#XLIFEXBEYONDX

[byxallxmeans]

@xlifexbeyondx​ asked: ❛   go ahead. touch it.   ❜

"Umm." Saliva travelled down her throat, born of anxiety. Blush painted across olive cheeks, Yuki unusually MEEK but given the circumstances... Would anyone BLAME HER? Honestly, thank GOD, only Nat-Chan could see her right now, so shrunken in and of herself, stripped down to her underwear, looking down atthe giant purple COCK extenuating from her best friend's, possibly secret daughter's, cunt. She'd never even DREAMED of seeing her friend naked. Let alone like THIS. And now, after slowly undressing she was being GUIDED to touch it, feel it, wrap her hand around, get down on her knees and-- "I..." Finally she nodded, taking a step forward. Maybe (Hopefully) to Nat-Chan it looked SENSUAL, but really it was slow out of NERVES and she reached down, wrapping her palm around the shaft and giving it a squeeze. Breathy. Anxious. But God her panties were so WET. Black cotten sticking to her cunt. Could Nat-Chan see the OUTLINE of it? "L-Like this?" God, was she really half-naked and groping at her childhood friend's nine inch strap on right now? Fuck. What was wrong with her? And in one universe or another she was also her DAUGHTER? Talk about crazy... And sick. And HOT.

[anemchy]

@xlifexbeyondx​ said: *Natsuno waltzes up to her & gives her head pats*

Sucrose immediately sinks down in her chair, a few pats making contact before hands rush to hide herself in her hat, gripping it firmly. “A-Aah, please don’t do that!! It’s very..” She trails off. Ears flicker in an embarrassed, almost fretful manner as she feels a blush beginning to color her cheeks. 

[ultimaterealmofchaos]

@xlifexbeyondx wanted a starter for sakura!

Hm.

Sakura surveyed the girl in front of her, arms crossed over her chest. Hm.

An athletic build, not unlike Asahina’s. Perhaps she could be... a new training partner? Sakura was always seeking out more of those, after all.

“...Are you interested in possibly training with me?” The question was short and to the point, as the fighter’s speech usually was. “I will not be too hard on you.”

[byxallxmeans]

@xlifexbeyondx asked: ❛ because i care about you, okay? ❜

Sunken shoulders, expression to match, eyes still freshly GLAZED OVER from the pills that were already failing to do their jobs, to keep back the darkness, to glue the puzzle pieces of her mind in PLACE. She was losing herself. And who would miss her? “Y-You do...?” Foggy lens made effort to put a NAME to the girl’s FACE. “Who...” She didn’t finish the sentence, wincing in pain, clutching at her head. God, why couldn’t somebody just MAKE IT STOP. “You... Care about me? But I don’t even know you...” She made attempt to leave, scrambling to her feet but TRIPPING immediately, unable to place heels to concrete. “Why...? Why...?” Was she beginning to TEAR UP?

[byxallxmeans]

@xlifexbeyondx​ asked: 😳 (@ All the beans <3)

BLUSH. Why did Nat-Chan always have to do this? God, Yuki was such a SAP after all, huh? She'd always had a soft spot very specifically dedicated to her childhood friend; A friend she hadn't forgotten in ALL THESE YEARS. It didn't matter the topic. Yuki could be wanting to murder Nenji one moment but feel that anger INSTANTLY DISSIPATE the second Natsuno told her to calm down. That weird vulnerability only further intensified when Nat-Chan was angling COMPLIMENTS & SOFT WORDS her way... Hands clenched and unclenched rather nervously, palms beginning to sweat as she glanced down. "I-I mean... I don't know if I'm all that... But, uhh..." GENUINE HONESTY. Yuki had never valued her life based on her looks. Built from GANG WARS, she was an 80's girl who packed quite a literal PUNCH. With dark eyes that didn't hold NEARLY ENOUGH emotion. And her wardrobe was nothing special... "But thank you. I think you're pretty, too, Nat-Chan." THE PRETTIEST.

