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GIVE MY MUSE A PETNAME AND SEE HOW THEY REACT!

As an added bonus the petname will be rated on how much my muse likes it!

never call me that again | meh | idk how to feel about it | i'm ok with it | i like it | i love it | please call me that all the time

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"That's good." Toby smiled, kissing Missy's forehead. "Do you want to do anything special right now, or just cuddle?"

Toby had just come home from work, and was now cuddling Missy affectionately, his fingers tangled up in her hair and his arms around her.

she cuddles into him kissing his neck.

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"You doing okay, hon?" Toby asked, looking at Missy with a small smile. He always wanted to make sure that his favorite person was alright.

Toby had just come home from work, and was now cuddling Missy affectionately, his fingers tangled up in her hair and his arms around her.

she cuddles into him kissing his neck.

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Send "tender embrace" for your muse to wordlessly hug my muse from behind.

add "reverse" for my muse to hug yours

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Send “Impalement” for my muse to get impaled on something protecting yours. (sword and so on)   

send “impalement reverse”  for your muse to get impaled protecting mine. 

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"Yeah, I'm okay... Thanks Orihime." Toby smiled softly, kissing Orihime's cheek. "...I'm just a little stressed, that's all."

Toby wasn't having the beat of days, and was extremely out of his element. He needed some way to relieve stress, but was at a complete loss.

Orihime went over toward Toby and wrapped her arms around him. "Hey, are you okay? I'm here if you need anything."

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do you play free as working with the DWMA?

No, I don't

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The eyeless demon didn't say anything. He decided to leave the intruder alone, returning to his usual hunting with a low growl. As long as he wasn't disturbed, nothing bad would happen.

(New RP. Using Eyeless Jack.) The blind hunter was busy hunting down his usual prey, sticking to the shadows as per usual so he wouldn't be spotted. The only indication that he was there were the low, hungry growls rising from his throat and the crunching of leaves underneath his feet. He adjusted the blue mask over his face as he gripped his scalpel, almost as if determining whether or not now was the perfect time to strike his target.

He was hungry. And nobody was going to get in his way. If they did... Hell, he'd deal with them swiftly and efficiently.

"..."

Frozen in place, she could feel him. Shadows covering the area in front of her, letting out a slow sigh as the new moon stood hiding through the layers of trees.

"... I wouldn't do that, y'know?"

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No answer. Just a low growl that indicated an unknown level of malice and hunger. Jack hadn't eaten in a while, and it was showing in his mannerisms. Brandishing his weapon, he gave off a growl to warn the other being in the vicinity that she was not welcome on his hunting grounds. He waited for her response, determining whether he should attack now or just leave her be.

(New RP. Using Eyeless Jack.) The blind hunter was busy hunting down his usual prey, sticking to the shadows as per usual so he wouldn't be spotted. The only indication that he was there were the low, hungry growls rising from his throat and the crunching of leaves underneath his feet. He adjusted the blue mask over his face as he gripped his scalpel, almost as if determining whether or not now was the perfect time to strike his target.

He was hungry. And nobody was going to get in his way. If they did... Hell, he'd deal with them swiftly and efficiently.

"..."

Frozen in place, she could feel him. Shadows covering the area in front of her, letting out a slow sigh as the new moon stood hiding through the layers of trees.

"... I wouldn't do that, y'know?"

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"Shut up!! Just 'cause I'm as dumb as a friggin' rock doesn't mean I can't learn!" Zack snapped. "...'Sides, I'm not that desperate. I think there's a soup kitchen a few blocks away, just back where I came from..." He sighed, scratching at the bandages wrapped around his face.

"...Fuckin' bandages are itchin' me. Best get a move on 'fore things get worse. I'm startin' to learn my way around this stupid city, so I'm kinda aware of where the soup kitchen is. Emphasis on the word 'kinda'." The bandaged killer grinned, his mismatched eyes seeming to show a bit more life than usual.

"I only got 3 dollars on me, so that ain't really enough to buy somethin' too grand... Might as well scav for somethin' cheap and easy to afford," Zack suggested. "Worst-case scenario, we could steal somethin'." He sighed, ruffling his own hair for a bit. "...Maybe we could find a homeless shelter or soup kitchen or somethin', considering we're broke as hell and probably don't have any home to go to anymore."

