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Out Of The Moon
Because it's almost Christmas and there's a whole bunch of events going on, I can't promise I'll be able to finish up everything but here's a list of things I'll need to do:
-- Arthur (Starter) -- Arthur (AU!Starter) -- Touji (Starter)
so....yep that's about it. If you'd like to have a thread with my muse and I, please feel free to drop us a message so we can discuss ideas together B)
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39: My muse has amnesia about only your muse’s existence — yours must find a way to remind them.
You know what you cruel man, you’re just out to torture me aren’t you. aREN’T YOU ;-; but yes I will write a starter for this evil, evil person ;A;.
Without looking, put a number between 1-42 in my ask box! [grab bag edition]
So you all know how these go, below the cut is a list of 42 RP prompts that came to me. If you’re feeling extra brave, reblog without looking! This list has a nice mix of shippy, non-shippy, fluffy, cracky, angsty, nsfw, and sfw and such forth. Who knows what you’ll get? *Also gender and sexuality neutral!
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Send me a ◙ and a url you ship me with and I'll kiss them
Elmo has been reserved!
*Internally screams my son kasjdhfkjgfds*
Jack the Ripper: Muse has been attacked by something that obviously has no sense of mercy. They are beaten, bloody, and left for dead someplace abandoned. Lasts until someone comes to the rescue... Or finishes the job.
The day was going really bad for him.
The atrocity of his students’ submitted assignments had plagued his weekend, and when he had finally arrived back into his apartment a note from his ‘husband’ was left addressed to him, stating that he was returning to his homeland. And of course he would have taken the key with him, nothing less expected from Arthur.
And now he lay broken, bloody, dying on the cold hard ground, with no one around, the pain in his side throbbing with every short gasp he managed to swallow.
Jack the Ripper. He almost laughed at the irony, given that his ‘husband’ had also gone by that name once. Although he had known that it would never be permanent — Arthur had definitely made it clear on more than one occasion, but Jolly was, for the first time in his dreary life, smitten and decided to hope for the best.
And he supposed this was the best he could hope for. At least now he knew where he stood in the Nation’s heart.
Violet hues, now that his shades were gone, were exposed to the rapidly darkening sky, the rumbles of thunder sounded in a distance. It was as though at that moment, the sky cried for him, for his pathetic life, drops of rain pelting relentlessly upon his body, cold and numb from everything.
Maybe we can meet somewhere, it had been the words Jolly clung onto, the hope that they would actually be able to meet again. He had been ready to drop everything to leave, to go to where Arthur was. To be by his side, as he rightfully should have.
Loving sucks, Mondo, Jolly thought to himself as his bloody lips cracked a wry smile, staring unfocused towards the skies. He had finally found a new ‘world’, and now he was all alone again. And it hurt him in a way more than anything would.
Okay, maybe not as bad as the pain in his side right now but still.
His throat then constricted, causing the raven to cough as he choked on his own blood, the thick liquid gurgling in his throat before it trickled down the side of corners of his lips.
This is it then. He had imagined living a long life by taking the Elixer of Youth, only dying of old age when he was ready. He hadn’t counted that he would actually die in a fight, and honestly the killer was sloppy but Jolly was simply too tired, to heartbroken to actually fight. Maybe on a subconscious level, he was ready to die.
A dark chuckle bubbled from within his chest, only to be followed by more strangled coughs that wrecked his body. Amethyst orbs darkened into onyx as his vision blurred, faded, the dark setting in from the corners of his vision.
“S-sorry," the word itself was an effort, and even so it came out as the barest of whispers, drowned away by the noise of pouring rain and piercing thunders. With the one word heavy with his regret, lids fluttered, falling shut as they shielded the purples from the cruelty, the ugliness of the world.
May we meet again someday, where the skies are clearer and the sun shines brighter.
Jack the Ripper: Muse has been attacked by something that obviously has no sense of mercy. They are beaten, bloody, and left for dead someplace abandoned. Lasts until someone comes to the rescue... Or finishes the job.