[byxallxmeans]

@xlifexbeyondx​​ asked: amaryllis :   what is something or someone that your muse takes pride in ? how do they express that pride ? (All the beans)

Pouty. Arms crossed. Tapping foot. Glasses pushed up the bridge of her nose. Something was BOTHERING Kisaragi about this question, yet all the same she just couldn't QUITE SEEM to put her finger on WHY... She had plenty of shit to be proud of after all. Kind parents. Great friends. Pretty good grades. And she could--... (Sing...) Why was that weighing so heavy on her HEART right now? Wasn't she proud of her voice? Wasn't she proud of BEING. INABA...? What had happened? Think. Kisaragi. THINK. Maybe it was just because Inaba DIDN'T EXIST in the 1980's? None of her friends even knew she could SING, nevermind them making her PROUD of her singing voi--... HARD SWALLOW... F8... Was that all this came down to? That F8 didn't exist yet? That her INSPIRATION didn't--... No... It wasn't about that all... What was it... What. WAS. IT... Kisaragi never would figure it out. Of all the memories and of all the explanations. Kisaragi had yet to remember, had yet to be told... Of Ida's plans to supplant her own existence with that of Miyuki Inaba... But maybe there was still time. Maybe shed' be PROUD of her voice once more... With the RIGHT person to make PROUD.

[byxallxmeans]

@xlifexbeyondx​ asked: 😳 (@ All the beans <3)

"I-..." INSTANT SMILE. Paired with a gentle swallow, painted cheeks and a pick up of rhythmic thumping. One hand very softly coursed through dyed orange hair. "You really think so?" Flick of the silky strandy before Kisaragi CURTSY in her dress. First gig ever. Let alone LIVE. Well, that couldn't technically be considered TRUE, given the fact that she WAS online back in 2024. But... She went back in time and, oh nevermind, it was COMPLICATED. Hair let down for what may have been the first time since arriving here and her usual uniform replaced with a more flowy pearlescent blue dress, shimmery in the body and blooming out into WHITE FRILLS at mid thigh complete with white stockings and -- GULP -- HEELS. Now THESE she'd never wore. Except maybe in 2064 and 2188. But those weren't her. No matter HOW MUCH Ida wished they were. "You really like it? Would you say you STAN IT?" Did Nat-Chan even know what that word MEANT? "You look awesome, too!! A-And YOU didn't even have a make-up artist to help you!!" Clutch at the hem of her dress. "I go on stage at 8:30..." DEEP BREATH.

[byxallxmeans]

@xlifexbeyondx​​ asked: amaryllis :   what is something or someone that your muse takes pride in ? how do they express that pride ? (All the beans)

PRIDE?! Instant shrink onward and into herself, head dipping with... Was that SHAME? Tone seemed even flatter than usual, too, as she talked, cadence slipping. "I... Don't really have an answer to that question..." How PATHETIC. And it wasn't like she could just blame IDA for everything, right? Sure, he'd screwed HER life up, but... "But I guess that's just it, isn't it? If i don't take pride in anyone or anything then of course I don't express that pride..." She sounded... SAD... As if she regretted not doing something that would've CHANGED THAT. "Hmm... I guess for now all I can do is take pride in everyone else." All the people she'd hurt... Especially poor Natsuno Minami, Ei Sekigahara and Yuki Takamiya... She'd arguably hurt them THE MOST. "And to stand beside them in a way I never could..." Yes. The oxymoronic nature of that last sentence was NOT lost on Ryoko...

[byxallxmeans]

@xlifexbeyondx​​ asked: amaryllis :   what is something or someone that your muse takes pride in ? how do they express that pride ? (All the beans)

“Someone that I take pride in, huh?" Dark eyes glanced up toward the other from where Yuki Takamiya sat hunched against the wall before she pushed herself back to her feet, SMILING with that very emotion in question. "Well that would be, Nat-Chan, hands down. No questions asked." The utter SHIT that girl had went through? It could only be seen as a CERTIFIED MIRACLE that she'd crawled her way out the other end so full of LIFE & CONFIDENCE, uncompromising and unapologetic in her SENSE OF SELF, yet equally accepting of others no matter how much they deviate from what SHE HERSELF KNEW. Yuki supposed that only natural, given Natsuno's SCIENTIFIC MIND & EXTRATERRESTRIAL OBSESSIONS. "I'm not too great at the whole EXPRESSION THING, though. I'll die for her, if that helps?" No she was not joking.

