ㅤ ◜ ㅤVIILLC / is an low activity independent MULTIMUSE roleplay blog with a vast arrangement of muses from different animes / manga throughout the ages. penned by bear. ( she / her , 30 , usa ) novella && multi-para , short one liners , canon with various fandoms && HEAVY headcanon influenced. triggering themes && mature content surrounding certain characters. 21+ ONLY , minors please dni. please read rules && regulations , && should something trigger you via my characters OR writing feel free to block me.
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ㅤft. mains —ㅤ@xgeistx /
01. FOLLOWING.
i do not follow for follow. if i follow , i most likely would like to have some means of interaction with the mun && the muse / muses.
02. ACTIVITY.
i post on my own time. i do have a life outside of tumblr , && at the moment is is very hectic. my activity may be a bit sporadic. but i am here , my DM'S && IM'S are always open for plotting or ooc chat.
03. GENERAL.
so just the usual , you know :: no god-modding or meta-gaming. please cut your posts && turn the questions into another post if you wish to continue them. ( if not let me know && i will tag you accordingly in the new post ) don’t feel pressured to match my length , && please take your time with your responses. you do not have to rush to meet my pace. && ya know , don't be a dick.
04. SHIPPING.
this blog is multi ship , but i do have exclusive ships with characters. I LOVE SHIPS. CANON or NONCANON. CROSS OVERS. I ADORE ALL OF THEM. now , i do have certain characters on my roster that are open to all ships , however ( some will be closed off. those will not be shipped with. )
05. FORMATTING.
okay so , i tend to use icons , however i will go icon-less if the thread gets to that point. i.e. novella levels of paragraphs. but feel free to format && respond however you wish.
06. CONTENT.
due to the nature of vast amount of fandoms present on my blog , things such as DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT && some TRIGGERING content will most likely be present. this will likely range from violence , gore , murder , bodily harm && so on. this blog separates fiction from reality. the content i write does not mean that in any shape , form or fashion approve of such behaviors. if you cannot separate fiction from reality , THEN PLEASE LEAVE.
07. TRIGGERS.
i will NOT be tagging triggers , sorry , THIS BLOG IS 21+ , content will get dark && graphic given the numerous fandoms i write in. if you need a specific trigger tagged , then please let me know && i will tag it accordingly. if asked. ( i.e. tw :: xxxx ) FOLLOW AT YOUR OWN RISK.
08. ADULT CONTENT.
so smut is complicated for me , make no mistake i am well above the age of 21+. i am just currently trying to get over some issues around the whole smut thing. once upon a time , i used to be comfortable writing — but then some things happened && i'm trying to recover from that. however , fade to black is perfectly acceptable should you wish to go in the direction with the thread. there may be some attempts to write smut , && said smut will be posted beneath a read more while being tagged accordingly. ( i.e. usfw or nsfw. )
ㅤ LETS GET THIS BALL ROLLING , consider this a starter call. give this a little like / specify which muse && i will type up a starter for you this weekend.
ㅤㅤㅤ❛ GOOD EYE , BUT NOT QUITE. ❜ he proceeds to hold the pistol out in front of him , giving the police girl a good look at the handgun , the sheer size and shape of it , the custom exhaust ports , triggers and grips , it was customized to the max , not a single piece on it was stock but the base of was a set of twin M1911's , his fingers rest on the triggers and he flashes her a grin.
ㅤ ◜ ㅤcrimson eyes lingered over the weapon , taking in every inch && detail. fangs dug into her bottom lip , ruby drops swelling against the sharp canines. knuckles whitening from the grip she had on the leather strap , shifting harkonnen against her back. what seras wouldn’t give to get her hands on it , to dissemble it. clean it. know the inner workings.
❛ what type of ammunition , how many bullets does she hold. ❜ she paused , tongue catching the blood on her lips before smiling up at the demon hunter. ❛ she is a she , isn’t she ? ❜ㅤ ◞ ㅤ
NOW THOSE WERE SOME REAL HONKERS ! the size of them always drew the eye and he wasn't usually the type to ogle , but she just made it so damn hard not to look , course he wasn't always focusing on that aspect of her , just... hard not to notice.
ㅤㅤㅤ❝ okay , so if i buy you anything , gotta keep that size in mind , gotchya , good to know for the future. ❞
ㅤ ◜ ㅤ❛ buy me somethin’. ❜ her head tilts , lips curve in a small grin at the implication the devil hunter might drop a gift in her lap at some point. amusing all things considered , most her clothing came from the lord integra at this point.
