#tempmusings

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"Now where is my quarry... we still have a da- a duel. A duel scheduled..." Kyoshika brandished her sword, before getting ready to tie it up for the moment.

"I hope that frigid wind is the last of such a fiend's tricks..."

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"I..." Kyoshika choked something back, her gaze flittering around. She wasn't sure what to say at this point. Conflicted feelings bubbled in her head. She wanted to forgive Darumi, but the pain, the betrayal... That wasn't an accident. She gripped her sword tightly, to calm her nerves... or as if she was about to bring it out against Darumi at any moment.

"For the longest time, I had been asking myself why. Why you would do something like that when my trust was fully bared to you." Kyoshika spoke slowly, trying not to break down sobbing from her own words. "I-I had thought there was a chance you assumed that would please me. For a second, you believed my desires were like your own. I've... I am not immune to such a failing, myself..."

"Or, perhaps, in that moment, you forgot about me. That I stopped mattering as a person when I showed you that bit of me, and you cared not for what I felt. It is... an uncharitable, unfair assumption, I know, but it was either that, or..." Kyoshika's shoulders sank like boulders, before steely tension brought them back up again.

"Or, that you wanted to break my trust. To see me like this. That that is what brought you joy. That maybe I had infuriated you for the last time, and you hated me from the moment we met." Her voice turned cold and harsh, her head bowing down low. "I considered that for the longest time that I was a fool to trust you." It was like venom was dripping from her words, toxic enough that it was burning Kyoshika's mouth just uttering them. Her steely facade broke, rusting over. Kyoshika started crying.

"I'm... glad my final guess was wrong. I don't want to hate you, but... b-but..." Kyoshika sighed, tears stinging her eyes. This didn't feel like her, or at the very least, not something a hero would do. A real hero would have no guilt or shame to their convictions, right? That was what manga taught her. Either they would be right to never trust the betrayal again, or welcome their ally back with open arms, able to forgive them with a cheery grin and a pat on the back. She should already know what the right decision is.

"I'll forgive you s-someday... But not today... P-please, Lady... Darumi..."

If looks could kill, Darumi would already be six foot under and sprouting daisies. It was blisteringly cold, even for the likes of Kyoshika. Even in such a short time frame, their mostly amiable relationship had gone completely down the proverbial shitter…

She wouldn’t even cast a glance in her general direction. Slumping her shoulders and building up the gumption to speak her peace, Darumi began with downcast eyes.

“Look, Kyoshika… I’ll be honest. I’m terrible with apologies. Nobody’s ever really apologized to me for anything. Whenever something bad happens to me, usually through the direct actions of the grown-ups in my life, I have to suck it up and girt my teeth. That’s how it’s always been. With my parents, my teachers, even my clients… making me trounce around in that sickly glam girl getup.”

Darumi allowed her words to sink in briefly. Closing her eyes and taking deep breaths before continuing. It took all her willpower not to convulse into tears. She wanted to apologize, not guilt trip the swordswoman. She already felt terrible, adding more kerosene to the ice cold flames enshrouding her heart wouldn’t exactly improve her fragmented mental state.

“The point is… I hurt you… I hurt you so-so-so-so much. I did a terrible thing to you and breached your trust in me. I went too far… I didn’t take the time to think about how my actions would affect you. I know it’ll never be enough to undo everything I did and your forgiveness is not warranted, but…”

Darumi began to sniffle, wiping her eyes with her oversized, striped sleeves in an attempt to keep the encroaching waterworks at bay. No crying until it’s over, she told herself… yet she couldn’t keep her own promise.

Salty tears began to cascade down Darumi’s cheeks, smudging and smearing her gothic makeup. Streaks of black, oily mascara oozed upon her face like rivers of death. The lamentations of a remorseful soul given corporeal form.

“I’m sorry, Kyoshika. I’m sorry. I desecrated you and the Holy Jumonji Sword with my demented, twisted decisions from a warped sense of self and reality. It was w-w-wrong. You guys are my only friends in the world… and I never want to hurt you or anyone again.”

[pencilmoon-a]

⊱ ──   starter for @mooneverglows​​

*+:｡.｡ “how was the house? i wanted to go check on it with you, but you had sora with you. didn’t want to get involved in any husband-wife conversations you guys were having.” 

[multi-musemenagerie]

if you seem to have the tempmuse:naruto,,, do you have other tempmuses like izuku too??? no reason...

