dangerous-realms

[dangerous-realms]

☀◌♡ Summertime starters ♡◌☀

Send a symbol for my muse... Send a symbol + 'reverse' for change roles

🍉 – slices watermelon and offers your muse a piece.

🌊 – dives into the ocean, splashing water everywhere.

🕶️ – lowers their sunglasses to watch your muse walk by.

🧺 – sets up a picnic blanket under the sun.

🍦 – accidentally drops their ice cream cone and sulks.

🐚 – collects seashells along the shore.

🎐 – listens to a wind chime on a breezy summer evening.

🌺 – places a flower behind your muse’s ear.

🌴 – naps in a hammock between two palm trees.

🍓 – feeds your muse fresh summer berries.

🌻 – stands in a field of sunflowers, waiting for someone.

🍧 – eats too many cold treats and gets brain freeze.

📸 – snaps pictures of your muse by the water.

🎇 – watches fireworks light up the summer night sky.

🏖️ – builds a sandcastle and invites your muse to help.

🌅 – wakes up early to catch the summer sunrise.

🏄 – falls off a surfboard and laughs at themself.

🌬️ – fans your muse with a folded magazine.

🍍 – makes fruity summer drinks and hands your muse one.

💦 – starts a playful water fight with your muse.

🌤️ – complains it’s too hot and hides in the shade.

🍒 – balances a cherry on their nose and dares your muse to try.

🧴 – helps your muse apply sunscreen.

🌈 – points at a rainbow after a summer storm.

🧃 – brings your muse lemonade and sits beside in the grass.

[dangerous-realms]

About Chronically Late Replies

I am absolutely guilty of this, and I don’t give a crap if your reply is a month late or even a year late.  It tells me you’re still interested in rping with me.  And even if I’m not in the headspace for that particular thread anymore it also tells me I can come at you with new ideas without being a nuisance.  So reply away, no matter how long it’s been!

[dangerous-realms]

She would nod at his words and continue her second or... third meal? It was more like the kind of snack one ate to polish off what remaining hunger they had. Either that or she was eating out of boredom, it wasn't the first time since she can be quite the rude combatant and casually munch if the fight bores her... sometimes even when sitting on the back of a fallen opponent just to rub the fact in that they lost. How cruel.

"Evoline have two large stomachs, it takes a lot of calories to fill an evoline even in their humanoid forms. It's customary to teach Evoling how much to eat when out so they don't overdo it. Adult Evoline don't have to eat as often as Evoling, so we end up snacking more often then not."

She explains, taking another bite of food. Feeling the eyes on her, a gut feeling that she was going to get them kicked from this restaurant during to her snacking.

"So in short, while the food digests fast enough that I always have room for more... unless it's a Salabru snake. Those are really filling and makes me full with one slab."

He rested his head on a palm. Listening quietly and attentively. His question was just to kill time. Whatever she answered would not affect how he viewed her. Someone he could trust. With all she had done for his sake, she earned it. Trouble was never sought, but it always found him. If they were so close, she could likely talk her brother out of anything. But should she fail to make him flee, should he manage to overwhelm her, there would be no hesitation. Despite how fond she seemed of him, their positive relationship would take for a dark turn if he died before her eyes. The future with her had become blurry. Had he grown fond of her after all the time spent together? So, he was still foolish. Eventually, he'd return to his universe, and he had no intention of taking her with him. Then why was he so bothered by imagining her looking at him with disdain? Fine. I'll let you handle your brother however you want. Kale had a lot more influence on his personality than he thought. If that softness killed him in return, then it would be on him. A choice made could not be changed, so it was meaningless to regret it.

In any case, just where is all that food going? Naturally, from seeing her eating this much. The table they were at was the target of many glances and whispers. Able to hear everything said thanks to his enhanced sense of hearing. This display of endless hunger hardly bothered him. It was simple curiosity. Either the food was barely filling, or she was cursed to be permanently famished. Likely the first choice since he had seen her stop. In that case, it would be meaningless to continue going to restaurants. She was even banished by some because she ate too much. I can cook for you instead. More, and she was certainly going to get kicked out again. Even so, he doubted Sadalian food, as filling as it was, would be enough. His ability to create would be beneficial again, it seemed.

