#eusyram . 01

[butterflyidol]

@eusyram

It's been a while since Chouko's really thought of her lost dream of becoming a fashion designer—or more accurately, since she's been so artistically inspired, so she can't help but speak up in genuine interest and excitement.

"Ohmigosh! Where'd you get that dress? It's so cute!"

Sure, she just woke up in this weird place, but her priorities are in order! Definitely.

[cladinivcry]

@eusyram

Where are they going? Even they don't know. They're just sitting on the bench, waiting for the subway to arrive. After having checked out their place, spoken to the Duck named Donald, they've decided that hey, if I'm going to be stuck here, I might as well make myself more comfortable.

With no destination particularly in mind, they have ALL day to just explore the different wards.

They inhale and it's then they get a whiff of what is that? Spring? Something sweet, but not entirely TOO sweet. It's not enough to give Indigo cavities, but just enough to actually crave something sweet to eat. Like ice cream! Man, they could really go for some ice cream. They sniff and looks around until brown eyes (it's the color contact they chose this day) lands on the source.

"That's not your perfume is it?" They haven't moved from their spot, but their voice carries clear enough to be heard.

[punisheye]

"Well, yeah, I'm not dead anymore! Thanks to those fuckin' Stars—and I ain't no zombie! Got a perfectly healthy beatin' heart, thanks!"

Wolfwood reaches over and grabs Vash-Mary Sue's cheek and gives it a rough tug. Yep, still squishy and stretchy. The puppy eyes aren't working on him this time, probably because he needs to bat his eyelashes a little bit more for that to work.

"You can look for a date when yer not in a married man's body!" He's getting off of her now, but he still keeps a grip on the coat that slides around to the back of the high collar... and proceeds to scruff her like she's an unruly kitten, lifting her up as he stands, too. The inch difference in height clearly means little to him.

The glare he gives her is positively nasty. Even in the ensemble of a T-shirt, sweats, and house slippers he's still somehow cutting an intimidating figure. Whether or not the intimidation factor works on her is another story, though.

"How much of our crap did you shove into that bag? Or was it just the cat?"

"What d'ya mean, it's you? You're obviously not dead, you..."

Parallel universe? This was the same world as the last time she dropped by. Time travel? He didn't look significantly younger or older. Doppelganger? Too many twists for one love story.

"H-hey mister, are you a zombie or something?"

No wonder he was so scruffy! If he'd came back as a vampire, she's sure he'd look more bishie. Mary Sue next tries to break free again, but this guy's really got her stuck!

"F-first off, I don't taste good, okay? I've always been more beauty than brains. And secondly—" she blinks at him, using whatever version of puppy eyes this guy's got to the max, "it's not like I wanna run off with this body either! But how's my self self supposed to catch these hands if I don't give them to her first? You're kinda stupid yourself, aren'tcha?!"

Blink blink. Now her eyes were getting suspiciously bright.

"And stop talkin' to me about marriage! That's cruel when I'm still lookin' for a date!"

[preciouswitch]

@eusyram

✦✧ "R-Romance? I'm sorry, I don't really know anything about that..." Coco wasn't really at that age where romance weighed heavily on her mind. She was far too busy with her witch training and dealing with whatever crisis cropped up!

She felt bad that she couldn't help though. She'd reached out to this stranger because she'd seemed distraught, but she couldn't have known love would be at the centre.

"Is there something else I could help with? Um... I can fly! Did you need anything from up high?"

[uwps002]

@eusyram

🎔 "Well now, that's a lot of lace! It reminds me of some of the things I wore when I was younger!" Well, Céline probably could have pulled it off now too. She wasn't that old. "It's very cute though! It suits you, miss...?" Bored and interested in chatting, the girl's dress being such a standout was what had drawn the woman to strike up a conversation.

"My name is Céline, I'm a performer with Starberry Productions." She always kept her manners in mind. To ask someone's name meant offering your own in kind.

