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Send me "INTERRUPTION"
I’ll randomly generate a number from 1-31 to see how your muse interrupts mine! Mixture of safe & nsfw.
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Bad situation starters. Send "How'd we get in this mess?" and I'll generate a number between 1-25
Mix of funny and angsty.
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[[Theres a bunch of body swap stuff on my dash and I'm just thinking of Ayato and Tatsuya switching bodies and how funny would that be. Tatsuya would just be screaming and Ayato would just be like yo I'm tall now]
M!As: Send Me Some!
Baby: Muse is pregnant and due in ____. (Father specified by anon)
Sight: Muse is blind for ___
Hearing: Muse is deaf for ___
Ariel: Muse doesn't have a tongue for ___
Memory: Muse cannot remember anything for ___
Injury: Muse will be injured somehow (anon decides severity and injury) for ____
Fear: Muse will be terrified by something or someone (anon specifies who) for ___
Gemini: Muse will split into two different versions of themself for ___
Basket: Muse finds a baby in a basket and has to take care of it for ___
Love: Muse will be in love with (Anon decides) for 2 days
Cloak: Muse will be Invisible if wearing a special Clothing (Anon decides) for 3 Hours
Cough: Muse will be ill for 14 Hours
Remember: Muse will suffer Memory Loss for 4 Days
Gas: Muse will have hallucinogenic imaginary sights for one day.
Beer: Muse will talk like a Drunk and hit on everybody, lasts 3 Hours
Host: Muse will be a Gentleman/Lady for 34 Hours
Age: Muse will be a Kid for 10 Hours
Feels: Muse will be obsessed with an event or something that will cause them to express related emotions (Anon decides)
Phobia: Muse is terribly afraid of something or someone (Anon specifies)
Lurk: Muse will follow ______(Anon can specify who or what)
Answer: Muse will have to answer anything that is asked of him/her truthfully, lasts 4 hours
Noise: Muse will say everything they think, lasts for a day
Sick: Muse will be sick with a unique flu for (Anon decides. Anon may also specify flu symptoms, they can even be really odd, different from Cough curse.)
Command: Muse has to take commands by the next _______ people in their ask (Anon specifies)
Obsession: Muse will be obsessed with ______ (Anon specifies) for the next 12 hours.
Reverse: Muse's personality will be extremely opposite for (Anon decides)
Extremist: Muse becomes an extremist for (Anon specifies and decides for how long)
Class: Muse will believe they are a high-class prostitute for (Anon decides)
Switch: Muse has to switch bodies with (Anon decides, but muns have to agree) for (Anon decides how long)
Power: Muse gains _______ (Anon specifies) as a power for 17 hours
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
Enemy: Muse takes the appearance of someone they hate for 16 hours
Slave: Muse becomes a maid or butler to _______ (Anon decides) for 24 hours
Dream: Muse is able to trespass in the dreams and nightmares of others for 48 hours
Impression: Muse thinks they are a ______ (Anon pick an animal) for 15 hours
Gone: Muse loses _____ (Mun decides something or someone important) for 16 hours
Kiss: Muse wants to kiss everyone in their inbox for the next hour
Stalk: Muse thinks they are being stalked for (Anon decides)
Nightmare: Muse is plagued with horrific images and scenes both in sleeping and in waking for 3 days
Paranoia: Muse becomes extremely paranoid about (Anon specifies what and for how long)
Infatuation: Muse becomes /madly/ in love with the next person they see on their dashboard for 4 days
Hallucination: Muse sees things for (Anon decides)
Alarm: Muse keeps hearing an alarm go off but cannot figure out where for the next 18 hours
AU: Muse is stuck in an Alternate Universe with little recollection of their own universe for a whole week
Craving: Muse will have an unusual craving for (Anon specifies) for 9 hours
Mother: Muse suspects everyone has insulted their mother for 4 hours
send me a "✎" and ill draw your muse
[[
THIS IS NOT WELCOME IN A SCHOOL ENVIROMENT]]
F
FUCK
I DONT WANT DETENTION
WHAT IF IT WAS JUST ATTEMPTED MURDER))
[[
12 YEARS DUNGEON]]
anyone who sees ayato and homu is probably like ‘wtf? are they ha- oh thats a knife’
[[
NO RUNNING IN THE HALLS
NO KILLING IN THE HALLS]]
WHAT?? NO KILLING IN THE HALLS? FUCK))
I FUCKED UP))
[[
THIS IS NOT WELCOME IN A SCHOOL ENVIROMENT]]
anyone who sees ayato and homu is probably like ‘wtf? are they ha- oh thats a knife’
[[
NO RUNNING IN THE HALLS
NO KILLING IN THE HALLS]]
I want the K [[Kiss the Ayato, do it]]
2: Cheek Kiss
"Okay!" being the same height as someone made cheek kissing much easier, all Homu had to do was lean over and give him a little peck. Aww, if he wasn’t a psychopath, that might have been cute.
Yeah okay he was right. That was not good. Why in the world did the school let a guy like that carry around a knife? His hands came up in a defensive pose, shaking just a tiny bit as he backed up.