[dangerous-realms]

A queen deserves more than a coward. //Kira.

"Yeah, well. This queen doesn't need some pathetic welp to help rule her small kingdom."

Kira would say with a huff, the reference to that bastard Panu made her eyebrow twitch with annoyance. That fucker who basically bounced when her twins started being little rascles. Though her gaze would soften a bit at the though of Relwuth and Rulsar, a fatherless life wasn't what they asked to be born into. She knew what it was like to be fatherless... hell, she knew what it was like to be motherless as well at times.

"But... I suppose a queen sometimes needs a king to help rule her little kingdom."

But who would fill such a roll?

[dangerous-realms]

You do unthinkable things to me. //deaevidra

"Oh?"

The destroyer would say, the words of the Saiyan wouldn't fall on deaf ears. Not even a moment needed to process what he said before a mischievous twinkle forms in violet eyes.

"Well, lots hope they aren't too unthinkable. It would be a shame if we couldn't act on such things now, wouldn't it~?"

A teasing purr, her voice an octave lower then normal as she slinks up towards him. A hand going to his shoulder as she leans down and to whisper in his ear.

"How about we go to my hotel room and... act on those unthinkable urges~?"

[dangerous-realms]

"He's cool, calm, and collected these days. Though in our youth, he was quick to anger, held no humanity much like me back then, and he was rather cruel. Though, much like me, Yeith put a leash on him as well to avoid unsightly things from happening again when we were released from confinement."

In other words, much like her Coldarder had lines he couldn't cross without the threat of being obliterated. Those tethers could likely be removed at any point considering Deaevidras show of following what rules have been applied on her. Waiting for Coldarder to come as she cools off from her battle lust, Coldarder likely had similar rules to avoid mass death like in his youth.

"Though, it's unlikely he'll try to kill you unless you give him reason. Attacking him first is a good reason for him to kill you. But, if you're worried about it involving me? We're in an open relationship due to our jobs as Destroyer and Death respectively, it takes is all over the multiverse so we don't often have each other to share moments and stuff with."

She would explain, taking the glass with a little nod of thanks and taking a sip absent mindedly yet savoring the taste for a moment before swallowing and continuing.

"A rule we made is that we can't be childish and get jealous over a lover. After all, when everyone's lifespan is just a blink compared to ours, so such a frivolous thing to bare doesn't make sense. As for if a child was bore or sired by either of us? We would embrace the child and nurture it together. We only managed to have one child for some reason... the rest of the eggs I've lain have resulted in... disappointment."

She figured it wouldn't hurt to explain all this and be honest with him. Though, for the duo being alive for so long and only having a single child? She didn't know why but she had a feeling Yeith had something to do with it considering how she took Ragnars hatching. Ah, Deaevidra could remember it like it was yesterday, her boy breaking open his eggs and letting out a might cry full of power... how she missed holding that small child... a bigger sip of whisky was taken.

Eyes rolled at her words. He doesn't interrupt her, listening attentively. As she speaks, he settles comfortably into the chaise deckchair. Apparently, he's about to lay eyes on a god of death. Curiosity and enthusiasm. She seems to have spent a lot of time with them. He can see its love. It doesn't bother him. It's not as if he's pursuing her to have a relationship with her. Eyes narrowed when he thought the situation could take a wild turn. Gods weren't known to like sharing anything. He could get killed if they disliked how close he was to the goddess of destruction. Anxiety. Hey, so… A silence of a few seconds followed. What is that god of death like… Keeping in mind that they seemed fond of battling. It was likely about to turn into a disaster. A jealous and furious god, seeing a mortal so chummy with their lover. Should he disappear or should he stay? The concept of trading blows with a god of death sounded tempting. Unfortunately, that was not a fact. That god could likely just kill him with a thought. He let out a sigh. Waiting was the path he decided to take. I've always been too curious for my sake.

If it was his last day, he had to have one last drink before he died. A small table with a bottle of whisky and a large mug. He straightened up and poured himself a glass. He admired the liquid, then drank it. He turned and presented the bottle to the goddess. You should try it, it's good. There was enough left over to fill a mug similar to his twice over. So he served her one.

