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I reely love my morayeels. They certainly are the B–EST!!!

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VACANCY

We are in great need of someone to take up the character of John Egbert’s Descendant in our AU so we can get the kid’s session started. 

Go ahead and contact @ask-mizani-pyrope for your blog and introduction! After that, you are free to go to @siokoiboi and they will fill you in on the more important details of the AU.

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Nitram’s Descendant - OPEN

Contact @ask-mizani-pyrope and @siokoiboi if you’re interested in taking up the position of Tavros’ direct descendant in Scionstuck!

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Hey b4be just w4nted t0 s4y 1 l0ve y0u <3 // I love you!! (=. //

GA: I love you too my dearest|//Love you hon!!//

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VACANCY

We are in great need of someone to take up the character of John Egbert’s Descendant in our AU so we can get the kid’s session started. 

Go ahead and contact @ask-mizani-pyrope for your blog and introduction! After that, you are free to go to @siokoiboi and they will fill you in on the more important details of the AU.

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Did you know that you matesprite killed a human and her moirail??

GA: Oh| Uh|GA: She probably had her reasons|

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You sleepily place a kiss on the tip of his nose as you curl up against him. You mumble what wouldn’t even be considered close to words, realizing the toll that dying takes on someone. You are absolutely exhausted. You pull yourself as close to him as you can, intertwining your limbs as you fall asleep.

Before you fall asleep you mumble.

GA: pale f’r ya

Your button nose twitched and you made small, kittenish noises while pressing yourself against her comfortably warm and glowy body, breathing in her scent and thinking, knowing, that her image will follow you in your most pleasant dream of the sweep.

CA: pale CA: too CA: mrr

You didn’t even know what you both said to each other.

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You sleepily place a kiss on the tip of his nose as you curl up against him. You mumble what wouldn’t even be considered close to words, realizing the toll that dying takes on someone. You are absolutely exhausted. You pull yourself as close to him as you can, intertwining your limbs as you fall asleep.

Before you fall asleep you mumble.

GA: pale f’r ya

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GA: Uhm uh I’m| GA: Um|

Your cheeks flush even darker as he paps you and compliments you. You kind of want to cuddle with him on the pile, but at the same time you want to make sure he’s okay because you’re pretty sure no sane troll would just pap someone they met hours ago. You decide to do neither of these things and instead excise yourself to go change really quickly.

You exit the room, glancing back at him. Fuck, he looks so pitiful it makes your blood pusher stop for a moment. You quickly grab a change of clothes and peel off the blood soaked clothes. You sigh because there is no fucking way you’ll be able to get the blood stains out of those. You push them into the corner with your foot and make yourself a promise that you’ll make another outfit like it.

You throw on a loose fitting tank top and shorts. You rush back to the room you left Almani and the grub in, worried to leave them alone for so long. If something happened to them it’d be all your fault. You breathe a quiet sigh of relief when you see that they are both fine.

You tentatively lay down on the pile, however there is a foot or two in between you and Almani. You’d love to lay closer to him but you’ve probably already broken so many boundaries and crossed so many lines. You don’t want to upset him anymore than he probably already is.

There is nothing else you can do while she’s off to comb and compose herself but lie back, craddle the grub on your chest and mull over the past events that has happened in mere hours, starting from when you arrived climbing her window. It is certainly one of the wildest rides on a roller coaster if there is ever one to even describe what has happened.

Finding an undeveloped grub after orphaning some poor asshole with purple blood, chased by shadow droppers minutes later, forcing yourself in her hive and nearly facing the sharp end of her strife specibus, her fainting, her dying, her coming back from the dead, and then…

Realization struck you in the head like a burnt down and primitively human freight train. 

You shoosh-papped her.

You papped and shooshed and complement her for her looks and ethereal transformation. By the Carbuncle of the Deep you are one vile, repulsive, scandalous motherfucker. You were unfaithful to your moirail, inviting more than the typical problem associated with going out of your way to pap anyone else who needs it behind Raebun’s back.

You can only thank the Messiahs your lovely moirail has more than a level-head and not the least bit possessive over your pale quadrant. But she will still know, and when she does, you are going to have a short yet arduous talk about getting too friendly with others.

You couldn’t help it. Jamila is… 

She is…

She is sitting close to you not knowing what to do next and you have always had an unguarded pump biscuit and you just want her beside you, so that’s what you do next; you carefully pull her closer right next to you with the grub curled up above your heads and she’s so pitiful and elegant, just made of glowing stars and fanged smiles and perfect warmth nestled exquisitely against your purring, quirked lips and winter fingers.

She feels like home.

CA: see you vvhen the sun has set dovvn dearest maryam CA: its been a svveetly lovvely day

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===> Jamila cry like a wiggler

You try your fucking hardest not to, but in the end tears still stream from your eyes and soak into the bloodstained floor below you. This random troll, no matter how different he is in body type and everything else, reminds you of your matesprit. You try to keep your crying quiet, but you’re having trouble. You roll over onto your side and curl in on yourself, hoping that maybe he’ll go away if you just don’t respond. He reminds you too much of her. Maybe this is how most of that caste are? It would make sense. That must be it. It’s the only explanation.

