#ic.butthatsjustatheory

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Quietly doing their test while watching the chaos of Rokudo... flirting??? with Gokudera??? Yeah we're not gonna question that, back to the test.

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A starter for @whiskeysmulti.

A door handle rattled, on one side it was a bedroom door, and on the other it was to a dead end closet. Waltzing through, inky hair pinned under bulky headphones appeared first. The figure twirled, eyes closed and headphones blaring loud music, with wires tangled around their body. The door was closed behind them, a tennis shoe covered foot clicking it closed. On their left arm appeared to be a ribbon like birthmark, and in that hand was a thermos cup with the distinct smell of freshly brewed coffee wafting from them. In their other hand was a box of chocolate pocky candy, the box open but the bag inside untouched. The intruder's eyes were still closed, their head freely bouncing to the music that could be heard despite being in headphones. They surely were trying to deafen themself. If Shoichi listened hard enough the lyrics could be made out...

"Damn, I look good with these pomegranate lips ('cause I don't give a shit, no)"

King mouthed the lyrics to the song, stopping their forward walk to take two steps to the side and then twirl, two steps back and then keep walking forward for a few more steps. They appeared to be dancing a silly little dance to the music, footwork moving with purpose and dancing back and forth in a predetermined space. The song continued to blare in their ears, and then they stopped at a specific point and shifted their arms and shoulders, footwork stilling to dance out the rhythm with their upper body, shifting their backpack off their shoulders and placing it down on the ground. They had a sleep mask hanging on their neck, and their clothing was casual as though they were headed somewhere to relax and take a nap. After setting the backpack down on the ground, King turned with a distinct motion as if to sit somewhere. Unfortunately, the seat they thought existed, did not. They fell, and immediately hit the ground, headphones falling slack off their head and down to their neck. Coffee thermos clattered, and spun around wildly, but didn't spill anything from inside its closed container, the pocky box falling beside King's hip. Black eyelashes fluttered open in surprise, and blue eyes wildly looked around.

"What? Where am I? Oh fuck-"

Blue eyes settled on the only other figure in the room and they looked extremely alarmed about this turn of events, as if he was the one invading their room, and not them invading his.

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"Sometimes it's best to stay in your own lane... But not right now- I'm nosy."

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@queenharumiura asked:

Ship chances + Kurapika ((ooc: ignore me being nebby eue ))

I'm gonna also go ahead and tag the person I think this is for. x'D @skarletchains

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King stared at the letters, disbelief on their face.

"We've barely spoken?"

And you were incredibly flirty. Who would've guessed that outsiders watching might be a little curious.

"Ah... Well. I think he has an amazing story. A strong attitude. When he was much younger he acted like he had a stick up his ass, but as he's grown older and been around more people, he's changed. ... My only concern is if I would say something wrong. He's a good person with strong morals. And I've got a moral compass with a spinning needle. Pretty sure I'm a good person.. but. Well."

That's enough of that nonsense. You're a good person for the most part, it's very seldom that you'd ever be classified as evil, and that's usually not your fault in the end. As for you two together, I think it'd be very cute. Incredibly difficult, possibly heartbreaking, but cute! And that's what two edgy people like you both need. Some sparkle and joy in your lives. Of course- you need to become friends first. So... Do that! To ship it, I'd need lots of communication, and so much plotting. But it's entirely on the table. Also! Thanks for sending this in!

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Plotted starter for @queenharumiura.

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King was... not having a good day. To explain, let's go back about... Twenty minutes prior. They had just gotten up for the day, lazy afternoon mornings were their favorite. They had gotten up, nuzzled and cuddled each of their cats, waved to Adriel as he was already up and watering his plants while he visited Japan... They even managed to blend up a smoothie drink! Cold fruits, specifically blueberries and raspberries, blended with cut up kale, and mixed with pomegranate juice and syrup, finished with the slightest bit of ice. The morning was truly a great morning. They picked up their bag, aiming to clean their sword this morning while enjoying a smoothie. Turning on their stereo, and having My Type by Saint Motel blaring out as they twirled to sit down in the living room, drink in hand. Only to feel their arm tug and immediately everything went silent. Almost reluctantly King looked up and was greeted with the unfortunate situation that they were no longer in their living room about to sit on the couch, but instead in the middle of a rather... sketchy looking meeting poised over an empty chair with someone behind it.

"[Shit- fuck]." The words came out in English first, habitual of hearing their mother swearing angrily in private over difficult to secure deals. This was... also quite the pickle. Quickly they switched over to Japanese. "Now, hold on gentlemen. I mean no harm-"

Someone shouted Spy! and King threw their drink, glass and all, at that person's face, clocking them clear in their nose, center face. Nervous hands gripped their backpack and they quickly stood from their half seated position. Feet bolted for the nearest door they could find, barrelling past and ducking around the now obviously enemies.

Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. Could this get any worse? Wait, no. I take that back. It really really can't, nope, not at all. Not gonna doom myself! Let's just pretend I didn't just jinx myself with that!

King shoved past more doors, swinging them wide open, looking for any door that led directly outside. They were not dressed for this area, still in house slippers and in loose pajama pants with a tank top on, their clothes were not black suit attire that everyone else seemed to have on. So with every door, a new cluster would join those chasing them. Someone shouted something about mafiosa in Italian and another shouted famiglia in Italian, but they were still speaking primarily Japanese to each other? King was quickly figuring out where they had ended up. But what timeline? Past? Future? A fixed timeline, or a doomed one? They couldn't tell, and they really really didn't care right then, what mattered was getting outside. Their shoes kept getting caught and slipping, so they had to take off their shoes just to get the right traction on the ground. They burst out of the building and continued on a fast track running away. Bare feet hitting concrete hard, and house slippers dangling in their left hand. Their right hand reached for the steel baton tied to their backpack, their enemies hadn't used lethal force yet, so slicing them with a sword felt a bit excessive... While running, they were not looking forward, but instead glancing backwards repeatedly, trying to escape the shouting mafia men behind them.

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[@vanaglorie from x.]

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Heat crept up on their face, betraying themselves with such an admission. King would never admit it with any real sense of honesty, but the way the sunlight bounced across his fluffy hair relaxed them. The way he'd needle at their insecurities, and bicker and banter with them, soothed King's mind from every other stress to zero in on just him. So when he left (like he had just been trying to do), they were left with all the straying thoughts of their mind.

They stood up from the stool they sat at and walked over to the broad windowpane of glass in the room. Staring out at the city, for a moment, they let their mind wander away from him, but the distractions started to swirl into their vision again and King audibly huffed, focusing back in eyes flickering to the reflection of the powerful man that stood cheekily behind them.

"You enjoyed that too much..."

King looked at him from the reflection in the glass. Her hand reached up and brushed her hair further into her face, hiding her red-faced embarrassed expression. When blushing, King felt like little tiny ants were dancing across her cheeks and everywhere that was red on her pale complexion. She turned to face him, crossing her arms.

"I won't apologize for earlier. You deserved that and you know it. ... But fine, I'll move on from that."

King made it sound like she was doing him a favor by not continuing to be mad at him, but she was the one that begged him to stay in the first place. Such a fickle person she was. Biting her tongue from being mad because of the yawning chasm of her mind that could, and likely would, swallow her whole if he left.

"So. Back to our discussion. I believe I was beginning to tell you about why I'm familiar with... this."

King made a vague hand gesture, a zigzag waving motion, starting to his left, zeroing in on him, and swaying back to the right of him with her hand. The vague waving was just to mean him and his surroundings, nothing too much more complex than that.

"It's because it's similarly related to me too. Or rather... Specifically my bloodline."

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@queenharumiura asked:

Quick think! + Gokudera

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"Childhood."

The taste of strawberry candy and lemonade soda pop. Gokudera's name immediately took King back to a time when they were young and things were a smidge simpler. Of course, there were further ideals towards him, and more that they could elaborate on- but the request was for the first thing that immediately popped to mind.

"I can explain, but you'd have to ask~"

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Can your muse fight god?

"Huh... yeah, I saw that coming."

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@heavens-sin asked:

How many shots would it take for you to sleep with fem Doffy ? ♡

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King perked up at the now legitimate question and grinned, shrugging. Mulling over the thought for a considerable amount of time.

"I assume we would be busy instead of sleeping so..."

King grinned a little and tapped the table in front of herself. On one hand, it'd be a great chance to flatter her if she said 0, but King knew better than to flatter her too much. Well- Maybe... It wouldn't be terrible to flatter her a little.

"Only 3, first one for taste, second two are for fun. And I hate drinking alone, so I do hope she'll join me."

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@skarletchains asked:

1. for one muse to wake up after sustaining an injury and find the other at the side of their bed

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Everything felt heavy, tiredness deep in their bones... Their shoulder and hip ached. Why did it ache? Oh... Right. She got hurt. Uninjured hand lifted groggily, rubbing at her own face as she slowly opened her eyes, observing the blanket over her body. ... Why was she in a bed? ... Nervous, King's hands felt to her neck, it was missing... Her neck, it was bandaged, but her choker was missing. Frown lines furrowed her forehead, eyebrows bunching. They took her necklace... Why? Ah... They probably thought her wound was fresh... This happened often with hospitals... Wait. Who brought her here? Tired blue eyes swiveled from one side of the bed to the other, finally landing on someone in the room. It was Kurapika?

