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Indie Raguna from Rune Factory 1 & Frontier || Private, Selective || Multi-Usual || Farmer, Fighter, Friend || Written by a BEAR

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                              This blog is now archived!

Raguna can now be found over at my multimuse at @dcviated​ with several other great canon muses as well as oddball OCs! Thanks for the interest!

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                              This blog is now archived!

Raguna can now be found over at my multimuse at @dcviated​ with several other great canon muses as well as oddball OCs! Thanks for the interest!

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So, I decided I will be moving Raguna over to my multi-muse. I’ve talked with a few peeps and floated the idea and feedback overall was mixed. But ultimately with writing energy and doing prompts and the like it just ends up being easier for me to have him in the collective with the other muses.

That said, the timeline of the move... will be a long one depending on how I handle it. HIs verse page will either be ported as-is or rewritten in a doc with his bio sheet kinda like I have Malkuth and Eira. A lot of things to be decided. I’m also in no rush as I move into a gaming splurge.

As far as threads go, I may either keep or drop things depending on how other people feel about current status of the threads. Please discuss with me if you want to keep active threads going. I currently have drafts and responses for a few peeps. @karnakian​ is still getting a response to that hug one way or another. Best believe it. Currently no plans to drop but anyone who’s ready to start fresh with something may find this as a damn good opportunity.

So Raguna is now on @dcviated​ (once I add links). I’ll be tracking activity on this blog for awhile until it’s all over. Once this draft box is empty the blog will be archived.

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Rune Factory Frontier: Trampoli’s Windmills

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@karnakian lionfish are pretty cool

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@karnakian not much dude hbu

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@karnakian​ sent:  go wheat boy go

“…”

“Why don’t you go hunt and gather some more friends, Leon?”

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BE MY VALENTINE! prompts || [ open ]

@atimelesslullaby​ sent:  “I once believed love would be burning red, but it’s golden.”

“Golden, huh? I wonder about that.” Raguna chuckles after setting a platter of pastries onto the table. Just another piece of doing his part to prepare for the upcoming festival in Castle Town. A quick visual inspection is made of each danish and tart before a smiling face meets the warmth of the princess’s. Sure, there was plenty of sugar and color in the tray he had left behind, but it could be argued there was a vividness and sweetness that couldn’t be matched in both her demeanor and eyes. She really was something!

“I think love... has a lot of colors, probably. Because love can be so many different things. It’s changing. From the books I’ve read and the people I’ve met it flows like a river and grows like the mountains and stretches out like the fields. Uh-- haha! That sounded a little poetic... I didn’t even mean that. But it still feels right. If it had a color, I think love would be something bright. Because above all else it lights up people’s lives.”

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If the chance presents itself, you should always surprise Raguna with a kissu.

[karnakian]

anyway.   rune  factory

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valentine’s applications || [ open ]

@hcnkaibrainrot​ sent: 

Name: Noelle

Age: 20

Do you like to cuddle?: It's a guilty pleasure of mine, honestly... You probably don't know, but I've won a couple of oversized toys from local festivals before, and they make good sleepmates, hehe..

Can we make-out?: Ehe.. I don't think it'd hurt, right? Just make sure I'm not in my work clothes beforehand.

A night in or dinner out?: Either is fine, but your cooking's so heavenly that I'd love to just spend a quiet evening alone with you..! If that's alright, I mean.

Ice cream or chocolate covered strawberries?: I feel like there's a deeper meaning to this question.. but, chocolate-covered strawberries for sure.

What makes you a good Valentine?: I'm very dependable. I don't have to bring up the mall santa or charity kitchen, do I?

Would you cook for me?: I'd make you the best dish I could manage!

Would you let me cook for you?: I'd probably skip lunch if that were the case, your food's so filling..~ But I wouldn't want to overwork you at all, though I wouldn't mind..

And underneath the slip that Sirin had left in a desperate huff for attention was an identical form, with a completely different set of answers. Which is to say they were answers and from a woman that Raguna was actually very interested in. At seeing Noelle had left one of these for him as well the worker nearly jumps in surprise. A strike of lightning that jumps through his veins as surprise burns into excitement and lights up his face brighter than a neon sign.

A Valentine’s date with Noelle--!!! Who wouldn’t want something like that? Raguna isn’t sure he’d want to meet them. But then, if he met people who also wanted dates with Noelle things could get dangerous too, couldn’t they? Then there were the oversized toys she mentioned. There’s a temporary spark of possessiveness that flits in his mind at the concept, one quenched (for now) by the flow of words that Noelle had left for him (just him!!) to read in that soft neat script.

“I’m probably smiling like an idiot right now.” He muses aloud, also noting the way his fingers dragged down the inked paper sheet. It wasn’t just his smile that was dumb, was it? Him in general- so smitten with this woman. Maybe it was because they were similar, both working hard for others. Or maybe it was the way she did it. The warmth. The honesty. Raguna takes a breath in, his eyes having gone back to the suggestion of making out with the silver-haired part time worker. She seemed okay with it, and... if they had a date and things went that way... he sure would be okay with it too.

“But, she looks really good in her work clothes...” He murmurs aloud, something he realizes immediately and claps his mouth shut again, a nervous glance around him. Hopefully, nobody heard that-- well, anyway. He will certainly accept this and make plans for what to cook for her. Overwork? Maybe. But it would be a dinner she wouldn’t forget! With a fitting dessert to boot!

