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A surely strange M!A list
Anon determines duration!
Split - Your muse’s soul and body has been split into numerous versions of the muse, each with a different part of the muse’s personality. Anon determines how many and what pieces of the muse’s personality.
Cruel Contract - Your muse is granted a magic related to one desire of their choosing. In return, your muse’s soul has been crystallized outside of the muse’s body. The muse cannot be more than 100 meters from the crystal else they lose control of the body and someone else must bring the crystal back to them. Damaging the crystal causes harm to the muse’s soul, and shattering it will kill them until the time duration is up.
True Shadow - The muse’s shadow has been given form. This shadow represents everything the muse keeps hidden from the world and even themselves— everything they hate and every secret desire. Looking at the shadow disgusts the muse, but injuring it brings harm to them as well.
Curse of Stone - The muse has been cursed and turned into a stone statue. They cannot speak, but they can move one one condition: they can only move when no one is looking at them. Parts can be broken off the muse, however whether or not they return upon the spell ending is up to the mun.
Hosting Mind — ( for muses that have more than one soul possessing the body such as a demon possession) The second soul that was not the original host is given a body of their own. The body is connected to the host’s in an ethereal way, but takes the ideal form of the second soul. — ( for muses without a second soul/possession ) The muse’s mind has picked up a hitchhiker, and is now hosting a second conscience of the mun’s choosing— a demon, or a new soul entirely.
Miraculous Touch of Cataclysm - Your muse’s dominant hand has become a force of destruction, while their non-dominant hand is a force of renual and life. Anything your muse touches with their dominant hand will be destroyed in one way or another, while their non-dominant hand will reverse said destruction. To activate the magic, the muse must touch the object or person with all five fingers.
Alchemical Balance - The muse has gained the ability to transmute one substance into another at will, however in return for this power they lose a part of themselves— be it an arm, leg, or sense. The anon chooses what is lost.
Worst Nightmare - The muse now has a figure they truly fear from their past following them around! This figure wants the muse in order to feed on their fear and suffering, and will stop at nothing to capture and keep them.
Face of Madness - A mask has been affixed to the muse’s face, and cannot be removed until the time is up or under circumstances the sender specifies. This mask forces the afflicted muse into a crazed state of rage, and slowly turns them into a monster. They will attack anything with a pulse, and will not stop unless subdued.
Weathered Emotions - The muse’s emotions now effect the weather wherever they are. They can create anything from small clouds and twisters to massive storms, but these phenomenon’s are dependent entirely on what they feel.
List is prone to updates!!
A blond, slender male walks down the street with a book in his hands dressed in a gothic punk style hair in a tight bun.
*he is handing out flyers to people, getting pushed out shoved by some but he didn't seem to care*
The blond noticed the flyer taking it and muttered a thanks when *splash* water drip down the blond head " oh shoot I was aiming for the clown behind ya." A person said with a now empty cup..
The blond took a breath slam the book closed before he punch the person in the gut.
" Huh...sorry I was aiming for the wall behind you" he hissed.
*he noticed this, chuckling then crossing his arms*
The blond whipped his head around and looked at the clown in green, " You good?" he asked as he went to get water out of his shirt, " don't let those jerks get to ya, alright?" he added with a huff and a glare at the person who threw the water at him.
Eyeliner dripping down his cheeks.
believe me I am not upset or bothered dear one~ but thank anyway. Aww but you are wet now. Do you have a cloth to dry off?
" sadly no." The blond huffed " and my place is being redecorate so I can't go home. " Natsume rolled his heterochromia eyes.
A blond, slender male walks down the street with a book in his hands dressed in a gothic punk style hair in a tight bun.
*he is handing out flyers to people, getting pushed out shoved by some but he didn't seem to care*
The blond noticed the flyer taking it and muttered a thanks when *splash* water drip down the blond head " oh shoot I was aiming for the clown behind ya." A person said with a now empty cup..
The blond took a breath slam the book closed before he punch the person in the gut.
" Huh...sorry I was aiming for the wall behind you" he hissed.
*he noticed this, chuckling then crossing his arms*
The blond whipped his head around and looked at the clown in green, " You good?" he asked as he went to get water out of his shirt, " don't let those jerks get to ya, alright?" he added with a huff and a glare at the person who threw the water at him.
Eyeliner dripping down his cheeks.
A blond, slender male walks down the street with a book in his hands dressed in a gothic punk style hair in a tight bun.
*he is handing out flyers to people, getting pushed out shoved by some but he didn't seem to care*
The blond noticed the flyer taking it and muttered a thanks when *splash* water drip down the blond head " oh shoot I was aiming for the clown behind ya." A person said with a now empty cup..