As you lay on the floor and try to think of anything except her, you hear him walking closer. You curl in tighter on yourself, not wanting to look at him and somehow notice even more ways he is like her. Her. Your beloved matesprite who you can’t even say the name of in your head. Your beautiful lover, who got brutally murdered because of YOUR stupidity. Maybe you should keep your filthy mouth shut this time so the same thing doesn’t happen to Mizani.

Even though it is a horrible thought to have, you hope that you won’t be there to see when Mizani dies. You’ve watched one lover try to drag her broken and bloodied body towards you, the one who caused it. You don’t want to see it again. You try not to revisit the memories, but here you are doing it anyways. You had claimed that a group of indigo trolls who were harassing you and your matesprit would be no match for you in a fight. After all, you had been training for quite a while. You know, before you got your trainer killed. Whoops.You had challenged them in a fight, only really expecting to take one on at a time, which you could’ve handled. But they all rushed at you, and incapacitated you almost instantly.

After they knew you wouldn’t be able to get back up and fight they beat up your matesprit in front of you.They walked away, knowing that you two were done for. She was going to bleed out, and you weren‘t able to walk with your brutally slashed up leg. She dragged herself over to you, trying to reach for your hand, for some bit of comfort before she died. She never made it to you.

You killed her, and you deserve the worst things for it.

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At his declining of your oh so generous offer, you hiss a bit and bare your fangs to show your displeasure. How rude of him. You have been super duper nice to him this whole time and he’s just rejecting your kind offers. R00D.

GA: Fine then don’t take the drink I don’t care

You finish your drink and open the one you offered to him, chugging it while glaring at him. You inhale a bit of the drink and cough roughly. The table you’re sitting on was cheap as hell when you bought it and is very wobbly. So you fall backwards. You scold yourself, upset that you fell. You’re such an embarrassment to yourself and everyone around you. You decide to just lay on the blood stained floor while he tried to fix your window.

Oh. She fell.

That is exactly why you do not drink.

RV: (-<) Are yoü comfortable on the floor?

Did that sound condescending? Oh you sure hope it didn’t, you wanted to be helpful while not trying to make her feel criticised or helpless or looked down upon - although it is truly a challenge to look up to someone lying drunk in blood.

You as a matter of fact don’t want to make her feel anything negative - if that is even currently possible beyond her condition - because who knows how fast a seemingly defeated drunkard can turn into a glowing fanged rainbow drinker.

You don’t. And you don’t like it.

And you really, really don’t like that you feel obligated to do more than to just fix the window. To leave the place in good condition, and the owner as well. Currently it is anything but.

RV: (-<) Do yoü reqüire assistance with something aside the windows?

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// do you take pictures of random trolls

GA: No| I do not do that|

//she totally does. she lies.

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// Send me a symbol and I will tell you… // DO ALL PLEASE

🌸 = my roleplay petpeeve: I don’t think I really have a peteeve?

🌹 = my opinion on your character: Smol precious needs to be protected at all costs (I’m assuming you wanted my opinion on Almani)

🌻 = a character I wish to write with: Phrasing of this confuses me but I’m going to assume it means who I would like to roleplay with? But anyways going off of my assumption I’d actually really like to write with either Natare Peixes or Karain Megido (I’d tag but I can’t lmao kill me)

🍀 = a ship I wish to write: Jam◇lor Jamani

🌼 = a song I identify with your character: I don’t really know?

🌷 = a song I identify with my character: None cause I don’t really identify any songs with my character or any character really for that matter.

🌱 = a plot I want to write with you: SO MANY OH GOD. Currently rlly want to write the swimming thingy tho

🌲 = if I ship our characters together: Mmmmmm hell yeah

🌴 = a favorite canon character in my fandom: Oh shit. I  mean it changes a lot but rn i rlly like Kanaya. I love the Maryams.

🌵 = a disliked canon character in my fandom: Caliborn/ LE (wow such a dick) ((callies great though))

🌾 = my opinion on OCs: Mmmmmm yes gimme gimme I want  to see them all

🍁 = my opinion on multimuse blogs: Ye

🍄 = my opinion on crossovers: Yes please

🎄 = my opinion on AUs: HELL YES

💐 = my favorite part about the fandom: How nice everyone can be and how (the good part of the fandom) accepts a lot of stuff

🌿 = my least favorite part about the fandom: the assholes who bash ships and trash people who ship things different than them. like calm down dude you shouldnt tell someone to kill themselves over a ship

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// Unusual questions for your muse MEME // DO ALL OF EM PLS (but take ur time no stress :D)

//didn’t really know how to answer this in character so????

Q: Does your muse prefer to sleep under many layers of blankets or only under a few?                                                                                                               A: When she doesn’t sleep in her recuperacoon she likes to sleep on her pile of pillows with a bunch of blankets plied on top of her.

