The Black King

Indie || Pri || MultiShip || Crowned by Aisuru || Est 10/6/20 || Soulbound to kurokctei

[shirokctei]

Independent. Highly Selective. Multiship/Multiverse. Private. Roleplay blog for Hajime Mutsuki from Tsukino Productions. My name is Aisuru, even if you know me by other names, I prefer to be referred as Aisuru here. I go by they/them && I am 25+. I have been writing on tumblr since 2014. This blog will run off of both canon && a lot of headcanons. Please keep this in mind as information I will post may not always be canon, so please do not spread it as such.

My rules and in general muse information can be found on my Carrd

Sideblogs:

@solflaire (You Haduki)

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A  Study  In;  Being  a  good  role  model,  learning  to  take  it  day  by  day,  following  your  dreams,  guiding  those  younger,  learning  the  beauty  of  one's  self,  understanding  others,  finding  new  aspirations  &&  interests,  protecting  those  you  love

[kurokctei]

Unfortunately  for  a  King,  his  counterpart's  soundly  asleep--or.  So  it  seems?

[shirokctei]

    Ah.  So  the  white  king  was  playing  THAT  infamous  game:  How  long  until  the  black  king  either  a)  lost  his  patience  or  b)  got  more  playful  than  the  other  could  handle.

         So  be  it.

              ❝  Dearest  sweet  demon  lord,  won't  you  kindly  open  those  eyes  &&  spare  me  an  ounce  of  your  attention?  ❞

[shirokctei]

    The  king  seems  to  pondering  the  whereabouts  of  his  significant  other.

[shirokctei]

─  romantic gestures.   bold what applies to your muse , italicize if there's potential / it depends.

holding hands · buying flowers · cooking · cuddles · writing a poem / song · holding door open · tying shoe laces · sharing a milkshake with two straws · offering their jacket when it's cold · kissing in the rain · publicly confessing love · long walks at the beach · doing the titanic pose on a boat · taking cute pictures in a photo booth · sharing a taxi / uber · kissing the back of their hand · slow dancing · getting tickets of their favorite artist / sports team / other · introducing them to their parents · lighting candles · flower petals on bed · love letters · star gazing · brushing / doing their hair · picnics · teaching them to play an instrument / sport while gently guiding their hands · compliments · late night drives · taking selfies together · drawing them · self-made gifts · massages · proposing with a family heirloom ring · lending them their favorite book to read · paying for dinner / coffee · mixtapes / playlists · surprise birthday parties · feeding them · handing them keys to their apartment · making space in drawer for their clothes when they stay over · sharing a blanket · couple costumes · tucking a hair strand behind their ear · running after them at the airport / keeping them from leaving · moving cities to be together · blowing a kiss · breakfast in bed · defending them in a fight (verbally / physically) · joint bubble baths · dropping the L-bomb ("i love you") · dedicating a song at the karaoke bar to them · wearing their clothes · yawning before putting an arm around them while watching a movie · granting them the last bite (from meal)

Tagged by @stellaxrising, tagging whoever wants to do it

[rpmemes-galore]

random headcanon q’s 

1. is your muse able to keep a secret?

2. is your muse skilled at using technology?

3. how skilled is your muse at communication? 

4. who would your muse consider their best friend?

5. are there any fears your muse still holds from childhood? 

6. what is something that ticks your muse off, no matter what?

7. what clothes does your muse feel most comfortable in? why?

8. how many fights has your muse been a part of? how did they fare?

9. does your muse have any nervous habits? (biting lip, fidgeting, etc.)

10. how often does your muse find themselves daydreaming? what about?

11. how often does your muse cry? do they cry silently, privately, or out in the open?

12. what is a lesson your muse’s parent(s)/guardian taught them that they still hold onto?

13. is your muse proficient at any musical instruments? how long did it take them to learn?

14. does your muse prefer cooler or warmer weather? how does the heat/cold affect them?

15. does your muse know how to cook? what is the most complicated dish they’re able to make?

16. is your muse argumentative? if not, what is a topic they feel strongly enough about to argue for?

