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Anonymous: things like you shouldn't exist. you're not even human, you know that right? just a shadow of a copy, an imitation of the real thing.

     “You think I don’t know that already?” ‘Fake human’, the term he’d referred to himself for awhile now, even before he’d started to develop his other emotions. He wasn’t born the normal way, he didn’t think he could ever be considered normal. Fake, imitation, and at one point--lifeless. In many cases, he often felt like a reanimated doll.

     But...He couldn’t repeat any of this to his mother, it’d break her heart.

     “I don’t know how you found out, I’m sorry my existence inconvenienced you.”

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     Hiroki is a mama’s boy.

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peachmuses​:

“ yeah , it was a myth in our homeland growing up. my mother use to tell it to me as a child , would you like to hear about them ? ”

     “An Uzumaki myth?” He swiveled slightly on the stool he was seated at, then nodded. “Okay.” He hadn’t heard much about the clan he was from besides the basic abilities that he had the chance of developing.

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     “...Uzumaki Mermaids?”

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                                                                         Haunt me, then. 

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Useless Details Ask Meme II

Send one of the following symbols to find out more about my muse! Part I: (X)

@uzchis​: ♢ how much do they weigh? ⌚ how long do they need to decide what to wear in the morning?

Not very much. He’s underweight for his height, but he wouldn’t be considered anywhere close to an eating/weight disorder. He could easily be lifted off his feet and carried off somewhere if someone really wanted to do that.

It wasn’t until recent that he developed a sort of sense for fashion. So, it  was...always his mother picking out his clothes. As a child it only took a minute because of her. Now at the most--ten minutes. Least: three minutes.

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Useless Details Ask Meme II

Send one of the following symbols to find out more about my muse! Part I: (X)

@electricea​: ♧ any freckles/moles/birth marks? where?

Hiroki wouldn’t consider himself normal. While he doesn’t have freckles or birthmarks, one thing all humans should have; he doesn’t--That would be a belly button. He wasn’t born naturally, he never had need of an umbilical chord. While his skin is free of any blemishes of that kind, you’d find it hard to get him to take his shirt off.

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Useless Details Ask Meme II

Send one of the following symbols to find out more about my muse! Part I: (X)

Getting closer:

× what does your muse smell like? what perfume/cologne are they using? � do they shower often? every day or just every couple of days? ♻ how about brushing teeth? three times a day, or just in the morning? ⌘ do they rather shower or take a bath? ♀ how long does your muse usually need for a shower/bath? ⚣ how long does your muse need to shave? (this is also for the ladies!) ♂ does your muse put on make-up? how long do they need for it every day?  ⚢ what kind of make-up does your muse use? favourite colours? how much do they use?

Exploring their body:

♤ does your muse have any scars? where? what do they look like? how did they get them? ♧ any freckles/moles/birth marks? where? ♡ are their fingernails dirty or clean? cut/long? ♢ how much do they weigh? ♠ any ‘weird’ characteristics on their body? one leg/arm longer than the other? ♣ are their veins particularly visible when they’re angry/upset/sad? ♥ do they have more muscles or more fat on their body? ♦ any tattoos? where? what’s the story behind them?

Open your closet:

⦂ what clothes do they sleep in? ♚ do they have a favourite piece of clothing? ❅ what do they usually wear when they’re not working? ☏ what do they wear when they’re at work? ₤ how many shoes do they have? what kind? Σ how many purses do they have? ⌚ how long do they need to decide what to wear in the morning? ⌛ do they go shopping for clothes often? how long do they usually need? $ how much money do they spend on clothes every month?

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Send a word for your muse to find my muse in a certain state.

@ai-kira​: Tears : Find my muse crying.

     How to describe it? How could he even begin to think about it? He wouldn’t consider himself familiar with emotions at all, despite being completely capable of experiencing them now. The pain he felt in his heart was different than before, different from the last time he’d felt sadness. Why was it worse? Why did it hurt? What had even made him sad in the first place?

