Oh Reverend, please, can I chew your ear? I’ve become what I most fear
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Oh Reverend, please, can I chew your ear? I’ve become what I most fear
new indie AU!arc v kaito tenjo. penned by bus.
[we will show this cruel world] we will show this cruel world we were here
MORE Horrific M!A’s
All M!A’s last as long as the sender specifies, or can be broken by an act of the sender’s choice.
Pitch Black: Who turned out the lights? The muse is stuck in complete darkness no matter where they are, making them more vulnerable than ever. Hunter: The muse now has a thirst for violence, but only toward one person. The person may be decided upon by the sender, but please do get the second character’s mun’s permission. Horrible Thing: The muse is transformed into a monster of the sender’s choosing. Any monster is fair game (werewolf, wendigo, minotaur, siren, etc). Bad Luck with a twist: This time, the muse doesn’t have bad luck. Anyone they touch, or anyone who touches them, has terrible luck. Walking Dead: The muse is no longer among the living, and must adapt to existence as a ghost or undead being for the duration of the M!A. Symptoms are up to the mun or sender. Loved One Lost: The muse sees visions of a loved one or friend in a bad state (dead, mutilated, in pain, etc) consistently throughout the time period, even if they close their eyes. Sleepless: The muse is constantly tired and dozing off, but every time they sleep, they’re plagued by terrible nightmares that shock them awake. Dead With a Touch: Everything they touch dies. That’s it. That’s the curse. (however, their ’victims’ may come back to life when the M!A is over or broken) Perceived but Unreal: The muse has terrifying hallucinations almost constantly of anything and everything that could scare them. Midnight: Every night at midnight until the end of the M!A, something terrifying creeps into the muse’s home, and they must avoid it for three hours. Mirror Mirror on the Wall: The muse is deathly afraid of and obsessed with mirrors, and for good reason. If one is uncovered, their reflection may escape. llaW eht no rorriM rorriM: The muse is stuck on the other side of a mirror. They must find a way to break the curse or get someone on the other side to help them, so long as the reflection doesn’t find their friends first. Fido Gone Wrong: The muse has been given a peculiar pet, one with claws and teeth. Can they tame it, or will they become monster chow? Under the Bed: The muse now has a visitor: their childhood fears. Whatever they feared as a child is now coming to life. Goop: The muse has been transformed into a slime creature. Whether they look like themselves or become a hungry muck monster is up to the sender. Demons of Hell: The muse hears constant screams and torment from mistakes they’ve made or ghosts from their past. Cyborg Uprising: The muse has undergone an operation to give them cybernetic enhancements. Whether these enhancements are used for good or evil is up to the mun. Crippling Phobia: Something the muse once enjoyed is now the source of intense terror. Can be an object, a person/animal, a place, etc. Who Could Ever Love a Beast: The muse grows more and more monstrous in appearance (or behavior) until the end of the M!A. Yearning: The muse has a bloodlust on them. A very intense one. Tulpa: The muse has an imaginary friend identical to them, but it wants more. For the duration of the M!A, the muse’s doppelganger has separated from them and is causing havoc. Neverending Nightmare: Even when awake, the muse sees everyone around them as a monster.
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My muse(s):
Do I know your muse(s): yes | no | a little | tell me about your muse
Setting: our verse | my verse | your verse | modern | alternate universe | other
Pre-established relationships? yes | no | depends on the relationship
Possible relationships: friends | classmate | co-worker | roommate | family, real or adopted | dating or blind date | married | friends with benefits | unrequited love | lending a hand | teacher - student | rivals | allies | partner-in-crime | enemies | protecter - guarded | business partners | spy - infiltrated | manipulator - manipulated | star-crossed | first meeting | other
I’m in the mood for: fluff | angst | horror | romance | humor | crime | hurt / comfort | action | supernatural | slice of life | crack | dark threads | light threads | any genre | multi-para | shorter para | one-line | any length | plotted threads | unplotted threads | other
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pendulumrisen:
“…You serious?”
