norowaretamuses
A JJK Multi-Muse - 21+ Dash and Mutuals Only- Asks Open to AllRead rules before interacting
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I saw it different, I must admit
I caught a glimpse, I'm going after it
They say people never change, but that's bullshit
they do
" i won't warn you again. know your place. " sukuna + mahito
"Waaah! So scary!" The curse's face stretched in mock awe and he raised his hands halfway in a warding gesture. "You're not still holding a grudge about before are you?" Lips twisted into a sneer briefly before the expression became innocent again. Palms turned skyward, outstretched, placating- but not too far. Some lessons were learned faster than others.
"Don't be so harsh. I think what we need is a fresh start, hm? We have so much common ground, it would be such a shame to throw it all aside over a little misunderstanding."
i know i’m super late to the party but i finally got my hands on a jjk light novel and wow. new angst material
無下限__“ close your eyes, you don’t need to see this. ” /For Megumi or Yuji, whoever seems the most dramatic.
A moment passed, hesitation as jade green eyes flitted from Gojo's familiar shape ahead of him to the man on the other side, partially blocked from view by his benefactor. Megumi stalled, not wanting to look away, but not wanting to disobey a direct order. Not that this felt like an order, so much as a firm request. Firmer than Gojo typically was with him. There was a coldness to his voice that told the boy that neither he, nor this interloper, were going to enjoy what was coming.
The man across from them leered, too cocky for Megumi's liking. Clearly he didn't know what they knew- which was that he'd just waded into waters, much too deep and treacherous for his expectations. He wasn't the first "envoy" the Zen'in had sent after Megumi, but something in the primal part of his brain told Megumi he was about to be the last.
I'm not some little kid, he wanted to argue, despite the obvious truth. He was exactly that- but Gojo wasn't that much older than him, really. At least, he wasn't an adult either- not like this man. Maybe that's why the "envoy" was so badly underestimating them now despite Gojo's fearsome reputation. A flicker of a more appropriate emotion crossed his face when the older boy spoke, addressing Megumi rather than him. Like he wasn't there. Like he didn't matter. And truly? He didn't.
After a beat, Megumi allowed himself to fall a step behind his companion and with a solemn glance at the figure blocking their path, shut his eyes.
I've never fallen from quite this high
Fallin' into your ocean eyes
lovers to enemies, bc we love the ✨drama✨ ... sentence starters
"I wish you would just leave, finally."
"I could never give you what you needed."
"What? You still care about me? Fuck you."
"You used to be so good. Now look at you."
"You still deserve to be loved. Just not by me."
"I never thought I'd see you here... what a shame."
"Is that all we are now? Enemies? Or worse, strangers?"
"All our history and I wish I could burn it away, for good."
"I used to trust you. Used to, being the operative words."
"You betrayed me. That's not just something you forgive."
"Look at what you've become… and you wonder why I left."
"Wait, are we fighting or flirting? It's very hard to tell these days."
"We could've been something special, you know? Now look at us."
"Some part of me still wants to forgive you. Even after everything."
"I can't believe they paired us up together, even with our… history."
"I hear things have been going well for you. Must've repaired your karma."
"I shouldn't even be jealous, you're not even mine anymore. You never were."
"I still don't know what happened to us… how did all that love turn into hate?"
"I know you still hate me, I don't blame you for that. But, I still need your help."
"There was once a time I would've given my life for you. Now I just don't care."
"I wish this had ended on better terms. No changing the past, though, I guess."
"You scream so loudly about how much you hate me. But, you don't. Not really."
"You don't really loathe me. You can't. Not after everything we've been through."
"I don't think this was ever love. I think it was always hatred, we just didn't see it."
"I'm only here out of necessity. When it's all over, I never want to see your face, again."
"I still think about you all the time... mostly about all the terrible things I hope befall you."
"You left nothing but chaos in your wake. I've just cleaned it all up... don't bring all that back."
"You were so scared to lose me, you always said that. Not too scared to do that, though."
"I still remember the good times, you know. Everything we had… it's a shame it all went away."
𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬.
my original batch can be found HERE! i got all kinds of angsty and protective vibes took over, but if u think of any more that you’d like to see on the list, shoot me a DM so i can add it!