...Either Zack was possessed, or he had an actual plan that didn't involve going berserk or stealing. Either way, it was almost intimidating to see this level of cognitive planning and preparation from someone who was usually so quick to anger and violence.

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A low growl came from the creature in front of Zack, hollow black voids where his eyes used to be trained on the bandaged serial killer. The beast that once seemed human bared his bloodstained teeth at Zack in a snarl before crouching back over his prey. His black hoodie was stained with blood from said kill, and in his hands, he held what seemed to be a human kidney.

Overhead, the rustling of black wings could be heard, followed by the telltale sound of a sword being unsheathed.

"Who are you, and why are you here? You're not from any place I'm aware of."

The voice came from a masked male wearing a green jacket over a black turtleneck, the jacket's hood lined with what seemed to be fake fur and the turtleneck seeming to be entirely spotless. Red eyes stared down at Zack from the eye sockets of the metal mask, analyzing his every movement.

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 -- ❝ This is no fucking costume, that’s my clothes. ❞

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Panic Attack/ Comfort Starters

Panic attack

The sender is having a panic attack

"I-I can't... I can't control it."

"I-I can't breathe... everything's spinning..."

"I-I need to get out of here... please, I can't stay... it's too much..."

"N-noise... too much noise... I can't think... I need to..."

"I feel like I'm going to die..."

"I-I can't stop crying..."

"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry for falling apart like this..."

"I'm scared... I don't know what's happening..."

"I feel like I'm going to pass out..."

"I need to get out of here... I can't handle this..."

"I-I'm fine, just give me a moment. It's nothing..."

: "I'm okay, really... Just need a moment to... to collect myself..."

Comfort

The sender is comforting receiver having a panic attack

"Hey, hey, it's okay. Just breathe with me, alright? Nice and slow. You're safe here, I've got you."

"Tell me five things you can see, four things you can touch, three things you can hear, two things you can smell, and one thing you can taste."

"'You're not alone in this. Take your time; I'll wait."

"Let's count backwards from 100. One number at a time. You've got this."

"Shh, I know it feels overwhelming right now, but you're not alone. I'm right here beside you, and I'm not going anywhere."

"Focus on my voice, okay?"

"I'm right here beside you, holding your hand."

"Let's step outside for a moment. Take my hand, we'll get through this together."

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"I only got 3 dollars on me, so that ain't really enough to buy somethin' too grand... Might as well scav for somethin' cheap and easy to afford," Zack suggested. "Worst-case scenario, we could steal somethin'." He sighed, ruffling his own hair for a bit. "...Maybe we could find a homeless shelter or soup kitchen or somethin', considering we're broke as hell and probably don't have any home to go to anymore."

...Either Zack was possessed, or he had an actual plan that didn't involve going berserk or stealing. Either way, it was almost intimidating to see this level of cognitive planning and preparation from someone who was usually so quick to anger and violence.

"...Damn it, I guess you're right." Zack huffed, letting go of Ray for a bit. "Ah well... What's on the agenda for tonight? I'm friggin' bored and I haven't eaten since breakfast." He paused for a bit, looking away. "Well... If you can count an apple fritter and a cup of hot chocolate as 'breakfast'... My point is, I'm friggin' STARVING. Ya got any cash on ya, Ray?"

...That was a bit of a stupid question. Maybe she did, maybe she didn't. From the looks of things, maybe the latter was more probable. It took him a while to realize that he, too, was rather broke himself. That apple fritter, shitty as it may have tasted to him, cost... How much again? 4 bucks or somethin'? And the hot chocolate was another 3... Which meant that out of the $10.00 he initially had, he was left with $3.00.

Ah well... Better start stealin' wallets, Zack thought to himself, before shaking the idea off. Then again, Ray'd probably get pissed if I did, so I ain't gonna bother.

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Bloodbonds (Toby x Duchess) headcanons (in collaboration with @txngledbxnds)

Toby is very protective over Duchess, and rightfully so. She is the one who saved his life from being taken by the Operator.

Being a blood magic user, Toby can create blood weapons at the cost of his own strength. Sometimes he forges weapons for Duchess using his own blood. Sure, it may seem weird to others, but to Toby, it's just another way of him showing how much he loves Duchess.

As a double amputee, Toby has to wear specialized prosthetics that replace his right arm and left leg, both of which are equipped with blood reservoirs. When these tanks run out, he relies on Duchess to help maintain them and keep them full.

