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“Miss we’re going to need you to keep the dirty talk to a minimum. Or at least very, very far away.”

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“Maths.”

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Mun is cool

Directions:

Water daily

Little to no sun

Internet and electrical hookups required

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haruism:

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What an odd question. She of course preferred hers with a little cream, just enough to bring out the sweetness of the beans, but blue coffee?

“Ah…are you referring to Blue Mountain beans? My favorite is actually Hacienda La Esmeralda but they’re hard to come by. Leblanc’s coffee is delicious, however.”

Haru pauses.

“Are you a friend of Boss’?”

“Oh! I wasn’t aware of Miss Esmeralda or her plantation. I will have to place a request for this the next time I visit home.” Since sitting down in Leblanc he’d already taken note of three things that he could send someone else to retrieve for him. Even his emancipation hadn’t freed him of that habit.

He of course let the conversation wander past the girl’s questioning of just what blue coffee consisted of.

“The boss? I assume you mean the proprietor of this fine establishment? I must admit that we had not met until this day.” To ignore the fact that the two men’s conversation was cut short by, well, Theodore’s typical eccentricity. It’s not often that one is asked if their curry is in fact boneless. “I must assume that you are a regular, no? Or do you have some deeper connection to this place?”

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haruism:

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She’s going to need a lot of LeBlanc’s coffee to wake up.

The velvet attendant sits at a stool in the cafe like a child at an ice cream parlor as the other, far fluffier patron takes her seat.

“Ah, a purveyor of delicacies as well I see. Pardon me, young miss, but I believe it is customary to inquire in times like this: Do you prefer your coffee black, or blue?”

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cheerfulfool:

Ahh. There it was. Theo was ever the gentleman but in his domain she was oft the spoiled child, chastised by the adult and told just how wrong she was. Teeth sunk into the soft flesh of her lower lip and she allowed herself to be guided to the rather ornate chair, unable to meet his unwavering gaze at this time.

“…no. I’m-I’m fine.” Minako’s voice sounded small and muffled despite the grand size of the Velvet Room, nervousness stemming from both angering her attendant with the unwarranted flair-up towards him and knowing that the demons she caught tonight would not be kind to her despite their promise of serving her.

That’s the thing about demons - they generally aren’t kind.

With a sigh she leans back in her chair, still carefully avoiding his eyes. There was something about this process that made her want to cling to his arm, as if the contact would alleviate some of the pressure and nausea that came with the entire procedure, but she knew better then to move. The first time the girl had jerked so hard that Theo had to stop, starting all over again and making it take twice as long.

“I have–” Voices counted, personalities bouncing around inside her skull. “—6, I believe, that need to be registered.” Theo knew, of course. That was his job. Still, he was usually courteous enough to ask which ones she wanted registered first. Her eyes drooped, hands gripping the soft leather of the arm chair until fingertips turned white.

“Whenever you’re ready. Thank you, Theo.”

“Such an impressive haul! If your aim is to impress I fear that you accomplish that merely by walking through my doors.”

No amount of cheerful platitudes were going to ease the situation. His gloved hand rested itself on her shoulder, the most effective bedside manner in which he could muster at the time. He found it difficult to empathize with the pain and anxiety which went into these procedures, but he also knew a girl of her composure would not wince at a simple pin prick. Sometimes it was the oddest of things which made him long for the human condition.

The calls to get on with the extraction spurred him onward, his touch disappearing from her shoulder, falling away as he strolled forward to the table which lay before them. He moved carefully, deliberately, as if each and every motion were required for a successful ceremony. His treasured book now lay with it’s cover staring back at the both of them, an ominous source of anxiety but also freedom.

He circled her once more, eyes fixated yet feet in a constant motion around her chair. It may have seemed unnecessary to confirm an act they’d accomplished dozens of times prior, but this, too, was part of the show.

“Do not look at me, keep your eyes keen on the grimoire ahead of you.” His words echoed next to her ear, but despite his lips mere inches away he began to drift further and further from the girl. “Let the thoughts of those you’ve let inside of you flood your mind. Focus on yourself, the stalwart vessel amidst the chaos. Note the separation, acknowledge the similarities.”

