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any {bastard}
who tries to
take { you } from { me }
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You’re m i n e
I’ll kill
any {bastard}
who tries to
take { you } from { me }
@musearchieve
Sorry for being slow guys. I just haven’t really had the umph for role play lately. All I wanna do is read comics or watch shows. And video games. Maybe my muse for writing will come back soon. But we shall see.
killuvolts:
ϟ . “Some injured guy you are, huh!”
Gon’s laughter is infectuous, thus Killua cannot help but to join in. Failing to outrun the other as he’s pulled him along. He settles beside Gon in the booth but not before giving him a playful shove. The waitress leaves them their menus, trying not to mind their boyish rowdiness, and Killua is quick to scramble his up and peer at the desserts. Of course. But then a mischievous glint shines in his eye when he recalls the window advertising.
“Hey, Gon…” He leans over to his friend’s side. “The window said there’s a challenge for who can eat their giant burgers in under five minutes… I bet I could eat one faster than you.”
That got his attention. The mere thought of eating a giant cheeseburger in under five minutes did seem a little impossible. However, the enhancer was a little excited at the thought. And of course there was no way he would let Killua beat him!
Not when it came to something like this!
“Oh yeah? I don’t think so! I’ve got this one in the bag, Killua!” Gon says with a confident look upon his face. “Why don’t we make interesting, huh? Like... you know. What if the loser has to order five milkshakes afterwards?” It was a bit steep after a cheeseburger.
However, they were both young and sprouting boys.
Gon was certain they could handle it.
oh killua
Killua and Gon’s friendship developed so wonderfully…. it’s my fave
change my mind
Sorry Gon, even if you try the hand switching technique, defeat is imminent!
jan..ken..pwned!
sorry for the pun, it was a late night. (_ _)ヾ
@musetory
“Did you seriously just get your foot stuck in a toilet?” yeets @ gon
Gon had a look of embarrassment upon his face as he turned to look over at Killua, shooting him a sheepish looking grin. The country boy had been trying to scare Killua, but his plan had backfired. And instead he managed to get his foot stuck within the toilet as a just result.
Perhaps this was what Karma had intended for him all along.
“Oh would you shut up! Help me out here!” Gon exclaimed, his face becoming more agitated as he pulled on his leg, trying to get his foot unstuck from the toilet bowl.
to Phinks ‘ i do have one shelf in my room but it’s full of porcelain dolls with no faces, so. ’
Phinks just looked at Illumi and began blinking at him. The thought that the older Zoldyck had a doll collection was surprising to him, but the fact that the dolls had no faces... he could not say that he was surprised about that one. Illumi was a weird one and since he hung around Hisoka, the taller male did not like him very much either.
“How’s come they don’t have faces, did you cut them off because you were bored?” The blond asked. He was not really that interested, but he was at the same time. He did not take Illumi to be collecting porcelain dolls. That was something children did.
And Illumi was no child.
❝ It's functional. ❞ (Gon!)
“Are you.... sure about that?” Gon asked as he looked at the device. The country boy was pretty intelligent, but he had to admit that he was a bit behind in the times when it came to cellphones. So he had asked Kurapika for some help. And it had yet to be determined whether or not the other male had fixed it for him.
Wanting to see if that was definitely the case, Gon opened up the cellphone and was pleased to see that the screen had lit up. The short male had broken it while he was exploring through the forest and was worried that he would never get it fixed again.
“Thanks, Kurapika! You’re the best!”
——— BASICS! ♡
NAME! ♡ Soul PRONOUNS! ♡ She/Her ZODIAC SIGN! ♡ Aries TAKEN OR SINGLE! ♡ single
——— THREE FACTS! ♡
1! ♡ I can multi-task by writing, listening to music, having a full on convo and playing a game.
2! ♡ Not only am a fan of Anime or Cartoons, I am a huge Asian Drama fanatic and KPOP.
3! ♡ I am a huge computer nerd.
——— EXPERIENCE! ♡
PLATFORMS USED! ♡ The first platform I ever roleplayed on was MSN. Now I use tumblr and discord. And that’s about it.
——— MUSE PREFERENCE! ♡
GENDER! ♡ i’ve always had an easier time writing male characters idk why but i’m trying to write more female ones too.
LEAST FAVOURITE FACE(S)! ♡ I could really care less what you use.
MULTI OR SINGLE! ♡ I appreciate both, tbh. I love having a multi so that I can transition through characters better. However, I also love having a single blog so that I can focus on one thing as well. It depends on my mood. But all in all, I support both.
FLUFF / ANGST / SMUT! ♡ I love both angst and fluff! I am not super huge on smut, but I am not against writing it. As long as both mun and muse are of age.
PLOT / MEMES! ♡ I love both. Memes are easy to start out with, but sometimes I find plotting to be easier. That way we have something to work off of. Speaking of which, if you are ever wanting to plot, hmu!
