do you like women who are completely, shamelessly crude and rude? Curses like a sailor? Do you like women that absolutely will not take shit if you push them around? Goldiggers that might fall for you if you’re a girl? And now take all of that, but also add on a very heavy French accent since this blog remembers she’s from France when the game forgot? A woman that takes pride in being called a mega bitch?

Well then, please like or reblog this post if you’re interested in RPing with an indie trans woman Audrey Belrose from Huniepop! Crossover/original oriented ‘cuz the Huniepop RPC is dead, OC friendly, multiship and multiverse! Please don’t follow if you, the mun, are not 18+! Muses under 18 with muns over 18 are fine, however!

About and Rules here!

[chiennevelours]

                                        ’ ᵈºⁿ'ᵗ ᵍ'ᵛᵉ ᵃ

                                            shᎥᏆ

                                         ’ ˡºᵛᵉ ‘ᵗ ʷʰᵉⁿ

                          ᎽᎾu ᏟᎪᏞᏞ mᎬ Ꭺ bᎥᏆᏟh

                             ⁽ ᴸᶦᵏᵉ ᶦᵗ'ˢ ᵃ ᵇᵃᵈ ᵗʰᶦᶰᵍ﹗⁾

[memeasaurus-promptus]

Late Night Wanderings Sentence Starters

“What are you doing out this late?”

“This part of town isn’t a good place to be at this time of night.”

“Now what’s a pretty thing like you doing in a place like this?” 

“You do realize what time it is, right?” 

“Where are you going at this hour?” 

“The sun isn’t rising anytime soon, you know.” 

“Do you know where I am?” 

“The city looks different at night.” 

“This street is very dark…” 

“Why don’t you come stand in the light?” 

“Are you lost?” 

“I got turned around in the dark…” 

“This isn’t the time to go wandering around.”

“Only fools and trouble come out to these parts at this hour.” 

“Looking for trouble, are we?” 

“A little late to be shopping.” 

“Just coming back from the bar?” 

“Think any of the pubs are still going to be open?” 

“Trouble lurks around every shadowed corner.” 

“Woah! I didn’t see you there!”

“Where did you come from?” 

“What are you doing here?” 

“A bold move to show your face here in the shadows of night.” 

“Go home.” 

“It isn’t safe here at this time of night.” 

“You’re being watched.” 

“What are you doing still up?” 

“Looking for something?” 

“I like walking when the streets are empty.”

“It’s dangerous to walk at night alone.” 

“I know where I’m going.” 

“The trees are kind of spooky…”

“Did you hear that howl?” 

“Was…was that an owl…?” 

“This path is scary at night…” 

“The woods is no place a __ after dusk.” 

“Oh you poor soul, wandering lost in the forest under the new moon…” 

“You can’t see the stars from here…” 

“This is the witching hour.” 

“Dark beasts lurk here. Be cautious.” 

“Stay on the road!” 

“Talking a midnight stroll along the beach?” 

“The ocean is so mysterious at night…” 

“What brings you to the pier at this hour?” 

“What dangers lurk in these dark waters, I wonder.” 

“You’re going to get yourself lost one of these days.” 

🌙+ your own

[roleplayawesomemes]

Send “Rumor has it...” And a rumor about my muse

[painted-bees]

Character solidifying!

[leagueiisms-deactivated20190113]

