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Muse’s Handwriting. go ( here / here ) and pick out a font which resembles your muse’s handwriting the closest and write their name.

[ writing seriously: ]

[ writing specifically to be annoying: ]

[ unofficially tagged by @tsukkiakarii ♪ ]

tagging:

@queenharumiura ( ♪ )

@musessinabag (mukuro)

@arealmunited (divergent!yamamoto)

@thehandworld (yuni) (only if you feel up to it though)

@universalskyworld (reborn)

@wisteriamuses (luce)

@illmilk ( :o ? )

@illholy ( this one too )

and anyone else i am currently forgetting :')

[also feel free to pick a different muse lmao]

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Today is a very special day, and Haru had specifically moved things around in her schedule to ensure she had freed up time for the day. She made sure to tell everyone that if they needed to give Haru anything for White day, they could gift it to her early or late. She was going to be unavailable on the actual day… because--

“Byakuran-kun!” Haru excitedly walks up to him with a slight bounce to her step and she hands him a box, “Haru baked you a cake for today! Happy birthday!”

“Haru wasn’t really sure what you would like, but she did see a bracelet that she thought maybe you’d like.” She hands him a smaller box with a leather bracelet with studs on it. It seemed like something that would fit in well with his usual style. “Haru added a puff charm on it so you can tell it apart from the rest of your accessories.” Clever of her, she knows. The fuzzy pink accessory doesn’t clash with the black and silver studded bracelet at all… no…

"Oh?" Byakuran notices that voice first and turns his head to see with an instant smile. "Someone's here early." ♪

Of course, his attention is then drawn to the box as it's being handed to him. Cake. A word that always brings a sparkle to his eyes. But another smaller box on top of it? He's being spoiled and he loves it. "Two presents? I'm honored."

Both boxes are temporarily put on the park table he's sitting at. "So, because my birthday is not the only holiday today…" He lifts a bag of his own with a box around the same size as the cake. "Happy White Day, Haru-chan." Where did he even get the huge box of some fancy American chocolates? Who knows.

With that aside, he resists the temptation for cake to open the smaller box, wordlessly puts on the bracelet, and admires specifically the pink puff charm on his wrist. "You know me so well." ♪

This year's birthday is great already. (He already knew it would be, but still.)

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The way her voice sounds… his past self would have hated to see Yuni like this, and his overwhelming thoughts that it doesn't matter are the root cause of it now. If helping him would help her too… "The staff told me to talk to my visitors about how they feel." A soft voice. "They said it might help bring back my emotions too."

So what does he do for that? "… How do you feel right now?"

Here is the apathy, the lack of knowing what to say and what to do. Yuni wasn't sure what to say or what to do, but for a whole different reason, she didn't want to push him, she didn't want to hurt him, Byakuran is someone she truly values. I really hope you will feel okay soon Onii-chan.

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"You're still into that kind of thing, aren't you?" ♪

"Kufufu, that's why the best thing for you to do is stay dead. Imagine your body so weak to die every time you lack sleep. Why bother going through it?"

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"Don't project so much, Mukuro-kun! It's bad for your psyche." ♪

"You could just stay dead. No one would mind."

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"I never sleep. I just die and then wake up in the morning." ♪

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𝐏𝐔𝐊𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐎 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒

it's exactly as it says, a compilation of prompts all collected from posts on pukicho's blog! basically just... a lot of chaos. enjoy <3

i feel like, if you scream at a small animal loud enough, it would simply explode.

what is man but an animal playing god?

if you were to vacuum up jello through a metal tube, well, i think that’d be a neat noise.

huh! it really is all about me!

i don't condone anything. i don't care if it's good or bad, i just don't condone it.

i believe that, when we die, we cry in the dirt for eternity, and i welcome it.

i bet you work at the anti-soup kitchen, which steals soups from the poor.

your suffering is my heaven.

no one broods in the 21st century. that's a 19th century and under activity.

i make the bros blush and giggle.

i love how spider-man is kinda like our biggest guy. the greeks had odysseus, we have spider-man. 

i bite my nails sometimes. i yearn for my own bones.

being silly and goofy and getting to help people when they're down? sounds like i win this round, loser.

instead of whoring around, you could learn a musical instrument!

i  would love to visit some innocent happy gnome village and just start stompin'.

if we were all living in the wilderness, natural selection would get you first.

the absence of purpose is enough reason to do whatever the fuck you feel like doing.

i love making shit up and lying to people and never telling them the truth.

feeling very unethical today, might spread hate.

god has granted you the gift of knowledge and yet you shun him.

i went to the doctors, i got my blood drawn. i was extremely brave.

you're my greatest enemy. i will add a single grain of sand to your room every day until you succumb to the desert.

close your eyes and imagine yourself being a more likeable person, and then open them and weep.

your words of defiance bring me ungodly amounts of rage.

i want nothing more than to uppercut you directly to heaven's front door.

i'll outlive this fucking planet if it looks at me the wrong way.

mother earth will cry tears of joy the day you become part of her soil.

i hope you all get stuck somewhere and you have to eat each other to survive.

