#ic ;; muse answers

[the-silver-peahen-residence]

It was dark winters night . Drake sat up in his mansion thinking of misako . He sighed looking at their high-school pictures. He wished he never cheated. He wipes tears away looking at her old house

Even past that old house, it seems like the home was still up. Even after the harsh argument; it still remains there. Standing tall after the years where Misako was living there before she moved. Her parents were still there but they would still be talkative with the neighbors.

[looking-for-lost-stars]

Ash received a message from the planet the Milan was berthed over. "Lord Finley, this is lord Zarath, I'd like to make use of your services." The voice was slightly sneering, exactly what you would expect of a noble on an important planet such as this.

- Noctine for Ash

Ash sighed the tone alone made him want to say no. This was exactly why he didn't usually stop by his more well off planets. He set a reply a few moments later. "What service exactly?"

[myristicisms]

Even before his door had slammed open, honey hues were swift to snap open. The second in command never screamed his head off, it wasn't something Ace had ever heard during his time aboard the Moby Dick and it certainly was something he could easily do without simply because it was terrifying to experience in the dead of night. The fog of a peaceful slumber had easily slipped away into the night the moment hands force him into standing and he hardly has half a mind to fight back, instead following along dumbly if not in a daze. “ Wha's happening why're we screaming. ”

Voice sleep heavy, the fire fist manages to steady himself properly, feet knocking against the wood in far more confident and swift strides. With each passing second of the long journey to the deck, nerves sing with anxiety and fear, tension rippling beneath sinew and preparing for a fight that's surely not to come. “ Marco you're scaring me, give me a brief here, what's happening on deck? ”

@cosmicxblossoms | Phoenix Marco;; "Ace, wake up! wake up now we need you out on deck!" For someone like Marco to be screaming and almost sounding panicked meant something serious was going on. Not even waiting to see if Ace had actually woken up Marco was already lifting Ace out of the bed and dragging him out of the bedroom to get back to the deck as soon as possible.

[casanovasadmiral]

How do you guys feel about the captors?

Eridan:

sol being the closest thing to my kismesis, wwe are close, if youd describe it as such. i hate him and he hates me equally. tch. its been somethin rocky, i guess. thats wwhat ashen is for, though. it wworks out in the end or wwhatevver and wwe dont triple kill eachother.

Cronus:

me n tuna dont chat anymore, tula advwised me that maybe our kismesitude should be put on hold after his accident, i got a lot nicer to him and wve uh. just never resumed our pitch. its cool tho i dont miss him at all. yea.. porrim told me he said theres no hard feelings but i just feel bad, man.

Orphys:

I pity The Psiioniic, and respect his immense powwer. I saww him noww and again on my reports back to Dealia. wwe wwould talk and after i got him to stop threatening me on sight with lightning, chuckle wwe had a fair bond. Though, I think Avelux alwways hated me for not freeing him- I regret not doing so. Politics wwere not as simple as wwhat you saww on the outside. There wwere expectations of us all.

[boombambaby]

[ @muses-of-the-memory liked for a starter! w/ Chel from here ! ]

"Okay, let me see if I got this straight; you found your way into my palace, uninvited I might add, to use the bathroom and got lost on the way," He sneers, holding a hand up to stop her from interrupting when it looks like she's about to try to defend herself. "--and SOMEHOW ended up in my Royal Depository all alone, and. . . what, tripped into a pile of Kuzcoins and little golden statues of me? Is that it?"

Some of the coins fall to the floor as if to emphasize his point, their metallic clang when they hit the floor explosive in the deafening silence of the room following his questioning. Kuzco merely continues to stare, glaring down his nose at her and folding his arms as he waits for an explanation.

He's making a valiant effort not to let his gaze wander, curious despite himself about where she thought she could hide those coins with THAT outfit on. Not at all for any other untoward reasons, nope.

Couldn't be him.

[nvrcmplt]

Krzysztof Demonic Apostle of Mammon

Thallan Demonic Apostle of Beelzebub

Harvey Yates Demonic Apostle of Belphegor

[whiskeysmulti]

@thehandworld replied to your post “"Noisy as always."”:

Does Hibari want to be blow away too?

​

"I prefer biting."

[merwyns-archive-will-delete-l8r]

"How about you get lost" from Dom @ {The bean for the angel au}

Poor thing was just trying to help him out a tiny bit with his place before hiding. Even if she was his guardian angel, he did scare her to a insane degree. She stiffened when she heard his voice and mentally yelling at herself for stopping and hiding earlier. Even if she wanted to go, she couldn't. She was assigned Dom even if he liked it or not.

She was folding a blanket up and was about to put it in its usual spot she noticed it was at but got spotted by the man.

"I..i'm assigned to you. I-i can't leave"

She forced herself to speak quickly before getting yelled at or threatened again.