1. How does your character think of their father? What do they hate and love about him? What influence - literal or imagined - did the father have? 2. Their mother? How do they think of her? What do they hate? Love? What influence - literal or imagined - did the mother have? 3. Brothers, sisters? Who do they like? Why? What do they despise about their siblings? 4. What type of discipline was your character subjected to at home? Strict? Lenient? 5. Were they overprotected as a child? Sheltered? 6. Did they feel rejection or affection as a child? 7. What was the economic status of their family? 8. How does your character feel about religion? 9. What about political beliefs? 10. Is your character street-smart, book-smart, intelligent, intellectual, slow-witted? 11. How do they see themselves: as smart, as intelligent, uneducated? 12. How does their education and intelligence – or lack thereof - reflect in their speech pattern, vocabulary, and pronunciations? 13. Did they like school? Teachers? Schoolmates? 14. Were they involved at school? Sports? Clubs? Debate? Were they unconnected? 15. Did they graduate? High-School? College? Do they have a PHD? A GED? 16. What does your character do for a living? How do they see their profession? What do they like about it? Dislike? 17. Did they travel? Where? Why? When? 18. What did they find abroad, and what did they remember? 19. What were your character’s deepest disillusions? In life? What are they now? 20. What were the most deeply impressive political or social, national or international, events that they experienced? 21. What are your character’s manners like? What is their type of hero? Whom do they hate? 22. Who are their friends? Lovers? ‘Type’ or ‘ideal’ partner? 23. What do they want from a partner? What do they think and feel of sex? 24. What social groups and activities does your character attend? What role do they like to play? What role do they actually play, usually? 25. What are their hobbies and interests? 26. What does your character’s home look like? Personal taste? Clothing? Hair? Appearance? 27. How do they relate to their appearance? How do they wear their clothing? Style? Quality? 28. Who is your character’s mate? How do they relate to him or her? How did they make their choice? 29. What is your character’s weaknesses? Hubris? Pride? Controlling? 30. Are they holding on to something in the past? Can he or she forgive? 31. Does your character have children? How do they feel about their parental role? About the children? How do the children relate? 32. How does your character react to stress situations? Defensively? Aggressively? Evasively? 33. Do they drink? Take drugs? What about their health?  34. Does your character feel self-righteous? Revengeful? Contemptuous? 35. Do they always rationalize errors? How do they accept disasters and failures? 36. Do they like to suffer? Like to see other people suffering? 37. How is your character’s imagination? Daydreaming a lot? Worried most of the time? Living in memories? 38. Are they basically negative when facing new things? Suspicious? Hostile? Scared? Enthusiastic? 39. What do they like to ridicule? What do they find stupid? 40. How is their sense of humor? Do they have one? 41. Is your character aware of who they are? Strengths? Weaknesses? Idiosyncrasies? Capable of self-irony? 42. What does your character want most? What do they need really badly, compulsively? What are they willing to do, to sacrifice, to obtain? 43. Does your character have any secrets? If so, are they holding them back? 44. How badly do they want to obtain their life objectives? How do they pursue them? 45. Is your character pragmatic? Think first? Responsible? All action? A visionary? Passionate? Quixotic? 46. Is your character tall? Short? What about size? Weight? Posture? How do they feel about their physical body? 47. Do they want to project an image of a younger, older, more important person? Does they want to be visible or invisible? 48. How are your character’s gestures? Vigorous? Weak? Controlled? Compulsive? Energetic? Sluggish? 49. What about voice? Pitch? Strength? Tempo and rhythm of speech? Pronunciation? Accent? 50. What are the prevailing facial expressions? Sour? Cheerful? Dominating?

[bunniesmemes-deactivated2020063]

What kind of relationship does your muse want with mine?

❤️ romantic 💛 platonic 💙 family 💜 mentor/mentee 💞 friends with benefits 💕 unrequited love [specify who] 💚 rivals 🖤 enemies

[idolyagami]

the-second-kira‌:

“Sure I do!” Misa smiled and looked up at her from her chair. “You never want to put on too much that you look like a clown. And unless you’re performing or dressing up, the trick is to make it look like you’re not wearing any at all.”

“Really?” Sayu adjusted her glasses a bit, her mouth in an “o” as she looked at the older woman. “I thought you were supposed to really try to stand out...” she shook her head though, looking up at Misa. “H-how do you know when its... just enough though, Misa-chan?”

[idolyagami]

Gotta get the ball rolling, so consider this a starter call~! Please like this post for a starter of indeterminate length and verse-dependent! I might come to plot something, but most likely it’ll just be a main verse starter!

If you are a multimuse, or an RP sideblog with your main account being a personal blog, please do not like this post and instead leave a reply for which muse you want the starter for!

[idolyagami]

You're just a murderer, no god!