“ get behind me… ”
“ stay here. ”
“ don’t worry. everything’s going to be alright… ”
“ you shoot anyone who comes through that door who isn’t me. ”
“ when you love something, you protect it. ”
“ i’ll keep you safe. ”
“ do everything that i say, and we might both live to tell the tale of this night. ”
“ when i say run, i need you to do as i say and don’t even think about me. ”
“ get down! ”
“ close your eyes, you don’t need to see this. ”
“ why wouldn’t i save you? ”
“ it’s alright. they won’t be hurting you again… ”
“ of course i came for you… it would take far much more than that to stop me. ”
“ listen to me… i need to go back out there. but i promise you, i’ll be right back. okay? all i want you to do is stay hidden, and i’ll be back before you know it. ”
“ there’s nothing in this world nor any other, that would stop me from protecting you. ”
“ get out of here! now! ”
“ i knew you’d feel guilty; you do understand that i’d take a thousand wounds if it meant keeping you safe, don’t you? ”
“ i swear to you. as long as i’m by your side, you’ll never be harmed. ”
“ it’s my job to keep you safe, yes, but you could work with me a little to make it easier. ”
“ protecting you isn’t my duty. it’s my privilege. ”
“ who did this to you? where are they? ”
“ listen to me. i don’t think i’ll be able to buy you much time. and once i go out there, the clock starts. so the second you hear us fighting, i want you to run. as fast and as far as you can. ”
“ are you alright? “
“ can you move? “
“ why is it so difficult for you to believe that you deserve to be protected? “
“ you’re a good person. good people deserve to be safe. “
“ i’m going to protect you, now. because that’s what we do for the ones we love. we keep them safe. “
“ stay close. whatever you do, do not leave my side. “
“ i’ll do whatever it takes to keep you safe. no matter the cost. “
“ i’m on my way. ”
“ it’s alright… it’s okay… i’m here now. i’ve got you. ”
“ it’s all over now. don’t panic. it’s not my blood. ”
“ i don’t know how long i’ll be able to protect you for, but i guarantee you, i’ll only stop with my final breath. ”
無量__Your muse pulls my muse out of harm’s way. - Yuji!
"GYGHH!" Yuji chokes on a yelp, as something jerks on the scruff of his neck and yanks him back just in time to avoid the spray of acid that splatters across the place where his feet had just been. The pavement erodes rapidly, stretching towards him, and he stumbles back into something solid and warm. The decay stops abruptly an inch from his toes and he tilts his head back to see Gojo standing over him as though he'd been their all along. Long fingers uncurl from his hood and slide through his hair in a playful tousle.
"Sensei!" He gasps, equal parts relieved and delighted. Feeling bolstered, Yuji grins broadly and looks back at the poison curse throwing a tantrum on the other side of limitless. Cursed energy gathers around his fist as he straightens and waits for his teacher's direction.
A Collection of My Favorite Nonverbal Prompts: ('my Muse' refers to the one who posted the meme, and 'your muse' refers to the sender)
Your muse raises a finger in a gesture to silence my muse.
Your muse gestures for my muse to sit down.
Your muse taps my muse on the shoulder to garner their attention.
Your muse works a brush / comb through my muse’s hair.
Your muse helps my muse put on an article of clothing.
Your muse and my muse make eye contact across a busy room.
Your muse straightens an article of my muse's clothes.
Your muse rolls their eyes at my muse.
Your muse hovers over my muse’s shoulder as they complete a task.
Your muse finds my muse somewhere they shouldn’t be.
Your muse finds my muse drunk.
Your muse throws an item of sentiment bitterly at my muse.
Your muse gets caught following my muse.
Your muse pulls my muse out of harm’s way.
Your muse buys my muse a drink at a bar.
Your muse claps a hand over my muse's mouth to silence them.
Your muse gets caught snooping in my muse's things.
Your muse throws something aggressively at my muse.
Your muse yells at my muse to put their hands in the air.
Your muse watches mine while drinking their beverage.
Your muse “accidentally” briefly touches my muse. (example: brief hand touch, knee under the table)
Your muse beckons my muse to follow yours somewhere.
Your muse and mine get assigned as partners for a mission.
It can't be unlearned
I've known the warmth of your doorways
Through the cold, I'll find my way back to you
⋘ 𝕥𝕖𝕩𝕥 𝕞𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕒𝕘𝕖: ⁺¹ ᶦⁿᵘᵐᵃᵏᶦ ᵗᵒᵍᵉ ⇴ ᵐᵉᵍᵘᵐᶦ ⋙ “Tsᴜɴᴀ ᴍᴀʏᴏ.” 【you were shorter, then.】
"And you're still short now, so what's your point?" Megumi scoffed mildly without looking up to confirm the assessment of his upper classmate. The older boy was hovering over Megumi's shoulder as he turned the page of their new yearbook to show something less embarrassing. It was true that he'd hit a growth spurt since the beginning of their first semester, but did Toge really need to mention it?
"Don't know why they even bother with these when there's barely a handful of us." The next array of photos reflected the same images on each of their student IDs for the previous year accompanied by brief summaries of their specialties. Nothing new, nothing worth looking at. He shut the book and passed it over his shoulder to Toge, who seemed more interested in it than he was currently. "Knock yourself out."
