#mirror’s musings ♫

[crazychaoticizzy]

haha they're so cute (this is my last straw)

~mirror <3

[crazychaoticizzy]

gojo claps when the plane lands (canon)

[radiovour]

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[twistedcveryway]

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[lale-txt]

𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐀 (𝐀𝐤𝐚𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐱 𝐟!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫) ❦ 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞: 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐲

♫ Weyes Blood - Mirror Forever

No one's ever gonna give you a trophy For all the pain and the things you've been through No one knows but you Kinda crazy when you're looking right through me Something forceful about yourself Just say the word and baby, know that I'll be there I'm not scared

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She kissed him once.

Akaashi isn’t sure if she even remembers it. Or if he wants her to remember. 

She kissed him once and it had tasted like salt and blood; a deep sense of sorrow lingering afterwards. It’s like she carved herself into his being, leaving him with claw marks on the walls of his heart. He would never forget how she pressed her face into his palm when he cupped her face, like some wounded animal, only to snap and bite and push him away one heartbeat later. Akaashi never laid his eyes on anyone more beautiful than her, with her mascara smudged, glassy eyes looking right through him, her bottom lip split open.

It had been his first year at university, at some welcome party. He really didn’t want to go, but Kuroo dragged him there, and while Akaashi stood alone in some corner filled with dread, regret and too much moscow mule, she found him. 

“You’re lonely.”

It wasn’t a question, more an observation. Akaashi was pretty sure that his heart had stuttered from the way her eyes were pinned on him, drinking him in. Like she was ready to pounce on some prey, and gods, he wanted to let her devour him, just to see what would be left of him once she teared him apart. 

She kissed him once, and he could tell that she had been crying, small hiccups swallowed between their lips. He didn’t even know her name at that time, but if anyone would have asked him, he’d tell them that his heart had recognized her, that surely they must be made from the same stardust. Why else did he feel so golden in her proximity?

He wanted to kiss her bruised knuckles and run his fingers along her jaw and allow her to sink her fangs into his neck, but she was vanishing as suddenly as she had appeared, leaving him with nothing but the memory of a ghost. 

By the time he had found her friends to make sure they’d look after her, she had already gone home with some other man. 

Akaashi could still taste her on his tongue, days later, when he walked into the classroom for his drawing class. Not expecting her to be there, not behind the scaffolds but in front of them, bare and inviolable. He remembers standing there frozen, his heart stumbling. She looked like a deity in the morning light, like something holy, an untouchable air around her. Someone you bow to. 

He never forgot how hollow her eyes were.

Ever since, every piece of art he created was about her. Page after page, perpetuated in coal and watercolor, sculpted from wood and clay. Nothing would come close to her ethereal being, but he’d be damned if he gave up trying. Even a broken replica was something whole in another universe. 

Akaashi found his muse. It didn’t matter if he could only watch her from afar. If her eyes never meet his again. If he carves himself from the inside out just to make room for her. None of it mattered.  

She kissed him once.

It was enough, he lies to himself. 

✰ 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓:

@wyrcan @spacekedi

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[morphcode]

hi again angels ! it's kina ( @wickedhours ) once again coming to introduce my newest brain - child, a confidential informant for villains ( aka their real "clients" ) with an agenda to get rid of the aeternal utopia that only ever uses their sense of justice to benefit aeternals. under the cut you'll find all the links needed to get you acquainted with them, and if you're interested in plotting pls like this post & i'll dm yall as soon as i can !!

( ✧ ) NAVIGATE ⸻ BACKGROUND / PROFILE / ABILITIES / PLOTS / MUSINGS TAG .

CONTENT WARNING,

their backstory contains topics of familial death, parental neglect, survivor's guilt, and slight-descriptive violence. when the aforementioned topics come up in their backstory i will give a brief warning!

SUMMARISED STORY,

♫ NOW PLAYING : PSYCHO - BAEKHYUN

⤷ junho was born on november 15, 1997 to a seemingly normal family. thier parents were both elementary school teachers in the city, and their family lived a humble beginning. they were the second-oldest child, having an older brother and two younger sisters, and they were just a normal, happy family...

