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I want the K!! ヾ(●・◇・●)ノ

“Send me ‘I want the K’ and I’ll use a number generator to write a drabble about my muse kissing your muse.” // [ x ] // accepting~!

“18. Jawline Kiss ” 

embracing blythe from behind, violet yawned as he held his love tighter to stretch his arms. loosening his grip, he looked to him–

and he wondered…he wondered how he could ever have been gifted such a person in his lifetime– how out of all the people he’d could have met, and by the slimmest of chances, he was able to touch lives with someone so…

BEAUTIFUL.

from the way the haze of a cloudy sky reflected through the window and into his eyes, to the way he didn’t kill the bugs that always found themselves tagging along in the crumbs on violet’s shirt…and from his eyes that seemed so whole.…and his voice when he hummed and sang and thought violet wasn’t listening…

he would always be perfection to him. 

nuzzling his nose into the safety of blythe’s neck, he found himself inhaling the scent of smoke and some-thing else unplaceable and indescribable, yet familiar–something that felt. like home. 

on occasion, being a seemingly trivial two inches taller has it’s benefits. 

with a touch gentle and soft , violet placed his lips on blythe’s jawline, just in between his chin. it had, initial-ly been an experiment–just for the sake of trying some-thing new–but once he repeated it, now closer to the spot under blythe’s ear, there was a…tenderness. in his kiss. 

there was something in him that screamed, in a way no words could explain, his desire to make blythe aware of what he felt for him. he wanted him to know… he wanted.

with a final kiss underneath his companion’s ear, the delicacy with which it was enacted could have left even the weakest petals of a flower untorn. it was soSINCERE.

with a whisper of cool breath, violet made no sound but for one sole exception. 

“blythe–…”

just like that time…even if it made no sense then, he wanted blythe to see who he saw; he wanted blythe to be happy– he wanted him the see the STARS. reflected in his eyes every time he looked in the mirror–he wanted to see the god in himself that was worth every good thing the world could offer him. 

but nevertheless, 

he was just being selfish. 

                                                                                                                  just like always.

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“send one for my muse’s reaction to your muse —” // [ x ] // accepting~!!

“ ▤ = falling asleep on them ”

snowflakes were falling outside, but the room was warm. in his defense, he had insisted they should be there, enjoying the first SNOWFALL of the year, but it’s hard to be cute convincing when one’s nose is as stuffed up as violet’s was. 

they HAD been watching a movie, but the credits had started rolling a while ago, and as much as violet had enjoyed the cello score that was playing, that too, had ended and been switched out for raspy vocals. 

vi had sort of assumed blythe would have been watch-ing the film–or at the very least, AWAKE.–but his lurking suspicion that he had fallen asleep were confirmed when the music faded out, and the soft snoring of blythe’s found itself emanating throughout the dark room. 

looking to his companion with admiring eyes, the thought that he wouldn’t have fallen asleep if they had gone out briefly crossed his mind–only to be cancelled by the sound of his peaceful breaths. he seemed far too fast asleep to be moved to the bedroom in the apartment. 

SIGHING, mostly from his cold, vi got up and stretched, making sure to rest blythe gently on a pillow so he wouldn’t awaken. walking over to the linens closet, he pulled a duvet and went back to the couch. thanking whatever deity might be listening in that moment, he was happy the size of the couch was wide, and for both of them being relatively small. 

sitting down next to blythe, violet took him gently into his arms (an acquired skill that had taken him some time to learn–though, thankfully, blythe was patient with him) and spread the thick cotton layer over him. 

placing his cold hands over blythe’s through the blanket, he looked at the man who seemed still, fast asleep. 

lying back, but not before touching his lips to the side of blythe’s cheek, violet WHISPERED. softly, with his heart on his sleeve and his soul in his voice–an occurrence that happened once every snowfall.

“good night, chéri.”

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@rouetist liked for fluffy starter // [ x ] // p much always accepting in this verse tbh~!!

coming up behind blythe and embracing him, in his arms violet held a small polar bear plushie with it’s arms together. between it’s arms, a dethorned rose with soft pink petals. 

snuggling into his shoulder, violet mumbled warmly. “look what i found...he has a present for you.”

one eye looking at the polar bear, violet watched as the rose turned white from the tips to the stem. “it’s snowed today.”

