#paramythas

[frost-eyed-autumn]

Chuuya couldn't help but furrow a brow a little at her little display, frown subtly deepening, and there's that moment of hesitation again -- because her 'guess' is a little too on-the-nose, and a part of him has a real hard time believing that to only be coincidence.

He tries to ignore it, for now. He has his ways of figuring things out even if she tries to make a point not to answer him about her own peculiarities.

His eyes close again as he takes a fork and his steak knife to start cutting a corner off of his steak.

"Not that it really needs explaining, but I'm sure you know already that the world is filled with all kinds of different Abilities and all of them are unique, and there's not any real limits on exactly what an Ability can do, as you saw. You have Abilities like creating illusions or summoning up objects, turning one's own blood into a weapon, freezing the air... one guy who's Ability is-- ...well, his real Ability should be being an annoying jackass."

He almost mentions Dazai's Ability, but he rethinks that, considering what her Ability is. She can preach all day about being on his side because it benefits her. When he stops being useful, he doesn't need to let her know there's an Ability out there that can render his Ability inert. That's dangerous knowledge to give.

Much as he and Dazai have their differences, there's some things Chuuya can still trust him with. Not using No Longer Human to fuck him over when it really matters and put his life in danger is one of those few lines that even that bastard doesn't cross with him.

Neo? He doesn't trust her that far. Not really.

"I knew someone once whose Ability detected another person's killing intent. Another could liquify all solid mass within his field of vision. And another who could turn human lives into gem stones equivalent to the presumed value of their remaining life. Among Ability users, my healing isn't really all that unheard of either. There's one person who can almost bring people back from the dead," he shoves a piece of meat into his cheek and chews on it, keeping his eyes closed as he talks. "--and another person in this city we've fought with before who's had whole limbs sliced off who just regrows them almost instantly, like some kind of weird fucking lizard."

And somehow, it only stands to reason that that tiger brat is Dazai's newest favorite protege after he ditched Akutagawa. Like master, like student. They're both damn cockroaches that are hard to actually kill.

"Although I'm sure you already know a lot of this, all this to say, there are a few rules Abilities do follow though. For one, Abilities only occur in humans. There's never been a recorded case of either animals or plants having them. Secondly, even though some Abilities are far more powerful than others, under all normal circumstances, every Ability has limits to how strong they can be. There's no single Ability so powerful that it could blow up the world, for instance. That said, with so many different Abilities in the world and such a broad range of uniqueness, every so often, there's this phenomenon that occurs. Let's say hypothetically that two Ability users meet. One has the Ability to always determine the truth without fail, while another has the Ability to always successfully lie without anyone knowing. You can probably make a few educated guesses about the different ways that could go. In most cases, Abilities like these meeting might cancel each other out completely, but in some cases, they might also interact in unforeseen ways, such as strengthening each other beyond what they're capable of on their own. In the very rarest of cases, certain Abilities might clash and have an observable impact on disrupting reality and physical space itself, like a bad chemical reaction. These contradictions are known as Singularities."

𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐄𝐎𝐏𝐋𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐑 'due deference' has always been a shortcoming of hers. She never liked doing it with her father, she never liked doing it with Lady Beat, and she certainly loathed that it was expected for not only Salem, but Cinder by proxy. (As. If.) Here and now, while she has respect for Chuuya as her contractor, she isn't someone who he's actually the boss of. In her eyes, they're meant to be equals, and so it's no issue for her to treat him like one. Especially when he's being a pernicious, presumptuous little brat.

(Whether or not Chuuya agrees with her assessment seems to be of little consequence.)

At least it seems her point is made, and Neo watches him from behind the hands she's laced together in front of her face. Her expression is calm and a touch wary, but not antagonistic. Her mind, however, is racing- because she doesn't quite trust how easily he seemed to come around. Oh, she knows she made her point- and made it well at that- but if she's learned anything it's that Chuuya is, unfortunately, an incredibly stubborn person who doesn't like giving anyone an inch.

Still, there's no reason to push further- even if her hackles are still raised, and so resigns herself to an awkward rest of their meal. Which is why, when he stops to ask her something as she's midway through a mouthful of pasta, she lifts her head and narrows her eyes curiously.

Singularity?

While she doubts he means math or physics, she nonetheless opens one palm and brings to life what she imagines a black hole to look like. Swirling and dark and tinged faintly crimson with the effects of gravitational redshift.

Casting a look from that to him, the inclination of her head combined with the shrug of her shoulders attempts to convey:

Not unless you mean something like this.

