#star-snow-flake

[ancientblxde]

“ I don’t know or care who you are, but you need to step back right now. ” says the bleeding person

“.........” While the blade should have been a bit more concerned, it seemed to him that the other wasn’t really caring if they died right then and there as he sighed out, tilting his head a bit. “Perhaps you need to focus on yourself first unless you plan to bleed out everywhere. You at least have a cure spell available or a potion?”

[ancientblxde]

17. Do you prefer winging it or plotting everything out? | 18. What makes for a great roleplay partner in your opinion? | 20. If you could tell your muse something, what would it be?

17. Do you prefer winging it or plotting everything out?

Mun: I’m more of a wing it person TBH, as much as I would love to plot things out with other muns, I’m hella awkward and just.....yeah. So wing it and if it develops a plot along the way, even better for me.

18. What makes for a great roleplay partner in your opinion?

Mun: When they can roll with your crazy ideas and come up with better ones to help the said ideas be way better. Plus.....becoming friends and just clicking with them, trusting them is what helps as well. But its different for everyone and whatever works for them is great.

20. If you could tell your muse something, what would it be?

Mun: Thank you for being part of my life for the past 10 years and hopefully we’ll experience more adventures together.

[grantffxiv]

🍒 What kind of things do they expect from their relationships? Does this differ between platonic relationships and romantic ones? Is your OC “demanding” or a door mat? What kinds of things do people expect from them in a relationship?

Grant gives respect, honesty and loyalty into whatever relationships he might have. And inwardly he wishes for the same from others but does not necessarily expect the same treatment. This does not differ whether it is platonic or romantic. Grant is far from ‘demanding’ where he’d probably be more of a doormat to whomever he’s in a relationship with. As for what kind of things people expect from him? He can only assume it’s his loyalty and faithfulness.

((Thank you for the ask! @star-snow-flake))

[voidiots]

Rumor has it you have been running naked and screaming throught the streets...

Una’to lifts an eyebrow skeptically before giving a mock gasp and covering his mouth, “Who would say such a thing? Really now. I’ve never run screaming down the streets even in the worst cases. Though there were a few times in the past I was caught naked trying to get home after a night of fun”. He pouts slightly thinking of the lost clothes, torn to shreds or some other such damage to them. “However that was seasons ago now. Seems a rather old rumor then no? You wouldn’t happen to be trying to spread rumors about me, would you stranger?”

Thank you for the rumor @star-snow-flake~

[voidiots]

😴 😨 Couldn't choose sorry (A)

send me 😴 to see how your muse appears in my muse’s GOOD DREAMS

send me 😨 to see how your muse appears in my muse’s NIGHTMARES

In the dream she looks peaceful. It’s stranger, a stranger in a stranger rare dream. Her hair becomes the branches of trees as she is rooted into the earth, serenity painted on her face. Eye half lidded and listening to the world in peace. There is bird song here, but it’s quiet, distant. No one else is around and he touches her cheek gently to see if she will stir. She does not. He awakens to leave the forests sleeping beauty, a stranger in the wood.

In the nightmare, he’s pinned to the ground a knife over head, some blessed cursed thing. A hunter, the strange stranger is a hunter now. The ground soaked with red and black blood as he gasps out. The blood seeps between his teeth before a dry laugh leaves him. He’ll be back. He has another seven lives once this eighth one is spent, that’s what the darkness whispers into him. How many times will this cursed dance happen in this nightmare?

Thank you for the ask @star-snow-flake! I wasn’t too sure what to do with this, but I hope it’s fun!

[ofsecretsandsighs]

Agliophobia - after a fight getting a wound at her back that she can't reach herself

Secret slowly lowered herself onto her stomach, holding in a groan. Being hurt was always frustrating.

Being hurt in an annoyingly impossible to get to spot was even worse. 

How she hadn’t managed to dodge the sword made her even angrier. It had been such a sloppy attack, and while she was grateful it hadn’t been worse, why couldn’t the stupid Hyur hit her literally anywhere else? She knew it was a Hyur, because when she’d grabbed him by the head to flip him onto his back after he sliced her, his ears felt strangely normal.

She shifted and wasn’t able to hold in her groan as the pain shot through her body. The wound was right between her shoulder blades, in a spot she couldn’t reach and hurt when she even thought about moving her arms. “Gods damn it I need help.”

[ivory-paragon]

He thought about those lines of texts that were sent to him. Was he bad at ‘hooking up’? Well, probably since he never made it a mission to put it somewhere in his schedule to do so. The man had a low libido as it was, he didn’t need to be reminded of it. It was only his closest confidants that got that sort of privilege; he simply couldn’t trust or had the time for others.

[TEXT]: I don’t do any of those.. I suppose. [TEXT]: Revealing who I am might cost you your life…

As cheesy as that might sound it was the truth. Any number that he came in contact with was instantly traced for credentials. Since this obviously a wrong number, he didn’t have to fear too much about what to come of it. This was probably someone in the slums looking for a night out for those mere minutes of pleasure; not uncommon in the Wall Market.

[TEXT]: I am an important figure in the city.

That was one way to put it. She can ascertain how important he was on her own.

@star-snow-flake

[ivory-paragon]

[TEXT] Want to hook up? ....

Not often did he get strange numbers. The situation where someone 'accidentally' sends him a wrong text was always in the hands of his redheaded Turk. When the strange number flashed on his screen as well as the words no one would EVER utter or write to him, he almost laughed. What would they think if they knew they texted the President of ShinRa? They wouldn't believe it.

[TEXT]: I hardly date. I don't think I'd be worth hooking up with.

Usually, he'd just simply block and delete but it was late and all his business items had been cast aside for the night.

[TEXT]: Who do you think this is?

Curious question and one that his Turks would advise not to send out. Ah well, he always did like to live dangerously at times.

// @star-snow-flake