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Okay that was the last thing I post here >> Cause I had that sitting in my drafts for a while

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⚥ ❤

send me a symbol and i will write a drabble about my muse from the point of view of…

⚥ - … My muse’s sibling

                 ~◯~ }Howl At the Moon, Let the Stars Dance In Crimson Light{

      “Ugh, I hate that my hair is white now. I stand out even more now a days then I ever did.before. Granted, it’s nice and pure looking. I feel like its even more annoying  that it changes on a whim back and forth more so.”  This was a normal dialog made by a particular female wolf as she stared at herself inside of the mirror after coming out of a shower in nothing but her towel. She didn’t really do this just cause she loved to see her body in all of it’s glory But it was to also see what wounds had left scars on her body this time around. Even if they would fad with time she couldn’t help but look over them and sigh a bit. “I’m starting to look like my brother at this point when it comes to scars…”  Another sigh slipped past her lips as her hands came to take hold her rather large H.. Well when her hands grabbed them just now she could tell, they had grew to at least J, breast before growling to herself. “Son of a.. I thought I wouldn’t grow anymore. I mean what the fuck?! I’ve been the same for hundreds of years….” 

      The growl slowly came to become silences as she let her chest drop just a bit, only now was she happy that her demon DNA gave her the the strength to deal with such enormous breast. In the mean time she just sighed a bit, grabbing her special tape she wrapped her chest taking a deep breath as the nano tech in the material reacted with her bodies make up and compacted her chest back to the side of a DD before putting some underwear and a bra while the bandages disappeared to react as if they never there. “Alright then lets see I will have to make sure I can find different stores today and get some more clothing. Ah and I should talk with ‘him’ to get that suit updated with some new information.” She was getting her pants on when her door opened causing her to look up to see who was there, crimson hues staring at them. “How can I help you? Better yet how the hell did you get into my home?”

❤ - … My muse’s significant other

@grellshitei 

No. 

No no no. 

No no no no no no no!

That words were echoing in her head as she grew closer to her destination, to that warmth that colored the sky in a bright orange and red light before dissipating into a stream of black smoke. The sound of wood cracking as the heat and weight of the rest of the home caused its structure to collapse sending wisps of embers flying around her as the scarlet haired reaper came to a stop, Ringed hues widened in horror at the sight that laid before her. 

There were reapers everywhere, sprawled out beaten and bloodied but most were still alive some how, though that was not what she saw. Oh no her eyes were on something that was oh so much more important than some idiots that got themselves beaten almost to death. And that was what laying in a pool of blood and weapons in the center of them all. Her lungs filed with air and her eyes with tears as she was ready to scream....

 Everything faded from sight as the sound of an alarm echoed and those same Ringed hues that were so full or horror were opened wide and one hand reached out high to a ceiling instead of a dead body. The warmth of a blanket around her body before she jolted up looking around trying to figure out what just happened. As the sounds around her started to fall into place, the alarm, the birds outside, and.. that was foot steps right? With head turning towards the sound of the opening door, tears once again started to fill her eyes as that red headed wolf stepped through with breakfast in hand, a smile on his face as he turned to her with a smile. “Morning Dear did you sleep we-?” his words were un finished as she nearly tackled him and the breakfast to the ground, if his arms had not gotten up high enough to stop it.

 She buried herself into him, gripping him tight in her hold. He was real. She could feel his warmth, feeling his chest moving with each breath, and hear the thumping of his heart and it made it all the more real. It was just a dream, it was just a very bad dream. He’s here. He’s Real. In her silent hold the wolf blinked and slowly smiled moving the food to the endtable and just held her tight for now. He would ask about it later.

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Archived

So Yeah. I’m going to archive this Blog and shift to another Wanderingcrimsonwolves is where I will be now because unholy hell is the information on here far to fucking scattered about on here. So over there, there will only really be two things that transfer over. The base information for all of the Verses. And Obviously the connections I have made with ookami. The information I have been giving as Fun facts are going to be Erased and remade to actually do well for what Ookami is, how he functions, and a bit more on his souls’ Rule Breaker’ attribute. Thats all for now. I’ll start following people that are important there in a bit. As for others. Well either follow me there or like here and I will follow you. Peace.. 