[guhamun]

@paramythas said (inbox):

It's quiet in the living room, which is the first sign that Valentin is up to something. When clawed hands slip from beneath the shadows of the coffee table and onto Neuvillette's knees, what that 'something' is swiftly becomes apparent. Fingertips dragging slowly up slender legs, a pale cheek settles atop one, head canted to peer up at him from the corner of one shimmering violet-gold eye. The searching touch of his hands pauses at different junctures- one high on a thigh, the other curved, heavy and marble-cool, at the dip of his waist. "Iubit, you have been staring at your work without progress for nearly an hour. You are already distracted from it," this is the excuse he makes as the hand at his waist rubs gently, a slow, barely-there glide up and down. "Shall I help clear your head a bit?" The gaze that had been fixed on his face flickers briefly downward as lips part, tongue heavy across sharp teeth. "It has taken you this long already... a little longer will not hurt, hmmm?"

IT WAS EASY ENOUGH to know that Vali was nearby. He held a very specific ‘presence’ that you had to have sharp senses to notice, but Neuvillette didn’t so much as give the other a glance. He merely acknowledged that they were there as was usually the case when his mind was glued on a specific task. Considering how quiet it was, no doubt the Strigoi would soon sprawl across his lap like some feline, attempting to drag his attention to them rather than the documents that still needed to be looked over and deciphered. A case was approaching, and there was so much evidence, eye witness accounts, so on and so forth, that needed to be examined until a full picture was given. What Neuvillette assumed would happen, and what did happen, were not the same thing. Rather than fall into their usual patterns of behavior, this was much more…distracting. The touch to his thighs had him tensing, a small, and sharp inhale given as bright eyes shifted away from what he had been reading, to linger upon the only other culprit. Everything about what they were doing was so purposeful.

     Honestly…

     The look they gave him, golden eyes gleaming and voice akin to a purr, would have ensnared anyone else. They might have mulled over what was said, torn between what pleasure it was clear that Vali would offer, or the droll task in front of them. It was easy enough to know which one most would choose. Neuvillette, though, was not most. Despite this not being his office (blessedly Vali came to realize that he would always constantly say no to their flirtations in a place of work), he was still ‘on the clock’, so to speak. There would be no seducing him away from the task before him until he finished everything he needed. ❝An open window and a cup of tea would do wonders for clearing my head, I believe. If you could do these things for me, I would be quite appreciative.❞ Reaching down, he stroked Vali’s hair, a small smile lingering upon his lips. ❝Can you do this, Valentin? It would do wonders for me.❞

[niightravcns]

@paramythas asked:

✿ doriyuu obviously, but also dorian & yuzuki or dorian & riddle or whoever else u wanna yeet together-

PRE-ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP MEME 0.2

( *cracks knuckles and cackles maniacally* )

First thing first, Dorian x Yuu my beloveds

FRIENDSHIP.     childhood friends  /  work buddies or coworkers  /  family friends  /  friends with benefits  /  smoking buddies  /  adventure buddies  /  fake friends  /  recently friends  /  party buddies  /  friendship of need  /  dying friendship  /  circumstantial friendship  /  partners in crime  /  old friendship  /  [ your muse ] is the good influence  /  [ your muse ] is the bad influence  /  [ my muse ] is the good influence  /  [ my muse ] is the bad influence  /  opposites attract  /  ride or die  /  frenemies  /  roommates or flatmates  /  penpals  /  exes to friends  /  enemies to friends  /  other

ROMANCE.     childhood sweethearts  /  [ your muse is mines ] childhood crush  /  [ my muse is yours ] childhood crush  /  exes  /  exes to lovers  /  forbidden lovers  /  highschool sweethearts  /  secret relationship  /  opposites attract  /  long distance  /  unrequited [ from your muses side ]  /  unrequited [ from my muses side ]  /  unrequited [ from both sides ]  /  skinny love  /  friends to lovers  /  enemies to lovers  /  spurious relationship  /  power couple  /  newly entered  /  soulmates [ metaphorical ]  /  soulmates  [ literal ]  /  awkward  /  turning toxic  /  toxic love  /  cheating [ on your muse ]  /  cheating [ with your muse ]  /  other 

FAMILIAL.     siblings [ half ]  /  siblings [ step ]  /  [ my muse ] is an older sibling figure to your younger sibling figure  /  [ my muse ] is a younger sibling figure to your older sibling figure muse  /  [ my muse ] is a parental figure to yours  /  [ my muse ] is a child figure to your muse  /  guardian figure  /  legal guardian  /  adoptive child  /  foster child  /  [ your muse ] is taken under mines wing  /  [ my muse ] is taken under yours wing  /  other