Darkness: Muse is blind for 24 hours.
Spirit Animal: Muse is turned into an animal (Anon decides what) for 12 hours.
Flustered: When Muse sees, (anon chooses), Muse will stutter, blush, and act like a complete klutz around the so called individual, for 3 hours.
Fear: Anon gets to name something, and muse will have an extremely debilitating phobia of it for one week. Bonus points if it’s something ridiculous.
Memories: Muse has amnesia. (Anon decides duration)
Jealousy: Muse will be jealous, of (anon chooses) for a certain amount of time. Anon chooses, for what reason Muse is jealous. Also for how long.
Injury: Muse will be injured somehow (anon decides severity and injury) for ____
Gemini: Muse will split into two different versions of themself for ___
Answer: Muse will have to answer anything that is asked of him/her truthfully, lasts 4 hours
Noise: Muse will say everything they think, lasts for a day
Angel: Muse is and angel for ___
Demon: Muse is a demon for ___
Possession: Muse is possessed by a demon for ___
Blood: Your thirst for blood is insatiable. No, you aren't some vampire with convenient sharp teeth. You gotta find blood to eat or you'll starve; all other food and drink make you promptly vomit.
The Mirror: You become split into two versions of yourself -- your good and your evil, for ___.
Brainwashed: You will be brainwashed by the next person to say your name. Lasts for _____.
I'm Dying: I'm so...so sorry... (Anon decides of what and how long you have)
Artificial Heart: The muse no longer feels emotions- no pain, no anger, no rage. They simply become an apathetic shell. Can be broken early if something strong enough manages to break their "emotional inhibitor."
Frozen to the Core: Muse becomes extremely cold natured and seeks any form of warmth.
Say You'll Haunt Me: Muse is a ghost, whom can only be seen if they want to be. Lasts 10 posts
(Note: none of these are mine, but are simply some of my favorites)
I Must Confess in Threes
Blab: Three secrets I'm keeping.
Mwah: Three people I'd like to kiss.
Similar: Three members of the same sex I find attractive.
Different: Three members of the opposite sex I find attractive
Pastime: Three hobbies I have that I would be embarrassed to know someone discovered.
Doing: Three habits that I have.
Psst: Three things that I've always wanted to tell you.
Shh: Three things I wouldn't wan't my parents to know
Dream: Three wishes I have.
Want: Three things I would do to you if we were alone.
October 26th: International "Dress up as your muse" day!
So here is my Hinata, this is a close as i could get, i figured it would be one of her everyday oufits:
The outfit i wore is actually some pieces to my hinata cosplay. It’s still in progress; the sweater is gonna become the purple part of her white jacket. and my capris are gonna be fixed to look more like hers. than all i need is to make her shoes and other parts of the cosplay costume. *i do not tolerate hate*
Deary me I heard there was a dress up day. I have no complete England cosplay and threw this together rather quickly and drew myself some eyebrows. Enjoy. Though—the shirt is for my Lavi cosplay—
This is a little old but
Nail'd it.
The fingers of his right hand immediately clenched tight as his eyes scanned the last word of the note, and only upon feeling the constricting ring of pressure around his ring finger did his body relax itself from its tensed state. The ring -- his wedding ring wasn't lost to him, firmly lodged onto his ring finger.
Something precious... Other than the circlet that bound him to another, Jolly honestly couldn't think of anything else more precious to him right now. That is, unless...
The very same clenched hand shot open at the direction of his coat's left breast pocket, the flat of his palm coming in contact with the cool smoothness of the silk material. His hands then traveled the expanse of his body, feeling at all the obscured pockets of his coat for the object.
Where was it? Brows furrowed even deeper as he felt every inch of his body, the pockets of his trousers for any hint, any bumps that suggested it was still here, that it wasn't lost to him.
The silver cross that he had always hung above his left breast pocket, over his lapels. The very same silver cross Mondo, his father, his World had presented to him.
The treasure of his life.
