play with me

//indie rp blog for terence t d'arby from jojo's bizarre adventure

[mindreadingbutler]

luminescentlight replied to your post: "I know this might be a little late but happy...

“It went alright it was a nice night out.”

“I’m glad to know so, though it was a real shame I was away while everyone else celebrated. There’s always next year, I suppose.”

[mindreadingbutler]

Happy Halloween Terence...Wherever you are....

“I’m… sorry I’m late. Happy Halloween, Casimir.” He pulls the other man’s hands close, giving him a few homemade chocolate hearts, carefully prepared earlier that day. Quickly, he moves away, upset he couldn’t participate this year properly.

[mindreadingbutler]

rubbersoulrero:

“Hey it’s just fine. I though you headed out. Most celebrated Halloween two days ago. But seeing you again is the real treat or the evening.” He said as he unwrapped one of the homemade chocolates and took a bite. 

“Come closer. I won’t bite~”

“Ah, well... If you say so.” He stepped closer, one hand busy moving a wild strand of hair behind his ear, just a way to distract himself. “I do usually participate any way I can, though. You’ll have to forgive me if I sound a little disappointed.”

[mindreadingbutler]

"I know this might be a little late but happy halloween to you mr. Terence."

“Happy late Halloween to you as well, my dear. I hope you enjoyed the date better than I did.”

[mindreadingbutler]

"If you'd like, I may have a spare Ghostbuster costume somewhere? I made the proton packs myself."

“Talented as always, aren’t you? Well, if it’s okay for me to wear it... I’d love to ‘hunt ghosts’ with you, my friend.”

[mindreadingbutler]

Happy Halloween Terence...Wherever you are....

“I’m... sorry I’m late. Happy Halloween, Casimir.” He pulls the other man’s hands close, giving him a few homemade chocolate hearts, carefully prepared earlier that day. Quickly, he moves away, upset he couldn’t participate this year properly.

[mindreadingbutler]

“Ah, how unfortunate... Seems like I wasn’t able to finish my costume in time. Either way, happy Halloween.”

[rubbersoulrero-deactivated20190]

“Only if I get to buy the rounds the next time.” It was good to know there were a few survivors left trying to recover and move on. It was a pity those like Devo, N’Doul and even Alessi were gone but that was life and the line of work they all took knowing the risks. To think if Rubber’s stand didn’t latch on some rocks and pulled him out of the river due to unconscious self preservation he would have drowned and his body being carry off to the ocean maybe never to be found. All thanks to a brat.

“Maybe I’ll give Daniel a visit, he always did enjoy my stories while cutting cards.” Also Rubber could ask the man if that certain offer for a partnership was still on the table…Not that he was going to Terence that one. That was confidential and official work.

“If that’s okay with you?”

[mindreadingbutler]

“Fair enough... And you don’t need my permission to speak to my brother.” He chuckled, shaking his head as he led them both inside the hotel. The place was quiet, most people there enjoying the city or at sleep already. The bar was almost empty and whoever was still there seemed far too drunk to notice them. The former butler moved to an empty seat, beckoning the bartender as he kept his eyes on the other man.

“Care to tell me why you came back to Cairo? I assume it’s related to some job or getting away from the Foundation’s eyes. They have taken all they needed from the mansion, so there’s no reason for them to be here...”

[mindreadingbutler]

"✉"

My muse died a long time ago, and while looking through my muse’s belongings your muse finds a note with their name written on it. Send “✉” for what it says

Casimir,

If this letter reached you, know that I have passed away. Take your time to take in this information before reading further. I am not in pain anymore, nor suffering, nor do I have the slimmest chance to appear behind you as in a miracle of sorts. I am gone. No longer here. Gambled my life away.

Now that this is out of the way, I can tell you why I would take the time to write you anything in case this happened. Perhaps, it is because of something close to ‘guilt’, like I owe some sort of post-mortem explanation of my actions in life. Perhaps it is something deeper moving me, the fear that my memories of you will vanish and yours might not reflect truly what I believe we shared. Perhaps, both are good reasons.

Either of us believed we would live too long, being closer to death than most humans. But know, among anger and fear, reconciliation and distance, I don’t regret anything. I could not have been a better person, that’s beyond me, and I sure you know so. However, it was all worth it, if we met even under such strange conditions. I only wish we could have  What I am trying to say is

You’re far more important than you might 

I’m sorry. It’s all I meant to say.

Please, go visit Daniel whenever you’re able to. I’m sure he’d be glad to see you.

Terence T. D’Arby

[mindreadingbutler]

"✉"

My muse died a long time ago, and while looking through my muse’s belongings your muse finds a note with their name written on it. Send “✉” for what it says

Mr (miss?)... Cat-plant,

I don’t think you might be able to understand this, but if you do, know that I have requested a friend to take care of you. He might seem a bit strange, but I know they’ll do all they can to make sure you’re safe. So please, be nice to him.