ANTAGONISTIC.     dangerous to each other  /  dangerous to others  /  unpredictable  /  rivals  /  petty  /  developing into sexual or romantic tension  /  based off family matters  /  based of off circumstance  /  based of professional matters  /  based off misunderstanding or lies  /  conflict of ideology  /  betrayal  /  hero - villain dynamic  /  enemies  /  fight club  /  friends turned enemies  /  lovers turned enemies  /  exes turned enemies  /  other 

( the rest is under the cut 👀 )

Dorian & Yuzuki

FRIENDSHIP.     childhood friends  /  work buddies or coworkers  /  family friends  /  friends with benefits  /  smoking buddies  /  adventure buddies  /  fake friends  /  recently friends  /  party buddies  /  friendship of need  /  dying friendship  /  circumstantial friendship  /  partners in crime  /  old friendship  /  [ your muse ] is the good influence  /  [ your muse ] is the bad influence  /  [ my muse ] is the good influence  /  [ my muse ] is the bad influence  /  opposites attract  /  ride or die  /  frenemies  /  roommates or flatmates  /  penpals  /  exes to friends  /  enemies to friends  /  other

ROMANCE.     childhood sweethearts  /  [ your muse is mines ] childhood crush  /  [ my muse is yours ] childhood crush  /  exes  /  exes to lovers  /  forbidden lovers  /  highschool sweethearts  /  secret relationship  /  opposites attract  /  long distance  /  unrequited [ from your muses side ]  /  unrequited [ from my muses side ]  /  unrequited [ from both sides ]  /  skinny love  /  friends to lovers  /  enemies to lovers  /  spurious relationship  /  power couple  /  newly entered  /  soulmates [ metaphorical ]  /  soulmates  [ literal ]  /  awkward  /  turning toxic  /  toxic love  /  cheating [ on your muse ]  /  cheating [ with your muse ]  /  other 

FAMILIAL.     siblings [ half ]  /  siblings [ step ]  /  [ my muse ] is an older sibling figure to your younger sibling figure  /  [ my muse ] is a younger sibling figure to your older sibling figure muse  /  [ my muse ] is a parental figure to yours  /  [ my muse ] is a child figure to your muse  /  guardian figure  /  legal guardian  /  adoptive child  /  foster child  /  [ your muse ] is taken under mines wing  /  [ my muse ] is taken under yours wing  /  other

ANTAGONISTIC.     dangerous to each other  /  dangerous to others  /  unpredictable  /  rivals  /  petty  /  developing into sexual or romantic tension  /  based off family matters  /  based of off circumstance  /  based of professional matters  /  based off misunderstanding or lies  /  conflict of ideology  /  betrayal  /  hero - villain dynamic  /  enemies  /  fight club  /  friends turned enemies  /  lovers turned enemies  /  exes turned enemies  /  other 

Dorian & Riddle

FRIENDSHIP.     childhood friends  /  work buddies or coworkers  /  family friends  /  friends with benefits  /  smoking buddies  /  adventure buddies  /  fake friends  /  recently friends  /  party buddies  /  friendship of need  /  dying friendship  /  circumstantial friendship  /  partners in crime  /  old friendship  /  [ your muse ] is the good influence  /  [ your muse ] is the bad influence  /  [ my muse ] is the good influence  /  [ my muse ] is the bad influence  /  opposites attract  /  ride or die  /  frenemies  /  roommates or flatmates  /  penpals  /  exes to friends  /  enemies to friends  /  other

ROMANCE.     childhood sweethearts  /  [ your muse is mines ] childhood crush  /  [ my muse is yours ] childhood crush  /  exes  /  exes to lovers  /  forbidden lovers  /  highschool sweethearts  /  secret relationship  /  opposites attract  /  long distance  /  unrequited [ from your muses side ]  /  unrequited [ from my muses side ]  /  unrequited [ from both sides ]  /  skinny love  /  friends to lovers  /  enemies to lovers  /  spurious relationship  /  power couple  /  newly entered  /  soulmates [ metaphorical ]  /  soulmates  [ literal ]  /  awkward  /  turning toxic  /  toxic love  /  cheating [ on your muse ]  /  cheating [ with your muse ]  /  other 

FAMILIAL.     siblings [ half ]  /  siblings [ step ]  /  [ my muse ] is an older sibling figure to your younger sibling figure  /  [ my muse ] is a younger sibling figure to your older sibling figure muse  /  [ my muse ] is a parental figure to yours  /  [ my muse ] is a child figure to your muse  /  guardian figure  /  legal guardian  /  adoptive child  /  foster child  /  [ your muse ] is taken under mines wing  /  [ my muse ] is taken under yours wing  /  other