//I'm bored and XIV is down for maintenance. Put a character in the replies for a moodboard
A Collection of My Favorite Nonverbal Prompts: ('my Muse' refers to the one who posted the meme, and 'your muse' refers to the sender)
Your muse raises a finger in a gesture to silence my muse.
Your muse gestures for my muse to sit down.
Your muse taps my muse on the shoulder to garner their attention.
Your muse works a brush / comb through my muse’s hair.
Your muse helps my muse put on an article of clothing.
Your muse and my muse make eye contact across a busy room.
Your muse straightens an article of my muse's clothes.
Your muse rolls their eyes at my muse.
Your muse hovers over my muse’s shoulder as they complete a task.
Your muse finds my muse somewhere they shouldn’t be.
Your muse finds my muse drunk.
Your muse throws an item of sentiment bitterly at my muse.
Your muse gets caught following my muse.
Your muse pulls my muse out of harm’s way.
Your muse buys my muse a drink at a bar.
Your muse claps a hand over my muse's mouth to silence them.
Your muse gets caught snooping in my muse's things.
Your muse throws something aggressively at my muse.
Your muse yells at my muse to put their hands in the air.
Your muse watches mine while drinking their beverage.
Your muse “accidentally” briefly touches my muse. (example: brief hand touch, knee under the table)
Your muse beckons my muse to follow yours somewhere.
Your muse and mine get assigned as partners for a mission.
A Lick and a Promise
@knot-ee Yuji's head was pounding as he came to, a cracked stone ceiling swimming into view. Where was he? Something beneath him creaked unpleasantly when he rolled onto his side- a thin dirty mattress. He blinked a few times and rubbed at his aching eyes with the heels of his palms before looking up to take in his surroundings properly. He already knew what he'd find before it all came into focus. Another damn jail cell. "Oh come on." The complaint was voiced to no one in particular, except for maybe whatever capricious and mean spirited god oversaw his existence. He sat up, swinging his legs over the side of the cot, and running a hand through his hair-fisting it at the back in frustration. At least they hadn't cuffed him this time- but that also meant whoever brought him in felt pretty surely about the security of his cell. Sure enough- the bars looked just about brand new and the lock on the door appeared equally as up to date. No one was even standing guard, so either they were positive about him staying where he was put or no one much cared if he did or not. Yuji didn't feel like testing which it was. Nothing made a man look guiltier than trying to break himself out of prison.
Heaving a sigh he cast a cursory glance around and was relieved to find a tin cup of water along with a plate of some meager offerings sitting on a rickety stool beside the cot. He eagerly emptied the glass and then allowed his attention to extend beyond the bars to the rest of the immediate area. It was a typical jail- not a prison, thankfully. There was only one other cell beside his- empty and a desk in a far corner beyond that. Yuji recognized from past experience, the settings of an attached sheriff's office. Odd to find it empty, but he didn't mind having a moment or two alone to collect his thought and try to piece together what had happened. A few hazy images crossed his mind- the warm interior of a well kept bar, a few friendly faces turning sour. The barrel of a gun between his eyes. And now it was rushing back all at once. Another bank robbery with his name smeared all over it- and this time it hadn't been clean. Three people wounded and one dead. Never mind that Yuji had been two towns over at the time- it was his face people remembered, clear as anything. Just like last time, and the time before that, and the time before that, and- Shit. He really couldn't go anywhere these days. A certain someone had made sure of that. He buried his face in his hands again and wracked his brain for a better excuse than "It wasn't me."
I'm so sorry that you have to have a body
One that will hurt you, and be the subject of so much of your fear
It will betray you, be used against you, then it'll fail on you my dear
Dash Game: Behind the Mun
NAME: Sian
PRONOUNS: Any
MOST ACTIVE MUSES: Satoru Gojo tbh but it's rally a Russian roulette on any given day who I am in the mood for. You tell me
EXPERIENCE: I've been writing online for about twenty years if I'm being honest and up front. I got mmy first real start on Gaia Online and Livejournal, though I was passing rolepalys back and forth in notebooks with friends well before that. I know that dates me, but I think it speaks to my length and variety of experience at least.
FLUFF, ANGST, OR SMUT: I'll be frank and say I really don't care for fluff at all. If I had to choose one of these three I guess I'd say angst, but my real preference is action adventure with a healthy dose of romance. Think Pirates of the Caribbean or The Mummy. Something dramatic and exciting with a classic love story. ...God that dates me too doesn't it?
LONG OR SHORT REPLIES: It really depends on my mood. I love writing long replies, but I am not always capable of them, between my mental and physical health. Ideally I'd be consistently somewhere in the middle, but consistency is not something I can promise in good faith. I'll accept anything from my partner though! Historically I have written both novella style roleplays and short form, script formatted roleplays- so I'm quite flexible. I'm even down for experimental POVs. I'll follow the leads I'm given.