While one hand rested along the back of her chair the other stretched itself out  between the both of them and his book. His thumb fought against his forefinger, holding the pose as focus shifted to the book now splayed open, pages turning violently as if the wind had found a way inside this alternate dimension. Pages both blank and elaborate shuttered back and forth as if guided by the bellboys hand.

“Cast them out!” With a snap of his fingers the pages crashed flat unto the book, the blank pages filling with ink and pigment by an invisible brush. The ornate drawings began to print one after another, six in total, as Theo kept his focus ahead of the girl.

Once the final life had been entombed Theodore released a sigh, and with the tension in his outstretched arm. Relief for him was far different than the relief of his charge being lifted of such vile beasts, but it was relief nonetheless. The girl who had produced these creatures lay now motionless in the chair, the procedures toll taken on her not in livelihood but in stamina. 

Theodore had a thought to wake her which only seemed to grow worse an idea with each gentle rise and fall of her chest. Instead he produced a blanket to cover her and give her the moments reprieve she so deserved.

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“Oh my, she progressed right past the mouth and has already begun licking the boy. How brash. If the written word is to be believed she’s all the closer to sexual intercourse.”

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♘

♘: Getting a drunken kiss from your muse

“Miss Minako!”

The damnable fool was too fast for her own good. He knew not from whence she came or how she got into such a state, but from the moment she’d entered through the elevator’s door she was as a demon possessed with a mission. 

Luckily said mission was merely invading Theodore’s personal space, but her actions gave rise to concern for her well being and mental state. Although, the bellboy didn’t mind the focused attention as she hung off of him and played with his hat.

“Is everything alright Miss Minako? It’s rare for you to draw so near, and… your composure and attire is…Mmmft.”

The logical and sensory overload reached it’s peak when her lips closed over his own. He’d already gotten a whiff of the alcohol coating her normally sweet tinged breathe, but now he could physically taste the hops as her tongue pressed it’s way against his own. Hands which had gone to her side to stabilize her balance were now letting their fingertips dig into her sides. He was loathe to admit it, but despite her intoxication the primal nature that still remained deep in his soul wouldn’t let him cut this moment short.

And so they remained there: the redhead pressed into him as if she were attempting to pass through him, and the velvet attendant who was left to merely embrace her and indulge in a side of him that he kept well hidden from his surface. The two of them would have been more than happy to remain like this, to transgress even further, were it not for her invasive efforts throwing her, and in turn his, balance off. 

What was fire and passion now turned to a crash and then to giggles as the fool laughed away the pain. Her victim left underneath her to only cautiously gaze up at her, unsure as to if he should return a sheepish laugh or if he should tend to her intoxication.

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Mun is cool

Awww shucks

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PANIC! AT THE DISCO “DEATH OF A BACHELOR” STARTERS

Victorious

“Tonight, we are victorious.” “Let me be your Killer King.” “It hurts until it stops.” “My touch is black and poisonous, and nothing like my punch drunk kiss.” “I know you need it, do you feel it?” “We feel alright.” “I taste like magic.” “Livin’ like a washed up celebrity, shooting up fireworks like it’s the Fourth of July.”

Don’t Threaten me with a Good TIme

“Alright, alright.” “Who are these people?” “I just woke up in my underwear.” “I should prob’ly introduce myself.” “You shoulda seen what I wore, a cane and a party hat.” “Don’t think I’ll ever get enough.” “This night is heating up.” “Oh yeah, don’t threaten me with a good time.” “What are these footprints? They don’t look human-like.” “How did we end up in my neighbor’s pool?” “I’m a scholar and a gentleman, and I don’t fall when I try to stand.” “I lost a bet to a guy in a Chiffon skirt.” “I’m not as think as you drunk I am.”

Hallelujah

“A moment you’ll never remember and a night you’ll never forget.” “Show praise with your body.” “Say your prayers.” “My life started the day I got caught under the covers with my secondhand lovers.” “In a state of emergency, who was I tryna be?” “Then the time for being sad is over.” “I was drunk and it didn’t mean a thing.” “I love the things you hate about yourself.” “No one wants you when you have no heart.”