ANTAGONISTIC.     dangerous to each other  /  dangerous to others  /  unpredictable  /  rivals  /  petty  /  developing into sexual or romantic tension  /  based off family matters  /  based of off circumstance  /  based of professional matters  /  based off misunderstanding or lies  /  conflict of ideology  /  betrayal  /  hero - villain dynamic  /  enemies  /  fight club  /  friends turned enemies  /  lovers turned enemies  /  exes turned enemies  /  other

Last but not least, Enola & Riddle 👀

FRIENDSHIP.     childhood friends  /  work buddies or coworkers  /  family friends  /  friends with benefits  /  smoking buddies  /  adventure buddies  /  fake friends  /  recently friends  /  party buddies  /  friendship of need  /  dying friendship  /  circumstantial friendship  /  partners in crime  /  old friendship  /  [ your muse ] is the good influence  /  [ your muse ] is the bad influence  /  [ my muse ] is the good influence  /  [ my muse ] is the bad influence  /  opposites attract  /  ride or die  /  frenemies  /  roommates or flatmates  /  penpals  /  exes to friends  /  enemies to friends  /  other

ROMANCE.     childhood sweethearts  /  [ your muse is mines ] childhood crush  /  [ my muse is yours ] childhood crush  /  exes  /  exes to lovers  /  forbidden lovers  /  highschool sweethearts  /  secret relationship  /  opposites attract  /  long distance  /  unrequited [ from your muses side ]  /  unrequited [ from my muses side ]  /  unrequited [ from both sides ]  /  skinny love  /  friends to lovers  /  enemies to lovers  /  spurious relationship  /  power couple  /  newly entered  /  soulmates [ metaphorical ]  /  soulmates  [ literal ]  /  awkward  /  turning toxic  /  toxic love  /  cheating [ on your muse ]  /  cheating [ with your muse ]  /  other 

FAMILIAL.     siblings [ half ]  /  siblings [ step ]  /  [ my muse ] is an older sibling figure to your younger sibling figure  /  [ my muse ] is a younger sibling figure to your older sibling figure muse  /  [ my muse ] is a parental figure to yours  /  [ my muse ] is a child figure to your muse  /  guardian figure  /  legal guardian  /  adoptive child  /  foster child  /  [ your muse ] is taken under mines wing  /  [ my muse ] is taken under yours wing  /  other

ANTAGONISTIC.     dangerous to each other  /  dangerous to others  /  unpredictable  /  rivals  /  petty  /  developing into sexual or romantic tension  /  based off family matters  /  based of off circumstance  /  based of professional matters  /  based off misunderstanding or lies  /  conflict of ideology  /  betrayal  /  hero - villain dynamic  /  enemies  /  fight club  /  friends turned enemies  /  lovers turned enemies  /  exes turned enemies  /  other

[ardenssolis]

@paramythas said (inbox):

Lancer, wordlessly, hands Ozymandias a plate with a jiggly, chocolate cat-shaped pudding nestled on it. Then, she steps back and waits —

AH? WHAT WAS THIS brilliant creation placed before him? The jiggly surface, the adorable features… Was this a cat in the shape of pudding? Such craftsmanship was to be admired, and so, when he slowly accepted that offering, he merely stared into those cute black eyes in thought. A second passed, a few more, perhaps even a minute or so before he snapped out of his thoughts and put his attention back on his present company. Clearing his throat, he stood a bit straighter, usual haughtiness back in place. ❝Have you come to grace me with a gift, Arturia? How pleasing to know that I was on your mind.❞ A smirk came to the corner of a lip, Ozymandias hoping to cover up that moment of awkward silence that had lingered a few moments ago but pretending it never happened.

[luxarrow]

Idrilla says it's THEIR turn with the Arbiter General, most beautiful man in the Alliance. THEIR turn door what though, is something they refuse to elaborate on.

There is a moment of silence that befalls the centaur-archer, as if considering THEIR words, as if captivated by The Beauty's … request.

However … 

“Have you not your own hunters? Knights, as you call them? You may request it, but I deny it. You cannot claim what is already mine.” 

[aventvrina]

@paramythas gambled

"This is hardly anything yet, Stoneheart." The air around them is dim and shimmering, waves of color seeming to shift from the man's every minute motion. Pressure mounts, builds- presses down on the blond man from all sides, like the coils of a serpent. Around him the air ripples, pressing in on him further- suffocating from within and without. Ikki's eyes- one a pale, springlike jade, the other brilliant and pale like the moon in the night sky- both glint at him from the gloaming distance, calculating and curious. "Are you really giving in already?" He doesn't want to believe he is; it'd be so disappointing, after all. Extending a beckoning hand, he smiles softly, even as the constricting air coalesces into pale serpents, winding around the smaller man's body, weighing him down. "You know it's not real," he murmurs, fingers curling, "so come on. Show me what that willpower of yours is really worth."