[dangerous-realms]

💫

[dangerous-realms]

Her chewing of the bite of meat she had in her mouth would slow as her visible eye narrowed. What a strange question to ask. Well, asking if she was the stronger twin or not was a normal question, but asking if she could kill Malice... well, she didn't like to think about that.

"We are... equial and different in many ways. We both have the same abilities, but we also have our own. Physically, he's the stronger one while I'm more skilled with magic. But we are pretty in sync for many things..."

Dancing around the true question, could she kill him if the situation reared its ugly head. The thought made her heart squeeze. Malice, her brother, the only one she truly had for much of their shared lives. Another bite, a slow chew. Snowy brows knitted as she battles with what's inside. She loved her brother, she would take blows for him, sacrifice her food for him, even lose a limb... it was the reason she was missing her left eye. The day their father decided to awaken their destructive genetics... the brutally needed to do so was something she swore to never inflict upon her children of any were pure Evoline like her. She would have too... no, she would find another way to awaken the dormant gene. But for now, the demonic woman preyed that she would never have to find such a method. That she would never need to look for one to force that gene to wake up.

"I... don't think I'd be able to kill the one who sung with me while we were egg bound. I'd be able to knock him down, beat him and chase him off until he comes back with a better attitude towards you. But pulling the trigger, putting down the one who's soul has been bound to mine since we shared the womb? That's something I don't think I'd ever be capable of."

Honesty in the voice of the other as she puts down the leg of meat, there was no reason not to be honest about such a thing. It was better to admit it now then let him see her hesitate if such a situation ever arose in the future. Which... she doubted Malice would attack Kefla with bloodlust. He wasn't like that unless someone truly pissed him off. Yes, her twin was a warrior like her, he had a bloodlust. But that bloodlust never crossed the line for no reason as far as she was aware.

"Though, for the rest of my family, as long as it isn't any of my kids without a incredibly valid reason, I dont see why I couldn't put down anyone else in my family. I have no attachment to my parents, siblings, or any of their kids, really. I've never even met my mother."

"I have a younger twin. We are identical twins, actually. Though he's a boy, we still look pretty similar even now and our father had a hard time telling us apart when we were hatchlings."

Azura says after swallowing the chunk of meat she was chewing. Where she got it... who knows. How she was still hungry after all they ate like, half an hour ago? Also who knows.

"Yeah, I'm sure if I was a guy or he was a girl that we would look identical if we didn't have scars and different styles."

Taught that listening could serve as the strongest weapon. His ears were open, and his lips closed. The knowledge given, pointless. As she finished speaking, fingers lifted the cup of coffee to his lips. Basking in the bitter flavor until the liquid had been entirely consumed. Cup put down and fingers traced its curves. Are you stronger than your twin? Kefla asked, much aware of her abilities now. Hand lifted to ask for a refill. If your twin wants me dead, can you take him out? Never had he seen her hesitate, but things could be different if family was involved. By no means, defenseless. If the situation required, he could dispose of the threat.

Tell me now so I know what to expect if some of your family members want to kill me, he added, unbothered by the concept of the loyal woman eventually betraying him. Knowledge of the woman was near inexistent, and he never asked her questions about herself. No need to when she seemingly could not keep quiet, even though he was not much of a talker. Just like today, he said nothing and she mentioned having a nearly identical twin.

[dangerous-realms]

「   RP MEME :   NONVERBAL PROMPTS.  mix of violent, caring, touching and non-touching prompts.  」     SEND PROMPT '+ REVERSE' for the inverse to happen. for example 'bandage + reverse' for the receiver to bandage wounds on the sender.

[ BANDAGE ] : sender bandages a wound on receiver.

[ GUIDE ] : sender puts a hand on he receiver's back to guide them somewhere.

[ WAVE ]: sender waves down receiver to get their attention.

[ SIGN ]: sender raises their hand to sign to receiver. what follows can be anything the sender desires.

[ LIFT ]: sender lifts receiver's chin to look at them.

[ LIGHT ]: sender lights receiver's cigarette/candle/etc.

[ FIND ] : sender finds receiver beaten and/or bloodied.

[ PIN ]: sender pins receiver against the wall during combat/sparring.

[ GET DOWN ]: sender tackles receiver out of the way of danger.

[ TAKE ]: sender takes a hit meant for receiver.

