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Arthur | 17 | Taken M!A: none

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Break my character. Destroy them. Make them cry.

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//Guys I'm seriously freaking out I can't log into my Arthur account on the computer and it sucks and I can't do my replies and I want to die Omfg

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//omg I want a penpal badly 

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// Me too man, it’s hard to find ‘em nowadays:( We could be penpals if you’d like?

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//omg dude that would be super cool! I'd love to!

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//I HATE WHEN FANFIC LETS YOU DOWN

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M!As

These M!As where originally from my old blog, but have been resubmitted with new additions.

Deadly Insomniac: Your muse is unable to sleep for a specified amount of time regardless of how many attempts they make, becoming extremely tired, weak and dangerously volatile as a result.

Childlike Innocence: Muse is mysteriously transformed into their younger form for a specified amount of time, accompanied with all the usual juvenile behaviours.

Personality Swap: Muse's usual personality is suddenly switched with another's for a specified amount of time, causing them to act like that person perfectly. Anon decides who.

Cross-dresser: Muse becomes a cross dresser for a specified amount of time, dressing up as the opposite sex.

Animal Suits!: Anon chooses an animal Muse must dress up as for a specified amount of time, imitating it's behaviour and characteristic traits.

Charmingly Flirtatious: Muse becomes a dazzling romantic for a specified amount of time, flirting with everyone regardless of gender, current relationship or sexual preferences.

Deliriously Drunk: Muse becomes excessively drunk for a specified amount of time, acting oddly and hallucinating occasionally. Muse may react to drunkenness however they please.

Shape Shifter: Anon decides what form Muse changes into, whether it be an animal, person, or even an object.

Player: Muse attempts to get in bed with everyone for a specified amount of time.

Lost: Muse becomes hopelessly lost, loosing all sense of direction they previously had. Anon decides what or who they are looking for.

Sex Change: Muse turns into the opposite sex for a specified amount of time.

Habitually Violent: Muse becomes extremely violent and will attempt to pick fights with anyone they talk to.

Leather, Panties and Stockings: Muse is forced to dress up in a very sexual manner for a specified amount of time, becoming extremely horny as a result.

Crossover: Muse becomes part of another fandom for a specified amount of time. Anon decides what.

Sweet Lips: Muse will give a kiss to anyone who utters the words 'sweet lips'. Can be via ask, replies or rebloging.

Docilely Submissive: Muse becomes an adorable little uke for a specified amount of time, as obedient as a dog and as playful as a kitten. Anon may choose who for.

Aggressively Dominant: Muse becomes a sadistic seme for a specified amount of time. Anon may choose who for.

Amnesia: Muse forgets everything about themselves, from their name to what they ate for breakfast.

OOC: Muse becomes seriously out of character for a specified amount of time.

Delusions of Grandeur: Muse starts to believe they are better than everyone, becomes the most important person in their universe and has a false sense of confidence, bragging about everything.

Of Love and Stuffing: Muse starts carrying around a plushy, becoming extremely attached to it. Anon may specify what, or else it is Muse's most loved person, thing, or animal.

Musically talented: Muse must sing everything they say, using lyrics from songs. Anon may specify how long.

Silence: Muse can no longer speak, and must communicate everything in non verbal ways, such as hand signals, ect. Anon decides how long.

Homicidal Maniac: Muse becomes mentally insane, and lusts for blood. Anon may specify how long and a particular target/obsession if they wish.

Am I pretty?: Muse attempts to get everyone to call them pretty, fishing for as many compliments they can get. Anon decides how long for.

Bare it all: Muse must walk around naked for a specified time. They may either be extremely self conscious or not notice at all.

Mirror Mirror: Muse becomes obsessed with their looks. Anon specifies how long for.

Cozy Cuddles: Muse tries to hug and cuddle as many people as possible, until specified amount of hugs have been given. Anon decides how many hugs are needed before M!A finishes.

