righthandmarksman

[righthandmarksman]

is the female friend mad at you still

No now we're just talking.

#wasnt mad at me anyways turns out #mad at you guys #obsession stuff or something #i dont know #i dont care #its not important

[righthandmarksman]

26: What are you craving right now?

Lupin

#(ooc yea this is an unhinged answer) #(ooc HOWVERR) #(ooc it is the true one LMAO) #(ooc fuck em up)

[righthandmarksman]

MA! CRANK UP THAT OBSESSION MORE

GREAT

#oh this is #uh #god #im gonna #have to #not #... #not... #interact... #hes all #mm #fuckkk

[righthandmarksman]

26: What are you craving right now?

I have just one thing. Just one.

#it's lupin #just Lupin #this is just #fuvk

[righthandmarksman]

17: Ever made out in the bathroom?

Yeah

#with who? take a wild guess #god that was good though

[righthandmarksman]

66: Do you have a friend of the opposite sex who you can act your complete self around?

Yeah.

#shes currently mad at me #not MY fault #getting amplified by anons sucks ass

[righthandmarksman]

64: Would it be hard to kiss the last person you kissed?

No. Not at all. Easy as fucking breathing to me.

#wrestling myself so hard #fucking #easier than breathing actually #its so natural its stupid #made for him #always #i know its true #i cant tell him its true #how true it is #and it kills me #cmon idiot #i wouldnt exist without you #its a fact #not even opinion

[righthandmarksman]

39: How old were you when you had your first kiss?

14. It was with Lupin

#you dont understand #how hard #i am trying to be fucking normal about this #but he saved me #he fucking saved me #hes all i need #you know that right #i think egeryone should #i think #goddammit

[righthandmarksman]

Magic anon your obsessions are now worse!!

have fun!!

HEY HEY HEY HEY NO fuck

#it burns #it fucking. burns #goooddd #i cnat #cant #too much

[righthandmarksman]

70 horrible questions ... Fuck it

01: Do you have a good relationship with your parents? 02: Who did you last say “I love you” to? 03: Do you regret anything? 04: Are you insecure? 05: What is your relationship status? 06: How do you want to die? 07: What did you last eat? 08: Played any sports? 09: Do you bite your nails? 10: When was your last physical fight? 11: Do you like someone? 12: Have you ever stayed up 48 hours? 13: Do you hate anyone at the moment? 14: Do you miss someone? 15: Have any pets? 16: How exactly are you feeling at the moment? 17: Ever made out in the bathroom? 18: Are you scared of spiders? 19: Would you go back in time if you were given the chance? 20: Where was the last place you snogged someone? 21: What are your plans for this weekend? 22: Do you want to have kids? How many? 23: Do you have piercings? How many? 24: What is/are/were your best subject(s)? 25: Do you miss anyone from your past? 26: What are you craving right now? 27: Have you ever broken someone’s heart? 28: Have you ever been cheated on? 29: Have you made a boyfriend/girlfriend cry? 30: What’s irritating you right now? 31: Does somebody love you? 32: What is your favourite color? 33: Do you have trust issues? 34: Who/what was your last dream about? 35: Who was the last person you cried in front of? 36: Do you give out second chances too easily? 37: Is it easier to forgive or forget? 38: Is this year the best year of your life? 39: How old were you when you had your first kiss? 40: Have you ever walked outside completely naked? 51: Favourite food? 52: Do you believe everything happens for a reason? 53: What is the last thing you did before you went to bed last night? 54: Is cheating ever okay? 55: Are you mean? 56: How many people have you fist fought? 57: Do you believe in true love? 58: Favourite weather? 59: Do you like the snow? 60: Do you wanna get married? 61: Is it cute when a boy/girl calls you baby? 62: What makes you happy? 63: Would you change your name? 64: Would it be hard to kiss the last person you kissed? 65: Your best friend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do? 66: Do you have a friend of the opposite sex who you can act your complete self around? 67: Who was the last person of the opposite sex you talked to? 68: Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with? 69: Do you believe in soulmates? 70: Is there anyone you would die for?

[righthandmarksman]

The Demons Come Out! Send My Muse Anons, taunt them, exploit their fears and weaknesses, tell them lies. Push them past their breaking point and make their Inner Demons come out, or make them break down completely!

[righthandmarksman]

Musharna Mail

It’s nighttime in an apartment somewhere in Yokohama, and you’re a five-year-old kid who quietly enters your dad’s room—trying not to wake him up.

You had a nightmare about your late mom, who was found dead after being murdered by local mafiosi. Usually, your dad somehow knows how to comfort you every time, which is always nice.

Tonight, however… your life would never be the same again.

You try to gently shake him awake like usual.

“Dad? I… I had a very bad dream…”

There’s no response.

“Dad…? Dad… please wake up…”

The shaking slightly intensifies as a grim possibility crosses your mind—a possibility nobody your age should even know about.

“Dad? DAD! Dad, please wake up!”

Eventually, you decide on trying something you’ve heard about from your dad.

