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update: I changed my main blog’s URL. I’m at @zeldaspeaks now. Come find me there if you wanna roleplay over on discord. That’s where I’m most active now.

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|| pssst. heyo. i'm still actively doing RP on discord. Hit me up at @umaruspeaks if you wanna get details and plot 👀

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|| I regret to inform my followers that this blog, as well as a few others of mine, will likely be archived in the near future. After what tumblr has done to its community with the banning of adult content, I no longer feel as if my muse can be properly portrayed here.

|| Without this "adult" content, my portrayal would be incredibly watered down and a far cry from what she ought to be. I cannot bring myself to do that to my Mai, because so much of what is relevant to her character falls outside of what little interesting content is now allowed. I refuse to tone her down to cater to unjustly enforced sensitivities.

|| The rest of my muses can be found here. Should you wish to keep in touch with me OOC, my main blog is @umaruspeaks.

|| Thank you for the memories. ✌

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Mai ate you.

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dont let me draw after midnight.

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Hiatus.

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湊川神社

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Takato Yamamoto

Illustrations from Grass Labyrinth by Kyōka Izumik

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puerlupum‌:

Well, the jig was up, as they say. The human had figured out that the strange girl before her was not originally from here. With a soft sigh, Robin ran her fingers through her curls in somewhat aggravation.

“I’m not. My mother is from the valley not too far from here, my father from a neighboring land. I’m visiting and trying to figure out my heritage.” Robin explained, hoping it was a suitable answer. She was being honest. Even if the woods were considered home, she couldn’t just up and claim all the forests in Nippon as hers because of her ancestry.

“I’m hoping someone could show me this land. I have nobody to turn to.”

If the sudden glee etched into Mai’s responsive countenance didn’t betray blooming excitement, then the immediate answer put forth certainly would. Mai dares several steps nearer, til she’s at an arm’s reach from this fascinating foreigner, and beams.

❝ Well, I... don’t know this place very well. I’ve lived my entire life inside the city walls, and... truth be told, this is the first time I’ve made it past them. ❞

For shame, Mai averts her gaze. She felt quite outdone by this worldly girl, and her own inexperience was humbling to say the least. Nimble fingers tug at the back of her haori whilst she shifts from side to side.

❝ But if you’d ever like to visit Castle Town, ❞

Timidity vanishes under a burst of pride, but it was of a sweet sort. Mai could see the potential for friendship ahead, and the knowledge that she could help make it happen gave her the courage to offer this to a stranger.

❝ Maybe I could show you around sometime! ❞

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Dramatic Pagoda, Kiyomizu-dera [OC]

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нαиd мє тнє υмbяєllα.

@tapdancingsnakedemons

For hours, from her place in the very bowels of the renowned Oborodzuka estate, Mai waits.

Bound and struggling against the sense of impending doom that grips her heart in its icy talons, Mai waits.

Starving and surrounded by flesh and blood she dare not consume, Mai waits.

But it isn’t until those two show their faces to her again that Mai makes any sort of distinguishable sound. She immediately cries out when the basement door opens and she is immersed in a flood of incoming light. The scent of the outside world is a precious gift to her, of which she had seen so, so little in the days gone by...

❝ Please! ❞

❝ Please, let me out of here! My father has money, influence, power, I— I can get you anything you want, I— I won’t ever tell anybody about this, just... please... ❞

Her head hangs low, as do her spirits. Mai’s trembling body ceases its thrashing and squirming, such violent movements sinking into futility in the wake of dread.

❝ ...please let me go home... ❞

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MUSE BODY LANGUAGE.

Bold/Italicise what you apply to your muse. REPOST, DO NOT REBLOG!

Character: Mai Shishikusa

DEFENSIVENESS: arms crossed on chest // crossing legs // fist-like gestures // pointing index finger // karate chops // stiffening of shoulders // tense posture // curling of lip/baring of teeth

REFLECTIVE: hand-to-face gestures // head tilted // stroking chin // peering over glasses // taking glasses off — cleaning // putting earpiece of glasses in mouth // pipe smoker gestures // putting hand to the bridge of the nose // pursed lips // knitted brows

SUSPICION: arms crossed // sideways glance // touching or rubbing nose // rubbing eyes // hands resting on weapon // brows raising // lips pressing into a thin line // strict, unwavering eye contact // wrinkling of nose

OPENNESS & COOPERATION: open hands // upper body in sprinters position // sitting on the edge of a chair // hand-to-face gestures // unbuttoned coat // tilted head // slacked shoulders // droopy posture // feet pointed outward // palms flat and facing outward

CONFIDENCE: hands behind back // hands on lapels of coat // steepled hands // baring teeth in a grin // rolling shoulders // tipping head back but maintaining eye contact // chest puffed up/shoulders back // arms folded just above navel

INSECURITY & ANXIETY: chewing pen or pencil // rubbing thumb over opposite thumb // biting fingernails // hands in pockets // elbow bent/closed gestures // clearing throat // “whew” sound // picking or pinching flesh // fidgeting in chair // hand covering mouth whilst speaking // poor eye contact // tugging at pants whilst seated // jingling money in pockets // tugging at ear // perspiring hands // playing with hair // swaying // playing with pointer/marker // smacking lips // sighing // rocking on balls of feet // flexing fingers sporadically

FRUSTRATION: short breaths // “tsk” sounds // tightly-clenched hands // fist-like gestures // pointing index finger // running hand through hair // rubbing back of neck // snarling // revealing teeth/grimacing // sharp-eyed glowers with notable tension in the brows // shoulders back, head up - defensive posturing // clenching of jaw/grinding teeth // nostrils flaring//heavy exhales

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