The blond took a breath slam the book closed before he punch the person in the gut.
" Huh...sorry I was aiming for the wall behind you" he hissed.
` * 𝐈𝐍𝐉𝐔𝐑𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐃 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 : a mix of dialogue and action prompts. sent "+ reverse" to reverse the roles.
𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 :
➔ you're gonna be okay , just keep your eyes on me. ➔ don't move - you're going to make it worse. ➔ it's not that bad. ➔ you saved me once before , now it's my turn. ➔ you fucking idiot , you weren't supposed to take the hit for me. ➔ i told you not to do that! now look! ➔ you're lucky that i know basic first aid , or you'd be dead! ➔ stay with me, okay? stay awake. ➔ i'll be as gentle as i can be , i promise. ➔ you're bleeding - oh my god , you're bleeding. ➔ you told me it was a scratch , this is not a fucking scratch! ➔ there's so much blood. ➔ next time you want to play here , just don't. ➔ stop fighting me and let me help! ➔ you're banned from doing anything remotely dangerous. ➔ you could have died , what were you thinking? ➔ if you die on me , i'm going to be pissed off. ➔ you didn't have to be so reckless just to prove a fucking point. ➔ the wound will heal but you'll have a scar.
𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 :
[ carry ] sender carries receivers muse to safety after finding them injured. [ stitch ] sender stitches receivers wound. [ hand ] sender holds receivers hand during a painful procedure. [ wound ] sender cleans receivers wounds with gentle and shaky hands. [ panic ] sender panics while trying to stop receiver's bleeding. [ patch ] sender patches receiver up using makeshift materials (i.e. torn shirt). [ fire ] sender drags receiver out of a burning building. [ pressure ] sender puts deep pressure on receivers wound while yelling for help. [ mouth ] sender gives receiver mouth-to-mouth resuscitation. [ change ] sender helps receiver change out of bloodied clothes. [ wash ] sender helps wash dried blood off of receivers face. [ shower ] sender helps receiver shower after an injury. [ broken ] sender tries to stabilize receivers broken limb with rope and sticks.
✦ ⋆ 𖤓 ⋆ ✦ 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐎𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐕𝐄 ··· a collection of injuries tended in silence, pain worn like armour, the intimacy of being seen at your worst. genre: hurt and comfort, angst, romance, drama.
• You're bleeding through your shirt. Don't tell me you're fine. • How long have you been walking around like this? • I'm not going to hurt you. I just need to see how bad it is. • You should have told me the moment it happened. • Hold still. I mean it. Hold still. • This is going to sting. Bite down on something if you need to. • You've been hiding this for days, haven't you. • Who did this to you? I need you to tell me who did this. • Stop being brave for five minutes and let me help you. • I've seen worse. I've also seen men die from worse, so let me look at it. • I found the bandages in the trash. You want to explain that? • Don't you dare apologize for bleeding on me. • Your hands are cold. That's not a good sign. • I'm not angry. I'm terrified. There's a difference. • Come into the light. Let me see your face. • You should have stitches. I know you won't go. So sit down and let me do what I can. • You're white as a sheet and still trying to stand up straight. • I could hear you in the night. I didn't say anything. I'm saying something now. • Don't look at it if it makes it worse. Just look at me. • It's not weak to let someone see you hurt. • You came to me. Of all the places you could have gone, you came here. • Lay back. You're not getting up until the color comes back to your face. • I'm not going to ask what happened. Not yet. First let me fix what I can. • You've been holding your left side since you walked in. Think I didn't notice? • This is going to leave a mark. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. • I've patched up a lot of people in my time. None of them scared me like you do right now. • You could have died out there. You could have died and I would have been the last person to know. • Sleep. I'll be right here when you wake up. I'm not going anywhere. • You're allowed to make a sound. Nobody's watching. • I need you to stay awake for me. Just a little longer. Talk to me. • You're lucky the cut wasn't deeper. • Stop apologizing for needing help. Stop it right now. • I've seen what it looks like when someone's used to this. That's what scares me most about you. • Tell me your name. Tell me what day it is. Stay with me. • You're going to be alright. I promise you. • You went back out there after this? With this? • Nobody takes care of you, do they? That ends tonight. • I've been gentle with you. I need you to be honest with me in return. • You're safe now. You're here, you're safe, and I've got you. Just breathe.
Things said by my roommates sentence starters
And occasionally me. Feel free to adjust as needed.