How traitorous is the mind that even in what should be an illusion, he suffers all the same. Light dances in unshapely colors yet it coils, constricts, it's hold so tight he feels the air leave his lungs but never returning. This isn't the first time he has had to deal with delusions, but it is the first where he's being tested for it. Aventurine has to wonder how many times he has to prove himself. If it's not to his people, it's to the IPC, if not to the IPC, to his enemies, if not to his enemies then to Ikki.

He all but collapses, breath strangled, heaving, fighting for any chance to get air. But nothing comes, his lungs spasm with his rib cage and he shudders as he tries to look at the source of the voice.

'You know it's not real.'

Opal and Jade stare back, were he with more cognitive strength perhaps he'd make a connection of the eyes to his higher ups. Always staring down, always seeing him squirm. But as it is now he must break the delusion if he wishes to survive. The problem is, he's not quite sure how to go about it. In the past, he had relied upon himself to survive the torture, but this was far worse to beat somehow. Breaking him without breaking, his body is whole but his mind tells him otherwise.

The light gains shape in snakes and it helps. Having a visible source makes it easier to attribute the pain at least, but this feels like failure. The actor's benevolence is all but a blow, a reminder that he's still lacking, as he always as. A reminder that even if he's destined for the rain, he's still but a human with mere luck. Stubborn and irrevocably weak.

'Show me what that willpower of yours is really worth'

He doesn't know what Ikki expects out of him when all he has ever known is how to survive instead of fight. But perhaps that's what he has to prove to him, that he'll fight for himself, even when he shouldn't. There's a stagger to his body as he slowly rises, the cold scaly feeling makes him shudder but it's becoming more bearable with each step he takes. Hands find support over Ikki's arms, a shaky hold as he glares at the man.

And for a brief moment there's a desire to kill, to have his hands reach the pale throat and have him taste the feeling of the coils tightness around his chest. It'd be so easy, the man is not even trying to stop him, all he has to do, is reach his hands.

The lack of air catches up to him, even if fictional, even if now all he can see are those mismatched eyes, amused, attentive, eager to see just what he will do; his grip loosens and he drops as he finally takes a full breath.

He survived, in the end, he still survived.

[frost-eyed-autumn]

♥ What's the WORST thing that has happened to you rp wise? ☀ What's your rp pet peeve?

the salty af munday meme

♥ What's the WORST thing that has happened to you rp wise?

{--Honestly its hard to settle on just one or two because I've had quite a lot of pretty shit-tastic RP experiences over the years, and being a group admin for several RP groups definitely increases that number of bad experiences by a LOT.

I guess on a more personal level, one of the top five happened in 2020 in my gaming roleplay guild. We had this one member who was kind of a low/mid-grade grandiose narcissist that just made things miserable for everyone for months. They tried to act all "chirpy" and "nice" but god they were such an insufferable asshole that we tolerated for way too long hoping they'd get better and they never did, and they wanted to be a group admin and I was dumb enough to tell them may-be I'd eventually let them be one if they improved their behavior first. But then that person recruited this aggressive lovebomber force-shipper and the two of them together was just the worst fucking combination. The narcissist managed to fake improvement for all of 2 weeks before they reverted back to their same old nasty behaviors, but this time with the lovebomber on their side who was mad I wasn't falling for their constant manipulations.

Anyway, long story short, I basically told the narcissist, "tough shit, you're never going to be an admin actually because your behavior is still garbage after like 6 months of chances", they instantly ragequit, the lovebomber ragequit, and a friend I had for almost 9 years who had been spending a lot of private time with both of them also quit and ended our friendship overnight because they thought there was something wrong with me for "not giving them enough chances" and for not wanting "free stuff" from the lovebomber constantly trying to buy my favor with unwanted and really intrusive "gifts" (this friend of mine was someone who, unfortunately, could be bought easily with a little bit of attention and free stuff. Perfect victim for a lovebombing asshole.)

I still ran my roleplay guild for about 3 years after that but that was definitely a turning point where I didn't enjoy it anywhere near as much and kind of stopped putting up with a lot of bullshit I used to be more complacent with.

After they left us, they joined a few other guilds and I heard through the grape-vine that they were still causing all the same problems for those other guilds as they caused for us, so I know it wasn't just an "us" issue they behaved that way towards lol.--}

☀ What's your rp pet peeve?

