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lady0fthecorvids · 8 months
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Send me "Why do you have pink handcuffs?" for my characters reaction.
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lady0fthecorvids · 8 months
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Send me “Even dirtier!” and I will generate a number for what my muse will say to yours.
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lady0fthecorvids · 8 months
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send one of the following for an au moodboard! 
🎸 — our muses in a band au
📸 — our muses in a celebrity au
☕  — our muses in a coffeeshop au
📚 — our muses in a college au
💥 — our muses in a darkest timeline au
⚔️ — our muses in a fantasy au
💐 — our muses in a flower store/tattoo parlor au
📝 — our muses in a high school au
🔍 — our muses in a noir au
🌟 — our muses in an urban fantasy au
🏏 — our muses in a post-apocalyptic au
👑 — our muses in a royalty au
🤖 — our muses in a science fiction au
🏺 — our muses in a soulmate au
🌵 — our muses in a western au
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lady0fthecorvids · 9 months
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Send "eavesdrop" and I'll write receiver finishing a conversation (about sender) with an NPC, only to turn around and find sender was listening
maybe they were listening on purpose! maybe they just walked in and caught the tail end of it! specify a topic to be talking about (e.g. gossip about event abc) or it is receiver's choice
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lady0fthecorvids · 10 months
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Shizuo silent stared back at Izaya, he could see the red flush on his face and neck and wondered for just a moment how much of him was flushed that red.
"...Why did you stop playing with my hair?" he asked, he was unsure why exactly that was the first thing he decided to ask, but there they were.
He moved both hands to the others waist and suddenly picked him up, taking a step towards the desk and setting him on it, shoving anything out of they way as he did before he moved to kiss him again, hard before his lips moved to Izaya's neck.
"A monster is used to people running, screaming, frozen in fear begging etc. But someone sighing cracking their neck, rolling up their sleeves, and walking towards them is new." - Izaya to Shizuo as he refused to run away, the blonde hefting something large aimed at him. "throw it at me then. I'm tired of running, Shizu-Chan."
Shizuo's eyes were narrowed behind the sunglasses that he wore, but he unconsciously lowered the vending machine that he had picked up with the intent to smash the flea under it and be ride of the nuisance for good finally when the words that he had said started to sink in.
Izaya was . . . Giving up? No it was clearly some trick to fool the blonde into lowering his guard so that he could gain the upper hand. "What kind of trick are you trying to pull now?!" He demanded his voice a dangerous growl as Izaya just stood there.
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lady0fthecorvids · 10 months
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Shizuo kept the one arm around Izaya's waist tightly as the informant kissed back, the hard passion that he could feel in the kiss surprised him only a little bit. When Izaya's hands went to his hair, fingers tangling in it getting lightly tugged at the more the others fingers tangled in it.
His other hand now that it was no longer holding the informant's wrist moved to cup the back of his head as Izaya melted against his body, all of the anger and aggression slowly ebbing away the longer the kiss lasted until Shizuo was forced to break it so that he could breathe and he realized that he absolutely meant what he had accidentally grumbled out that he loved Izaya.
It was messed up, he had lived with hating the informant for so long, everyone knew how much he had loathed the man, but here he was, staring down at at Izaya silently.
"A monster is used to people running, screaming, frozen in fear begging etc. But someone sighing cracking their neck, rolling up their sleeves, and walking towards them is new." - Izaya to Shizuo as he refused to run away, the blonde hefting something large aimed at him. "throw it at me then. I'm tired of running, Shizu-Chan."
Shizuo's eyes were narrowed behind the sunglasses that he wore, but he unconsciously lowered the vending machine that he had picked up with the intent to smash the flea under it and be ride of the nuisance for good finally when the words that he had said started to sink in.
Izaya was . . . Giving up? No it was clearly some trick to fool the blonde into lowering his guard so that he could gain the upper hand. "What kind of trick are you trying to pull now?!" He demanded his voice a dangerous growl as Izaya just stood there.
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lady0fthecorvids · 10 months
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He stood there holding Izaya close to him, his hand tight on his wrist, his other moved around the others waist, the question was asked and he was quiet for almost to long of a moment. He shifted a little and his face was close to Izayas. "Because apparently I fucking love you too." he grumbled darkly before pressing his lips against the informants own.
