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                      “ Your biggest mistake was being born in the same era as me. “

multi-muse blog for muses whose ambition, creativity, and will to make a change are stopped by nothing. adored by izzy!

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"What a gallant attempt at a family reunion. I'm overjoyed at the endless attempts that seem to run in your found family. But the flight of butterflies is so fleeting, don't you know? One moment they bask in the sun, the next they are gone. To fly towards beautiful flowers and seek out sunshine, they never truly can bear the harshness of bitter cold. I feel your pain. It's so tragic! You're lost – I feel compelled to guide you toward enlightenment." | Douma to Kanao :)

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How utterly disgusting!

The sight of this demon’s face was enough to make Kanao’s blood boil—-an unfamiliar sensation she quickly declared uncomfortable. It’d be much better if she never had to see him again, even better if they’d never crossed paths to begin with. Better still, Douma should have never been born in the first place. The only tragedy she could see was that this abomination existed in the first place.

A soul that brought only pain and misery to the kindest people… How cruel and senseless did life have to be in order to create such a disgusting creature?

Kanao knew what she had to do. Like a butterfly, she had a path to follow, a future to ensure by any means necessary. Douma’s victims—-all those innocent women, her family, everyone—-could rest in peace, and she would stop at nothing to make that a reality.

“You sure talk a lot for a future dead man,” she taunted, her typically pleasant smile taking on a threatening edge. I’ll kill you even if I die trying. “Since you’ve killed the only person kind enough to have any sympathy for you, you might as well stop trying. Please never speak again.”

By the end of that day, he’d never have the chance: not with the poison that’d eat away his flesh, and not with his head chopped off.

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→ unprompted. not asked for. how dare. ← @prodigiousvisions​ said: “It’s a shame you fight with such preservation.” Towering stature looms over the battered woman lying before him. She fought well, but it simply wasn’t enough. “Tell me, do you have family? Are you fighting carefully on their behalf? Maybe you could have scathed my neck if you were a little bolder.” Rainbow hues feigning delight deceive his genuine disinterest. “Ahh, to reach such a bitter fall with little to show for it. There’s no way you feel good about it. I pity you.” | Douma to Kanae :)

     Blood stains her lips as he hovers above her. The space between them displays the gap in power. If she can not defeat him, she fears for her family. She will not answer his question; better her than them. Kanae will not offer insight as to where he may claw next. Another demon who will never be a friend. He seems like someone who never had friends, even as a human.

     The raw pain within her chest makes it difficult to breathe, and she coughs and gasps for air. The sun will rise; she only needs to last until then. Kanae’s eyes look to Douma with pity. There are few demons she’s ever seen who look as broken as this one. However, her gazes hardens as doubt strikes her. Sorrow is not what breaks him. Friends would never enjoy a moment like this. A shame she will die never having known her dream’s fulfillment.

       “ I will rest knowing you… Koff. ” Another cough, sharp and burning. Her lungs must be punctured. She won’t make it past dawn without help… “ You will only know misery. ” However, the words waver as her sword falls from her hand and clangs against the ground. “ I was hoping… we could be friends… ” She only speaks of her family to her friends.

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@florabled​ asked:

How honorable is Chang'e? What bad habits does she have? What will she stand up for?

unprompted. | always accepting!

I’d like to start off by stating a very necessary disclaimer: there is a lot of things Chang’e has done. A lot of them have been very awful, unspeakable things. It takes a lot to stand by the side of the leader of her late husband’s own crime organization, and she was almost never averse to anything she had to do. A life of crime is where she is most comfortable, so despite the kind and graceful disposition she maintains, calling her honorable is a laughable contradiction at best. Unless you are to put it in the perspective of loyalty toward her prior crime syndicate and current allegiance to Port Mafia. In that light, she is extremely honorable. Chang’e knows what she is good at, and that is this convoluted life she’s been with from the start. She will stand up and fight for it, too, not so much as a care in the world is passed if there are some fatalities that may occur while doing so.

Bad habits. Well, she is quick to temper once and has a sailor’s mouth if you press her about her late husband or do anything to even remotely imply bad will toward her pet rabbit, Snow. Should the person who did either of these things be out wandering at night by themselves, they should easily expect themselves to be gutted with arrows that rip through the sky, suffering a miserable death. Unless they are her coworkers. Not that they get off any easier, either. 

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@florabled​​ asked:

What is Mitsuri's worst flaw? How well does she handle difficult people? How expressive is she?

unprompted. | always accepting!