ㅤ fangs rested against her bottom lips , crimson eyes lingering on the silver haired male before giving a small huff of laughter. ❛ you don’t need to do that dante , besides i’d hate to get something you gave me covered in blood. ❜ like most of the things she owned , regardless how hard she tried to keep things clean — in the end blood would cover everything.ㅤ ◞ ㅤ
「 deep breath in through the no- the urge to violently scream and destroy things rose exponentially feeling the way his chest pushed at the fabric, the way the material clung and squeezed as his rib cage forced his chest to lift.
this was fine, everything was fi- the sound of china breaking startled him, only realizing he’d thrown the closest thing at hand when strands of his hair fell into his face. he was going to kill Ivankov, scrubbing at his face and the smatterings of makeup the revolutionary had managed to place on him as he’d stood there shocked. get the transvestite to change him back, and then he was going to ki-
first he needed to calm down, slicking his hair back, undoing three buttons when only one still made him feel too constricted. better, he could breathe, staring up towards his brow before slipping a finger into his hair and pulling a lock of it down in front of his face with a few twirls of his finger to create a lazy wave in his hair. … what was he doing?!
“get. out.’ he growled without looking at the door, hating the purred contralto his throat turned it into. “I’m not in the mood.’' 」
ㅤ ◜ ㅤshe had been advised by many that seeing the ex-warlord as frequently as she had been was not the best idea. that despite what she may have thought , a plaything , as a few of his men had so gracefully put it , needed to KNOW it’s place. yet it did nothing to hinder the rubber captain from nearly catapulting herself into his cassino each time she found it.
ㅤ so , this time would be NO different. despite the guard best effort of keeping the rubber woman from entering the building , luffy’s tenacity won in the end. hand placed over her hat , keeping it in secure as she shot past the guard , rocketing into the casino owner’s office. laughing as the male’s face contorted into one of annoyance when he realized , he had been bested.
ㅤ tongue rested on her bottom lip , mocking the male as the door swung closed. attention shifting to the unfamiliar voice in the room , she hadn’t been told croco was in a meeting. not that it would have mattered any , dark hues lingered over the woman. head tilted to the side as she stepped closer … why was she wearing crocodiles clothing.
❛ why are you in crocodiles’ coat. ❜ the voice that left her lips was surprising even to her , a tinge of annoyance mixed with a HINT of possession. the idea of another woman wearing his clothing … upet her for some reason. ❛ take it off. ❜ㅤ ◞
ㅤ ◜ ㅤbetween the book in his hand && feeling of her fingers lazily combing through his hair , kakashi had barley caught her words. a soft hum rose from his chest , head tilting further back into her touch as he shifted to meet her gaze. a single open eye flicked about her features for a moment , taking in the way she looked down at him.
ㅤ that look of comfort && contentment he was sure he didn’t deserve to see directed his way. ever. a soft smile eases on to his features ; hidden under the mask he wore. for a moment he just watches her , takes in the way the sun filters through the window — bathing her in that warm late evening light.
❛ it’s not a pretty story , long && complicated. ❜ he eventually breathes out , slow && quiet as if the words would bring the memories to life before them && ruin this peace he has. ❛ during the third great ninja war , i was protecting a teammate … i got slashed by a hidden stone shinobi when saving my friend. ❜
ㅤ icha icha paradise comes to rest upon his chest as he exhales slowly , the scar that marked his left eye was one of the more traumatic memories. something the copycat still felt deep in his bones. ❛ the slash originally blinded my left eye , between that , the impromptu eye transplant in the field from a rookie medic && the newly awakened sharingan my cheek && entire eye socket were severally damaged. ❜ㅤ ◞ ㅤ
he bends ; she stretches. the smile remaining fixed. to alice, wasn't this just so delightful, and whoever this is, he knows her name! and inside of her, she thinks, i know you too, with a warmth, a familiarity, that allowed her to fold right up without a fuss as she's hauled RIGHT UP within his arms, skywards! part of her wonders what she's missed, but the other thinks, perhaps, this was the adventure she was meant to be having! who was she to turn that away, some grand experience, the potential for what could be a very curious afternoon.
her fingers pet the top of his head, all soft, white, unnatural. but on him? it was perfect, wasn't it? he says she's meant to be chasing after him, but she can't quite remember what happened to send her down here to begin with. "w-wha-" at first it's a matter of WHERE ARE WE GOING, but alice soon settles, content for the ride, the view, holstered up within his arms as her legs swayed, gently. "i feel awfully rude. you know my name, but i seem to have forgotten yours, along with the date we had. why was i meant to be chasing you, mr. rabbit?"