"A monster is used to people running, screaming, frozen in fear begging etc. But someone sighing cracking their neck, rolling up their sleeves, and walking towards them is new." - Izaya to Shizuo as he refused to run away, the blonde hefting something large aimed at him. "throw it at me then. I'm tired of running, Shizu-Chan."
Shizuo's eyes were narrowed behind the sunglasses that he wore, but he unconsciously lowered the vending machine that he had picked up with the intent to smash the flea under it and be ride of the nuisance for good finally when the words that he had said started to sink in.
Izaya was . . . Giving up? No it was clearly some trick to fool the blonde into lowering his guard so that he could gain the upper hand. "What kind of trick are you trying to pull now?!" He demanded his voice a dangerous growl as Izaya just stood there.
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lady0fthecorvids · 10 months
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Shizuo watched Izaya as he got up and moved from behind the safety of the desk, that made Shizuo raise an eyebrow, then once again the informant was in his face, red eyes staring into blue as a shock ran through the blonde and Izaya was speaking again.
Izaya... loved him? With all of the attempts that the blonde has made on the informants life.. Izaya was in love with the monster that Shizuo was. '...you obviously don't like me.' made the blonde move and he grabbed the others wrist as he turned away again.
"Why?" he demanded. "Why do you say that I don't like you? You never even asked why your face pisses me off." He growled, pulling Izaya to him and making sure that he couldn't get away.
"A monster is used to people running, screaming, frozen in fear begging etc. But someone sighing cracking their neck, rolling up their sleeves, and walking towards them is new." - Izaya to Shizuo as he refused to run away, the blonde hefting something large aimed at him. "throw it at me then. I'm tired of running, Shizu-Chan."
Shizuo's eyes were narrowed behind the sunglasses that he wore, but he unconsciously lowered the vending machine that he had picked up with the intent to smash the flea under it and be ride of the nuisance for good finally when the words that he had said started to sink in.
Izaya was . . . Giving up? No it was clearly some trick to fool the blonde into lowering his guard so that he could gain the upper hand. "What kind of trick are you trying to pull now?!" He demanded his voice a dangerous growl as Izaya just stood there.
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lady0fthecorvids · 10 months
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Shizuo sputtered a moment when that first question was asked, he didn't release the others shirt but pulled him closer, or he tried to at least, there was the desk in between them. When Izaya said that he gave up because he was bored of chasing Shizuo around, and he... "Did... you just say you.. like me?" he growled, though it was less aggressive than his usual.
His grip on Izaya's shirt loosened a little, confusion on his face, this wasn't the Izaya that he knew, that he enjoyed hunting down and chasing around the city... Shit.. He let go of the Informant's shirt and took a step back from the desk.
"A monster is used to people running, screaming, frozen in fear begging etc. But someone sighing cracking their neck, rolling up their sleeves, and walking towards them is new." - Izaya to Shizuo as he refused to run away, the blonde hefting something large aimed at him. "throw it at me then. I'm tired of running, Shizu-Chan."
Shizuo's eyes were narrowed behind the sunglasses that he wore, but he unconsciously lowered the vending machine that he had picked up with the intent to smash the flea under it and be ride of the nuisance for good finally when the words that he had said started to sink in.
Izaya was . . . Giving up? No it was clearly some trick to fool the blonde into lowering his guard so that he could gain the upper hand. "What kind of trick are you trying to pull now?!" He demanded his voice a dangerous growl as Izaya just stood there.
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lady0fthecorvids · 10 months
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He stopped at the desk, placing his hands on the top and leaning towards Izaya when he spoke, he caught that there was something off about his voice and closed his eyes, taking a deep breath before he answered the question.
"I want... no I demand you tell me WHY you gave up.. why you want to stop fighting, I thought your favorite thing to do was see how much your damn face can piss me off" He growled, his eyes narrowing. "Why... Can I get nothing done unless I know that you are out in the city just waiting for the chance to run into me?!"
He reached one hand up from the desk and reached forward quickly, snagging Izaya's collar like he had earlier. "Why... did you get in my face like that??"
"A monster is used to people running, screaming, frozen in fear begging etc. But someone sighing cracking their neck, rolling up their sleeves, and walking towards them is new." - Izaya to Shizuo as he refused to run away, the blonde hefting something large aimed at him. "throw it at me then. I'm tired of running, Shizu-Chan."
