Eternal Beauty

Indie Lysandre RP Blog || Multiverse || Single Ship || Selectively OC Friendly || Selective || M/A: None

[roidefeu-blog]

Back from an Unexpected Hiatus

     So as a few of you that have interacted with my blogs in the past      will know, I disappear. I disappear a lot and I never really mean to!!      Unfortunately this means that i might not always be around or reply      in the best of time. This comes and goes with muses, but I’ll always      do my best. I do work two jobs so I tend to do this from time to time.      I know it’s a silly reason, but with the way my muses come and go I      can’t always be here. Here’s to a few more days of being around,      though.

[roidefeu-blog]

There is a rustle in the bushes....

     All right, dear. I’m going to say this once since this is a new blog     for me but not my first rodeo. I only rp with mutuals. I do not follow     people who do not have pages. I’m sorry if it seems rude but I am     highly selective of whom I interact with. So if this seems rude, I’m     sorry. But that’s in my blog’s description and rules. I’m sure you’ll     find many great rp partners and if I hear more about you later, I’ll give     you a chance. This goes to all without pages here as well.

[tigurin-deactivated20181024]

“I-I’m fine,” he said, unable to tear his wide eyes from the red-haired giant, “I just– I’m so sorry, I’m just– you’re so tall, s-sir…” Was that even a valid reason to be staring at the man as if he had two heads? Maybe not, but he couldn’t help it. “I mean, I know that I’m s-short, but you’re…”

[roidefeu-blog]

            “It is quite all right. I am aware that I am, ah... Rather       large.”  He cleared his throat, crouching down some to better       address the boy.  “Now then, mon petit... What is it that       brings you here?”

[thegreatandpowerfulmaxie-blog]

“It’s simple really, I would not be getting rid of the entire sea, only some of it, enough to make more landmass.” Maxie explained, adjusting his glasses.

[roidefeu-blog]

            “I... Suppose.  But does destroying something beautiful       really serve a purpose?”  He hummed to himself, shaking his       head. “All such dreams are... I do not think on them anymore.”

[thefrenchprofessor-blog]

“How…How cuuuuuute!” He smiles happily and moves closer, hugging the taller man close to him. “Ah, you can only rhyme! Your truly poetic side will shine through. I am sure it will not be so difficult.”

[roidefeu-blog]

            “I refute!  Mon amour, this is most certainly not       cute.  Annoying to me is the word I would use.  You       see, mon cher, this is not something that I would       really choose.”  The rhymes roll off his tongue without       much trouble.  A shame that there’s still so much left       to the magic’s time bubble.

[roidefeu-blog]

@thefrenchprofessor liked this post

            “Mon amour...       In case you have heard I am not sure.       I cannot help but to speak in rhyme.       And before this ends there is still so much time...”       He half grumbles as the words flow from him.       How dare some anon do this on a whim!

[thegreatandpowerfulmaxie-blog]

“Not destroy the sea, just expand the landmass. Provide more land for humans and pokemon to grow.” Maxie corrects him.

[roidefeu-blog]

            “I am... Not sure that I can see much of a difference there,       monsieur.  But I suppose we all have our goals.”  He stares       down yet, an eyebrow arched.

[roidefeu-blog]

     mutuals like this post to get a tiny starter with rhyming Lys

[roidefeu-blog]

M!A: Poet In Hiding

Poet In Hiding:Muse can only speak in rhyme.

     just going to say that this one lasts the next three hours and     only on threads started after this one!

            “Mon dieu, what have you done?      This is not going to be fun...”

[thegreatandpowerfulmaxie-blog]

“All the way in Kalos huh? Not bad.” Maxie smirked. “Indeed, my name is Maxie. And what is your’s?”

[roidefeu-blog]

            “Ah. So then you must be the one who wanted       to... What was it? Destroy the sea, non?”  He stared       down, still impassive as he watched the other.

[roidefeu-blog]

m!a list

Amount of time specified by anon for all unless specified

Cuddle: Muse just wants to cuddle.

Fade Away: Your muse is starting to fade away, becoming more and more transparent as time goes on. The only thing that can save them is a kiss.

Mute: The muse's voice is gone. No matter how hard they try, a word won't come out.

Trouble: The muse is having difficulty breathing.

Accident: The muse has a terrible accident (accident specified by anon or my mun/mod) and may not survive. Whether or not the muse survives is up to mun/mod.

Toddler: Muse is four years old.