"It should have been me" "You can be gay and ace" "I live with guys. Burps don't get excused - they get scored" "Hold the fuck up. It's me. I'm the fuck up" "You can't outrun the hug" "Now I want pancakes" "I'm having a lot of feelings right now" "Does the fuck up need to do the holding?" "Was I stupid" "If you want a treat you have to come side questing. Those are the rules" "Do you need a fuck up?" "Don't die" "I'm angry for you" "I was about to say it's fine... but it's not fine" "I'm having a lot of feelings about vampires" "My roommate lives in fear of the day I ever buy a bookshelf" "The cat has the same expression as you" "I was watching. I blinked and then it was morning" "God has abandoned you.... for curry" "It's the economy he should be worried about" "I can't believe that tanked the economy" "I'm crying over old man yaoi" "Curse you for making the microwave smell delicious" "After this I can take a nap" "Cut to... Bangs" "I watched a cabin for twelve hours" "I need someone to hold my hand" "What in the My Immortal?" "Well things are about to get a whole lot more.... exhausting" "Have you seen the demon photo?" "Around you.... I feel more like myself" "I need to get my BLANK working" "The lemon pickup has arrived" "Are you having feelings" "You are lucky I'm not on the floor screaming right now" "I survived my nap" "How am I expected to be functional after that"
My own magic anon list for any of my muses:
Send 🐾 to turn them into a animal
Send 🍼 to turn them into a baby
Send 👿 to make them possessed
Send 🖍 to send them into a drawing
Send 🌸 to give them Hanahaki disease
Send 🪨 to turn them to stone
Send 😍 to put a love serum on them
Send 🤒 to make them sick
Send ⚡️ to swap there personalities
Send 🧸 to make them a young child again
Send ❄ to freeze them
Send 🧪 to give them truth serum
Send ❔️ to hypnotize them
Send 🔇 to mute them
Send 🎎 to turn them into a doll or marketable plushie
Send ❌️ to make them lose memory
Send ❗️ to swap there genders
Send 👁 to make them blind
Send ⁉️ to make them into a random au version of themselves
Send ✨ to do something random
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“Can you lift me for a second?”
-yogirt to natsume @sky-full-of-muses
" oh uh sure." Natsume said lifting the small demon up " how this?" He asked.
Blinking his heterochromia eyes.
"it's fine! Thank you!" Tries to open cupboard
"wow your kitchen is huge!"
"Oh, uh, thanks, it helps, I guess that I like to cook sometimes, and maybe bake too, more cooking space equals more mess, sadly." Natsume chuckled .
"So what do you need if ya don't mind me asking."
"I want to cook something for Satan, and I heard you got a big enough kitchen." "Even human sized!"
Natsume chuckled, " Oh, I see, what's the occasion? "Natsume asked, 'It was kind for some noble to take pity on me, but I feel bad that I can't pay them back,' He thought.
"I see." Trying to open the cupboard still, fluttering his wings fast "you really should pay them back...just saying...that sounds dangerous.." "Satan's been upset about something lately so I'll cook him something.."
" I supposed..but each time I offer any form of repayment I get stone walled." He sighed before he went to help " and he been in a bad mood? What caused it if you don't mind me asking. " Natsume said as he climbed up the counter top to open it.
"well...it's complicated... something about 2 of the goetia fighting.." "it's bad.." :(
" hm? Two goetia? " Natsume open the cabinet door " I only heard of one of them but their two? " Natsume muttered as he looked at the small imp(?).
" and what they fighting about?" He added.
"I don't remember. I don't want to be involved too much in master Satan's things. He's the judge. Having to deal with stuff like this is normal for him. It has nothing to do with me though."
"Oh...I see.." Natsume muttered as he got stuff down, "so what are we making or what you making if you don't mind me helping." he said as he held the ingredients full in his arms.
"Does he have a sweet tooth or he want something savory?" he asked.
"he does enjoy cake I think? But he likes spicy things more."
" how about spice cake?" Natsume suggested as he looked at the cake box mix " or I can make a spicy Korean rice cake call tteokbokki it pretty spicy. " Natsume said
"oh! Hmm ..he likes meat actually so ....spicy steak? Is that a thing?"
"Hmm, yeah, I think so gonna need garlic and..hot sauces and ..oh what else." Natsume muttered as he open a cook book.
“Can you lift me for a second?”
-yogirt to natsume @sky-full-of-muses
" oh uh sure." Natsume said lifting the small demon up " how this?" He asked.
Blinking his heterochromia eyes.
"it's fine! Thank you!" Tries to open cupboard
"wow your kitchen is huge!"
"Oh, uh, thanks, it helps, I guess that I like to cook sometimes, and maybe bake too, more cooking space equals more mess, sadly." Natsume chuckled .
"So what do you need if ya don't mind me asking."