Shizuo's eyes were narrowed behind the sunglasses that he wore, but he unconsciously lowered the vending machine that he had picked up with the intent to smash the flea under it and be ride of the nuisance for good finally when the words that he had said started to sink in.
Izaya was . . . Giving up? No it was clearly some trick to fool the blonde into lowering his guard so that he could gain the upper hand. "What kind of trick are you trying to pull now?!" He demanded his voice a dangerous growl as Izaya just stood there.
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lady0fthecorvids · 10 months
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The rest of Shizuo's day was uneventful, he didn't see Izaya at all and it was strangely starting to bother him, at one point he was just walking around until he found himself standing at the door to the informant's office, just staring at the door with a mix of confusion and frustration before he reached out and opened the door, maybe a little more forcefully that he had intended...
"Damn Flea... cant get anything done with you around cant get anything done when your not around..." he grumbled under his breath as he stalked inside, closer to Izaya at the computer.
"A monster is used to people running, screaming, frozen in fear begging etc. But someone sighing cracking their neck, rolling up their sleeves, and walking towards them is new." - Izaya to Shizuo as he refused to run away, the blonde hefting something large aimed at him. "throw it at me then. I'm tired of running, Shizu-Chan."
Shizuo's eyes were narrowed behind the sunglasses that he wore, but he unconsciously lowered the vending machine that he had picked up with the intent to smash the flea under it and be ride of the nuisance for good finally when the words that he had said started to sink in.
Izaya was . . . Giving up? No it was clearly some trick to fool the blonde into lowering his guard so that he could gain the upper hand. "What kind of trick are you trying to pull now?!" He demanded his voice a dangerous growl as Izaya just stood there.
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lady0fthecorvids · 10 months
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Shizuo was to say the least at a loss when Izaya looked him in the eye and leaned forward, the blonde feeling his breath as the informant spoke, saying he was done and that Shizuo should just kill him if he truly hated him that much.
He loosened his grip slightly on the male but he didn't let him go, he didn't move really at all as he thought for a moment, did he really hate the informant or was he just holding on to the anger from all those years ago? As he was about to release Izaya from his grip fully he 'accidentally' let his lips brush against the others before letting him go and turning on his heel to leave.
"Your lucky day Flea, I wont kill you today." he grumbled as he left, hoping that he had moved fast enough to hide the blush that crept onto his face.
"A monster is used to people running, screaming, frozen in fear begging etc. But someone sighing cracking their neck, rolling up their sleeves, and walking towards them is new." - Izaya to Shizuo as he refused to run away, the blonde hefting something large aimed at him. "throw it at me then. I'm tired of running, Shizu-Chan."
Shizuo's eyes were narrowed behind the sunglasses that he wore, but he unconsciously lowered the vending machine that he had picked up with the intent to smash the flea under it and be ride of the nuisance for good finally when the words that he had said started to sink in.
Izaya was . . . Giving up? No it was clearly some trick to fool the blonde into lowering his guard so that he could gain the upper hand. "What kind of trick are you trying to pull now?!" He demanded his voice a dangerous growl as Izaya just stood there.
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lady0fthecorvids · 10 months
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Shizuo stood there, vending machine still in his grip and raising it again as the informant reached into his pockets and pulled out the normal implements that were typically thrown at Shizuo when he caught The Flea in a corner, then he did something that caught the blonde off guard and dropped them to the ground, the clatter loud in quiet alley.
"W..what?" He lowered the vending machine back to the ground when Izaya mentioned that his brother would be unhappy about the blond breaking himself... again, he didn't realize he had set it down for a moment before he shook his head and stalked up to the ravenette and snagging his collar and pulling him close, "Don't you talk about my brother..." he growled, the tone of Izaya's voice taking longer to register in his head.
"What... Exactly are you doing?" He said with a glare.
"A monster is used to people running, screaming, frozen in fear begging etc. But someone sighing cracking their neck, rolling up their sleeves, and walking towards them is new." - Izaya to Shizuo as he refused to run away, the blonde hefting something large aimed at him. "throw it at me then. I'm tired of running, Shizu-Chan."
