#rottns

003. an apology

young,

i should have been there. i could have done something to stop them. you should never had to go through that crap on your own. i’m so sorry i wasn’t there. i should have been there.

i get why you left unity, i would never blame you for that. after all, it’s not like that hasn’t crossed my mind once or twice before. but still, i’m going to miss seeing you around the guild. you are probably the closest person i am to and it sucks losing you like this but just know that i’m still going to be on your side. till the very end.

i’m sorry that i wasn’t there that day. i’ll make it up to you somehow.

stay safe young, please.-- izzy 

007. a letter written in the case of my muse’s death

kang youngho, 

i’ve been avoiding writing this kind of letter but lately it’s been on the back of my mind and i don’t want to just leave without another word, leave without saying some form of goodbye. i mean, we can always hope that you might never get this letter. but with the rate of how this game is going... 

we both know that it’s a possibility so in case something happens, this will be sent to you.

so first off, i love you. but you know that already. me being gone isn’t going to change that. you are a wonderful, amazing friend and i wish that we could have met out in the real world, wish that we could just grabbed coffee or see a movie. something out there that would be real and not virtual. 

there are just two favors i need to ask you, which i know isn’t fair to you. but i have to ask them anyways. you are the only one i would trust with this. 

the first favor is about my family. when you get out -- and you must -- let my family know that i’m sorry? that i tried. i don’t want them to think i gave up. even if maybe that’s something on my mind right now. but they should know that i’m sorry. that i should have made sure kael would come home. that i wasn’t there for him. just -- let them know that i’m sorry he’s gone, that i’m gone. please.

and lastly, i need you to stay strong. i need you to get out of here, to go home. you cannot give up. cannot look back in the past. don’t let yourself think that there was maybe something you could have done to stop this, there wasn’t. none of this was your fault. don’t let any guilt eat you away. you need to be stronger than that, young. stronger than me. stronger than everyone in this damn game. i need you to promise that you are going to fight. fight to get of here. fight to go home. fight to find happiness.

you deserve it.

-- izabel

010. a letter for a friend

young,

i might have had ea drink bor two so i’m writng this letter. forgive me if there are some form of grammatical erros or spelling mistakes -- i’m trying here.

but i wanted to thank you, yaou know for being my friend and for being there for me. i don’t know what zi would have done without you havinzg vmy bac. probably dead. ignore the scratched off part. it doesn’t mmatter.

thank you so much for thte love and care. i may not be the best 'best friend', but you waill always be the best personal body gudra for me. if evver you feel msad, remember that i am here. and isf you ever want me to karate chop some dickz, i will. because i think there are quite ua few dicks that deserve that.

Dr. Love thinks that a relationship between Mercutio and Seraph has a reasonable chance of working out, but on the other hand, it might not. Your relationship may suffer good and bad times. If things might not be working out as you would like them to, do not hesitate to talk about it with the person involved. Spend time together, talk with each other.

Send 🌋 and my muse will blurt out the first thing that comes to mind when they see your muse

“Dang that’s my boo-- I mean my home girl. Duh”

“My condolences,” the mage tells Seraph. She doubts the other female was ever all that emotionally attached to this fallen Jupiter figure, but there isn’t a lot she can express when she bumps into her at the ceremony.

Send 👌 For a Random Headcanon Between Your Muse and Mine @rottns​

That time Achilles saw Seraph sneak out of HQ …

Achilles jogged to a stop as he and Snow neared the Catalyst hq. He had ended up staying the night crashing in his office rather than going home so that he could finish up some last minute paperwork. He bends down to help stretch out his back a little and when he came right-side up he saw Seraph coming out of the Hq. He frowned watching her saunter on down the staircase a grin on her face.

A grin that disappeared when she saw him.

A brow raised as she scanted passed him, giving him a half-hearted wave before continuing on her merry way. Achilles didn’t think much of it, it wasn’t like she stole anything so he continued up the stairs and into HQ. Only to be greeted by a Hades who seemed surprised to see him as well. “ What are you doing here? he asked a flush coming to his cheeks. Before Achilles could respond, Hades mumbled a quick excuse me and walked past. Achilles looked after the man until he disappeared into one of the side rooms. Looking down at Snow next to him.

“Am I missing something?”

Send 👌 For a Random Headcanon Between Your Muse and Mine @pl4ytest ​

That time when Achilles and Pl4ytest went fishing...

“ I don’t think I’m doing this right” Achilles muttered as he sat in the boat next to Pl4ytest. Oracle had asked him to distract the young man and she had thought fishing would be a good idea. Achilles didn’t fish, didn’t even know where to begin and quite frankly was bored out of his mind.

He didn’t look like the only one.

Send me a 👌 for a headcanon between our muses

(I hope you don’t mind I’m just going to do one for Seraph!)

It was early. So early that the pre-programmed birds still haven’t sung, and the light from the pre-programmed sun came in ribbons through his curtains. She looked so soft in that moment, streams of light running through her hair and across her face. His grip around her waist tightened, pulling her closer to him as he took in a deep breath. It felt so strange, the way her legs tangled with his, or the way her hands rested on his chest. 

In that moment, she was a far cry from the Circus player he knew her to be. 

In that moment, he wondered, if things were different... if they had met somewhere else, sometime else... He shook his head and slowly untangled himself from her grasp, smirking at the whine of disapproval that slipped from her lips before tucking the edges of his blanket a bit tighter around her body.