[rpmemes-galore]

send me    ‘ not  just  a  scratch ‘    for your muse to catch mine trying to patch up a wound in secret…

send   ‘ not  just  a  scratch,  reverse  ‘   for my muse to catch yours

[shirokctei]

@kurokctei​

He notes the snowy white haired man as he returns. Yes, returns. The piercing and tattoo artist feels his lips quirk up ever so slight -- But only slightly. Some would probably never catch the expression change. 

    Hajime was quite AMUSED to say the least with... Ah yes. Shimotsuki Shun. With how much he popped up now. The first time he had entered the shop, he had come in a simple request: His first piercings. The simple kind that most people had. They had a pleasant conversation, the man paid, and left.

      Yet, Hajime felt that wasn’t the last time he would see the young man.

         His instincts had been right on the money.

Second, third, and fourth visits. For various things. Questions, opinions on other things, and finally get a few other ear piercings.

   Each time, their interactions felt natural, fluid, almost as if they had known each other for the longest of times. The artist knew damn well he had never met the man before in his life -- But it didn’t change the fact that he just had this strange... FEELING.

      But back to the scene at hand, hmm?

Hajime finishes up with his client, he cashing them out, before he turns to the other, a hand upon his hip, a grin flashed, amethyst orbs glittering with playful mischief. 

          “Ah, hello there. I haven’t seen you in so long, tell me, how are the wife and kids?”

[kurokctei]

❝The  one  time  I  wish  Hajime  was  around  to  watch  our  beloved  cause  chaos.❞

[shirokctei]

          “Oh, but I am watching, Shun. I am quite amused.”

   That’s a king quietly sipping on his tea, lips quirked upwards in a smile.

[shirokctei]

The imagery already did it for him~​:

Hm.

Nope. Bye.

   Bold of him to assume he can get away so easily. For now? He lives.

      Later tonight?

   It’ll be fun TESTING that vocal range.

[kurokctei]

It’s a good thing he doesn’t actually send true nudes, huh?

[shirokctei]

   It’d be a shame if he ACCIDENTALLY, completly without INTENT sent nudes to his counterpart.

[naughtyandnicerpmemes]

The 34th icon in your muse’s icon folder is their reaction to finding out that they sent nudes to the wrong person.

[shirokctei]

[shirokctei]

* copy  /  paste  and  format  to  your  liking, do  NOT  reblog  .

Full Name: Hajime Mutsuki Age: 25 Gender: Male Sexuality: Demi-romantic Origin:  Kanto Region, Japan Current Location: Tokyo, Japan Religion: agnostic Height: 6′0 Body Type: Mesomorph Eyes: Amethyst purple Tattoos: None Piercings: Five lobe piercings, three on his left, two right Scars: None

Educational Background: University graduate, one of the top in class. Social Media: Twitter / tumblr. Has a facebook he forgets exists.. Smoking:  No. Drinking: Occasionally light drinks. Drugs: No. Athletics: Hajime isn’t afraid of getting physically active and keeps up a daily routine to keep himself fit for both idol work and his personal preference.  Hobbies: Sleeping, taking care of the dorm’s pets, and reading. Favorite Drink: Sparkling water Favorite Food:  He enjoys both sweet and spicy foods. Favorite Music: He has a vast love for all kinds of music... Yet feels as though there is a melody his heart longs for.. Strange that. Clothing Style: Heavily on the casual side, but a touch of formal keeping a somewhat regal air about him.

Tagged by: @kurokctei​ Tagging: Steal it you cowards.

[shirokctei]

Ah, yes, a new toy. This will be fun.​:

      ❝Thank you!❞ He offers the raven haired male a smile, bowing before him, before taking a seat next to him in the patch of grass. Now that he had a closer look….he knew who the other was. Much like himself, he was a prince–Prince Mutsuki Hajime of Bemollia….he had only seen him a few times in media and such, but he could recognize him at the very least.

                      Funny, how they were meeting here, both princes.

