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[dianakarolinaingo]

Magic Art

[showlady]

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Magic of Music 🎶 💫✨ Thanks to Geya Shvecova for gorgeous motion graphics ⭐🌏 👽 #music #magic #magicofmusic #space #kateshowlady #geyashvecova (at Magic City) https://www.instagram.com/p/B6dy4nrg75T/?igshid=16s0zv6e06y8l

[megamindgroup]

Feel the essence of #Music on this #WorldMusicDay & let it purify your soul. Let it drive you for better things in life. #MegaMindGroup wishes a delightful #HappyWorldMusicDay to all. #MusicDay #MagicOfMusic #MegaMindGroup #LetsGrowTogether #MusicIsMyLife

[desirockproduction]

Music truly is something magical. It’s therapy for the soul.  There is music that lifts you up when you’re sad and music that keeps you going despite all the difficulties. 

[tzigane88]

Kaleidoscope of sounds #vinyl #vinyladdict #vinylplayer #shadows #magic #magicofsounds #kaleidoscope #kaleidoscopic #color #colorful #music #magicofmusic #chill #chillout #bokeh #bokeh_holic #bokehphotography #bokeh_addicts #canon50mm #canonphotography #canon #dslr #dslrphotography (en Alicante, Spain) https://www.instagram.com/p/B_VovSZqq2J/?igshid=1hw67uglfpw68

[adelha-mathilde]

Continuation of this encounter with @magicofmuses​ here:

“It has indeed been quite a while. Good to see you again, Ichigo-san. I hope you had a productive day at school. My Paw Posse decided we should walk around on this side of Karakura Town today. Which means they get a break to play with your classmates and make new friends. The one puppy with the orange collar is Americano. The one with the green collar is Cappuccino. The one with the pink collar is Latte. While the one with the yellow collar is Mocha.”

Adelha gestures to the Tibetan Mastiffs that are currently being spoiled by several girls that are saying how adorable and big the puppies are. With the Great Dane mix puppy wandering up to Ichigo to give a happy yip of noise. Adelha grinning wide as she gestures with her hand to that puppy. “It would seem that Wesson has taken an interest in you, Ichigo. He’s a very dedicated guard puppy and gentleman. Who also loves ear rubs~”

[cosmic-canons]

Beach After Dark [Shirou & Saber] @magicofmuses​

cosmic-canons Shirou Emiya: "This beach isn’t safe after dark." // for Saber!

magicofmuses answered:

Saber had been standing at the edge of the beach that lined the parking lot. The sun had started to set and the sky was growing darker as it faded into the distance. Her bangs danced in the breeze half framing her face as she turned back towards him. "Shouldn't I be the one saying that to you? A king should protect those he cares about should he not?" Saber was smiling at the thought but was actually glad that he cared enough to say something out of concern as well.

“I know that, but even as a powerful servant that was summoned here, you are still not a local like I am. I’ve heard stories that people have gone missing there at night, it may just be an urban myth. But with such things as Heroic Spirits and the Holy Grail War actually existing, I’m not so sure anymore. I just want you to be careful out there, Saber,” Shirou replied, still in concern and wariness, despite the tranquility of the sunset at the beach. She gave him a look of appreciation for it, perhaps he was just being paranoid in the heat of the moment.

[forgottensoulreaper]

@magicofmuses​ asked: “Hey, it’s been a while.” (From Ichigo ~ magicofmuses)

The young girl turned toward the sound of a familiar voice to see an all too familiar face looking at her. It feels like forever since she had last saw him. Turning to face him completely, a warm smile graced her features as she nodded her head.

“Yeah, it has. To be honest, I’m a little surprised you still remember me.” She said as she placed her hands behind her back. “How have you been, Ichigo?”

[akumanoken]

🌺 🌺 🌺 🌺 🌺 🌺 🌺 🌺 🌺 ((from Yuuri :3))

@magicofmuses

"Well, this is a change..." he chuckled gently. "Normally I'm the one giving you flowers." He always had roses ready when Yuuri was off the ice. He took the bouquet just the same, hanging up his teases to instead give his boyfriend a kiss. "I love them..."

[audaciouswings]

@magicofmuses

As usual, Shoma was the first at the icerink and as soon as he set foot on the ice, he started to glide, enjoying the feel of cold air on his face. Usually, he would be alone for at least two hours until the first people would show up, but after a few minutes of warming up, he suddenly heard another pair of blades on the ice. He turned backwards and suddenly saw a young dark-haired man. He was a figureskater as well, his whole body screamed it. 

Shoma tends to not approach people, but since they were alone it might be less embarrassing to at least welcome him. Thus he skated towards him and skated next to him.

“Hello..”he greeted him with a soft voice. “Um...I’ve never seen you here before so..nice to meet you. I’m Shoma..Towa Shoma.”

[dustyqrowofmisfortune]

Wait what?

