#Xcedia

[whiskeysmulti]

🍒 + queenharumiura + vipermirage + myself

send  me  🍒  +  a  url  and  i  will  write  some  positivity  for  them.- accepting!

.Whiskey.

Starting this one off with @vipermirage

Neptune, we love you! Your muses are quality, Viper especially. I love how you have them as the categorical little shit they are. Especially when they asked to be pretty much venmo'd x amount before they'd even talk. I like that there's a distinct difference in how they interact with the other Arcobaleno and Varia, as it was always something important to note with Viper, they were a part of both.

I also like that you keep Viper's sense of humanity, yes they have one. Mammon has on occasion shown concern for others and a sense of humanity and your interactions with Bel and Haru show it a lot.

And when I approached with Mukuro, they reacted accordingly. Mukuro would be a rival Mist user in general and a rival in being Vongola over Varia or Arcobaleno, so it makes sense that if Mukuro approached, Viper would already know something was up and it was probably something to do with wanting a test of who was stronger, which was exactly what I had in mind for Mukuro approaching.

Overall, your Viper is 100/10 amazing!

Next, @queenharumiura

Neo! My friend! I love your portrayal! You understand on a much deeper level that Haru is so much more than just the Tsuna fan girl she gets reduced to in fics. I love that you are so easy to plot with too, it's refreshing to just click with someone who not only can understand their own muse on a deeper level, but how the other writer's specific portrayal would interact with them.

I love that you have Haru well defined as she is instead of just following her canon strictly to a T which made writing with other Harus in the past kind of hard, (as I mentioned I've written Dera on discord and skype before and a lot of the time it didn't work out.) Sometimes I also wonder if you're a real life Haru as some of your own OOC interactions seem kind of on brand for her, like your fear of sending Mukuro anything lol.

I will keep this one short and sweet though I could go on, I love your portrayal, my friend you're doing great!

Now onto you @xcedia

NGL, Emi, I was actually hesitant to follow you before because I was intimidated by your portrayals. I don't know enough about Genshin or Persona to say anything on those ones, but your KHR muses are on point. From Primo to Hayato to Bel, Bianchi, Hibari and down the line, I see a lot of careful thought placed into each one and you even have their mannerisms and personality down.

I love interacting with you be it Bianchi, Bel, whoever you would choose, my muses and I will always be down for plotting and writing with you. You understand each character and bring them to life on the dash and I will follow you for the rest of my tumblr life just to read your stuff.

Closing statements: I love all three of you and I'm glad I got the opportunity to write with such amazing talents.

[queenharumiura]

Continued from: [x] @xcedia ((Whoops, here I go to add another to the list))

“L-loser?” Haru’s taken aback at the first thing he asks her, but she remembers who she was just talking to moment before he came up. Was he watching her? “He was someone who picked up something that I dropped and I was thanking him for that. He was nice, so he’s not a loser.” Normally, Gokudera wasn’t this aggressive when asking about someone, so it only made sense in her mind that he was jealous—or that the guy just so happened to be some shady mafia guy that she didn’t know about.

“Hahi! Haru’s not stupid! You’re the stupid one for getting so mad over something so small!” All she did was have a pleasant conversation with a regular person, was that so bad? Was it a crime? “Why does it matter to you who he was anyways? He could’ve been asking me out on a date and it wouldn’t be your business.” There she goes, being combative as always. Was she simply speaking theoretical here or not? Who knows?  

Upset, she turns on her heel to storm off. “It was just a small joke, didn’t have to get so mad about it.” She mumbles under her breath angrily.

[mcuntainbcrn]

@xcedia liked for a starter!

She peered at the young woman mildly for a beat before returning her attention to the literature resting on her lap, thumbing through the pages noisily, "...well, to what do I owe the pleasure...after two years?"

[zorkaya-moved]

@xcedia — ansel, arranged marriage au.