Buttering them up? Yugo had always known a free meal with a good way to get him to agree to anything, but was Yuri actually serious? Sure, free lunches were few and far between—even more so in City, but Yoko wouldn’t be like that. Yuri had just finally lost his mind.
“I dunno if you’ve been payin’ attention or not, but she ain’t tryin’ to bribe us at all. Yuya said she does this for everyone, so pull back a bit, would ya? Just take the free grub while its being handed to you.”
”You aren’t getting it-” he loosened his grip on the table consciously. He didn’t need to appear weak, that was a good way to get taken advantage of.
“Doesn’t this all seem a little convenient to you? We win, everybody goes home, dirty rats like us get to live in peace? What if we’re being tricked? Jesus, there’s no way to prove everything up until this point hasn’t been implanted into us using Akaba’s memory machine.”
Yuri’s eye bugged open wider with each word.
@akaba reiji
@jundeccentmil
“I have two loves; myself and plants.”
it’s man devouring man, my dear and who are we to deny it in here?
What color is your heart? Jun's is yellow and blue, Fubuki's is white and blue.
“Of course that fusion traitor is afraid of me. He’d be afraid of any half-decently trained foot soldier.” He won’t speak of Mr. Fubuki out of respect.
His heart is multicolor for Manjoume, blue for Fubuki.
Ask me "What color is your heart?" and I'll tell you how my muse feels about yours. Or, send me a color to tell me how your muse feels about mine!
Yellow - Surprise/Fear Orange - Crush/Infatuation Pink- Sweet Love Red - Romantic Love Purple - Sexual Desire Blue - Respect Green - Friendship Multicolor - Amusement Black - Hatred White - Neutral
Bare your teeth, unsheathe your claws and do what you were born to do.
Survive
pendulumrisen
“Hold up, you seriously still going on ‘bout that?”
Yuri hadn’t said a word about the topic to him before, but Yugo could still feel it. He wasn’t sure where the weird feeling he’d try to ignore had been coming from before now, but clearly it’d been Yuri’s suspicion over the frequent meals and extra amenities they’d been offered lately that’d left them both sensing something weird.
“She’s just a nice person like that. ‘Sides, you really shouldn’t argue against someone who’s up for givin’ us free food and a place to sleep. She ain’t chargin’ us anything either, so lighten up a little, would ya? It’s not like we’re hurtin’ anything around here.”
“No-” Yuri continued. “Have you never heard that there’s no such thing as a free lunch, Yugo?”
That was true at the Academia and it must also be true here. Food at the Academia came at a price, always- some mission or test or opinion to be swayed. It was practically a currency among the young, starving foot soldiers.
“She must be buttering us up for something. Perhaps Reiji Akaba needs more warm bodies for his army.”
@pendulumrisen
“Yugo-”
He looks up from his book as the Sakakis- Yuya and Youko- leave the room to argue about some thing or other. “You can feel it too, can’t you?” He’s not going crazy, right? Normally he wouldn’t bother to talk to the other, but tonight he was swimming in unfamiliar Standard customs without someone like Sora or Dennis to talk to.
He hummed, “When Sakaki-san fed us, she offered us seconds. There was a lot of food- and it’s not cheap here. She surely must have spent a significant amount of money on this meal. Not to mention the clothing and beds. She’s like all the others- she keeps wasting her time and money on us.”
Words are meaningless and forgettable All I ever wanted (all I ever needed) is here in my arms
arc v yuri as played by bus
run, boy. ride, foolish boy. ride away while you still can, and never look back. because you’re the only thing that can save us.
semi-selective yugo from yu-gi-oh! arc v.
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@jundeccentmil
“Who said anything of giving in?”
So much for getting (and staying) out of this whole mess… Jun snarled. “You obviously know nothing about me if you think this is even close to the end! If I have to fight you, I will!”
“Heh?” Yuri cracks his neck, looking at him almost with pity.
“It’s useless, you know. You’re a member of the Academia, they’ll follow you to the ends of the earth to set an example,” he reaches for his duel disk slowly. “So, you can come back and face punishment, or I can turn you into a card for certain.”