Mitsuri shares a lot of similarity to one of my other muses, Haruka, in that she is an extremely compassionate person who always tries to see the best of people. It is a very honorable trait, and yet, it is an awful trait at the same time. People can regard her rudely or in a rude manner, and she will still try to find the good beneath the edges unless they are outright insulting her, doing harm to her or other people, or doing generally unsavory and unethical acts. In the same vein, so long as they aren’t doing what I just said, I’d like to say she handles difficult people very well. Out of all my muses, Mitsuri is by far the one who harbors the most love for people and mankind, so she can easily deflect bitter undertones (though she might be sad about it being directed to her for a small period of time) and proceed to try again another time. Benevolence like a doting god is literally how I feel I can best describe it, without the actual complex of a god and feeling superior and above others. I feel like she would get along with Kanae extremely well for that reason. But, she would not share that same philosophy Kanae does with demons.

I do find that my Mitsuri might be a couple notches more expressive than the standard of portrayals, quick to fluster or become embarrassed, but I don’t find that to necessarily be a bad thing. She is like a big orb of energy to me that when you shake it, it becomes frazzled and bursts out into the world, and I’d like to demonstrate that more thoroughly through interactions. Expressive in an absolutely beaming smile, furrowed brows and clutched fists, or an occasional stumbling of words, Mitsuri Kanroji harbors a lot of expression that is just waiting to be triggered underneath her somewhat humbled and shy demeanor. 

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                                             ooh, i woke up today–                                        had to wash my fears away, again!                                              ooh, i’m feeling okay–                                      it’s just another day to pretend!                                          

                                   hilda valentine goneril as penned by izzy.

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storiestotell‌:

“Are you saying it’s in my character to be petty? I would be offended if you weren’t family.”

Also if she wasn’t correct in that observation.

“Yes. I can tack brooding and bitter onto that list too.” Both in which didn’t complement her handmade chocolates very well. She gives him a pointed stare. “If such a ‘sentimental’ holiday isn’t in your tastes, my chocolates won’t be either.”

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storiestotell‌:

will you get a valentine?

akutagawa will get a valentine uwu

“The whole thing is foolish and sentimental but if they’re giving me sweets, I suppose I can make an exception.” 

“Out of all the things to be petty about, choosing Valentine’s Day...–” She pauses, choosing to not finish her sentence. “No, you’re right, that is very much in your character.”

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@praevari​ asked:

❛ Shall we pity him? Shall we curse him? ❜ @ tsujimura

the phantom of the opera lies here!

“STOP TERRORIZING OUR SUSPECTS WHILE I’M AWAY!!!!!!”

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@ensangvines​ asked:

❛ I’ve never seen you happier. ❜ / demon mitsu from @ensangvines :)

kae told me to rb a meme and i did at 4 am. kae (understandably) proceeded to be the only one to send something in, rofl. | eternal sunshine.

“I am happy, Muzan-sama!” The bowl of stirred chocolate collapses onto a table as she raises her hands up gallantly. She may have not been a human, but why not indulge in the day’s festivities and share chocolates with Muzan along with the other moons? Singsong tune hums in gratitude and chipper mood, twinkling eyes branded with her rank gazing up at her creator. “I’ve been given the opportunity to live a fruitful life! I live each day hopeful for the next with a family I can call my own! That is all thanks to your generosity! I wouldn’t ever be able to overlook such kindness, Muzan-sama.” Hands move to straighten the bowl, blinking curiously. 

“It’s not finished yet, but do you want to try some?”

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@dragxnfall​ asked:

He's not knowledgeable in Western traditions, but hanging around a cowboy isn't the greatest influence when a new year dawns upon them. Jae Eun sits beside her as they watch the fireworks from the roof of Gibraltar, alone in their own little world. Hana is utterly beautiful beneath the colors that light the sky, and his breath catches in his throat. The eruptions are deafened in his ears, replaced by the beating of his heart as he leans in, gingerly pressing his lips against the corner of hers.

give kisses or else :knife: | i liked a post from god knows when

Glittering bursts of phantasia light the sky. It’s a different sort of phenomenon than the hyperactive, combustion and beams that came with high tech mechs flying, fighting midst battle. And for that, she couldn’t be more grateful. Brown eyes are cast toward the night, wide with hope and not the sinking fear nor dread than she’s forced herself to become accustomed to when ushered off to another mission. The usual night terrors – no, there wasn’t a place for it in the current festivities. Hana leans forward ever so slightly, clasping her hands together as a token of good fortune for the new year. Moments like this, however fleeting they may be, were precious. Though the pair reveled in silence, Hana finds it soothing – therapeutic. Why force a conversation when the scenery spoke for them? His presence alone was enough. Keeping her company like this... Well, Hana couldn’t have been happier. 