{--RP events and characters that do things that basically makes no sense and break suspension of disbelief.

Like events that happen or characters that do things that you look at and go "yeah right, as if that'd ever happen" but the writer expects you to just go along with it, usually because... they said so? Totally just kills it for me.

If something can't be reasonably explained or justified on a basis of sound logic that makes sense and is easy to follow, then I think people really need to go back to the drawing board with it. Call me a hard-ass for it but I hate things that don't follow logical consistency and if you expect me to just nod along with something I can easily poke 30 holes into how something actually doesn't work then its a quick way to turn me off from writing. My suspension of disbelief is already broken so it sucks all the enjoyment out of it.--}

[guhamun]

@paramythas said (inbox):

"Why not train the melusines to pass judgment?" Vali's voice comes from beneath the book he'd been using to shield his eyes while he dozed on one of Neuvillette's couches. He doesn't sound like he's joking as he swings upright, running long fingers through his mussed hair. "I mean, they're certainly clever enough, and not being human, they'd be much harder to bribe or corrupt..." Is he saying this because he thinks Neuvillette being the single judge in Fontaine is too much work for one person, no matter how divine? Of course– but he's sure Neuvillette understands as much without him needing to say so.

      ❝YOU KNOW IT IS not that simple.❞ Neuvillette didn’t need to look up from the document in his hand to know the intent behind this question. Vali, after all, had made it quite clear multiple times that he was displeased with the way things were done in Fontaine; sometimes in a subtle manner like now, and sometimes, not so subtle. ❝I want this country to no longer be reliant upon those like myself. Otherwise, humans have a tendency to become used to things, and in becoming used to things, they lose the ability to know how to stand on their own.❞ The Melusines did just fine without his interference, blending in seamlessly in time in a way that brought him great relief. However, their way of looking at the world around them differed from humans and was still a ‘work in progress’, so to speak. Rather than Fontanians throwing all their woes upon someone longer lived than themselves, he wanted them to fix this system that had become so reliant upon their Archon and the current Chief Justice: him.

      He would damn what Melusine he chose, shackle them to it for years beyond human lifespans, and those humans would expect much of them. Far too much. There was nothing crueler, he believed, than to snatch away their freedom. ❝No, it cannot be a Melusine that fills my seat when the time comes for me to finally take my leave. It must be a human.❞ And that would be the end of this discussion. The swiftness at which he sought to end it, to close whatever door had been partially ajar, made that much abundantly clear.

[puckish-rogue]

@paramythas [rie vc] honestly, they should just break up—

" Agreed! I think society as a whole would be a lot better. Less noisy too! "

[niightravcns]

@paramythas requested an Epic: The Musical starter! - ft. Dorian & Yuu

"Jump in the water and kiss me~"

[ardenssolis]

@paramythas said (inbox):

"Pharaoh mine," Arturia murmurs, her hand settling on the small of his back. "Come with me." Her head inclines toward the Rayshift room, green eyes bright with intent. "I have planned us an outing," she continues, voice soft enough only for his ears, "and I hope you will enjoy it well enough to indulge me for the evening."

THERE WAS NOT EVEN a hint of warning upon Arturia’s approach. She merely came to him, and placed her hand upon his lower back as if with intent to guide him. Ozymandias would have asked that question had it not been for her answering far quicker than he could so much as open his mouth to speak. Wait – did she say she had planned an outing for them? It took a moment for his brain to compute this information as if his fellow king had spoken in tongues. ❝That…❞ He trailed off, attempting to put his thoughts together into something at least with semblance of coherency, ❝I was not expecting this at all. For how long had you been thinking about this?❞ There hadn’t even been the slightest hint that Arturia had something in mind for them. But, then again, she could be an enigma even to him from time to time (but was that not why she fascinated him so?). Ozymandias had come to the conclusion that those who bore the sword, Excalibur, were just…like this in general.

     Glancing off to the side as if to see if anyone else was present, he shifted his gaze back to her, amusement present within that vibrant gold. ❝As if I could refuse. Chaldea has been a bit…dull as of late. Heading out and stretching my legs a little in a different environment would serve wonders for my mood. Lead the way, My King.❞ He wanted to see what it was that had Arturia so keen on temporarily taking her leave of this place.

[stygia-n]

What is their guilty pleasure?

What is their greatest fear or phobia? Is it rational or irrational?

character development q&a // closed

What is their guilty pleasure?

