Sep 13, 2025
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"Y -- y'shouldn't have to take care of me. I'm a grown man, I jus'... I jus' wish I weren't so damn useless after a full moon."
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@ofmuse ā£ šŗ
"Y -- y'shouldn't have to take care of me. I'm a grown man, I jus'... I jus' wish I weren't so damn useless after a full moon."
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@ofmuse // starter.
First there was silence and then the shot rang out. And there she was. Standing over his lifeless body. Other reapers would come to collect but she made it so she would be the one. She takes a step forward, kneeling down over him. She lost another person she cared for. Her hand moves, her fingers brushing along his tar stained cheek.
Death felt the wetness along her cheeks. For the first time in centuries.. She mourned someone. The tightness in her chest consuming her as she rocked him back and forth in her arms as she cried. "Higgs.."
She leans back to look at him again. His soul was ready. But she didn't want to let go. She couldn't collect.. No. She refused. Her tears drip from her chin, running along his cheek. "No.. You're not ready.. Not yet.." Her fingers comb through his hair as she leaned closer. Her ruby stained lips pressed to his as she caressed his cheek.
@ofmuse // starter for Evans
It was a nice enough day. So why not wander. That's when she comes to a record store. It wasn't too busy. And she would always hear humans talk about songs that made them feel a certain way. Or it had a deep meaning. Even songs that were made for her. It wasn't worship but. It was interesting humans had an affinity for her.
When she pushes the door open she listens to the jingles of the bells with a tilt of her head she turns towards the rows of records lined up. Some by genre. Some by alphabetical order. A very solid collection.
Her fingers runs down a few of the vinyl landing on (Don't Fear) The Reaper. She slips it free from the rack and looks at it with a soft smile.
š„ battle song for Paul?
š¤ ship song for Paul and Ania?
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š„ battle song:
Monolithic (slowed) by Milord. This one was difficult, but this man's entire life is a battle after Arrakis. Sooo I just chose the most 'battle-y' of my playlist for him!
š¤ ship song:
Sailor Song by Gigi Perez. When I first heard it, I just thought about ThemTM. Especially in their Messiah era.
Send "What if they kissed?" | accepting.
@ofmuseĀ asked: What if they kissed? (From Sanji, who would be so gentle and delicate with her)
RapunzelĀ Ā hadn'tĀ Ā anticipatedĀ Ā justĀ Ā howĀ Ā charmingĀ Ā SanjiĀ Ā couldĀ Ā be,Ā Ā heĀ Ā wasĀ Ā aĀ Ā pirateĀ Ā afterĀ Ā all,Ā Ā yetĀ Ā sheĀ Ā foundĀ Ā herselfĀ Ā soĀ Ā drawnĀ Ā toĀ Ā theĀ Ā man.Ā Ā GentleĀ Ā heartĀ Ā wasĀ Ā heldĀ Ā withinĀ Ā hisĀ Ā chest,Ā Ā sheĀ Ā couldĀ Ā tell.
WhichĀ Ā isĀ Ā whyĀ Ā theĀ Ā sunĀ Ā maidenĀ Ā didn'tĀ Ā backĀ Ā awayĀ Ā whenĀ Ā heĀ Ā inchedĀ Ā inĀ Ā closerĀ Ā andĀ Ā closerĀ Ā toĀ Ā herĀ Ā face.
AĀ Ā crimsonĀ Ā roseĀ Ā blossomedĀ Ā ponĀ Ā herĀ Ā ivoryĀ Ā cheeksĀ Ā asĀ Ā softĀ Ā lipsĀ Ā pressedĀ Ā againstĀ Ā herĀ Ā own.
DaintyĀ Ā fingersĀ Ā reachedĀ Ā upĀ Ā toĀ Ā lightlyĀ Ā caressĀ Ā theĀ Ā sideĀ Ā ofĀ Ā hisĀ Ā visage.
ItĀ Ā wasĀ Ā gentleĀ Ā andĀ Ā sweet,Ā Ā lastingĀ Ā aĀ Ā mereĀ Ā fewĀ Ā seconds.
"S-So..."Ā Ā sheĀ Ā mumbledĀ Ā sheepishly,Ā Ā tuckingĀ Ā aĀ Ā strandĀ Ā ofĀ Ā goldenĀ Ā hairĀ Ā behindĀ Ā herĀ Ā ear.Ā Ā "You'reĀ Ā leavingĀ Ā soon,Ā Ā right?Ā Ā ....I..Ā Ā hopeĀ Ā youĀ Ā don'tĀ Ā forgetĀ Ā me."
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š¤ (for Sanji if you're still accepting)
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@ofmuse asked ā i loved you enough, you just never believed it ā
It wasn't about his belief in her love but his knowledge of the Golden Path and the horrors that came with it. But he had never found it within him to share the burden, and not only because how could he press the importance of it on anyone else; how could he explain something beyond human understanding? He could barely understand it himself, just sunk under the unending, unyielding weight of it.
"I'm sorry I haven't shown you my love properly, if you still think that," he finally said, looking at her with a regretful smile.
@ofmuse / Ania whispered, " Restore my faith in you. Tell me I am good enough. " (Mixing Crane Wives lyrics for paulnia (new ship name alert) bc they wreck me) Messiah era šš
O, how can he restore faith when it filters through him, Spice-sand, tears, purpose? Terrible between the teeth, begotten Seeing that burns where only fire could remain. No precipitation in blackhole visions offers enough. Without Ania, he is driftless, a sunken anchor that only corrodes. No Golden Path lays claim to him without her handprints in echo.
Paul is on his knees, resting his head in her lap.
No prophet has ever begged the way that he does.
"You have my body, the flesh and bone," a whispers scraping against the back of his throat, fingers pressing into the soft of her thighs. "You have all of me, because only you are good enough. All I have is faith in you."