let’s bring some more positivity to the rpc by brightening someone’s day ! anonymously or not, send 💕 or ( ‘HEART’ )

anonymously or not, send 💕 or ( ‘HEART’ ) for me to randomly pick one of my mutuals and write at least two things about why i love seeing them on my dash, writing with them, talking to them, etc.

I am sorry, since I don't know if I'll get more of those, we have to make a split here!

@eternalxloyalxspirits aka @crimsonandgoldthieves aka @devoted-hearts

Rose, just thank you. Thank you for welcoming me back, thank you for waiting for me, thank you for treating me as nice as you do... just thank you for existing. You are such a great friend and I cannot tell you this enough.

I see you liking and reblogging my stuff, I love writing with you and this site wouldn't be the same without you.

Thank you so much 💚💚

@the-godtier-ninja-duelist

Nobody knows that you about like and reblog all of my posts, even less people probably know how ultimately sweet and nice you are.

You are always intetested in my shit, even though you are so busy with your life. Additionally you just have so much big brain energy!! Thanks for being around me. You make me smile more often than you probably realize 💚💚💚

@cannibalmariku

Tay, honest to fuck just stay like you are. You are a beautiful human being, in and out.

Your muse is RP candy, I just love him in so many ways, it must be illegal. I know we don't write that much right now and you aren't RPing that frequently anymore, but just know, if you want to RP and talk, I am here.

ALSO CAN WE TALK ABOUT YOUR BLOODY HAIR, OH MY GOD. YOUR HAIR IS NOT OF THIS WORLD.

That kind of beauty has to be eldritch in origin. Please give me their contact, I need to do something about the straw on my head, PFFFF!

@cannibalmariku

The melting snow pained the scene he had in mind just perfectly. He'd been planning this trip for months; documenting everything from surveillance to which back routes to take to avoid prying eyes. His leather bag was packed as much as it could take with everything he thought he'd need and more. A couple bottles of water. A cup to pour it in. Watercolor paints. Pencils. Pens. A sketchbook. Salt. Tea candles. A small pocket knife. A little black book. And so much more. It just so happened that he had a short work day and nothing going on tomorrow, so tonight made the perfect opportunity. 

The only thing breaking the silence encompassing the twilight skies was the soft crunch of leftover ice and twigs on the forest path. Should be around here somewhere, unless whoever owned this finally had the sense to build a fence or just tear it down. Just as he was about to give up on it, the tip of something caught his eye. A wooden, crumbling tip of a cross, to be more exact. Ah. There it is. He knew they wouldn't be stupid enough to touch it. A renewed confidence took over as he picked up his pace to get there before anyone had a chance of seeing him. Didn't really want to explain what the hell he was doing here at this hour.

The door nearly came off with Ryo's gentle pull. The rusted lock practically disintegrated with the cautious; nearly non-existent tug. It must've been left to rot for a while if it was falling apart this easily. Normally, Ryo wouldn't touch a church with a ten-foot pole after a particular incident, but the building itself really wasn't what he was here for.

It was the graveyard it was attached to.

It was Ryo's Monster World M.O.; every board he ever made had one somewhere on it. No matter how unnecessary it was. His footsteps echoed through the silent outer chamber as he took in the area. The stained glass was shattered; but the pieces were nowhere to be found. The pews were covered in cobwebs; moth-eaten bibles abandoned where they lay. Even the hanging chandelier had seen better days; loosely swaying from the ceiling by a severely rusted chain. That shit could fall on him if he wasn't careful. Dancing around the very obvious danger zone, he scuffled to the back to peer out from behind the holes punctured in the desecrated cathedral glass. The general silence of the graveyard, save for the occasional muffled passage of cars, was soothing to him. It was comforting, knowing it was just him and the dead in a damned place like this. Honestly, he didn't even know what drove him to come inside in the first place; it was windy and cold out there (plus he was certain he saw someone slow down a little too much when passing by) but it wasn't intolerable!

Ah, to hell with it. Might as well make use of the place if he's going to be here. 

He sat himself down in one of the pews, not particularly minding how much it creaked when he did. His leather bag was removed and sat next to him so he could start digging things out. Now, where'd he put that sketchbook... 