⤷ ( tw : familial death ) tragedy would strike when junho was eight years old, just a couple months after their youngest sister was born. an aeternal by the name ARCHANGEL ( flight via angel wings + minor light manipulation ) was having an intense fight with his nemesis across the city, and it was just unfortunate that the yang family's home was caught in the crossfire with junho's family inside while they were away at a friend's house that afternoon. everyone in the house was pronounced dead and junho was by themself.

⤷ it was a hectic couple days for poor ARCHANGEL, who had a squeaky clean image with zero civilian deaths since their enlistment into the aeternal task force decades earlier. public opinion really turned on him the moment video surveillance came out showing that the destruction of family's house could've been avoided twenty minutes earlier when his initial mission was completed instead of chasing after the villain. it was probably the first time he's ever acted so irrationally, and now he was reaping what he sowed.

⤷ the task force's pr team suggested that he should adopted the newly-orphaned junho to help save face. to be clear, ARCHANGEL had never wanted children because they only cared about their career. taking care of a child was never something he wanted to do, much less take care of a child he's never met before whose only knowledge of him was the fact that he's the reason they were now an orphan.

⤷ he still ends up adopted junho, mostly due to the pressure of the public after news outlets released articles of his alleged guilt, and that he wanted to adopt them as a way to make peace with what had happened.

⤷ ( tw : parental neglect ) they do not get along behind the scenes. junho is uncooperative when they aren't in front of cameras and the aeternal is not interested in the child at all. he leaves junho in the care of various nannies who either only gush about how lucky they were for being adopted by someone so handsome and rich, or were in it for the large sum of payment given for providing them with the necessities. junho hated them all.

⤷ junho's ability manifests suddenly when he's thinking about his family one night at the age of ten. he only had three blurry photos of them all, somehow ninety-nine percent preserved despite the ruins of his family's home that surrounded them. he wished he could see them again, so imagine his surprise when he could see his brother's reflection in the mirror as if he were alive!

⤷ but no, sadly it's only junho, and the shift only lasts a few seconds. he studies his reflection in the mirror for almost an hour, slightly changing his features to test the waters. he realises he could completely change his eye color to hide the gold streak that had appeared in them and decides that he can't tell those around him — especially ARCHANGEL — about his ability. if he's right, he feels ARCHANGEL will take use the revelation to his advantage, and junho did not want that under any circumstances.

⤷ it takes a while for them to learn how to keep their eyes changed for longer than a couple seconds at a time, and there are a couple times nannies have done a double-take when they turned towards junho suddenly. when they manifest their first minor ability, sleep inducement, they stop hiding the real colour of their eyes and reveal that as their primary ability at thirteen. it's nothing as grandiose as ARCHANGEL's powers, but it sure was unexpected! the aeternal promised he would personally train his "son" but we all know how that went... junho trained themself.

⤷ junho decides to live a "humble life" in spite of the reality that they're a new addition to the nepo baby club. they graduate high school, gets their bachelors for psychology, and more recently got their masters in psychology. their "dad" can't really be upset with the direction they've taken in life, but if only their ability was better suited for the life of an aeternal... right?

⤷ behind the scenes, junho was busy making connections to get themself acquainted with various villains across the city. their views very much align with them, and being well acquainted with aeternals through ARCHANGEL has made it easier for them to gain the fragile trust of those who required the information. they go by the alias 'ATLAS', for no reason other than the fact it sounds cool, but also what kind of villain ( if they could be really be called that... ) goes by their full name?

⤷ ( tw: violence ) four years ago, ARCHANGEL was on a mission and tasked to capture a small-time villain hiding out at an abandoned cabin. it turned out to be a trap, and he was ambushed by four other villains that had been off the grid for weeks. in the fight, although the villains had not killed him, instead they had incapacitated the aeternal by cutting off his wings and stealing them. they left him to die but thankfully more aeternals showed up to aid him, but the damage was done. although ARCHANGEL still had power, they couldn't find the will to continue being a hero. all according to junho's plan, of course... they wanted ARCHANGEL alive for a reason.

⤷ they started staying at silver line three years ago while they were interning at the wellness center, but they only became a sleep therapist within the last year with the use of his ability as well as making the right connections. sometimes they do work at han pharmaceuticals as well, both has themself but mostly shifted, typically morphed into someone that already works there.

⤷ after ARCHANGEL was decommissioned, junho momentarily believed that they have gotten their revenge. it didn't last very long because there were countless stories of civilians suffering physically, mentally and / or financially at the hands of aeternals without them facing too much repercussion for their actions. so junho continues working with any villains needing information, both new clients and their good ol' regulars alike!

