#○ ° ★ . * 𝐴𝑛𝑠𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑑.

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@atdutiesend

"I can't lower my bar of expectations any more. The devil is already using it for limbo parties in hell." Olga-Marie requires sympathy from Oberon. Behold the Chaldeans.

Random dialogue.

"Lady Animusphere, that's so mean! Didn't I already leave said bar at stratospheric heights? The audacity!" A single pink-ish amaryllis is tossed to her face as admonishment, accompanied by Oberon puffing his cheeks, "And what's with that sour face too? If you continue frowning like that you're gonna get wrinkles before Cath Palug sheds its Winter fur!"

[katikis]

but inside !!!!!!!!

"What? No, I only have a small pouch of tentacles there. Everyone knows about enbies having tentacles, right?"

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Do you think Arjuna tail would grow back if it was cut off

Not actively. Arjuna as an entity lives and exists in a plane beyond human discernment, so their connection to their human body (vessel) is mostly in a metaphysical level. If they were to lose a limb it would not register at all because the vessel is such a minuscule part of what they are. Losing their tail or limbs or sustaining any kind of injure would not as much as register for them until it started hindering their actions, which will take a lot since they don't even use their body. They don't walk nor breath and barely speak, just a hovering mass of divinity in the shape of someone once called Arjuna. Once reached that point though, they would "fix" the "imperfections" in the vessel and continue without much thought.

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@masterofchaldea

❛ just let me do this for you. ❜ // for vortigern!

200 random dialogue prompts.

He swats her hand away right before it can as much as grace the fur of his mantle. The open smile on his face clashing with the rough action, yet he seems happy to ignore it.

"Please don't touch me. I might just throw up on your shoes." he seems utterly unapologetic, "I don't need nor want anything from you, so keep your distance, alright?"

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I'd like to introduce Arjuna to a very special cat. One named Garfield.

"..." they watch the cat on the screen, taking notice of its like for a dish called lasagna and an inclination for deep sleep. Was that what Karna meant? Did the pandava enjoy this lasagna and long rest as well?

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"SHHH!!"

Yuta's palm shoots to cover Toge's mouth, eyes frenetically glancing around in case anyone heard him, then going back to Megumi to make sure he hasn't noticed the commotion. Yuta sighs in relief, pulling his hand back and throwing his best friend a dirty glance, before leaning in closer to whisper.

"Don't say that outloud...!" he recriminates, hand holding onto his shoulder to shake him a bit, "I haven't even told anyone I like men yet-- I haven't even told you!! How did you know?!"

@capuchinofoam said: “ why are you looking at me like that? ” Yuta for Toge Question prompts || Accepting

Toge's stare is completely warranted or at least, he thinks so. It's not particularly amused but the way Yuta thinks he's being particularly sneaky by stealing glances at Megumi isn't something that anyone with eyes can ignore. Violet eyes travel from Yuta to Megumi back and forth until eventually his stare is fixed on his classmate with a look of disbelief and only bothering to respond once it's called into question. "Tsuna Mayo." You're down so bad.

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ღ for Obe :)

Attraction meme.

Romantic attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme Sexual attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme Aesthetic attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme Sensual attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme

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@asagamifujiino

Fujino has brought a cup of tea for Da Vinci.

Unprompted.

The Mona Lisa's smile never stutters, thus the brief surprise is shown in her gaze only, followed by appreciation and a grateful nod of her head. She might be dead, but the warmth that seeps through her gloves as she holds the cup is the same she felt upon endless nights of work when she was still flesh and blood, brought to her along a sandwich by an exasperated Mickey. The scolding was also part of the package.

"Signorina Asagami...! You shouldn't have bothered, yet I deeply appreciate it, you are kind." the amount of sugar is perfect too. Was it just luck? Then again, Da Vinci was perfect in every sense, luck was just another one she had to consider, "It seems I've lost track of time once again, but what about you? Do you enjoy visiting an inventor in her workshop this late at night? I don't complain, truly, but I apologize for the disarray. I'm sure I can find an empty seat somewhere around here for you—" or make one, as she shoves away a pile of documents to empty one, "There...! Please feel free to join me if you would like."