Unnatural blue flames burst into life and coating his black, gloved hands, hissing and snapping as they responded to their creator's unbridled fury. And on his commands, they crawled up the creamy-grunge paper he held on the same hand, licking greedily at every surface as they set off in their mission to devour the offending object with their incandescence.
"Zashiki-Warashi...huh," his voice was the barest of a whisper, yet with each spoken word carried the animosity and abhorrence for his unknown enemy. Polished heels clacked against the marble tiled floors as he made his way to the door with only one destination in mind.
Whatever it was, whoever it was, the silver cross will be safe in his hands or so help him, he'd raze down the entire town just to get it back.
Spirit Animal: Muse is turned into a wolf for 12 hours.
“…Getting a little overboard now, are w—”
Poof.
The Devil You Know | M!A
“You don’t seem to be lying, that’s good to know. Accommodating? Not at all, this form seems to have made my curiosity peak is all. And if there’s anything in Bunkyo that captured my interest, I dare say the most entertaining of them all is you.” The words poured from his lips, though his eyes did little to hide the amusement burning within the now bright emerald orbs. Amusement, and a spark of danger and enchantment that used to be present only in his youth. How nice to see it returned.
“I don’t hear an order from you, can it be despite your earlier talk there’s not one think about this form you can’t test in a lab my dear Alchemist? How dull.”
"I'm honoured to be a source of entertainment to you," feigning the tip of invisible hat, a deep, amused laugh bubbled from within his chest as he leaned closer into his now turned demon husband. His eyes observed every smooth, sharpened features of the once beautiful -- only made even more alluring by the strange magics cast upon him.
"Hmm...you're right," the Alchemist agreed, his voice thoughtful; scheming even as the familiar smirk graced his lips again. Of course, he would want to find out more about his husband's and his new form. But for now...
"But not all experiments need to be conducted in a lab. Now Arthur," the words were slurred as they spilled forth his lips. "Kiss me."
Here’s To Never Growing Up: Isn’t that just adorable. Your muse will experience puppy dog love with Arthur for 2 days.
“Puppy dog love? That’s an amusing way of putting it—”
Poof.
“Arthur…”
The Devil You Know | M!A
“Oh?” An amused chuckle rose from the depths of the demon’s lips, slowly floating over towards his husband, draping an arm across his shoulder. Lips curling back to reveal ivory fangs which glistened under the current lighting. “I had no idea you were into such creatures Jolly, I’m not quite sure how this form works, but I can always test that out for you. All you’ve to do is…ask.~”
"My curiousity is insatiable when it comes to you, Caro Mio," he returned good-naturedly, raising a hand to trail his index over the curve of the demon's jaw. Being turned into a demon gave the other an otherworldly glow upon his skin, coupled with the small, sharp fangs that protruded from his lips.
"You seem awfully accommodating today," Jolly chuckled indulgently at the verbal offer he had received from the gentleman. "But if you say so, I have no choice but to take up your offer."
"Is now really the time for this you bloody idiot!? P-NO! Absolutely not, I refuse to take even a step into your laboratory to be tested on Jolly! Piss off!"
"What a pity," he laughed remorselessly at the demon's agitated reaction. "Then again, it would have been rather amusing if you were an incubus."
Deep Red, Red, Pink, Blue, Rose, Aqua, Lavender
Deep Red - I request your company for pizza.
Red - We should watch anime together
Pink - I rather like your face
Blue - You’re beautiful
Rose - Your blog is great
Aqua - I’m rather fond of your blog
Lavender - You are my tumblr crush.
;Come here you precious B) //hugsbecauseyouaqt =u= And yes, Pizza anytime. In fact I'm actually craving for some now ;n;
Hips, Chest, Stomach and Selfie B)
Hips: Do you like to dance?I wouldn't say I like to dance, but I don't hate it either. I only dance to songs I like, so yeah. //not a dancing person because looks like I have banana legs or something.
Chest: Are your maternal/parental instincts strong?I would say no, because I tend to stay away from children in general.
And no.