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I feel the need to nuke this character -3-

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PLEASE, PLEASE Reblog if You're a Roleplayer That Believes Mun and Muse are Two Separate People.

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           ~◯~ }As Muses sleep, The Jay Bird Sings{

   I REALLLLLY should play around with the whole Vampire Blood idea for Ookami. I mean its actual Cannon and not something I just made up on the fly since when I first created him he was Bitten (eaten) By some interesting Vampires. And since his blood is suppose to take on different viruses and mutations and integrate them into his own to keep them from affecting him in the future it would not actually be a far fetched idea that there are times when the Vampiric blood can take control of him and send him into a very bad blood lust. 

   Same goes for the wolf’s blood, but thats chalked up to Ura so not even going to bother. But truth be told The more I want to explore different routes that are run deeper into Ookami’s past, the harder it is to keep track of everything, place them in places that fit, stupid stuff like that. I mean all this shit is more or less just half half cooked ideas that I think of on the fly because I’m a very terrible writer and can do little more than push out and idea when it comes up and hope it can blend well. 

   Obviously that normally never works and I worry that people start to dislike me or my muse or both because of it and then i worry even more about whether I should continue on any of these paths, or just nuke the whole fucking character cause god knows by now that I Don’t Even Fucking Know ANYTHING About My Muses Anymore or how to keep anything fucking straight and just keep tacking on more and more until I’m just so fried I give the fuck up and just wallow in the fact that I��m a shit writer and feel as if I drag my partners down cause holy fucking hell do all the people that deal with me and my muse know how to write and be amazing and thoughtful about what they want to do and I just go with a flow because outside of blood, and violence, and fighting, and sometimes smut I can’t write shit that looks any fucking good. 

  ...... This became some stupid rant.. fun... I’m just gunna... stop.... yeah.. If ya read all the way to this. Good on ya, thanks for caring about a nobody like me. Even if ya read it just cause, still thank ya.

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ugh.. Do I wanna turn Ookami into a bad guy for a verse or no.... -.-

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dcsidcrium:

The shift from soft emerald to deep red would be hard to miss even if she hadn’t been glaring daggers at him. Normally, it would be a cause of a spike in curiosity over exactly what he was – his scent was lupine, but it was clear he wasn’t the same species as her.  As of now, she was too irritated to really care much about the shift in color of his iris, the change in color and shape of his pupils.  As he tugged back, reached for her other wrist she twisted, reflexes quick to keep him from getting a firmer grip on her.

“You don’t got any fuckin’ say in this!”

Her voice was a shout now.  The way he growled at her only rubbing every alpha instinct she had in all of the wrong ways.  Any aggression from him would only be met with her lashing out.  Free arm swung, aimed for his chest in an attempt to knock him back at the same time she pulled at his grip in hopes it would free her.  But her hand falls short, motion halted as a scene interrupts her vision.  When she can see him again, see her own face is filled with confusion.  

“The hell was that?”

Traces of anger still lingered in every inch of the shifter.  Her posture.  Her voice.  Her face.  Half-cocked, reckless plan had been long forgotten as she tried to process not what she’d seen, but what had caused it.  She may not be fighting his grip, but she was far from at ease.  Her tone showed every bit of her bossy nature as she demanded him to answer her.  “Damn it.  I said what the hell was that?”

“How in the hell did you get in my fuckin’ head?”

                ~◯~ }The Moon is out, and Shining a Deep Crimson{

    With his attempt at getting her other hand to get her to completely be stuck failed, he could see the anger just twisting deep inside of her and he was already prepared for the strike while his hand came up, it was needless to say that he was just as confused as her own when that strike didn’t come in contact with his hand and she was just staring at him. Well her comment made him blink and tilt his head. 

“The hell was what?”

