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The girl sighed, a pout forming on her lips as she slumped in his lap, "We could cover the town in ice," she grumbled, "The heat is bad for my skin. I'll get wrinkles, brother, wrinkles."

You'd think with the heat, Mabel wouldn't be in her brothers lap.

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           I’m not 𝘦𝘹𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘭𝘺 what you’d call…

                       ❝ A hero. ❞

     But I certainly wouldn’t say that                  I’m 🇹​🇭​🇪​ 🇻​🇮​🇱​🇱​🇦​🇮​🇳​ of this story.

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The gentle, floral scent of perfume mixed well with the stronger, metallic scent of blood. Or, at least, that's what Mabel liked to tell herself. She sat perfectly still in her chair, staring at the slumped corpse in front of her.

How dare any man or woman think they were good enough for her.

Her; A goddess above all others. Well, above most. Her only equal in this world was her darling twin brother, Mason.

Run of the mill humans, however? Nothing but mere aunts. Petty sacrifices on their way to the top. Just like this sorry excuse for a creature had been. Some random whose stare had lingered just a bit too long, who'd held her hand a bit longer than was appropriate. But now? Now he couldn't ever stare or hold anything ever ever again~ Mabel had made sure of it.

“William,” her voice was soft, but from only G-d knows where, the demon appeared, dressed all in black, his tailcoat pristine despite a day of hard work on the mansion. He gave a bow before standing upright, blue hair brushed and gelled back as he gazed solely on his Mistress. The dead body going completely ignored, “Clean this mess up. I seem to have gone overboard again,” she finally smiled, “I'm sure Uncle will scold me on self control.”

The demon gave another nod, without hesitation. Despite his wanting to make sure she was unharmed and safe, that was purely his own worried mind racing. He knew fully well she was unscathed.

“As you wish, my Mistress. I'll also run a bath for you and prepare some tea.”

“Prepare tea for two, I want to spend the rest of my evening with my brother.”

With that she stood and walked out. No please or thank you. Perhaps, in another life, she'll see the error to her ways. But for now, she was a princess, and a princess must act accordingly.

Any drop of blood that seemed to fall once she left what was virtually a dungeon almost seemed to disappear before it ever had the chance to touch the perfectly maintained floors of the manor halls. Mabel didn't care to notice. After all, she was born into this weirdness which absorbed their family. Born and raised into it. Magic, oddity, illness, it was all a package deal for the Gleeful's.

And, like magic, when Mabel made it back to her own bedroom, the adjoined bathroom was filled with the scent of rose hip oils mixing with the steam of her bath, as well as a delectable tea aroma. Was it.. Some form of fruit tea with hints of mint? William knew her well.

The next hour was dedicated to her cleaning herself off. The blood, the sweat, the stress, and the anger. It all seemed to fade away.

Once she finished, Mabel put on fresh clothes. A beautiful knee length dress with an extra poofy petticoat underneath, ribbons at her wrists and for her neck tie, light blue stockings, black mary jane shoes, and, of course, her signature headband with that pretty blue amulet on top~

No more blood. No more evidence of her having a bad day~

When she stepped out of the bath, having drank the tea William originally set out for her, she found there were now two cups of tea on a tray, which started to gently float via demonic magic. It was William, helping to guide the tray so that Mabel wouldn't have to lift a finger. This tea blend was different. A more bitter brand of Darjeeling. Though, of course, there was a small container of sugar for Mabel, as she preferred things to be sweetened.

And so, Mabel made her way to her brothers room. Granted, it wasn't far from her own, she'd have preferred that they still share their bedroom.

Mabel barely knocked before entering, though knocking at all was rather uncommon for the Gleeful Princess. Smiling, the teen put her hands on her hips, “Brother, I want to have tea with you,” she announced, not really paying mind to if he was busy or not. Usually, though, he was, “I've even brought an offering of tea~!”

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     I can’t promise      to fix all your            𝒫𝑅𝒪𝐵𝐿𝐸𝑀𝒮

     But I promise      you won’t face      them           𝒜𝐿𝒪𝒩𝐸

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           You didn’t work 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥                 Just to fade to black.

    Cuts me in half to see you 𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠.

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                   I can’t shake these       midnight thoughts when I’m ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ.

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"....You're all making Ursa Major (pinecoded) sad, from the look of things. Why... Do I... Want to protect him?"

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ooc;

hi, i dont have enough interactions with any stan role players and thats a literal tragedy

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             Dim the 𝑙𝑖𝑔𝘩𝑡𝑠, shut the 𝑏𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑠,                 But I’m counting the time —

       Am I 𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘰𝘶𝘴 or am I 𝖎𝖓𝖘𝖆𝖓𝖊?

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Cause when your time is up and everything is falling down

     It’s only me and you Who’s gonna to save you now

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Cause I was [ B O R N ]               in this { P A I N }

                                                It only hurts if you let it     

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“It didn’t have to come to this.”

“Yes, yes it did. They were trying to kill us. I just did what I had to do.”

“But did you have to kill them all? Maybe we could’ve–”

“Look, I know you don’t agree with my methods, but you can’t deny they work. If you have a better idea, you deal with the problem next time. Don’t stand there bitching about morals while you let other people dirty their hands in your place.”

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                                                                    Be that beast,                                                    be that monster in their nightmares,                                                            don’t let anyone stop you.                                                                  not even yourself.

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Reblog if you RP NSFW

I’m curious, and remember that doesn’t just mean smut. It also means gore, violence, abuse and stuff around those lines

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I cannot stop this                             sickness taking over It takes control                          and                                  drags me into nowhere

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ooc;

sorry, i dont quoue things, i just go on a pass reblog spree and then pass out.