💕💕💕💕💕

@soullphrase - An absolute sweetheart!! Michi is so much fun to write with ;w ; !! I’m really looking forward to more threads and also starting to chat more ooc ( once i’m not busy as heck ;o; ) I really love the ship we have building between Mukuro and Kazuhiko, it’s so damn cute!!! And I’m also just excited to see what other sorts of bonds we can form between mukuro and different muses of her’s! :3

@cannibalmariku - aaa ;w ; She is such a cool and amazing person <3333 And a very good friend of mine ;v; She’s really the only person from here i’ve met IRL and that was at a con we both attended ( for YEARS too if i recall correctly lmao - but never knew about the other until that point lmao ) but !!! I hope someday we can meet up again and hang out ;w ; but Taylor is such a sweet lovely person and an amazing friend, she’s so much fun to talk to and write with ;v; 

@erloeser - I love Yuna so much????!! ( regardless of how i just go feral for hot, badass female OCs lmao ) their aesthetics are sooo good and I just love their writing so much I really love the detail they put into their writing and I just love their posts in general!!

@ardensfides - Aaaa yes!! I love Tessa!! And Kae is just so great???? We’ve chatted occasionally ooc and I always really enjoyed it :3 and I’m really digging the Jurassic World thread we have going on rn!! And I just adore Tessa and Mukuro’s friendship??? It’s very ‘partners in crime’ vibes I get with them lmao and I really enjoy it :3

@dancinghearts - A total sweetie and amazing writer!!! I love her OCs so much and I’m having so much fun with the thread with Ramuda, I’m super excited for them to become besties lmao and aaaa i just really love how Oliver and Mukuro’s relationship is developing ;w ; so darn cute!!! And I’m just looking forward to more interactions between Eran and Mukuro and Akihito and professor mukuro lmao!! She’s super fun to write with and talk to ;w ; <333

【 Can we get some positivity in the chat?? 】          ♡           【 accepting 】

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Why aren't we roleplaying?

Hello!!! I still go back and read the rp we had on my old blog. If you ever want to chat or plot or whatever, my IMs are always open!!

Rate Your Muse's Traits 0-10

Tagged By: @tophatz thank!!

Compassion: 100/10

𝐁𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 : 4/10

𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 : 7/10

𝐏𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 : 8/10 (unless you give him a reason to be rude then he really rude)

𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐲 : 6/10

𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞 : 4/10

𝐇𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐲 : 9/10

𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 : 6/10

𝐑𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 : 2/10

𝐀𝐦𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 : 6/10

𝐋𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐲 : 10/10

𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 : N/A

𝐒𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 : 10/10

𝐀𝐠𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 : 10/10

Tagging: @empyreanparadisaea @cannibalmariku @hxperion and yOu!

🎶✨when u get this u have to put 5 songs u actually listen to, publish. then, send this ask/tag 10 of your favourite followers (non-negotiable, positivity is cool) 🎶✨

Tagged by @bakawitch. Thanks for the mention!

Its actually been a while since I sat down and listened to music but here are the top 5 that I've listened to in at least the last year. Tagging: @bpdkaiba @kaibacorpbros @apricot-kingdom @dragontamer05 @kintatsujo @cannibalmariku @justryou

^^ This one has a headphone earphone warning ^^

Make a Bento Box for Your Muse

Tagged by: @curseofnecrofear

Tagging: @cannibalmariku Anyone else who would like do it~!

What body part are you? 

Hands

Hands can do so much, they’re extremely versatile much like yourself. They can nourish, they can pray, they can comfort. But we both know that’s not what you use yours for is it? You know as well as I do how hands can maim, can strangle, can destroy. They are unthinking and unfeeling, and unlike the others they do not act off instinct but off of command. Every act you commit is purposeful, filled with an intent, sometimes to be cruel and sometimes to be kind. You know who is deserving of your hurt, who is deserving of your love. Always make sure you can tell them apart before you wrap those hands around them.

Brain

To say you have a tendency to overthink things would be an understatement of the century. It’s the only way you can function. Spending more time with your thoughts than others because they simply don’t understand. How can you make them understand? The answer is, you can’t. Some people are beyond logic and reason, but that doesn’t mean they are lost. You are the one who is more lost than they ever are, hemming and hawing over all the choices that you don’t need to. To tell you to ignore it though and to trust your instinct would be nothing short of a waste. Stay with your thoughts, but it will not give you peace of mind.