[ CAUGHT ]: sender finds receiver somewhere they aren't supposed to be.

[ TRAP ]: sender traps the receiver somewhere they don't want to be.

[ DARLING ]: sender touches receiver's cheek.

[ SNATCH ]: sender snatches receiver's wrist as they turn to go.

[ STAB ]: sender stabs receiver.

[ DRAG ]: sender drags receiver from point a to point b.

[ SIT ]: sender sits on receiver's lap.

[ EN GARDE ]: sender and receiver get into some kind of fight.

[ DRUNK ]: sender finds receiver drunk.

[ BLOOD ]: sender walks into receiver's room covered in blood.

[ FLOWER ]: sender offers a flower to receiver.

[ HOLD ]: sender reaches to hold receiver's hand.

[ BRUSH ]: sender brushes a strand of hair out of receiver's face.

[ NOTE: ] sender writes a note for receiver. the contents are whatever the sender decides.

[ EYES ]: sender notices receiver looking at them.

[ STOP ]: sender raises hand to signal the receiver to stop in place.

[ TAP ]: sender taps receiver on the shoulder to get their attention.

[ WAKE ]: sender gently wakes receiver from a nap or otherwise.

[ MORNING AFTER ]: sender and receiver wake up together for the first time after a night of passion.

[ BLANKET ]: sender drapes a blanket over receiver's shoulders.

[ HUDDLE ]: sender and receiver huddle together in an effort to stay warm.

[ TUG ]: sender pulls receiver away from them.

[ PUSH ]: sender pushes receiver away from them.

[ BULLET ]: sender shoots receiver in a non-lethal area.

[dangerous-realms]

[dangerous-realms]

[dangerous-realms]

"Well my dear, if I wanted you dead I would have simply snapped my fingers instead of sparing with you. It would also have to be something pretty major for me to even consider erasing you, I'm not a child who throws a tantrum because I didn't get a cookie. No, lesser things are brushed over, major things are met with the force required to handle them."

She would say with a matter of fact tone, it was the truth after all. It wouldn't take much for her of all Destroyers to decimate one person. It was truth that she was supposed to kill him, but the fact that he was like her is what stopped her. He was technically a threat to both her and her mother, the primordial embodiment of Creation, but it felt stupid to do away with such a unique and interesting individual who delivered quite a lot with this give and take relationship.

Violet eyes would glance at the two chairs he materialized, so that was why her mother ended him gone? Creation wasn't easy, but from what she saw he has the basics down to the point he can Create things that fast. That alone at what she would guess is a young age was enough to know he has talent, talent that should be viewed with caution. She would sit in the deck chair, snapping her fingers to erase the blood on her. Leaning back she would look at the lavender colored sky, such a pretty color, it was a shame this planet was destined to be erased.

"Mmm, it's a shame this planets time has run out, isn't it? The sky's so pretty and I imagine it had a lot to offer before it's end date arrived."

Deaevidra didn't like to ruin pretty things, she thought they should be cherished and preserved. Like her son, no matter how old he got, he would always be her beautiful baby boy. The only child who ever hatched from one of the eggs she laid....

"Me and him, were from the same universe, the twenty first universe, Okanara. He's my senior by about... seven hundred and sixty three million years, but that doesn't really mater when you reach our age. We didn't get along to well, we ended up getting into many scuffles that resulted in plenty of destruction. Which... eventually made the universe uninhabitable."

She would say after about ten minutes, complete silence bored her to death. Her mind needed something to do... which after a mass execution was normally exploring whole she waited for Coldarder. But this time she had company, and she didn't mind explaining things like her relationship with him. It was not like many could defeat death anyways, if there was anyone, that is.

"Naturally, Teth, the ruler of all who created the two of us, threw us into the voidial prison where we each spent a good few million years each. Only released when we were deemed stable enough to not reek havoc in the universe's we were tossed into. Of course, we encountered each other over the years, eventually getting along after a few more... mild scuffles."

The rest should be obvious with the fondness in her voice as she speaks. Enemies to lovers, a tale as old as time... quite litteraly. But they didn't seem to be around together day after day, likely an open relationship since their jobs often require them to be elsewhere. Yet, the fondness in her voice indicates that she loves him, and when she talked about the old days about then eventually getting along and becoming friends, it held the same fondness as she had when talking to Kefla. She was fond of the saiyan, and a destroyer doesn't do away with whatever and whomever it was or is that they are fond of. Even still, it was unlikely Deaevidra would ever turn that side of her out around him unless he did something major to warrant it. Not something petty like the Destroyers where he's from.