Emperor’s New Clothes

“Finder’s keepers, loser’s weepers.” “Done my time and served my sentence.” “If it feels good, tastes good, it must be mine.” “You just might see a ghost tonight.” “I’m all dressed up and naked.” “I see what’s mine and take it.” “I am so much more than royal.” “Heroes always get remembered, but you know legends never die.” “I’m taking back the crown.” “Welcome to my world of fun.” “Flip the switch and watch them run.”

Death of a Bachelor

“Do I look lonely?” “People have told me I don’t look the same.” “I’m playing hooky.” “I’m walking the long road.” “How could I ask for more?” “Lifetime of laughter, at the expense of a death of a bachelor.” “Alone at a table for two and I just want to be served.” “And when you think of me, am I the best you’ve ever had?” “Share one more drink with me.” “Smile even though you’re sad.”

Crazy = Genius

“You can set yourself on fire.” “You’re so normal that you just disappear.” “She said you’re just like Mike Love.” “If crazy equals genius, then I’m a fucking arsonist.” “I’m a rocket scientist.” “Darlin’ you know how the wine plays tricks on my tongue, but you don’t seem to change when you stuff all your feelings with drugs.” “But you’re never gonna learn.”

LA Devotee

“You got two black eyes from loving too hard.” “I wouldn’t change ya.” “You got bleached out eyes from the valley sand and the black tar palms from weeping your name.” “Just another LA devotee.”

Golden Days

“I found a pile of polaroids in the crates of a record shop.” “He was something debonair in 1979 and she had Farah Fawcett hair.” “All the mem’ries we make will never change.” “We’ll stay drunk, we’ll stay tan, let the love remain.” “I swear that I’ll always paint you.” “I bet they met some diplomats on Bianca Jagger’s new yacht.” “I bet they never even thought about the glitter dancing on the skin.” “Time can never break your heart, but it’ll take the pain away.” “Right now, our future’s certain, I won’t let it fade away.”

The Good, the Bad and the Dirty

“Truth is that it was always going to end.” “True all the good girls act so good, ‘til one of them doesn’t wait their turn.” “Hey holy roller.” “If you wanna start a fight, you better throw the first punch.” “If ya wanna make it through the night, you better say my name.” “I know what it’s like to trade the ones you love for the ones you hate.” “Don’t think I’ve ever used a day of my education.” “There’s only two ways these things can go: good or bad.” “How was I supposed to know that all your friends won’t hold any grudges?” “I got the final judgement.” “You’ve been gone so long.” “I forgot what you feel like.” “I’m gonna keep getting underneath you.” “All our friends want us to fall in love.”

House of Memories

“If you’re a lover, you should know, the lonely moments just get lonelier.” “I don’t want to be afraid.” “Heart to heart and eyes to eyes, is this taboo?” “We built this house on memories.” “Take my picture now.” “When your fantasies become your legacy, promise me a place in your house of memories.” “I think of you from time to time.” “I was a fool.” “Those thoughts of past lovers, they’ll always haunt me.” “I wish I could believe that you’d never wrong me.” “Remember me in the same way I remember you.”

Impossible Year

“There’s no sunshine this impossible year.” “There’s no good times this impossible year.” “All the guests at the party, they’re so insincere.” “There’s no you and me this impossible year.” “There’s never air to breathe.” “These nightmares always hang on past the dream.”

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Show me what you got

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MY pizza is delicious at least

Do you want me to cry?!

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Send ‘rough touch’

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and the generated outcome will be used for a small drabble scenario or starter { tw violence, possible noncon/dubcon implications, nsfw }

Your muse throws a punch at mine.

My muse throws a punch at yours.

Your muse suddenly grips my muse’s hair.

My muse suddenly grips your muse’s hair.

Your muse roughly grabs my muse’s arm.

My muse roughly grabs your muse’s arm.

Your muse grips my muse’s hips.