Victor hated it, the future head of the Sokolov family wanted to tear apart anyone and anything that would make his sister do this, but she would calm him down and would step forward to offer a calming smile. For her family, she'll sacrifice even her own dream and her wish for a happy family. An arranged marriage is an insult to her wish to find love, but she breathes out and swallows her desires to step forward and then exit her house to become a wife of another man who will never love her because she will not ask him. Her mission is to be a dutiful wife, offer kind smiles and beautiful gestures to those outside. Let others think she's a sold out daughter without knowing her father's words that they must not the expanse of her powers until she either trusts them or decides to kill all of them.

And now, when the doors are closed, Zarina offers a polite and sweet smile. She is the epitome of beauty, eyes of gold and hair of silver. A light blue dress is used to appear sweeter and nicer, it covers more skin than she'd usually prefer. If she were honest, she wants to smoke and get out. This man looks like a gentleman, she notices. Sokolova tries to find any positive right now. Maybe sex will be good, maybe he won't be annoying, maybe he'll be fun even. Or maybe he will leave her alone when they don't need to act. For now, she'll be polite because she can sense the eyes of others on her. Sokolova is alone when she arrives because today is the day for them both to spend time together and learn a bit more time with each other.

"I see that... I'm not exactly welcome," she notes on the reactions of other members of Ansel's 'family.' Sokolova speaks perfect Italian, her voice is soft and gentle as the first snow. "My apologies, everyone. I must steal away your leader for the afternoon." Her words are light on delivery, but those who know will understand that a lone woman in the world of mafia and arms dealers cannot be weak. "Good afternoon, Ansel. I'm glad to see you in good health. Are you prepared to leave?" Or should we go to his office first? Away from others' eyes.

[burnxngslash]

BANG.BANG.BANG. The sound of gunshots echoes through the area followed by the sound of bullet casings hitting against the concrete. Low growls were uttered by the beasts that laid dying at his feat, another call to eradicate the demonic scum that thought they could lay terror upon mankind. “Huh, looks like I’m not the only one here.” The current location was an abandon city square that was left in destruction because of the demons, a couple of barricades would be seen further down the road to get into the cramped town where society currently lived..and judging by this person’s clothes..hell the aura itself pictured her as an outsider. “So, out here takin’ a walk or do you just like relaxin’ in places plagued by demons?” Or hell, for all he knew she could have been a hunter that had gotten here before him, the town did speak of numerous others that came to help..with neither being successful.

liked for a starter / @xcedia

[screenviolense]

　　' please let me know how it tastes. we had to go through a lot of work to get some of those ingredients and i want to do them justice. '

@xcedia / one-liner starter call.

[withsorrowandregret-archive]

𝐀 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐕𝐎𝐖 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐋𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒  .    the inheritance ceremony carried little more than mere formalities     ━━         promises of stained history    (        prosper or destroy        )    were his from the tender age of thirteen  .     it was as atrocious as it was not  ;    perhaps tsunayoshi had been unable to escape his nefarious predicament  ,    yet the shape it would take after  .  .  .    was none but his own  .    and for all the commentary on his less - than - stellar disposition  ,    𝐚 𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐝𝐬𝐭  .   

adamant on remodeling vongola to parallel its vigilante roots  ,    he will not bend nor break  ;    the notion any of his family might die before him    &.    that he finds himself unable to save those he cherishes  ,    instills a fear he dare not appraise  .    truth be told  ,    memories of the future not lived have had a detrimental hold on his ratiocination  .    it haunts him to a terrifying degree     ━━           takeshi's father  ,    the arcobaleno curse  ,    mukuro in prison    &.    chrome still without fleshed - out organs  .    𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭  .    better  .    so barely a few weeks into his reign he finds himself at his clouds guardian door  .    pacing  ,    as if his life were to depend on it  ,    in hopes the gesture would inspire a gust of courage  .    somethings  ,    it seemed  ,    never change  .   with a dreadful sigh he deflates  ,    knocks on the closed door  .    ❝    hibari - san  .    could you spare me a few minutes  ?    ❞

