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[siixkiing]

“Hee, I actually have a special surprise for a certain someone...been trying for a while and looks like it’s finally a reality.”

[corruptedsilence]

@lokesroleplaymulti

Missi is staring at the other vampire. Inspecting him in some sense as her single eye looks up and down his figure before letting out a loud, almost annoyed, groan. " I swear to Lucfier's bleached asshole if any more sexy long haired blonde vampires show up at my doorstep I'm going to lock my coffin shut for the next several years! "

Pinching her nose between two fingers she lets out a heavy sigh before stepping aside. " Well come on, daylight is approaching and I rather not have to sweep up ashes before knowing your name.

[opportunistic-chicanery]

@lokesroleplaymulti

"This place is better than Gollywood," the borg cackled as his convertible sped the streets of Hell. He pulled up along the edge of the curb and tossed his keys to a valet imp. As he got out of the vehicle, he felt something warm and squishy under his feet.

Hacker gagged and leapt up as he realized he'd trod on something. "Is the sanitation department on strike?" he cried. He guesssd the dead didn't have much need for cleanliness. He grumbled a bit to himself before scraping whatever it was off on the edge of the curb and heading inside.

He'd always loved the glamour of ritzy nightclubs and Hell seemed to have an ample supply of such. The grand chandelier that greeted him at the entrance sparkling like moonlight as he walked under it towards the main dining room. Although he wasn't a native, the variety in Hell's denizens made him quite at home.

"I should have taken ol’ Luci up on his invite sooner."

[guideoftime]

▴ — @lokesroleplaymulti / Ravio.

——— Sheik had absolutely no idea where he was. 

The scene around him was like something out of a nightmare, or one of Impa’s books he read as a child. Sky as dark as a setting sun, purple and violent seeming. The earth around him felt dried up and decayed, tattered and ruined from lack of care. There was a cold chill too, one that seemed to be swallowing him up and shivering him to the very bones. He rolled his head to the side and looked at the trees, seeming like shells of themselves. Hollow on the inside, probably. 

He turned his head back around and raised his gaze toward the clouds, black and stretching across the endless sky. What did he last remember? Being in the Shadow Temple, the Sacred Realm. Something had attacked the remaining sages in there, ripped apart the place searching for the Triforce that was already safely hidden away in Hylia’s chosen. They hadn’t gotten it, they lashed out, and though the four of them fought back–well, it clearly hadn’t been enough. Still, this was not the Hyrule he remembered last seeing. Though torn apart, the world had never been so dark. 

Sheik pushed himself up off of the ground and drew his legs beneath himself, crouching on the ground as he tried to get a measure of his wounds. Nothing horrible, his body seems to have clotted anything that was bleeding. Though sore, he’d survive and anything terrible could be stitched when he figured out if he was safe or not. Standing up he looked behind him, spotted his harp and quickly collected the instrument. Still in one piece, no damage done. Tucking it against his chest he surveyed the area once more to see if he could judge where he was. 

Honestly–it felt like he was in the Lost Woods, near Kokiri Forest, if not in it. But he didn’t feel the presence of the Great Deku Tree or the Forest Temple. The sudden sound of a tree branch cracking behind him had Sheik spinning around, fingers resting over the strings of the harp, reading for an attack. His gaze settled on the person and though his fingers relaxed slightly, his body did not. 

— “Hero?”

[cardplays]

" You okay pal ? "

| From Yuma ! |

@forhope \ @puzzlesealed / @lokesroleplaymulti mentioned.

[ ☆ ] » A moment where he considered saying yes, of course! But Yuuma-han - poor Yuuma-han who weaved the very land in that smile, filled with promises of spring breeze never had crossed him... yet. "Mutou-han's not telling me things again." Grumbled underneath - breath.

"They're always doing that, Kaiba-han, Katsuya-han, they're always hiding things from me! I'm a world champion too - I deserve to be in the know!" But no. "Hogan-han said all this stuff about being able to trust your fellow duelists, but - Am I doing something wrong here?"

[flameandindifference]

@lokesroleplaymulti​

The smell of blood is thick. About three bodies worth, said bodies being strewn up and down every which way in the alley. 

Lucius simply stands there, uncaring of the warm liquid staining his clothes and dripping from his arms. Criminals should be more careful who they consider easy prey.

But that was fine... their souls and sins were delicious. 

Crick

Noise from above. Slowly, he turns his gaze upward, searching.

[angldsts]

@lokesroleplaymulti sent ❝ 📂📂📂 ❞ ↳ random headcanon meme ; accepting .

♡ he has an extremely sweet tooth . though angel is definitely somewhat picky in regards to the quality of what he eats , he does have a certain lean towards sweets and candy . his absolute favourite flavours are apple and cherry .

♡ loves soft textured items . he's a big fan of collecting blankets , throws and soft pillows . he's also been known to attempt to steal various soft items from the rooms of other residents at the hotel to add them to his own stash , and keeps a collection of soft items in his dressing room at the studios and at val's place .

