#genesisoul

[syoseutopeo]

     “Come to take another picture, or is it purely business this time?” A small smirk curls his painted lips.

      ·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ @genesisoul​​​  ✩ small starter  ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙

[son-oftheuniverse]

@genesisoul​​ asked:

“Here’s the bouquet of flowers you wanted.” The girl handed him the the vase filled with an arrangement of peonies. “You know they say that peonies symbolize compassion and good health!”

“I know!”  Steven replied, taking the flowers and smiling down at them. They were gorgeous, exactly how he imagined they’d be. Their arrangement truly brought the beauty out in them.  “I learned a lot about these when I got really into floriculture. I grew these and all sorts of other plants!”

Setting them down on the counter, Steven reached for his wallet.  “Thanks again! I’m hoping these bring my Air BNB some good vibes. How much do I owe you?”

[advnterccs-archive]

Terrible First Meeting Starters || accepting

@genesisoul​ sent;  “Don’t panic, I can explain!” ((uhh for morty?))

Morty’s hands went up in the air. “D - Wh-What do you mean ‘don’t panic’? How can I not - I - you...” He kept stammering on pacing back and forth. Waiting for an explanation to help calm him. 

[phxntomwulf]

@genesisoul​ requested a meeting with the Wulf

"...Comfy?" A single word question comes off as deadpan, as usual, however, some little notes behind Wulf's voice already indicate that his deadpan was overplayed here. Overplayed for a jest. His dry humor never stopped, even if he felt a little strange about the situation (who'd think someone as stoic as him can joke?) And the situation was a little strange. When he had drifted off into a little slumber, he did not expect to wake up to his new companion very actively cuddling him, hiding within the large overcoat that he always left out. He finally notices the steam drifting away. The one caused by his breath. Ah, it became cold. And Wulf himself often resembled a little furnace in terms of constant and unrelenting warmth of his body (something about not exactly being human had its strong points).

"No need to move. I understand." The man added, a little sleepiness still in his voice. He didn't exactly mind a physical connection like that. Especially considering he had rarely had any chances to actually express it to people around him. Scary and stoic merc isn't exactly the biggest inviting presence for those who wish to give someone a hug, really. Gloved hands come around the other's back, pulling her a tad closer. Well, if she's warm, he's fine with it.

[hook-and-chains]

She throws a pebble at the demon. "I'm gonna race you for some souls." she giggled floating around him. (Spirit Blossom Verse)

The Demonic Spirit stares the woman down as she floats around him catching the pebble within his claws. His expression lightens at the very words she spoke.

“Race me? Well... I do see the appeal for finding more of my children quicker...” Thresh lifts the swaying lantern that seemed just as elated for this as he was. 

“Let’s have some fun... shall we?”

@genesisoul

[ragnaofazure]

alt!

Send me “alt!” and I’ll introduce you to a character I’ve rped in the past, want to play in the future or are currently playing somewhere else!

@genesisoul​ (Look at the prior ask for this prompt in case you missed it, might be more to your liking lol)

“There we go...” Finally, after finishing all her work for today, which was obviously double the work load thanks to her older sister playing the day away, she still had time for herself! Locking the door for herself, she went to the work table in her room, resuming her tinkering work from a few days ago.

“Where was I... Yes! This!”

With glee, she resumed installing a cooler unit on the small robot she was building from plenty of spare parts she had found from many discarded machines, it was looking incredibly solid, but she was not sure what the end purpose would be and that was what was slowing down her progress too... But until then, it was never bad to continue working on it, it was fun!

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((I tried to play Nepgear at one point, but it failed, then I also grew out of Neptunia just like many other things... And she lies there as a fun character that also got done so dirty by the writing despite being a series for funnies that I’ll cherish for many reasons, she is good girl and good character, sometimes I do still wish that game took another serious leap like the Conquest Ending.))

[4senna]

starter for @genesisoul

     He didn’t quite scowl when he first caught sight of her. The expression was one of more reserved disappointment. She was small and rather frail-looking, and Lucian’s initial conclusion was that he’d have a difficult time defending the girl when the ghouls inevitably poured in. It was bad enough that he had to operate with a partner; he hated working alongside others, usually, and had grown accustomed to solitary hunting. Of course, there was an exception...      That exception, however, was why he’d taken the contract in the first place. He was curious about this Ionian exorcist; not just for what she was supposedly capable of doing, but for how he could potentially make use of it. But first, he would have to see her in action.      Even despite his fears of the girl’s weakness, however, he understood the importance of morale— and, of course, building positive relations. The expression cleared by the time they were within range to read each other’s faces, and he was quick to extend a hand to shake with a professional smile. “Miss Iatari, I hope?” he tried to sound positive, for as much of it as he could muster nowadays. Luckily, he was getting a bit better about that.      Of course, there was little need to confirm identities. No one else was making the trek to the edge of the Ionian woods— certainly not at this hour of the morning, and certainly not while it was crawling this thickly with sinister manifestations. Their goal was simple: to rid the sacred forests of the invading spirits. He would take out the abominations while she performed whatever rites she needed to to make them stay gone. If it were up to him, he would simply kill them and be done with it, though Ionians always liked to throw more magic and ritual into everything than they had to.      Besides, he reminded himself, he was here to do more than just shoot some wailing ghosts. ‘Miss Iatari’ was a subject of sorts, a heard-about prospect for a particular problem, even if she didn’t realize it yet.

     It was not long before the light in his eyes faded and his lips pursed into a sober, straight line. He stole a quick glance at the sky; they had delicate hours to work with, for by daylight they’d lose their chance and would have to make another attempt the next moonrise. “You’re ready to start, right? I’d like to just get this over with.” His hands moved to the triggerless pistols on his hips as though he were eager to begin his hunt.

[moved-to-phxntomwulf]

@genesisoul​  Liked the Starter Call

“No need to thank me....Just wanted to help.” The man simply states, taking another sip of his coffee. His single eye shifting towards whoever was talking to him. He managed to catch her falling off the stairs earlier that day. He thought it was only obvious thing to do.