[sunsage]

eusyram​:

TO: Monkey King, That’s What All the Singles Say FROM: Mary Sue, More Like Queen of Causing Divorces

[txt] wooooow u brag big doncha [txt] hope u have the looks to back u up lol [txt] it’s obvious ur not a girl so u wouldn’t get it! [txt] smtimes confessing is already the bravest thing a person can do! [txt] not everyone’s super strong or popular or even well-liked! come on! [txt] r u gonna respect ur fans any less cuz they write u letters instead of meeting u in person?

to: mary sue, the homewrecker from: monkey king, the great sage equal to heaven who is very happy with staying an eligible bachelor thank you

[txt]: if u got it why not flaunt it [txt]: i could be a pretty girl if i wanted to yknow [txt]: but fair enough ig [txt]: some people r losers nd we can’t hold it against them @(ᵕ.ᵕ)@  [txt]: losers still deserve luv [txt]: still think tricking ppl into kissing is weird [txt]: sounds like smth my friend would do [txt]: cause noone would kiss him otherwise lololol

[galatine]

There's a woman staring at him. Now, usually, this isn't much of a problem. When paid a kind word or two they are usually on their way. This time, however, will probably not be so easy. As she's been staring for a while now, very intently at that. It's like her eyes are boring holes into his very soul.

She doesn't seem to be saying anything, as if waiting for him to make the first move. So, he bites.

"May I...may I help you, milady?"

@eusyram

[thedevilsdrink-blog1]

          As a Food Soul, his purpose is to serve.

          Without a Master Attendant to be contracted in this new place -- and being summoned isn’t a wholly new experience for Coffee, though he could say this is one of the warmer welcomes he’s had -- he’s left to his own devices once more. 

          “Without a respectable cafe of my own, I lack the ability to make anything fancy. But there’s nothing wrong with the classic bitter taste, is there? And I can give you that taste with this.” He hands her the mug that he had made  of fresh coffee -- because he still has that ability, if simple -- though mixed to her particular tastes. / @eusyram. sc.

[conjuringink]

Wow, her grip is... surprisingly strong. And... why is she tearing up? Also, what is she even talking about? Didn't she come here for an appointment and now she's accosting him despite not being the one she's looking for?

Ah... he has to figure out how to handle this situation in some way. Any attempts at rejection seem to either be going over her head, or she's deliberately ignoring them.

"I don't... know what that means," he says, voice a little strained. With a little effort he manages to pull his wrist from her grasp. "Don't you have an appointment?"

"Wah!"

Such a direct rejection!

But he didn't say she couldn't keep the pictures she already took, so Mary Sue folds for now. "Okay okay! No more photos! But mister..."

She peers at him with sparkly eyes that quickly turn suspiciously bright, mostly on account of the tears pooling up in her eyes. Blinking them back furiously, Mary Sue uses her free hand to clamp around the one holding her wrist hostage.

"...don't think you can get away with this either!"

"I'm arresting you for serious violations of sanctified ikemen screentime laws!"

This guy was way too pretty to walk out into a street unsupervised. If she stared at him any longer, she was going to end up giving him all the expensive things in her purse!

[wingherc]

｢𓆄｣ "They'd still have their underwear! Tooootally safe for work! They'd just run off in shame is all." But, she had shot down his idea and instead shoved the gun against his chest.

"Wait wait wait!! Before you go spraying me with that: is it a nice fragrant rose perfume, or is it powdery? Because if it's powdery, I'm passing. I don't need to smell like an old lady fresh leaving church and on her way to yell at a food service employee." Just the thought of the powdery perfume was enough to make him choke!

"Hahh?! What're you suggesting!?"

"This is a SFW-space! Even if we use underhanded means, we need to keep it kid-friendly! Take this," and she pushes the gun towards him, taking time to dig in her bag while the weapon sits on the ground. "I'm gonna find something to make our job easier."

Pewpewpew, pewpewpew went the sounds of battle around them. A few shrieks and screams were mixed in-between—unlucky warriors who had fallen in the line of combat.

Mary Sue finishes digging in her messenger satchel but only comes out with handfuls of beauty supplies.

"Tch, we're gonna hafta go guerilla warfare. Hey, you're not allergic to roses, right?"

The next thing she does is take out a bottle of rose perfume and spritz herself with the stuff. Then, poof!

She's disappeared from sight! Instead, a disembodied voice calls out in the air next to [Y/N].

"Hold still and I'll spritz you too! Ready?"

[invitetruth]

Yu was lost in his thoughts, aimlessly walking, when he hears a voice that is increasingly becoming louder.

...Did he hear the word "murder"? That doesn't bring back pleasant memories.