     Anger was in every thing that she was doing at the moment. But when she asked again with more of her alpha’s pride and aura, he raised a brow. Then she said something about getting in her head. What the fuck did she mean by that? He knew he didn’t do anything but stare at her and now she was talking about getting into her he-......

   “What did you see?”

    The first time he said it, he was calm, his grip still there but his free arm dropped and his posture straightened as his form started to gain an aura of his own to match her own alpha’s nature only with plenty of more years holding behind it. He was hoping he was wrong about this, he was hoping to all fucking unholy hell that he was wrong but he still couldn’t help but return her own demand with one of his owns. 

“What did you see Nikki!?”

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Mun fun Fact

   Alright. So i’m bored a bit, its 5 am right now, I have not slept, but this is interesting information to say. Ookami has 3 Fcs as some have probably noticed. 

    Now everyone gets a Fc and most the time it is verse dependent, But lately it has been which I feel fit the type of setting that the wolf is in, or the type persona that he is going to take on. 

    So this shouldn’t mean to much, but there is a reason that I have started to change it up even if the verse is the same universe and its linked to the last Ookami fun fact that I posted. 

    His memories are completely unstable, enough so that the lines between Au’s can blur at time if his body takes to much damage. What does this mean? It means that if he starts out with one FC and it changes to another Fc be it the same thread or a different one, it means there was a cross in his sense of self due to his memories interlocking and there can be quite a number of negative side affects that are caused by this. So it pays to pay attention.

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grellshitei:

     Of course, she was always happy to have him close, and the reassurance that he would still be there beside her. She leaned into him, smile still spread over her lips as she held onto him. However, when he spoke, she pulled back to look up at him, feeling her heart start race slightly. In truth, she knew that he wasn’t in danger of losing her, but she still liked the thought that he didn’t want to lose her to anyone else. “Is that something that you’re thinking about darling?”

           ~◯~ }The Moon is out, and Shining a Deep Crimson{

    “Thats a secret. I do have some things planned that I won’t tell you about after all.” Truth be told he could feel his heart racing just a bit even as his face looked completely calm and relaxed. There were definitely times in which he would love to tell her everything but also things he wanted to surprise her every time with. This time he would surprise her.  “I think you’re going to like it anyways.”

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Ookami Fun Fact

    This is something I should have posted a LONG time ago. But after Ookami’s last death, his memories sort of became very jumbled up and created a Cheshire Cat affect. He is subconsciously aware that there are multiple Versions of himself within the same universe and where these memories are normally suppressed within Ura’s Core, the forced opening of all his memories are slipping out from time to time and he will cross information from one Version to another Somewhat like Homoru from Madoka Magica keeping her memories every time she crosses the timelines only completely random on what will click with what where. At times it can cause a time paradox in knowledge and if it does it causes a reverb shock of memories before correcting itself as a dream for the version in question. 

   Now at times, its not as simple as just being able to brush it off as a dream and if two timelines are closely connected it will create a paradox in his mind and most likely cause a shock to his brain to try and seal off parts of his memories that can connect to that and this may cause him to forget certain people and events that have already happened forcing him to try and reconnect with them anew. 

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— {˙ღƸ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒღ˙} —— “I never said you could read my mind, I’m just saying it was obvious. Like you said, I could easily find someone to dance with, so there is only one reason why I wouldn’t,” she points out matter-of-factly.

         ˙ “And? Where is the hunter at?” She asks, coming to a stop, again ignoring yet another one of his quips.

           ~◯~ }The Moon is out, and Shining a Deep Crimson{

    “Originally they were just outside the building. But they kind of ran off when I told them I would talk to you yelling an odd thank you all the way. So if I had to guess back in Cross’s office.” Yes he did say that as an after thought to mentioning the hunter. He did pull out a folder though and flicked it onto the nearby table. “They had this on them though so its probably important to what they wanted. I didn’t ask. I don’t deal with hunters less they want me for something.” 