     Hiccuping quietly, stifling his sobs, he hadn’t heard anyone enter the room. He didn’t know anyone was fully witnessing him being a complete sobbing mess.

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Send a word for your muse to find my muse in a certain state.

Mostly angsty stuff, but feel free to add your own.

Tears : Find my muse crying.

Rest : Find my muse sound asleep.

Dream : Find my muse moving in their sleep due to a dream or nightmare.

Bleed : Find my muse injured.

Drink : Find my muse drunk.

Collapse : Find my muse blacked-out on the ground.

Leaving : Find my muse dying.

Grave : Find my muse dead.

Fear : Find my muse panicking about something.

Hide : Find my muse hiding from something or someone.

Anger : Find my muse very angry.

Escape : Find my muse trying to run away from something or someone.

Toxic : Find my muse poisoned.

Bruise : Find my muse badly beaten up. 

Freeze : Find my muse trying to keep warm in the cold.

Battle : Find my muse in the middle of a fight with someone or something.

Saw : Find my muse getting a limb amputated. 

Cough : Find my muse coughing out blood.

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BITTER SOULMATE PROMPTS

( because the world needs more salt && complications. feel free to change up the context or pronouns! )

❛❛ No. No, no, no — you really don’t want me as a soulmate. ❜❜ ❛❛ So, you’re the unfortunate soul stuck with me. ❜❜ ❛❛ Can we just - forget about this? ❜❜ ❛❛ We’re not meant for each other. Trust me. ❜❜ ❛❛ You’re my soulmate? Wow - talk about a let-down. ❜❜ ❛❛ We were only supposed to be friends. ❜❜ ❛❛ Something’s wrong with this shit system. We are not soulmates! ❜❜ ❛❛ How is that I love them more, when you’re my soulmate? ❜❜ ❛❛ I know how you look at him - even though you’re not his. ❜❜ ❛❛ Please, believe me. You are not my soulmate. You can’t be. ❜❜ ❛❛ I don’t want a soulmate. ❜❜ ❛❛ Find someone else - I don’t need this in my life. ❜❜ ❛❛ No way - I can’t have TWO soulmates. ❜❜ ❛❛ I’m not very good with commitment, or soulmates, or love. ❜❜ ❛❛ Oh - this. This is a joke. Very funny. You can call April Fools now. ❜❜ ❛❛ I’m not good enough for you. This is wrong. ❜❜ ❛❛ Life is cruel, huh? Pairing us together like this. ❜❜ ❛❛ To think we were fated to grow old together makes my stomach turn. ❜❜ ❛❛ Why is fate such a bitch? Why are you a bitch? ❜❜ ❛❛ This wasn’t supposed to be real. It was a joke. ❜❜ ❛❛ I don’t know what’s worse. The fact you love them, or the fact I love you. ❜❜ ❛❛ I’m not suddenly trusting you with my heart! Or anything! ❜❜ ❛❛ I wish I could clean this mark off with some fate-Windex or something. ❜❜ ❛❛ Scary, right? Tied to a person you might not even know. ❜❜ ❛❛ I can’t trust you to love me. Not fully. ❜❜ ❛❛ We weren’t supposed to fall in love like this. ❜❜ ❛❛ I’m going to be frank, && say I have zero attraction to you. So this is a mistake. ❜❜ ❛❛ We’re rivals. Not soulmates. We’re supposed to be at each other’s throats. ❜❜ ❛❛ Things were better before this stupid mark, & stupid fate. ❜❜ ❛❛ I’ve tried. You can’t cut the string. I’ve tried, trust me, I’ve tried. ❜❜ ❛❛ This mark. It appeared this morning. I don’t want it - I. Don’t. Want. It. ❜❜    

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shikkotsunin‌:

Sometimes, there seemed a bit of confusion between her old occupation as Head Medic of the Medic Corps and what she did now, a large disparity despite being years in the past. Sakura cleared her throat and glanced at Hiroki’s file again, an anchor to reality. 