There's no time to think on that before the voice is right next to him—the owner of it running right into him. Yu staggers back a little, blinking in surprise.

"H-hey, hold on a second... You said there was a murder? Where?"

"Help! Heeeeeelp!"

"Someone, please! There's been a murdeeeeer!"

Racing down the streets, Mary Sue hardly sees where she's going until she nearly crashes head-first into an innocent passerby on the sidewalk.

"Wah!"

"Hey you, inconspicuously handsome guy! Come help me seek justice right now!"

@invitetruth

[sxnburst]

he was pretty excited to hear from Monkey King and when Monkey King calls (or in this case texts), Sun was going to always be SHOONG-ING as fast as he could to get to Monkey King's home.

Upon arrival, he hops right off Nimbus and watches as the cloud ZIPS in lightning speed.

"What's--," Monkey King wants to get Mary Sue new followers? Something isn't right. "Why would you do that for her?" He arches an eyebrow, "Thought you thought she was odd or somethin', or am I missing something?"

@sxnburst

Texting Sun had been easy, and then it was just waiting until he showed up. Mary Sue's adapted surprisingly quickly to life as a monkey—but then again, this one had superpowers so it was much more fun. Her tail curls in anticipation as she sees Sun flying in on Nimbus in the distance before she sits up on her tree branch, looking all cool and worldly-wise.

"Hehehe!"

"So, my disciple, you've finally arrived! And not a moment too soon. Look, your master has a veeeery important mission for you."

Digging out her (his) phone, she holds up the screen showing a picture of her very own Spinstagram page.

"We're gonna get this girl over 10,000 new followers today! Okay?!"

[windmadepoet]

"Not exactly...." He takes a deep breath and tries to think of how to word things. "Status, looks, and everything you did in the past shouldn't ultimately be considered."

Love was without a doubt his favorite thing, right after freedom. "Love comes naturally, and we never know from where or who. There's one whom my heart belongs to, that many would be surprised to learn if they knew about us. I wouldn't call our romance forbidden, but it is... unusual. I'm a wandering penniless carefree story teller with a preference for drinking his sorrows away, and my love is an introverted general who silently protects his city. He would give his life for the sake of others, without hesitation."

This girl wasn't malicious, that much was obvious. Buuuut she was strange.

"You seem to enjoy fairy tales, and that's not a bad thing! But it does effect your ability to form deep connections, it seems. By that, I mean, you seem to want someone perfect, and even with your... ahem. List of accomplishments, you have your flaws. I think you might have better luck if you didn't worry too much about those things that ultimately shouldn't effect a true relationship."

He was doing his best to word things delicately, not wanting to shatter the delusions the girl held.

"Fairy Tale romances never go into long term things. If you want a "true love" type of romance, you'll want to know someone well and for a long time. Someone to trust, someone you can be vulnerable with. You've had a busy life and helped a lot of people from what you say, wouldn't it be nice not to worry about having to do that for your partner?"

"I know, I know!" Mary Sue stops mid-monologue to heave a dramatic sigh.

"It's because I'm so perfect, right? For some reason, guys are intimidated by that!"

"That's why I try dating apps and sites—but the silly things never give you enough room in your profile to talk about yourself! What if I miss the perfect match because we both like hula dances by City of Glass' volcano but I just didn't have enough wordcount to fit it in?! It's sooooo tragic."

So much, in fact, that her eyes are starting to tear over.

"Pleeeeease, Mister Matchmaker! You have to find me someone! You're like, my last hope of the day!!"

You know, if he was a little taller then maybe...just maybe, she might...ask him out on a date!

[elfcast]

✲ "For... bidden? Oh, no I don't mean like that. There's just reasons it would be hard for me to be in a relationship with someone, you know?" If Mary Sue inquired further, Marcille definitely wouldn't have elaborated. Her lifespan was the cause and she didn't want to talk about it with people that didn't know her more personally.

This girl was definitely something. It seemed like she'd stepped on a landmine of a topic with how she was going off about love and relationships. "I'd... rather only have one, honestly. I-I mean if I ever felt like looking! I'm not right now!" Further misunderstandings here would be bad, right?

"I'm just from a small group of dungeon explorers when I'm not a scholar, and even then I'm usually by myself. I don't exactly meet people regularly, so even the idea of falling in love right now is a little... It's not really in the cards, I guess?"