      His next statement, however, takes the white haired male off guard, peridots blinking twice, before a quiet chuckle leaving him, trying not to be flustered at the statement. Date…? Flirting…? Was he…? He…honestly wouldn’t know-people did not really interact with him for him to have such experience and what have you. ❝Oh….I…My apologies on that. I just…admittedly you looked rather comfortable there, and I do love taking naps. The weather is so nice too…and it…is in a spot away from people. Since coming here I have been followed by people non-stop…unfortunately.❞

           Such was the price, of being a Prince or public figure in general.

           ❝Though I think…you’d know all about that, wouldn’t you?❞

   Oh, it was rather CUTE and HUMOROUS at how off guard he had caught the other. Then again, he supposed with his appearance and voice, no one would expect him to be quite so . . . PLAYFUL.

      Which made this even more FUN.

          “Oh, I do. I know quite a bit about the noble scene . . . Ah, yes. Right. I recognize you. I forgot I heard tale of you transferring. Also please, feel free to relax. We can avoid the global attention, together.”

   A warm smile is given, as hand lazily pats the ground next to him.

          “So I have to ask . . . How has Rhapsodia been? Especially given you come from the outlier countries. I imagine it’s a bit jarring.”

[shirokctei]

A new face. . .?​:

𝑅𝑜𝑦𝑎𝑙 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔

     Soft greens look around, taking in his surroundings. Rhapsody Radiance Academy–A prestigious high school in Rhapsodia-one of the eight kingdoms in this world, and the largest one of them all. It was a beautiful kingdom, truth be told. Much bigger than the country he came from-the kingdom of Senzia, one of the three foreign countries surrounding the eight kingdoms, with seven kingdoms surrounding Rhapsodia. 

                                                   His old home.

     His parents wanted nothing but the best for him. They cherished their only son dearly so, and practically gave him the world. It was why they had sent him to the academy-hoping the other would grow into a wonderful, intelligent young man with many friends at his sides, for they had noticed their son often did not socialize with others.

     Granted, that was not entirely his fault. People at times kept their distance from him–perhaps due to how eccentric he could be-or maybe his status as prince. Maybe people thought he thought himself to be ‘above’ them. Shun, quite honestly, had no such thoughts of them. Alas, he did not bother to try correcting their thoughts on him; he accepted that he would be outlined as such, due to his status.

     It was, however, still lonely. And even more so in a new setting he had never once before visited. With customs he knew nothing about. He was practically in a new world…

     His thoughts, however, are soon interrupted when his foot hits an object mid trekk to…where ever he was going. His gaze travels down, peridots landing on the arm of a sleeping male beneath him. Or at least…he was sleeping–until Shun had accidently kicked him.

     Raven strands seem to frame that beautiful, strong face….and those beautiful amethyst he was now staring into….

     ❝Oh! Forgive me, I was just…wandering around, trying to understand my bearing here….❞ He debates a moment, head tilting-a finger resting upon his chin. ❝You look comfortable here….would you be okay with company?❞

@shirokctei​

   The Black Prince had been enjoying a momentary respite from being. . . Well. POPULAR. He was handsome, charismatic. kind, and a natural leader. People flocked to him. . . Men. Women. The in between. It BAFFLED the man at times, but what could he do?

     Now though? He had felt someone kick him, causing amethysts to open to look up.. Lime-greens greeted him. An eyebrow raised at the other outright asking to join him, despite just having disturbed him. Bold? Who knew.

         “Sure. I don’t mind.”

   Smooth, velvety voice speaks up now, lips curling upwards into a smile.

          “Do you always decide to ask for a date after kicking someone awake or is this some new flirting tactic I’m unware of. . .?”

   Oh, he was very AWARE that he was being a LITTLE SHIT. 

[shirokctei]

It’s alright, Iron Claws exist:

     Choosing to not run this time? No, he wasn’t-for once. However, it took him everything to stay in his King’s hold. He loved his dear other half–deeply. But…it was hard, when Shun felt so….undeserving. Of everything he had. On top of that..Shun honestly  expected somewhere, somehow, he would, once more, mess up everything…And yet….here he was. With his beloved.