“See, right off the bat, you’re wrong. I know I’m not a god,” she said, a small on her face. It was no different than the one she always wore, as if she was speaking as casually about her new favorite pop star or something.

But there was a hint of superiority tainting it.

“I’m a hero.”

“More than that- I am the ideal hero this world has yearned for. Because I was like one of you. Weak and helpless. You see sin infects the world, but you’re powerless to do anything about it. Think about the heroes in manga and western comic books; for the most part they foil the evil villain’s plans before they work out… but the real world isn’t like a manga or a comic. More often than not, we lack the power to stop bad things from happening before they happen. We can only punish them after; and that’s what I am. That’s what Kira is. Look around you. Everyone wants to live in a peaceful world, right?” She asked… too distressingly casually, even sitting down on the sofa behind her.

“How many times have you seen the news and said ‘that’s so fucked up! How could something like this happen!? Is there no justice in this world!?’ Now, I am that justice. Now, there is somebody dispensing justice. We’re leaving the era of vicious murderers who murder kids getting out in 15-20 years; because now there is a hero that can stop them. No, the crimes cannot be stopped before they happen… but justice is now reigning supreme. Don’t you get it now? I’m a hero. A silent guardian of the night, the defender of the weak…” She said, her smile still on her face. “And with each person facing my judgment, the world grows quieter. People are becoming afraid to do bad things, because now they know there won’t be some corrupt system to protect them. They know if they do evil things, the hero will punish them… don’t you get it? I’m making the world peaceful, one judgment at a time. Give it a few years; there will come a day only the foolish will ever think of even trying to harm another person… well, they’re already cowards. But you get what I mean, right? The crime rates will reduce more and more… everyone who is good will know they are protected. That even if Kira cannot save their lives, Kira will punish those who dare harm them.”

“I am no god, able to prevent crimes before they happen. But I am a hero. A different kind of hero… I can’t be like Superman or Goku, I can’t fly across the world and prevent the crimes before they happen. But I can create the New World and protect the innocent people there… doesn’t that sound wonderful? Don’t you want to live in a beautiful, peaceful, quiet world? Because you and I are both humans… we know that no matter how much you oppose Kira, how much you hate the idea of Kira, the desire for that world is inside your human heart and soul!”

She tilted her head, before giggling.

“… Not that it matters. After all, you’re going to be committing suicide when the clock strikes midnight. Which is in just a few seconds now. Its sad I have to kill people like you who aren’t evil now and then; but the ideal hero of this world can’t show mercy to those who fight her. If you’re going to stand in the way of all of humanity’s hopes and dreams… then its bye-bye for you~”

The clock struck twelve.

The man before her’s eyes glazed over.

Her smile became more sinister.

“I guess it doesn’t hurt telling you this at this point; heaven and hell aren’t real. After death, we all go to the same place… maybe there is an afterlife, but much more likely? 

“There’s nothing.”

“Think about that on your way out, alright?”

The ideal hero of the world decided to get ramen for dinner, she felt that victory deserved a special treat!

[idolyagami]

persona thoughts:

sayu becoming a phantom thief

kira!sayu being defeated by the phantom thieves

[idolyagami]

welp- i’ve rped this muse once, i’ve rped her twice, and now its time to make it thrice! would you please like or reblog this post if you’re interested or willing to interact with an indie Sayu Yagami from Death Note? crossover friendly too; especially if you’re from an idol franchise like Love Live or Idolm@ster! originally beginning as a pure Kira AU blog years ago back in 2014, the current Sayu now has quite a few verses and is just ready to interact with your muse today!

please read my /about and /rules before interacting!

[takesheart-a-deactivated2021081]

WHEN  INJUSTICE  BECOMES  LAW ,  RESISTANCE  BECOMES  DUTY.

personals  do  not  interact.

[ichoreyed]

                                                           icarus was a boy before he was a lesson.

ICHOREYED priv + sel edward elric loved by ren. 

[idolyagami]

Gotta get the ball rolling, so consider this a starter call~! Please like this post for a starter of indeterminate length and verse-dependent! I might come to plot something, but most likely it’ll just be a main verse starter!

