corpsebell
corpsebell
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corpsebell · 5 months ago
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corpsebell · 5 months ago
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" Strange.....you don't belong to the creatures that inhabit this place, nor are you a demon." she sensed no demonic energy coming from the colorful being and kikyo was certain her eyes and senses were not betraying her. if such was the case, then what was this thing in front of her?
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" Your name– do you have one?" being shown no ill-well, the priestess returns that in kind, her voice soft but curious as she bends one knee to rest against the snowy earth beneath her feet.
@diamonddomain
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corpsebell · 5 months ago
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misc action memes
the one sending in the prompt is the one comitting the action . [ add * for role reversal ! ]
🤚 - to offer your muse a hand in dance . 🤕 - to dress your muse’s wound . 🎀 - to braid / brush your muse’s hair . 🗡️ - to point a weapon at your muse . 👑 - to bow down before your muse . ☀️ - to kiss your muse’s hand . 🧋 - to offer your muse a drink . 💎 - to try to steal something from your muse . 🚬 - to light your muse’s cigarette . 🙄 - for my muse to roll their eyes at yours . 💐- to gift a bouquet of flowers . 😴 - to fall asleep on your muse . 🧥 - to warm your muse by wrapping them in a coat / blanket . 🌻 - for my muse to suddenly hold your muse’s hand . ❗️ - for my muse to hold your muse’s chin as a way of getting attention . 🔔  - for my muse to wake yours from a nightmare . 🎁 - for my muse to cup your muse’s face with their hands . ⭐️ - for my muse to stargaze with yours . 💍 - for my muse to tie a piece of jewelry around your muse’s neck or wrist . ❤️ - for my muse to kiss yours on the forehead . 👋 - for my muse to tug at your muse’s sleeve for attention . 🥱 - for my muse to yawn loudly . 🌸 - to place a flower crown on your muse’s head . 🦁 - to snarl / growl at your muse . 🤝 - for my muse to reach out their hand for a handshake . 💥 - to push your muse aside . 🖕 - for my muse to flash their middle finger at your muse . 🌹 - for my muse to blush . 🌼 - to give your muse a piggyback . 🌾 - for my muse to catch yours from falling / fainting . 🟠 - for my muse to pace back and forth . 🤺 - to challenge your muse to a sparring match . 🩹 - to trace your muse’s scars . 👁 - to glare at your muse . ✨ - for your muse to catch mine shirtless . 🎵 - for my muse to catch yours singing in secret . 💧 - for my muse to wipe away your muse’s tears . 🧽 - to wipe / clean blood off your muse . 😢 - for my muse to be caught crying . 💪 - for my muse to flex their muscles . ✊ - for my muse to hit yours . 😶‍🌫️ - to be caught hiding from something . 🧍 - to block your muse’s path . 🌡 - to check your muse’s temperature . 🪦 - to see yours by a grave . 🚶 - to go on a long walk together . ⚡ - to take shelter from a storm together . 👀 - to be caught staring at your muse . 🪴 - for your muse to lean on my muse for support . 🧨 - to pin your muse against the wall . ⚔️ - to fight against enemies together . 🪞 - to catch my muse trying to compose themselves in front of a mirror . 🤫 - for my muse to place a finger to their lips, shushing your muse . 👞 - for my muse to help yours get dressed . 🤗 - to hug your muse . 🩸 - to approach your muse soaked in blood . 🛡️ - for my muse to protect yours from harm . ☃️ - to build a snowman together .
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corpsebell · 6 months ago
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kikyo was more than aware of how contradictory it was. a priestess she had been in life and in death and yet, for most of her second life, she had no choice but to rely on the souls of dead women. no doubt a result of her own soul being fragmented, an oversight from urasue herself. and while such didn't seem to be the case here– her body felt far too light and her collectors were nowhere to be found– it'll take time to adjust to such a thing. but it has afforded her a chance to do something she could not before.
she half-expected the sacred jewel to be displayed so carefully in the center of the shrine, shining in purified splendor. the sky, doused in gray and the earth covered in a blanket of snow which continued to fall painted a picture of serenity.
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kikyo closes her eyes, standing as still as the wind, basking in the sort of peace that eluded her for most of her life. for a moment, she thinks of Kaede and soon her hands are pressed together in silent prayer.
@hanabisays
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corpsebell · 6 months ago
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and yet it seems that demonic presences can linger. she can sense it and all she needs is to flick her wrist once, placing a very handy barrier in the strangers path!
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" Only the guilty leave so quickly." if one listened closely, there was the faintest drop of amusement. what, can a priestess not have a sense of humor? " You aren't one of what I speak of, but you have been around it. "
Hahaha, ridiculous right? No way demons could be just walking around town like everyone else.
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Wang Yi turns around, opens his mouth to check if his tongue is forked (it's not!), and starts marching hastily off in the other direction.
Anyways, he was only half! And it was only temporary!
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corpsebell · 6 months ago
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" I had expected even the modern era to be rife with demons......to find none is concerning." to the normal person, probably not. " Perhaps that is why Kagome left her weapons behind with her friends when travelling home......"
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corpsebell · 6 months ago
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it's....odd.
as far as kikyo could tell, demons were few and far between within this era, practically non-existent. she had picked up on various inhuman species and yet....hardly any were demonic in nature. surprising, but nothing that causes the priestess to let her guard down for even a second. a moment of hesitation could spell her demise and that was something she couldn't afford. rumors of death being but a fleeting thing in this plaace.....something she wished to avoid.
and yet, to stand idly by was simply not who she was. her role to the sacred jewel was done but above all else, as long as she breathed, she had a duty to protect and aid. and these pixies weren't unlike the kitsune back home. a flick of her wrist was enough to erect a barrier, causing the bunch that were dead-set on terrorizing some stranger to cry in pain upon making contact with it. after a few seconds, they flee, knowing that breaking through was impossible.