ㅤ ◜ ㅤwhat a truly silly girl she was , fretting herself with the notion of a missed date. so soft && sweet like an upelkuchen cake , the smile on his lips never fades. only grew wider as she settled in his arms , sending a burst of pride through the white rabbit.
ㅤ oh how the others would be jealous of him , for having alice all to himself. ears twitched as peter dipped his head lower into her vision. round glasses glinting in the morning sun , masking his dark eyes as he spoke.
❛ alice your as mad as the hatter today , aren’t you. ❜ he chuckled , nuzzling his face against her cheek as he quickened his pace. it would do them no good if they both arrived late at the queen’s court. some part of peter knows he should stop , should ask the blonde what she recalled of wonderland.
ㅤ but the notion of having her again , of holding his sweet little alice was all that seemed to cloud his mind in that moment. later he would question her memory && remind her of what she had forgotten. or show her. ❛ peter is my name , but if you prefer mr. rabbit who am i to deny your wishes. my sweet alice. ❜ㅤ ◞ ㅤ
❛ when WALKING throughout the pines in the early morning mist , on a path hard to follow by human eyes — a VILLAGE comes to view. do you dare to wonder closer — to view the inhabitants that lurk within the HOMES ?? ❜
#viillc — is an independent MULTIMUSE roleplay blog with a vast arrangement of muses from wide range anime / manga. penned by BEAR.
「 the flickering display still flashed in his mind's eye, hands shoved into the pockets of his pants as he slunk down the sidewalk. to be fair he wasn't technically out to collect a bounty on her, just... make sure that no one else did because she was a... well that was complicated, but also not important. hand flicking out, Spike plucked a bit of fruit from the table he passed and tossed it behind his back to the other hand before lifting it to his mouth.
instant regret, lips pressing together just in time to stop himself from spitting it back out, and throwing the offensive thing to the nearest can. forcing himself to swallow. ughhhh, his stomach was going to be twisting for the next hour suffering though the process of getting rid of that.
there! slouching his way towards his prey, target, sometimes friend. yeah, that worked, Spike settled behind her and tried to follow her line of sight before rocking back on his heels slightly as his body bent in half to put his mouth closer to his ear.
"that your bounty or you just looking for a bit of fun. doesn't really seem your type.' 」
ㅤ ◜ ㅤshe was sure her pulse flatlined for a moment , heart screeching to a halt only to race to regain its lost beats. it wasn’t often honey found herself losing her composure on a bounty job , yet … let it be known to the woolongs in her account — spike spiegel came closer than any before. grey eyes closed , doing her best to regain herself before her company , her bounty , took notice.
ㅤ painted lips spread into a SOFT smile , resting back against the booth with ease. fingers brushing against her lips , shielding them from any prying eyes as she spoke in a low sultry tone. ❛ and what would you know about my type? ❜ slowly she tore her gaze away from the male at the bar , looking up at the lanky COWBOY with curiosity.
❛ what are you doing here spike … ❜ for a moment , honey allowed herself to get lost. wondering over why he was present on her bounty. a raised brow , curiosity slowly turning into annoyance the most time passed. ❛ you’re not here to take MY bounty are you? ❜ ㅤ ◞ ㅤ
「 he couldn't figure out what he'd done wrong, but it had to be something. Maria was so quiet, and it could just be the twins running her ragged, but he'd taken them out to the beach, wore them out, and she was still so... quiet. not that she was ever boisterous like Kytatrina, thank god for that, but she had snappy little one liners sometimes in that dry tone as she sent a pen skittering across paper.
"hello, my golden albatross.' trying not to startle her, that would only worsen her mood if she accidentally spilled ink, Ace wrapped his arms around her shoulders and kissed her temple.
holding his hand in front of her, poised as if he were about to snap his fingers, he used his other hand to lightly slide the paper work away from her as he made a soft hushing noise. she could get back to working on her... whatever the hell this was in a moment, coaxing fire to slowly spill up from his palm. after a moment it twisted thinner and thinner to form a stem, and from the top unfurled a rose that spilled its petals to change shape to a hibiscus.