If you are a multimuse, or an RP sideblog with your main account being a personal blog, please do not like this post and instead leave a reply for which muse you want the starter for!

[idolyagami]

anyways; this image... from whatever magazine it was (I've never been able to find it) is essentially what this entire blog is more or less based on; now it started as a Kira AU years ago, but this is basically the best way i can possibly sum up my muse; a hidden genius, or perhaps rather untapped genius. a perfectly ordinary girl who has only been interested in ordinary things, content to live her life like that, but capable of extraordinary things and intelligence if actually pushed to it, not unlike how Light was in the 2015 live action drama. Sayu has all the potential in the world in my headcanons on standing on the like with Light and L, she just has never tapped into it. and so... that’s the blog!

also i hate you ohba fuck you

[idolyagami]

@iishigamiisms liked for a starter

                                                             _____

The hero, the protector of the New World didn’t feel too comfortable around this new transfer student to her school. He was an absolute genius; as smart as Light, or perhaps even more brilliant? She didn’t know, but something about him made her feel...

... Threatened.

And yet, they were being forced to work together; their chemistry teacher was making people work together for a group project. And so she put on her false air, as she always did.

“Guess we’re partners, huh? I’m ah... not the smartest, but I’ll do what you tell me, alright? A-And I can look up stuff too!”

[idolyagami]

codemartyr‌:

               He feels bad for her. One wouldn’t think it from the man tasked to lead their rag-tag group of revenants through their sometimes harrowing missions, but the concept of feeling sympathy for the very ‘monsters’ they were forced to hunt and slay is not something foreign to him. Grotesque as they may be and as dangerous as they’d become … these are all sentiments he’d told himself a thousand times. Looking at her makes him feel guilty and, for once, it shows on his face, in the subtle way his eyes soften and a gentle frown curves his lips. He wishes, more than anything, that he could take the pain away. From her, his people, this world … he wishes it were that easy.

               “I know. I understand.”  He’s not sure exactly what to say, at first, so he settles for the most blunt reassurance he can give her. He steps forward and reaches out, his hand raising to rest comfortingly on her head. He doesn’t interrupt her, though. He lets her speak, because he knows how much it can hurt when feelings like this aren’t said aloud. Only once she’s done does he try his hand at saying anything substantial, though there’s nothing he can do to fix the problem.  “It’s okay to feel that way. It’s … okay to hurt for them. It doesn’t make you weak to understand the pain of others. You’re right … they were people. They were like us. Just because we fight them now for the sake of protecting ourselves … doesn’t mean we aren’t allowed to mourn them. Not wanting to raise a blade to them doesn’t make you lesser than any of us who do.”

               He often worries if he’s become numb to such things … but the twisting in his gut and the pain in his chest lets him know that he hasn’t.

               “Hey, hey … you’re not useless. No one thinks that. Having you here helps us.”  He smiles softly, letting out a weak laugh as he does so. It’s just posturing, hoping to make her feel better, even though he knows it can only go so far. He pauses, briefly, then moves to rest both hands on her shoulders.  “Would you … want a hug?”  He’s sounds a bit embarrassed to ask, but it … almost feels like second nature. Like something he would’ve done, if he’d had a sister.  “You can cry it out if you need to… or talk to me, whatever you want…”

Sayu sniffled a bit, her emotions still on high. Louis’ words were kind and understanding, and it began to calm her down. At first she felt like a hero slaying monsters, but now that the high from fighting the Lost had come down... this was truly what she needed. “Thanks...” She said at the assurance, looking up at the older man with watery eyes. 

It was OK to be sad.

It was OK to mourn the Lost.

One day they’d reach the world back outside Vein, and when they did, Sayu decided in that moment she wanted to hold a funeral service of some kind for all the Lost; but that bridge would be crossed one day. These were the days of struggle, of fighting. And Sayu wanted to fight for everyone and keep them all safe, she wanted to make Louis and Yakumo and everyone else proud.

And she nodded.

“I don’t... remember the last time I had a hug,” she admitted, sniffling once more. Not since the Collapse, anyways. “I... it won’t... be awkward for you...?”