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consacravi:
Scrawny. Ungainly. Belligerent despite being held at a potentially tragic disadvantage. This one was native, if not rejected shortly after birth. “Give your name and origin.” he repeated, unrest absent from his tone. More eyes targeted the bundle tucked beneath his arm, but he appeared utterly indifferent.
Phinks. One letter away from the mythical beast encountered in an ancient culture’s mythology. The remainder of his background assumptions were proven correct. “I’m not going to kill you here, Phinks.” Without so much as keeping his knife unsheathed, he cut short their one-sided struggle and turned to continue journeying toward a temporary camp.
“You’re welcome to follow me. However,” Three hours before nightfall. They could make it with thirty-five minutes of leftover daylight, presuming his lagger wouldn’t attempt another unsuccessful mugging. “You should be aware that I never spare something twice.”
Phinks looked up at the man, blinking in plain curiosity. It was strange how the other man had spared his life. He wanted to ask so many questions. Who was he? Why was he spared? However, the Egyptian knew that if he wanted some answers, the best course of action was to follow this man.
If he didn’t... there was no telling what might happen to him.
Rising to his feet, Phinks grumbled as he walked after the man, looking him over from head to toe once more. “Erm, thanks, mister...” He added in awkwardly, not sure what else there was to say since the man did not even bother to introduce himself. It was strange, but what was stranger still was that the taller male was following the other after being threatened to be killed.
It made him both annoyed and surprised at himself.
musetory:
feitan watched that smirk play upon the other teen’s features and his scowl only depended. he was expecting phinks to keep at it, as many had before him, to underestimate the transmuter because of his height. the many that had in the past often faced his wrath for it and he wasn’t going to let something like this go unpunished. fights were against the rules, yes, but that didn’t mean he could knock some sense into the other.
instead, he was met with something akin to what felt like acknowledgement. it was like the other understood the unspoken rule that feitan was dangerous when angered. even so when not. and had decided to not push his luck. that wasn’t what feitan was use to, but he could respect it and he did as he looked over this phinks as he spoke out his name, sizing him up rather obviously.
some of the tension left his shoulders before the rest of him followed, but still carried himself in a way that left him able to respond to a threat in a moment’s notice. that was all that it would take for someone to take advantage as he had experienced in the past. now he had the power to protect himself and he would do that with all of his might. not being further challenged on this left him feeling more agreeable to the other.
“and looks like.. you’re alright, too… phinks.”
It was interesting, how someone so short could pose as such a threat. However, Phinks should know better that height had nothing to do with someone’s capabilities. He had witnessed that first-hand, not just his meeting with Feitan, but with another gang member beforehand. And the member had been a female. She had put up quite a gallant fight.
Sensing that the tension within the room had settled for the moment, Phinks began to relax as well. There was no need to keep up the murderous aura now that the two of them had introduced each other. The taller male knew his place and obviously Feitan knew his as well.
Looking around the room, the taller male stepped forward just a bit, taking in his surroundings. This would be his new home and new life. Chrollo had filled him in on the rules and how things would work. However, he also knew that the man liked to vanish at times. So there would be days where all of them were alone. But he had no idea as to what would happen during those times.
“Say...” The taller male spoke up, gearing his head toward the shorter male’s direction, a playful look upon his face. “....for some reason something tells me that we should test out each other’s strength. You know... make a game out of it. What do you say? The first mission we take on anyway.”
killuvolts:
ϟ. “Pfft, just you try and make me!” He’s turned to face his friend, walking backwards now with that mischievous cat-like grin. Some of Killua’s vices had yet to elude him–the candy was here to stay!
Gon catching onto Killua’s lessened stride has him scoffing, embarrassment resurfacing. “I wasn’t doing it for you!” He dishonestly protests, trying to play it off. He turns back to face the front, moving just a teensy-tiny bit quicker. “It’d do you good to take it easy, though. You don’t want to be stuck in recovery any longer, do you???”
He ends up leading Gon towards first diner they encounter–Killua’s enthusiasm revitalized when he sees what’s being advertised in the window. He rushes on in. “C’mon, Gon!”
Gon found amusement in Killua’s embarrassment. He knew better than to believe that the boy had not slowed down for him. Because he knew that the other had. Which was nice. It was nice knowing that he had someone that cared about him, other than his Aunt and Grandma.
Killua was truly his most precious friend.
Shaking his head, he cracks another smile that turned into a full on grin and then a laugh as Killua excitedly leads him into a diner. “Someone is excited!” He cheered, the enhancer becoming just as excited and walked into the diner as well. The smell of wonderful foods wafted through his nose and he let out a sigh of happiness.
Yes, this was nice.
“Come on, Killua!” This time it was Gon’s turn to lead as he reaches forward and grabs his friend’s wrist, pulling him toward a table so that the two of them could sit down and order. He was starving! And the smells of delicious food was not settling his rumbling stomach.
She’s beauty
She’s grace
She broke an 8 million yen vase