"Oh my god, forbidden relationships?! Are you from a harlequin romance?!"

"That sounds awful!"

Sure, the edgier S.U.E.s were all about dark themes and passionate flings, but she's the type who's a unicorn's best friend!

"...either that or they have really bad harem management. I can give you tips for that too, when you get into it. Who says you have to pick just one lover? Teehee."

Anyways, she was sure in one thing: her experience in romance definitely outstripped this Canon Says Average Elf.

"Well, some date ideas are just fun with one person too! Like amusement parks, or dinner and a movie! You'd just miss out on the special couple's discounts, though."

[nicawlette]

Well, it's nice to see that she's in the company of someone equally as vain as her— so reassuring to find likeminded individuals! Nicolette can't even bring herself to be irritated at the conceit— it seems hard earned, after all.

Nicolette eyes the others fingers as they fly over her phone screen with confidence and intention, mostly pleased to have all the work done for her. When the item is returned, she looks upon the sprawling text with satisfaction. ❝ It's cute! Great font choice, too. Very art nouveau. ❞

She swipes mindlessly through the chatroom, nodding along as the other speaks, though she can't help but appear skeptical. ❝ Really? I feel like the hunk archetype is really in right now. Not as much as the himbo, sure, but it's got quite a fanbase. Guess this place might be different... you're a trendsetter! ❞ Very admirable, indeed.

❝ Friends, huh? I guess we are! ❞ A very flimsy word, if you ask her, but it was fine! There was no harm in playing nice with someone who seemed to be in good standing with her neighbor. ❝ Friends and accomplices! ❞

"Of course, because I'm a genius duh!" Mary Sue says smugly as she accepts the cell phone.

"Just you wait, it's really easy."

She quickly enters the profile page and starts typing directly in the newly unlocked custom username slot, even bringing up a fancy fontface so that Nicolette's name ends up looking like:

♡ 𝔫𝔦𝔠𝔬 𝔫𝔦𝔠𝔬 𝔫𝔦 ♡

As she passes it back, Mary Sue continues the conversation like normal. 'To tell you the truth, I was surprised that Quin-Quin was so popular too. He's actually a bit buffer than the trending aesthetic nowadays. But well, real gold always shines!"

She winks at her.

"Anyways, I guess we're friends from now on, huh?"

[wovensentinel]

"I–" Who even is this girl? Why is she so insistent on charming men? Maybe she isn't human, despite her fleshy appearance. The Nosk was able to disguise itself as a human once before... maybe this is similar. Yes, of course; a creature that disguises itself as a young, presumably conventionally attractive human woman. It lures in human men, stupid and naieve... and then feeds off of them. Those simple humans, being drawn in while in their lustful stupor... No, it must be stopped. As undesirable as humans may be, no creature deserves to die like this.

"I know not what you speak of, wretch. But I will not allow you to harm any innocent being. If you want to get your hands on a..." What did she call it? "...'love interest'... You'll have to go through me first."

wovensentinel‌:

While everyone else in the restaurant seems to scramble to get this stranger what she needs, Hornet is… let’s say, unimpressed. She stands by the counter, as she was trying to figure out how to use her phone to pay for things, but now the position only serves for her to stick out like a sore thumb. What did this human want with these “hot guys,” anyway? Why must the guys be hot? Does she plan on cooling them off? Or perhaps cooking with them, if she really wanted to? In any case, it’s more than rude to burst into a public establishment screaming. Hornet should know.

“…And just what do you think you’re doing?”

As the restaurant customers and staff offer up scores of cuties for Mary Sue’s pickings, the lone sentinel by the register sticks out like a sore thumb. It’s even more jarring when she realizes the stranger is a complete mismatch to “tall, dark, and handsome.”

How could there be such pressure from someone so blatantly not my type?

And to have the gall to challenge her, Mistress of 10,000 Reverse Harems?

This power, it can only be…

“So we even meet in a place like this, my Fated Love Rival!”

“Just so you know, I always end up with the love interest at the end!” She grabs one of the cuter waiters and plants a big smooch on his cheek to prove her point. He blushes scarlet in response.

“Hahahaha! You’ll have no choice but to watch as I charm the socks off this waiter!”

“By the end of today, he and I will even be going steady!”