"I want to cook something for Satan, and I heard you got a big enough kitchen." "Even human sized!"
Natsume chuckled, " Oh, I see, what's the occasion? "Natsume asked, 'It was kind for some noble to take pity on me, but I feel bad that I can't pay them back,' He thought.
"I see." Trying to open the cupboard still, fluttering his wings fast "you really should pay them back...just saying...that sounds dangerous.." "Satan's been upset about something lately so I'll cook him something.."
" I supposed..but each time I offer any form of repayment I get stone walled." He sighed before he went to help " and he been in a bad mood? What caused it if you don't mind me asking. " Natsume said as he climbed up the counter top to open it.
"well...it's complicated... something about 2 of the goetia fighting.." "it's bad.." :(
" hm? Two goetia? " Natsume open the cabinet door " I only heard of one of them but their two? " Natsume muttered as he looked at the small imp(?).
" and what they fighting about?" He added.
"I don't remember. I don't want to be involved too much in master Satan's things. He's the judge. Having to deal with stuff like this is normal for him. It has nothing to do with me though."
"Oh...I see.." Natsume muttered as he got stuff down, "so what are we making or what you making if you don't mind me helping." he said as he held the ingredients full in his arms.
"Does he have a sweet tooth or he want something savory?" he asked.
"he does enjoy cake I think? But he likes spicy things more."
" how about spice cake?" Natsume suggested as he looked at the cake box mix " or I can make a spicy Korean rice cake call tteokbokki it pretty spicy. " Natsume said
“Can you lift me for a second?”
-yogirt to natsume @sky-full-of-muses
" oh uh sure." Natsume said lifting the small demon up " how this?" He asked.
Blinking his heterochromia eyes.
"it's fine! Thank you!" Tries to open cupboard
"wow your kitchen is huge!"
"Oh, uh, thanks, it helps, I guess that I like to cook sometimes, and maybe bake too, more cooking space equals more mess, sadly." Natsume chuckled .
"So what do you need if ya don't mind me asking."
"I want to cook something for Satan, and I heard you got a big enough kitchen." "Even human sized!"
Natsume chuckled, " Oh, I see, what's the occasion? "Natsume asked, 'It was kind for some noble to take pity on me, but I feel bad that I can't pay them back,' He thought.
"I see." Trying to open the cupboard still, fluttering his wings fast "you really should pay them back...just saying...that sounds dangerous.." "Satan's been upset about something lately so I'll cook him something.."
" I supposed..but each time I offer any form of repayment I get stone walled." He sighed before he went to help " and he been in a bad mood? What caused it if you don't mind me asking. " Natsume said as he climbed up the counter top to open it.
"well...it's complicated... something about 2 of the goetia fighting.." "it's bad.." :(
" hm? Two goetia? " Natsume open the cabinet door " I only heard of one of them but their two? " Natsume muttered as he looked at the small imp(?).
" and what they fighting about?" He added.
"I don't remember. I don't want to be involved too much in master Satan's things. He's the judge. Having to deal with stuff like this is normal for him. It has nothing to do with me though."
"Oh...I see.." Natsume muttered as he got stuff down, "so what are we making or what you making if you don't mind me helping." he said as he held the ingredients full in his arms.
"Does he have a sweet tooth or he want something savory?" he asked.
“Can you lift me for a second?”
-yogirt to natsume @sky-full-of-muses
" oh uh sure." Natsume said lifting the small demon up " how this?" He asked.
Blinking his heterochromia eyes.
"it's fine! Thank you!" Tries to open cupboard
"wow your kitchen is huge!"
"Oh, uh, thanks, it helps, I guess that I like to cook sometimes, and maybe bake too, more cooking space equals more mess, sadly." Natsume chuckled .
"So what do you need if ya don't mind me asking."
"I want to cook something for Satan, and I heard you got a big enough kitchen." "Even human sized!"
Natsume chuckled, " Oh, I see, what's the occasion? "Natsume asked, 'It was kind for some noble to take pity on me, but I feel bad that I can't pay them back,' He thought.
"I see." Trying to open the cupboard still, fluttering his wings fast "you really should pay them back...just saying...that sounds dangerous.." "Satan's been upset about something lately so I'll cook him something.."
" I supposed..but each time I offer any form of repayment I get stone walled." He sighed before he went to help " and he been in a bad mood? What caused it if you don't mind me asking. " Natsume said as he climbed up the counter top to open it.
"well...it's complicated... something about 2 of the goetia fighting.." "it's bad.." :(
" hm? Two goetia? " Natsume open the cabinet door " I only heard of one of them but their two? " Natsume muttered as he looked at the small imp(?).
" and what they fighting about?" He added.