[unfinishedjulyrain]

hana, how do you feel now that iwai admitted he's your dad (iwai: excuse me, I'm only a few years older than her)

welcome to the HanaMune show・❥・@temporalobjects

"Only being paid feels better than this." A little overdramatic but Hana had to use her talents somewhere. "He's only older by a few years yet it really feels like he's my father. And when I say daddy, I literally mean daddy. I know he hates it when I use that word so I do it specifically to annoy Iwai-san." For some reason as she was saying this, Hana felt like adding honorifics. Living on the edge did not always mean throwing your life away. Maybe something was already lurking around the corner without her knowing. She cleared her throat, the grin growing a bit softer. "My guess is that he feels like a dad because he's been through some shit by now and just aged a lot - not in a bad way I guess because look at Miran throwing him onto the bed every damn night. He's a good person or else I don't think I would've been around here that long."

[the-silver-peahen-residence]

The Raven{Tsubasa} pay the famed Batman(Terry) a visit, after not seeing him for awhile. He hopes he's doing well, so he brought a tin box full of cookies and a bouquet of flowers(that he definitely didn't steal). "Oh Batsy~ I brought you something~"

"Uggghhh..how am I going to get rid of this? I still have to wait till later on tonight and it's gone. But it feels really weird." He grumbles to sit on his chair trying not to move too much. Having 'this' was really uncomfortable but even wearing nothing didn't help. Somehow he wanted it to be over.

That's when he tenses hearing the Raven's voice. "Oh shit....Uhhhh....hold on a moment!" he calls out going to try looking calm.

[ayakoito]

“May I ask yer advice on somethin'?” he asked the woman sitting on the bench in the park.

Ayako raised her head when she heard the stranger's voice, scrutinizing him for a moment. She had been engrossed in her phone, so she hadn't noticed him at first.

"Um… yeah… sure! What's it about?" Aya lowered her phone, keeping it in her lap and giving the stranger her full attention.

[myristicisms]

Eyes flash near dangerously, the usual subtle glow of the mako staining his irises giving way to the sudden rush into his head and there's a soft laugh that he barks out, head cocking slightly to the side curiously while he mulls over the statement. He could handle everything fine enough, or at least that's what Zack thinks even if it would be fun to hand the reigns over and see what Cloud would do if he allowed the blonde to take over. “ Depends. ” He manages, voice as calculated as possible given the way he has to hold himself still, body growing jittery from excess energy beginning to pool within his limbs. “ If you think you can then go ahead, I wanna see what taking charge looks like to you. ”

@strifesoldier | Cloud Strife

"Do you want me to take charge? "

[casanovasadmiral]

Eridan

[twistedhxart]

anxiety

When the situation seemed to get worse, Lian held him close. Elio was trembling and seemed agitated, the reason unknown to him. But he knew one thing. If it helped Elio, Lian would hold him, tightening his grip as he intertwined his fingers with Lian's to ground himself.

With his free hand, he gently stroked his back. "It will get better... just breathe calmly. I'm here," he muttered softly to help him calm down.

[anorlondoarcheryclub]

Crap! Mohg 👤

[*touches ground* A typo was here.]

Kleos looks up at the starry illusion that hovers over Siofra's river valley. They raise both hands to the structure around them: overgrown and besmirched with bloody ooze. Their robes fall in splendor from the upraised arms, black as the tomb, red as spilt blood. Gold chases those colors down into shadows. It's intentional invocation: they were his colors, first. It was his greeting to them, first and last.

"I fought him here. You know?" Some of his people have taken it better than others; one even offered forgiveness, though it was not asked for.

"I hoped he would be a real option for Lordship, but by the time I got here..." Brooding, malignant, utterly devoted, Mohg had used the work of their hands to spawn a new god - and apparently not of his own volition.

"Well. He didn't wanna talk about it."

"Do you know how badly I wished he would've? He greeted me like a champion, like the knight I was supposed to be, and then he went at me." They chuckle, and swipe the memory away with a hand curled like a claw.

"That's a joke, by the way. Everyone and their dog is handing out knighthoods, except for the part where nobody is. But: Mohg."

"He earned his title, Lord of Blood. Not just by incantations, either! He and his brother were too similar in that way. They both had their fiefs. They both had people to serve them, the Night's Cavalry and the Sanguine Nobles. They both had their desires: one to uphold the Golden Order and one to replace it. I'm awfully sympathetic to that. The Order has to go. But you know, I never got to know him as a person?"

Kleos sighs, abruptly looking rather small in their heavy, ornate robes. The few short horns on their head are nothing to the elaborate knot he'd sported; their thin back will bear no wings, although something moves the hem of their robe, like a tail idly switched.

"I wish I'd known him before he was charmed. I wish I'd had a chance to speak with him before I took his life and his rune. I think we'd have gotten along."

They grin, a wicked expression. "Worried yet?"

[nvrcmplt]

Filverel Lugrasse Treent High Elf - 105th Prince of Jo'avin

Iolrath Zinsandoral Dark Elf - Kingsguard of the Prince.