[ ♡ ] , @xcedia

[unboundtravels]

"It seems like I've made matters worse." - lennox&one

𝐒𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐲 𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐬 | 𝘈𝘤𝘤𝘦𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 @xcedia

Lennox is sitting against a bench, her back turned toward the older woman. Together, the two stand outside a POLICE BOX sitting on the edge of somewhere distant and far away. Her hands grip her coat lapels, and she quietly looks off towards a distant peak, somewhere far away. She stands there awkwardly, silver hair spiked from a bedhead look she can never tame. Her face is caught in a more numb, yet still ever-perpetual scowl. Although she isn't scowling at anything in particular, her face just looks like that. Absent and always observant, eyes narrow and rigid, brows squeezed low in an almost intimidating manner. Like her guard is always raised.

However, her guard starts to chip a little bit at the sounds of sniffling that Lennox makes whilst her back is turned toward The Doctor. Again, very awkwardly, The Doctor fidgets in place very softly, almost timidly. She swallows a lump in her throat, rendered speechless by the very blatant sign of trust Lennox is placing in the elder by showing such vulnerability. It suddenly renders The Doctor ashamed of any prior outbursts made at her throughout the day. The breakdown paints a specific picture for The Elder

What started as a mild curiosity in an ordinary junkyard has spun into some great and wild cosmic adventure. Suddenly, The Doctor isn't quite sure she's truly realized just how much emotional strain Lennox and Niko go through on a daily basis. Or Stella for that matter. The Doctor exhales quietly and makes a reply in the form of a very awkward clearing of her throat. "A-herhm... Yes, Quite... Well..." She suddenly winces, "I mean! Well, no not quite." She sighs, frustrated by her own nerves, but she eventually sucks in a deep breath to prepare herself... and circles over to sit next to Lennox on the bench.

"No, my dear... It seems once again... perhaps I have... rather gone and made a muck-up of things, too." She scowls at the sky and shakes a fist lightly before her frown melts into a rather forlorn and sympathetic one. "All of this is my fault, my dear." She looked down at the ground for a moment, gripping softly at her thigh. "I should... never have forced you and Niko to... have to uproot your lives like that." She curled her fingers slightly as if she was gripping lightly at the air... before she made full fists and rested them against her knees. "I don't... quite know what came over me... except that... maybe I was afraid." She finally looked toward Lennox, slightly pouting.

"Stella and I... have... lost the right to return to our home. A choice I made for the both of us and I'm sure Stella resents me for..." She assumes feelings she can not back up, but clearly shows regret at such a statement before showing some somber determination, "But... There... was no choice in the matter. Perhaps one day we will return, perhaps." The Doctor cries out softly before resting a fist against her chest, "Whatever our many variety of reasons for leaving were, though..." She explains, before looking down and sighing heavily. "It was no excuse."

"No excuse to uproot either of you from your very lives." The Doctor looks towards Lennox finally, resting a hand on her shoulder softly. "I'm... sorry for that." She used her free hand to make a fist between them. "But... Now, I must no longer be scared of the mistakes I have made, because now I am confident in my new choice... my new goal;" Her gaze softens, "To return you two home.... and in order to do that... I must be brave, confident of myself and my choices..." 

She holds her free hand open, smiling softly.

"Be brave with me, my dear."

[lunaetis]

▸▸ [ @xcedia || ??? & eden || raccoon pup fluff offering ]

─「エデン」─  " there are many benefits to handholding, you know ? " the TRAILBLAZER wore this completely serious and half deadpan expression one would be used to see on her face. she was explaining her point in an almost academic-like manner. listing the facts. " it soothes anxiety, provides warmth, reduces stress, it also boosts oxytocin — " okay, she wasn't going to explain the last one too much. let's move on. gloved hand was then held out towards the other. " — and it feels nice. come on. what do you got to lose here ? "

[whiskeysmulti]

They both reach for the same item on the shelf—a stylish pair of boots, and the last one at that. Upon realizing who was going for the object of his desire, a scowl sits on The Prince's lips. "Hands off, peasant. I got here first." Plus, shouldn't he know by now? He was royalty, it was practically obligated to him! — BEL&HAYATO

Random IC from an inbox call!

