seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from China
seen from United States
seen from Croatia
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Martinique
seen from Germany
seen from Germany
seen from Sweden
seen from China
seen from United States
seen from Germany
seen from Malaysia
seen from United States
seen from Libya
seen from Malaysia
@marluxiaassassin - x
...She’s not going to even try the names of those other flowers. Nope, not at all. They sound so pretty when he says them, and she moves to stand by his side because he’s here now. “What ‘bout flytraps? They...They’re poisonmous, right?” She’s trying sooooo hard to say the words like he does, but perhaps in her fascination she messed them again.
Hello there~ I just wanted to say that your Mokona is adorable, and I'm already loving having you on my dash. You'll have to excuse me.. I love TRC and Mokona was one of my favorites. And you're welcome to bother my muse if every you want to irritate him, he's actually a softie deep down. Thanks for the follow~
Gosh, I hope you don’t mind me publishing this–. Thank you so much! Mokona was never a character I planned to roleplay, but the moment I created this blog I realize how fun and amazing it actually is. Mokona is one of cutest characters I’ve ever seen, and she’s so important. So thank you for the appreciation!
Okay, forget it, curiosity got the better of him (and sleep deprivation a little too) so after returning from a mission early and going to turn in the report, and consequentially finding Saix absent from his room, the report is lain on the desk to await Saix's return.. and the Assassin /may/ have curled up on the bed with Jinxs for /just/ a moment.. that turned into hours because he fell asleep with her warmth and purring to lull him.
Saïx walks in after the last of his duties have been completed for the day– eager to fall onto his bed and sink into thoughtless, blissful sleep. However, as the door slides behind him and the lights flicker on, he finds that another has already occupied that space on his bed… as well as his cat Jinx’s attention.
“… Are you comfortable?” he drawled.
“Ah!”
@marluxiaassassin in response to this little gem~
PaS “In Desire”:
After that little show his betrothed had put on for him, Isa was hardly invested in whatever little pleasantries and machinations the nobility had in store for him. Pressing Lumaria against the cool marble wall, Isa immediately began kissing and nibbling at his collarbone. Even with the generous neckline preferred by the people of Hollow Bastion, his attentions would still be able to be hidden from the general public of the ball. But once this whole hindrance was over and done with...
“At this rate, I don't give a damn who sees,” he growled, golden eyes molten and glinting as he slid his hands over Lumaria’s finery. “You’ve been pushing your luck all night, and I’m starting to think that you wanted this to happen,” he said, catching the little smirk that lingered along those sensuous lips... and suddenly, Isa felt the urge to defamiliarize himself intimately with those lips. “You’re going to be the death of me...”
Canon “In Fury”:
Thin lips peeled back to bare elongated canines, as the berserker’s ire grew with each word passing from the assassin’s mouth. He had forgotten for a time just why he hated XI, but now... Oh, now he remembered. And he wanted to shred that smirk off that face.
“You’re free to do whatever you like, Marluxia,” he hissed, spitting out each word like venom. “But just be aware of the consequences...”
Prossy “To Prevent from Leaving”:
Isa’s fingers dug into Lumaria’s arms, and although in the back of his mind he knew he could only be hurting Lumaria with so fierce a grip, he couldn’t release him. If he did, he knew Lumaria would run and then...
“Lumaria, please, you need to snap out of it!” he said, close (so close) to snapping. “If you think I’m willing to trade you for some woman I met before, you’re wrong! Can’t you trust me when I say that if I wanted to spend my life with her, I would have already made that decision? I don’t care how happy she is! You’re all that matters to me, don’t you see? You’re everything to me... What can I do to make you believe that? I want you to stay. Please...” He’s so close to breaking now. “Please...”
❣ (surprise~ :P)
My muse is blindfolded. Send “❣” for their reaction to your muse kissing them.
PaS AU~!
Feeling a blindfold settle across his eyes, Saïx– now commonly known as Isa– stiffened for only a moment before he worked out who would be the only man that would dare do such a thing. Sitting up from his desk, Isa clicked his tongue in mock-agitation even as a smile threatened to curl his lips. A smile that definitely grew as a pair of lips gently pressed against his own thin ones. Tilting his head back, Isa chuckled into the kiss before leaning back.
“You know, I left that door closed for a reason, Lumaria,” he said. “I thought I could get work done today– not get assaulted by a crazed fiancé~ Not that I’m complaining. Tell me, was this your idea?” he asked, tapping the fabric still covering his eyes.
✘
Liar Liar
Lea learned to lie at a young age, as a product of the family business, and he’s kept lying ever since. When he was whole, those lies were small things, meant to keep people happy - telling his parents he’d finished his homework when in truth he’d be up late to finish the day before, or telling friends they looked great in outfits he hated.
Telling every friend they were his best friend, because he didn’t want to hurt anyone.
As a Nobody, those lies stray deeper and more dangerous. Axel is the man sent to eliminate the traitors and Axel is the one to watch and weigh and bring to Saïx - and thus Xemnas - those who are threats. This makes him a danger. And this means he has to lie.
No one would trust the man they knew was responsible for killing the traitors, and so Axel edges in his own personality with a false persona, making himself seem far more amiable than he is.
The person Sora sees in Oblivion, cold and amused and callous, is far closer to the person Axel had become than the amused and amiable persona that Roxas and Xion were treated too.
Not that their friendship - or who Axel was with them - is a lie, but it’s a bending of the truth. Until the end, Axel never wanted to show his harsher sides with them. It’s part of the reason he kept the truth from both of them, because he couldn’t bear to hurt them - or to admit he would be the one given orders to eliminate them if the time came.
My muse was unexpectedly kidnapped, and was never able to be found. A year later, your muse comes across an old abandoned building, and finds my muse tied up, wounded, and barely alive. What is your muse’s reaction? AU-Lumaria would simultaneously lead his kingdom in hunting down the responsible party while clinging to and nursing his beloved back to health. Cannon-Mar would cut Saix down and focus on getting him back on his feet. And complain about a year of cat-tending XD
PaS AU- Oh gosh, Isa huddling against Lumaria, clawing at his clothes and shaking every time he’s forced to let go. He suffers from nightmares where his kidnappers take him from Lumaria again– this time permanently, as they force Isa to watch Lumaria die at their hands.
Canon- Double oh gosh because depending on how bad the damage went, I don’t know if Saïx would even respond to those words.
Fellow roleplayer appreciation time: it's time to tell some of your favorite blogs that you acknowledge, and appreciate their work; let them know that you love them. Spread the love to 10 of your favorite blogs, and if you don't have 10, then just spread it to the next 10 on your dash!
//BUTTFACE. GIANT. BEAUTIFUL. FACE OF BUTT.