For a woman much older than him, her way of speaking leaves something to be desired. Although, he is already aware of this goddess's character. She doesn't hold back her words quite like he does. It's still strange that she shares so much information with him without him asking anything. But he doesn't intend to ask her to stop. The information she provides is as valuable as a ton of gold nuggets. Her existence proves that not all gods of destruction must be exterminated. Although he has never met the other gods of destruction in his universe, he has no doubt that there are other deities who represent destruction besides her in this one. Their reaction to his existence may be very different from that of the seductive woman standing before him.

Isn't it normal that you're more mature after all these years? Not to mention that our relationship is already very intimate. I'm glad I can joke around with you without you breaking my nose. A repeat of our first encounter does not interest me.

He is as interested in her as she is intrigued by him. It's a relationship based on give and take, and he's not opposed to the idea of it becoming something more meaningful. If she manages to make his hearts fall for her. This wouldn't be his first relationship with a goddess. Goddesses are more captivating than normal people. Still, this is the first time a goddess born to destroy has taken an interest in him. He has already noticed similarities with the goddess of war, who fell for him and his immeasurable power.

Well, all right. I'd like to meet the man who can make you smile like that. I'd almost be jealous.

He materializes two deckchairs. One sturdier and wider for the goddess, the other for him. If they have to wait, there's no reason why they can't do so in comfort. Without waiting, he settles into his deckchair and closes his eyes.

[dangerous-realms]

A lenient destroy was a rare thing as most had next to no empathy for those who are beneath them. Sure, some favored certain beings or races and let them get away with almost anything, yet even they had limits that shouldn't be crossed. A friend, a lover, a mate, a child, those were things she noticed common amongst the favored in the long lived lives of a destroyer. Granted, there were certain sacrifices that had to be made on order to truly obtain the position. Deaevidra, however, hadn't been required to do such as she had already sacrificed something, true freedom in exchange for being allowed to live after what she had done. But, if needed, she was required to dispatch those of her bloodline if they threatened balance to the universes they resided in. Yes, universes. Somehow, someway, a few of them had managed to spred their seed and legs in other universes and produce rather powerful offspring. So far... she hasn't had to dispatch of any of them... yet.

The black haze around those glowing violet orbs of power within her sockets would look at Kefla with a keen intrest upon hearing those words. The runic along her body have slowly been dimming and receeding as she calmed down from the additive high she had experienced.

"Oho, what's this? Trying to arouse a volital reaction from me, hm? You should be happy to know that I grew out of that long before any of your ancestors existed withing the confines of their sires nutsacks. Slaughters like these are purely karma based punishments for those who decided that they would rather throw away the generous offer of moving to a new planet after being deemed a race that's satisfactory enough to move to and take care of a new planet when their current one is on the end of its life's thread."

Amusement was in her tone, the words taken like a lighthearted jab then an insult. Mature compared to some Destroyers who would throw piss fits over a slight mess up when being addressed. She could be immature, but that was only on occasion and a well deserved break from having to be serious about everything thanks to her litteral life's purpose.

"Another tether that the queen had bound me with is that after such a thing as this is that I'm required to stay on the planet until I calm down and until the Grand Reaper of Souls arrives to do a mass guiding of all the souls who've been evicted from their vessels. We normally hang out for awhile till the adrenaline wears of and I'm cleared to leave the planet and can erase it."

She would state, clearly not holding back on information. Though upon mentioning the Grand Reaper of Souls, there was a clear hit of affection for the other man. Oh how she couldn't wait to introduce Coldarder to Kefla. Though, she didn't know if Cold would be so talkative, he was normally the silent type. He was also so tall, dark, and mysterious... quite litteraly in some senses!

"I think you might like him, actually. He's quite nice once he gets used to you."