Shizuo's eyes were narrowed behind the sunglasses that he wore, but he unconsciously lowered the vending machine that he had picked up with the intent to smash the flea under it and be ride of the nuisance for good finally when the words that he had said started to sink in.
Izaya was . . . Giving up? No it was clearly some trick to fool the blonde into lowering his guard so that he could gain the upper hand. "What kind of trick are you trying to pull now?!" He demanded his voice a dangerous growl as Izaya just stood there.
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lady0fthecorvids · 10 months
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"A monster is used to people running, screaming, frozen in fear begging etc. But someone sighing cracking their neck, rolling up their sleeves, and walking towards them is new." - Izaya to Shizuo as he refused to run away, the blonde hefting something large aimed at him. "throw it at me then. I'm tired of running, Shizu-Chan."
Shizuo's eyes were narrowed behind the sunglasses that he wore, but he unconsciously lowered the vending machine that he had picked up with the intent to smash the flea under it and be ride of the nuisance for good finally when the words that he had said started to sink in.
Izaya was . . . Giving up? No it was clearly some trick to fool the blonde into lowering his guard so that he could gain the upper hand. "What kind of trick are you trying to pull now?!" He demanded his voice a dangerous growl as Izaya just stood there.
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lady0fthecorvids · 10 months
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List of “you say you wanna be friends but it’s starting to feel like you wanna be more than that” prompts
“Tell me why you say you wanna be friends but then go and pull shit that makes me feel like you want to be more than friends?” 
“Do you… Like like me?” “No, I don’t. That’s defamatory.”
“I don’t know why but all I can think about is kissing you. I’m… Not the only one, right?”  
“Friends don’t fucking do this.”
“Do you actually want to be friends or do we need to talk about this and reevaluate our relationship?”
“I don’t know if I can do this with you when I think I’m starting to want more.” 
“If I knew we’d come to this then I wouldn’t have agreed to be your friend in the first place.”
“You’re confusing me. Stop it.”
“So what is it you really want from me?” “I don’t— I don’t know.” 
“Fuck, why are you doing this to me?” “Doing what?” “Messing with my head!”
“Everything about this is starting to feel really not platonic.”
“…This isn’t working.”
“I’m pulling away before I get hurt.”
“Don’t give me mixed signals. If you want us to stay friends, don’t fucking act like that.”
“I don’t know about you, but I want out. I can’t keep doing this and act like we’re just friends.”
“Did I do something? Why are you suddenly acting so distant?” “Just… Because.” 
“Don’t give me that shit. Don’t treat me like that. Don’t make me think you like me. Don’t give me the hope I don’t need or want. Don’t give me a reason to continue feeling this way for you.” 
“…I think I like you.” 
“Is it weird I wanna give you all of me?”
“This is all we should be, yet it somehow feels like we could be more. You feel me?” “…Sorry?” 
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lady0fthecorvids · 10 months
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There was a growl and the sound of wings in reply as the form crouched before Ronan, his twin sister moved to stand slowly, her features changed as the one that Eibhleann represented took more control. Her long dark ginger hair was turning black starting from the tips of her hair, her fingers and hands turning black with shadows and her nails long and sharp. Large raven wings were flared out as she took a step towards Ronan.
"Aye... You have never listened, that the problem." Came her voice along with the voice of The Morrigan, there was two different tones, Eibhleann's own which was almost pleading, and then the anger of The Morrigan. "I.. If you had listened then I wouldn't need to make the choice." She took another step but staggered as Eibhleann fought to take control back from the Goddess inside of her.
"you should have listened to me when you had the chance." - Eibhleann
"aye." Ronan said, leaning against a tree, breathing heavily. "But whenever have I listened tae you." the spark in his eyes blazing. "I'll not fight you, sister. not this time. walk away, or kill me; you're the one that will have to live with the guilt."
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lady0fthecorvids · 10 months
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She looked from Link's face to the offered weapon, she was a fair fighter, and she has watched the swordsman long enough to see how he fights. She reached out and took the blade from him and giving a bit of a smile. "I choose to fight, I am tired of not being able to do anything and you always having to rescue me."
“I am afraid I will love you forever, and we will never be in the same room again.” - Zelda
"not if I can help it." said Link, a determined look in his eyes as he hefted the Master Sword. "you have two choices. fight with me, or run. but either way.... I will find you again. I always do." He offered her a blade. "choose."
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