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Opal backed up immediately, hands gripping each other but making sure they were fully visible. No reaching. No grasping.

"I ... I didn't want this as a first option. I. I just wanted to offer to try to strengthen your body with another method but. What happened..." Her eyes were red from crying and she looked exhausted. But despite the fact she looked ready to tear up again, she choked it down to explain better.

"I had. A thought. Some mortals... Humans. Other people tried to take me and my blood to try and raise themselves to godhood. I had thought about it, to ask you despite the dangers since I've seen my blood grow flowers despite barren circumstances... It wasn't supposed to be like this."

Star wars nearby, more on Sora's side as a barrier between the two. Despite actively moving away, Opal's heart broke a little to know she was still considered a threat despite everything.

(sometime after Opal gets better)

"This wasn't what was supposed to happen. I... It feels like my head was hit by a truck and I couldn't even see anything past the fog. I've done terrible things, and I don't ask for forgiveness. I just ask that we work together to try and fix this."

He did shrink away from her, his hand rubbing his wrist where she had previously grabbed him while in such a state. There wasn't even a scar anymore, and he hadn't been able to get any sense of rest since the incident happened.

"... What is it you did to me? I feel off-- I feel like something's wrong but I don't know what it is, or if it's even real."

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Power rippled through his hand, the blade settling into his hand in a way that wasn't like it was meant to be but... It felt cozy. A good friend.

A beam of light escaped the tip and pierced Opal's heart, and then it all fell into darkness.

When his eyes open again, he's floating above a station. Her station of awakening, where her arms were trying to hold onto all these portraits. Some were fuzzy, as if their memory was fading. Some were clear. One or two were just black.

"Point at her chest. And imagine a door where her godhood is. I need you to imagine it closing and locking it." Their voice whispered into his ear, a comfort to guide him through.

"I will have you wield me. Take my hand, and I will guide you."

They brought out their hand but their visage shifted and shimmered before the glamour faded into nothing. Familiar's Duty floated before him, asking to be wielded by someone they seemed worthy.

This was after all, part of their responsibility.

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🌕💙⚜️💙Stars and the Moon💙⚜️💙🌕

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Opal didn't say anything. She made some kind of pathetic noise, but only nodded. No going near them. No touching no going near nothing.

She hurt him. And she broke the trust she worked so hard to bridge and she fucked everything up.

Her hands were visible. Clutching each other but always visible. Always making sure not to reach out. Keeping herself far from him.

Star watches her carefully, eventually moving to go to Vanitas. Deliberately keeping themselves between her wielder and the Darkness.

"I will bring you your things and your Unversed. She will not enter the cave. Will that suffice?"

Vanitas watched the whole ordeal, his eyes wide with a mix of anger and fear. It was hard to see Opal as herself. When her hand reached for him, something inside snapped. He remembered not seeing Opal, but rather the many hands his master had used.

Terra.

Xemnas.

Ansem.

All of them except for the younger variation who couldn't care less about him for some reason.

They had all reached for him, dragging him out of this cave on more than one occasion.

How could he see her the same way ever again? Especially after her eyes held that same golden hue?

"You'll stay as far away from me and my Unversed as possible."

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i’m obsessed with this

and then, two months later....

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Acts of Affection

Send in a symbol from YOUR muse to see how MY muse will react to yours!  For the ones where YOUR muse gives or says something to mine: WILD CARD! Your muse can pick the item, sing a specific song, or say a specific thing! Specify the muse for multi-muses!

Family/Platonic:

✩  Grooming, brushing, or tending to their hair.

✪  Rubbing their back after a stressful day or disappointment.

★  Cooking them their favorite meal and feeding them.

✬  Making them their favorite hot beverage.

☼  Cuddling on the sofa next to each other.

☀  Singing them to sleep.

☆  Getting them something they need before they ask for it. 

☄ Leaning your head on their shoulder while they talk.

✥ Play fighting!

❃  Mussing their hair or tugging at their clothes (a hat, sleeve, etc.)

Shipping/Romance:

♥  Laying by their side and watching them while they sleep with a fond smile.

♡  Kissing the corner of their eyes.

❥  Running your hand over their arm and gently pulling them close.

❤  Whispering sweet nothings in their ear. 

❦  Holding hands and nuzzling somewhere ambient and low-lit.

❣  Staring deep into their eyes with adoration.

ღ  Rubbing your leg against theirs under the table.

ℒ  Pulling them into a hall/alley to kiss them passionately.

￡ Brushing your hand over or gently squeezing their bum.

Ω Running a hand over their collar bone or décolleté.

Sexual/NSFW:

✖  Soft nips at the neck and shoulder line.

✗  Bathing, washing, or soaking together quietly after sex.

♦ Body-worshipping their naked form, slowly.

✚  Painting honey dust, edible paint, or other soft brush strokes on their body.

✦  Giving a sensual massage.

♢ Straddling their lap and holding their face to yours for a deep kiss.

▲ Dressing them up in lingerie (or gear) with gentle attention.

▽ Running your hand between their thighs and splitting their legs apart.