Hallucinating: The muse is hallucinating. Anon specifies who or what the muse sees.

Gender Switch: Muse turns into the opposite gender.

Noises: The muse keeps hearing a weird noise in their head that won't go away.

Emotional: Muse gets very, very emotional.

Inked: Muse decides to get a tattoo.

Sakura: Muse will act all shy around (Anon decides) for 10 Hours.

Cough: Muse will be ill for 4 Hours.

Remember: Muse will suffer Memory Loss for 2 Days.

Phobia: Muse is terribly afraid of something or someone (Anon specifies) for 3 hours.

Noise: Muse will say everything they think, lasts for a day.

Answer: Muse will have to answer anything that is asked of him/her truthfully, lasts 4 hours.

Obsession: Muse will be obsessed with ______ (Anon specifies) for the next 7 hours.

Reverse: Muse’s personality will be extremely opposite for (Anon decides)

Confess: Muse has to confess something they think of or feel toward anyone they speak to each time they speak to them for the next 5 hours.

Slave: Muse becomes a maid or butler to _______ (Anon decides) for 4 hours.

Gone: Muse loses _____ (Mun decides something or someone important) for 6 hours.

Nightmare: Muse is plagued with horrific images and scenes both in sleeping and in waking.

Alarm: Muse keeps hearing an alarm go off but cannot figure out where for the next 3 hours.

NSFW: Muse is naked and any clothes they try to put on or objects to cover up turn invisible for (Anon decides).

Whipped Cream: Muse wants everything with whipped cream on it for 3 hours.

Wish We Were Older: Muse is a child for 8 hours.

Just a Game: Muse believes everything is a game/competition for 5 hours.

Lurk: Muse will follow ______(Anon can specify who or what) for 4 hours.

Quiet: Muse has very sensitive hearing, and tries to do everything as quietly as possible. Regular speaking sounds like shouting.

Stuttering: You have an irresistibly cute stutter for (Anon decides)

T-shirt: You can wear nothing but a t-shirt for (Anon specifies)

Cat: You've become what is commonly known as a couch-potato and nothing will convince you to stop being lazy.

Lost: You're lost in the least likely place for you to ever get lost and you simply can't find your way back without help. Lasts for 2 hours.

Garden: Muse becomes plantlike, wanting to spend all of his/her time in the sun and needing lots of water.

Tightrope: Muse loses all sense of balance.

Sneeze: Muse is now allergic to something they spend a lot of time around (Anon decides what)

Brella: Muse now finds themselves believing their significant other/closest friend has disappeared from their life. Suddenly nothing seems as lively and interesting as it used to. If muse happens to come into contact with whomever they believe to be missing, they'll simply believe it's a ghost. Lasts for three days; anon decides who muse believes is gone.

Happiness: Your muse feels incredibly happy for a specified amount of time.

Depressed: Your muse is incredibly depressed and may even harbor suicidal thoughts for a specified amount of time.

Anger: Your muse is now only angry, they will be mad at anything and anyone that approaches them for a specified amount of time.

Emotional: Your muses emotions are now amplified, meaning they will have some "overreactions" to things for a specified amount of time. (Ex: Muse is angry, they will want to break stuff.)

Childish: Your muse will act extremely immature and behave like a child for a specified amount of time.

Love: Your muse is now madly in love with (Anon specifies what character) for a specified amount of time.

Mute Mun: Mun cannot speak. The Muse must speak for the Mun in OOC posts, tags, and such other forms of Mun communication for twelve hours. (Bonus: if the mun has a personal blog, their text posts will also be spoken for by the muse)

Opposite Muse: Role Play, for one day, a character the complete opposite of your current Muse. (Can be either from same fandom and OC or so or different fandom.)

Oh god no: Muse and Mun now do everything together for 3 days

Frozen to the Core: Muse becomes extremely cold natured and seeks any form of warmth.

?yako uoy erA: Muse is cursed to speak backwards.

Jack the Ripper: Muse has been attacked by something that obviously has no sense of mercy. They are beaten, bloody, and left for dead someplace abandoned. Lasts until someone comes to the rescue... Or finishes the job.

Just Shut Up!: Muse hears voices in their head. Anon can pick whose voice it is.

Shaking Hands: Muse is suddenly freezing cold and can’t stop shivering for (Anon specifies time)

Overprotective: Muse becomes obsessive of the person Anon chooses.

Afraid of Your Own Shadow: Muse is unnaturally skittish and afraid of everything around them for 24 hours.