Idia's number one guilty pleasure is playing, and thoroughly enjoying, otome games. So what if his heart goes doki doki sometimes? Listen, the roleplaying and story aspects are very good in some of these games. It's all for the sake of immersion. And the plot. If the characters are mega-attractive, that's just a bonus, right? Who is he to deny himself the pleasures of games warming the icy depths of his heart? Obviously, he would rather die than ever admit this to anyone. Besides, life imitates art. Tropes may be cliche but some of his schoolmates really act like otoge protagonists, for better or for worse. Now, if only real life had reputation systems he could view from a menu whenever he wanted, that would be something.

What is their greatest fear or phobia? Is it rational or irrational?

Idia would argue that all of his fears are equally terrifying. Crowds, snide comments, that one wrong move he made in front of someone that will now keep replaying in his head every time he tries to go to bed, those are probably the ones people assume he's most afraid of, and they wouldn't be entirely wrong, but Idia knows that his deepest, darkest fear emerges in the dead of night when he has nothing but the hum of his PC and Ortho's charging station to accompany him. One day, he'll wake up and the four walls of his dorm room won't be there to greet him anymore. Instead of the Ignihyde uniform, he will don that of S.T.Y.X.'s. No one from NRC will remember him, nothing he did would have changed anything, and he will continue convincing himself that this world is too garbage for him to ever love it. Rational fear or not, as long as he has Ortho by his side... he'll be fine... he doesn't need anyone else...

[girlfox]

Have you ever written a canon muse that you first thought of ‘meh’ when they appeared in their canon show/movie/book? Is there any fandom you regret exploring? What’s something you find weird on here?

❛ 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓 , : a series of questions for the mun / the person behind the muse(s) .

have  you  ever  written  a  canon  muse  that  you  first  thought  of  ‘meh’  when  they  appeared  in  their  canon  show   /   movie   /   book?

i'm gonna be real . . . the last time i wrote a canon character besides ahri for any real amount of time was, uh, i don't even know how long ago anymore. so it's hard to recall, HAHA. these days it's difficult for me to latch onto a character unless i'm immediately going to bat for them, if there's ever a 'meh' feeling, it's probably not happening. getting me to diverge from ahri in the first place is hard enough as it is!

is  there  any  fandom  you  regret  exploring?

mmm maybe attack on titan? i mean, i wrote in it as historia reiss for maybe half a year or less waaaay before i wrote ahri. this was back in uh, late 2013? when the anime had just come out and i started the manga? like a lot of people, i had zero idea what sort of person the author was yet, and i never got very far into the manga. i don't know if i really regret it necessarily, but it's just like . . . an unfortunate dip into a not so great anime.

what’s  something  you  find  weird  on  here?

i've spoken about this with friends somewhat recently, actually, so i'll touch on it a bit here. but i find it kind of exclusive to tumblr the way getting a large following changes people in a weird way? it's something i've noticed over my years here, and while i've gotten up there in following in the past, sure, there's a certain height that some people reach that is a little weird. and it's not everyone! but the trend i've seen is with people who maybe get too territorial or controlling or anxious over numbers, or feeling overly threatened by duplicates, or lean too much on numbers as validation. i hope that makes sense? also not to shame duplicate anxiety because it's definitely a thing, and it's okay to dislike them or distance them for your own comfort, absolutely one hundred percent. but there have been people who just obsess over the level of anxiety it gives them, and it doesn't seem. healthy. on a site where duplicates are a natural part of being here. anyway that's my two cents!

[aventvrina]

✏️ for bronya-

Incorrect quotes! - still accepting

Aventurine: Are you tall enough to play basketball though? Bronya: Are you calling me short? Aventurine: I'm calling you vertically challenged.

[frost-eyed-autumn]

His eyes snap to her for a moment, and he's already moving backwards from the teapot again when she suddenly moves forward, not quite fast enough.

But it's not the 'attack' his mind first immediately jumps to out of habit. That's clear enough by his expression and the small, equally incredulous noise that escapes his throat. Not quite either a yelp, a bark, or a gasp -- but undeniably a little bit (maybe a lot) insulted by her daring, covering his forehead with a gloved hand with a comically shocked, peeved stare.

The fact of the matter is, be it because of his Ability or his status as a high-ranking mafioso, there are very few people who would even think of doing what Neo just did, whether it be out of fear or respect for him.

And the one person that would while holding neither feeling anywhere in their bones--

Well. He's been plotting Dazai's death for years, and anyone could see how that was panning out despite that Dazai's Ability was basically a non-Ability.

Being lectured sets his face into a scowl, for however long she seems like she's in front of him, but if he had anything to say back, its just as quickly forgotten when her hand slamming down beside him makes him jump to the side in his seat, the faintest shimmer of red across his skin more of a reflex than a conscious activation.

