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In the middle of a conversation, my muse begins to cough up blood. How does your muse respond?

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YuGiOh ZeXal; Astral

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So I just started out and all that so I need  a really big favor from the roleplay community. Please Reblog this post if you’re Self Insert friendly, that’d do me a really good fortune. I could totally use some people to talk to.

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         ( ♥ ) ~ "It’s, well a little different than that"

The blonde stared at her feet for a moment and touched her side lightly. She knew that what she was wishing away was what most people would see as a mark of a survivior but honestly, she hated it. Hated everything it stood for and reminded her off.

"It’s probably not something I should wish for in the first place"

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       "Perhaps not, yet if it is something you desire. there is little wrong with such." he stated quietly. "If it is to better onself or for the betterment of another... I see no harm in the desire to change an outwards appearence or what lays hidden in one's heart."

       This was something the envoy of Astral World believed in with all his heart, he wanted to see others better themselves.

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"We became friends recently."

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      "Then we are well met, I treat any friend of hers as a friend to my own being."

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          ( ♥ ) ~ "Yeah that’s a better wish than mine for sure. Now I feel slightly silly"

The blonde observed the floating … being, who had appeared beside her. Was she loosing her mind? Or was this a close encounter of the third kind?

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    "No wish or dream is silly if it is truly a cry from the heart and soul of something you'd give anything to have." he answered quietly.         "Never give up on your dreams."

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          ( ♥ ) ~ "Do you ever wish you could just change one specific thing about yourself and then you’d be happy"

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       "All the time, I wish to change my speicies from an astral being to be human. I want to be mortal and human."

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      — It was barely noticed by her - a trick of the light? - but the voice, the warm pretense -

        “Astral!”

         The chair was abandoned, thoughts of homework and her best friend gone from her mind. Her arms twined around his middle,tears really coming out of her eyes. Shaking, she looked up with a tear stained face.

          She wasn’t crazy - he was there, actually there, and she could hug him again. Her face went back into his chest, and it muffled the crying, and the pain that held her heart was gone.

           Her arms were tight, and she wasn’t going to let go soon. 

           ”I missed you…”

[inquisitivealien-blog]

    "Yuma..." His own being felt lighter? How strange. But this lightness in his soul couldn't be denied as he wrapped arms around her as well, a glowing hand to rest in those lock raven locks. His smile wouldn't drop from his lips.              "I missed you as well."

          "It has been far too long -- You've grown from an annoying kid into a woman, do all humans grow as thus?" he asked, canting his head in curiosity. Some things never changed, the little alien still soaked in information about Yuma's species and her planet.               "...You leak liquid from your eyes, are you saddened by my presence?"  After all, hadn't she cried when people had left? Were not tears a sign of unhappiness? 

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original-number • utopian-hope • utopiamiracleboy

A few keyshipping moments icons I made, enjoy friends. only the three tagged here are allowed use of these beside myself.

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    — Had it really been three years?

        Yuma was sitting at her desk, fingers frozen above the keyboard of her laptop.Three years to the day. Her eyes grew rather sad, frown painting her features. “Astral…”

       Drumming her fingers over the desktop, she closed her red hues in favor of leaning back,head tipped into the rest. A thousand memories assailed her mind,remembering Astral. That dumb blue glow worm, she hoped he knew how much she missed him. His voice, his sass. The way he acted… damnit!

        Tears welled up. It had been so long, so so long since she saw him and it hurt. She tried to push the pain back with the thought that he was home,safe, with people who cared for him. Why shouldn’t she be happy for him?

       “…Maybe I should go on that date with Shark… to get my mind off of everything….” Yuma mused out loud. Yeah. That might help. He always could cheer her up when she was down.

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    Etheral energy was flying towards her, inside her window. Just a glow at first of a formless mass. At first it seemed as if nothing would happen, just this spiral of a familiar warm blue light. One she'd argued with, fought with, befriended. Was it the same light?     It was...                   That form shifted until a being could be seen, arms and legs, a torso, long slender fingers, a face... One silver eyes, one golden eye. Lips that curved into a smile as he gazed at her.                  "--I'm home, Yuma.."

      He was, he wasn't sure when his planet had stopped being home, but... He was more at home at her side and that was simply how it should be.

[inquisitivealien-blog]

Okay, let's get something straight, folks. My Astral is the partner to utopian-hope who is a female Yuma Tsukumo, so he is easily confused if you refer to Yuma as a male. The rest of his story remains the exact same! All canon events still happened!

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rhythmicduelist

"Rhythm Narutaki. I’m a friend of Yuma’s."

    "If you are as you say a friend of hers -- Why have I not seen you before?"

[nourasian]

I also got Astral booty. Bless this alien and his fabulous butt.

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My OTP/ship (1/?)

Keyshipping ~

[nourasian]

I enjoy watching these two cuties

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    Maybe it was silly to lay in this field after everything was said and done. Yuma was happy and back on earth with all her friends and loved ones, the Barian race allowed a second chance and all was right with the world...              So why did he feel so empty? He'd always know he'd have to return home, it had been his job to gather his memories, to defeat the Barian empires and to save the peace of the three worlds.             So why did he feel alone? He knew why, actually. A teenage girl, a human who had annoyed him with her incompetence, her impatience, she was irksome in the worst ways. Yet he still remembered her words.

"Astral, you're my best friend...!"

     "...I want to see her again. She was to lose what or who was most precious to her... For desiring power. Am I also to be punished?" he mused, reaching a hand out as if to touch the starry sky above him.         What he didn't expect was the sudden jolt of energy that ran through him, searing him through the heart as he fell from his world and he kept falling, falling...              Falling for what seemed an eternity.

      Yet when heterochromatic eyes opened and silver and gold scanned his surroundings, surprise filtered though him... Was this Earth?             "I'm... Home." an utterance to fall past ethereal lips, now his task was simple, he had to find Yuma and see how she was doing.