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"..... Are you hurt?" she asks, pausing to turn to look over her shoulder at the other, the barrier shimmering for a few more seconds before disappearing altogether.
@astrallithid
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corpsebell · 6 months ago
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" So the cursed have found themselves here as well."
her voice is even, hardly a shout, yet it seems to echo, slipping through the gaps in the trees and bushes. she had chosen this place within the mistwood for its seclusion, its peace. the ever-constant cacophony of the modern era tore relentlessly at her ears and to wilingly subject herself to such torment? she was no masochist. no, what the priestess desired was the tranquility of a place untouched by human hands. sleeping in a tree to her was no different than that of a bed. and yet, it seems rest won't find her.
(how could it when a soul, finally free, found itself pulled back into the vicious grip of life?)
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"Whatever it is you seek, do so elsewhere. Your presence frightens the souls." not of the denizens, not of the wildlife within the woods, but of the flickering lights that hover oh so close to her clay body.
@bimeval
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corpsebell · 6 months ago
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i'm in the process of editing icons but [fukai mori playing bass boosted at 3 am] i am sliding out an uncapped starter call for kikyo! do be warned that she won't be too friendly off the bat, especially in the modern times!
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corpsebell · 2 years ago
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there is no joy in it: having to use the souls of the dead to sustain her existence. though no choice of her own, when the ogress urasue defiled kikyō's grave to return her to the living once more, it left no other option. such is the existence of a specter, of someone who was once human and now can only ever masquerade as one. no amount of good done by her hands can change the fact that she must deny a soul the peace they are granted upon death. not that such is her intention, trying to make-up for it. it simply is what is. there's nothing else to it.
and now that she finds herself breathing once more, kikyō wonders if she ever truly will rest or if she is cursed to lead this false existence for as long as the stars turn.
the night is peaceful. it is the only time of day where the city falls quiet and that which cannot show itself in the light can roam freely. the forest of airaisal was, for the time being, her chosen place to reside. and it is here, under the blanket of night, that a wandering soul finds her once more. for now, her body is fine. it is in no need of being replenished and for awhile, the priestess lets the white orb hover mere centimeters above her palm, bathed in the gentle white light of the departed.
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she is not alone in this. there is another nearby, moving closer to her position with a purpose. eyes that had been closed in quiet thought open slowly, roaming over the trees until they land on the form of a woman. and all it took was once glance for kikyō to know.
" Have you come to collect it?"
@snowsleeves
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corpsebell · 2 years ago
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the modern era was....overwhelming, to put it lightly. overwhelming and a place in which she did not belong. the lights far exceeded the brightness of the sun, the noise was as irritating as naraku's saimyosho and, above all else, it was too crowded. incapable of hearing herself even breathe, what could she do except leave? this city was not a village and the buildings offered little interest for her. what she craved was the woods. the tranquility of the silence the trees offered. a place to think and wonder: why am I alive again?
the strange object given to kikyō upon her resurrection (for what else could it be? she had made peace and yet she continues to live. ) is cast to the side. thrown upon the ground with no interest or care. whatever the wishes of these 'Stars' are, she cares not. there it rests upon the ground as the priestess moves to continue on, intent to walk until she escapes this wretched grouping of metal and living souls.
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an unknown voice calls out to her, halting retreating steps. kikyō turns to spare a glance over her shoulder, eyes narrowed at the device held within the stranger's hands. the intention must be to return it. an honest one but pointless overall.
" Leave it. I've no use nor want for what this era holds."
@existentialismee
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corpsebell · 2 years ago
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i'm still in the process of iconing and i know the event is around the corner but, if the tag will let me in, consider this an uncapped starter call. may or may not be winterfes related, i'll keep this pinned! also, as a warning, this is a new blog so i am stuck with only the beta editor!!
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corpsebell · 2 years ago
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KIKYO // INU YASHA
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guardian of the shikon no tama at the behest of the demon slayers due to her immense spiritual power. she's really powerful like even after being resurrected
also a priestess! one who felt the need to hide her emotions due to her duty and as such, felt she could never live a normal life
died in a pretty tragic way at the machinations of another 50 years before the start of the series
fellas you ever have an ogress steal things from your grave to revive you and try to control you only for you to kill her and also your object of affection who attacked you before you died??? no?? just me????
long story short, her body is made out of clay witht he soil from her grave and her cremated bones. as such, kikyo cannot bleed, nor does she have any warmth in her body or touch
she's an undead specter cursed with a sort of 'false existence' who has to rely on the souls of dead women to stay alive so if you see her in the forest with white orbs around her just. just go the other way there's nothing to see here
comes off somewhat detached and apathetic but there still lingers some of the kindness she held when she was alive
fuck naraku all my homies hate naraku
knows absolutely nothing of the modern era that's her reincarnations specialty so she'll probably never use her phone or technology and haunt the woods don't worry about it
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corpsebell · 2 years ago
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on prior reserve i'd like to app in kikyo from inuyasha! app is located under /a and stats under /s, thank you!
Welcome to chilly Isola Radiale, Kikyo!
You’ll be housed in APARTMENT 311!
You will retain your ability to create Spiritual Barriers up to five times per day.
You will also receive a toy bow and arrow.
Enjoy your stay!
– ⋆ canopus.
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corpsebell · 2 years ago
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★ 【Null】 「 kikyo 」 ☆ ⊳ kikyo (inuyasha) ✔ republished w/permission ⊳ ⊳ follow me on twitter
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