(When you've been catching bullets since you were ten, activating his Ability on a hair-trigger fraction of a second at any sudden change became as natural and thoughtless as breathing.)

The scowl twists halfway into a scolded pout, watching her return to her seat before he deflates a little with an annoyed sigh.

"Point taken." Whether he actually agrees or not -- she has no idea just how hard people have tried to kill him before, and he still has a few scars to prove it from both Rimbaud and that damn Lab B -- his tone comes clipped and matter-of-fact, not interested in arguing against such a clear declaration. He's stubborn, but he's not that stubborn.

There's several moments where he falls into silence, finishing pouring himself some more tea and closing his eyes to sip at it.

He'd be lying to say that didn't rattle his nerves, just a little, but considering his luck in life and the reliance others placed on him, he'd dealt with more than his fair share of really troublesome Abilities. Sometimes he wishes it was anyone else always having to work clean-up duty.

With a reluctant grumble, he pondered a few extra moments of silence, long enough that the waiter delivers their food to the table -- which buys him a few extra seconds of quiet, at least -- and then excuses themselves to leave the two alone again. It takes a lot of restraint not to trade his tea for wine the moment it shows up.

"...what do you know about Singularities?"

𝐀 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆, 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐘 𝐏𝐀𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐒 𝐇𝐈𝐌 her most incredulous look- and then she leans forward swiftly and flicks him in the forehead.

Because all of a sudden, a great many things add up into a single, glaring neon sign of an answer.

His past warnings about what its like being a lone ability user, without anyone to back you up. His constant wariness of her despite her best efforts to prove that she's trying to make a good impression. His continued distance with her, despite his willingness to shunt her headlong into his enemies. The fact that he seemingly thinks she knows more about other strange ability users than she actually does. The thinly veiled threats even though she's really done nothing, in her opinion, to deserve them. She's so annoyed she could throw something, but settles instead for simply italicizing her disbelief.

Are you serious?

The gesture that accompanies the appearance of the words is emphatic enough that adding exclamation marks is unnecessary. It's tempting though, really tempting.

We have a deal. A deal that's really good for me, actually. Why the fuck would I mess that up?

Her fists clench on the table, before she smooths them out, taking a breath to collect herself. This is why she doesn't do well with other people. If she were going to lie to them, she wouldn't bother saving their lives, if the opportunity arose to get rid of them easily. An opportunity like the one that had been presented to her not that long ago.

If I wanted you dead or easier to haul around for someone to capture. Wouldn't it have been easier to just let you get blown up some more? But I didn't do that, did I?

No, she'd thrown herself into the fray, because he was paying her to do a job, and she doesn't half-ass things when it comes to getting money. Bracing her cheek on her fist, she gestures broadly at herself with her other hand, only for the Neo in front of him to disappear, and the real one to slam her hand into the table beside him.

This time, the words write themselves on the tablecloth in what looks like blood.

If I really wanted you dead, you wouldn't even know it.

Returning to her seat with careful, measured poise, Neo settles back into her seat, picking up her teacup. For a moment, to her eyes only, the liquid swirls a slightly muddled rainbow of colors- but she blinks, and it's gone.

I already told you. My life is complicated. If you want to know, the you'll have to earn my trust. Just like I'm supposed to be earning yours.

[guhamun]

Send ✶ and I’ll write a headcanon about our muses; accepting || @paramythas

✶ for jianyu & xingyun or neuvi & vali

✶ Jianyu & Xingyun: Although Jianyu has his fair share of questions about Xingyun, he has never prodded him to know more in concerns to who he is, or what he does. Initially it was due to the fact that he held little intention on bumping into them again after their first meeting, but considering fate has deemed that this will not be the case, he has met with the Vidyadhara a couple times now. He is curious, there is no doubt about that, but Jianyu is someone who understands the concept of privacy. Xingyun could be some powerful, well-known individual for all he knows, yet that is wholly unimportant in regards to their interactions as he treats them just as he does most he meets. As the other has given him no reason to go digging (or has made him suspicious of their intentions), he will leave them to their secrets – whatever that may be for someone of such a long life.

✶ Neuvi & Vali: It isn’t something that he has shared with others aside from the Traveler, but he is quite interested in art. Not to look at and admire, though he most certainly does just that with great intrigue, but as something that he is personally has pondered dipping his fingers into. He has plenty of time to practice, but he has found ladle-making rather simple and oddly fun for him (and liberating from his usual duties). No doubt that Valentin has one back at his residence that was made just for him. It might not be the greatest ladle to ever grace the world; however, it was one made with love and care – meant to make any soup ventures much easier, though…he is sure that the Strigoi would prefer blood over soupy dishes. It’s the thought that counts.