When feeling drained, Toby uses a wheelchair to get around. He hates it because it makes him feel useless, but at the same time it lets him stay at home with Duchess on nights where missions are scarce.

Movie nights are ALWAYS Toby's favorite time to spend time with Duchess. He'll pop in a Japanese film just to translate every line of dialogue for Duchess to understand what's going on in the film.

Toby's love language is physical touch. So if Duchess wraps her arms around him, he'll immediately melt like butter in her embrace.

Best summed up as THE classic German Shepherd x Golden Retriever relationship (Toby being physically and emotionally scarred by battle and not too open about his feelings, while Duchess brings out the best in him with her affectionate nature and ability to keep him calm under stressful circumstances)

(Handing the mic over to @txngledbxnds to continue this list)

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"...Damn it, I guess you're right." Zack huffed, letting go of Ray for a bit. "Ah well... What's on the agenda for tonight? I'm friggin' bored and I haven't eaten since breakfast." He paused for a bit, looking away. "Well... If you can count an apple fritter and a cup of hot chocolate as 'breakfast'... My point is, I'm friggin' STARVING. Ya got any cash on ya, Ray?"

...That was a bit of a stupid question. Maybe she did, maybe she didn't. From the looks of things, maybe the latter was more probable. It took him a while to realize that he, too, was rather broke himself. That apple fritter, shitty as it may have tasted to him, cost... How much again? 4 bucks or somethin'? And the hot chocolate was another 3... Which meant that out of the $10.00 he initially had, he was left with $3.00.

Ah well... Better start stealin' wallets, Zack thought to himself, before shaking the idea off. Then again, Ray'd probably get pissed if I did, so I ain't gonna bother.

The familiar gruff voice of a male covered in bandages could be heard down the hallway, seemingly right in front of Rachel. The man walked into view, his mismatched eyes filled with... Well, excitement wasn't rare for him, but it wasn't mixed with any aggression or murderous intent like it was in the past.

"Been a while, hasn't it, kiddo? Woulda given up tryin' to look for ya if it weren't for my stubborn-ass determination to come find ya."

His grin was unmistakable... He truly had missed Ray, though now it was more out of brotherly concern than anything else. After all this time, the bandaged serial killer seemed to have realized that he'd seen Ray as more of a little sister than he would've expected.

(Hey there, new follower! Gonna be starting this RP off strong with Isaac Foster)

She's taken back at the sight of Zack standing before her, the subtle hint of surprise clear in her eyes. It had been some time since they last had seen one another. And she couldn't deny that she felt something close to happy to see him once more.

The corners of her lips twitch up into a smile. “I'm surprised you even managed to find me.” she states almost sarcastically, though her tone held a subtle lightheartedness. 

“Took you long enough.” 

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Toby allowed Duchess to help him, smiling softly as he was moved into his wheelchair. This was one of the rare instances where he actually enjoyed being carried... Before Duchess, he never really enjoyed being picked up. Nowadays, it felt comforting. There was no doubt in the blood manipulator's mind that even after he got his prosthetic limbs, he'd allow Duchess to carry him if he needed her to.

Looking into Duchess' eyes, he smiled softly, his own crimson irises seeming to express all the trust in the world that he had toward her. "Usually I'm not used to being picked up... But I guess it's because I haven't really trusted anyone to do so before I met you." He chuckled softly, leaning into Duchess' embrace. "Even then, it feels nice to know that I can finally trust someone to help me out rather than always having to keep my guard up."

Escaped.

Tobias Foster had finally escaped the Faceless Man's grasp, feeling proud of himself for doing so. There was only one problem, though...

The escape had cost the mutant an arm and a leg. Literally.

So now here he was, lost in the woods, left to bleed out and die like a dog. He didn't want things to end this way... But he had nowhere to go. He couldn't go back to the Faceless Man, because he'd get killed on sight, and he DEFINITELY couldn't integrate himself into human society, because once again, he'd be killed if anyone found out what he was. He called for help until his throat was raw and scratchy from screaming out, and eventually collapsed from blood loss.

Duchess stood outside Cerebo, waiting for Charles Xavier to re-emerge and give her the details of her mission. She smiled in greeting at the man as he glided out on his chair, though her eyes held some concern at the situation at hand, she held a tablet at stand by, ready to record down the co-ordinates of the mutant they were going to help.