PERSONALITY + EXTRA INFO,

⤷ junho uses any pronouns, mostly influenced by the fact that they're a shapeshifter, and thus have no preferences when it comes to pronouns. you'll see me interchange between they / them and he / him a lot but feel free to use any !

⤷ junho is two-faced. point blank. he is constantly wearing a mask unless he really trusts you and not many people have that privilege.

⤷ on the surface, he comes off as someone very friendly, easy to get along with and easy to speak to. he's confident in his skin without being vain, and he's known for helping others whenever they need someone, regardless if they know each other or not. he has a gentle personality that isn't quick to anger, and they're someone who seems to really care about the community around him. and you should never be friend with your therapist, but junho makes it so easy to forget that's an unspoken rule.

⤷ he is still all of these things with the villains that he works with ... but there are many, many layers to his identity. unless he's been working with someone for a long time or if they're likeminded individuals who want to see the aeternal task force fall off the face of the earth, he doesn't make any real friendships with someone. for someone who doesn't fit the aforementioned criteria, they need to have connections that junho can eventually connect himself to in order to be deemed useful to him. keeping those he barely cares about at an arms length is his norm.

⤷ as a villain, junho is someone who stays behind the scenes. he hires others or relies on others to get blood on their hands for him, and in return he gives them valuable information. he may know hand-to-hand combat but he is not versed in fighting with his abilities. his abilities are used as a defense mechanism and he's not too interested on using brute force to get what he wants and / or needs.

⤷ as expected, he's highly vengeful, and has a corrupt sense of justice. he could've simply had ARCHANGEL killed, but he realised that he would be taking the easy way out instead of showing remorse for his mistakes. maybe junho would've learned to forgive the man if more innocent civilians hadn't became collateral damage in more conflicts around the city when the aeternal was involved... but here we are.

⤷ worry not, junho is not completely heartless! he really does have a soft-spot for others who have been wronged by aeternals. he has been in their shoes, and regardless of what happened, he knows they deserve better than the reimbursement they were given. his stories harden his resolve and remind him that his cause his just... regardless of the methods.

⤷ not sure where else this would fit, but junho is secretly obsessed with their reflection. over the years with the use of their ability, shapeshifting has always made them feel like they have a tendency to forget what certain features of their own are actually theirs or if they've made a subtle change that they hadn't noticed until now. sometimes they doubt if their face is even their natural face, and they're trying to convince themself that it doesn't matter. they're a shapeshifter after all, their appearance changes at their own will anyway.

⤷ not sure where to place this either but junho is a fish parent ! they have 4 female bettas, their daughters, no real names and instead called by the color they are lol. they also have two males in separate tanks. they really like fish and often go to like the nearest pet store to contemplate buying another betta. they even have a tattoo dedicated to their first betta ( and its their only tattoo as well, they're a firm believer that their own tattoos should be meaningful ).

PLOTS / CONNECTIONS / THREADS ETC.,

⤷ no plots page ready bc i'm a flop... hopefully these ideas below will suffice for now but praying that within the week i'll be able to get an actual page done! i'm always up for brainstorming as well so if none of these fit don't worry!

fellow villains or morally grey muses for them to work with or befriend pls ...... could be someone newer to their circle or someone they have been acquainted with for a long time.

patients at the wellness center ... junho can and will help your muses fall asleep if they're having trouble. they can either come to the center themselves or his apartment is always open for anyone to come take a nap. just one tap to the wrist and he can get most ppl to sleep!

you shouldn't be friends with your therapists but this is not the real world so it should be ok if muses are "friends" with him!! it's probably better if they're not his patients but yk whatever snfjkdsnfjs we'll work out the kinks when we get there,,

sometimes they go to daemon to meet clients for information while shifted, sometimes they go to bet on fighters or sometimes they go simply for a drink. they're kinda the wrong person to trust with private information or drunken confessions but what better place to accidentally gain info than at a place were ppl get drunk......