"Look, dude! I didn’t mean it! Honestly! The words just kind of…slipped out! Come on, you don’t want to do something stupid, alright?" He saw the line of blood trickling down the others chin, and he drew a breath in. He glanced back up to Homugi, gave him a small apologetic smile, then turned on his heels and booked it down the hallway.
Homugi glared at the other, readying himself to attack- Just as Ayato ran the fuck away.
He was surprised, well, only sort of. Running was normal for frightened animals, but he really hadn’t expected Ayato to run. His eyes narrowed again, and he took off after the other boy. There was no way in hell he was going to let him get away.
"AYATO!!!"
Being a snowball fighter, you need to be quick on your reflexes and fast. Being the Super Highschool Level Snowball Fighter, Ayato was obviously both. His feet were quick on the tile that littered the floor, thankful that his shoes had enough grip on them to keep him from slipping and falling. He tried to keep his breath level, knowing that he might need to run from Homugi for a while before he either gave up or Ayato found a good enough space to hide. He turned a corner, gripping the edge of the wall for extra leverage as he turned. He needed to run and get out of there before Homugi caught him again.
Because he could only think of what the boy could do with him and that knife.
I want the K [[Kiss the Ayato, do it]]
2: Cheek Kiss
"Okay!" being the same height as someone made cheek kissing much easier, all Homu had to do was lean over and give him a little peck. Aww, if he wasn’t a psychopath, that might have been cute.
Ok so Homugi’s reaction to his statement wasn’t….that good. In fact, it wasn’t good at all. He noticed the other reach behind him for something, and he had no idea what it was, but he was pretty sure it wasn’t anything nice. His eyes got slightly wide, and he took a tentative step back. “Uh…” He wasn’t quite sure what to say. Should he say he was joking about joking? But that would be lying, and he wasn’t sure how that would go down with the creep… so he tried to placate him. “H-Hey, no need to get brash, right?”
And there it was, the straw that finally broke the camels back. Homugi pulled the knife out, and flipped with ease to point at Ayato. His face had grown much darker then anything he’d had on during his time at this school.
"A..ya.. to… There’s plenty of reason to be BRASH! And one of those reasons is calling me being loving towards you a JOKE. A fucking JOKE OF ALL THINGS!" He bit his lip hard enough for a small line of blood to flow over onto his chin. He was furious. Furious enough to add Ayato to his collection of people who rejected his feelings.
Yeah okay he was right. That was not good. Why in the world did the school let a guy like that carry around a knife? His hands came up in a defensive pose, shaking just a tiny bit as he backed up.
"Look, dude! I didn't mean it! Honestly! The words just kind of...slipped out! Come on, you don't want to do something stupid, alright?" He saw the line of blood trickling down the others chin, and he drew a breath in. He glanced back up to Homugi, gave him a small apologetic smile, then turned on his heels and booked it down the hallway.
I want the K [[Kiss the Ayato, do it]]
2: Cheek Kiss
"Okay!" being the same height as someone made cheek kissing much easier, all Homu had to do was lean over and give him a little peck. Aww, if he wasn’t a psychopath, that might have been cute.
"Yeah well….I didn’t think you’d actually do it! I was joking!" The look on the other’s face made concern float through him. He hoped the pink haired boy beside him would do anything rash…
"Jo… king…. Ha….hahaha…. Yeah, real funny joke Ayato. Really, really funny. I’m laughing up a storm." He slowly reached towards the back of his pants, otherwise known as the least conspicuous place to hide his treasured Benz. He gripped it, waiting to see if Ayato would say something that would make Homugi forgive him, if it didn’t come, well. Ga, you gotta make that fucker run.
Ok so Homugi's reaction to his statement wasn't....that good. In fact, it wasn't good at all. He noticed the other reach behind him for something, and he had no idea what it was, but he was pretty sure it wasn't anything nice. His eyes got slightly wide, and he took a tentative step back. "Uh..." He wasn't quite sure what to say. Should he say he was joking about joking? But that would be lying, and he wasn't sure how that would go down with the creep... so he tried to placate him. "H-Hey, no need to get brash, right?"
"Aw man that sucks. I’m sorry. Sprained an ankle before so I sort of know how you feel."
"My talent? Well, snowball fighting! Cool, isn’t it? What’s yours?"
"Ehehe, what a cute talent! Although I have been in a few snowball fights myself and they got pretty intense…heh"
"Ah, I’m Super High School Level Thespian~!"
"Oh man you have? That's great! You wouldn't know the amount of people here I've met who haven't even heard of what a snowball fight actually is! It's horrible!"
"Super Highschool Level....Thespian? What's that?"
DROPS IN A ⁈ REALLY LATE woops
15. Doing something so very illegal, you couldn’t imagine
What Ayato had been doing, no one could even imagine. It was so unheard of, so illegal, that anyone that could have chanced upon him would have gasped so hard that papers would be flying towards him.
Ayato Nishimura laid on a couch in the rec room, napping quietly. Everyone knew people napped in their dorms, for napping anywhere was subject to tons and tons of face drawings and dick figures or any other prank that teenagers could think of. Besides, he seemed to sleeping kind of funny, head propped up against the arm of a couch. It didn’t look comfortable. Maybe he should be woken up?
