Mercy of Man No longer exists in Sleep

Ask for your creator and he will not come. No man or woman may save you now. You have chose your fate and now you must lie in it. Good luck defeating your beast, we do play very well together. Vessel: Dong Youngbae || 26 Spirit: Mara || age unknown Disclaimer

[cuteshitandgiggles]

[nagakaze-deactivated20160714]

Send a type or two.

Normal: I love you. Fighting: I’d fight you. Flying: I’d date you. Poison: I’m envious of you. Ground: I want to meet you in real life. Rock: I can relate to what you’ve gone through. Bug: You bug me sometimes. Ghost: You scare me sometimes. Steel: I think you’re strong. Fire: I think you’re hot. Water: I think you’re cool. Grass: I think you’ve grown a lot. Electric: You surprise me sometimes. Psychic: We have a lot in common. Ice: I want to be closer to you. Dragon: I think you’re amazing. Dark: I’d fuck you. Fairy: I think you’re cute.

[swordgirlfrend]

[queenssandkingss]

[innocentxdeath]

“Pout and ye shall receive”

— ancient little proverb (via princess-punishment)

[torturedxones]

| Amelia || Only his embrace |

It had been weeks, she thought by now she would have been able to get herself back into the groove of her life. But that wasn’t so. On the outside she seemed happy and gleeful. She carried on in her work life like nothing had ever happened, but when she was alone that all changed.

Her heart ached. Her mind raced. Her breath always seemed to find its own rhythm, out of rhythm with her heart beat. Often she braced herself for the worse though always tried for the best. Day to day, she scraped herself out of bed, grasping for the air she never seemed to catch. She often felt alone even when her friends gathered around her in support.

She tried her best to reach out this time around, but it didn’t come easy. So often she had carried her burdens alone that searching and asking for help felt as though she were becoming an attention whore. She knew, though. She knew this was the only way she would survive this time around.

Her demons came back with a vengeance. She had gone so long without them by her side, they were angry. Angry they had been tossed away like the garbage they were and still are today. They tried to slowly etch her sanity away. They told her how she was worthless. she was trying for nothing. She didn’t deserve to waste the space she took up on this earth. She didn’t even deserve to eat. That was not her right. Or so they said.

They wanted her to believe this, they wanted her to buy into the lies they had gotten away with so long ago. But this time around she had her own secret weapon. A weapon they never would have expected. A weapon they thought she never would have found.

Had this happened only a couple years prior, she wouldn’t be able to make it out of this alive.

But it’s because of him. Because of the strides she has made on her own, and the affirmation of her confidence that he has brought her. She can withstand her demons, even when he isn’t around.

When she was in crisis, he was there to pull her in to his embrace. An embrace she would quickly realize was becoming her safe space. It was comfortable there. It was safe there. For even as much as she hated others touching her, with him it was okay. His long arms wrapped around her in a firm embrace. It seemed to give her the message you are okay, you will be okay; without any words she just knew, this was the right place.

Those embraces that seemed to hold on for too long were on purpose. They allowed her to realize this is okay, relax. ‘Your broken pieces are mending back together. Not by me but by your strength you find in every situation’.

Her optimism kept them both going and she never realized the impact until the day she met her soul mate.

[whenrpmemesattack]

Send 📱 for your muse to blow up my muses phone at 3 am in the morning

send 📱+reverse for my muse to blow up your muse’s phone.“

[torturedxones]

|| The adventures of Amelia & Ruslan: Introduction ||

Why do we allow the heart to fall when truly there is nothing for the heart to fall for? The pondering thought wades in her mind like a heavy rock in a coursing river. Legs dangle from far above the ground. Below the city people are just getting out of the clubs and bars, making their way to the next joint or grabbing some drunken grub. A scowl escapes her lips and yet her heart heaves in agony. ‘Fuck ‘em’ She sneers under her breath, though her companion only catches onto a light huff of air. 

“You okay?” He asks.

