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Two little boy, playing with Death his hair.
(secret headcanon from me but psssssst :D)
© Yana Toboso
//sorry for not being terribly active. It’s a mix of several things. My muse fighting me at every turn, a new muse popping up that is being much easier to deal with, the bit of chaos that happened on tumblr recently, and finals. Sorry. I’ll try to get back to things here when I can. Likely after finals when I can mentally deal with a fickle muse.
what the fuck rp starters
“Oh look, carnage.”
“I found you beat half to death in a dumpster. When I said I would call 9-1-1 you punched me in the face and said no before passing out.”
“Holy shit you look terrible.”
“Can’t go to my place, I’m making poison in my kitchen.”
“This is the tenth half-eaten corpse I’ve seen. It’s still kinda horrifying but less horrifying than the first time I saw one.”
“Yeah, that’s right, go wander off and commit murder somewhere else.”
Everything about your life makes so much sense now.”
“I don’t know, that sounds like a ‘fuck off’ kind of growl.”
“There’s a girl snorting cocaine off the counter in the bathroom. Just thought you’d wanna know.”
“I’ve got good news and bad news. The good news: some of this blood is mine. The bad news: most of it is mine. And I’m going to pass out.”
“After the fight some dude catcalled me on the way home so I turned around and spat a bunch of blood at his feet. Never seen someone regret doing something so fast.”
“Is that a fucking dragon?”
“That is genuinely disturbing.”
“Don’t smile. You have the smile of a serial killer.”
“This is surprisingly not the worst thing we’ve done. This is like, maybe halfway up the list.”
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Drinking starters
as requested by @ambitionbled (it won’t let me tag you, sorry!)
CONCERN.
❝How much have you had to drink?❞
❝You could have fucking alcohol poisoning!❞
❝Easy, there. Try to sit up.❞
❝I think I might’ve overdone it on the alcohol…❞
❝We’ve got to go get your stomach pumped.❞
❝I thought you said you were clean!❞
❝Yes, it is a big deal.❞
❝Let me drive you home.❞
❝You are NOT driving like this!❞
❝You are gonna have one hell of a hangover tomorrow.❞
❝Drinking until you puke is not normal.❞
DRUNK.
❝Is this real life?❞
❝I want to go to sleep but I can’t find any sheep.❞
❝How do you show fish affection?❞
❝Taco Bell is open 24 hours, right?❞
❝Tequila is not my friend? YOU’RE not my friend.❞
❝Drunk I am not.❞
-glasses on head- ❝Where did I put my glasses?❞
❝How do I tell my parents I’m a mermaid?❞
❝I’m not even tired.❞
❝I should call my ex.❞
❝I’m not drunk enough for this.❞
❝Does playing Mario Kart drunk count as drunk driving?❞
-hugging the floor- ❝I’m trying to stop the floor from spinning.❞
❝Can we go out for fried chicken?❞
ANGST.
❝What’s the fucking point anymore?❞
❝Screw recovery. I want a drink.❞
❝I’m too sober for this shit.❞
❝I don’t give a shit what you think.❞
❝I seriously don’t feel too good.❞
❝I didn’t even have that much to drink.❞
❝Will you stop fucking interrogating me?❞
❝I can drive. I’m fine.❞
❝There’s a reason I drink so much.❞
❝You’re the reason I drink so much.❞
❝I’m only happy when I’m drunk.❞
FLUFF/FUN.
❝You’re cute, you know that?❞
❝You wanna get wasted?❞
❝I’m bar-hopping tonight, wanna come?❞
❝What are you drinking, and why aren’t you sharing?❞
❝I’m having a party for two.❞
❝You’re so hot.❞
❝I’m usually too chicken-shit to say this, but…I really like you.❞
❝I don’t want to kiss you with your alcohol breath.❞
*kisses on forehead*
*kisses on cheek*
*kisses on lips*
Send my muse a fear you see them having, and they will rate it from 0-10 depending on how much it frightens them.
0 being “I’m not scared of that at all” to 10 being “NOPE NOPE NOPE”
Send “Rumor has it...” And a rumor about my muse
|| SEND ME HEADCANONS YOU HAVE ABOUT MY MUSE. I WILL CONFIRM / DENY / ELABORATE.
THE MOON & STARS
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crimsreaped
seeing him like this was like a KNIFE straight to the heart. she couldn’t bear the sorrowful aura, the lifeless eyes. she had mourned enough throughout her life & she knew the pain off loss all too well, to not want her beloved to feel the same. she led him out of the graveyard, far from the memories & the pain. the place she had in mind was a small, quiet coffee shop where nobody would bother them. the owner was an acquaintance of her — one of the few people who knew about her nature, for she had taken his wife’s soul when she had died. the old man had made grell promise that his wife would find PEACE upon her death.
‘ how long were you sitting there ? ’
There was no protest towards leaving the area. He had mourned, there was no question in that. But it wasn’t easy, trying to return to his usual self today. Hense why he’d wished that nobody would be showing up to the shop, or finding him at all. But this...this was right. He needed to talk to someone. And what better person than the woman before him?