♡ the room that he's in here isn't his room , it's a set in the studios that he uses for various kinds of things like smaller films , camming and the occasional client meetups . it is also used to take promotional images .

[hxzelwallflower]

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( 🌻 ) - :: I'll be honest, I get nervous trying to talk or interact with you sometimes. Part of that has to do with most of your muses being from series I don't watch, but it doesn't mean I'm interested in some. I WILL, however, hold your LMK muses with such love because they're what led me to your account. I know things have been hard for you lately, and I hope the new year makes a better turn for you. Mentally, and physically as well!

[the-smallest-star]

"If ya needin' somebody to get rid o' ya vermin problem, bud. Just say the word."

"ITS-... its fine. I'm calmer."

[feralidiotdomicile]

"Best thing about humans is that we never give up. Just watch, I'll beat it into your head!"

Independent 18+ Miniature Multimuse RP/Ask blog for a handful of characters from a few different media, including (but not entirely limited to) --

Nero Sparda from Devil May Cry

Bakugou Katsuki from My Hero Academia

Erik from Dragon Quest XI

Uchiha Sasuke from Naruto

Trevor Belmont from Castlevania

WARNING: This is an 18+ blog due to the fact that characters will have swearing and vulgarity and this blog will include dark topics. If you are a minor or do not like dark topics, leave now.

Blog is somewhat of a work in progress (mainly because it takes me forever to get to pages and whatnot).

Note: Most of my icons with borders and images on my theme are commissions I had for other blogs that I'm reusing, most of which were done by Loke, @lokesroleplaymulti. If you want to believe the shit revolving around her, fine, but if you do, hard block me. The ones harassing her are bullies with no life and I don't want to be associated with their bullshit.

If you have no problem with that, welcome to my blog and I look forward to RPing with you!

[siixkiing]

📜 [tang & wukong]

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[guideoftime]

▴ — @lokesroleplaymulti / Link (Hero of the Wild) ↳ Sage of Shadows.

   The Shrine of Resurrection was a very interesting place to study, deeply rooted in Sheikah tech and magic. The shrine was also the current resting place of the Hero, the one who had fallen in battle and dragged there by the Sheikah and the Princess. They rotated quite a bit, but Sheik was the main guard that waited outside the shrine for the destined day when the Hero would finally wake and save Hyrule. 

   He was often bored here. 

   Being the best fighter in the Sheikah Tribe, a Tribe of people that craved to the fears of Hyrule and threw away all their birthrights–he was the only reliable one left to watch the Shrine of Resurrection and not get gutted by a Bokoblin that wandered the Great Plateau. That was what his Grandmother said anyway, and Sheik was not one to deny Impa what she wanted. Not when a lot of it was just her worrying for her people and fearful of what was going to happen to some softer Sheikah stationed outside. Or what might happen to the Hero resting within. Sheik had investigated the Shrine once, and found the door tightly sealed and locked. 

   Could he get his way in? He had no idea, and he hadn’t really tried. As interested as he was in the place, without a Sheikah Slate, it was all but a useless effort. The only known working one was with the Hero, and the rest were in the Castle or in pieces at Purah’s. His other Aunt was not someone he visited willingly. 

   He had a book in his hands today, reading through it casually. He’d had a nightmare the day before, when sleeping in a tree near the shrine, and his mind was anxious with the thoughts of it. The book he was reading told one of the stories of a Hero long past, Impa had loaned it to him and she’d gotten it from the Royal library. Just once he’d love to step foot in there and see well of information it stored. As he turned a page in the book he heard a sound from the shrine, like a crumbling wall, and snapped the book quickly shut. 

   As he stood to his feet, he spun and looked down inside, his blood red eyes connecting with a very bright pair of blue ones. 

   He actually woke up? 

   “"I've been waiting for you, Hero.”

[siixkiing]

❛ they say you’re dangerous, but you’re my safe. ❜ [tang @ wukong]

☯  &. 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐬  ☯

“And you’re mine.”

The urge to argue was there, to tell the scholar that what was said about him — that he was dangerous, especially to be around — that it was true. Blaring loudly in his head. Along with other thoughts and feelings that swirled like a toxic miasma. Ones he had struggled with for so long, convincing himself they were all true and that others had been right about him.

Yet, a selfish part of him ignored those thoughts and feelings. Didn’t let them fester any longer as he nestled under his beloved’s chin, a gentle purr emitting from the golden simian. Tang’s presence always seeming to chase those awful feelings away and bring him so much peace. A tranquility that he long thought had passed. That he would never have again.

Than this man entered his life and it just, it all clicked into place. He couldn’t remember a time that he had been this happy and content with his life, it had been so long. One claw resting against the arm wrapped around his shoulder’s as the other rested against his beloved’s hand that was pressed to his stomach. It would still be a while before he’d be showing — not that he couldn’t pass it off as him getting a bit chubby. Some might buy that.