Her attention now drowns to the male that sits not far from her. You see they came together, been together all night, his idea in fact, and now that they are on top of the rooftop, he confesses he is actually afraid of heights. ‘Ironic..’ she had thought to herself when he mentioned this as he climbed up near her on the opposite edge of the ledge, baring himself toward the inside rather than the outside world. She was the brave one now, so close to the edge, she allowed her legs to dangle and he watched her with what she could only assume was worry.. or maybe that is fascination she sees in his eyes. Those glistening blue eyes.. 

Whatever it is.. Whatever he is.. all she knows is that he makes her feel good. He brings a smile to her face, and now he may even be the cause of her heart’s deep grief.   

[torturedxones]

|Always the New Beginnings|

* Character: Gor *

What is this.. The man stumbled, grasping for his footing. The sounds of whining sirens filled his ears. Incoherent shouting of men and children’s delightful squeals distant in his ears. The man gripped at his temples, his brow twisting in discomfort, his heartbeat heavy in his ears, a dulled pain wrapping around the crown of his head. Where am I..

 The man stood six feet.. Almost seven. A mountain of a man, built in strength and wonder. His vision blurred, gradually coming into focus. The visions of a city, hundreds of humans bustling about their business, caretakers ushering children about the dirt of the urban life with skyscrapers for background. This all was new again, the humans looked different, yet still familiar.

 Once to his feet the man stumbled his first few steps, gradually becoming stable and alert to steady his movements-- to blend in with his surroundings. The massive man wore a charcoal gray suit, the fine tailored fabric soiled in what seemed to be soot, dirt, and unidentifiable dark marks. But where from? His shoes once fine italian leather, now tattered, ridden with holes and stitches pulling out everywhere.

 These streets were foul. The smell of urine mixed with exhaust, gasoline and other odd unidentifiable smells brewed in the air and sat on the nose like the nuisance of a fly. The vehicles whirred by fast in the streets, the busses slowly chugging along the edges of the streets humans jumping in and out of these tanks of transportation. Everyone looked the same and yet different. Skin colors varied, heights and sizes interchangeable, even as acute as the shapes of the humans eyes.. Were all different. This wasn’t like this last home.. This was like what they called a melting pot back home.. Melting pot.

 As  realization started to hit him, his heart began to thud.. Thump.. Faster.. And faster.. His eyes darting around at the landscape before him. The busses.. They read MUNI.. stairs leading into the ground seemed to be identified by their signs reading BART and METRO. The near by tall building read Embarcadero and when he turned, there it was. The grand Ferry Building. Across the large ornate architecture, just before the Tall Clock tower read “SAN FRANCISCO” in bold life size letters.

 Gor almost lost it; if not for fury it was panic. What had happened!? Everything was going so well and… Going so well.. That was it. It was just going all too well. As soon as he was close to finding the love he so craved and deserved, his father found a way to pull it away with an instant. One click of the heels or snap of the fingers and once again Anaxagoras life was in shambles. Once more he would have to build from the ground up. Search for the clues and find her once again. Find the love he has been chasing for centuries. Though this time would be different; this time he will find her, and this time they will gain their happy ever after. No matter what it takes. Gor was going to establish his life with his princess. No more meddling into his life path. This cycle was going to end and it was going to end in this city. The city of… What’s it called again. His eyes turning back to focus on the letter upon the building. The city of San Francisco.

[ballroom-baby]

Send me one "Dear---" and I'll write a letter to this person

[matsumotoxstorm-deactivated2016]

Dear person I hate,

Dear person I like,

Dear ex boyfriend,

Dear ex girlfriend,

Dear ex bestfriend,

Dear bestfriend,

Dear *anyone*,

Dear Santa,

Dear mom,

Dear dad,

Dear future me,

Dear past me,

Dear person I’m jealous of,

Dear person I had a crush on,

Dear girlfriend,

Dear boyfriend,

[torturedxones]

munday meme - multimuse edition

There's a lot of munday-memes asking the muns questions about the muses, but those are always only about one muse. This meme here is for those mun's who've got plenty of muses. So send a symbol for a question.