He didn't need new shoes that desperately even though his were getting old and worn. But Haru had pushed him to at least get a decent pair before the weather got cold. Alas here lies our poor Storm stuck in a predicament, deal with the Varia prick again and relive the horror of those knives and wires, or get the stupid shoes? He was tired. He was grouchy, as always. But most of all, Gokudera was not dealing with this. Haru could bitch all she wanted about his feet getting cold if it got wet outside, Bel could have the damn boots for all he cared. A single glance at that blood thirsty grin told him, his luck would be better any other day. In a heel turn decision, Gokudera shook his head and walked right out of the store. If he needed them that desperately, he could always order new shoes online. The additional shipping charge would be worth saving him from the damned flashbacks.

[queenharumiura]

Bark - from thatcher :3c

Taken from meme: [x] ||Accepting|| @xcedia [bark], a dog barks loudly, making sender jump and send their phone flying into receiver's face.

There were a few dogs in the neighborhood, some small and some bigger, but they were all good dogs. A few of them may be yappy, and they may growl, but they wouldn't hurt you.

Though, maybe she felt that way because she adored animals and they were generally very nice to her. Helped that she normally carried something edible in her bag.

She heard one of the neighborhood dogs barking and suddenly something hits her in the face! "Hahi!"

As luck would have it, she somehow managed to catch the phone after it bounced off her face. With her free hand, she covers her face, hissing in pain.

Is Haru not a good person? What has she done to deserve this? Really? Could someone answer her this? She looks up to see a new face, and looks down at the phone she was holding.

"Haru takes it that this is yours...?"

[zorkaya-moved]

💋 — from ansel :3c

@xcedia

first five 💋 get kisses ! ( 2 / 5 ). 2 more spaces are still available.

They are to be husband and wife, correct? The eyes watch and the power her family holds is wanted by his family, but she doesn't care about that per se. If they do anything that puts her family in danger, she will kill every single one of them while still looking like a gorgeous maiden of winter she always presents herself. However, Ansel is someone who appeared to be far gentler than she expected. Must be a romantic at heart who wanted to have a better life with someone he loved only to end with her. Well, not like he'll have a woman more beautiful than her in the eyes of others to be his pretty dolled-up wife, wanted by many and envied by all. He's lucky, isn't he? He should act more like it.

Ah, but the eyes are on them and they should give them a show. Eyes of golden shine mischievously, she decides it's time to give them a show of century by taking the hand of her future husband and tugging him closer to herself and when he looks at her? Zarina makes the most loving and heart-stopping look on her face, softer expression and a smile of a lovesick maiden as she cups his face and brings his face closer to herself.

"Others are watching, I promise I'm good at kissing," she whispers to him before closing the distance between them. Her lips are soft and plump, fitting perfectly against his. She kisses him with intent, angling her head a bit to deepen to the kiss just a bit. She can hear a gasp, a curse, and a whistle, a combo of those sounds somewhere on the background as she can hear the car is arriving to pick her up. And when she breaks their kiss apart, Sokolova gives him another sweet look. Ignoring the fact that there was a second where her tongue licked her lower lip, a playful look that isn't befitting to her innocent appearance of light makeup and light-colored clothes. "We should practice more often. I should be careful not to make you lose your footing."

The last sentence is said with a giggle on the tip of her tongue as she lets her thumb caress his cheek before she lets go and steps back. and when she turns around to start walking towards the car, Zarina hums delightedly as she opens the door. But not before stopping and looking back at Ansel, waving at him.