“Oh, that’s good. Nine isn’t too much, even if most people seem to think otherwise,” Sakura jested with a brief smile before continuing. “How has your sleep been? I know you’ve had some… problems, Hiroki-kun.”

     ...His mother did tell him not to lie. And he...trusted Karin with his life, with everything about him. If she trusted Sakura that much, coming from someone like her who had trouble trusting a vast majority of people...

     “I’ve been having nightmares. I can’t really pinpoint what any single one of them are about, though. They’re all so different from one another, so...so I don’t think they’re recurring nightmares.”

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shikkotsunin‌:

Though the boy was nervous, part of Sakura could only hope that she would be able to do one of her closest friend’s children some good. Karin was among those in Team Taka she’d grown close to, so of course any children were an extension of that.

“Alright, why don’t we get started, then?”

Adjusting her reading files to better concentrate on the fine print of the file folder, she perused it carefully. “So… how have you been, Hiroki-kun? Did you sleep well last night?”

     ...Honestly, he was only used to his mother asking him wellness questions. Karin needed to keep an eye on his progress and growth, after all...always keeping an eye out for abnormalities one shouldn’t see in a normal human. But he knew now that he wasn’t normal.

     Fake.

     He cleared his throat, giving her a nod. “Yes, I slept a full eight hours last night...Wait, I think I actually got nine. Y-yeah. Nine, sorry.” He paused, realizing that he hadn’t answered the first question. “Ah--I’m fine, yeah...”

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More wrong number texts

[Text: Wrong number] You still up for sex? ;)

[Text: Wrong number] You up? I just want to talk

[Text: Wrong number] Happy birthday! Lots of love!

[Text: Wrong number] How much for breakfast in bed x

[Text: Wrong number] This is (my muse’s name) right?

[Text: Wrong number] Hey baby, wanna go out tonight? xx

[Text: Wrong number] I’ll be there tomorrow at 11, that alright?

[Text: Wrong number] Hi, this is (name) from the bar last night

[Text: Wrong number] Just saw a hot girl/guy in town. Ugh too hot

[Text: Wrong number] I’m blocking your number. I’m sick of your excuses

[Text: Wrong number] Why are you ignoring me? I thought we were friends 

[Text: Wrong number] Wanna go put some fruit in some mail boxes again? I’m bored

[Text: Wrong number] Can you bring some eggs when you come over? Thanks, I’m low

[Text: Wrong number] This isn’t funny. Stop throwing your trash over my fence or I’ll call the police

[Text: Wrong number] This is the third time this month (random name)! I won’t deal with this any longer.

[Text: Wrong number] Please give me a call back, it’s urgent. I don’t want to worry you but please call me back

[Text: Wrong number] I’m sorry for the way I’ve been acting, I’ve just had so much on my plate recently. Please forgive me 

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Hiroki is fairly jumpy. Even if he’s not fully terrified or scared, he’s easy to startle. Fear may not be his only emotion now but it’s the one he’s most familiar with.

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shikkotsunin‌:

Words on the screen began blurring together as the instruction manual Sakura had been composing in a course she was teaching to volunteer med-nin had reached an epoch by a knock on her office door, starting when she remembered her noon appointment. Glancing from her desk at the redhead at the door, Sakura invited him in. “Hey there, sorry for the mess. Are you ready for our session today, Hiroki-kun?”

     Even though he was the first to call for attention, the moment she addressed him, he flinched slightly then quickly bowed in greeting before he entered the room. He fumbled with the papers he had and all so he didn’t have to look directly at her, thumbed through them to distract himself.

     He cleared his throat and nodded, then lay the papers on his lap as he’d taken a seat in the nearest empty chair...but did not lift his gaze from them.

     “Yes...”