     ❝That simple, ne?❞ He queries softly, before joining in the low rumble of purrs with his own. It was…fascinating, and also…worrying, that the other had recovered traits and quirks from past lives, on top of his powers and such. Fascinating at how quickly his King seemed to adapt; worrying, if it would ever be overwhelming…

     And the fact that, with that development, Shun didn’t truly have a way of escaping his King anymore.

     ❝I wouldn’t call a tactical retreat running per say~You have to retreat every now and then, Ne~❞ He teases, chuckling a bit now. ❝But…I’m glad you’re in such a happy mood, Hajime.❞

   Hajime was PAINFULLY aware of just how terrible of a light Shun viewed himself in. He . . . Didn’t understand it, if he was quite honest. Sure, Shun had a lot of ECCENTRICITIES and strange VIEWS, but didn’t everyone in this WILD and CRAZY world? It’s part of what made the world FUN and EXCITING to live in. 

      The Black King knew it went BEYOND such simple labels, no, he knew it had to do PRECISELY with the thing that bugged him: All of the things he couldn’t REMEMBER. It felt as though something was trying to SHIELD him from the past . . . PERHAPS it was necessary for him to be left UNAWARE. If that were true, it didn’t ease the Beginning’s mind any. 

   How much SUFFERING and PAIN did Shun carry upon those shoulders? How many of those fox-like smiles were just FAKE so the other’s wouldn’t worry? Hajime had a good idea of it all and was rather AFRAID of receiving confirmation.

      Hajime just wanted to support the other . . . Especially since Shun did so much to him, despite the rather LAZY air he kept about himself. 

          “I suppose I must concede on that point. Nevertheless, you don’t need to run from ME, of all people, Shun.”

   Arms tighten more around the other’s frame now, as if trying to make sure he doesn’t truly think of trying.

          “. . . Just want to be here for you. That’s all.”

   His words are softer now . . . Almost a whisper. 

          “Like you are for me . . For all of our family.”

[shirokctei]

His Heartsworn:

     Peridots watch the younger male–listening to him chuckle, before the white haired senior finds himself being scooped up into strong arms. He is taken a bit by surprise once more–finding himself in the lap and arms of the raven haired males’. 

     ❝Oh?~ Am I, now?~❞ He teases softly, shivering ever so slightly at the two kisses pressed to his neck. A pale hand slips upwards, cupping the fellow senior’s cheek, a small smile on his features. Though, he need not to deny his fellow leader’s words; Hajime’s mere presence alone, at times, put him in such a good mood. 

     He supposed that was just…how the two were. Forever connected like that. To others, it was plain as day. As radiant as the raven haired male’s smile and powerful aura. ❝I can say the same of you, Ha-ji-me~ What brings you here? Usually you are working on something this late at night or helping Koi with his English studies, yet I find you pulling me into your kingly embrace.~❞

  Beauty kissed hand comes up to stroke snowy white strands, another hum leaving the idol.

     “Because I wanted to see YOU. It’s that simple.”

  He simply states, before a low PURR begins to rumble forth. Ah, yes. . . Something he was still ADAPTING to. For as his ABILITIES and POWERS returned to him, so did QUIRKS and TRAITS from his previous lives.

     Still. . . Such a strange thought to the Black King that he had apparently lived so many different LIVES across so many WORLDS even.

         “Mm... I’m especially HAPPY that you aren’t choosing to RUN from me, Shun.”

[shirokctei]

@kurokctei​ continued from [x}

          “I am. . . As are you. You are radiating it practically.”

   There’s the BRIEFEST of chuckles, before he dares to outright SCOOP up his fellow senior, moving to seat himself where the white demon king had been. Shun is then placed upon his lap, strong arms settling around the other’s waist.

      Another chuckle escapes him, before lips gently press a kiss.. Nay TWO to the other’s neck, before nose nestled against TENDER skin.

          “Mm... But it’s good to see you like this, SHUN.”