PET PEEVES: My biggest one is when a partner is not vibing with something that we are doing and doesn't tell me about it at all or until well after the fact. It makes me feel guilty for giving them a bad experience while also causing me to doubt my own abilities and tastes. It just feels bad. I guess lack of communication in general is my worst ick. I don't like not knowing things. If I've upset you, tell me. If you're losing interest in what we're doing, or need to change directions, tell me. If you just plain need a break from interacting at all that's totally fine but TELL ME. I get really self conscious and it sucks not knowing if I'm the reason someone is unhappy or a story has stalled. Please just talk to me and we'll work whatever it is out. In return I'll show you the same courtesy.
ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSE: Lord Jesus I hope not LOL. Just kidding, not all my muses are like Mahito and Sukuna, and even in their cases, there are things we share. I think there's a little of everyone I write in me or I wouldn't be able to do what I do, right? If I'm just speaking on the muses I have, I'll put it like this- I have Mahito's cynicism and curiosity, but Yuji's hope, sense of humor, and taste in film. Like Gojo and Sukuna, I feel like there are only a few people who really get me and I get restless when I feel like I don't have someone who can match my energy and interests. I often feel like I can't ever go all out in expressing myself and it's stifling. Like Chouso, I want to be a pillar that my loved ones can lean on and stand behind. Like Uraume, I have people in my life I will turn into an absolutely feral asshole for, and our relationships have the potential to be a huge part of my personality, sometimes in detrimental ways. With Megumi I can self isolate and feel hopeless about my potential for growth, but I keep trying in spite of that. (I also love animals so fucking much.) I often joke with my friends that I'll empathize with a corn chip and it's really true. I feel like I can relate to just about anyone, even if it's not always flattering or healthy. But conversely I do also learn a lot about myself by writing different characters so it's not all bad I guess.
TIME TO WRITE: Errrrrm. Damn that's rough. I work 8-5PM Mon-Fri, EST but I'm not always available outside those hours either depending on how I'm feeling. One of the downsides of writing with me is that I don't keep normal hours because my brain is a bag of cats. The best time to catch me is probably between 6AM-7PM Saturday and Sunday, but there are tiems during the week I'll be available too. Just not as often. That's strictly with regards to RP though. If you want to chat or plot I'm highly responsive on DMs 95% of the time. I have severe ADHD and don't always have regular access to my meds so my energy levels and attention spans fluctuate. I'll always let you know where I am at and what to expect though.
Hopefully all that wasn't severely discouraging! Hit me up if I didn't scare you off.
TAGGED BY: @summer-esotericist TAGGING: who the heck ever
Romantic Gestures.bold what applies to your muse, italicize if there's potential (or if it depends).
holding hands · buying flowers · cooking · cuddles · writing a poem / song · holding door open · tying shoe laces · sharing a milkshake with two straws · offering their jacket when it's cold · kissing in the rain · publicly confessing love.
long walks at the beach · doing the titanic pose on a boat · kissing the back of their hand · slow dancing · introducing them to their parents · lighting candles · flower petals on bed · love letters · stargazing · brushing / doing their hair · picnics · teaching them to play an instrument while gently guiding their hands · compliments.
drawing them · self-made gifts · massages · proposing with a family heirloom ring · lending them their favorite book to read · paying for dinner / coffee · surprise birthday parties · feeding them · handing them keys to their apartment · making space in drawer for their clothes when they stay over · sharing a blanket · couple costumes
tucking a hair strand behind their ear · keeping them from leaving · moving cities to be together · blowing a kiss · breakfast in bed · defending them in a fight · joint bubble baths · dropping the l-bomb / "i love you" · dedicating a song to them · wearing their clothes · yawning before putting an arm around them while watching a movie · grant them the last bite.
TAGGED BY: @summer-esotericist TAGGING: YOU
┋ᵈᵉˡⁱᵛᵉʳʸ ᕦ⊙෴⊙ᕤ ᶜᵘʳˢᵉ⇢ Mahito, maybe don't mention my past indiscretions?
"Indiscretions? Is that what we're calling them?" The curse planted his hands behind his head and turns his eyes upwards at the sky as he seemed to mull this over. "Why not just own up to them, ne? People should know what you're capable of. Knowing that just gives more weight to your mercies, doesn't it? Besides, it's not like you don't already have a reputation so you might as well lean into it and build from the foundation you have. It's sturdy after all."
His eyebrows shot up as if something had just occurred to him, eyes returning to meet Getou's in an expression of at least partially genuine surprise. "Unless you feel guilty? You don't right? right?"
"Just like how water flows throughout the Earth, life simply flows."