"i just wanted to tell you the kids are sleeping, and I've already got dinner planned. can I get you anything?'' 」
ㅤ ◜ ㅤshe hadn’t realized just how tired she had been , exhaustion barely began to cover the sensation. realization came with the warmth of his weight , arm tucked around her shoulders ensnaring the marine back against her chair. a sigh left her lips , allowing herself to settle back into his arms. cheeks flushed with the murmuring of THAT nickname , her heart fluttering — stumbling with each beat.
ㅤ lips parted to ensure she was fine , only for her breath to hitch as his lips connected to her temple. brown eyes closed , cheeks flushed , maria found herself leaning further into the action. it amused her , how he could still fluster her so easily , even after the years together. she often found herself struggling to hide behind the papers ; he so casually slide across her desk. away from her grasp.
❛ ace … ❜ his name falls soft on her lips , worried should it be said louder , he would disappear again. that she would be left alone on the island , with their children. a weak shake of the head , shoving the thought away , as her gaze flickers from the FLAMING hibiscus to the freckled man , brows furrowing at his statement.
❛ how did you get the kids in bed. ryder hardly listens to you. ❜ a tease , but truthful , their son had a distaste for his father. genetic it seemed. a shift of her weight && she was facing him properly now , ❛ dinner … is it that late already? ❜ brows furrowed as reality came settling in , had she really been so lost in kytatrina’s paperwork , that she lost track of TIME. ㅤ ◞ ㅤ
「 catching the clown wasn't easy. he'd always been fast, but then he'd eaten the CHOP CHOP fruit and it had given him one hell of an advantage. but it was worth it, chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath, hips grinding in slow waves of pressure as he nipped at the curve of the clown's ear. a small voice in the back of his mind knew that Buggy had to let Shanks catch him unless the red haired pirate used haki.
not important.
"you didn't think I forgot about the day we met, did you?' any reason was a good reason to celebrate Buggy, fingers clumsily tugging at the ridiculously pretentious coat the man wore.
a frustrated noise escaped him realizing there were clasps, of course there were. click, flick, Shanks undid the clasps before yanking the offending item off the clown's body. he could smell the oils Buggy put in his hair when he wanted it really sleek, forcing himself to take a breath before he did something drastic like use a knife to undress the clown. Buggy would hate that, he loved his clothes, and Shanks did too. except when they got in the way…
"you always make me find you.' an apologetic kiss to the clown's shoulder, as his fingers gripped the back buggy's neck to pull him away from the wall and towards the nearest horizontal surface. "you know I always will…' 」
ㅤ ◜ ㅤbreath heaved past his lips , heat blasting back in his face as it bounced off the fabric wall. he heard the humming of shank’s voice behind him , felt the vibration of his tone against his ear. yet the words were … muffled by his OWN loud thoughts. the incisively slow rolling of the other hips drew forth a broken moan.
ㅤ just on the other side of the wall , buggy could hear the soft echoing of a laugh track melding with the steady rhythm of circus tune being played. the idle sounds his ship carried as his crew went about their lives ignorant of the torment their captain was undergoing. long strands of blue hair clung to the pirate’s face , hat long since discarded by the one-armed ASSAILANT. head shifting , forehead resting against the white && red cover of the big top , trying his damnedest to recall how he had gotten here.
ㅤ the flashy fool could only recall bits of it , seeing the ginger pirate in a drunken state. that look in his eye that most read as trouble , but only caused the blue haired clown to exist stage left. his thoughts were displaced at the tugging , as if his powers just chopped them into pieces , the familiar sound of clasp being undone danced under the sound of shanks breath. face flush with heat as the clown tried to find his voice.
❛ y-you’re the one that KEEPS l … leaving. ❜ he huffed , a shiver running down his spine at the lack of layer separating them. somewhere in the depths of his mind he knew he would be pissed about being so carelessly disrobed , but for the moment. buggy didn’t care. the feel of familiar lips resting against his shoulder blade caused a HITCHED in his breath. the soft moment ruined as a shameless mewling sound left the clown’s throat as he was directed elsewhere. ㅤ ◞ ㅤ
◜ 𝒬. ◞ ──── @dvilhunt asked seras .ᐟ ❛ just how big are your tits. like honestly , full size no lies. ❜
ㅤ ◜ ㅤa laugh leaves the police girl , awkward && a bit forced but she expected nothing less from the demon hunter. having heard worse questions from his mouth during their jobs. a hand comes to rest against the base of her neck , crimson eyes flicking down to her voluminous chest.
❛ last i checked , around 90cms. ❜ at least that was the measurement taken when sir integra issued her a new uniform.ㅤ ◞ ㅤ
