"Deep down, you’re scared. Aren’t you?" (Starla)

magicaltwingirls:

mr-l-green-thunder:

"What should I be scared of?" L questions, as he looks away from her. He crosses his arms. 

Starla gave him one last look, before heaving a small sigh. “Fine then. You know where I am if you want to talk.” She knew he was hiding something from her, but she wouldn’t pry; even she respected one’s space above her concern.

The bandit gives a faint nod, though he didn’t look over at her. “…I understand. Now isn’t the time though,” he tells her, faintly hinting that perhaps she was right. Without boldly admitting it.

((You’ll stay alone if you push others away.))

"You say that like I don’t know. Perhaps I rather stay alone? I come off as an asshole, anyway, oh well."

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"We can make it work! Let’s run away together, you and me!" (//A possessed Opal?? D:)

"Run away? With you? Uh…. Miss, I’m pretty sure I don’t even know you, so…" L commented, trying to talk her out of such a situation. What were they running from anyway? 

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"Deep down, you’re scared. Aren’t you?" (Starla)

magicaltwingirls:

mr-l-green-thunder:

"What should I be scared of?" L questions, as he looks away from her. He crosses his arms. 

"It’s no use, L; perception spells, remember? I can see what a person truly feels." Starla’s blank face was betrayed by the concern in her eyes. "Everyone gets scared, y’know. It’s alright to be scared."

L looks away, chuckling once more, as he shakes his head. He closes his eyes, arms still crossed across his chest. “Please, Starla. I’m fine.” He wasn’t one who opened up, and he kept things bottled up. Much different than Luigi.

"Deep down, you’re scared. Aren’t you?" (Starla)

"What should I be scared of?" L questions, as he looks away from her. He crosses his arms. 

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"Deep down, yer scared, aren'cha?"

"Scared? Of what?" L questions, raising a brow at the other. He did’t even know this guy…

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Random Sentences (Angsty ones)

rpmememaker:

"How do you really feel about me?"

"Can’t you pretend to love me this once?"

"Would you care if I was gone?"

"Don’t you know the hell I go through to keep you safe?"

"I can’t take this any longer. Help me."

"Deep down, you’re scared. Aren’t you?"

"You’ll stay alone if you push others away."

"How many lives have you taken with your own hands?"

"Just for today. Please."

"You’re the only one who’s never called me that…"

"We can make it work! Let’s run away together, you and me!"

"I… have loved you this whole time."

"Treat me as you see fit. I’ll still protect you. It’s my role after all."

"Maybe it’s too much for me to expect kindness."

"You give me meaning, even if you take it away."

"Please… hold me. Don’t say anything, just… hold me."

Your Humble Servant - closed rp with the-pleaser-of-crowds )

the-pleaser-of-crowds:

This turned from seemingly harmless mistake, to down right disturbing. Normally he was the one to induce odd feelings towards others, but this man… Who looked vaugely familiar, granted, was on a whole new level of creepy. Dim held his breath for a minute before letting it all out, seemingly annoyed yet intrigued with the stranger before him. Why did he travel all the way out here to become his servant? Not even the jester knows.

Following what was advised of him, he took the cake and coffee that was freshly prepared and steadily consumed on said items. Well… It was delicious, what more could he ask for? But it was still strange, the way this butler starred at him… As if anticipating an order. Maybe he could get a few answers out of this stranger just to clarify what the hell was going on.

"…Why are you here, specifically? Besides providing service to me, anyway… What purpose do you serve? How do you even know me? You do strike me familiar, but I can’t tell…"

L tilts his head slightly when he heard the questions, as if a bit curious as to why he might ask. And then, a small chuckle escaped his lips, as he shook his head a bit. How to go about it… Well, he may as well explain the latter first. They kind of went hand in hand.

"Well, Master… I was told I was meant to resemble someone who had been rather close to you…. I wasn’t told much, nor do I remember much of anything anyhow. Nothing of personal memories at least. As for why I am here… Well, the purpose I serve is simple. To do anything you wish… After all… I’m not an ordinary servant," he continued, before smirking slightly. For a moment, his eyes then shifted to crimson red, to show what he meant.

"…As you can tell by now, I’m sure, you’re highly intelligent after all, I am a demon… Demons are very powerful beings, and can do just about anything you wish… Do I know exactly why I was sent to you in particular? Not entirely… But it was for a reason. Perhaps we’re to figure that part out? Who knows… I just do as told. And if I was told to serve you… I shall do it."

Ask my muse questions about their relationship with another character.

sieralonapprentice:

infinitomuses:

I LOVE THESE PLEASE

((The more challenging the question, the better. :D))

hiddlebutt-cumberbooty:

cheshirecat:

flawlesstrueperfection:

what the fuck kind of theme for nail polish is “germany”

seriously have we really gone through every other idea in the world

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did you do it for the puns

these aren’t even good puns

i am so disappointed

I CAN’T STOP LAUGHING

'these aren't even good puns' erm excuse you but “Don't Talk Bach To Me” is fucking comedy gold