((I can absolutely do Izuku as a temp muse. Never worry about asking me about what muses I'm open to writing because I write waaaaaaay more than what I have on the roster. I did Tenya as a temp muse for a hot second too))

[fairymint-archive]

5 & 6 (am on mobile & can't copy/paste sorry shhdjdj) [liittlemac]

not a problem~

Do you prefer interacting with male muses or female more? Why? 

i honestly don’t really think about it too much? besides the fact that occasionally, female muses are a breath of fresh air because they’re less common (moreso with nb muses)but conceptually i’m game with whatever! it’s coincidentally the last factor I consider??? most of who i interact w/ has to do with mun-to-mun chemistry, timing(being online), and the most important part being how responsive they are hhhh i have a history of overwhelming ppl imo so if stuff needs dropped i tend to back off at least a bit!

Do you prefer writing male muses or female more? Why?

it might surprise someone but i have no real preference here either? If anything I find muses of all ages and genders relatable, like back when people were at the peak of tagging literally everything ‘me’ and ‘same’? this guy right here.

though unlike a big chunk of RPers i’m p sure most of my muses are like foil to anxiety and other interactions- instead of ‘i write this char b/c i like em even if they’d hate me lol’ the more active muses of mine are nice and more akin to ‘bitch i heard u talkin shit abt urself’ or just plain the fact that they’re as friendly as i am.

like i do occasionally get muse for chars i won’t RP, and in that case i let it fade cause i won’t RP that subject matter if I don’t feel like it, so tough shit for tempmuses like them? there’s usually plenty of em or no demand anyway, literally ‘no 1 likes u bich’also if i feel like the community would care about a muse way much more than me and not let me breathe, i get protective of them and the reluctance to add them or play them full time might exist, so once in a while for my health there’s a cooldown until i have days off esp during inactive hours.

like no shit the fact that I’m gay is going to make.....male muses unfortunately more common on my blog, but if anything it’s more like them taking advantage of that??? smh haha my sex drive/fluff drive could often be a stress/pain response hhhbut if a muse is of unknown gender, i tend to consider them female first, or even nonbinary way before i consider them male for balance reasons.the protectiveness thing also kinda comes into play, I don’t wanna subject my girls to too much shitty stuff or make them ooc cause as a dude who’s consumed a lot of dude media I find that a lil fear of mine to fall into that.so if i’m sure about someone on that, I may not think of my chicks when selecting a muse to answer them with. like for example i have 1 canon female muse I didn’t mind making at the time for a skype smut thread, but when the guy asked me to play another canon chick the same way i bailed on his ass and lost all muse lol. and i’m leery of SFW sexism too now preemptively.

if i’m comfy w/ u tho they can eat sandwiches on the moon or some shit haha i warm up to ppl over time- that’s just how it be if it’s quiet between us haha so be patient if ur not much of a talker hhhh

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( @themaiaprescott )

[lindsaydenniberg]

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[rodentiamovie-blog]

Burning that midnight oil!

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I think when I want to designate the two alters by different names, I'm going to be calling her "Oori" (大李).

And her "Kii" (希衣).

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"Wait wait wait, how am I supposed to make a mobility device that can handle a load of that many tons if I blimp up like that?"

"..."

"Okay, I guess I better get started..."

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Generally Kevlard (which is a huge fave btw) and associated tropes are very much blunt damage protection only, but given that my main "wants to fight and lose" gal fights with a sword, I wonder if exceptionally ridiculous thick fat just becomes unsliceable too.

(Ignoring reality and physics and just going with what sounds hot.)

Of course, not like she can even swing the Holy Jumonji Sword when she's thoroughly restrained~.

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Also there just so happens to be a comedy route scene where (well spoilers but its a comedy route so it doesn't really matter) she gets pies thrown in her face by Hiruko.

So, y'know...

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@somechubbynerd

"Hey, you're making me sound like Eito. I just want to become invincible in every conceivable way."

"... I know there's a part of us that wants it. Wants it badly. but we can't have it. We shouldn't."

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"Touch starvation sounds fake as fuck. I'm not falling for that bullshit."

"An Oosuzuki is beyond needing lame shit like that to live. Our connection is through PROFIT. Our euphoria comes from SUCCESS."

"I-if touch starvation is real, though..."

"I'M SO FUCKING HUNGRY..."

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Flown from the moon to here She's probably queer It's the gal with her hands in the engine!

With the hands that can shape steel Find flaws just by feel She floors it in every direction!

"That something you made up on the spot, or a song that just happened to fit me? Or both."

"Either way, it does kinda sound like it could be my theme song! My Class Weapon already comes with speakers, so, why not, right?"

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"Oh, worry not, I'm aware. That's why I've been trained to be the best in stealth operation, lethal hand-to-hand techniques, military research, development, and on-the-fly engineering, and culinary innovation, among other things."

"Now's the part where you pick out something I said and tie it into a smooth-brained fat joke."