Empty Reflection

Vanitas rp blog. OC and Crossover friendly. Unaffiliated. Semi-selective. M!A: accepting.

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“I’m not lying.”

3 little words… || starter pack

@thespellweaver

Part of him wanted to cover his ears, block out the words she kept repeating like a broken record. However, he knew it would be childish and the girl would realize she was getting to him. Cracking at the shell he had carefully built around himself to maintain control.

“So you expect me to believe that getting close to me isn’t some kind of ploy to help your friends. You must be so nice.” The words dripping with acid as his mouth screwed into a grimace.

Golden eyes glanced at her for a fraction of a second before quickly moving away. Picking up the speed, each stride growing longer as he attempted to leave the girl in his wake. He didn’t want to think on it anymore. It was more confusing the longer he thought about it. Hadn’t they both settled the score, evened out the field so they can fight without holding back.

What was wrong with her?

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3 LITTLE WORDS... || starter pack

Send me one to see how my muse reacts. Some are fluffy, some are angsty, some are smutty, some are something else entirely…

Some of these may be triggering or NSFW!

“I love you.”

“I hate you.”

“Go fuck yourself.”

“I guess so…”

“I guess not.”

“Love me, please.”

“Don’t say that.”

“Don’t do that.”

“Don’t touch me.”

“Please, hold me.”

“Pain changes people.”

“You haven’t changed.”

“Please don’t go.”

“Look behind you.”

“Go kill yourself.”

“I can change.”

“Don’t ever change.”

“Want a hit?”

“Do you smoke?”

“Fuck me now.”

“Take my hand.”

“Lead the way.”

“Duck and cover!”

“Just go home.”

“Take me home.”

“Walk me there?”

“Everyone, shut up!”

“Just shut up.”

“Please stop it.”

“Please don’t die.”

“I need you.”

“I want you.”

“Want a hug?”

“Want a kiss?”

“Are you sure?”

“Are you lying?”

“That’s the truth.”

“I’m not lying.”

“Oh my God.”

“For fuck’s sake!”

“I got it.”

“I found it.”

“Call me later.”

“Text me later.”

“Don’t call me.”

“Are you crying?”

“I wasn’t crying.”

“Please don’t laugh.”

“Please don’t cry.”

“That’s a lie.”

“What’d they say?”

“What’ll it be?”

“It’s last call.”

“It’s almost midnight.”

“Do you promise?”

“That’s a promise.”

“Are you serious?”

“Don’t bullshit me.”

“I punched him.”

“I killed him.”

“I kissed him.”

“I love him.”

“I hate him.”

“I lied before.”

“I’m so sorry.”

“I’m not sorry.”

“I’ll come over.”

“Can you come?”

“Want to cuddle?”

“Maybe we should.”

“Maybe we shouldn’t.”

“You don’t say.”

“Make me come.”

“Did you come?”

“I stole it.”

“I broke it.”

“Any bones broken?”

“Are you okay?”

“Are you hurt?”

“That must’ve hurt.”

“He was lying.”

“It’s our song.”

“Can I help?”

“Help me out.”

“Please, for me?”

“Anything for you.”

“I doubt it.”

“I believe you.”

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Online!

Wow. It has been a good minute since I have been on here. And I am sorry about that. There was a bit of outside life that was keeping me away but most of that is done now.

So anyone want to start a new thread?

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destinyislandscutestgirl:

“You admitted it! You really admitted! You missed me, you missed me, now you gotta–” 

It was a silly little taunt, but she stopped halfway through when he actually did kiss her. On the forehead, but it was still a kiss. And he even winked. She was easily reduced to a blushing, stuttering mess. “T-that’s –you’re not being fair! You, you, you –two can play at that game, then! Here, a present for you!”

She couldn’t reach his forehead even if she tried, so instead, she planted a kiss on his cheek.

He should have known better. The girl wasn’t one to shy away from a challenge.

Hand coming up to the girl’s forehead, pushing her away at arm length as his face also grew warm. Frown pulling at his lips as golden eyes glanced away from the tiny girl. Left at a loss for words as he tried to come up with a way to respond to the girl. “You can’t regift.” Grumbled words, a slow breath hissing through his teeth. It wasn’t often that he was unable to come up with a clever quip.

And yet, she always seemed to manage to leave him at a loss for words.

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"I don't feel like it."

Overheard in the Bedroom

@theotherpuppet

“Fine. I’ll go without you if I have to.”

Stretching, getting off of the bed with a sigh. Eyes rolling as he pulled on his pants. A long sigh falling from his lips. Regarding the replica with a smirk, walking towards the door with a grin. “But I’m not going to bring anything back for you.”