[byxallxmeans]

@xlifexbeyondx​​ asked: 🛏️  -  a  starter  where  our  muses  have  to  share  one  bed.

Hands TIGHTENED around the grip of her pistol, finger thankfully shifted AWAY from the trigger. A soft hum belying the THREAT she currently posed to the other. What had happened here? She'd been mere MOMENTS from getting her hands on the data unit and Natsuno Minami. Now there were TRAPPED in 2064. Where the only memories Ryoko WANTED to forget were triggering like NOTHING EVER HAD. Quick pop of the cap and she swallowed a handful of pills, as if it would somehow also treat her PTSD. "Look. Just don't do anything stupid, Natsuno Minami." Quick holster of her gun before she unclipped it from her belt. "We're going to need to share warmth. Or do you WANT to die here?" Who was Ryoko talking? Herself or Natsuno? Suppose it didn't matter all too much as she crawled into the bed beside-- Huh? What was this... WARMTH? And wasn't that the entire POINT of sharing a bed? “Just don’t move okay?” God, would her stupid heart stop racing?

[byxallxmeans]

@xlifexbeyondx​​ asked: ❛   i’m not going to deny that i want to fuck you.   ❜

Muscles tensed, breath caught, fists clenched. None of it was VOLUNTARY. Nor were such sensations ones Ryoko had EXPERIENCE WITH. At least not in this context... It was like she just... Couldn't move. Couldn't talk. Couldn't BREATHE. W-Why would she... "M-Minami..." And what was this BLOOM in her stomach? This WARMTH in her loins? Rogue hand pulled itself inward, forearm taut against said stomach. "Why would you say something so STUPID?" LANCE OF PAIN. "Ahh... You don't want to fuck me, Minami... You don't know the first thing about me..." But was that even true, though? Their recent encounters may have offered up more about Ryoko than even Ryoko knew about HERSELF... And it damn sure wasn't for a lack of TRYING on Minami Natsuno's side... "I need my pills..." Pause. "...And a drink... I--..." Finally eyes lifted to capture Natsuno's own. Letting her see the BLUSH that had painted her cheeks. "Why do I keep lecturing you? You can fuck me if you wanna fuck me..." Eyes snapped wide. "I mean... You can WANT to fuck me if you WANT to fuck me." FREUDIAN SLIP.

[byxallxmeans]

@xlifexbeyondx​​ asked: amaryllis :   what is something or someone that your muse takes pride in ? how do they express that pride ? (All the beans)

"Pride?" One second. Two sec-- "BAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAH!!! Well myself, duh, c'mon what are you an IDIOT?" Words were hyperbolically exaggerated. Yes those two words meant the same thing. But upon seeing Miu keel over clutching PAINFULLY at her stomach, practically DROOLING in her glee, one would likely agree with the description. "Like, look at me, beauty, brains, talent, I'm a trailblazing hottie with the MOST. IMPORTANT. MIND. OF THE 22ND CENTURY!! I'm changing the world here!!" But... Was that true? One would have to define the word: 'Change'. First. And then REDEFINE IT. Because thus far all efforts at fixing their broken toy had left humanity at each other's throat and even what FEW survivors there had been had betrayed and shot up and sacrificed and stepped on each other. (And not in the FUN way.) And as for LOOKS and TALENT... "Who the fuck is in charge of this narration anyway?!” Yeah, don’t mention her PERSONALITY, either. “THE FUCK IS THIS SHIT!?”

