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Waa, where did I put my body again? Oh hello! Welcome to my home. Don't worry about the mess, I live with two other people (very messy people...) Enjoy your stay! {Tracking the tag thegirlwithapurpletail , I do not own the images and gifs unless otherwise stated.}
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Posted on Jul 31— 2 hours ago
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{ 雪 }  This pissed him off, royally. “You can’t do this! Who the fuck do you two think you are?!” He dragged his feet against the school’s floor, tugging and twisting in attempts to free himself. It was all for naught, though; as strong as he was, two were better than one.

He was thrown into an empty stall and was immediately back at the door, pounding against the wooden barricade with his fist. “Let me the fuck out, now!" The teen was seething.


No. They couldn’t do this. He pulled away from the door after a few minutes, swiping his now bloodied knuckles against his jacket. There had to be a window around here. He eyed the gap seperating the stall he was in to the next, a look of deep comsideration marring his face. Maybe… was he really going to go through with it?

The history teacher had long since stopped their lecture and was now sitting behind their desk as the entire class sat quietly taking their notes from their textbooks. A few students lazed about, taking the moment to catch up on sleep and pass notes to their friends, all while trying to avoid getting caught by the teacher who would look up periodically to make sure their students were paying attention to the material. 

Hiyori had the advantage of being placed near the back of the classroom due to the seating chart. She didn’t have to hide her phone as much as her surrounding classmates. Hiyori had perfect grades, a stray slip up here and there but she was never a problem for her teachers. She felt that she should be allowed to stray from work if she had a good enough excuse and worrying about Yukine was good enough for her. 

She was simultaneously flipping through the conversation she had started with Yato and the still unanswered conversation she had been sending Yukine. Her brow was furrowed in concern and she could feel her blood pressure rising from the worry that was building inside of her.

New Message from Yato: 

U still there, Hiyo-chan? 

She snapped out of her reverie and typed back a reply. 

[Text: Yato] Yeah, just worrying about Yukine. He hasn’t replied back to any of my messages. 

When Yato looked at his phone, he cursed aloud, causing the teacher, who was in the middle of their lecture, to jump in surprise. Clearly embarrassed, Yato decided to cough and cover it up with the first thing that came to mind when he read the board. 

"Uh-sorry sensei, I’m just so mad that, you know, Galileo had such a difficult life."

"Well your concern is touching, Mr. Tezuka, but in the future please refrain from voicing it during the actual lesson." 

"Right, sorry, Sensei, please continue," he said, bowing his head and hiding his phone beneath his notebook. 

The teacher saw this as a good enough apology and started speaking again, turning their back as Yato pulled his phone out again and texted Hiyori back. 

[Text: Hiyori-Chan]: It’ll be okay, I’m sure he’s just actually paying attention in class. About time, I’ll say. 

As he hit send he switched windows to text the twins who were currently holding Yukine hostage in the bathroom. 

[Text: Shinji] Hiyori wants Yukine to answer his phone, swipe it from the little rat and answer for him. 

Several seconds later he got a text back from Shinji who agreed without question. Yato grinned down at the screen and stuffed his phone back into his pocket. He knew he could trust the twins to handle this. 

Back in the boys bathroom, time was a necessity since class would be ending soon and the teacher would get concerned about their missing students. Shinji nudged Tsukasa who had been staring at the stall unmoving for the past few minutes, apparently lost in thought. 

"What?" Tsukasa asked turning his head to look at his brother. 

"He wants us to take his phone, his girl’s been texting the brat," he said in a hushed whisper. 

Tsukasa nodded and glanced at the stall then back at Shinji, “On three, we open it. I pin him, you grab the phone.” 

Another nod, this time from Shinji and the twins walked up to the stall, having heard nothing for a while now from the boy. Shinji imagined that he flushed himself down the toilet but he still saw his feet under the stall. 

Tsukasa took out a pin and stuck it through the crevice of the door and the stall itself lifting up the lock and took hold of the handle. He turned to Shinji and mouthed one…two…three!

He yanked it open and pounced on Yukine, before yelling at Shinji to grab the phone. Shinji violently searched every pocket Yukine had on his clothes before finally finding the phone. 

