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Comfort Object

Send “Comfort Object” and my muse will react to your muse giving my muse a stuffed animal!

Joshua looks down at the stuffed snow leopard plush that Neku has handed him, and smiles. 

“How sweet of you, Neku. Snow leopards are such great animals, and this plush is adorable!”

[composerwithashotgun]

🔫 reverse

send me a 🔫 and my muse will be shot in front of yours.

( or: send me a  ‘ 🔫 reverse’ for my muse’s reactions to yours being shot )

This wasn’t supposed to happen, not here, not in Shibuya. The city was supposed to protect Neku, not lead danger to him, not let him get shot again. 

Joshua had arrived on scene just in time to see the shooter fire the gun, to see the bullet hit Neku (in the right shoulder, thankfully, less chance of death). Fire blossomed in his chest, taking the form of a beam of light as he threw his hand out towards the person, knocking the guy unconscious in an instant.

RGers always did fall easy against his power.

With that taken care of, Joshua rushed to Neku’s side, examining the wound. “Neku! Are you okay?” he asks, as he places his hand just over the wound to start the healing process. The bullet gets Erased, and the muscles and skin start to mend as a softer white light pools around the injury.

[composerwithashotgun]

Trance

Send me ‘Trance’ for a starter based off a prompt

4: Muse A collects seashells and is constantly out on the beach, but one morning they hear a Siren’s song and follow it, there they find Muse B. Muse B decides that instead of making a quick snack of Muse A they want to keep them, forever.

The biggest myth in the tales of sirens was the portrayal that sirens were only women. In reality, they could be said to have no gender, shapeshifting made gender less relevant, but many tended to favor one over another. Yoshiya tended towards being a man, though he did enjoy the ambiguity granted by these powers.

Sirens were also a bit territorial, and while some lured people in packs, Yoshiya preferred to work alone. He had claimed a long seashore, one side of some island, where caves were plentiful and the rocks jutted from the ground to create beautiful formations low to the water and high in the air. It was easy to sail in, it looked safe at first, but many ships had wrecked here.

Nowadays, the island was more populated, so he had to be careful, but picking off a lone human who had wandered too far away from the safety of the pristine beach was always easy. The night before, he’d managed to find a lone diver checking out what the area had looked like at night. He’d been an easy target, the promise of beauty untold hidden in one of the underwater caves, and with a bit of magic weaved in, the man forgot all about his pesky little need for air to breathe. 

Humans were a rare treat though, he usually just stuck to fish. Hence why today he only sang for himself, far from the popular beach, taking the form of a human male, silk clothing hanging loose from his body as he sat on a rock in the craggy part of the shoreline. The wamth of the summer sun made him smile, as he weaved magic into his song for fun, letting the music be beautiful magical music for his own enjoyment.

[composerwithashotgun]

'Soulmate' {I will always send you these}

Send a symbol for a Soulmate AU or send ‘Soulmate’ for a randomly generated one.

♖: Soulmates can feel each other’s emotions

Times had changed so much since he’d died, Josh still marveled at it all. European influence had sunk it’s claws into Japan good now, but back then the only time you’d ever see a white-skinned person was in markets near docks. Not that Josh minded these changes, but it still struck him every now and then, just how different things have become.

He’d seen so much come to pass, the rise and fall of nations, cities burning to the ground, total obliteration not too far from his place of residence. He’d even adopted a new name in the style of European languages.

Almost 500 years without a soulmate can turn one bitter. Nothing but void on the other side of that line, clouding his mind and making his world empty whenever he thought on it too long. So when he woke up one day feeling emotions that were not his own, the emotions of a newborn, he almost laughed in relief. There was another soul tied to his own by fate, this other had just been born over 400 years late.

Happiness turned back to bitterness as the years passed, his own soulmate’s emotions pouring into him and ripping him apart like a hurricane does a house. This child bound to him never seemed to feel happy, and so Josh never felt his enthusiasm, never got to feel his heart tug at his chest when his supposed partner found someone they might think is there soulmate.

And so, one day in this crushing pit of despair, he chooses to sit by one of Hanekoma’s murals in the RG, closing his eyes and listening to the thrumming of his city instead of giving attention to the swirling cloud of hatred and air pollution surrounding him. He doesn’t open his eyes when he senses someone coming his way.

[princeofillusions]

@headphonesftw liked for a starter!

“So my Darling has let you out of your little cage?” Ienzo had been told that the painter was starting to lose feeling in his legs which was why Vanitas decided to release him. It wasn’t fun if their toys were too broken.

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Get to know the Mun!

Tagged by: The marvelous @leaiisms

NAME: Alina, Dubs, and Ali

BIRTHDAY: September baby for the win. (25th)

RELATIONSHIP STATUS: What’s a relationship?

ZODIAC SIGN: Libra

SIBLINGS: Batshit in a good way older sister.

PETS: *wheezes* 3 cats, (one is mine, a silver tabby named Cindy) 4 dogs, (2 are technically mine. A golden retriever named Gilligan, a Havanese named Jett) mutts named Abigail and Gracie, an Arabian mare named Rosebud, a donkey named Eeyore, 18 chickens with a lot of names I won’t list here, 6 guinea hens and do the wild birds that we leave seeds for count? because they’re regulars.

TIME: 11:25 AM

TYPE OF PHONE: DROIIIIID

LOVE OR LUST: Both? 

LEMONADE OR ICED TEA: If you like pina coladaaaas

CATS OR DOGS: Kitteh

COKE OR PEPSI: Pepsi

DAY OR NIGHT: *cricket noises*.

MEET A CELEBRITY: I seriously want to meet Thomas Brodie-Sangster. But Adam Lambert talked to me during one of his concerts when me and my friends catcalled him while he was on stage. Does that count?

CHAPSTICK OR LIPSTICK: Moisturizing Lipgloss. It exists. 

CITY OR COUNTRY: Born and raised a City girl who currently lives in redneckville so....

LAST SONG YOU LISTENED TO: VICTORIOUS

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