“Just you wait. You’ll love it.”

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valentine’s applications || [ open ]

@hcnkaibrainrot​ sent: Name: Sirin Age: Do you like to cuddle?: Can we make-out?: A night in or dinner out?: Ice cream or chocolate covered strawberries?: What makes you a good Valentine?: Would you cook for me?: Would you let me cook for you?: ffs answer your texts what are we doing for dinner tonight

For a second, Raguna was very confused. Not that this is anything outside the normal for the laborer to be taken off guard-- but this time it was very left field or outside of it or however that phrase went. Sirin sending in a valentine application?! That would be the last thing he wanted to have to deal with... she’s way too young!! Thank goodness it was blank outside of a complaint at the end.

Raguna looks at his phone after turning it on, several missed messages... that happened a lot. When he was busy he would leave it off so it didn’t interrupt him during a work day. That was rude for these things to go off in the middle of conversation! And with his luck? That happened a lot. For not being a very phone savvy person there were many who had his number and many more who would seek his input or assistance.

Wait a minute-

“What we’re doing for dinner? I think you mean what I’m doing ... and you’re partaking in. I really should try and get you to help now and then. It’d be a good skill for you to learn. It impresses people, you know. Ah well... better reply...” Raguna hums thoughtfully, tapping a few things in to the reply.

[Txt to:][Sirin]: Hello, Sirin. I got your message. Bacon wrapped chicken breasts with corn and potatoes.

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→ BE MY VALENTINE!

prompts to celebrate valentine’s day, with options for romantic or platonic. even the enemies can have some valentine’s fun.  ‘my muse’ meaning receiver’s muse! can also reverse if you’d like. 

🌷 to kiss my muse

💖 to confess attraction to my muse 

🍫 to give my muse a box of chocolates

🌹 to give my muse flowers

🧸 to give my muse a giant teddy bear

🍷 to invite my muse to dinner 

✨ to go stargazing with my muse

☕ for our muses to have coffee together

🌈 for our muses to dance together

🌼 for my muse to compliment your muse

🥀 for my muse to confess a secret

🍒 for your muse to tie a cherry stem with their tongue

🦢 for my muse to talk about someone they love 

🔪 for my muse to threaten your muse 

🖤 for my muse to reject your muse

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“Be my valentine?”

“Would you be so kind as to fall in love with me?”

“Darling, you’re the one I want.”

“This is no time for confessing.“

“You know, darling, you bring out the worst in me.”

“If you’re free tonight, maybe we could spend some time together.”

“I know I’ve kissed you before, but I didn’t do it right. Can I try again?”

“I hate Valentine’s Day.” 

“I love you— ain’t that the worst thing you ever heard?”

“You have my whole heart.”

“I hope I never lose you.”

“All the good in me is because of you.“

“If I could give you the moon, I would.”

“Eat your heart out.”

“We both have our rabid hearts.”

“I thought maybe we would kiss tonight.”

“You’re not the person I wanted to see today.”

“I love everybody because I love you.” 

“Do you want company?”

“Nobody fucks me like me.”

“Can we always be this close?”

“Please don’t say you love me.”

“I once believed love would be burning red, but it’s golden.” 

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valentine's applications || [ open ]

@twinxmasters submitted:

Name: Illya Age: 18 Do you like to cuddle?: Oh yes! Can we make-out?: ...No. A night in or dinner out?: In. For reasons. Ice cream or chocolate covered strawberries?: Ice cream! What makes you a good Valentine?: Difficult to disappoint. Devoted. Has probably already killed for you. Would you cook for me?: She'd... try. Would you let me cook for you?: Implying Raguna needs to be asked first.

"Haha, while I definitely wouldn't mind cooking for miss Illya again... what was that about killing for me? Can she not do that?! It's not necessary and I'd rather she not. Other than that... I'm surprised she's interested, but I wouldn't be against spending the evening with her. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't at the least interested in her too. She's interesting to talk with." Raguna chuckles, a light brush of a finger against his cheek before humming in light thought.

"I'm pretty sure I push how much she's able to tolerate when it comes to disappointment. At least when it comes to my cooking I'm pretty sure I haven't done so yet." Or his hugging abilities.

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Raguna looks best wearing: 

① Factory clothes.　 ② Humourous Shirts.　 ③ Leaf skirt.

“Wait, what was with that last one?” He was on board with the first two...

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"Don't drink the water."

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@snowbelled​ sent:  Is she going to cuddle Operator Citrine? Of course, she is. Mayhaps, if he listens rather closely, he might hear Pramanix purring slightly.

I mean, why wouldn’t you cuddle with him? Citrine isn’t so much soft by many measures, but there’s an undeniable warmth about him. Perhaps it’s the nature of his oripathy, or his lineage as a Draco that lays forgotten in the cloud of his amnesia, but being against him is like having your own personal heater. As a feline, why wouldn’t Pramanix take advantage of such a wonderful scenario?

It’s not as if the recipient in this case minds. Are you kidding? Sure, Citrine is surprised when he finds himself latched onto, but that emotion quickly gives way to a comfort of his own. Limbs tangle and the saintess finds the give and succor she seeks as his arms loop back around her, chin resting against what fluffy hair remains after she cut it so short.

“So... do I let you sleep, or wake you up after about twenty minutes or so?” Citrine chuckles, humming softly as he gently sways the woman nestled in his arms.