𝔱𝔬𝔬𝔱 𝔱𝔬𝔬𝔱

🇮​ 🇼​🇮​🇸​🇭​ 🇾​🇴​🇺​ 𝔴𝔢𝔩𝔩

[memeboitaliano]

super extra naughty indecent dirty raunchfest the meme

[roleplayermemes]

❤ : Where on their body is your muse most sensitive? ✿ : Has your muse ever had sex before? ☜ : Does your muse like to top? ☞ : Does your muse like to bottom? ∀ : Your muse’s favorite position? ☺ : How often does your muse masturbate? ☂ : How long does it take your muse to hit climax, usually? ✌ : Is your muse good with their hands? ♡ : Does your muse have any birthmarks or scars they get embarrassed about others seeing? Á : Is your muse loud in bed? ⚔ : Does your muse have any specific kinks? ☯ : If you’re comfortable with it, write a drabble about our muses doing something naughty. If not, put a strikethrough across this one in your reblog (or simply don’t do it; your blog, your rules ;3). ☌ : Would/does your muse have any special piercings anywhere? Would they get some? ♥ : Does your muse like to cuddle after sex? Anything else for aftercare?

[lunarlunanoff]

kingoftheravens​

“Well, it’s– America. You know? A country here. United States of America. July fourth is Independence Day but some people joke that it’s its birthday.”

“America? Is that-- another empire?” He’s got that deer in the headlights look. How was he to keep track of all this nonsense? Human empires rose and fall in the span of centuries. Sometimes far less.

[lunarlunanoff]

kingoftheravens​

“…No.”

“I see-- it is someone who you do not care for. Nevertheless it is kind of you to wish them a Happy Birthday.”

[lunarlunanoff]

kingoftheravens​:

“Happy birthday, Asserica.”

“Who is that? A friend of yours?”

[lunarlunanoff]

the path to ruin

@kingoftheravens​ plotted a starter!

This was the WORST possible outcome. Utterly devastating. It was the death of all good things. The stranger in front of him had managed to get the last cruller. The wonderful sweet he’d had his eye on since entering the coffee shop. He wasn’t the best in social situations-- he’d raised himself. While his shadow made for pleasant enough company-- he wasn’t the best for conversation.

Mani watched in anguish as the barista handed over the blessed baked good. He tended to be rather particular about what sweets he indulged in, as his visits planetside were rare indeed. Once in a blue moon, one might say. Deciding to be a bit bold, he tapped the tall stranger on the shoulder.

“Pardon-- if it is not too much trouble-- might I split that sweet with you? I am more than willing to provide monetary compensation--” Was this an appropriate response? He hadn’t spoken to a human in ever so long. Would the gentleman oblige?

[lunarlunanoff]

gib my child a hati

[lunarlunanoff]

cursecloud​

Lan Zhan’s attention perks up at the unexpected offer, and before he has a chance to say anything, the man is already walking away, placing himself as a guide for the Second Jade and his group of disciples. There is no choice but to follow, but not without warning the younger ones to watch their manners.

While accepting the help of a complete stranger isn’t exactly ideal, especially in such particular circumstances, Lan Zhan has long learned to go with his gut instincts. Yue’s demeanor emanates nothing but good will, and if it’s a trick, Lan Zhan will just have to deal with the consequences. For now, he easily catches up with the other’s pace, walking through the dark forest like he knows each corner, each tree, each stump as much as the back of his own hand; it speaks of years of experience, traveling across their realm as a cultivator on duty.

“Are you sure?” He inquires then, one arm folded behind his back while the other hand remains tight around the hilt of his sword. “I wouldn’t want to impose. We are many.” Gaze shifting, Lan Zhan glances pointedly at the troupe of seven Lan disciples following them close behind.

“I am most certain. The home I was given is an old farm house-- there is more than enough room for you and yours.” He explained, keeping pace with the taller figure beside him. Yue was small-- standing at 160cm. He still had a bit more growing to do-- a fact he was not aware of. His entire history was a mystery-- but echos remained.

He was drawn to kind hearts-- to those with noble spirits. The back of his pale robes were decorated with an insignia of a moth-- the Lunar moth. They were the only attire he had, as they were the robes he was found in. He cleaned them daily in the stream that ran by the barn he called home.

They soon reached a clearing-- the barn was bathed in moonlight. It was sparsely decorated-- but cozy. Yue opened the door, which gave a CREAK. Inside there was a fire pit where he cooked his meals, and a mat where he slept.

