#genesisoul

[syoseutopeo]

     “Come to take another picture, or is it purely business this time?” A small smirk curls his painted lips.

      ·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ @genesisoul​​​  ✩ small starter  ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙

[son-oftheuniverse]

@genesisoul​​ asked:

“Here’s the bouquet of flowers you wanted.” The girl handed him the the vase filled with an arrangement of peonies. “You know they say that peonies symbolize compassion and good health!”

“I know!”  Steven replied, taking the flowers and smiling down at them. They were gorgeous, exactly how he imagined they’d be. Their arrangement truly brought the beauty out in them.  “I learned a lot about these when I got really into floriculture. I grew these and all sorts of other plants!”

Setting them down on the counter, Steven reached for his wallet.  “Thanks again! I’m hoping these bring my Air BNB some good vibes. How much do I owe you?”

[advnterccs-archive]

Terrible First Meeting Starters || accepting

@genesisoul​ sent;  “Don’t panic, I can explain!” ((uhh for morty?))

Morty’s hands went up in the air. “D - Wh-What do you mean ‘don’t panic’? How can I not - I - you...” He kept stammering on pacing back and forth. Waiting for an explanation to help calm him. 

[cermitshub]

okay i just found your blog through a tag and my god. i love that you use the nasty boy cermit as a mun name/face claim (idk what else to call it)

im glad u llove it. i loved this idea and wanted to make my love for cermits known to the world.

iz iz birthday iz

[ragnaofazure]

alt!

Send me “alt!” and I’ll introduce you to a character I’ve rped in the past, want to play in the future or are currently playing somewhere else!

@genesisoul​ (Look at the prior ask for this prompt in case you missed it, might be more to your liking lol)

“There we go...” Finally, after finishing all her work for today, which was obviously double the work load thanks to her older sister playing the day away, she still had time for herself! Locking the door for herself, she went to the work table in her room, resuming her tinkering work from a few days ago.

“Where was I... Yes! This!”

With glee, she resumed installing a cooler unit on the small robot she was building from plenty of spare parts she had found from many discarded machines, it was looking incredibly solid, but she was not sure what the end purpose would be and that was what was slowing down her progress too... But until then, it was never bad to continue working on it, it was fun!

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((I tried to play Nepgear at one point, but it failed, then I also grew out of Neptunia just like many other things... And she lies there as a fun character that also got done so dirty by the writing despite being a series for funnies that I’ll cherish for many reasons, she is good girl and good character, sometimes I do still wish that game took another serious leap like the Conquest Ending.))

[4senna]

starter for @genesisoul

     He didn’t quite scowl when he first caught sight of her. The expression was one of more reserved disappointment. She was small and rather frail-looking, and Lucian’s initial conclusion was that he’d have a difficult time defending the girl when the ghouls inevitably poured in. It was bad enough that he had to operate with a partner; he hated working alongside others, usually, and had grown accustomed to solitary hunting. Of course, there was an exception...      That exception, however, was why he’d taken the contract in the first place. He was curious about this Ionian exorcist; not just for what she was supposedly capable of doing, but for how he could potentially make use of it. But first, he would have to see her in action.      Even despite his fears of the girl’s weakness, however, he understood the importance of morale— and, of course, building positive relations. The expression cleared by the time they were within range to read each other’s faces, and he was quick to extend a hand to shake with a professional smile. “Miss Iatari, I hope?” he tried to sound positive, for as much of it as he could muster nowadays. Luckily, he was getting a bit better about that.      Of course, there was little need to confirm identities. No one else was making the trek to the edge of the Ionian woods— certainly not at this hour of the morning, and certainly not while it was crawling this thickly with sinister manifestations. Their goal was simple: to rid the sacred forests of the invading spirits. He would take out the abominations while she performed whatever rites she needed to to make them stay gone. If it were up to him, he would simply kill them and be done with it, though Ionians always liked to throw more magic and ritual into everything than they had to.      Besides, he reminded himself, he was here to do more than just shoot some wailing ghosts. ‘Miss Iatari’ was a subject of sorts, a heard-about prospect for a particular problem, even if she didn’t realize it yet.

     It was not long before the light in his eyes faded and his lips pursed into a sober, straight line. He stole a quick glance at the sky; they had delicate hours to work with, for by daylight they’d lose their chance and would have to make another attempt the next moonrise. “You’re ready to start, right? I’d like to just get this over with.” His hands moved to the triggerless pistols on his hips as though he were eager to begin his hunt.