And when Jae Eun moved in to give her a kiss, he lights up her world better than any of the scattered fireworks booming in the distance. Eyes blink slowly in dull confusion, the lull of intrigue soon washing away as her attention is cast toward him after his lips meet her face. She wasn’t misinterpreting this, right? The kiss was a definite act that didn’t stem from forced bravados nor habitual teasings. It did well of clearing the air of the vagueness of what the nature of their bond truly was at this point. 

With the new year marked new beginnings. Beginnings that would kickstart the confidence to take initiative of her own. The pilot moves like clockwork toward him to return the gesture, paying no heed to the pounding heartbeat that drummed louder and louder against her chest. Hands find themselves comfortable now resting on the top of his shoulders, quiet admiration of her opposite for a brief moment. Just as he was – just as himself... that was enough for her. Her face hovers dangerously close from his own before she decides to fully commit, delivering her repayment and gesture of repressed feelings directly on his own lips. Eyes close, but she doesn’t allow the kiss to linger too long on her part. The genuine sentimentality of it (not laced in an overconfident guise) being a touch too flustering for her. Lashes flutter as she pulls away, spark in her hues far more distinct than before.

“Jae Eun, you’ll stay out with me for a little longer, right?” Hands move to cup his cheeks with a gaze that had grown expectant, yet fond nonetheless. The slight breeze waning on the air did well to complement the rising heat on her face. “Let’s not hole up back up in our rooms – just this once.”

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             BOOK STARTERS VOL.56    CIRCE    MADELINE MILLER

❛ But in a solitary life, there are rare moments when another soul dips near yours, as stars once a year brush the earth. ❜

❛ He showed me his scars, and in return he let me pretend that I had none. ❜

❛ Humbling women seems to me a chief pastime of poets. As if there can be no story unless we crawl and weep. ❜

❛ It is a common saying that women are delicate creatures, flowers, eggs, anything that may be crushed in a moment’s carelessness.  ❜

❛ If I had ever believed it, I no longer do. ❜

❛ I thought once that gods are the opposite of death, but I see now they are more dead than anything, for they are unchanging, and can hold nothing in their hands. ❜

❛ I cannot bear this world a moment longer. ❜

❛ I have a better idea. I will do as I please. ❜

❛ All my life has been murk and depths, but I am not a part of that dark water. I am a creature within it. ❜

❛ You cannot know how frightened gods are of pain. There is nothing more foreign to them, and so nothing they ache more deeply to see. ❜

❛ When we are young, we think ourselves the first to have each feeling in the world. ❜

❛ When I was born, the word for what I was did not exist. ❜

❛ But perhaps no parent can truly see their child. When we look we see only the mirror of our own faults. ❜

❛ I will not be like a bird bred in a cage, too dull to fly even when the door stands open. ❜

❛ This is what it means to swim in the tide, to walk the earth and feel it touch your feet. This is what it means to be alive. ❜

❛ You threw me to the crows, but it turns out I prefer them to you. ❜

❛ Yet because I knew nothing, nothing was beneath me. ❜

❛ If now I am wise, it is only because I have been fool enough for a hundred lifetimes. ❜

❛ You can teach a viper to eat from your hands, but you cannot take away how much it likes to bite. ❜

❛ Give me the blade. Some things are worth spilling blood for. ❜

❛ I have been old and stern for so long, carved with regrets and years like a monolith. But that is only a shape I’ve been poured into. I do not have to keep it. ❜

❛ I wake sometimes in the dark terrified by my life’s precariousness, its thready breath. ❜

❛ Understanding the world is a matter of keeping very still and showing no emotions, leaving room for others to reveal themselves. ❜

❛ Beneath the smooth, familiar face of things is another that waits to tear the world in two. ❜

❛ The truth is, men make terrible pigs. ❜

❛ My father has never been able to imagine the world without himself in it. ❜

❛ This is the grief that makes our kind choose to be stones and trees rather than flesh. ❜

❛ Witches are not so delicate. ❜

❛ Those who fight against prophecy only draw it more tightly around their throats. ❜

❛ I learned that I could bend the world to my will, as a bow is bent for an arrow. I would have done that toil a thousand times to keep such power in my hands. ❜

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MOVIE STARTERS VOL.6     ETERNAL SUNSHINE OF THE SPOTLESS MIND     CHARLIE KAUFMAN

❛ Constantly talking isn’t necessarily communicating. ❜

❛ I can’t remember anything without you. ❜

❛ Why do I fall in love with everyone I see that shows me the least bit of attention? ❜