🔟: How many active muses do you have in total?

🔜: Are there any muses you want to add, but aren't sure about?

👪: Are any relationships between your muses? (friends, family, enemies, etc.)

🌠: From waht you know of my muse, which of your muses would you reccomend me to play with and why?

🎊: Which is your favorite muse?

🎭: With which of your muses can you identify the most?

💬: Write a banter between two of your muses. (Bonus: Sender chooses which muses)

👄: Which of your muses would probably get sexual with each other, if they met?

💀: Which of your muses would probably fight each other if they met?

🐞: Which is your most childish muse?

🐢: Which is your most mature muse?

👻: Which is your most mischievous muse?

🐜: Which of your muses is the most clever/intelligent/educated one?

🐌: Which of your muses is the least clever/intelligent/educated one?

👰: WHich of your muses would you date?

💥: Which of your muses would you fight with?

🐩: Which of your muses is the most loyal?

🐑: Which of your muses is the most peaceful/friendly one?

🐦: Which of your muses is the vainest?

🐎: Which of your muses is the fastest?

🐮: Which of your muses is the strongest?

🐷: Which of your mises is the naughtiest?

🐺: Which of your muses is the most unsocial?

🐹: Which of your muses is the smallest?

🐘: Which of your muses is the tallest?

[androgyns]

reblog if you want anons but in reality no one is going to send you anything and will just reblog this

[torturedxones]

[ *cough* so apparently I die quickly... I can’t guarantee I won’t die again. haha but my situation is a little different currently so I have a little bit more free time for myself. So hi everyone! 

If anyone is interested, I’m always up for simple interactions! hit me up~ ]

[torturedxones]

“I couldn’t help myself.. Nari needed a new outfit. keke.” 

[igot7monbebes]

Big Bang As Older Brothers

Daesung:

Teaches you how to drive

Is protective, always ready to fight for you

Will fight with you if you annoy him though

Argues about what song will play on the radio 

Annoying

Seungri:

Mean as hell but hilarious

Fights about everything

Pranks you often

Sneaks up on you when he’s bored and just screams to scare you

- I hate you Seungri.

“Too bad you love me though.”

Dragon:

Loud 

Annoying

Likes to have family dinners but gets bummed when nobody else wants to sit as a family 

Moody when you don’t listen to him

“Oh my god liSTEN TO ME YOU’RE FIVE GO TO BED GODDAMMIT I WANT MY FRIENDS OVER.”

Taeyang

Best older brother in the world

Will play videogames with you for hours

Doesn’t mind if you have two or three friends over when he’s watching you

Secretly scares your boyfriend away 

Intimidating 

Makes you food

gives you necklaces with cute charms on them

T.O.P

The worst person

Literally always yelling about something

Takes your food

No boys

Holds things over your head so you can’t reach them

“Am I pissin’ you off yet?”

[torturedxones]

OOC Update:

Hi everyone! sorry Ive been MIA for so long. I have not forgot about those I began to rp with a couple of weeks ago. Currently I have a very busy schedule until about July 28th. I am trying my best to come on and respond however lately I have found myself way too exhausted to even do my own school work. 

I apologize to those I am rping with and will be rping with in the near future. I shall be back soon and I will get replies out as soon as I can. Please wait for me! <3

[torturedxones]

          The tortured ones.                             All with a past. Some better than others.              Some futures better than others.                But all in all they share one thing: the tortured souls that lie beneath. 

Kwon Jiyong || Dong Youngbae [ Mara ] || Anaxagoras [ Gor ] 

                           Like | Follow | Reblog  *** Message the name of the muse you like most for a starter *** All verses, styles, rps accepted. Even accept fan accounts for idol verse muses! I tend to write in para/Literate form, however any form is acceptable.