Eyebrow raised as if that would tempt him to come. “Let’s go.” 

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//I’ll get some replies done tonight~

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Overheard in the Bedroom

"Just try it. You might like it."

"Harder."

"Want to fool around?"

"Sorry, honey. I'm tired."

"Do you like that?"

"... Little lower."

"I don't feel like it."

"Someone might hear!"

"Faster!"

"Does that feel good?"

"Sorry about that."

"What would you like?"

"Wow. That was amazing."

"I've never done that before."

"Are you sure we aren't going to get caught?"

"Want to try something different?"

"How does this look?"

"I don't feel comfortable about this."

"No. No, I don't think so."

"I feel like playing."

"I need you now."

"Fuuuuuuck. More of that, please."

"What are you wearing?"

"Oh, God, yes."

"Mmm. Right there..."

"Oops. Sorry."

"I didn't hurt you, did I?"

"I needed this."

"Am I in?"

"Here, let me do that."

"What would you like?"

"Kiss me all over."

"Trust me. It'll be great."

"I'm not sure about this..."

"Forgive me for I'm about to sin."

"Fuck me. PLEASE."

"Almost there..."

"Nice and slow."

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theotherpuppet:

He leaned down, this time placing one hand over Van;s mouth and resting his chin atop it.  “Good thing I’m not.”

And this is why he preferred being the one in control. ‘Brat’. Biting at the hand resting on his mouth.

“Tease.” Words muffled by the other man’s hands. Hand falling from the boy’s hair back to the ground. Hoping to catch the other by surprise as he pushed at the boy’s shoulder.  Planning on pinning the other the moment he had the chance. 

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aimxvoria:

    Lucien couldn’t tell if that was an insult toward his weight or his general grey appearance. He arched a brow, instinctively looking at the others teeth before meeting his eyes again. 

     “How exactly do I look like I’m about to fade away?” 

“You’re so skinny you look like you’re about to wither away.” Smirking as he moved closer, studying the other man closer. Slow steps forward as golden eyes slowly studied the man from top to bottom.

He was very interesting. More so than anyone else around.

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From here!

@destinyislandscutestgirl

What was this angel doing to him?

Did she realize how much of an effect she had on him? He swore, the angel was corrupting him more than he could ever hope to taint her. Even now he was willing to defy his brethren if it meant that he could keep seeing her smile.

“You angel’s are very affectionate.” Sighing as he shook his head, lips tilting into a frown despite the warmth that rushed to his face. She was completely odd. Selphie made him irrational, a demon that wasn’t cruel; she made him too soft. “And too trusting. Didn’t I tell you that you shouldn’t go hugging any demons?”

How had the girl lasted this long?

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theotherpuppet:

“You have a lousy sense of humor,” he said, muffled a bit from being close to Vanitas. He leaned up a bit and pressed a quick peck to his jaw before leaning up. “I think I might have even missed that, too.”

A laugh falling from his lips, attempting to free the hand that was in Remus’ grasp.  “I thought you said it was dangerous to feed my ego.” Coaxing the boy closer with the hand entangled in silver hair, attempting to catch the replica’s lips.

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nymphatragicae:

The keyblade master gazed at the other with nothing but scorn. Though she felt the cracks in her relationship with Terra and Ven growing, she would not so easily accept that it would fall apart completely. Their friendship was stronger than that. She had to believe so.

“You’re wrong.” She declared stern and unwavering.

The mysterious boy clad in red and black had become a thorn in her side lately and she knew very well that he was only trying to get a rise out of her. “My friends and I… We can overcome this.” Setting her jaw, she resisted the urge to let her anger get the better of her.

Darkness was linked to these emotions and she had no interest in letting it take hold of her heart.

“Am I?”

Hand moving to comb through his hair, studying the girl’s reaction. She was very headstrong. If it couldn’t be Ventus she would be a good backup plan for forging the blade. Although, he couldn’t fight the urge to want to get under the wielder’s skin. The boy had been so lucky, his training was filled with affection despite his true potential. He wanted to make him suffer, even if it was through others.

And the Master had already claimed the big one for his own purposes. “Where are they right now?” 

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theotherpuppet:

He leaned down, but rather then what Van probably expected, Remus buried his face against the spot where his neck and shoulder met.

“Please don’t,” he begged quietly. “Don’t up and vanish again.”

A sigh fell from his lips, using his free hand to run through the boy’s hair. “I won’t be going anywhere anytime soon.” Words spoken gently, knowing with his past trauma that his words were taken more seriously than they were meant to.

“I was just joking.” Treating the other with rare tenderness, and yet, he couldn’t help but feel happy.

He didn’t understand it but Remus’ desperation to keep him from leaving was comforting.