❛ Remember me. Try your best. ❜

❛ Adults are, like, this mess of sadness and phobias. ❜

❛ What do we do? Enjoy it? ❜

❛ Blessed are the forgetful, for they get the better even of their blunders. ❜

❛ What a loss to spend that much time with someone, only to find out that they’re a stranger. ❜

❛ What if you stayed this time? ❜

❛ I’ll get bored with you and feel trapped because that’s what happens with me. ❜

❛ It was so intimate. It was like we were already lovers. ❜

❛ I can’t see anything I don’t like about you. ❜

❛ I could die right now. I’m just…happy. I’ve never felt that before. I’m just exactly where I want to be. ❜

❛ I’m gonna marry you. I know it. ❜

❛ I don’t need nice. I don’t need myself to be it, and I don’t need anybody else to be it at me. ❜

❛ I’m just a fucked up girl looking for my own piece of mind, I’m not perfect. ❜

❛ You know me, I am impulsive. ❜

❛ Are we like those bored couples you feel sorry for in restaurants? Are we the dining dead? ❜

❛ My crotch is still here, just as you remembered it. ❜

❛ By morning, you’ll be gone. ❜

❛ I’m always anxious thinking I’m not living life to the fullest. ❜

❛ Drink up. It’ll make the whole seduction part less repugnant. ❜

❛ I wish I had done a lot of things. I wish – I wish I had stayed. I do. ❜

❛ I can’t believe I’m crying already. ❜

❛ Didn’t figure you’d show your face around me again. I guess I thought you were humiliated. You did run away, after all. ❜

❛ I just needed to see you. ❜

❛ I’d like to, um… take you out, or something. ❜

❛ Not yet, not married. I’m not married yet. ❜

❛ Look, I’m telling you right off the bat, I’m high-maintenance. ❜

❛ I still thought you were gonna save my life. Even after that. ❜

❛ It would be different, if we could just give it another go-round. ❜

❛ I had the best fucking night of my life last night! ❜

❛ I don’t know! I’m lost! Nothing makes sense to me! ❜

❛ Do you miss me? ❜

❛ You don’t tell me things. I’m an open book. I tell you everything, every damn, embarrassing thing. ❜

❛ I assume you fucked someone tonight. Isn’t that how you get people to like you? ❜

❛ Sorry, I was just trying to be nice. ❜

❛ Please let me keep this memory as it is, just this one. ❜

❛ I don’t want this anymore! I want to call it off! ❜

❛ It’s all falling apart. I’m deleting you and I’m happy! ❜

❛ I think you are magical. ❜

❛ You’re full of shit, right? ❜

❛ I’m a vindictive bitch, truth be told. ❜

❛ Don’t tell me this stuff! I don’t want to hear this shit! ❜

❛ Get the fuck away from me! ❜

❛ The plane crashed. I didn’t crash the plane. ❜

❛ I’ve never seen you happier. ❜

❛ Too many guys think I’m a concept, or I complete them, or I’m gonna make them alive. But I’m just a fucked-up girl who’s lookin’ for my own peace of mind; don’t assign me yours. ❜

❛ The world forgetting, by the world forgot. Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind! ❜

❛ Don’t ever leave me. ❜

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last commission of Rosaelie for a while, but this time in her casual wear! what a pretty vampire ruler am i right??? 

commission done by @/rfuuriee_ on twitter!! 

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ensangvines‌:

❝ we are the minority here —— Daki. ❞

that thud, he himself hardly spares its source a glance. a chilled carcass, spread out on the main street as though the sight has become a normal occurrence. of course the district swarms with them : a place dominated by humans, for humans alike. how little a demon gains from casual encounters with these creatures – men or women – that make up the infernal crowds along the pavement at midnight. the lord of all demons witnessed it moments prior ; a fly stepping closer, closer into the spider’s thread. ( the former, unassuming. the latter, unmerciful and unfeeling as her hands deprived the prey of all existence. )

but the act she dedicated herself to spells growing carelessness. favored or not – as all upper moons may call themselves in front of their unexceptional counterparts – excuses are not to be relied on. not once moving from where he stands, Kibutsuji has no intention to renounce his reminder for a more appropriate greeting.

❝ how capable are you feeling? were they to send more than one pillar, are you fully certain your head would stay where it’s supposed to be? ❞

The voice that graces her ears brings about a chill harsher than any wind that could have brushed against her skin. It’s an absolute tone that knocks her arrogance down ten pegs. In a matter of seconds, the demon all but collapses into a kneel of servitude, eyes darting down at the roof below quietly as she damned herself mentally for not picking up on his arrival sooner. Had this been a sudden visit to pay greetings? Or was this a matter of business he came to discuss? Whichever it was mattered not, it had been an honor to meet his presence in person. 