A little later, Duchess was in an all terrain vehicle, off-roading it through some woods to where Xavier was sure the mutant would be. She was alone, but not unarmed. Duchess slowed down to a stop, not wanting to scare them off or maybe even run them over. The Professor had told her the mutant was badly injured.

She reached into the back of the jeep and pulled out a med kit, moving forward by foot. Duch hadn't gone far when she spotted the guy, running over to his unconscious form. It saddened her to see him in such a state, she immediately started to get to work on stopping the bleeding and getting him back. She messaged back to Jubilee and Hank waiting in the Blackbird, telling them of the situation. It wasn't long before Hank came to assist Duch in getting the unconscious guy back to the Blackbird.

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‘TOL AND SMOL’ PROMPTS

feel free to combine these with dialogue whether it’s something you make up or from other memes your partner has reblogged. 

[ BEND ]  for the shorter muse to tug the taller muse down so they can kiss their forehead. 

[ LEAN ]  for the taller muse to lean down to kiss the shorter muse’s forehead. 

[ LIFT ]  for taller muse to lift up the smaller one and sit them on a surface where they can be eye level. 

[ CLIMB ]  for the shorter muse to find somewhere to perch so they can be eye level with taller muse. 

[ INTERRUPT ]  for shorter muse to stop during the middle of a conversation and stand on a chair/sit on a table so they can be eye level with the taller one. 

[ GIVE ]  for the taller muse to place their jacket around the shorter muse’s shoulders,  the garment essentially ‘swallowing them whole.’

[ TAKE ]  for the taller muse to find the shorter one has ‘borrowed’ a shirt/sweater/jacket etc.  which is oversized on them.  

[ GO ]  for the taller muse to pick up the shorter one and carry them away from a potential/just started fight. 

[ RIDE ]  for the taller muse to give the shorter one a piggyback ride so they don’t have to keep up. 

[ SEE ]  for shorter muse to insist on getting to ride on the taller one’s shoulders.  

[ FIND ]  for the taller muse to lift the shorter one by the waist so they can reach something. 

[ EMBRACE ]  for the taller muse to lift the shorter muse off the ground when they hug. 

[ CATCH ]  for the shorter muse to run and jump into the taller muse’s arms. 

[ CARESS ]  for the taller muse to pick up the shorter one to kiss them. 

[ GIVE ]  for the shorter muse to stand or climb to sit on a higher surface to demand a kiss from the taller one. 

[  PULL  ]  for the shorter muse to tug the taller one down by the collar to kiss them. 

[ URGE ]  for the taller muse to tilt the shorter one’s chin up so they can look at their face. 

[ LOWER ]  for the taller muse to kneel in front of the shorter one so they’re less intimidating. 

[ HELP ]  for the taller muse to use the advantage of their stature to shield the shorter one from something. 

[ AID ]  for the taller muse to pick up the shorter one to lift them over something  (  stairs,  while hiking, a large puddle etc.  ). 

[ INSIST ]  for the shorter muse to guide the taller one to sit so they don’t have to keep looking up. 

[ COMFORT ]  for the taller muse to tuck their chin atop the shorter one’s head while they hug. 

[ MELT ]  for the taller muse to lean down so they can bury their face into the shorter one’s shoulder. 

[ GENTLE ]  for the smaller muse to hug the taller one while they are seated so the taller one can hide their face against them. 

[ BLOCK ]  for the taller muse to stand in front of the shorter one to prevent them from having to see something. 

[ CUDDLE ]  for the taller muse to the big spoon. 

[ HELD ]  for the shorter muse to be the big spoon. 

[ TENDER ]  for the taller muse to kiss the shorter one’s head while they embrace. 

[ GENTLE ]  for the shorter muse to kiss the taller one’s chest while they hug. 

[ REST ]  for the shorter muse to lean forward and press their forehead against the tall one’s chest/shoulder while they stand in front of each other. 

[ TOUCH ]  for the taller muse to lean down and press their forehead to the shorter one’s. 

[ PRESS ]  for the shorter muse to take hold of the taller one’s face to pull them down so they can press their foreheads together. 

[ GAZE ]  taller muse is sitting and the shorter one who is standing in front of them takes their face into their hands while they talk.