“Please. Make yourselves at home. I know it is not much-- but it will provide adequate shelter.” He glanced upward. “It will rain soon-- best we remain indoors.”

[remugiient]

clear and sweet is my soul, and clear and sweet is all that is not my soul

remugiient. an indie fantasy multi-muse penned by usagi

[lunarlunanoff]

cursecloud​

Yue’s words grab at Lan Zhan’s interest with scaring ease. Head tilting slightly to the side, his eyes go a little wider at such a glimpse into the stranger’s story. While it’s not unheard of to come across people that have lost their memories for one reason or another, something this time strikes Lan Zhan as odd.

Even if the haunting soul that had been lurking this area wasn’t anything but a low level threat, no one without a good knowledge on cultivation methods would have been able to handle it so seamlessly. However, the Second Jade has not heard of any Sects with a missing member. Could an independent cultivator of such caliber go unnoticed for this long?

“Lan Wangji,” he offers in lieu of a greeting, preferring to do so through his courtesy name instead of title or position. For as lost as Yue seems to be in his own skin, last Lan Zhan wishes is to overwhelm him with too much information at once. A small, almost imperceptible smile is given at Yue’s eagerness to help though. “There always is.”

Which isn’t untrue, or else cultivators wouldn’t be needed at all. Lan Zhan shakes his head then, “However, not now. Is there a town nearby where we can find shelter for the night instead?” Setting camp in the forest wouldn’t be an issue either, but Lan Zhan has always put his disciples’ well-being as a priority.

He remains quiet while the stranger introduces himself-- there’s simply something about him that captures his attention. Perhaps it was the calm aura coming off him-- offering serenity and peace to the addled mind. Maybe it was his tone-- one of confidence and intelligence. Whoever he was, he knew what he was doing.

It was something Yue needed in his life right now.

His lips parted into a soft smile, one that made his grey eyes gleam with a gentle light. Companionship. Even if it was only for a short while, it would be appreciated. Especially from someone as put together as this Lan Wangji. Yue desperately wanted to pick his brain-- learn all he could about this world. Perhaps something would trigger a memory and he wouldn’t feel so lost.

“You and yours are welcome at my camp. There is a village nearby-- I vanquished a spirit that was tormenting them, and in exchange they provided me with a place nearby. It may not be as luxurious as an inn, but it is comfortable.” His ‘home’, if one could call it that-- was small but surrounded by a field of wildflowers. Yue couldn’t bring himself to do them harm. He found their company soothing, for what reason, he did not know.

“Please. Follow me.”

[lunarlunanoff]

CONFUSED BLUSHING

[inboxmyrp-blog]

Drop me a character name and I’ll reveal my muse’s heart...

VISUAL ATTRACTIVENESS: 💗💗💗💗💗 (purely aesthetic appreciation of looks)

FRIENDSHIP LEVEL: 💗💗💗💗💗 (how close a friend they consider them)

SEXUAL DESIRE: 💗💗💗💗💗 (wanting to have sex with them)

ROMANTIC INTENT: 💗💗💗💗💗 (hoping for a romantic relationship)

💔 Non-existent 💗 Very low 💗💗 A little 💗💗💗 Hopeful 💗💗💗💗 High 💗💗💗💗💗 Maximum

[lunarlunanoff]

cursecloud​

Less than the situation itself, it is the man standing before him that has caught Lan Zhan’s interest, an achievement not easily accomplished. It’s not a face he’s seen before, and Lan Zhan can’t pinpoint any Sect the other might be a member of judging from his attire alone, but that’s not what keeps his attention however.

There is something jittery about the man—the insistent bows, the light tremor in his tone despite the clear respect that laces itself around every word. The stranger exhales nothing close to ill-intentions, and thus Lan Zhan’s own posture is more relaxed. But he does take notice of the other’s visible apprehension, and the bruises painted upon pale skin.

“There is no need for apologies,” he says finally, offering an equally deep bow in gratitude instead, regardless of the difference in their status. “My disciples can be quite noisy at times, so I understand the worry they might have given you.” Behind him, the Lan junios look positively chastised by the remark, giving apologetic bows of their own despite Lan Zhan’s words carrying no bite whatsoever.

Straightening himself upwards after, Lan Zhan’s face is nothing but calm, “Our presence was requested to dispel the hauting spirit, but I see it has already been handled properly.”

He was surprised at the formal tone-- the male carried himself with poise and grace, which reminded him of something he couldn’t quite place. A ghost of a memory. It was the best lead he had since he’d found himself here. Pale eyes wandered to the faces of his companions, who bowed in apology as well.

