#❛ VANITAS IN CHARACTER ━ these wounds won't seem to heal.
hurt comfort prompts // open
@whenmirrorimagestalk asked: “ can i get you anything? “ Gwen to Vanitas
Below him were so many sad people, he could feel their sadness,their grief and honestly they were delicious or at the very least they seemed delicious but nothing was better than the poor lost soul that made their way towards him. He turned to face her, those eyes of hers trying to pierce his very soul, the sound of her voice soft and soothing as if she tried to help the other, as though he was feeling sad..it took so much not to laugh right now.
She wanted to know if she could help him, quickly a dark keyblade found its way within his grasp, a grin formed behind the mask as he summoned a dozen little azure creatures from the earth beneath her feet and they slowly approached her with malicious intent. “You want to help? Then you can start by dying.”
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outing prompts // open
@radixnt-gxrden asked: 🌞 (Loki towards Vanitas?)
The light, he felt it in abundance within this one area. Twilight Town was a rather odd world as it is but the people’s hearts..their fears, despair, envy..it was all quite delicious and proved to be enough to sustain him. There were so many people laughing, playing, just having a good time upon this beach until the sight of a large monster (scared the first few that saw it), that one scream garnered the attention of everyone else on the beach and sooner or later every last person was afraid and Vanitas to feel it..in fact he could smell it.
With a keyblade in hand he takes off to collect his hearts, hearts filled with the fear of seeing that monstrosity. Now, the fear grows far greater upon witnessing him. It didn’t take long before every person on the beach had met their ‘end’ and their hearts taken and devoured, leaving the citizens within a comatose state upon the floor. Now that the deed was done he felt the presence of another. “I didn’t think you’d be here.”
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Completely Unprompted | Always accepting
The male clad in black took one look at the blond that made such an accusation, he did not speak a word. Slowly he sets the helmet over his head to hide his visage. Quickly, almost blindingly fast he brought his keyblade into his grasp and launches an orb of flames towards the blond. “Not exactly the face I chose blondie.”
@gameboyheroes asked: "You look like a knock-off Vincent Valentine..." --
(( Cloud @ Noctis }}
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Word prompts meme | Closed
Now he’s done a lot of things here and there, things so unspeakably evil that it was no wonder why the people he’s familiar with would want his destruction, though now he would like to have known what he has done to upset this fighter. CLANG!! The steel of her sword crashing against his keyblade. His face left exposed gave her a wicked smirk. Perhaps he kicked a puppy in her presence or maybe it was for the beating he gave the other master prior to this day with an ambush. “What’s the matter little pearl, angry because I hurt your boyfriend?” Then she did something he did not anticipate, a punch to his jaw. Though his face turned to look into her eyes just as quick..unphased because after all, when it came to pain he’s probably had done soo much to himself that he’s become slightly numb to the psychical punishment of others. The only thing her punch did was widen his maniacal grin.
@vibraea asked: [ hit ] @ Vanitas.
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