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i miss this blog so m uCh .......

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i'm not back but FUCK ME it's about time yoku got a chance to be angry !!!!!

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                  SOMEONE TRIED TO STRANGLE ME                                        & I SURVIVED

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                 permanent hiatus !!!

so here’s the dealio: my muse for kougyoku has plummeted. don’t get me wrong, i love my baby and she will forever be one of my faves, but logging onto this account has become somewhat of a burden, and roleplaying is supposed to be fun. being here no longer fills me up w excitement. while u all have been nothing but extraordinarily kind, it’s time for me to make my leave. i may or may not come back if my muse ever returns, though for the time being, u can catch me at petraism, deathwailing, or trashpug. it’s been a wonderful ride! thanks to the buttholes who made my stay in this fandom one hell of an adventure !!!

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sxkabatou:

                                         new eras don’t come about because of swords,                                          they are created by the people who wield them.

                                                      I. II. III. IV.

[ofvinea]

licks face

          pls marry me ???

[ofvinea]

( bxiying )

公主; “No. You don’t understand. I made this move because I don’t want anyone to take anyone’s head. I don’t want Hakuryuu’s blood to stain any of the Ren’s hands and I don’t want him to kill anyone. We’re a family and I…Want…”  

               ❛     you say that, but families do not engage in civil wars on opposing sides. families do not draw their swords against their siblings. FAMILIES do not BETRAY. you are no family of mine, hakuei; not anymore... not ever again.       ❜

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                ❛     i don’t like to lose; it’s bad HABITS.       ❜

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( bxiying )

公主; “No matter what he becomes. No matter how dark and twisted and terrible he is I’ll continue to support him. I don’t expect you to understand, Kougyoku.”

                ❛     if he commanded you to bring him my head, you would obey?       ❜

[ofvinea]

send me a “☁” and i will put my itunes on shuffle, pick my favorite line from the first song that comes up and use it for a starter.

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( bxiying )

公主; “I am loyal to my country but before all that, I am loyal to my brother. I love him.”

                 ❛     do you have any idea how much damage hakuryuu has done by starting this war? millions of men are dead... men with FAMILIES. he is malicious, and he will destroy our empire, our home. yet you still have the nerve to choose his side? support his views? help him burn this kingdom down?       ❜

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( bxiying )

公主; “I’m not asking for your forgiveness. I don’t deserve it.”

                  ❛     you will certainly not get it, either! answer my question, HAKUEI! why did you do it? why did you turn your back on us?       ❜

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( jiyeshu )

                      THE WORLD WAS STILL AND RED; a landscape of ruination one can only find in the rapid sequence of their nightmares. Littered by mounds and mounds of decaying corpses, brittle ground painted like an ocean of blood, there wasn’t any room to breathe, unless one would fancy inhaling the metallic taste of iron over and over and over again. And if one would look closely, scrutinize every body dead and grotesque, they will realize that majority of the casualty were wearing the KOU EMPIRE’S INSIGNIA. The blood that ripples beneath his feet was his soldiers’, brave men who swore loyalty even in the face of death. Men with family, men with friends, men with honor AND LIFE.

   All of a sudden, standing tall and proud in the war zone wasn’t so meaningful anymore.                             No one has the luxury of praising anyone when faced with DEATH.

                                            BUT HE IS THEIR EMPEROR ISN’T HE?                                                      spine straight, shoulders back, chest out, chin up —— a conqueror is the face of victory.

                            His strong build starts to tremble, however; each step getting heavier and heavier the deeper he gets. Many had thought REN KOUEN does not mourn. Oh, but he does. Inside his chamber veiled with wisps of incense, solemn in his study filled with aging pages and lost hope —— he mourns ALWAYS. Albeit only inside places no one can see, no one can witness the weaknesses he covers with layers of armor and vigor. But in this place where soldiers gave up their life in a meaningless, HATEFUL war, the layers of armor are slowly shedding off, like a skin of a snake being revitalized, vulnerable and horrifyingly WEAK.

                          And then a VOICE SO FAMILIAR echoes through the leaden air, erupting and quivering and afraid, so different from the relief that washes through him almost immediately. Booted feet slaps against blood across the corpses, not knowing what direction he was going but certainly in a rush, as far and as fast as he can get to KOUGYOKU. The sight that greets him pulls him into an abrupt stop though, and Kouen almost wished he never agreed to this SPITE AND WRATH.

                         KOUHA AND KOUMEI lay DEAD before Kougyoku, his younger brother stabbed with Kougyoku’s sword while Koumei rests with his head bashed in, beaten up until unrecognized. And she was crying, hands shaking in constant tremor, red eyes wild and frantic and deprived of the usual sunlight and clarity she usually looks up at him with as she cries, ‘ DID I DO THIS DID I DO THIS DID I DO THIS ’. What else can he do, a BROTHER do, but to kneel down beside her and place his hand on her back, drawing circles with his finger like what he often did when she was young, waking up and visiting him in his chamber after a bad dream.

                 ‘ Kougyoku. ’ Funny. The way he called her name was funny. It was filled with anger, grating and harsh and debilitating, like metals clashing together in a frenzied manner. There were emotions in his voice and his hand clenches into a fist around the hilt of his sword. EMPERORS should not be sad for anyone, for it will only bring him to do as they please, as EVERYONE pleases. EMPERORS should not feel sad, because anyone who sees will use it like they use FIRE. EMPERORS should not feel sad, but he is a BROTHER, infuriatingly HUMAN and FRAGILE. And after all the efforts to bring this rotten family together, avoiding conflicts between siblings and protecting his home, this is how it ended. A tragedy upon tragedy. Kouen trembles once more, his whole body rigid and stiff as he holds his sister gently, a strong emotion PULSING and TINGLING and DRIVING HIM MAD. It was an emotion he all but long forgotten.