he has resident complaints against him for dreamwalking. it's somewhat of a newer ability to him and he can control it maybe 70% of the time. sometimes he intends to go to a certain person's dreams and ends up completely different... either way it's considered an invasion of privacy... so... he's sorry? ( would be soooo down to have threads inside someone's dreams! )

they're usually very meticulous of shapeshifting in their apartment or in hidden alleys or public restrooms where no one would see them, but they're not perfect and mistakes are made. they can play it off as a recently developed minor ability but maybe they're suspicious of how natural their shift is... who is the real junho, the person they see leave their apartment or the person they just shifted into?

his "regular" social circle... like people who genuinely thinks they're a group of besties... and maybe somewhere deep deep deep deep down he also considers them friends. it's just a shame that he can't really trust them with his true personality but he cares for them more than he cares for most people he keeps at arms length for sure!

exes, fwbs, one night stands whatever... all i'll say is that junho can figuratively ( and literally... but they don't know that ) become whatever someone wants out of a partner, just know that if they were in a committed relationship at any point in time, junho was most likely using them due to any connections they may have anjfnhjsfb

[crazychaoticizzy]

shoko ieiri as "champagne problems" >>

"you booked the night train for a reason / so you could sit there in this hurt / bustling crowds or silent sleepers / you're not sure which is worse"

"this dorm was once a madhouse" / i made a joke, "well, it's made for me""

"how evergreen, our group of friends / don't think we'll say that word again / and soon they'll have the nerve to deck the halls / that we once walked through"

""She would've made such a lovely bride / What a shame she's fucked in the head," they said"

you won't remember all my / champagne problems~

~mirror <3

[crazychaoticizzy]

zeke would say this

yes yes you’re very beautiful. Bewitching, even. AWFUL parking job, by the way

[distrxst]

eh, why not. ♫ for FP and Arti

3-5 songs i associate with our muses !

ribs ; the crane wives .

brick and mortar between my bones / built a kingdom fierce and fortified / my name fading from the yellow page / stones are laid upon the mountainside /

oh , my savage empire / how lucky we are / ( how lucky we are ) / never to be moved by the words of a liar /

time has changed the metaphor / now dust is not the origin of bone / little girl , don't let them sell you any armor / all your ribs are still your own .

introducing jonah to the whale ; everybody's worried about owen .

when will I have time to mourn what i've become / a new corporate shellac with a stapler gun / and i'll write out my letters at demigod speed / and i'll worship upon my own altar of greed /

and you must understand that my life , it is cursed / i have lived all my dreams , i grew gold from the dirt / and yet still there's an emptiness inside my chest / so why not just give in , let the fat whale digest /

and i was born a man , so that's who i became / trading death for money , fearing only change / altruistic visions behind a concrete wall / borders in my body as i wait for them to fall /

oh , to fall , to fall , to fall .

over and over ; rio romeo .

over and over / i fuck myself over / and under and under / i do it again /

morning and evening / i felt i was grieving / until I said fuck you / and never again /

daytime or night time i feel i’m on my time / But my time is fickle / just like a friend /

and with my departure / from the pain i harbor / i feel i am sinking / and sailing to swim .

free bird ; ajj .

if there's a god in the sky or a devil below / that doesn't matter to me / 'cause i see satan's face when i look in the mirror / i see god inside all of the people i meet /

i am free as a bird / i'm free from my words / i'm free as a man who's out wandering the streets , looking for shelter .

no children ; the mountain goats .

i hope i never get sober /

and i hope when you think of me years down the line / you can't find one good thing to say / and i'd hope that if i found the strength to walk out / you'd stay the hell out of my way /

i am drowning / there is no sign of land / you are coming down with me / hand in unlovable hand .

[uppertwo]

♫ for akaza and douma . if u wld indulge me

send me ♫ for 3-5 songs i associate with our muses / accepting!

every breath you take / chase holfelder.

every move you make and every vow you break every smile you fake every claim you stake i'll be watching you

the dark half / aesthetic perfection.

for all your flattery for all your words of praise (you gotta get it, ooh you gotta get it) you're only nurturing the side of me i hate (you gotta get it, ohh you gotta get it)

devil, devil / milck.

do not try me devil, devil cannot buy me devil, devil you won't make a fool of me, oh no what makes you so special, special to think i would ever settle for that devious dance between you and me devil, devil

dear alice / arai tasuku.

you're falling through the cracks of time only to remain the same you're falling down the path you made you're trapped in twilight!

empty mirrors / everyone loves a villain.

you're entitled, condescending so self-righteous without ending sitting, watching while consuming pretending it’s just fine disillusioned by the noise thinking you still have a choice always praying, never straying from the line

[headmaestro]

Neville's Tale: Where Music Begin | Prelude.