[syoseutopeo]

[  snap  ] sender  takes  a  photo  of  receiver  (  candid  or  posed  )

·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚   Nonverbal Prompts   ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙

     Photos were so common, done under the radar or the main focus of the event--everyone wanted pictures of the idol, the one they adored and he loved it. Photos lasted longer than a simple glance, an image put into record of his style and glamour. Nobody would forget him with the thousands of pictures of him swimming around phones and computers, weaved into the infinite web of the internet to be shared for decades. So, he always lived life like there was somebody waiting to capture his visage, a different color of lens to change his eye color, a new dye for a fresh color and always that smile.      All to have his image saved in history.

     So, the all too familiar sensation of eyes upon him, that tingle in the back of his skull as the snapshot is taken fails to go unnoticed--they always said he has a sixth sense when it came to knowing when somebody was taking his picture.       Trickster gives a smile, brilliant crimson eyes half-lidded as he turns to face the one about to snap the picture, “If you wanted a picture all you had to do is ask, darling, and I’ll give you my best side.” Though, to him every angle could be his best.

[moved-to-phxntomwulf]

@genesisoul​  Liked the Starter Call

“No need to thank me....Just wanted to help.” The man simply states, taking another sip of his coffee. His single eye shifting towards whoever was talking to him. He managed to catch her falling off the stairs earlier that day. He thought it was only obvious thing to do.

[advnterccs-archive]

@genesisoul​ liked for a starter

“Doesn’t it get annoying?” Rick asked, only slightly interested in the details. Mostly it came from curiosity of a scientific standpoint. “I-I mean, there’s no way it can be beneficial for you, it has to be leeching off of you somehow.” 

[brokenblueazure]

Sinful Thoughts :3c

Send me “Sinful Thoughts” + one of your muses and I’ll share a lewd scenario involving them.

@genesisoul / @genesisin

Just... taking a trip with her ending exactly as you imagine it? Having fun out in the forest, no need to come back as soon as possible, do they? Out there in the woods to do anything she needed would not hurt from having detours now, would he?

[steel-and-fire]

jumps up and hangs off his back. “let’s go over there.” she points at a ramen shop

Out of reflex, he grabs her instantly, and throws her away like a football.

"Oh. It's just you. The hell are you doing."

[hook-and-chains]

she gives the warden a quick kiss on his boney cheek. “Where have you been Thresh? I missed you.”

Feeling the sudden affection he tilts his head to the side carefully examining her. 

“I do believe you’ve gone mad without my presence...” He places a chaste touch against the bone of his cheek. “You surely know the answer to your question... my work is all the more prudent right now.” The touch is now placed underneath her chin as it delicately threatens to pierce the skin but never comes.

“Absence after all... makes a soul fonder, my dear.”

@genesisoul

[4senna]

starter for @genesisoul !

     Lucian watched with narrowed eyes as the contractor walked away, leaving the two to the Ionian market. He held the coinpurse— it was more of a sack, really —given to them as payment for cleansing the woods, and it was left up to them to divide the money between themselves. Of course, Lucian had no issue splitting the funds fairly, but before he even opened the bag to examine the money inside, he whirled to face Anilith with a quizzical expression.

     Zuse, he thought she'd called it— whatever that thing had been —was gone now, but his questions, perhaps bordering on accusations, were not.

     ' Anilith, the hell was all'a that? ' he asked. Of course, she'd made some effort to explain during the actual battle, but now that they could safely discuss the shadowy man which had quite literally sprung forth from her back, he wanted some information that was more concrete. ' Look, kid, I know I don't know you, but I sure as hell know when I been dealin' with a kid in over their head. I've seen a lot of things in my line'a work. Only creatures that look anythin' like that come from either the bad kind'o magic, or the Isles. '

[the-flocking-murder]

she doesn't know how to prank somebody so she stands behind a tree until she sees it get close to give it a good 'scare' by shouting "raaaawr" except it's not scary because she's small.

It was just waltzing along minding its own business when a little someone leaped from behind a tree. It stares for a moment. Then falls over with a creak and loud clatter to the floor. It wasn't scared. But it just lays there now without a sound like a sad domino.

[burnishcd]

@genesisoul​ !!

   There’s nothing that hurts him more than seeing the expression on people when they find out they’ve been awaken. Lio can’t blame them, however, it’s TERRIFYING at first.     Eyes filled with compassion, the blonde bends down, one hand placed upon the other’s shoulder, and the other offered for help to stand back up.        ❝Don’t worry-- No one have seen it. You’ll be okay.❞

[chronodriven]

What kind of cat would you like to get?

" The ones that flop to the side when you pick them up !! Ragdolls, I think. "