#colorlessutopia

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[For the transformation thread..!] ???

| 9: Ghost

Was she....dead?

It was a frankly horrifying thought, not knowing just how she ended up in this kind of scenario, be it magic or something else. But the bigger question was...what now? Pushing through the door (still not used to that), roam the halls and hope she ran into no one until she could figure this out-

...Oh dear. Hello, Tsumiki.

[bxrnwiththesun]

IF I MAY SAY SOMETHING ABOUTT MIKAN IN THE PROJECT VERSE, I FEEL LIKE SHE COULD ALSO TOTALLY BE THERE IF IZURU EVER FELT REALLY LONELY AND THEY COULD JUST SIT AND SYMPATHIZE AND BE NICE AND CLOSE AND WARM AND FRIENDLY AND HAPPY ANd i really like your au may i just say

//iM ON MOBILE SO I CANT TAG THIS BUT ye, as i said in the post i see her as someone whod check on him as an addition to the doctors & matsuda,, theyd prolly get along well after some time even tho they wouldnt interact excessively but shed totes be pleasant-aaa but,, hh i mean i put effort in my au… thanks for appreciating ;u;

[tiecladartist]

Sorry for not getting to replies today guys. I had work almost all day. I'll get to them soon though! Thank you for being patient

[daemontenebrarum-blog]

"I this world, it's kill or be killed."

“Oh wow, did you read that in a fortune cookie? Tell me something new.”

[sxngitout-archive]

Voice voice voice!!!

If I get 10 "voice"s, I (the mun) will record myself voice acting the character I roleplay.

fuck

10/10

[cyclicalluck]

!!

"He’s rather mysterious to be totally honest. Not good with emotions either, but it’s rather endearing.” He was ready to die. Why must he say these things. Besides, wasn’t it supposed to be just one fact? Damn it, why must he screw himself over?

[malchancevilain]

Taste of Freedom?

Sometimes, he wondered if kanji for luck that had been oh so carefully embroidered upon his back upon creation was meant to become this much of a joke.

It had been a very long time in Byakuya’s life since he had been handled in this way. By a human. Like a plaything. Sure, that was how he had spent a good century, as had his “siblings” before the Laws of  the Tsukumogami had granted them all souls, but living under the guise of human form made you grow expectant of certain treatment by others. Such as not being treated like the rag doll that just so technically happened to be your real form.

Of course, no one had told this to the shady group of men who had abducted him on his way to school, or the one who had ripped the inspirited glasses he used to retain a human guise off his face. And it certainly hadn’t been told to the one who was holding him now, covered in a pristine white lab coat and feeling his fabric with plastic gloves. No, instead they ignored his protests as they sewed a tag with a jumble of letter and numbers to the bottom of his foot, and restrained his struggles as they made their way to an unknown destination. They traveled such a distance that he couldn’t even measure how long they had been moving, until finally they stopped in front of a barred metal door.

From there, it had been a matter of slipping another tag over his neck, before he was haphazardly pushed through a slot in the middle of the door. Landing with barely a thump from his cotton filled body, blue button eyes found themselves within the confines of a dimly lit room, barely able to see beyond the few feet of light provided by the gaps in the doorway. Looking down, he found the only things at his feet to be a few scraps of…bandages..? ..No, wait, the tag around his neck was also there, the length of string attaching it to him allowing it to lie flat on the ground as it’s ominous words stared up at him.

“…For…Subject T-51M2…?”

[tiecladartist]

velvetroomofmuses: replied to your post

do with them what you want. Happy birthday!

colorlessutopia: replied to your post

write teenager on the back of your hand then cross it off as soon as you turn 18

Thanks for the Birthday wish! And I will do that. I guess staying up until midnight when I have school tomorrow is a good teenager thing to do :)

[sadisutikku-omoide]

✘ ((for any muse tbh if that's okay))

Send me an ✘ and I'll put my music on shuffle, get the song, and post my favorite line as a starter.

“Isn’t such a beautiful night?”

