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//hiii so i know i havent been super active here but im coming to announce im taking a short break on this blog as ive created a new roleplay blog for my bnha oc<3 if you’d still like to interact then follow me HERE!

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debating whether or not to create a roleplay blog dedicated to yu-jin and her girl group

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 ❝ Excuse me.. ❞ He didn’t care if the person he was speaking to was an employee or a customer, all Seth knew was that he needed assistance from a human. A sick Erica had demanded that Seth run out and grab her some medication and ‘comfort food’ but seeing as he never needed the stuff in his life, he had no idea what he was supposed to get her.

 ❝ What is the best medication to buy for a stomach flu? ❞ Was there anything else she had asked for? ❝ Oh.. Do you know where I can buy… instant ramen?   ❞ He wasn’t sure if that was the correct name.

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Misc. sentence & symbol starters

Send one for my muse’s reaction (sfw & nsfw):

Feel free to change pronouns/etc, or add descriptions of what’s happening!

“It’s not so bad, once you get used to it. But once you get out? All Hell breaks loose.”

“I don’t need you to hold my hand. I can do this alone.”

“That letter you wrote–did you mean every word?”

“Come watch the sunset with me.”

“Once, just once, I’d like for someone to bring me flowers instead of corpses.”

“Everyone I’ve asked says you’re someone who can’t be trusted. What do you make of that?”

“You’ve been so quiet, lately. Is there something we need to talk about?”

“Nobody completes another person. There’s no such thing as a soulmate.”

“If we die tomorrow, I want you to know that you were the (best/worst) thing to ever happen to me.”

“Love doesn’t always involve suffering. At the very least, it shouldn’t.”

“Who taught you love was supposed to hurt?”

“I’m not asking for your deepest, darkest secrets. I’m just asking you to open up a little.”

“You wouldn’t hurt me. You can’t.”

“Does (name/pronoun) know you’re here with me?”

“When they died, I didn’t know what to do with myself. I just… got lost.”

“Rage will only get you so far.”

“There are more lives at stake here than the ones you care about! What gives you the right to decide that one person’s life weighs more than countless others?”

“You look at (name/pronoun) like you want to fuck (name/pronoun).” 

“It’s been a bad day, please pay attention to me.”

“I want to make you feel good.”

“Can you stop eye-fucking me for five minutes?”

“What I’m saying is: I want to fuck you.”

“Not that I’m complaining, but your hand keeps brushing my groin.”

“Hands to yourself until I say otherwise.”

“On your knees, there we go.”

“Everyone knows the two of you have been fucking.”

“Getting laid might help you relax a little.”

“I could kiss you all day.”

“I’m not saying I don’t love you. I’m saying I don’t trust you.”

“Don’t think for one second that there’s anything I wouldn’t do for (name/pronoun).”

“Did I ever tell you about my parents?”

“You must have done something truly awful, to end up where you are now.”

“I didn’t know how to tell you, so I didn’t. I’m sorry.”

“Stop trying to make me feel guilty.”

“Tell me something nice, please. About anything.”

“If you don’t get out of bed, I’ll pour this coffee on you.”

“I’m afraid of a lot of things. You’re not one of them.”

“If you would just let me take care of you, this would be a lot easier on us both.”

“What makes you think I’d ever help you?”

“Do you need me to kill someone?”

Symbols (add as much or as little description as you’d like!)

★ to clap a hand over my muse’s mouth and drag them out of sight

❉ to kiss my muse on the mouth (or somewhere else, if specified)

↑ to pick my muse up and carry them, for whatever reason

™ to wrap an arm around my muse’s shoulders and pull them in for a hug

♫ to playfully slap my muse’s ass

✂ to grab my muse by the throat

☛ to start shouting at my muse for something they did

♦ to slide a drink towards my muse (alcoholic or otherwise)

♠ to tend to my muse when they wake up injured and confused in your muse’s home, having been rescued by your muse

≠ to slap my muse across the face!