► Unzipping their clothes free and kissing their neck.

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Send “Rumor has it...” And a rumor about my muse

Specify for multimuse blogs.

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Ideal relationship is that I sell my soul to some kind of mildly evil deity in exchange for powers. No, we're not like, dating, but we are bonded together till both of our souls are destroyed, and we do fuck. She's meeting my parents next week.

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I think I'm afraid of you.

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"Good. Then whatever you need from your old residence, I will help you get it." Star offered.

Opal stood back, trying not to spiral into herself. She hurt him. She hurt Sora. She kept hurting people and then feeling bad and getting better and then getting worse and then--

"OPAL!"

Ah! Star had put a hand?chain? on her shoulder to snap her out. She was crying again. Feeling sorry for herself.

"This is unproductive. Vanitas needs his companions. Would you be okay with going to the house and collecting your things to bring back with you?" Careful language was being used. Every time Star mentioned their home, it was always not his. Making him separate. Making sure he didn't feel obligated to go back to a place that made him so uncomfortable.

"I-I'm sorry." Opal whimpered, the guilt deep in her chest and settling into her stomach. It wasn't going to leave so easily.

Vanitas' eyes darkened, gaze shifting downward. "I'm staying here. Luxu offered to take me with him, but I declined. If rotting alone means I'm free from being a tool for anyone else, then so be it."

He'd live here. He'd die here. He'd stay away from everyone ever again. No one can hurt him here. No one can use him here. No one can turn him into a weapon or claim him as theirs.

He was a living creature! He may not be human or even moral, but he was still alive. He didn't want to belong to anyone. He didn't want to be pulled into anymore plans.

"I'm staying."

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ANONYMOUSLY TELL ME YOUR HONEST OPINION ABOUT ME. I CAN’T REPLY/COMMENT, JUST PUBLISH.

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Go into my inbox and tell me a situation you’d love to see my Muse go through.

Curious how my muse would handle heartbreak? Want an open where my Muse is irrationally upset or in danger? Toss all the ideas at me! I might get inspired!

Anon is optional.

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He was right.

He was right. He was right. He was right.

She did this. She kept thinking of him as her own, despite everything. She wanted him to stay. She wanted...

... Her eyes teared up, and she visibly held herself back. Opal's eyes glanced at her partner, but there was no sympathy from them.

"... I ... I'm sorry. I. Don't know what else to say. I... You don't have to come back I..." Her voice broke a little, and she couldn't continue.

Star moved forward, a hand up and finally putting themselves between their partner and the Darkness. That was enough.

"I'm going to make sure you're able to gather your items and make a new space for yourself. I'm not sure where it will be, but I'm going to make sure she doesn't go near you." As the key spoke, Opal turned away.

It hurts. She hurt people she cared about. Her mind was wrong and she hurt him... She did it again. Pushed people away by trying desperately to hold on. And she was doing so well too! But he was right. Even when he was living under her roof expressing himself she still thought of him as "hers". And.

... She needed to leave. No. That wouldn't fix anything. Just .... She needed to be better. Somehow.

"I never wanted to hurt you.... It felt like my brain became overwhelmed and... It just cracked. You don't have to forgive me. But I hope you'll still call your space home."

(for when she eventually gets better)

Based on this prompt

His breath hitched as he curled in on himself, shrinking away.

“You lie. You all lie. If you cared about me you wouldn’t have done what you did. You only care to satisfy yourself. Everyone does.”

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Whisper something in my muse's ear and see how they react!

NOTE: the setting is someplace public! It can be during an important meeting/moment, etc. Feel free to specify, or else receiver will choose when answering!

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" ... I do care about you. Truly. But ... I'm not going to make you choose anything. I just wanted to apologize for my actions, and apologize for scaring you in your space. That was wrong."

She looked so.... Small. Guess when you don't have wings, or horns, or a tail you're just kind of. Regular. Her eyes couldn't look at him, guilt still deep inside.

Star was nearby too, hovering closer to Vanitas to make sure nothing funny happened on her wielder's part.

"I never wanted to hurt you.... It felt like my brain became overwhelmed and... It just cracked. You don't have to forgive me. But I hope you'll still call your space home."

(for when she eventually gets better)

Based on this prompt

His breath hitched as he curled in on himself, shrinking away.

“You lie. You all lie. If you cared about me you wouldn’t have done what you did. You only care to satisfy yourself. Everyone does.”

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"I will have you wield me. Take my hand, and I will guide you."

They brought out their hand but their visage shifted and shimmered before the glamour faded into nothing. Familiar's Duty floated before him, asking to be wielded by someone they seemed worthy.

This was after all, part of their responsibility.

Star first checked on Sora for any wounds, eyes scanning over the arm that he was favoring. Strange... there wasn't even a scar on it now.

"We'll figure that out in a minute. First, I need to ask you something. Can you help me lock away her power?" A sudden request, one that likely would have fairly long lasting implications but it was likely for the best of everyone involved.

"I don't have a lot of time. But if you help me do this, she'll just be mortal. Mostly. Unless something terrible happens but this is for the best."