"... Thank you. Give me time and I'll repay you for this. ... Though, if you wouldn't mind doing me a favor and finding my necklace that they took? These bandages aren't exactly my style."

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@queenharumiura asked:

Oho ship chances + Gokudera? ((Ooc: I'm nosey, sue me))

I'm gonna also go ahead and tag the person I think this is for. x'D @whiskeysmulti

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King chokes on the cookie they're eating, coughing and trying to recover. OH ho! A weakness has been spotted! Thank you, Neo! Ship chances with Gokudera Hayato! How do you feel about it, King? Struggling to sip their drink now and not perish from the cookie.

"I'm thinking that you need to leave me be before I die!"

That's no fun, come on..! Tell the audience what they want to hear.

"... I wouldn't be opposed."

Come on now!

"FINE. I might actualy have a long time crush on him or something. Stars above, is that what you wanted to hear??"

Bing bing biiing. Thank you for being honest, that's the task of this meme anyway~ As for me- I am open to rping it with the Gokudera mun in question, as long as we continue to have good communication and we both vibe with the idea of shipping them that way. Of course, I'm also enjoying the will they won't they dynamic~ So no pressure! But I do think that they have good chemistry. It's just too early in the immediate timeline. It'd be better for them to work out as friends first. Even if I am interested in it. ^.^

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@queenharumiura asked:

Quick think! + Haru ((ooc: I'm a curious nebby bean. What can I say))

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"Femininity."

King smiled gently and flipped the magazine's pages slowly as they spoke,

"She's often overlooked, but... I think she reminds me of how one might... be strong but still... I guess, exhibit the feminine strengths? A lot she does goes unnoticed, or disregarded as rough. Which is silly, but... Yeah. She reminds me of femininity."

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Dash is spicy tonight. Waow. Didn't think today was Sunday, but apparently it's spicy anyway.

"Kinda wanna bother Sasagawa-san about that too, now that it's been brought up~"

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@queenharumiura asked:

"Cuddle Bug" ((OOC: I assert even friends can cuddle, mhm mhm))

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King felt laughter bubbling in their throat. Forcing themself to stay still was a harder task than anticipated. Haru was a bit wiggly when adjusting to snuggle, but King had invited her to come cuddle under the blanket together while King read their book. Citing "It's just more comfortable and cozy." and lifting the blanket for the brunette. Unfortunately- King was a bit ticklish, and all the wiggling and adjusting of Haru in her attempt to get perfectly cozy had King nearly giggling in a fit. Hold it in, hold it in..! Finally, Haru had settled down, and King reached over with their longer arms, grabbing the drinks and snacks, moving them closer for Haru.

"There we go, nice and cozy, just as I said it'd be. Do you want me to read aloud to you? Or would you rather read your own book?"

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@whiskeysmulti asked:

"So what is your fighting style anyway?" Gokudera asked. (from my inbox call!)

King twirled in the chair, legs parted and hands planted between them on the cushioned fabric. It was a spinning stool, like an office chair with no back on it. They considered how much to answer, humming for a moment before finally replying, while still spinning... So their voice was wobbly sounding.

"Mmm... I prefer ranged. But it's easier to carry around my sword than it is to carry my bow and a quiver and arrows. That issue accompanied with the fact that most conflicts I end up in are already within melee range... Just means it's easier to carry a sword. Though, mom did teach me boxing so I can handle myself hand to hand as well. I'm never defenseless... Why? You plan on training with me?"

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@whiskeysmulti asked:

Gokudera walked over, feline in hand and hissing at him. Uri was driving him crazy about seeing King again and now he had to find them or the cat wouldn't let him relax. Plopping the furball down he turned to King, "She wanted to see you." (from my inbox call)

King heard and saw the hissing. A spiky orange and crimson red across their vision before Gokudera managed to actually approach. The spicy box animal was offered by being plopped down near King and it was like king's entire attitude changed from relaxed to excited.

"Oh did she? Sweet girl missed me, mm?"

King wished they could summon their flames already, surely they had some. But they weren't entirely certain what kind, so asking for advice on it might be too troublesome. Plus they'd have to explain how they know about them.

"Well luckily for her I've got some treats for such a cute kitty. She can have churus, right? This one's blended fish and simple fish broth."

King waved the little tube to Gokudera so he could see it. When the box animal grew interested they smiled and leaned down, opening the resealable, obviously homemade, cat treat in a tube. Feeding the feline King seemed to relax further. Feeding Uri and gently reaching out to pet the cat, King began to speak.

"I seem to miss my cats more than I realized. Maybe I should make a trip home sometime... But I'm glad I could help you with Uri today. Cats can get cranky if they miss someone or if they're hungry. They're like people in that way."

A pause of conversation and King spoke again, a smile on their lips. Here comes the tease.

"Did you want to see me too?"