Q: Does your muse like to accessorize? What are their favorite pieces of accessories?                                                                                                      A: Surprisingly, she doesn’t like a lot of accessories. Her favorite accessory is her camera. (It is v useful) 

Q: Does your muse like to collect/hoard anything?A:  She likes to hoard pillows and collect pictures of trolls. (Especially Mizani and Almani)

Q: Does your muse like to have company over?A: She likes company over unless it’s a huge group. Then she gets very uncomfortable.

Q: Is your muse the “oversharing” type?A: When she feels comfortable she overshares.

Q: Does your muse prefer soft, plush textures or smooth and glossy textures?A: She prefers soft and plush textures.

Q: Is your muse drawn to things that sparkle?A: Definitely.

Q: Is your muse a daydreamer? What do they tend to think about? Have they ever caught themselves while lost in thought?A: She does daydream, but not very often. She thinks about things she’d like to do with her quadrant members. She has caught herself lost in thought.

Q: Does your muse like to read the news?A: Yes. She likes to know what’s going on outside and she doesn’t like trying to get facts from socialization.

Q: Is your muse a gossiper?A: She does gossip, but not very much.

Q: What does your muse do to occupy themselves when bored?A: She takes selfies and pictures of things in her hive and the land around her house.

Q: Does your muse like to explore dangerous places?A: If she has backup, yes.

Q: Has your muse done something stupid and not regret it?A: She regrets pretty much all the stupid shit she’s done, so no.

Q: Does your muse enjoy attending churches they don’t belong to?A: No.

Q: Is your muse considered a wanderer?A: Not really.

Q: Would your muse consider themselves a lone wolf or a social butterfly?A: She would probably consider herself somewhere in the middle. But if she had to choose either a lone wolf or social butterfly she’d probably say she’s a lone wolf.

Q: Does your muse forgive others easily?A: It mostly depends on what they did.

Q: What “Fandoms” would your muse belong to?A: ???

Q: Does your muse enjoy praise?A: Yes, she loves it, even if she says otherwise.

Q: Do they like “so bad it’s good” movies?A: No.

Q: Does your muse like amusement parks/carnivals/festivals?A: She doesn’t go out very much so she hasn’t been to any. So she doesn’t know.

Q: Could your muse survive on an uninhabited island all by themselves?        A: She’d probably go insane. She does like being alone, but she does need to have social interaction every once and a while.

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GA: Oh| Was acting like you weren't being as blatant as possible not very much fun for you| GA: I thought it was fun| GA: It was like a game| GA: Oh hey I see you| Wow I can see you pretty clearly even though you're really far away| Huh| GA: Oh wow that is one bright floatie| GA: Like| Really bright| GA: Also hurry up I want to hug you and you're still really far away| GA: So basically until you get here I'm going to pout and lay on the floor| GA: Also learning to swim sounds fun|

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GA: If someone with the intention of giving me the gift of a floatie asked what kind of floatie I would want to aquire I would respond by saying that I don’t particularly care what it looks like| GA: The important thing is the intention behind the gift and the thought for the recipient| GA: I totally believe that you do not have any intention of gifting me a floatation device| GA: No intentions whatsoever| GA: However I am not sure I would have much use for it as I don’t go near the ocean very much because| GA: Uh well I can’t swim| GA: Hah hah|

CA: yeah totally no intentions to givve u a present the next time vve meet vvhatsoevver CA: like my intentions are so null its gotten deeper and hollower than glbgolybs stomach CA: i am also not on my vvay to ur hivve vvith a vvatermelon floatie and a portable pool in my fetch modus CA: it is absolutely unconscionable for anyone to assume i vvould othervvise havve the best intentions for this occassion CA: like helpin u svvim  CA: or just svvimmin vvith me in general CA: CA: CA: CA: oh fuck this shit CA: just admit it jam i vvas bein as blatant as a stingbeast on a flovver CA: i vvas there for the honey and evveryone knovvs it

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GA: If someone with the intention of giving me the gift of a floatie asked what kind of floatie I would want to aquire I would respond by saying that I don't particularly care what it looks like| GA: The important thing is the intention behind the gift and the thought for the recipient| GA: I totally believe that you do not have any intention of gifting me a floatation device| GA: No intentions whatsoever| GA: However I am not sure I would have much use for it as I don't go near the ocean very much because| GA: Uh well I can't swim| GA: Hah hah|

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CA: hey jam vvhat kinda floatie do u vvant  CA: if say u vvere to obtain one CA: totally dont havve personal intentions of anythin

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GA: I can't fucking believe you| GA: I know that puns are supposed to be bad| GA: But this| This is taking it way too far| GA: I will not cull you| GA: Being alive and living with the knowledge that you created these horrible pounds is punishment enough|

CA: jamila i just thought of the vvorst pun vvith ur names on it pls dont disovvn me

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GA: I'm curious but also afraid to ask| GA: But worry not I will not disown you unless they are absolutely horrible|

CA: jamila i just thought of the vvorst pun vvith ur names on it pls dont disovvn me