[byxallxmeans]

@xlifexbeyondx​​​ asked: ❛ i’ll never be that me again. ❜

Thud. Thud. Thud. There was no HAPPY skipping of any heartbeats here. Just the relentless off-beat POUND of an anxious, sinking heart, like an anchor dropped into Yuki’s stomach. “N-Nat-Chan?” Unsteady voice to match. Dammit, Yuki was usaully the CALM & STABILIZING ONE, at least whenever it came to other people doubting themselves. So why had friend’s words DISRUPTED HER SO? “Nat-Chan, I don’t think I understand... What do you mean you’ll never be THAT you again? What you?” Was she referring to their lives recorded in the logs? Or maybe the friends they were back in elementary school? Was this about Miura and Natsuno having a BOYFRIEND? Gut-churned. Face paled. Eyes just STARED like a dear in the life. “Please. Explain.” She BEGGED.

[byxallxmeans]

@xlifexbeyondx​ asked: ❛   i don’t bite, you know… unless it’s called for.   ❜

"Called for?" Blink. Blink. Blink. STUNNED SILENCE. "What would call for biting? Like in a fight? Or...?" Light blush. Pyra... Wasn't exactly USED to be people flirting with her... She was on her third life now since splitting from Mythra... In her first she'd sank three continent into the ocean. On her second she'd saved the world. And yet either way she'd ended up HERE all the same... Alone... And she'd be alone again... In time... An ever-tiring quest to maintain HOPE in the face of loss that was as ETERNAL as it was INEVITABLE... She'd sought Elysium to free herself of these restraints. TO DIE. Rex had been her anchor back thetn. And now he was gone. And they were here. and Pyra had a whole new world to relearn. From SCRATCH. This one somehow even more technologically advanced than 4048. In it's own ways. "You don't mean..." This girl. This... Natsuno Minami... She seemed... To have a SINCERE SOUL...

[byxallxmeans]

@xlifexbeyondx​​ asked:  apple blossom :   how does your muse go about expressing or not expressing their sexuality ? (All the beans)

"Expressing my sexuality didn't get me very far..." Ryoko shrunk into herself, gripping her pistol PROTECTIVELY. She'd come to rely on that little gun SO MUCH. Like a comforter. That and her pills may very well have been the only things that kept her SANE right now. No offense to Ei Sekigahara -- They were SOMEWHAT ESTRANGED these days. (Her fault.) And no offense to Natsuno Minami, either -- She was SUPPOSED to be capturing her and BJ-011-005. (Again, her fault.) Though, in ways, they had definitely brought their own uniques senses of WORTH to Ryoko's existence. "I did everything I could for the person I thought I loved... And look how I ended up?" Of course, Ryoko had jaded herself to a much more OBVIOUS alternative: Ryoko just hadn't found the RIGHT PERSON to give her all to... (Or maybe she had, and she just hadn't realized it yet...)

[byxallxmeans]

@xlifexbeyondx​ asked: amaryllis :   what is something or someone that your muse takes pride in ? how do they express that pride ? (All the beans)

"Huh?" Blink. Blink. Blink. Knitted brow shifted to the ground, lips pouting, Iori DEEP IN THOUGHT. "S-Something I take pride in?" She had to admit, as the toe of her shoe circled the ground, eyes honed in... "I guess I haven't really thought about it..." Across academia, Fuyusaka was a relatively AVERAGE girl, so to speak. And she wasn't like Natsuno Minami who was both STUNNING & TALENTED. No awards signed to her name. No scholarship pending. Finally her eyes lit up, heart racing and she smiled. "Oh! I got it!! I take pride in my family and friends!!" That counted... RIGHT? "Everyone is so amazing and kind and fun and talented and my parents take such good care of me!!" Pause. "Sure, my Dad, can flip his lid when I break curfew, but he's just protective, y'know?" Another, only now with more GRAVITAS & FLUTTERY HEARTS. “And Nat-Chan is just SO. TALENTED. How does someone who knows THAT MUCH about space also get a body like THAT?” Blush. “I-I didn’t mean it like that!!” Oh God. “I just meant... She’s really fit, y’know. Ph-Physically fit!! Ugh.”