Your friend,

Terry.

[mindreadingbutler]

✉

My muse died a long time ago, and while looking through my muse's belongings your muse finds a note with their name written on it. Send "✉" for what it says

Samara,

When you have this letter in your possession, I will certainly not be around for a friendly chat or to answer any doubts regarding it, so I’ll make it short. 

You were always a valuable friend, valuable enough that I never truly wanted to keep you as a doll among my collection. Hopefully, you understood that even though I was distant, I cared for you deeply. You wouldn’t believe how hard it is to write that I care about somebody else like this, but if I never have chosen to be sincere in life, perhaps I can share my thoughts truly after I’m gone.

I have one final request, if it’s fair for me to ask you anything at all. Once you read this, find my collection and burn it. Don’t let any of my dolls fall in the hands of any other stand user. Though I am certain the souls will leave them as soon as I’m dead, I can’t be sure what other’s might be capable of doing with the mere memory of what they held. I am sorry to burden you with this task, but I wouldn’t trust anybody else with it.

Take care, my friend, and stay out of trouble.

T.T.D.

My muse died a long time ago, and while looking through my muse's belongings your muse finds a note with their name written on it. Send "✉" for what it says

[captainbaddecisions]

THERE I remade it!! Please stop reblogging the old one

[captainbaddecisions]

Your favorite doll

[icedbyvanilla-blog]

Honestly, a nap on the couch with his lover was just as ideal as a movie. Any excuse to be close, relaxed with each others touch. Though, asking him, he probably couldn’t say what the plot of the movie they just watched was, his priorities drifting somewhat like Terence’.

“So, strong man, are you up to treating me to a midnight snack, or are you sleepy?”

He shifts slightly, sliding along to the arm of the couch, his lap offered. After all, if Terry did pass out, having him already in his arms did make him easier to carry to bed afterwards. Along with his invite, he cants his head to the side, taking a moment to simply look over his partner. Quiet moments like this are what he truly enjoyed. He didn’t need constant excitement, he thinks he’s had enough of that to last a lifetime.

[mindreadingbutler]

“..? Oh-!” It took him a silent moment of confusion before the old man understood the question. Was he really that tired? Terence eventually grinned, keeping the silence as looked back at his lover, enjoying the moment on his own therms. “I suppose it would be unfair if I didn’t keep my promises, huh?”

Moving his head down, he takes off his collar, revealing the scar it hid. He scoots closet, wrapping both arms around Ice’s neck. He knew well what followed and was strangely used to it by now.

[mindreadingbutler]

Almost forgotten how bewitching those birthmarks of your are.

“That’s… an unusual way of describing them.”

[rubbersoulrero-deactivated20190]

“Terence I mean it. You’re markings make you look absolute stunning! Anyone else that thinks otherwise is blind.” 

[mindreadingbutler]

“...”

[rubbersoulrero-deactivated20190]

Following the ex-butler, Rubber looked around the street. Not only was it rebuilt after the grand fight where Lord Dio met his end but was full of people acting like as if nothing happen in these pass few months.

“If the rest of the world can move on and survive like this city. I think we can as well with no problems. I guess you can say, Dio was a step back and a life lesson…Always get a down payment first as a deposit just in case.”

“I heard what happen to Daniel. Shows how twisted that Kujo brat is. Damn shame really, I always did enjoy having a drink with the guy and making sure not to get trapped in a ‘Friendly’ game of anything around him. But it’s good you’re spending some time with him. He’s all you got and vice versa and I know he would have done the same for you if it was the other way around.”

[mindreadingbutler]

Terence remained quiet at the mention of Dio, his face twisting into a worried glance away for a moment. He was not going to share what he felt or thought about what happened... At least not yet.

“You and I know well what Jotaro is capable of. It took him a while, but Daniel is doing fine now, back to gambling for souls... It was good though, taking care of him, even if we might fight from time to time. But I suppose all brothers do.”

After walking silently for a while the gamer stopped, having arrived at the hotel he was staying at while visiting Cairo. “Care to spend some time at the bar? It’s usually quieter than the streets, I promise. Drinks are on me, of course.”

[shokubutsuneko-deactivated20170]

The sound of the man voice had caught attention of the hybrid but it had also been the feeling of no longer having the sun beating down onto the poor creature who had gotten stuck in the garden, but they could remember how they got here but for now it had seemed they might of been saved.

“Murrreow.”

[mindreadingbutler]

... Did this flower just meow at him? The butler blinked a few times, trying understand what this thing truly was. Whatever it was however, it seemed to be more comfortable now under the shade.

Terence moved a hand closer to the plant, though not daring to touch it. He waited for a reaction, any kind of sign that it recognized his presence as well. Almost like one would do with a cat.