Attention seeker: Muse becomes desperate for attention from whoever will give it to them.

Abhorrence: Muse absolutely hates one person, refusing to speak to them or being extremely spiteful towards them.

Unrelenting Obsession: Muse becomes terribly obsessed with one person, anon decides who.

Time for Change: Anon picks a specific feature of Muse that is to be changed for a specified amount of time, such as hair colour, clothes, ect.

More will be added as I make them up. Feel free to add your own if you wish.

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Bruised, Broken, and Bloody. | | Alfred

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His worry only grew when Arthur tried to move, and bit on his lip as he watched him lay back down. Just who could have done something so horrible to his boyfriend? Well, actually there were a lot of answers coming to him… but that wasn’t the matter at the moment!

Alfred didn’t know what to do, and pondered for a moment before hesitantly picking him up bridal style, hoping that he hadn’t accidentally hurt him. “I’m gonna take ya to the nurse’s office…” He whispered, as he made his way out of the field, not really caring about why he’d gone there in the first place.

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Arthur began to stir a bit once Alfred held him in his arms. He tried to look around, but his vision was blurry, and everything hurt. He tried to speak. Tried to figure out where he was and what was happening, but he was too distracted by pain to do much. 

All he knew was that this warmth was familiar, and it made him feel safe. Whoever was holding him, it was someone he knew. Arthur tried to speak, but all that came out was a painful groan, followed by hot tears pouring down his cheeks. He was quite certain he had never been in so much pain. 

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Bruised, Broken, and Bloody. | | Alfred

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Alfred happily sang as he made his way back to the football field, where he’d forgotten his cellphone and keys. The boy had been so distracted when the team had been dismissed that he didn’t even remember to take them with him, and had instead only ran off to he and Arthur’s room. The oblivious American realized that something was missing only when he’d been franctically searching in his pocktes for things that wouldn’t appear, and after pounding on the door as if his life depended on it and received no answer, he had dashed back to the field. 

Of course, he had gotten distracted in the way by various things, for example, a girl that had sneaked a cute little dog into campus. Alfred had spent around fifteen minutes trying to talk with the dog, much to the girl’s delight, but suddenly remembered the missing items. 

He ran off once more, and soon enough was at the field. Alfred became a little worried when he saw nobody there- what if the last person to leave had taken his things? Well, he could always steal Arthur’s keys, but his mother would worry if he didn’t pick up a call from her. 

On his way to the lockers, Alfred noticed something— or rather, someone — that looked incredibly awful. “Hey dude, ya okay?” He called from a distance, still not knowing the person’s identity. His eyes widened in shock once he discovered it was his boyfriend. “A-Artie! Are ya okay?” He asked as he kneeled down in front of him and took one of his hands, even tough the answer was quite obvious. “Who did this to you?!”

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Arthur was still unconscious when the American approached him. His breathing was uneven and his face had swelled up a bit due to the many blows he had received. Blood poured from his nose and a cut in his lip. If he was conscious, he would have been humiliated for having been seen by Alfred in such a state. 

Luckily, Alfred's loud voice got through to him. He was unable to comprehend what the boy had said, or even who he was, but it was enough to make him wake up, at least a little. He tried to sit up, but that only caused him a fair bit of pain. Wincing, he laid back down on the cold ground, nearly falling back asleep. 

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Bruised, Broken, and Bloody. | | Alfred

It was another boring day for Arthur Kirkland. Alfred was at football practice, yet again, and he had nothing to do. It was one of the cons of your boyfriend being your only friend. He let out a sigh, trying to come up with a way to entertain himself. Alfred had been bugging the Briton to come watch him practice for quite a while now. He supposed it couldn't hurt... 

So, with a bit of hesitation, Arthur got up, threw on his shoes and a jacket, and made his way out the door. After all, he had nothing better to do. Not to mention, this would make Alfred happy, and Arthur really did love seeing that stupid American's grin. 

