苦いの王

Hein (ヘイン) Bitter King. ♕ OC - Roleplay. Read 'about'

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Magic!Anons

a small list of magic anons you should probably send me.

17 Again: Muse is in his/her 17 year old form.

Docilely Submissive: Muse becomes an adorable little sub for a specified amount of time, as obedient as a dog and as playful as a kitten. Anon may choose who for.

Temptation: For the next 3 days, the Muse will be haunted by a hooded figure tempting them with everything they ever wanted if the Muse just signs a contract. If the Muse give in, they will be a dark/evil version of themselves for a week. (If the Muse is already evil, they will just go insane)

Truth potion: Muse has to tell the truth about anything asked for an hour.

Hate: For 6 hours, your muse will do nothing but spout hateful comments to everyone. Whether they liked them originally or not.

Double Trouble: Muse has an exact copy of themself to deal with. Only the copy secretly wants to kill them.

Say You'll Haunt Me: Muse is a ghost, whom can only be seen if they want to be. Lasts 24 hours.

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."

Creepy Doll: The muse is starting to freak out, because wherever they go, whatever they do... there's always a creepy old doll following them. And whether it's a hallucination or not, they're starting to think that the doll might even be talking...

Afraid of Your Own Shadow: Muse is unnaturally skittish and afraid of everything around them.

Awkward Stage: Muse becomes a teenager. If Muse is already a teenager, they become an adult.

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Hein scoffed and pressed his lips to the rim of the empty glass he’d been holding. It had been empty for much longer than he would’ve liked, but he’d been lost in his own internal grumbling so much that he had barely realized. Neither had he realized just how hard his fingers pressed around the warm curved glass; his fingertips almost bone white from the pressure of the clutching. The party wasn’t bad, and neither was Hein’s mood. It just seemed to be one of those moments where he had to stop and observe, in two minds over whether he should continue to sit alone on the seemingly solo plastic chair that had been backed up against the wall, providing a view of the bustle, or to actually mingle like a regular guest. His tipsy mind wavered. Why was the new year such a momentous occasion anyway? What was so worth celebrating about a number on the end of the year changing from a 5 to a 6? All it seemed to mean to Hein was that the days and months would start all over again and at some point within the 365 days that followed he’d just get older.. Surely there was more to celebrate than this? It seemed unnecessary that stores closed for a day, it was impossible to get a cab until 3am due to 'busy services’ and 90% of bars required tickets to 'New Year’ events. All of that over the restarting of a calander year. So what? …Maybe another drink really was necessary.

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We must never confuse elegance with snobbery.

Yves Saint Laurent (via moran-sizna)

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MATSUMOTO Castle by Junichi HASHIMOTO

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