"You're cute."

“Cute isn’t quite the word I’d use. Try… handsome. Beautiful. Terrifying.”

*throws a shiny rock in your direction*

Pit easily catches the rock and inspects it. A big smile on his face as he inspects it. “This is a nice rock..!”

🙊

Send 🙊 and muse will tell secret about mun.

“The mun is not hard to befriend, but she is very hard to keep around. She’ll obsess over one friend for a short while then stop talking to them quite often. If you stay close with her for several months, then you are definitely considered a very close friend.” He scoffs. “An extremely unnecessary procedure all together.”

❝Why are you doing this to me??!❞

“This lovely thing called ‘orders’,” he said as he pressed a blade to her neck with a small smile on his lips. He tilted his head. “It’s nothing personal, don’t worry.”

♦

((One Word && Still Accepting))

“Strang’r”

🤙

| A WORD, IF YOU WILL. | ( CURIOUSLY ACCEPTING ? ) 

🤙 - can you teach me how to portray my muse that well?

—- I don’t think I’m on any sort of grounds to teach people how to write their muses (especially ocs) but i know a few little things that can help one way or another ! For characters -canon or otherwise- I always have a penchant for making little character sheets for them , it doesn’t have to be anything majorly complex or super duper detailed during that time but I like picking out sheets with some interesting little facts about the character– like their MBTI or zodiac sign.  Maybe it’s because I studied both of these things for a few years but they reveal quite a lot. I would suggest using a character’s zodiac sign first if you’re just starting to make them but if you want to understand a bit more of how they think and perceive the world , going to take a MBTI test through their eyes would be one way to go about it. 

Or if you want to have fun just take a look at history books ! Choose some people you like and study them , combine little traits of their personality and understand the aesthetics involved with your muse through said traits + backstory. 

And overall, just have fun!

Freedom Reverse

{ from here: your muse is in recovery from being mind controlled/brainwashed for an extended period of time, and is currently living with my muse. }

[ At this stage of his life, Ekko certainly hadn’t expected to be taking care of so many other people. He was a bit young to be a caregiver, but life gives what it thinks you can handle. Which is why he was basically a parent to eleven boys and counting.

But sometimes, life decides to throw curveballs, too. And it is for this reason, that the Zaunite was running around his apartment with confusion on an autumn afternoon. Ekko had found a girl in the streets, dazed and confused, who didn’t seem to know where (or who) she was. After some coaxing, she had started to come around- but due to his nature, he wasn’t just going to leave her alone. She was about his age, after all, and this is basically what his days consisted of, already.

Unfortunately, he still didn’t know who she was, or where she from. She seemed to be gaining strength since he’d set her down on his tiny couch, but was still out of commission, mentally, so far. He guessed that she had either been hit bluntly over the head, or she had been messed up by a sort of magic. The second seemed more likely, because she didn’t display any physical wounds or strain. Ekko did not know how to help.

He approached her with a glass of water, a thin slice of fruit bread, and a slight frown on his face, sitting slowly next to her so as not to startle her. He started again. Maybe after having been left for a short while, she would be able to respond. He set the items on the worn-down coffee table and cleared his throat quietly. ]

                    “Um… hi. Can you… tell me your name, now?”

👍

send 👍 if your muse would bang mine. send 👎 if they wouldn’t.

“Compliment noted.”

"What an interesting mask! Did you maker it yourself?"

Indeed. It required a lot of practice and I had my share of unsuccessful attempts, but the mask was necessary and I am a very patient man when it comes to reaching my goal.

☢️

[Send me ☢️ for a confession my muse has about yours]

“An odd, if ambitious, girl who I do not trust in the least.”

Nose (Boop!)

“I’m shook. You really think so? That’s definitely a first-”

😟 😥 😫 😧

I DON’T BITE I SWEAR. | (CURIOUSLY ACCEPTING.)

😟 - I wish I had the courage to start talking to you.😥 - I am very intimidated by you. I wish it wasn’t that way, because you seem cool. 

😫 - I admire you from the sidelines because you seem cool and I’m just a dork.

😧 - Senpai, notice me????