“The effort required was nominal-- I am familiar with such creatures. Or I-- believe I was. My memories are shrouded in a fog that I cannot penetrate.” He admitted, turning his gaze downward. He’d woken with no memory of himself or his life before, but felt compelled to help those in need. He knew it was right-- even if he didn’t know himself.

“I am called Yue.” Introductions were in order. He gave another bow. “It is simply that. I have no family name that I can recall, and the name I use was given to me by the first family I helped.” There was a fondness in his eyes as he spoke of them-- the children-- he had saved the both of them and they repaid him with a name. It was the most precious thing he had to hold onto at the moment.

Once more pale eyes focused on the stranger before him, trailing up to the headband he wore. It gleamed in the light of the moon. It was truly beautiful.

“Are there others in need of assistance? I would be more than happy to offer aide.”

[multimuseum]

oh fuck i can’t believe you’ve done this

                                       a totally serious canon character mumu                        featuring muses from novels, television, and film.

[lunarlunanoff]

                                       * CAPPING AT FIVE.

[lafemme-rouge-blog]

ＬＡＢＹＲＩＮＴＨ → the sentence meme

Below you will find quotes taken directly or paraphrased from the movie 'Labyrinth'. You know, the one starring David Bowie's bulge. Send in one of the following to see how my muse reacts:

❝ I ask for so little. ❞

❝ Just let me rule you, and you can have everything that you want. ❞

❝ Just fear me, love me - do as I say and I will be your slave.❞

❝ You remind me of the babe. ❞

❝ That’s not fair! ❞

❝ Give me the child. ❞

❝ You say that so often, I wonder what your basis for comparison is? ❞

❝ I have been generous up ‘til now; I can be cruel. ❞

❝ You cowered before me, I was frightening. ❞

❝ I have reordered time; I have turned this world upside down, and I have done it all for you! ❞

❝ I am exhausted from living up to your expectations. ❞

❝ Isn’t that generous? ❞

❝ Your mother is a fraggin’ aardvark! ❞

❝ Everything I’ve done, I’ve done for you. ❞

❝ I move the stars for no one. ❞

❝ Your eyes can be so cruel. ❞

❝ If she ever kisses you, I’ll turn you into a prince. ❞

❝ If he ever kisses you, I’ll turn you into a princess. ❞

❝ You’re him, aren’t you? ❞

❝ You’re her, aren’t you? ❞

❝ My will is as strong as yours, and my kingdom as great. ❞

❝ You have no power over me. ❞

❝ How you turn my world, you precious thing. ❞

❝ Well then, come on, which way? ❞

❝ Which way do you want to go, hm? ❞

❝ Was that wrong? ❞

❝ I’ve brought you a gift. ❞

❝ But if you turn it this way and look into it, it will show you your dreams. ❞

❝ In nine hours and twenty-three minutes…you’ll be mine. ❞

❝ Where you goin’ with a head like that? ❞

❝ No, I said ‘allo’, but that’s close enough. ❞

❝ It’s only forever, not long at all. ❞

❝ All right then, throw down your weapons, and I’ll see that you’re well-treated. ❞

❝ Don’t tell me truth hurts, because it hurts like hell. ❞

❝ No one can blame you for walking away. ❞

❝ I don’t know why, but every now and again in my life - for no reason at all - I need you. ❞

❝ The way forward is sometimes the way back. ❞

❝ It’s very rude to stare! ❞

❝ What did you have to go and do a thing like that for? ❞

❝ What’d you expect fairies to do? ❞

❝ What’s the matter, my dear, don’t like your toys? ❞

❝ There’s such a sad love, deep in your eyes. ❞

❝ I’ll place the sky within your eyes. ❞

❝ What kind of magic spell to use? ❞

❝ I’ll paint you mornings of gold. ❞

❝ I’ll spin you Valentine evenings. ❞

❝ I’ll be there for you as the world falls down. ❞

❝ We’re choosing the path between the stars. ❞

❝ I’ll leave my love between the stars. ❞

❝ How you turned my world, you precious thing. ❞

❝ You starve and near exhaust me. ❞

❝ I do believe in you. ❞

❝ I live without the sunlight. ❞

❝ I love without your heartbeat. ❞

❝ I can’t live within you. ❞

[lunarlunanoff]

new icon for pride. mani is nb-- because aliens and gender conformity don’t mesh.

[lunarlunanoff]

           when the moon tells you something-- believe it.