                                              Sinbad, Hakuryuu, Seven Seas Alliance.

                                    KILL THEM, KILL THEM, KILL THEM, KILL THEM.

          no one has to acknowledge the truth — after all, it is HER sword gouged into HER brother’s body, their blood stained on HER skin — for it just so happens to be one of those terrible things that doesn’t need to be said out loud; she can feel it deep within her bones, gnawing & scratching & bleeding. the explanation to her comatose state throughout the murder of family remains a blurry question that kougyoku feigns off. it’s obvious, so crystal crystal, who is behind this, pulling at strings to manipulate and twist his way into her fragile mind. she knows it, but she can’t accept it, can’t admit it to herself, despite his face being the ultimate image that manifests first as she stares down at the corpses. nonetheless, she has no energy to dwell on the matter now. the wound on her heart is still very raw. 

                                    & THEN SHE HEARS IT.                                                   KOUGYOKU. 

          the newly sculpted effigy flinches hard at the touch, and kougyoku almost shoves the man away, fearing that it’ll be hakuryuu’s soldier, until her widened eyes looks up to see her eldest brother kneeling next to her, hand rubbing circles on her back. her first instinct is to launch herself into his arms and cry, but kouen isn’t looking at her, only glaring upon the bodies of kouha & koumei. even though it is her name he calls, she wonders if it truly is her he is speaking to. alas, the reality dooms over the remaining ren siblings: the war is lost. whether hakuryuu or hakuei is alive on the battlefield somehow, it means little to nothing, for their survival will not make up for what kougyoku has done, what she has taken. because her brothers are DEAD and she is to BLAME. young, naive, foolishly in love... a disappointment to the family name. 

                   ❛     .......................... this is my fault.     ❜

          kougyoku mumbles just loud enough for kouen to hear. without a second of hesitation, she wraps red fingers around her sword and pulls out harshly, kouha’s body jerking as the metal tears from flesh. her bangs cover her eyes when she hands her brother the weapon she’s held dearly ever since ka koubun gave to her on her tenth birthday; first sword, first present, first sense of approval, yet all it reminds her now is the betrayal she’s bathed in. what is the purpose of life if she has to wake up every time the moon sinks only to be reminded of how she shed her own two brothers’ blood on sacred grounds? their home? what is the PURPOSE of LIFE if she is NOTHING MORE than a TRAITOR? head throbbing & tears overflowing, kougyoku bends her head down, letting loose strands of hair fall over her face, and begs. 

                    ❛     ——— PLEASE, KILL ME.     ❜

ASHFALL.

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          So! It’s been over six months since I’ve done one of these, and because I have been feeling incredibly sappy lately, I thought it was a good time to do another one. Honestly, when I began this blog I hardly imagined meeting so many wonderful people or have people telling me how much they admire my portrayal of Aladdin and how much they enjoy interacting with me. It means a lot, especially since I have always been self-conscious about my writing. From the moment I entered the Magi roleplay community I was welcomed warmly, and I’ve truly never felt more at home on a blog than I do on my Magi blogs. I was so afraid to make Hakuyuu because I wasn’t sure if people would even want to interact with him given he isn’t alive in canon anymore, and that my interpretation of him would be based on a lot of headcanon since there is so little information about him. Yet you guys have made me feel right at home on his blog. I’m happy that we’ve been able to share so many great memories, and I hope there are a lot more to come in the future!

streetcrowned / ofabyssal / xdirtqueen / paralianism: Viv. Viv, my love, you are the salt to my pepper, the summer to my winter, you are one of my most precious friends, and a big part of the reason why I decided to finally make this blog! I had always admired your Fem!Alibaba from afar on my other blogs, but was never able to work up the courage to interact with you there. It seems silly now, considering how close we’ve become in such a short amount of time, but you were my inspiration when I made Aladdin! I’m really glad that I did. Because of this blog we were able to become friends, and I can’t imagine a future that doesn’t have you in it.

bxiying: Have I made myself clear how much I absolutely adore your portrayal of Hakuei? You have such a clear understanding of who she is, and I am always overjoyed seeing you on my dash and miss you on the days you are absent. Just as you said you enjoy writing with and for me, I absolutely love writing with and for you on Aladdin and Hakuyuu. You’re such a talented writer, and I am very happy that I can call you my friend!

curse-fate / militarystrategy: Listen here you little shit. I have always had issues when it came to shipping Aladdin with anyone, but you just waltzed into my home, fucked up my shit, and now we actually have our verse for Judal and Young Adult!Aladdin. How did you even manage to do that? Seriously though, I honestly genuinely love your portrayal of not only Judal, but of Koumei as well. I have a hard time not reading your stuff when I see you on my dash ( especially the jukou stuff! ), and Aladdin and Judal’s shenanigans always brighten up my day.

          And to the rest of you I adore interacting with, admire, and just plain enjoy seeing on my dash: you are the reason that I am still here writing Aladdin. You give me the inspiration to move forward and challenge myself. Thank you making my time here delightful ♥

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                   ❛     —— i looked up to you once, cousin... but those days are far gone now. how could you betray us? your king?     ❜

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The 27th icon/gif in your folder is your muses reaction to receiving an anonymous love letter