#jeannumber9

[mafia-and-coloring-books]

"Hey, are you okay?"

Your muse finds mine in the woods covered in blood, cuts, and bruises. Send me “Hey, are you okay?” for my muse’s reaction to being found by yours.

The voice startled her. 

The little girl bolted upright at once, straightening from her slouch against the wood. A thin trail of blood remained on the tree, having been imprinted there by the scrapes on her back. Akane’s eyes widened and she searched for her addressor in an adrenaline-pumped panic. 

“What-!” 

A woman. Akane watched her fearfully, trying to back away. Something about her seemed vaguely familiar, but for the most part she was a stranger. Akane’s heel snagged on a twig and she fell back on her bottom. Her throat was too tight to speak. 

Get away get away get away get away get away 

[mafia-and-coloring-books]

I'm so happy you finally got animated, cute cupcake!

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! 

[erikararara]

// I got so confused because of what it says on the Novel master post but it doesn't matter anyways since I have not read them yet XD

THANK YOU EVERYONE

[unshifted]

女

Thank you very much.

[mafia-and-coloring-books]

jean-number9 replied to your post “Goodnight, everyone! I will see you in the morning. And Shizuo decided...”

goodnight, precious cupcake!

Hahaha, goodnight!

[dominiquecyclops]

Combat University (AU Jean)

Dominique had about enough, of this place.

She had been sent to an all around everyone training school, by the Guns. After her apparent failure in capturing or killing that red-coated moron Vash the Stampede. It wasn't like she absolutely hated the extra training, it just made her kill record look bad and the rest of the Guns, she was sure were laughing at her.

She waited... They lined up the combat students, in rows. She saw many different kinds. People with weapons like hers, massive swords, axes, throwing knives, hand-to-hand, chains, bows, whips and everything involving physical skills... Her eye landed on one in particular though... a woman with blonde hair and a giant silver gleaming, hilted blade. She raised an eyebrow in interest of this one. The instructor, snapped his fingers at the trainees. Dominique rolled her eye's silently.

"Today you will be paired up and receiving your rooming arrangements. Stand at ATTENTION class!"

[erikararara]

"Sleepy, much?"

send me “sleepy, much?” to talk to my muse, as they’re half-asleep.

Erika snorted, tugging the covers up over her head. She mumbled something incoherent, though it sounded a great deal like various curses and other inappropriate words of her language.

When the speaking continued she reached one hand out from underneath the blankets and made a fist, implying that whatever it was that disturbed her would receive a healthy beating if it did not stop.

[mafia-and-coloring-books]

★

Assume the muse is mature.

If we kissed:

[] This wouldn’t happen.

[] Oh disgusting.

[] Again, again.

[] Kiss you back.

[] Let’s take this to the bedroom.

[x] Slap/Push you away.

[] Be confused

If you asked me out I’d say:

[] Um no.

[x] I’m taken-

[] Sure.

[] HOLY ASDFGHJK YESSSSS.

Can we cuddle?:

[x] No.

[] Ew.

[] Sure.

[] YES.

Sex?:

[] Let’s do it.

[] No. You can’t handle my d.

[] FUCK YES.

[x] No.

Should you reblog this?:

[] Yes. I want to send you one.

[x] Yes.

[] No.

[] You already did.