–Trust me darling you have nothing to fear, I’m just a nerd writing for a terribly horrible + frightening muse but I promise I don’t bite in the slightest. Feel free to approach me in my IMs or send asks for interactions whenever I put them up!! I’m always eager to do so even if I take a few days to send them all out haha. I’m a bit slow on my time but I enjoy it and I hope others enjoy it too. But seriously I’m just a dork and open to meeting others, cheers! 

🔪- A memory about a dangerous situation

🔪- A memory about a dangerous situation            

Getting caught was the least of his worries; the performancewas all that mattered. Jhin breathed heavily, his brush strokes lining thecorpse in front of him with streaks of crimson red. He had done it, he had committedquite the masterpiece. He had taken out the most dangerous and elite ofassassins sent out to kill him, and in the dead of night lined them up in abloody composition as a warning to others who would dare try to lock him up.

It was a mistake, to some extent. He was being too cockywith his newfound powers, the spirits of the Bloodmoon blessing him withstrength and possible immortality, yet cursing him at the same time. His hatredand anger took a hold of him, and he had begun to see how far his abilitiescould take him.

It attracted the most dangerous of foes Jhin would have tofight against.

He was not only skilled in battle, but cunning with magic aswell. Jhin’s bullets and claws could do so much to a man who matched him withhis skill. He had a seething anger in his heart, and Jhin finally overpoweredhim with that vulnerability.

“I can see… monsters can be made to fear as well.” The mansaid, head down kneeling before him. Jhin scoffed, his mask on the floor andhis face fully visible. It seemed as if the demon could be scarred, as a long uglywound tore into the right side of his face. “The blade is poisoned, that won’theal anytime quick.”

“I was already ugly before, this is nothing.” Jhin saidquickly, his foot on the man’s head, preparing to crush it and destroy thebreath that lived within. “You, although. I must commend your efforts in tryingto take me down.”

“You were cocky, Khada. It was what led you to lower yourguard.”

Jhin hissed and pressed his foot down harder. “We do notspeak of that name. It is filthy, defiled and gone.”

“You’ve abandoned it, but you cannot run from your past,Khada. No one can.”

“Silence.” Jhin snarled, leaning downwards to the man. “Youhave been beaten, and you are going to die.”

The man laughed. “I may have failed, but perhaps mysuccessor will have a chance at taking you down, demon.”

Jhin had heard enough. He did not even bother clean up theremains of crushed skull and brain matter that stained his foot as he left. Hehad his fill of danger for a while, and needed to rest. Someone else was tocome after him? Well, he was going to be ready for him, whoever it may be.

“I’ll help you pack, we’re leaving tonight.”

Ekko breathed in slowly and watched the girl momentarily, debating his options and worriedly shifting from foot to foot against his creaky apartment floor. He finally let out all of the air in one sigh and nodded, agreeing with her decision. He didn’t have another choice. He needed to leave until this all died down, at least a little bit.

Long story cut short, he’d stolen something particularly valuable. He hadn’t figured out exactly what it was yet, but it radiated magic, and when he’d found it- well, he had to have it. Unfortunately, this re-sparked the local law enforcement’s penchant for hunting him down, and he couldn’t stay in Zaun any longer, at least not for tonight. He knew that if they found him, they’d find his friends too- and then everything would be over.

“Okay. If you could grab.. like, I don’t know? Socks, or something? Sorry I’ve never had to leave Zaun before, not for a long time, I- thank you, by the way,” The boy’s words came out hurriedly as he threw an old duffel bag onto his bed.

🍔🍭🍸

((Munday && Still Accepting))

🍔- Favorite food?

Favorite Food #2 is Hamburgers. I make a pretty mean one when I don’t fuck up the actual cooking part of it 

🍭- Favorite candy?

Depends too much on what I’m craving. For chocolaty I like Crunch Bars, for general sweets, I’m torn between Sour Patch Kids and Sweet tarts

🍸- Do you drink?

Ironically, no, I’m not old enough, nor do I plan on doing it once I am. I have better things to spend my money on.

“You say ‘I hate you’, but all I hear is ‘fuck me’

“You fucking wish, Noxian pest.

And while we’re on this subject, I’m only interested in men.”