Thankfully for Ayato, dick figures and prank drawings were the last thing Mikio intended on doing.
He’d decided to take to the rec room this time around to try and come up with a few ideas when he had found the snowball fighter asleep on the couch. Mikio considered his options: wake him up, or leave him. Both had their repercussions — if he woke him up, that might be rude, but if he left him there other kids may wind up drawing dick figures or prank him in some other way.
…He quickly decided the former would probably be the best option. Probably.
“…Sir? Er… you may want to wake up… before, uh, someone…”
The only problem was that Mikio’s voice was typically really quiet. You expect to wake him up with that tone of voice?
He nearly didn't get the other to wake up. In all honesty, it was Ayato to wake himself up. The snowball fighter had jolted awake suddenly, almost as if someone had happened in his dream, and fell off the couch he was sleeping on. His body hit the floor, and he let off a small groan.
"Ow...." He muttered, rubbing his face as he sat up. He saw Mikio from the corner of his eye and stared at him for a good couple of seconds. Then his face flushed pink in embarassment.
"Y-You saw that...didn't you?" He asked, already half knowing the answer.
⁈ ayy
13. Hatching a brilliant plan
The plan was perfect. Everything was slowly going to plan, and all Ayato had to do was watch from afar as everything sorted itself out. And watch he did, sitting from behind a bush in the courtyard and watching a certian doorway. The bucket he had placed in the crook of the top was placed precariously, almost wanting to tip over onto another unsuspecting victim.
Ayato let out a laugh, using his hand to cover his mouth to muffle it. He had been feeling prankish, and he doubted anyone could trace it to back to him.
That is, anyone but the girl who happened to walk up behind him.
She raised an eyebrow. She had no idea what was going on, but there had to be a reason the boy was hiding behind a bush. She crouched next to him, a smirk on her face.
"Hey there. Whatcha doing?" She whispered.
Ayato nearly screamed at the voice next to him, covering his mouth with his hands and falling over onto the grass beside him. He looked over at her, recognizing her only slightly with wise eyes.
"I-" He started, not sure how to explain the situation. If he told her, would she tell on him? He just furrowed his eyebrows and looked off to the side. "Nothing! What are you doing?"
⁈ [ if its ok 'cause our muses haven't met yet or anything but-- i rly like your oc ;o; ]
19. Cleaning an old scar
Spilling things onto yourself wasn’t a good idea even at the best of times. Especially when it conerns a certian snowball fighters favourite sweater. A sollem face was accompanied with a few dabs at the white piece of clothing, Ayato thinking for a few seconds before shifting off the sweater as he sat down in the school cafeteria. Underneath was a simple black t-shirt with a skull decal on the side, but what was underneath didn’t matter right now. The fighter folded up the clothing into a nice pile, huffing once.
Stickiness could still be felt on his arm and Ayato just sighed. He grabbed another napkin from the despenser and dipped it into the cup of water he had next to him, using it to clean the pop from his arm. If one looked carefully, they would be able to see white bite marks, long faded away into scar tissue, but noticable enough. The snowball fighter was so busy with the cleaning, he didn’t notice the other come up next to him. Funny how being distracted worked.
Still very new to the school and everything inside, Nathaniel spend a good deal of his time exploring. Today his walk through the halls had led him to the cafeteria. Taking a quick glance inside, his original thought was just to walk along. It wasn’t lunch time anyway, or any other time when most students would be at such a place. He paused, though— Catching sight of a student sitting off at a table by himself. Staring at him for a moment or so, it seemed like he was cleaning something from his arm.
The first thought that entered Nathaniel’s mind was one of worry; did he hurt himself? Curiosity got the best of him, and soon the small boy approached and stood behind where the other sat. “Are you okay???” He asked suddenly and somewhat abruptly, breaking the silence in the room.
Ayato blinked, hearing anothers voice. He hadn't been expecting anyone to come up next to him, especially someone wondering if he was alright. He turned his head and saw the other boy, giving him a quick shake of his head.
"Nah, I'm fine. Just spilt some pop on myself, that's all!" He pointed over to his dirtied sweater in proof. He looked over the other boy, tilting his head to the side. "I don't...think I know you." Happily, he stuck out his hand in a greeting. "Name's Ayato Nishimura. It's nice to meet you!"
I want the K [[Kiss the Ayato, do it]]
2: Cheek Kiss
"Okay!" being the same height as someone made cheek kissing much easier, all Homu had to do was lean over and give him a little peck. Aww, if he wasn’t a psychopath, that might have been cute.
"Ngh! He hadn’t been expecting that, not at all. Immidately he recoiled, taking a few steps back from the other and wiping his cheek with the back of his sweater. "I…" Had he really asked for a kiss from the creep?
"You did ask for it, dear Ayato." Homugi’s smile faded, preparing for rejection from the other. Of course, Rejection meant bad things for Ayato, and mild regret from Homugi. "…"
"Yeah well....I didn't think you'd actually do it! I was joking!" The look on the other's face made concern float through him. He hoped the pink haired boy beside him would do anything rash...