kids are just like 'ppptppptppthhptpppthh' until one day they’re like 'oh shit i can think' and then it’s all downhill from there.

hey, do you ever feel just so much love in your damn heart that you wanna break something just for fun?

if you kill me, my teeth only have a 2% drop rate. good luck.

beautiful women are always swarming me, saying things like ‘hey [name], why don’t we elope?’ or ‘hey [name], let’s run away and leave it all behind’ and i tell them no, i have a responsibility to verbally abuse people on the internet.

i never sleep. i just die and then wake up in the morning.

if you mean to tell me there ISN’T a ghoul that manifests and wanders the halls in ikea past closing time, then i don’t believe you.

i have too many enchanted crystals and not enough blood sacrifices to do anything with them.

i am going to liquidate all of my assets and use the money to hire hitmen to slap you daily for the rest of your life.

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Ah… this is one of Tsunayoshi's friends. The memorable one.

What is Byakuran doing in the hospital? Is he okay? No, not according to anyone else. "I'm… recovering." That's what he is technically doing. To him, it qualifies as an answer, but he doesn't know if it's a satisfactory one.

He glances toward the window to think. It's likely Ryohei was involved in what happened too, but Byakuran never saw him personally. "I don't know." It's been a few days, but he doesn't know much of what happened after he was rescued. Everyone who has visited since then has been more concerned about him than anything else.

However, he's also been told not to let conversations drop anymore. So… asking any question he can think of… "Is he okay?"

Once again one of the guys had found themselves in the hospital. By found, she really means they got sent there after something happened. Probably something mafia related. (IF they try to excuse it with 'sumo wrestling' again, she was going to rip into them this time, she promises!)

She walked past a door and paused. Did she just see a familiar face? One that she hadn't seen for a little while? Taking a few steps backwards and blinking in confusion...that's him, isn't it?

"Hahi? Byakuran-san? What are you doing in the hospital?" She blinks twice more, "Ah... you didn't get in trouble with Onii-san as well, did you?" That was the person she was off to visit. What were the odds that they'd both be in the hospital because of the same event? High, actually. "Are you... okay?"

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[ @queenharumiura // detox route. ]

His vitals are normal. Blood test was also normal. Everything they tested was normal. He doesn't have any of it left in his system now, so none of the medical staff in this hospital have any idea why his mood and motivation both remain nonexistent.

The psychologist left him with instructions to talk to any visitors: listen to them. Ask about they are doing or how their day went. Ask anything that comes to mind. Listen to what they say. Focus on their emotions and how they feel.

All the emphasis on emotion makes what they're attempting to do very obvious, but Byakuran, as he is now, doesn't know if any of that is possible. He may have learned to follow basic instructions under the influence, but that doesn't necessarily mean he has the capacity to handle them.

Then again… it doesn't matter if he can't. Nothing matters... huh?

Byakuran lifts his head to look to the open door. He already has a visitor, it seems.

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(Cursed) Food Delivery for Byakuran!

Look at all the delicious treats ♪

"I have to start with the teeth. The elongated blue... fruit comes next. Shell candy and the kawaii animal feast can wait."

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[ because i can't get the new verse (5th one) out of my head:

>> starter call for detox route.

like this post and i will come to you and/or try to think of something he can talk to your muse normally about (as best as his partly-broken mind can) as some kind of exposure therapy. (does not need to be angst heavy.)

this is also an excuse to write him being less obnoxious and actually acknowledging other people and what they say. but anyway! ]

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[ messy pre-rescue detox verse drabble about what it was like ft. the plot (with my lowkey evil ocs) that i can't get out of my head anymore. ]

[ tw: non-consensual drugging, kidnapping, medical malpractice, etc. ]

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Byakuran has been laying on the clinic bed for… a while. He has no idea how long it has been. He never does.

The cold fluids making their way through his body leave him numb for a while too, but all he has to do is rest and wait it out. He really struggled the first few times he was given this, but he's used to it by now. Flinching is no longer an issue.

This numbness is not the only effect either - memories get hazy, he has trouble thinking, and what little emotion he has regained since the previous dose melts away. Being able to answer verbal questions is the only way he knows he has come out of it.

This is also the drug he used to give Yuni. She had it in pill form, but he has it through IV fluids at a stronger dose. It's not a surprise seeing as she didn't fight them. Byakuran doesn't want them at all - he never has, but he stopped caring enough to fight it.

It doesn't matter.

When he first arrived here, he had still been fighting the situation. He tried his absolute best to get away, even while knowing he was doomed. The memories of what happened then are so foggy he doesn't try to reach for them anymore. All he knows is that he was never a match for all seven of them at once.

It doesn't matter.

They tell him he'll be found - and saved - eventually. He doesn't care anymore, but they tell him anyway as little progress updates. Things are slow, despite so many parts of the underworld searching for him, for the seven, or… for anyone.

It doesn't matter.

These people want something with Byakuran the same way he wanted something from Yuni, but he has no idea what. He doesn't bother trying to figure it out anymore.

It doesn't matter.

Nothing matters.