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omg i wanna do ur hs verse!! blythe would probs be a teacher!! def a music teacher, teaching either music theory or band. he could also do homeroom. .+:｡(ﾉ･ω･)ﾉﾞ

that would be so cool !! if you wanna do the thing just make a verse description thingy like this or something similar and then post it in the verse: itadakimasu high tag and then i’ll reblog it and add you to the thing !! mORE TEACHERS ARE SO NEEDE DLIKE /WHEEZES.BUT PLEASE JOIN IT’LL BE A HELLA RAD TIME OF ANIM ESHENANIGANS

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@rouetist

“blythe!”

“what do you think about going travelling?”

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sends u my url omg

[ ♛ ] send me a url and i’ll tell you the following;

my opinion on;

character in general: DID YOU MEAN THIS PIECE OF FUCKING TOAST?! B/C QUITE SIMPLY DO I FUCKING ADORE AND LOVE HIM. AND HE IS JUST-- A BUNDLE OF [ !!!!!!!! ]s I honestly just now have come to the conclusion that blythe = graham cracker ;; annalise = marshmallow ;; violet = chocolatehow they play them: FUCKING WONDERFULLY. I’M NOT EVEN SORRY FOR ALL MY SCREAMING B/C WHEn you reply to our threads heads turn b/c I make so much damn noise with my internal screaming gone external. I love the way you narrate his thoughts too, and that fucking beautiful way he has so much expression and you’re just so in tune with your muse. Love love love and adoraaaaa-te-ohnthe mun: *takes deep breathe* OHMYGODWHATISTHISHOWAREYOUSOCOOLICANNOTHANDELITTTTTTTT. I mean *cough* what? Who said that? ANYWAY. Yeah, Xander is a super cool mun all around just like his muse a bundle of [ !!!!!!!!! ], threading with him has allowed me to develop Vi so much which I am ever grateful for and also he helped my get everything settled when I was a lot less uh...settled? as an rp blergi. Anyway: ‘dis a Supermun

do i;

follow them: FUCK YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHrp with them: HELL YEAH ARE YOU KIDDING ME ALL THE TIME IT’S UNREAL AND IL ITwant to rp with them: YES.ship their character with mine: PFT. IS THIS EVEN A VALID QUESTION YES YES I DO

what is my;

overall opinion: Muse is just an adorable little fluffy-cuddly hidden complete romantic and is an absolute joy to roleplay with. Mun is someone who is great to talk to and really kind, one of the people I admire and someone I’m really happy to have met

**Note: Mun’s answer are all to be completely honest. Don’t send url if you don’t want brutal honesty.

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cutie pie!!! 4 blythe & vi

[ ‘Send me "Cutie Pie" and I will answer all of these’... ]

If we lived together we’d:

[ ] Argue[ ] Get it on once in a while [ get what? ][x] Eat Ice Cream For Breakfast[x] Watch movies late at night[?] Prank Call People [ “...and after a long night of ghostbusters violet has resolved to contact them.” ] [ //d: ][x] Prank each other[x] Cuddle[x] Party[ ] We’d Never Live In The Same House[x] Shop[x] Play games[x] Read bedtime stories [ !!!!!!!! ][x] Cook whatever we felt like eating together[ ] Get on each other’s nerves[ ] Who are you

About you:

[x] I love you.[?] I’ve liked you before.[x] I like you now.[x] You’re cute[ ] need to talk more.[ ] need to chill.[x] I’d makeout with you.[x] I wanted to kiss you before.[ ] I’d slap you.[x] I’m happy to have you in my life.[ ] I don’t know you .[ ] Ex.[ ] Let’s try again[x] I miss you[x] We’re good friends[x] we’ve kissed before

Would I Date You?

[x] Yes ✔[] No ✘[] Maybe[] You deserve better[] I don’t know

Your Best Feature:

[x] Lips[x] Eyes[x] Hair[xxx] Personality[xxxxx] Everything[ ] I don’t know you well enough

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@rouetist .reads reply .SCREAMS .gets weird looks from parents who are *also in the car*