“I’m not sure...” Cassius felt bad about not giving a more clear answer, but he really had no idea. He had been mourning before showing up to the grave, so it all blurred together. An uncomfortable mesh of sadness and obscure frames of time. “Longer than I should have.”
Nicole Dumont Headcanons
-Nicole Dumont was French, having spent her childhood there before moving to England when she married Cassius at 19. -Nicole wasn’t quite a noble, but she wasn’t poor either. Her family had a successful business, and allowed her to take part in things not traditionally suited to women. More advanced schooling as well as athletic hobbies. -She met Cassius at 15, during a visit to England with her family. It was a rather fancy gathering, and she found an interest in talking to the aspiring carpenter. -Though she returned home not long after, she kept in contact with Cassius through letters. -She found amusement in teaching her friend French, to the point where their letters were completely in her native language instead of his. -After Cassius became a carpenter, and a rather successful one, Nicole’s father gave his approval to their marriage. -She moved and lived with Cassius for a few months before the ceremony, where instead of taking his last name, he took hers. -At 26, Nicole had gotten pregnant, which caused excitement for both her and Cassius. -She was unaware in her partner’s involvement with the underground and its less than legal activities. -She died four months into the pregnancy, due to a gunshot wound to her chest. -She died in Cassius’ arms, unable to even talk through the blood and pain.
countcsstrancy
In all honesty, Isabella had actually just expected to see a animal dart by. But a person, and dressed it such attire. “Tiding up? Oh would you by chance be the caretaker of this graveyard then? You do look the part.” Hand was then quick to cover her mouth, not meaning to be rude or sound rude. “Sorry. It’s just, when I came earlier to visit my…..” She looked back over to her mothers grave, then back to the man. “…mother. I didn’t see another soul, until now.”
Isabella moved to fold her hands in front of her. “You do a good job of keeping this place tidy. I find it sad when I pass by some graves and see some which have become overcome with growth. And neglected. I guess, some families just forget about their loved ones over time. Oh! But listen to me rambling on. I’m Countess Isabella Trancy.”
Undertaker couldn’t help but find some amusement in this. He swayed ever so slightly in place, listening quietly as to let her finish talking. To her apology, he waved a dismissive hand. After all, he took a bit of pride in his work attire. Mostly in how much it unnerved some visitors.
“A Countess?” He hummed after the lady before him had finished talking. “Now isn’t that a rare sight indeed. Most nobles I’ve met have more private lots.” His attitude hadn’t changed. He’d been acting polite before, so he saw no reason to act excessively so. They were having a calm conversation after all. “Thank you kindly ma’am. I do my best to keep this place looking just as beautiful as the funerals themselves.” He found a morbid enjoyment in his job, that much is always clear. But even in these things such as cleaning up the tombstones, which wasn’t technically his work to do, he found joy in it.
Rumor has is that Grell is in love with William.
Undertaker wasn’t really paying much attention, not even when the rumor itself was brought up. He smiled his usual smile, chuckling faintly as he tapped his desk lightly with his nails. “Well now, that’s not a rumor about me, is it?” He hummed, seeming unphased by it.
The mortician had enough faith in Grell to think she’d tell him if this was the case. It didn’t even cross his mind to think otherwise of his significant other. And why should it?
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Intimidation Meme
Sometimes it’s difficult for people to seek contact with each other because they can feel intimidated by others. Using this meme, you can send the symbols to my askbox that represent to you how intimidating I am to you. This way, it could be more clear to both sides how things are based on these feelings.
😗 - YOU ARE THE SOFTEST BEING. 😀 - I’m not afraid of reaching out to you. 😃 - To me, you are easy to approach. 😊 - I think you are a really friendly person. 😶 - I’m not sure if I can reach out to you. 😐 - You seem a little distant from others. 😓 - I feel like you would not really like me. 😲 - I’m afraid of reaching out to you. 😟 - I wish I had the courage to start talking to you. 😥 - I am very intimidated by you. I wish it wasn’t that way, because you seem cool. 😫 - I admire you from the sidelines because you seem cool and I’m just a dork. 😧 - Senpai, notice me???? 😦 - I feel really insecure when I want to reach out to you. 😨 - You intimidate me….a whole damn lot. 😭 - I wish I could be your friend but to me, you are so hard to reach out to. 😱 - I am so incredibly intimidated by you, it even makes me a little anxious sometimes. 💀 - OH MY GOD DON’T EAT ME PLEASE
“I can’t sleep.”
Cassius turned his attention to his significant other, a soft sigh escaping his lips. Sometimes it was easy to forget that many Reapers had such trouble getting, and staying asleep. He was among the lucky few that had no trouble in that regard.
Getting up from his bed, which he only slept in to make Grell happy, he went over to her. He wrapped his arms gently around the visibly tired Reaper in an embrace, before guiding her to the bed. If she couldn’t sleep right now, then they could at least cuddle until then. He sat on the mattress and moved her beside him, pulling the covers around them both to keep away any cold.
“Want to talk, or just sit?” He hummed softly, not trying to play up the creepiness of his voice now. Instead, it just sounded mellow and scratchy, with a film of tiredness above it. Even if he felt worn out, he’d stay awake as long as he needed to. For Grell.