As time marches forward, the Maestro conducts a symphony of love, each note serves a testament to the passage of time and the beauty of fleeting moments.

CHAPTER ONE: The First Movement ♪ .. || “Thus now, the orchestra stirs into a new movement—a symphonic rebirth,” whispered, NEVILLE WINSTON.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ [ . . . ]

Foresee, crafting a love story as timeless as a classic tune, PARK SUNGHOON for the MAIN COMPOSITION and LEE JENO, KIM SUNWOO and JAY PARK as his SIDE COMPOSITIONS. Mingled—casting a soft glow that illuminated the stage, where an aura lingered of a LEGAL 18+ took part.

The lead drives the strings of your heart to be plucked, as he strives onto the stage filled with a symphony of emotions, seamlessly transitioning between roles of LOVER, EX, FRIEND, and FAMILY. Composed by several sonnets of BXG, BXB, and any rent connections in his lyrical tone as DOMINANT.

The head maestro remarked, “The audience is buzzing. Let’s give them something to remember, 'shall we?” Just as that, pure confidence showed on the VIRGO's bright eyes, resembling his true nature of an INFP-T.

Merely heard by the crowd—the sound of rustling pages filled the air, a gentle reminder of the music yet to come. He greeted the audience not only in musical gestures, but also through alluring INDONESIA, ENGLISH and BILINGUAL resonance of pitch.

Dedicated to the echoes filled in the hearts of all who had been fortunate enough to listen as he indicated his care through a gentle touch of WORDS OF AFFIRMATION and QUALITY TIME, harmonizing with the sounds around.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ⋆⋆✮♪♫♪✮⋆⋆

CHAPTER TWO: The Entrancing Melodies Unfold ♪ .. || “Remember, every note we play is a part of our story. Let's make the best of our performance,” uttered, The Head Maestro. The notes carry on to every Maestro's AVAILABILITY:

♬ ) All basic services, Game Date (Telegram, Gartic, Plato), Food Date (Bills on customer). Reading Date (Webtoon, AU, etc), Study Date (Ask first), Spotify Session, Stay Up Late (01.00), Public Display Affection (V/VIP) and Move Platform (Whatsapp)

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ⌞ A charmer so alluring, controlled, yet deeply, unshakably alive.⌝

CHAPTER THREE: Gentle Melodies Savored ♪ .. || “ It was a heartbeat, a breath shared between us all,” remarked, The Head Maestro. Which means, a new INTRODUCTION has finally opened in our shared chapter.

Neville Winston is more often known as Nev or El, but I'd be more joyful with a petname in spite. Because I find special in giving sweet-pet-names upon those I hold in esteem, as if they were the sole creatures of the universe. Park Sunghoon is my main muse, however you are free to request anyone you choose ya. My MBTI is an INFP-T, I might not be the most outgoing person, but also am not one to kill the conversations. I can be the listener and the talkative one, but not as yapping as you, maybe? Because I prefer to listen to my girlfriend, it's cute (I wanna protect at all costs). I'm bilingual, Indonesian and English, but usually use Indonesian. But also can use the language of love, (For my beloved one: you.)

Aight stop that flirt thing, let's move to my personality. I'm a convobuilder or let's say random person, talk about anything even unimportant things, I like it because do those things with the one I love the most. My love language is physical attack I guess, /jk. For serious one, my love languages Words of Affirmation. So i can pampering you with all my affection, sweet words also with actions of course, I mean not only filled with sweet words, with my acts for sure. Also you can say I'm the "tengil" boyfriend lol, Idk I just love to annoy my partner until they gets mad, so adorable.

I'm also a meme collector, so I'm ready to fight our memes! Oh also I'm a good listener person, I always try my best to listen to all my lover's stories, so that my lover feels comfortable when sharing stories. Whether it's a story that makes you excited, sad, happy, I will always try to be there. So, feel free to sharing your TMI, I'll always be there to listen with pleasure. Yes I can be your number 01 support system.

That's all from me, I guess. The point is that I will gladly give all my affection to you, because when I'm in love, I'm really that simp over, so I will try my best to be your home for you to complain, your place to rely on, to be ready to listen all your stories. So, how about we write an enticing story that no one will ever forget? It will be my pleasure to share thrilling experiences with you. Hope to see you, soon to be my love.