My muse grips your muse’s hips.

Your muse wraps their hands tightly around my muse’s neck.

My muse wraps their hands tightly around your muse’s neck.

Your muse slams mine against a wall hard.

My muse slams yours against a wall hard.

Your muse pushes my muse to their knees.

My muses pushes your to their knees.

Your muse bites mine.

My muse bites yours.

Your muse clutches their hand tightly around my muse’s mouth to silence them.

My muse clutches their hand tightly around your muse’s mouth to silence them.

Your muse grabs my muse’s wrists.

My muse grabs their muse’s wrists.

Your muse attempts to shove away mine.

My muse attempts to push off yours.

Your muse roughly kisses mine.

My muse roughly kisses yours.

Your muse pins mine onto the ground.

My muse pins yours to the ground.

Your muse delivers beatings to mine.

My muse delivers beatings to yours.

Your muse breaks my muse’s arm.

My muse breaks your muse’s arm.

Your muse locks my muse into a bear hug

My muse locks your muse into a bear hug

Your muse tries to supplex my muse

My muse tries to supplex your muse

Your muse throws a kick at my muse

My muse throws a kick at your muse

Mun chooses.

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Minako sits in his inbox. What? She's weird sometimes.

“A gift? For me? Oh my this certainly is an improvement on the last delivery of a single tube sock!”

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REBLOG IF ITS OKAY IF I PUT SOMETHING FUCKING WEIRD AS FUCK IN YOUR INBOX

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Persona assistants =w= ようこそベルベットルームへ | 満水@：Ｑ [pixiv]

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{ I should probably make some post that addresses the fact that I’m returning to this blog from a multi-year hiatus. It’s been around 3-4 years since I was active on Theo and almost a year and a half since I did any serious roleplaying. 

Things may inadvertently be outdated or wonky on my blog, I haven’t gotten my tags sorted, and formatting may be a little off here and there. Most of that will just come with time.

Just figured I’d just make it clear that I’m just a lazy fucker and not completely incompetent <3.}

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✔ ~

Send me ✔ and I will bold my preferences for your muse!

My muse(s): Theodore

Do I know your muse(s): yes | no | a little | tell me about your muse

Setting: our verse | my verse | your verse | modern | alternate universe | other

Pre-established relationships? yes | no | depends on the relationship

Possible relationships: friends | classmate | co-worker | roommate | family, real or adopted | dating or blind date | married | friends with benefits | unrequited love | lending a hand | teacher - student | rivals | allies | partner-in-crime | enemies | protecter - guarded | business partners | spy - infiltrated | manipulator - manipulated | star-crossed | first meeting | other

I’m in the mood for: fluff | angst | horror | romance | humor | crime | hurt / comfort | action | supernatural | slice of life | crack | dark threads | light threads | any genre | multi-para | shorter para | one-line | any length | plotted threads | unplotted threads | other

Feel free to: message me ooc | message me ic | tell me your ideas | write a starter | answer one of my opens | send a meme | reblog this with your preferences - let’s find common interests!

[velvetroomtheo]

✔ !

Send me ✔ and I will bold my preferences for your muse!

My muse(s): Theodore

Do I know your muse(s): yes | no | a little | tell me about your muse

Setting: our verse | my verse | your verse | modern | alternate universe | other

Pre-established relationships? yes | no | depends on the relationship

Possible relationships: friends | classmate | co-worker | roommate | family, real or adopted | dating or blind date | married | friends with benefits | unrequited love | lending a hand | teacher - student | rivals | allies | partner-in-crime | enemies | protecter - guarded | business partners | spy - infiltrated | manipulator - manipulated | star-crossed | first meeting | other

I’m in the mood for: fluff | angst | horror | romance | humor | crime | hurt / comfort | action | supernatural | slice of life | crack | dark threads | light threads | any genre | multi-para | shorter para | one-line | any length | plotted threads | unplotted threads | other

Feel free to: message me ooc | message me ic | tell me your ideas | write a starter | answer one of my opens | send a meme | reblog this with your preferences - let’s find common interests!