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reginae-noctis:

●▬▬๑۩۩๑▬▬▬● Of course, the brunette’s reckless attitude left the spectators paralyzed. Ai really had the habit of acting according to her impulses, regardless of the situations. She usually acted according to her inner sentiments. That unexpected kiss had by no means been premeditated. “Gomenasai.” Apologized with some embarrassment, looking around & seeing that everyone was staring at them. Certainly in the next day rumors would start circulating. Unfortunately people were despicable & made rumors where they didn’t exist. How the young vampire would solve that problem? "I didn’t think about the consequences. I just wanted to protect you. “ She wasn’t lying. Ai had realized that some girls were trying to seduce him, all she did was protect him from alleged assaults. 

"Are you upset?” Murmured, trying to ignore the audience’s curious hues. She couldn’t decipher if he was shocked or angry with her audacious behavior. Maybe it’d be a good idea think before act next time. “Honestly I’ve no idea why I did this.” Thought, trying to find a plausible answer to her own dilemma. It wasn’t always easy to find answers to the heart’s questions. @wanderingcrimsonwolf

           ~◯~ }The Moon is out, and Shining a Deep Crimson{

    Honestly, he had actually stop worrying about the others around them the moment that their lips had came into contact. Even when they separated and all eyes were no locked on them with daggers easily being thrown their way from all in one way or another. But that didn’t matter, not even a little bit at the moment, especially with that apology coming from her lips. Why was she sorry? Did he look mad at her? Was it just a dare? No her explanation cut that part out without even a shred left for any other thought as well. She was trying to protect him? From what? From who? Again, no that was not even a question he had to worry about as he widened his senses a bit he could feel the very clear blood lust all directed towards Ai at the moment. 

    All that did was make him smile softly even as she asked if he was upset.

   His hands were still on her hips since she didn’t move any farther way from him than to separate their lips and to speak. A small chuckle escaped his chest. “Baka.” That was the only word that came from his lips before he took her chin within one of his hands so that he could lock eyes shifting a bit closer to her to the point that their lips were just about to touch before speaking again. 

       “Its a little unfair to do something like that. Without thinking something will be returned.” those words were punctuated with the contact of lips once more, a bit deeper than her quick surprise one. He knew the rumors would spread from just one. But he was sure to send a message with the second like this. Depending on how she decided to react to it. 

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     Upon seeing the other, they let out a small chuckle. It seemed they were caught trying to get up. But, that might’ve been a good thing. Nika took Ookami’s hand, though theirs shook slightly as they held it out. There was a small amount of hope he wouldn’t see it, but realistically, he was going to notice it. It was going to be harder to conceal themselves the longer they stayed in the company of the innkeep, even if they needed it. They were simply worried about being caught and then leaving suddenly.

     “…. I can try, no? It also seemed a bit to quiet for my tastes. Mornings aren’t my things.”

           ~◯~ }The Moon is out, and Shining a Deep Crimson{

      The feeling of that shaking hand, there was probably a couple of things that were actually the meaning behind it, but he just looked at them and gave a light sigh before shifting down and helping to get them up by putting their arm over his shoulders. Ookami couldn’t help but notice though, just how weak they were, even with some of the stronger viruses around that he as seen, to be this weak even after rest was a bit odd. Well odd in the sense that they were not hurling their guts out or something along the same lines. 

     “Well that is true. I am not actually able to keep you here against your will and if you get the strength TO leave I will not peruse you. But yeah. Most of the “people” that stay here don’t like to up in the morning. I’m just an odd ball in a way.”

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       The spring was changing to summer – the heat picking up as the nights would seem to get shorter. It saddened the beast as she took her midnight walk, wanting the moon to stay high for just a bit longer, so she could be herself no doubt. 

        An animal had to be free from its cage sometimes, even if it was only for a few minutes a day. There was a monster within her heart, a beast that wanted to fly into the sky and nothing more. 

         Yet her peaceful walk was stopped by a familiar scent. Her skin hardened in patches, forming the green scales as a cautionary instinct and as she moved forward towards the tree line, she pulled out a knife. 

         If it was a werewolf – well, she didn’t want to get bit – much less deal with them if they were a REN. She wasn’t scared, only cautious as she kept red eyes on the treeline, hiding her blade within the shadow of her figure.