He listens, attentively. It has not been forgotten that she is a god of destruction. She is someone of power and that usually put fear in people. To go against her is asking to be killed, it is foolish. Foolish, yes, but definitely deserving some praise. It takes courage to go against a being with this much power. Besides, he is not different from the people she has murdered in self-defense, or so she says. Granted, rarely does a destroyer show clemency. So, on this one, she cannot be put at fault. Even so, he wonders if the leash around her neck held by this queen of all is not the real reason she is not killing left and right. But, he has no business asking her more question.

I guess you're not just a mindless bloodthirsty murderer then. Your good looks would have been wasted.

Words to test her patience. Something he knows barely anyone who knows her reputation will do. Though, if her feelings for him are authentic. There should not be an issue with his words. He has nothing but respect for someone who owns to anything they have done, bad or good. That and she is definitely pleasing to look at. He wants to look at her a lot more.

[dangerous-realms]

Send my muse a name and they'll rank how well they do in a fight against them (Bonus if the muse explains why)

I'd absolutely destroy them | This loser owes me Lunch Money | It'd be close but I'd win after a coma | It was nice knowing you, friends | I'd blink and see the pearly gates | Oh no... you beat me (lost on purpose)

(Based on this)

[dangerous-realms]

hc + 🚬 for a headcanon about a bad habit //Lokaavkrii

A bad habit Lokaavkrii has would be her stress eating. Specifically binging the worst fast food known to god-kind when stress peeks at work. Does it affect her body? Not all that much past feeling like a snail afterward, having no desire to move or do anything for a few hours. She normally does such on the night before a day off so she doesn't have to trudge around the army base on Kao.

[dangerous-realms]

It was a shame that their next meeting had to be amongst a desiccated landscape of blood and gore. Her hand wrung the hilt of the ominous glowing blade of darkness and vicious purple like she was revving a motorcycle for a moment. Her eyes closed for a moment, the inner ends of her red brows going up as that sadistic grin became something less sinister.

"Oh that's such a loooong story, dear. But alas, you deserve an explanation, hm?"

She would say, her tone one of someone coming down from a high brought by a good fight. Someone coming back from the depth she had fallen during the battle.

"Well, awhile ago I came here on behalf of this universe's destroyer and his trainy, ome of whom is booked down with an influx of planets coming to their end and the trainy is... obviously still learning the ropes and isn't allowed to erase planets yet. During my visit I concluded that this race was one fit to be allowed to go and inhabit another planet as they had taken good care of this one. But alas, when I came back, they had decided to throw my generosity back into my face and attack me."

Foolish mortals, attacking someone like her. A dangerous glint still glowed in her eyes, her expression on of a battle hungry sadist.

"So as you can imagine, I fought back. Gave them all a warriors death... be it I made sure the little ones died the swiftest as they werent at fault for their elders foolish decisions Truthfully, events like this are the only time I've allowed to satisfy my lust for battle. If I do so outside such occasions, I'll get quite the lashing from the Queen of All for scratching the curtain that is the agreement between me and her."

She would pull her blade from the ground, a swift swing to clean the blood before bringing it to her back... even though their wasn't a sheath there. It would dissappear into thin air when she let it go.

"Does such satisfy your curious question, Kefla?"

To find the woman in such an unbecoming appearance was surprising. This was not like the dignified woman he had exchanged blows with, back then. Of course, he could not know everything there was to know unless he spent all of his time with her. Impossible, he had things to do here.

You seem busy. He figured the reason she had done this was the same as usual. Her duties as a goddess of destruction, though he felt like there was more to this than duties, this time. That gleam in her eyes said everything there was to say. This was an action she took immense pleasure in. Exactly like him before. This wasn't how I expected our next meeting to go. His gaze fixated it on the pile of corpse. So, what reason did you have for this bloodbath?

[dangerous-realms]

The goddess of luck has just received a love letter, one that compliments her personality plenty. Clearly, the person who wrote it is really fond of her. How does she feel?

Cobalt blue eyes of the goddess of luck and victory scan over the words, not once, not twice, but three times as her brain tried to register exactly what she was reading. A love letter, something which was heavily detailed in all the ways the person liked her. She was oh so glad that the door to her office was closed as the red ting of blush slowly crept up her neck to her face. Practically steaming with how flustered she was at everything that was written. Swiftly she would stash it in the bag she took to the base just incase she had to sleep there, after which she would hide her beet red face in her hands.