You use two fingers on your right hand and gently press them against your dad’s neck.

There’s nothing to be felt. He’s gone too.

With the likely possibility washing over you like a giant wave at a beach, you sob your heart for what feels like hours—continuously pleading for your dad to wake up while also denying the dark truth right in front of you.

It becomes too much for you to handle, and before you know it, you’re running out of what was once your home like a cheetah.

Cue a fade to black as this disheartening core memory for someone you know ends.

.

#mafia dream huh #god this is #didnt need another #“old man is dead” #type dream #but yknow #thus is fine

[righthandmarksman]

Ain't your fault. Just stupid. Musharna Mail shit.

(TW: Attempted human sacrifice, death, burning alive, drowning)

Musharna Malice! Someone else's nightmare. Or, rather, memory.

You feel yourself let out a scream as your fathers, or so they called themselves, carve into your back. You were small and frail, just 8 years old, and about to be used to summon the Warring Beasts of Hoenn. Both of them, at the same time.

"Ophelia. Stop struggling," the more stubborn of your fathers commanded as the knife slowly carved a sigil.

Once it was done, you heard a roar. And then another. You braced yourself for your incoming death...

...But it never came.

Instead, the Warring Beasts were doing what they did best--warring. The Warring Beast of the Sea was drowning your dad's grunts in an attempt to best the Warring Beast of the Land, and the Warring Beast of the Land was burning your father's grunts alive from the sheer heat.

You and your fathers were caught in the middle, the safe ground, the only area that wasn't instant death.

The screams were unbearable, and, mixed with the searing pain in your back, you start to sob.

There's no end to it until you jolt awake.

.

[righthandmarksman]

(TW: Attempted human sacrifice, death, burning alive, drowning)

Musharna Malice! Someone else's nightmare. Or, rather, memory.

You feel yourself let out a scream as your fathers, or so they called themselves, carve into your back. You were small and frail, just 8 years old, and about to be used to summon the Warring Beasts of Hoenn. Both of them, at the same time.

"Ophelia. Stop struggling," the more stubborn of your fathers commanded as the knife slowly carved a sigil.

Once it was done, you heard a roar. And then another. You braced yourself for your incoming death...

...But it never came.

Instead, the Warring Beasts were doing what they did best--warring. The Warring Beast of the Sea was drowning your dad's grunts in an attempt to best the Warring Beast of the Land, and the Warring Beast of the Land was burning your father's grunts alive from the sheer heat.

You and your fathers were caught in the middle, the safe ground, the only area that wasn't instant death.

The screams were unbearable, and, mixed with the searing pain in your back, you start to sob.

There's no end to it until you jolt awake.

.

#god my back BURNS #i know i have a weird scar #i dont remember #but #ah fuck im gonna have to look in the mirror again arent i

[righthandmarksman]

Pelipper mail 6 plums

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Thanks

[righthandmarksman]

Nah. Don't be. Ain't your fault.

Musharna Mail.

A nightmare. It's not yours.

You stand in a park, talking to your father. At your side is a blonde-haired boy. A shadow looms over your father. But before you can warn him, he's on the ground, the beast tearing into his flesh. His head rolls away. Towards you.

You stumble backwards. And watch as your father's body almost looks like it's going to pull itself up.

You feel a hand grab yours.

"Isohiri! We need to run!"

You turn. And the pair of you run as fast as your legs will take you.

Running, running, until the dream fades out.

...

[righthandmarksman]

Shit. I didn't. That one's going around? Uh if it's...any consolation, shit's alright now. He's fine.

Musharna Mail A nightmare. It isn't yours.

It started innocently enough. Your best friend and partner complaining about his back feeling weird wasn't anything out of the ordinary. He was dramatic, and you were used to it. So you didn't think much of it.

Until he said that a wound reopened. An old one. You were there when he got it, you knew how old it was. Why was it open? There was no reason-

And then someone said Ultra Radiation. And he said it wasn't closing. The pressure wasn't helping. You got up immediately, headed to the bathroom, and you saw just how much it was bleeding.

You did the sensible thing at first, bandage, pressure, first aid. You were damn good at first aid.

It wasn't enough. The flow wouldn't stop. You realized you needed to do something, something drastic, and quickly.

You push aside how scared doing this made you, how afraid you were of the others seeing this, and you put all the energy you could into healing him. You could feel it eating you, like you were pouring yourself out into him. Playing an endless game of whack a mole with wounds, refilling his blood over and over from your own powers, getting energy through drinks, food, the air, anything if it meant keeping him alive.

You think you lost some weight there, some of yourself, and it went on for far too long. Both him and the bathroom are covered in blood. Two...maybe three times what would have killed him to lose. He said he was scared a few times, passed out once, but finally...finally it was over and he was fine. He was alive. He didn't have any symptoms of blood loss.

The relief hits you at the same time as you hit the floor.

T-Toxx...?

Nnno I donwanna lose hiim.

I'msorry,,

Pleasebeok.

Oh no.

Oh fuck no no no no no

Does this mean someone's been sent one of mine again???