“我真的很爱你 — “

“ — 永永远远.”

Placing a gentle kiss against Tang’s jawline as he nestled closer to him. Just wanting to be close to his beloved mate in the moment and enjoy the peace.

[siixkiing]

Send ’ 🎉 ’ to kiss my muse at midnight on New Years Eve: ShadowPeach - Lumen/Wukong (@lokesroleplaymulti​)

It felt like it had been forever since the last time he had been in this situation, sitting side-by-side with the other simian — their favorite spot even after so much centuries had past. Never thinking he’d be here once more. Felt almost like a dream to him that he’d wake up from any minute now and find himself alone. The only indication that kept him grounded to reality was the golden simian’s tail firmly but gently coiled around his own, squeezing every so often in the moment. Content sigh escaping him.

Not much had changed either — Lumen excitement over the celebration commencing as the midnight hour approached. After all, it meant that he’d get to see one of his favorite things in the world. Fireworks. That fascination having never seemed to have faded even after all this time — remembering the first time his best friend had dragged him to a spot to watch as a neighboring village close to the mountains set off a display of them. The excitement and pure wonderment that had spread across his features in that moment was one he would always remember.

Brought back to present as his companion began the countdown, voice always commanding presence with reverberating sound. A soft chuckle escapes the shadowy simian as he shakes his head in amusement. Somethings really never change as he joins Lumen in the countdown — voice softer than the other’s as he does. While the enchanted earplugs had helped lessen the noise that didn’t mean he was throwing caution to the wind like that. There was enough noise anyway and the other simian was loud enough for both them anyway.

“3...2...1...”

“HAPPY NEW YEA — ?!”

His cheer cut short, getting grabbed in the moment and pulled towards his mate — feeling lips pressed against his in a heated fashion the next moment. A startled noise leaving in a soft gasp, which allowed the other to deepen the contact. Doing his best to stop further noises from spilling. Dammit, leave it to Lumen to decide to surprise him like this — not that he was complaining in the moment much, his arms encircling around the other’s shoulders to draw him closer. Pressing into the kiss with equal passion on his end. His tail further tangling into it’s golden partner.

Moments passing before they reluctantly part, his arms remaining secure around the other’s shoulders. Finding himself practically sitting now in his golden mate’s lap as a smirk forms across his lips followed by a bemused chuckle. Claws twirling into the Monkey King’s locks of hair, mindlessly playing with the strands in a delicate manner.

“ — well, that is certainly ONE way to greet the New Year.”

Placing a soft kiss between the other’s brows before letting his forehead rest against his, just enjoying the moment now. Fireworks ringing out behind them and singing out into the night sky. Purring rumbling to life in his chest and just soaking it all in — already greatly enjoying the New Year.

“Happy New Years, Peaches~“

[siixkiing]

Send ’ 🎉 ’ to kiss my muse at midnight on New Years Eve: PeachTea - Tang (@lokesroleplaymulti​)

New Years often meant New Beginnings for all, a celebration to a clean start and a hope for a better year to come for many. With luck and happiness being sought after and celebrate in kind. Counting down to midnight — a tradition more seen to those of Western origin — was fun and exciting to say the least.

“1...2...3...”

“ — HAPPY NEW YEARS!!”

The golden simian’s voice rang out in cheerful glee, drown out slightly by the fireworks display going off as the midnight hour came. His voice joining those of his dearest friends that also shouted out the same sentiment as the noise rang out through the Noodle Shop, all happily greeting the New Years together. Course, this wouldn’t be the end of the celebration. Far from it in fact — there would be more to come soon.

Caught up in the excitement, it took him by surprise when he suddenly felt lithe hands grab his waist and guide him close to an all too familiar figure. His dearest scholar — his beloved mate and father to the cub he was currently carrying. Not having much time to question the other before he felt soft lips press into his own and being dipped ever so delicately over in the other’s arms. A soft noise escaping him in the moment, his tail reaching out to gently wrap around the other’s waist and pull him that much more flushed against him. His arms finding Tang’s shoulders as he wrapped them securely around them as he pressed into the kiss now.

Time passing by slowly as the world seemed to fade into the background as they shared the New Years with a kiss. Passionate and loving. Slowly pulling away after what seemed like forever, a tender smile gracing his features now — a soft flush dusting his cheeks and ears, only slightly embarrassed by the public display. He hoped the others were too caught up in the merriment to have noticed them smooching.

“Hee — “

“ — Happy New Years, Tang.”

Pressing his forehead against the other’s now, a soft purr emitting from the golden simian. There was still much the future held — many mysterious and many obstacles for sure, none of which they could foretell — but in that moment none of that seemed to matter. He would face whatever came their way, with his beloved scholar by his side all of it didn’t seem as frightening or impossible with him there.