"I promise to behave next time, Ansel, dear. I'll miss you." She won't. Can't wait to leave, but she's an actor and the world is her stage. "Dream about me today, alright? I'll dream about you. Bye, bye."

[burnxngslash]

One more dead, but this was just another grunt within the Fatui. The body, however had already been discarded from the scene and would be placed somewhere between the borders of both mondstadt and Liyue. Something that should leave both lands out of the negative light should an investigator be involved. The young man removed his hood and gave his crimson hair some freedom as he remained within the shadows of the wilderness quite close to starsnatch cliff. 

A white handkerchief began wiping the blood from his numerous knives, then dagger. One look towards the horizon he saw a certain figure, from that distance, his eyes caught the colors of white and gold which meant it was only the traveler so there was no need to be alarmed. “And thus the honorary knight blesses but a humble vigilante with her presence. I do hope you being here does not mean the country is in certain doom.” Maybe it was ‘too dark’ a joke to make but he really WAS trying to be ‘light hearted’. It was hard to do so genuinely than it is when he’s only wearing a mask in public.

liked for a starter / @xcedia

[screenviolense]

@xcedia sent: falling asleep in my arms, are we? - childe&marya

　　being knocked out was embarrassing enough as it was, especially when slimes were involved ( there were more of them than she could count, but that didn't mean she liked losing to barely sentient goo ) but the vaguely familiar voice made her heart sink into her stomach. when she opened her eyes and saw the mask, it confirmed her fears.

　　' i request to be put down. ' her voice was cold, so desperately trying to sound stern when she still felt weak. at least she still had her mask, which gave her some kind of confidence. ' i don't think it's appropriate for a harbinger to be carrying around a failed subordinate. '

[vipermirage]

❛  why should i believe you now when you've told nothing but lies?  ❜ they said they'd never leave. - from bel ehehehe

🐝  *  ―  𝑭𝑶𝑹𝑻𝒀 𝑹𝑨𝑵𝑫𝑶𝑴 𝑸𝑼𝑬𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑺.: accepting

was this what it was between them now? the constant fights, unhappiness, the anger pulling them apart, bit by bit, little by little. it's nothing but a battle of whose words stung more isn't it? mammon wondered for a moment, what they had said or done to warrant that. and even if bel didn't say anything more, even if the silence grew louder with every second, they knew what he meant.

"that isn't fair." they mumbled, unable to come up with a louder, better argument. "that wasn't fair and you know it very well."

[kaibutsunoo]

Not a chew toy.

Something has attacked him. It started with his leg. Powerful teeth pierced into his thigh, silver blood spurting out before it quickly drys, clinging to the skin. A painful roar was released, but not one of fear or shock— but of rage and annoyance. It gnawed in hostile aggression as he marched through a city on his way toward a reactor to refuel. It was fierce, and it was a bit faster. Perhaps it was something akin to a Dog, but when he moved to try and yank it off— it made another move to try and claw up his body. Its teeth sank into his shoulder blade and tried to tear. Of course, this was easier said than done but it was still annoying... and it caused the king to fall backward onto a building.

Eventually, he was able to rip the beast off of his shoulder blade and sank his fingers between two sets of teeth after tearing the hound off— just before another bite could be attempted. Pushing the beast off of him, he began to pull at the top and bottom jaw to spread it open. Demonstrating his strength and who it was exactly this hound was picking a fight with. Not tearing enough to cause any cracks or tears, the King of The Monsters instead released a ROAR that would cause its entire body to tremble— every single bone in its body— vibrating in unison before he lifts the hound up over his head...

...And throws it across the city, causing it to crash through buildings. Inhaling extremely deeply, and clenching fists as tightly as he can— and he has to release another roar, just to be extra satisfied. The silver blood that drips down his body glows with sudden blue energy as he channels radiation across his entire form.

There is no chance of escape, anymore.

@xcedia