[crazychaoticizzy]

me???

probably izzy too

(x)

[elorasgossipsalonx]

Intro Post x ~

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𝓟𝓮𝓸𝓹𝓵𝓮 𝓘.. 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮;

(reserved for moots/rp partners!)

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» I am apart of UDD system, and am a Stranger Things OCtive, this roleplay account is partially for fun and a bit of comfort.

» I will mirror lengths, and I am down to roleplay basically anything!

» you may interact with any muse of yours, (canon preffered for my memories sake), but everyone is okay and welcome. I am CEST timezone, and have problems with memory or motivation so please be careful about that.

[user-kora]

THE MUSE

Basics

Name: Kora

Nicknames: Kor, Ko

Age: 500+

Birthday: June 28

Sex: Female

Species: Foxian

Occupation: Cloud Knight

Looks

Body Type: Curvy, but built

Skin Tone: Almost sickly pale

Hair Color: White

Hair Style: curtain bangs with bubble pigtails

Eye Color: amber

Mental Health Problems: ptsd from childhood, past depression

Physical Problems: anemia, ed

Scars: One big one across her whole back. And smaller ones on their arms and legs

Usual Attire: Black sleeveless turtleneck. Dark red crop long sleeve. Fingerless gloves. tight black leggings. Leg armor (idk how to describe it) Combat boots.

Tattoos: A vine wrapped around her right arm

Path: Erudition

Element: Imaginary

Social/Relationships

Family: None (all dead)

Enemies: those of the abundance

Sexual Orientation: Bi-sexual

Relationship Status: Single

Life

Personality Type: Caring to others. Helpful. Mirrors other peoples personalities Hobbies: sparring, dance, making tea

Earliest Memory: (bad memory): Their mother was severally drunk one night when she was around 3 years old. She had hid in her closet to try and hide form their mother but to no avail was found. Her mother proceeded to take her anger out on the young foxian girl. (good memory): When they were 5 she attempted to run away from her home. She was out of the house for around a week. No one really cared she was gone but she felt free. Like she could do anything without their mother beating them, starving them, or just ignoring them. She wished she could have stayed like that forever.

Events That Majorly Effected The Muse: Any abuse and treatment they got from their mother. She was always told they werent good enough and they were a mistake of life. This conditioned them into thinking they didnt deserve to live. They had tried to attempt suicide many times. When she was 17 she had killed her mother without being caught.

Other Factors Effecting The Muse: Joining the cloud knights. This helped boost her self esteem as well as help her get out of her old mindset.

Other

Left/Right handed: ambidextrous (forced herself to learn)

Police Record: Clean (somehow...)

Residence: Small one bedroom apartment

Music Preferences: isabel larosa, ari aabdul, msi, chase atlantic, ayesha erotica, ke$ha, halsey, lollia, penelope scott Childhood

RULES

No NSFW

Please do not be weird if you are a minor

basic dni rules

Shipping and suggestive stuff is ok as long as the muse is over 18

i have no posting schedule as i post when asks come in or occ when i feel like it

THIS BLOG WILL INCLUDE

Ships (none active at moment)

Violence (abuse, blood, wounds, murder, ect)

talk of depression, ptsd, anxiety, ed, fainting, alcohol

TAGS

♢ ᵂᵉˡᶜᵒᵐᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵐʸ ʷᵒʳˡᵈ - first time interactions

❅ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ʷᵉ ᵐᵉᵗ ᵇᵉᶠᵒʳᵉ - interactions with hsr characters/ocs

❃ ᴵˢ ᵗʰⁱˢ ʳᵉᵃˡⁱᵗʸ - interactions with other fandoms

✥ ᴴᵃᵛᵉ ᵗʰᵉʸ ᵃˡʷᵃʸˢ ᵇᵉᵉⁿ ʰᵉʳᵉ - interactions with those from the Xianzhou

☯ ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵉᵉᵐ ᵗʳᵘˢᵗ ʷᵒʳᵗʰʸ - interactions with the Astral Express