Tagged by: @kaibacorpbros

Tagging: @numberoneduelist @angelus-x-tenebrae @dubmiho @dragontamer05 @cannibalmariku @zigfried-von-money​ anyone else that sees this and feels like it 

distance

@cannibalmariku​ cont. from here

He was honestly surprised to see the text, the other had been gone for a very long time and while it had irritated him for some time to loose track of such a cute prospect, it always happened. It was his fault of course and he didn’t generally care that much. He was never willing to actually date any of his toys and that normally was a last straw or in this case, threw too many confusing emotions at the other and instead of falling deeper into whatever mess the blond was making, he fled. Understandable.

Regardless, a smirk peeled back his lips and he traced his tongue over sharpened teeth as he typed out a reply.

[Text: Of course. You’re always welcome in my home, no matter how long it’s been. I’ve missed you. ]

There were a few people that Cy genuinely regretted ghosting. Panda was at the top of the list, but Mariku was right behind her. The blond confused him, always had, but he wasn’t a bad man. 

He couldn’t deny that the easy acceptance and forgiveness made him feel almost giddy. He’d told himself that he was above this - stronger than this - but... This was okay, right? 

Text | Cy 

You gorgeous bastard. Are you free now? I’ll bring you a coffee. I remember how you like it.

Where are your Muse’s most sensitive erogenous zones?

His chest and belly mostly, soft caresses and touches melt him. Do more while teasing him in that area and he’ll get hot and bothered quick. Still a virgin so might not take a lot to get him turned on but he’s the most sensitive there. 

@cannibalmariku

"Another acquaintance~" He sent the other one a lazy wave and smirked widely.

"Long time no see~"

@cannibalmariku​ a réagi à votre billet

“Anything you want~.”

     “Well~ Anything you say?” Marik purrs even more before pulling Mariku in for a kiss on the lips, “You give so many choices darling~”

@cannibalmariku replied to your post “i'm cryinggg i'm screaming??? the second person I...”:

Omg yeeeees!

​righhhht? I love her so muchhhh

@cannibalmariku

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There was a hum that left Mukuro's throat as he felt Mariku's claws gently comb through her hair。 Eyes shutting in bliss, Mukuro released a small, soft sigh not long after。

「This feels so nice~ thank you~」

【 play with mukuro's hair 】 ♡ 【 accepting 】

      A heavy sigh leaves tanned lips, hands stuffed into his navy blue jacket. It’s not quite EXHAUSTION that clings to his body, but it’s nearing FATIGUE. Tired, drained from a day of dealing with mechanic work and his boss being pushy. Not his fault a coworker called in at the last moment unable to come in.      Violet eyes close for a moment, breathing in the fresh air of the night. Although the day sucked, at least his nighttime stroll is silent. Lacking of others walking around the park, just the quiet rustle of the trees and the chirping of crickets. Calming. Relaxing after all the shit. Though. . . goosebumps rise beneath the sleeves of his jacket. Something feels OFF, dread growing into a lump in his throat. Why?

     He hasn’t felt this way in a LONG time. It’s not at the same level, but it still brings PARANOIA into his mind. Maybe he should finish this up sooner than he thought, head straight home to his apartment and Bastet--he hadn’t fed her this evening due to working late.     Steps move quicker, the feeling only settling into his entire core. Nope. . . no he doesn’t feel RIGHT.      And then, he stops DEAD, eyes widening. 

     Dear gods. . . No. It. . . His breathes in, nearly choking with how quickly he takes it in. Ra no, he NEVER wanted to see that INSANE mirror image of himself, not outside his NIGHTMARES.       Malik takes a step back, heart pounding in his chest, “Y. . . You!” Besides the step back, his body won’t move beyond--flight or fight starting to kick in slowly, mind trying to process this. No, IT was banished away, how could it be here?! That fear he felt before, the fear as his control was forced out of his hands, shoved into the depths only able to watch as his body was used for such TWISTED intentions. Almost dying, almost seeing the world fall into pure CHAOS.      And he’s face to face with that image, his mirror after all these years. It’s just a horrible dream, he’ll wake up in a few minutes with Bastet on his chest, itching his nose as she rubs her little sweater against his nose.

     @cannibalmariku -- Malik & Mariku

How funny those words sounded to be directed at such a monster. Not that the boy would know better... Mariku runs clawed fingers through the others hair, stroking him gently and thoughtfully. Nuzzling the top of the others head. "No, it's me who doesn't deserve *you*~." He lets his free arm wrap around the other to hold him closely.

Oh yeah, he’s hooked.

“Nn...~” And just like that, he’d all but completely melted, whatever words he might’ve had slipping from his grasp.