Muzan-sama is never wrong. Everything he said was a truth – this had been a fact that the demon acknowledged ever since the first day of conversion to something more immortal. His condemnation is like baby talk compared to how he could have shown his distaste with her self-righteous words. For his mercifulness, she is grateful, humbled like a child being chastised. Oh, how lucky she was that this was the extent of it – for now, at least. Once she’s certain that the window of silence was permission to respond to his question, she takes a breath before answering.

“I’ve brought you the head of multiple pillars in the past, Muzan-sama.” But that wasn’t enough, was it? To rely on the past as a foundational building block? There was always room for improvement... Brows furrow, dread creeping up her body as she realized the hole she was digging herself in.“But that alone isn’t acceptable–! I know that,” Daki blurts out, quickly lowering her voice again to mind her tone. “I-.... I’ll work hard to bolster my strength so you’re able to have full confidence in my capabilities so questions like these shouldn’t be a passing thought in your head. I’m sorry.”

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wrathveil‌:

                ❛   you’re well - informed  ,   aren’t you   ?   ❜            with light tone  ,   supplementing the shrug he neglects  .     allowing vampires into their realm he can understand  ,   but celestials    &    humans——————–    it’s in lucifer’s nature not to explain  ,   in their nature not to question  .        (    what has questioning brought in the past aside from despair  ,   aching revelation  ,   the fall   ?    )        digits perch on a hip  ,   his chin canting with a pause  .     ❛   i expect your experience will be quite different from yuki’s  .     you’re the closest to our kind among the exchange students  ,   though    …    be warned  ,   not all of us want unification  .   ❜     what of him   ?     it is a chance to learn  ,   so he accepts   ;   it is something lucifer supports  ,   so he resents   ;   it is asking opposites to meld  ,   so he watches  ,   he waits  .

        ❛   forget other experiences  .     prepare to gain what you wish from this experience  .     otherwise  ,   what’s the point in being here   ?     your father’s will only spreads so far  .   ❜

“It’d be pretty poor ruling if I failed to be observant of the current happenings of Hell, don’t you think?” A statement said in observation of her own circumstances – the sudden rise of power and responsibilities that lied on her shoulders. His insight that followed was certainly helpful, one that didn’t turn the other way when it came to acknowledging adversity was an interesting scope of perspective. But who dared defy those in power? Their realms shared that same veil of agreeance – fear of speaking contrast far too loudly to those who wouldn’t like to hear it. It was never a democracy. But would Rosaelie be able to classify herself as a tyrant? She didn’t think she was as ruthless as her father in his prime.

“There’s a misunderstanding here – our school that resides in Sanguistine wishes to cooperate among the exchange program idea that Lord Diavolo pitched.” Rosaelie waves a hand dismissively to quell the current train of thought, small smile pressed on red lips. Though, she would be lying if she said that she wasn’t a bit touched that the demon didn’t seem all that averse to the idea of her joining RAD. “As interesting as Devildom may be, I couldn’t participate as an exchange student myself. But, there are a few candidates I could think of that would readily apply for the opportunity.” Intrigued eyes blink past the twinge of frustration that clouded her mind when her father was brought up. “That is, if the student council approves our integration and cooperation as well. Do you think this sentiment would be well-received among you all?” 

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@attristine​​​ asked:

❛ we are all guilty of being human. ❜ / Mitsu

JOHN JAKES’S THE SEEKERS ( 1975 ) STARTERS.

Why was the question being shaped in such a negative light? Was being proud to be human really such a controversial stance? She couldn’t understand it – no, not at all. It wasn’t a weakness, being human could be the most empowering thing yet! Mitsuri gives a warm smile, hovering a hand over her chest before speaking in all her sincerity.

“There’s nothing wrong with that. Being human is a beautiful thing…! You get to grow and watch others blossom into pretty flowers. Sometimes, other people take longer to reach this stage of life, but doesn’t that make you want to cheer them on more? Life is so precious in this way – as long as they don’t wilt precariously, it might be sad, it might be despairing, but it’s the course of life. That sort of thing makes you want to enjoy every moment to the fullest! Everyone’s life is valuable and they come into your own and leave an impact, no matter how small!”

Pink hues glimmer with brightness. She’s not ashamed nor flustered about her spiel, feeling invigorated about it if nothing else.

“I think everyone is, well, really great!”