☦ ⁿᵒᵗᵉʷᵒʳᵗʰʸ ᶜʳⁱᵐⁱⁿᵃˡˢ - interactions with the Stellaron Hunters

¤ ᴾˡᵉᵃˢᵉ ᵈᵒⁿᵗ ᵇᵉ ˢᵏᵒᵗᵗ - interactions with the IPC

≠ ᶠᵃᵐⁱˡⁱᵃʳ ʸᵉᵗ ᵈⁱᶠᶠᵉʳᵉⁿᵗ - AU interactions

♫ ᴿᵒʷᵃⁿ ⁱˢ ʰᵉʳᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵃᶜᵗⁱᵛᵉ ᵃˢ ᵗʰᵉᵐˢᵉˡᵛᵉˢ - Out of character posts

ABOUT THE MOD

Name: Rowan

Nicknames and other names I go by: Ro, Nico

Pronouns: Any

Interests: Genshin, shr, pjo, zzz, wuwa, theater, rp

OTHER BLOGS THE MOD RUNS

Blade - @stellaron-hunter-blade

Dan Heng - @transgalatic-dragon

[iron-sparrow]

death is not the end

When storm clouds gather around and heavy rains descend Just remember that death is not the end ⸺ ♫

As Gulool Ja Ja lay dying, his flesh withering, his milky eyes shift their focus to find the champion ⸺ his champion, his Yein of Iron ⸺ knelt in the corner of his vision.

"I see... a sparrow," he rumbles weakly, the corners of his mouth raising half an ilm in a valiant effort to smile. He can hear his children's weeping still, despite his efforts to assuage their sorrow.

Yein returns his smile, as he knew they would. Bare palms normally protected by leather and metal touch his lips, brushing over skin and teeth. It touches him in a way he had come to love.

"We might be too large in size," he muses, "to become one of your little birds..."

A wet sound leaves Yein's scarred lips, letting the dying sovereign glimpse their pointed teeth.

"Maybe you will return as a very large bird," they offer, "with two heads." Despite their forced mirth, their fingers are trembling as they caress him.

"Perhaps," Gulool Ja Ja heaves in agreement. He attempts to see them more clearly, hoping to commit their shape to his final memory. A quivering smile shifts his wrinkled lips against their touch.

"I am eager... to introduce you to him. My brother..."

"And I am eager meet him, dawnlight," the elezen says. As Gulool Ja Ja's eyes drift shut, they mirror his expression and curl forward to press their scarred cheek against the skin between his eyes.

Nearby, Wuk Lamat is screaming one last time for her papa.

For the tree of life is growing where the spirit never dies ⸺ ♫

[crazychaoticizzy]

JEAN PROTECTING YOU FROM HORNY DRUNK!EREN >>>>

tequila shots

jean x drunk! reader

tags: alcohol use // swearing // smut // jean takes care of you // dub con// let me know if i missed anything x

1k words

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fuck

you always knew Jean was a giving person with how he was always such a good friend to you, randomly bringing you coffee to your job & picking you up on the nights when you’re too drunk to catch the train home, that’s just the kind of friend Jean is.

he proved just how good of a friend he is once again tonight when you all were at the bar celebrating sasha’s birthday.

“happy birthday bitch!” you said to sasha sitting across from you.

“fuck! bro who ordered tequila?” connie asked in an amused tone when the shots arrived at the table.

jean sitting to your left, chucked at connie’s comment while passing shots to everyone.

eren reached over from your right side grabbing a shot.

“what the fuck jean you gave me the smallest one”

“because your a fucking light weight” he said laughing through his words.

how the hell did i get sandwiched between these two? you thought.

many rounds later you found yourself at the bar singing over the speakers in the most crude way possible attempting to serenade jean.

jean wasn’t too impressed with your singing but he loved drinking with his best friend, he knew he could always have fun with you.

Jean felt his heart clench at the sight of you making a giant fool of yourself just to make him laugh.

even in your drunken state, jean looked at you like you were the only person in the room.

fuck the tequila shots were starting to hit you hard now.

“gonna go pee” you slurred to jean

“you sure you can make it there by yourself?” he teased.

“yup fine” you said with half closed eyes.

you made your way through the crowded bar into the hallway where the bathrooms were when you felt a large hand grab your wrist, spinning you around. through blurred vision you see your are now face to face with eren.

“damn drunky why are you holding my wrist so tight? shit” you say as you try to pull away.