Arthur was lost in his thoughts as he made his way to the football field. He smiled to himself as he thought of Alfred, and how happy the younger male made him. He was such an amazing guy. Sure, he was loud and annoying, but he really loved Arthur, and he did a great job of showing it. Arthur really loved Alfred as well, but he wasn't sure he did that well of a job showing it. 

Before he knew it, he was at the football field. Unfortunately, he didn't see anyone he recognized. Had practice already finished? He glanced down at his watch. According to the time, the team should still be here for another twenty minutes. Had they been let out early? Why hadn't Alfred told him?

A few of the boys on the football team were still there, but again, no one he recognized. There was also a few other boys who weren't in uniform standing around with them. Arthur thought about just turning around and heading back to the dorm, but he figured if anyone knew where Alfred had run off to, it would be these boys. So, much to his displeasure, he let out a sigh and approached the boys.

"Um, excuse me? Do any of you happen to know where Alfred Jones is?" The group of boys immediately turned their attention to the intruder. They all simply looked him over for a moment, before one spoke up. "Oh my god, it's Al's faggy boyfriend." Arthur only looked at him for a moment, before anger hit him hard.

"W-watch your mouth!" He yelled. He quickly regretted his outburst, as the boys approached him. There were roughly ten of them, and Arthur quickly felt his heart rate increase. He didn't know what to expect. He looked at each of the boys, and he only recognized one. He was the boy who had thrown a soda at Arthur on he and Alfred's date. Arthur suddenly had a prediction as to where this was going, and he was very frightened. 

Before he knew it, that very boy, which was also the one who had referred to him as, 'Al's faggy boyfriend,' had him by the shirt color, and he was right in his face. Arthur tried to escape his grasp, but he couldn't. This boy was bigger and stronger than him, and he was stuck. The Briton hurled insults at the other. Ones the idiotic boy probably couldn't even comprehend. That only angered him further, and before he knew it, a punch was delivered to his face. 

Then more, and more. And they didn't stop. They turned into kicks, and the poor junior was being thrown around between the lot of them. And it wasn't like he didn't try to fight back. He did. But what could he do? It was ten fairly buff dudes against him. And it wasn't even that Arthur was scrawny. He was in fairly good shape, but even if he was as buff as Ludwig, he didn't think he could take ten guys on his own.

After what felt like an eternity, the boys had had their fun. They were bored now. They didn't care what happened to Arthur next. It didn't matter. They just left him there, passed out on the ground. In that weather, and with as many injuries as he had, he could have easily died. Luckily, someone found him.

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//omg I want a penpal badly 

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Bruised, Broken, and Bloody. Found by Alfred.

Bruised, Broken, and Bloody: Muse is beaten severely and left for dead; anon decides another muse that finds them. (Void if other roleplayer does not agree.)

//Okay, I'll ask Michelle if she is cool with this then! 

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Negative 24 Hour M!A List

Afraid of Your Own Shadow: Muse becomes jumpy and skittish and will flinch at the most minor things.

Alone: Muse becomes inexplicably lonely for no apparent reason and will

become attached to the first person they see.

Bedridden: Muse becomes ill with symptoms that the anon specifies.

Broken Mirror: Muse has bad luck in everything they do.

Bruised, Broken, and Bloody: Muse is beaten severely and left for dead; anon decides another muse that finds them. (Void if other roleplayer does not agree.)

Don't Look at Me: Muse acquires a hideous physical feature that the anon specifies.

Is That You?: Muse continuously hears the voice of a deceased family member or loved one.

Monster: Muse becomes savage and aggressive, yearning for bloodshed.

Pessimist: Muse just can't see the light at the end of the tunnel anymore and forms a negative opinion about everything.

They're Out to Get Me: Muse becomes paranoid, thinking that everything and everyone is out to get them.

Where Are You?: Muse goes blind.

Who?: Muse becomes invisible.

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//Someone do something bad to my muses I'm sick of them always being the bad guys. 

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