♡ to touch my muse any way you’d like - add a description!

Add ‘reverse’ for our muses’ roles to be reversed!

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❝ Excuse me… ❞ The halfling can barely get the words out of her mouth, the searing pain - like someone was stabbing a blade into her brain - in her head amplifying with every sharp inhale she took. ❝ Do you have any painkille- ❞ Her body weak from the pain, Erica couldn’t finish her sentence before her weight loosened on the wall she was leaning against and she fell, eyes fluttering shut as she passes out.

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still dying for a stalker/saesang au with yu-jin

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— 8 PEOPLE I’D LIKE TO KNOW BETTER !

TAGGED BY: @necrophagic (thank u<3) TAGGING: @noctispostmortem @voiicxless @nexarerum @skyfullofashes @cadcnce

ONE ( ALIAS / NAME )   Alice TWO ( BIRTHDAY )   12/05/99 THREE ( ZODIAC SIGN )  Taurus FOUR ( HEIGHT ) 5′7 FIVE ( HOBBIES )   writing, yoga, photography, sleeping SIX ( FAVOURITE COLOUR(S )  pink!! and purple SEVEN ( FAVOURITE BOOKS )  Alice In Wonderland, Rebecca EIGHT ( LAST SONG LISTENED TO )   I Love You - EXID NINE ( LAST FILM WATCHED )  The Boy (was acc kind of good??) TEN ( INSPIRATION FOR MUSE )   Tbh I’ll either get them from watching/reading stuff or mythology. ELEVEN ( MEANING BEHIND YOUR URL ) i acc didn’t pick it for any particular meaning lmao

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voiicxless‌:

—- HE DOUBTED SHE REALLY WAS AWARE of the dangers that lurked Below Earth, because if she was, she wouldn’t be here. She’d have found ways to collect water from Acheron without thinking she needed to dive into Hell’s bowels to get it –she’d have enchanted fire to mimic the Phlegethon ( or something along those lines, he was no witch ), and then she’d have went back home. As easy as it could have been, as well as being much less of a hassle. No waste of time and of energy, she could get her business rolling, and he’d still be snoring the scorching heat away.

OF course, it would be easy to tell her there was no secondary entrance around her, better chance next time, and get rid of her. But Epiphron was curious, and this curiosity would likely be the dead of him, one day.

       << I’m saying, I d-d-don’t t-t-think you c-c-could physically withstand it. M-m-morally and m-m-mentally, I c-c-can’t say, b-b-but I’m sure your b-b-body w-w-wouldn’t m-m-make it all t-t-the w-w-way t-t-to Phlegethon. Even I c-c-can’t. >>

WOULD that be enough to dissuade her ? A tricky question, that he decided to exchange for another one,

       << I d-d-didn’t know it w-w-was t-t-this obvious I’m from Below Earth, still. Is it t-t-the stench of m-m-mud t-t-that g-g-gave m-m-me away ? >>

    ❝ Exactly how would my body not be able to cope with it? I apologise if I come across as nuisance but I need to good reasoning for you to change my mind. ❞ Seeing that she was in a living state and the Underworld was a place for the dead, Olivia could understand that only partially. After all, if the myth of Orpheus is true then surely she could venture down there herself? Especially considering she wasn’t just a human either. 

        ❝ Not at all. ❞ Despite sounding solemn earlier, she was able to crack the lightest of smiles. ❝ For one I doubted that I would find anyone out here at all, so that gave me a clue.. ❞ Her foot idly kicked away a handful of pebbles that lay near her feet.... 

      ❝ Your aura is very similar to that of my familiar. You see he is a demon from the Underworld. Putting two and two together, I was quite sure you were from down below. ❞

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nexarerum‌:

“Only sometimes, you know?” The half demon took a small sip from his can, letting out a soft sigh. “It’s quiet, no one really bothers you. Stuff like that. It’s a good thinking place too. I mostly visit relatives.” He light tapped the gravestone before flashing a smile.  “Seizures? Isn’t that like really bad? You should be in the hospital.. that shit is like.. brain damaging.”

