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i still wanna rp this guy but everyone who asked for starters has gone inactive... i will probably make an open and a promo post soon if i can!
would anyone like to rp? capping at 3!
11, 38, 40
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11. Strengths
“I think his strengths are his patience and inability to give up! Although that can sometimes be a bad thing… Sometimes people don’t deserve patience… Coughyoungmastercough.”
38. Favorite season
“His favourite season tends to change every season. He is quite fickle you see. In the summer he complains it’s too hot and in the winter he complains it’s too cold. So I guess that leaves… spring and autumn?”
40. Dream location
“This is difficult to answer! The mun wants to travel the world, so it’s hard to pick one place. However, given their interests I would assume Japan is quite a dream location!”
5, 36, 48
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5. Birthday
“April 1st. I feel quite sorry for him, what an unfortunate birthday.”
36. Favorite animal
“That would also be a leopard! I think that they are just a cat person in general. They have three cats, you see.”
48. Ideal significant other
“Someone who they are comfortable with is all they ask for! Quite a simple requirement if you ask me. Oh, and something about ‘must like memes’, but I am not sure what a ‘meme’ is. Must be a western thing.”
19, 34, 45
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19. Why did the mun chose this muse?
“I think that he saw a lot of himself in me! Because we are both very dedicated to helping others, amongst other things. I think he also said something about a ship or a boat or something; not sure what that means as I am not a sailor!”
34. Favorite food
“He very much likes pasta, creme brulee and cookie dough. Quite good taste!”
45. Spirit animal
“A leopard, because their name is Leo! Seems a bit strange that’s the only reason… I don’t think they put much thought into this.”
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Yuzuru never had much time to interact with those outside of the student council or fine. His life was particularly centred around those two groups, and his young master of course. Whenever he had the chance to have some time to himself, he found himself at a bit of a loss for what to do.
The butler found himself in the academy’s music room in his free period. Why he had wandered there he didn’t know; he liked to spend his time productively but today he was a little out of it, otherwise he would be doing homework or something. Alas, here he was.
Yuzuru had always wanted to learn to play an instrument, but never had the time. His fingers grazed over the keys of the piano that sat in one corner, then pressed on one of the keys, causing a soft note to ring out.
He continued to press them, making a nonsensical tune. When he heard the door slide open behind him his hand instantly flinched away from the organ.
“Ah, Oogami-sama,” he greeted the newcomer. “Sorry, I have no reason for being here, I just wandered a little too far! I hope I’m not intruding.”
It wasn’t like Koga owned this room, but Yuzuru felt like the other boy belonged here a lot more than he did, anyway.
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Himemiya Tori | Triumphant Return CGs
The 15th icon in your folder is your Muses “I’m calling you out on your shit.” expression.
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Cold. It was so very cold. Whose brilliant idea had it been to move in winter?! While the snow had calmed down, the wind bore with it a chill and the temperature was still in freezing degrees. This was no weather for anyone to be out in, especially not a certain pinkette who currently felt that the entire world was against him.
He WASN’T a lot child. He WASN’T going to degrade himself by going to the police station and say that he couldn’t find his ‘guardian’ – if you could even call the person that. Slave was more accurate in Tori’s mind, but to others, the role Yuzuru had to him was probably more like a babysitter. Fact however was that Yuzuru was supposed to have picked him up on the station, but here he was and no Yuzuru was in sight. And he was freezing!
Flailing his arms partly in anger and partly to get some warmth into his small body, Tori let out a yelp, not caring what the peasants around him might think.
“ Jeez! That stupid slave, goes ahead and just leaves his master on his own! How am I supposed to find my way home like this?! ”
Unforgivable! Yuzuru could absolutely not forgive himself. How could he have let himself be late to picking up his precious young master?! Internally scolding himself, the blue-haired boy was jogging to the station, going as fast as he could with a side stitch.
It wasn’t often that Yuzuru was late, but today he had stopped to help up an old lady who had fallen over on his way. He was sure that Tori would not care about that excuse and so had decided not to mention it altogether and accept his punishment when it inevitably came.
Once he finally spotted that unmistakable pink head, Yuzuru called out and waved his arm frantically.
“Young masteeeeeerrrrrrrrrrr!”
He ran until he stopped by the smaller boy’s side, leaning over with his hands on his knees and panting. A comical tear emerged in the corner of one eye.
“Young master, forgive me! How irresponsible of me to have you wait here in the cold... It’s behaviour unfitting of a chaperone!”
He was saying this more for himself than for Tori, as he was sure Tori knew full well that he was in the wrong and would be happy to expand on it to an unbearable extent. To somewhat ease the ferocity with which insults were sure to come, Yuzuru slipped off his coat and attempted to place it over his master’s shoulders.
“Here, have this, young master... You must be terribly cold. Shall I call a taxi?”
God forbid anyone let him shop for anything without a chaperon, for his trips alone usually concluded in such a manner that could be described as none other than a train wreck. Being of nobility, he lacked the basic skills of surviving in the world of commoners, but it could be said that his utter lack of knowledge on menial tasks was far more severe than the average sheltered rich kid.
He was supposed to be buying presents to win the forgiveness of his… siblings the next occasion he returned home after being overseas for so long, but to be presented with so many choices and allowed to make so many decisions was absolutely overwhelming for him—someone whose life was practically (albeit unknowingly) manipulated and run by his mother—so he simply chose nothing and had nothing at all to take home.
As he was about to call it a day and simply leave the elaborate clothing store, his attention was redirected toward a complete stranger with a grossly cute hair accessory in hand. However, given that the request (as odd as it was) was not all that bothersome, and that he was asked very politely, he saw no particular reason to spout out any malicious, sassy remarks. Simply doing as he was told by a well-mannered (though unfamiliar) person and then leaving afterward could not end nearly as badly as his usual encounters…
“Hn… you’re weird, but sure—just give me that for a sec.” He took the liberty of snatching it out of the man’s hands anyway, but paused afterward. “And how do I wear this?”
Yuzuru’s heart broke a little at being called ‘weird’, but he knew better than to call it out. (This person was even more like Tori than he had anticipated.) He wouldn’t want them to go back on accepting his request.
“Thank you miss. You just put it in your hair. Like, um...”
It was probably more practical to just demonstrate himself. He took a clip from the shelf and reached up to fasten it in his own hair, which was a little difficult given that it was quite short. Nevertheless, there it stayed; a little pink bow in on his head didn’t quite suit him. (Or did it?)
“You have a lot more hair than me, of course!”
He hoped that no one would walk by, especially not anyone he knew... It probably looked a little creepy that he was putting on questionable accessories alongside a young girl he hadn’t met before. (Not that there was anything wrong with boys wearing cute things, of course, but wearing cute things was not something typically expected of a serious boy like him.)
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“This sketchbook of yours is rather… unique. I’m fairly sure some professionals might even say intriguing. ”
Oh no. He can’t hold it back any longer.
“ Pfft… ”
“Oh, so that’s what you mean by professional? That is very high praise from a young man as cultured as yourself!”
How very odd! The young master was usually telling him how terrible his art was. He supposed art really was subjective after all!
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“You remind me of Hibiki-sama…”
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“I couldn’t fit your legs, sorry.”
“ Have you considered getting professional help? ”
Naturally he means guidance from an artist. Probably.
“Whatever do you mean? I don’t believe I have displayed any symptoms of a mental health issue...”
He really hoped Tsukasa was simply worried for his well-being rather than insulting him.
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“I’m afraid I cannot do you justice.”