Pretty Please: My Character must grant favours of anyone who asks. So long as they say please. (Anon decides duration)

Trapped!: Muse is locked away in a place specified by Anon until rescued or until specified time.

Itai, itai!: Muse is in constant pain.

Go home, Muse. You're Drunk.: Muse is confused easily and acts as though drunk.

Hot hot hot hot hot hot HOT!: Muse has uncontrollable hot flashes.

Fear is funny!: Whatever usually scares Muse, they now find funny.

H3H3: Muse is blind.

Colorful: Muse dyes their hair (color specified by anon) Washes out in two days.

Cravings: Muse has a sudden craving for the food of the Anon’s choice

Broken: Muse is mentally broken and upset with themselves to the point that they harm themselves for ____

Night: A wishing star! Anon gets to make a wish and muse has to accommodate it.

Leather: Muse must wear a leash and collar for three days. If another roleplayer sends this, they must be their slave for those three days. Be gentle with me...

Water: SHARKS! Muse becomes lost at sea for one week.

Black: Muse is blind for one week. Who turned out the lights?

Easy: Muse now has extreme difficulty doing something they are normally good at.

Poet In Hiding: Muse can only speak in rhyme.

[roidefeu-blog]

I want the K

Send me 'I want the K' and I'll generate a number

1 - hot steamy kiss

            Sometimes seeing his lover was almost too much for the man.      He would never be able to deny the magnetic pull from the other.      He was aware of the way he orbited him and the way he was always      felt that, with just the wrong move, he could collide with him.  And      that was where he found himself now.  Pulled in by his gravity, their      lips moving in a hot, wet slide as he pressed him to the wall.

      His hands roamed against his lover’s lithe body, never movingbeneath his clothing even as he tried for more contact.  His tonguetraced desperately against the seam of the other’s lips, his bodypractically double over as he tried to be closer.

                  He pulled out of the kiss panting, the only words leaving him, “mon            amour” and “ma biche” as he pressed soft kisses to his jaw and neck.

[roidefeu-blog]

Dear Sycamore (Post-X ending)

Send me "Dear ________" and I'll write a letter from my character addressed to that person.

The letter is left unopened on the other man’s desk, the only thing on the envelope an elegantly scripted Augustine as it waits for the other to see its tear stained contents...

Mon amour Mon ami,

By now you know that I am gone... And I know that you must think it cruel of me to have simply left as I did.  I have left you so that you could start again.  So that you can go on unburdened by the wrongs of my life and you may continue with your life.  I wish that I could have stayed, mon cher.  You mean the world to me even now, and I know that I must make everything up to everyone. I must atone for what I have done.

Even though I cannot be here with you... Even though I am gone.  Despite this, I hope that you now my heart still goes out to you.  I will always be there in spirit.  It is why I left Tuteur with you.  He will guide you to me when the time comes and he will keep you safe from what he can.

I am sorry Augustine that I could never say the words aloud to you.  I am. Was. Will always be terrified to say these things to you.

I wish that I could bring myself to say what I feel, mon ami.  I wish that it were that simple.

I wish that I could see you once more.

But wishing does no good.  You will live forever in my heart.

Someday I hope to see you again, but I know this is also wishful thinking.

Please, Augustine. Stay as vibrant as you have always been.  Do not let me bring you down.

Yours always,Lysandre

[thegreatandpowerfulmaxie-blog]

“Ah yes, the news. I have indeed been on the news a few times.” Maxie replied, a slight smirk forming on his pale, freckled face.

[roidefeu-blog]

            “Ah, I see.  Then I suppose you are the they call       Maxie, non?”  He tilted his head, face passive.  “I had       heard of you even in Kalos.”

[the-write-ideas]

Send me "Dear ________" and I'll write a letter from my character addressed to that person.

📝

[inboxideas]

".....has died." finish it in my ask.

[thegreatandpowerfulmaxie-blog]

Seeing the very oddly dressed man with the wild ginger hair staring at him made Maxie stop walking. His crimson eyes staring back. “What? Is there something you wish to say to me foreigner?” He asked, adjusting his glasses a bit.

[roidefeu-blog]

            He stared a moment longer, going over the Hoennese in       his head before speaking.  “Ah, you simply... Look familiar,       monsieur.  Perhaps a face I may have seen on the, ah, how you       say... News?”  He fixed the cuffs of his shirt, eyeing the shorter       man carefully.