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@inferiorty

i think we need to kill this guy pretender

Unprompted.

"Gladly~! But why are you still calling me that? You know you can use my name, yes? Say it with me, Lord Kadoc. O~be~ron~! I know it would sounds nicely coming from your lips."

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"Oh don't you try to pull out that shit." any initial surprise is quickly overwhelmed by a pointed look, a tired sigh leaving thin lips, "Playing a victim doesn't suit you, Satoru. Are you gonna act like a kicked puppy every single time I react to you being an asshole? If so I don't know why you even stick around. I'm sure you can find someone to suck your holy dick if me treating you like a normal human it's too much for your sensibility. Honestly, I don't even know why you insist in hanging around me."

"You think?" Satoru asks before yelping with a loud "ow!" when he's elbowed, stepping away from Suguru and giving him the oh-so-desired personal space as he rubs the spot of the recent attack. "Not to stomp on your ego but I don't think he'd go for you, Suguru," he adds, shoving his hands back in his pockets. His eyes stay glued on the pavement in front of them, knowing if he looked around too much his eyes would get overwhelmed rather quickly. The six eyes still took some finesse to master. His gaze snaps back up to his friend at the mention of a shower though, mouth open in a grin to ask only to be shut down before a single sound leaves him. No fun.

"Yeah but so do you, right? So what's the difference?"

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@masterofchaldea

"you don't give an inch, do you?" //to vortigern!!

The serpent and the wings of night.

"What do you mean? I give plenty of inches, it's just you who doesn't notice. Bit of head in the clouds, huh? Didn't think I was being particularly secretive."

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@masterofchaldea

"Hey, Arjuna, would it be okay if I brushed your hair?"

Unprompted.

The request is heart, processed, and analyzed. They fail to see the benefit in it, but neither see any negative effect. "I see no reason to... oppose."

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@umbrannis

"would you like to tell your story to me? i'd love to hear it." Overhaul to Shigs!!

Poor deer.

"Oh, you know how it is."

Tomura leans further back against the backrest, shoulders creaking as he seemingly gets comfortable. He doesn't sound neither particularly amused nor bothered by the other's question, if rather somewhat idle, head leaning back as if watching the ceiling through the fingers of the hand on his face.

"Wretched things. We spawn, born rotten to the core from the first moment. Bad weed the righteous ones must pull out before they infect the whole garden. Not much to see there, right? No no, we should focus on what's to come instead. My dirt is not yours to dig, do me a favor and I will do you one back, yeah? That's what trust is all about."

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Fuchsia is bright under snow white lashes as they watch him, pink lips in a thin inexpressive line. They have always been outstanding when it came to hiding away from their face their true feelings, but it's in moments like these, when he looks at them like that and his voice hold the ever so slightly hint of something else, that a certain emotion can be seen in their eyes.

So they approach him, never truly denying him anything. Delicate hands are placed on his shoulders as they do as silently asked and join him on his lap, their dark coat forgotten behind them as they present themselves in only the white attire of a priest. They watch, and await; maybe for a next request, or maybe to give him the time to bring back memories of this same moment a thousand years ago. Pink lips part slightly, and they watch his face closely as they finally speak.

"...Ryomen."

"Ume..."

Sukuna's voice beckons the with only a soft purr of their name. For a being who thinks emotions aside from pride and apathy are useless, there is one such emotion that Sukuna is only just curious about. In no other instance besides with this one does the faint possibility of discovering just what this feeling is like become tangible. It's one of the other reasons why he keeps them around.

His arm are open, a silent askance for them to join him in his lap. For a moment he want to indulge, if they shall let him.

@capuchinofoam for Ume

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