“drunk or not i've been wanting to do this” eren said.

your eyes go wide as he wraps his other hand around your waist in an attempt to kiss you.

you try to push him back “i’m drunk but i’m not that drunk” you say.

eren didn’t heed your words as his grip tightened, leaning in once again.

in one swift motion you saw jean grab eren by his hair making him fall onto the wall and sinking to the floor

jean looks down upon eren in his pitiful state, “your drunk eren stay down.”

fuck all this commotion is about to make you sick.

jean picked up on that thought as he turned to face you.

“i need to get you out of here.”

you nodded letting him wrap an arm around you to lead you out of the bar.

jean didn’t let go of you until you reached his car.

jean turned, looking down on you with a worried face.

“are you okay? did eren fucking hurt you?”

“no his dumbass was just horny and drunk” you said, still holding on to your best friend.

jeans gaze softened a little

“that’s no excuse”

“yeah well…” you said as you let him guide you into the passenger seat.

such a good friend you thought as you watched jean drive.

“can i stay with you” you hiccuped

with one hand on the wheel jean looked over at you, “of course” he smiled sweetly.

he looked so good while he was driving

damn am i getting wet at the sight of my best friend right now? you thought clenching your thighs together trying to quell the needy pain growing between your legs.

you felt yourself sober up by the time you reached jeans place, but he still helped walk you inside.

he told himself he was doing it to be a good friend like always, but he knew this time was different.. this time he was helping you because he wanted any excuse to be close to you.

once inside he led you to the couch, setting you down lightly immediately kneeling down to your feet to help remove your shoes.

you reach down placing your hand over his, “i’m not drunk anymore jean really.. i can remove my own shoes.”

jean didn’t respond, he was too caught up in your gaze.

not even thinking of your next words you broke the silence “unless.. you want too”

jean took a hard breath, continuing his work on your shoes.

fuck it you thought.

you couldn’t wait anymore.

you grabbed jean by his shirt pulling him up to your eye level. a knowing look settled on jean’s face before grabbing your face and initiating a devastating kiss.

your hands immediately reach for the base of jeans skull raking your fingers through his hair while his hands heavily massage your hips.

you instinctively wrap your legs around jean’s waist as he stood to lead the two of you to his bedroom.

your kiss finally broke as the two of you landed on the bed.

jeans frame loomed over yours, breathing heavily.

“you know this will ruin our friendship right?” you said laughing as you spoke.

jean looked at you with lust filled eyes “fuck friendship, i’ve been waiting too long for this”

your legs wrapped around his waist once more.

jean leaned down, placing sloppy open mouth kisses all over your neck.

your dress rode up past your panties as you were rocking your hips against the front of jeans pants feeling the outline of his hard cock.

you let out a light moan into his ear as jean rutted his fully clothed cock against your soaking panties.

jean’s head came up from the crook of your neck, his gaze not leaving yours as his hand reached down to play with your clit over the thin cloth.

“say the word and i’ll stop” he said as his lips were a hair's length away from yours.

“don’t you dare stop”

“then tell me what you want” he said as the pads of his finger played with your cloth covered pussy.

“i want you to fuck me the way you have always imagined fucking me”

that was all jean needed.

in one swift motion your panties were gone. the next thing you knew jean had your hands pinned over your head.

his hand finally returned to your needy clit, fingers working in a swift up and down motion while jeans face was still hovering right over yours watching your face contorted in pleasure with breathless moans leaving your mouth.

he spoke directly into your mouth

“mmmm gonna make you feel so good perfect girl”

this roused another moan from your lips, as your hips rocked against jean’s hand.

it was all too much and not enough at the same time.

jeans free hand pulled the top part of your dress down revealing your breast. he immediately started rolling one nipple between his fingers and sucking on the other making your back arch off the mattress.

all of the stimulation made your orgasm come crashing down on you.

you moaned as the warm rolling sensation flowed through you.

jean’s name rolled off your tongue over and over as you came on his hand.

“mmm good fucking girl” jean said as he let you ride out your orgasm on his hand.

jean ignored how painfully hard he had grown inside his pants and placed a tender kiss to your forehead knowing you had an exhausting night.

he knew he could make up for lost time tomorrow.

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exhaustion hit you hard after jean gave you some of his clothes to change into.

you wrapped your body around his and let yourself succumb to your exhaustion in jean’s arms, knowing that your friendship might be gone but something better will replace it.

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