He pulled back and left Tsukasa struggling with the boy as he read through the messages that Hiyori had been sending. He quickly typed up a message giving a fake excuse posing as Yukine.

[Text: Iki]: Geez, why so many messages? I’m trying to study here. 

He hit send and nodded back to his brother, “Done,” he said. 

Tsukasa grinned, “Keep the phone just in case she answers back,” he grunted as he fought to keep Yukine from getting out of the stall. 

Back in Hiyori’s history class, she glanced at her phone and relief washed over her as she read what she thought to be Yukine’s message. She texted back Yato and returned to reading her textbook, able to concentrate better now. 

Posted on Jul 31— 3 hours ago

Who are three tumblr users that you associate me with?

Posted on Jul 31— 4 hours ago
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“The story about where volcanoes come from” 

This is the most beautiful story I’ve ever read about the creation of volcanoes 

Posted on Jul 31— 6 hours ago

Send me an anonymous opinion of my portrayal. Criticism is encouraged. I don’t want to know who it is I just want to improve.

Posted on Jul 31— 8 hours ago

M!A paused until someone replies

//Since I actually want to play out that Flustered M!A, until someone replies to it, it’s time limit will remain paused. 

If no one replies to it by the end of the day, this may change. 

Posted on Jul 31— 8 hours ago
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Anonymous ;  
Wade Wilson's peepee


"Who is Wade? And why are you talking about his…male genitalia? Does he need a doctor? I can call my dad for him." 

Posted on Jul 31— 9 hours ago
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Anonymous ;  
Flustered: Yato

Flustered:When Muse sees, (anon chooses), Muse will stutter, blush, and act like a complete klutz around the so called individual, for 3 hours.


Why was her face suddenly burning? She had just looked at her phone and noticed that once again Yato’s smiling face was her lock screen. Rosy cheeks wasn’t the usual response to this discovery but yet here she was, her breath hitched just at having glanced at his face. 

Posted on Jul 31— 9 hours ago
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Jack the Ripper: Muse has been attacked by something that obviously has no sense of mercy. They are beaten, bloody, and left for dead someplace abandoned. Lasts until someone comes to the rescue... Or finishes the job.
Darkness: Muse is blind for 24 hours.
Spirit Animal: Muse is turned into an animal (Anon decides what) for 12 hours.
Flustered: When Muse sees, (anon chooses), Muse will stutter, blush, and act like a complete klutz around the so called individual, for 3 hours.
Fear: Anon gets to name something, and muse will have an extremely debilitating phobia of it for one week. Bonus points if it’s something ridiculous.
Memories: Muse has amnesia. (Anon decides duration)
Jealousy: Muse will be jealous, of (anon chooses) for a certain amount of time. Anon chooses, for what reason Muse is jealous. Also for how long.
Injury: Muse will be injured somehow (anon decides severity and injury) for ____
Gemini: Muse will split into two different versions of themself for ___
Answer: Muse will have to answer anything that is asked of him/her truthfully, lasts 4 hours
Noise: Muse will say everything they think, lasts for a day
Angel: Muse is and angel for ___
Demon: Muse is a demon for ___
Possession: Muse is possessed by a demon for ___
Blood: Your thirst for blood is insatiable. No, you aren't some vampire with convenient sharp teeth. You gotta find blood to eat or you'll starve; all other food and drink make you promptly vomit.
The Mirror: You become split into two versions of yourself -- your good and your evil, for ___.
Brainwashed: You will be brainwashed by the next person to say your name. Lasts for _____.
I'm Dying: I'm sorry... (Anon decides of what and how long you have)
Artificial Heart: The muse no longer feels emotions- no pain, no anger, no rage. They simply become an apathetic shell. Can be broken early if something strong enough manages to break their "emotional inhibitor."
Frozen to the Core: Muse becomes extremely cold natured and seeks any form of warmth.
Say You'll Haunt Me: Muse is a ghost, whom can only be seen if they want to be. Lasts 10 posts
(Note: none of these are mine, but are simply some of my favorites)
Posted on Jul 31— 10 hours ago
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