#romun-muses

[shadowtoons]

Made this one today from an small interaction with @lust-sinner

And this with @romun-muses uwu

Love how Cy fights with one Ozzie, and the other he is loving toward. XD

[not-bcring]

 “now, honestly…” how do you feel about Kazuhiro ? ' for Kokichi.

-   ✩   「   @romun-muses​​​ ​  」   ✩

「 ☆ 」   Kokichi sits on his ‘throne’, although honestly it’s just a run-down yet plush chair he’d nicked from the curb back when DICE was first moving into their ‘secret base’… It had taken a couple of the members to move it to the seemingly-abandoned building they chose to illegally nestle in. A task that was made even more difficult by Kokichi’s insistence that he sit atop of it the entire trip. Placing his feet upon his desk, shoes hit the wood with resounding clicks that echo through his private chambers.

A leader has to have his own personal place, after all.

It’s a modest room, if one didn’t take into account the cluttered mess of trinkets, momentos, a surprising number of plants, and countless other objects filling Kokichi’s space. Walls covered with all manners of blueprints and half-baked plans that didn’t fit or belong on the cork-boards surrounding him, red string and sticky notes sporadically cover his work in a manner meant to overwhelm and mislead. Important information sprinkled amongst the chaos, hidden away like gems buried by fakes. Tucked away in secret locations, varying difficulties based on how desperately Kokichi wants to keep the tidbits close to his chest.

Not that anyone is allowed in his space without him, made clear by the constantly locked door and harmless yet effective pranks put in place for those who get a bit too bold… but locks can be picked— even ones that are randomly changed depending on Kokichi’s mood —and curiosity can kill the most calculating of cats. It’s not that Kokichi doesn’t trust the members of his team. He trusts them more than anyone else in the world… but even that doesn’t make them immune to the paranoia of someone who has seen what the world has to offer. Very few are exceptions to the rule of survival and Kokichi knows himself too well to think that any of those people would willingly be around him.

DICE is full of misunderstood people. Decent people… But people, nonetheless. Only a fool lets their guard down completely unless they are alone. Even then, Kokichi keeps a firm hold onto his wits, never knowing how long his own mind will allow peace to last.

❝  Kazoo-zu is someone I’d trust with my life… He wouldn’t be in DICE if he wasn’t.  ❞  Kokichi begins, arms crossed behind his head and gaze raising to the ceiling. Counting the glow-in-the-dark stars he plastered on there, he continues in a deceptively-leisurely tone,  ❝  He’s a little too secretive for my tastes… but I’m not one to talk. Hell, even if he spilled his guts to me, I doubt I’d do the same. So- I guess we’re even.  ❞  Expression remains blank, but his mind races behind that calm exterior. Thinking back to his conversations with ‘Windy’, the others mannerisms, inflection of voice, deflecting any prying Kokichi made- no matter how subtle… Those wraps that are always around his limbs.

Brows knit slightly, jaw tightening before Kokichi adds in a low, even tone,  ❝  But that doesn’t mean I have to like it.  ❞  It’s frustrating, not knowing something. Especially when he WANTS to. When it feels almost… important to. But Kokichi knows that’s his own immaturity speaking. His distaste at having things kept from him. Primarily when it’s being done by someone who Kokichi feels— petty as he knows it is —should trust him more than this. Hypocritical, maybe… but it’s what twists Kokichi’s stomach with unease nonetheless. Shaking his head as if shoving aside unwanted thoughts, hands run through his hair with a growl, Kokichi secure in his lair to openly-emote.

❝  It’s not fair! It’s so stupid…  ❞  Emotions rarely are fair. Huffing like an impotent child, elbow smacks against his desk, cheek propped up in the palm of his hand as he irritably quips,  ❝  Yeah— He’s a decent enough guy… A bit stand-offish, but he follows orders well enough. Doesn’t ask too many questions, easy on the eyes, has a voice that’d make a nun shiver—  ❞  Listing traits as if it’s not a big deal, trying to convince himself of that, Kokichi slams his palms down on his desk and snaps,  ❝  But that’s no reason for him to BUG me like this! So he’s not racing to tell me his life story— so what? Why should I care? Why do I care?!  ❞  

❝  Well you know what? That’s perfectly fine with me—  ❞  Kokichi huffs, a devious smirk slipping onto his shadowed face, fueled by confusion and a fear he refuses to touch,  ❝  —because TWO can play that game.  ❞  If Kazuhiro refuses to give Kokichi peace of mind, then Kokichi will just have to ensure that the other male thinks about him just as much.

Kokichi is good at getting into people’s heads.   「 ☆ 」

[ahogechef]

@romun-muses replied to your post: “Let her rest 🥺 Let her dream about food 🥺...”

oh i forgot about your kaede account ff

KKJNKJNDNFJKDJ YOU’RE GOOD!!! honestly that is mostly on me for neglecting my girl lately! 😔 but now I’m matching with you guys on Kaede too, so all is good, hehehe....

[prophetrick]

" Yasuhiro," Nagito held out a small box with coconut chocolate inside. " Don't read too much into this. I need you to sense whether these are safe. "

( @romun-muses)

"I'll consider it if you tell me what's going on and if you pay me. I have no idea what's going on with you half the time, dude. For all I know, you're handling contraband, and I'm trying to stay chill."

[ahogedetective]

@romun-muses replied to your post: “ahogedetective​ asked sinfully :”

kaito has murdered me by being like thisss i ... down boy.. /

JNKJFKJDKJD Kaito being extra bold tonight, hehehe...  pinning him to the wall and muttering that, and loving how he looked in his shirt... one hit KO’d him in a way he really did love it, I tell you.....

[ultmelodies]

" Canned Mayonnaise and Canned bread, plus spam equal a metal sandwich. " Miu said, nodding sagely.

❛ Good morning to everyone except Iruma-san. ❜

[fairestfall]

@romun-muses​​ / @hurdygurdyskeksis​​ asked: ' ‘  i’ll  find  you  again ,  wherever  we  end  up  next .  ’ ' skekli 

        Blood-painted lips quiver and are swiftly pursed in an attempt to appear strong. The Khrokaf knows better than to go against their leader’s wishes. {When we fail each other, we must be punished.} And yet, she wants desperately to raise her voice or to cling to her friend so tightly that no one, not even skekSo, could rip him from her grasp. With him gone, the castle will be such a dark, dreary place. There will be no songs or jests, no elaborate plays or pranks. 

She will have lost ANOTHER. {Poor skekGra. I pray he is well.} 

A crystalline tear traces a line down a wan cheek, but before skekLi can catch a glimpse of the Councilor’s distress, she crosses the distance between them and buries her face in the thick feathers around his neck. He smells of oil and parchment, wood and sweat-- and the fruity aftermath of the berries the court hurled as he was driven from the throne room. 

“Promise?” she murmurs, sounding just like the childling LiLii laughed with an age before. “Promise me we will again meet?” 

[ladyseidr]

@romun-muses​ asked: ❝ How long have you been rping? What are some fandoms you were in before? -- mun questions ❞ ( mun questions | memes. )

𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐫𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠?

I had to pull out the calculator for this one fkhdhfsja. Around....15 years holy shit. I started out on a game dedicated to rp, then rp’d on another game for awhile, then moved on to email/chat-based rp, tried out forums when my previous partners stopped writing but couldn’t get into them, then finally started on tumblr (although I’d used tumblr for years before I started rping here).

𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞?

On tumblr I briefly added Simon from D:B.H, but the muse just wasn’t there. Before tumblr, I almost exclusively wrote OCs, although I explored some stuff with D.C back then too. Maybe X-M.en too??? I can’t remember, honestly.