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He doesn't have an answer for this one either. "I don't know." Would it help him? Would it hurt him? Who knows. She really is trying her best… before he ended up like this, he would have said something positive to acknowledge that. Now, though… "... but it wouldn't matter."

Maybe time would fix it, or maybe it wouldn't as she looked at him, she didn't want him to experience that, she knew for a fact how blank and how empty that felt as she smiled. It's okay if you don't know Onii-chan. She looked at the space between them. Will you be okay if I hug you? Or would that be too much? She wasn't sure what exactly she could do to help but right now... All she wanted was to feel him physically alive.

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[FLOWERS | 🌸] Flowers bloom on your skin whenever your soulmate is nearby. This stops when you touch your soulmate for the first time. // @musessinabag

The matching flowers that bloom across the skin of two different people until they touched… it wasn't common at all, but a lot of people romanticized it as something that only happens between soulmates. Byakuran himself hadn't experienced it in the closest worlds to his own - something about his usual genetics stopping it. By the time he was revived in the current era, he'd already forgot about it.

… At least until he went to the hospital where the Vongola Rain Guardian rested after near-lethal injuries. When he first reached out to touch Yamamoto's unconscious body, Byakuran noticed that small blue flowers had spread on the back of his own hand. His arms had some too, even. The place he was about to touch Yamamoto also had a single one that sprouted as he watched… interesting.

It wasn't a great idea to let flowers grow from someone who was struggling to live, so Byakuran plucked it out and began the healing process. No new flowers sprouted. By the time he was done, the petals on his own arms were already wilted.

He kept the whole situation to himself. There was no real need to distract Takeshi-kun from his duties.

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It still happens again once Byakuran is officially in the Namimori school system. He rolls up his sleeves a bit at some point and a petal falls out. The same blue flowers are back on his arm. Huh... better test his theory on who it was.

Naturally, he goes to see the baseball team right after class.

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Soulmate Prompts: a collection of prompts about different soulmate scenarios inspired by different media. Send in a prompt/symbol and I'll write out a soulmate scenario for our muses!

[RED STRING | 🧶] Our muses are tied together by a red string of fate that is only visible to them.

[GLOW | ❤️] A glow appears from your chest when you first meet your soulmate.

[WORDS | 👂] The first words your soulmate speaks to you is written somewhere on your body.

[NAME | ✍️] Your soulmate's name is written somewhere on your body.

[INITIALS | 💬] Your soulmate's initials are written somewhere on your body.

[SIGNATURE | 🖋️] Your soulmate's signature is written somewhere on your body.

[WRITING | ✏️] Everything you write on your body will appear on your soulmate's body as well.

[DREAMS | 💭] You and your soulmate are capable of visiting each other's dreams.

[COLOUR | 🙈] The world is black and white until you make contact with your soulmate.

[BIRTHMARK | ❄️] You and your soulmate have matching birthmarks.

[TIME | ⏱️] Everyone have timers on their wrist that hits zero when they meet their soulmate. The time can fluctuate (go both up and down in time) depending on their soulmate's behaviour.

[NUMBER | 🔢] Everyone is born with a unique number on their skin that matches their soulmate.

[COUNTER | ️⬆️] Everyone is born with a counter on their arm that goes up every time you pass by your soulmate.

[FLOWERS | 🌸] Flowers bloom on your skin whenever your soulmate is nearby. This stops when you touch your soulmate for the first time.

[SCARS | 🪡] You and your soulmate share scars.

[SONGS | 🎶] Songs sung by your soulmate gets stuck in your head.

[TASTE | 🍽️] You can taste what your soulmate is eating/drinking.

[TRUTH | 🫢] You cannot lie to your soulmate.

[HARM | 🔪] You cannot harm your soulmate.

[FOOTPRINTS | 🦶] Your soulmates leave coloured footprints only you can see.

[COMPASS | 🧭] Everyone is born with a compass on their wrist that leads to their soulmate.

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No answer for a moment. It's difficult to reply to a question without having an answer. "I don't know." Given their history, he's sure Yuni knows more than he does anyway. Byakuran never expected to be given a taste of his own medicine - very literally - but that is what happened. Maybe he should feel something from the thought... but he doesn't.

She could note that, placing the basket of candy on the side table and sitting down in front of him, noting the small details. Sure he looked like it... Looked like that memory... Her in that future. Did his soul also close off to protect him from whatever happened like she did? You welcome. How are you feeling? For now, though, she was going to keep it as friendly as possible.

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Ah… it's Yuni. She still refers to him like an older brother. He blinks at her excitement and bright smile for a moment, then down to the basket of candy. "I see." It doesn't make him smile the way he used to - he's fully aware of that - but it doesn't matter. "Thank you." Hollow and lifeless, but he has no reason to respond otherwise.

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He was finally found! They finally were able to find Byakuran! The young Sky Boss was so happy, even though he didn't look very well, the fact that he was alive was enough for her happiness. As she knocks on the hospital door, taking a deep breath before getting in and smiling. Onii-chan! She walks towards him with a basket of marshmallows and other candies that he likes. I bought those for you!