        But, that was when she heard something different. A shadow beast and the rush of someone just trying to get away. Internally she had almost decided to walk away, let whatever, whomever was being attacked be devoured but her heart forced her to make the move – igniting her knife and throwing it into the shadows. 

         The light green flames were harmless against anything physical. Shadows on the other hand, the childish, bloodied screams of it quickly hightailing it out of there weren’t exactly music to her ears, but she was accustomed to it.  

             “ You okay in there? Or do I need to call for an ambulance? “ 

    ~◯~ }The Moon Fills The Night Sky, Bathing The World Below               In A Crimson Glow, As The Wolf Howls In Solitude.                       For The Lost And For Those Fighting, And For Himself                            So That He Never Loses Sight Of Himself Again In His Endless Wanderings.{

     “Son of a Bitch! Why now of all times does my strength have to be nil!?!?” He actually knew quite well, as to why it was that he was withing the proper strength to do little more than run. It was just that he was annoyed by the fact that it was a reality while he was being chased more than anything. It was suppose to be a calm night after all. 

     He had been on the run for at least an hour now, his ears flat but still twitching to listen for any other beast that wanted to come after him thinking he was easy pry. His tail being used as a means to take sharp turns and throw off the beast for a bit but eventually he managed to get close enough for it to strike at him. 

    Though he was able to dodge the bulk of the hit, it still nicked him good between the shoulders causing him to do a small flip and roll before coming to stop against a tree with a rather hard impact, enough to shake the tree. Hues tightly shut on impact slowly open to show the emerald hues while his arm was held tight. A small laugh escaped him thought as they closed one more time. “Fuck. Looks like I’m boned tonight...” 

   That thought only lasted for a moment before the scream echoed in his ears causing him to tenses up and flatten his ears more than before. What the hell just happened? As emerald hues started to open a voice rang in his ears and he shook his head, even as he felt the blood running down the middle of his back. 

   “Its just a scratch, and maybe a dislocated shoulder. Nothing to bad.”

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— {˙ღƸ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒღ˙} —— “It’s obvious, isn’t it?” She rolls her eyes at the question, ignoring how he just called her annoying; that’s nothing new anyway. “I’m dancing alone because I want to dance alone,” she says, plain and simple. Just because she can dance with others, doesn’t mean she always wants to.

           ~◯~ }The Moon is out, and Shining a Deep Crimson{

    Yep, that was the answer that he was expecting of her. Sass and all and honestly he just sighed a bit.  “Like I said. A semi stupid question. But do you really think I can read your mind? After all I’m just a mutt playing in a sea of humans and vampires anyways.” He blinked a bit and tilted his head. Why did that even come out? Whatever. “Anyways. I came cause some hunter wanted to talk to you but it seems they are a bit scared to find and bother you. I don’t blame them.”

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@wanderingcrimsonwolf || continued from x

    All of her previous thoughts soon flew right out the window as the tender kiss was deepened. This was real.  This is real. Everything about this moment was real and it felt right. And she wanted to show him that she truly loved him more than anything. She was ready. Both mentally and physically. 

    Keeping her hand glued to the fabric, the female broke the kiss only to move her lips down to his neck. Placing light kisses along his heated skin, the raven haired teen soon nibbled at the skin; hoping to tease him slightly. After only a few moments, she returned her lips to his. 

           ~◯~ }The Moon is out, and Shining a Deep Crimson{

    A tilt his head when her lips parted from his to find a home against the soft skin of his neck. If she was aiming for a tease, it would only slightly work, and instead of causing the wolf to become shy, he would instead feel the heat in his body raise and for it to click into place. Once lips were pressed together again he found his hand pressing against her cheek in a light hold, his other hand finding its way to the slim waist line of the huntress to give her body a slight move to lay her on her back.

  Once he had her there he thought he would return her actions with his own. His lips parting from hers once again as the slight grasp upon her cheek, if allowed, would be used to tilt her head away so that he could glide his lips softly against the heated flesh with a feather like touch as his body moved to position itself over hers.