❝ Oh I see.. I’m sorry for your losses. ❞ Erica responded politely. She had misunderstood that he was also visiting past loved ones rather than just hanging out here for the mere ‘fun’ of it. Her hand slipped down past her head now to clutch her right upper fore-arm loosely. ❝ So far I haven’t had any brain damage from them. They’re just un-treatable and we’re not sure why exactly. At least they’re not a massive hindrance on my life. ❞

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still dying for a stalker/saesang au with yu-jin

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noctispostmortem‌:

Another day, another job. It was tiresome, constantly being shipped out from one job to the next, always making sure to play the part of whomever he was pretending be that day. Sometimes, he almost found himself wishing someone would realize that he wasn’t their friend, their lover or whatever they were to that person. Something to at least makes things a little bit interesting yet at the same time, complications were never good and he knew the disapproval he’d gain if it were ever found out he hadn’t performed properly.

Cold fingers grasp his glass as he heads over to take a seat at the bar, his mind wandering far from him as he barely notices the female moving closer. Orange eyes blink in surprise, meeting her gaze before dragging along the length of her frame and noting how he had just drenched her with the strong amber liquid. It didn’t really matter to him that she didn’t sound sorry, whether she ran into him or not it was still his drink that ended up on her. “You need a towel or anything to clean up with? Sorry, I guess I should have been paying closer attention.”

    ❝ I don’t think a towel will be of much help.. ❞ She replied as she glanced back down at her dress. Granted, there would be no trace of a stain but the wet material sticking to her skin underneath was a bit uncomfortable. 

    ❝ Excuse me one moment..  ❞

   Her solution? The hand dryers in the bathroom. She brushed on past the male without acknowledgement to his own apology (despite it being her own fault) before stopping herself short and glancing over her shoulder at him. ❝ What were you drinking? ❞ Indira inquired while giving a nod to the male’s nearly empty glass. From time to time if she was bored enough she could bother herself to seek out some form of company; whether that be to have someone to idly chat to or to bully.

    ❝ I want to know so I can buy you another when I come back from the ladies’ room. It was technically my fault it’s spilt. ❞

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   ❝ Well nothing is coming of this. ❞ The female murmured underneath her breath. From time to time, when she felt like not sitting in her apartment with a bottle of wine, Indira liked to take herself out for a drink. Taking herself out for a drink meant treating herself by going to one of the much nicer cocktail bars that the city had to offer since she could afford it; it wasn’t like she spent her money on things she needed after all. The novelty would wear after an hour or so when she had to sit and endure the loud, meaningless chatter of groups of wealthy humans that were around her.

   Taking a sip of her sangria (she had tasted better), the Keres stood up from her bar seat and turned to leave the bar to go to the smoking area, only to collide with someone and have their drink spill all down her dress. A shocked gasp left berry red lips as Indira stared down at her soaked dress - thank God all her clothes were black - only for her eyes to slide up and stare at the stranger with disapproval (even though she was the one to knock into them).

     ❝ Sorry.. ❞ She didn’t sound apologetic.

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nexarerum‌:

“Only sometimes, you know?” The half demon took a small sip from his can, letting out a soft sigh. “It’s quiet, no one really bothers you. Stuff like that. It’s a good thinking place too. I mostly visit relatives.” He light tapped the gravestone before flashing a smile.  “Seizures? Isn’t that like really bad? You should be in the hospital.. that shit is like.. brain damaging.”

❝ Oh.. ❞ She glanced at the tombstone that his hand rested on, ❝ I’m sorry for your losses. ❞ She spoke out of courtesy. She guessed he was right about it being a peaceful place to wander, albeit it might be a little odd. ❝ Yeaah... there kind of common for me. There’s not really a cure or medication for the kind I have. ❞ Erica explained as her hand dropped to her side. ❝ I just have to put up with them y’know? ❞