Song: {x}

@colorlessutopia

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colorlessutopia

“Hellllooooooo~” Junko giggled, a small, malicious smile growing on her rosy red cheeks. She dug her nails into him and pressed her cheek to his, resting her chin on his shoulder. “Geez…You’re sooooooo little.. I can carry you like a baby!”

She rocked him back and forth, disregarding his protests and yelling. “Y’know, if you shut the fuck up, I’d tell you who I am!!” She huffed and shifted him around in her arms, still rocking him back and forth.She smiled wide at him, looking him in the eye.

“My name is Enoshima Junko! And you- whoever the fuck you are- are my new toy!! Yaaaay!!” She squeezed him tightly, still pressing into him with her nails. “You’re just soooo lucky!! Being chosen by the Queen of Despair!! Ooooohohohohohooooo! I know, I know, I’m too kind, too kind! But please, don’t cry right now..! The worst has yet to come.”

"L-little?!” Oh, now he could feel his blood boil. This girl was stepping over any and every limit. She wasn’t only stepping over them, she was stepping on them, crumbling them under her heels. Just like she was destroying his pride. If there was any to begin with. 

As if he would let her degrade him like this! He was a rather arrogant person, someone who would rather die standing than to live on his knees. Maybe that metaphor wasn’t too fitting, but it described how he felt perfectly. He wouldn’t let this position stay for too long. Returning her smile with a cold, sharp glare, he debated whether he should move, and let those long, disgusting nails dig further into him, or let her craddle him like a baby. 

That debate didn’t last long, as he started wriggling and writhing around after a few short seconds. "OI! Let’s slow down there shall we?!” God, this was so uncomfortable, he wanted to get away as soon as possible. “I sure as Hell feel lucky, yes, absolutely. Jesus, do you ever cut your nails?! What kind of megalomaniac are you?! Let me down!”

[cyclicalluck]

colorlessutopia

 Possible Hiatus?

Ahhh I understand very well. If you wanna exchange skypes, my inbox is always open! I can try to keep in touch if you do go on hiatus!! Do whatever you feel is best, y'know?

// Only if you want to... 

[jenoshima0]

"Monomono, Genocider."-Izuru

SEND ‘MONOMONO’ TO RECIEVE A GIFT FROM MY MUSE COURTESY OF THE MONOMONO MACHINE!

SEVEN-BRANCHED SWORD

A sword found within the “Haniwa" excavated on the island. It’s characterized by its blade, which is divided into seven branches. It’s already hit the use limit.

*A Japanese cultural treasure. The description is a reference to SaGa 2, where it’s dropped by the rare Haniwa monster and has a limit on the number of times it can be used.

“Here.  You can have this little beauty since I’ve already got my scissors.”

[sadisutikku-omoide]

Another World for Naegi!

Send me “Another World” and I’ll generate an au

26. Coffee Shop AU

Naegi closed his eyes and patted his cheeks together, trying to ready himself for the day ahead. It was currently Friday, the last day for him to work during the week, and he was indeed excited to rest. The week at work had been pretty uneventful, just work, school, and home, but that didn’t mean that Naegi wasn’t busy. Just thinking about how busy he had been this week made him more tired than before. Nevertheless, he really hoped nothing too abnormal will happen today. Mind you Naegi doesn’t encounter abnormal events regularly, but sometimes his friends just have to drag on a mini adventure. But he was getting off track. Now wasn’t the time to reminisce. Naegi had to prepare for people to come in. After all it was morning time, one of the busiest times for coffee shops like he was working at. As Naegi opened his eyes, someone came through the front of the shop. A customer? The luckster got into a proper and delight posture and smiled a sweet smile.

“Welcome! What would you like this morning?”

colorlessutopia

[arcntalright]

I like headphone - Chan a lot..

[ninokied]

colorlessutopia replied to your post:You suck so much your blog doesn't even deserve to...

it’s funny cause whilst the anon was trying to make fun of your grammar they said said “a 10 years old” which is in itself grammatically incorrect c: #justsayin

Congratulations, your thinking is brilliant :3