Send “ah, fuck it” to shove my muse up against a wall for a surprise kiss 👀 || Accepting

@magicofmuses​ (Clover) sent: “Ah, fuck it.”

Okay first off, Clover swearing? That was a new one...

Second, Mr. Alpha Ace Op was just full of surprises wasn’t he?

They’d been dancing back and forth for weeks really. One quip here and a shot of quick whit there... the banter flying every chance they got. Honestly, Qrow hadn’t been able to remember a time since his days at Beacon that he’d actually enjoyed having a partner around... and one that could easily take his shit semblance in stride the way Clover did. Hell... it hadn’t been since Summer really. 

The last thing he expected was this though... pressed against the wall of this alley, another patrol over, waiting for the transport to come take them back up to Atlas... and Clover’s lips against his. 

At first Qrow had wanted to break out of the other’s hold, push him off. What was he thinking? This was insane... but he hadn’t been able to bring himself to actually do it. Somewhere deep inside Qrow actually wanted this and that scared him more than any Grimm ever had. People close to him always spelled disaster and he’d done well for the majority of his life to keep people at arm’s length no matter how he personally felt. 

Clover... Clover was different. He hadn’t let Qrow do that, rebuffing every attempt he’d made to push him away. It had started on their missions, then had slipped into their down time conversations... Clover hadn’t let him be his usual self. He’d been pushing him to be better if he liked it or not. He’d kicked Qrow’s ass in every way he could, shy of actually having to physically do it. He highly doubted that Clover would think twice about doing that too if he felt the need for it. 

Finally, the only thing he could do was relent, knowing that there was something in him that wanted this to happen. The initial force of the kiss lightened off when Qrow gave in, closed his eyes, and allowed himself to return it. His body relaxed and before he knew it, his arms were around Clover’s waist drawing him in and holding him as if he was afraid he was going to vanish if he didn’t. The sounds of Mantle around them became a dull hum and his pulse pounded in his ears. When had this feeling, this desire, crept into him? Qrow couldn’t answer that and he wasn’t sure he wanted to for fear of cursing it like so many other things in his life. 

What had he done to deserve those soft lips against his? What made Clover even want what this kiss could possibly mean with him? The questions swirled in his mind even as he melted into those lips against his, letting Clover sweep his breath away. 

Letting Clover decide when to back away, Qrow waited and just let himself enjoy it. When he finally did release him, it would be a moment before Qrow’s eyes opened and focused on the man before him. His cheeks were ablaze, brighter than his cape, and although he let his arms unwrap from around Clover, his eyes begged him not to step back too far. “I... what...” he stammered a bit. “I didn’t think you...” Rubbing nervously at the back of his head, the pleading in his eyes turned to something that wasn’t often seen in them unless one looked just right... affection. “Why Clover? If this... if it means what I think anyway... why would ya want... me?”

[dianakarolinaingo]

How I love beautiful beautiful music! And how I love wonderful musicians! Music is a language that not needs to be translated. Even the Devil agrees with me... October 27 is the birthday of the great maestro Paganini. "The Devil's Great Violinist," as he was called. The great wizard of the violin... Let's raise our glasses to him! Maestro, my respect... Karolina Ingo/Writer&Artist Как я люблю красивую красивую музыку! И как я люблю прекрасных музыкантов! Музыка - это язык, который на нуждается в переводе. Даже Дьявол со мной согласен... 27 октября - день рождения великого маэстро Паганини. "Великий скрипач Дьявола", - так его называли. Великий волшебник скрипки... Поднимем за него бокалы! Маэстро, моё почтение... Каролина Инго/Писатель и Художник @dianakarolinaingo @karolinanaviingo @artmajeur @saatchiart @deviantart #Dianakarolinaingo #Karolinanaviingo #Karolinaingo #Art🎨 #artmajeur #saatchiart #deviantart #Arte🎨 #Kunst🎨 #Music #Devil #DevilwithViolin🎻 #DevilViolin #NiccoloPaganini #Violin🎻🔥 #Violinist #ViolinistofDevil #MagicofMusic https://www.instagram.com/p/CkN1ZpYIGVW/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[magicofmuses-a]

😈+ in this house Souji will always love him a Yuuri

@akumanoken

Yuuri turns a bright red but latches onto Souji happily feeling the exact same way.

[neverxalone]

@magicofmuses:

-

Ichigo had long since become a light sleeper since becoming a soul reaper. With everyone constantly biting at his heals so to speak sleep was not high on his priority as his survival was. Amber eyes slowly fluttered open upon hearing noise coming from the room next to his.

Slowly he sat up before draping his legs over the side of the bed after pulling the covers off from over top of himself. Rubbing at sleepy eyes Ichigo got up pushing himself from his bed. Going into the others room Ichigo slid the door open and peeked in. He wasn’t sure what to make of the small whimpers at first but soon the tossing and turning were sure indications of something not right within the others mind.

Frowning Ichigo entered the room and took to sitting on the bed’s edge before placing a hand gently on the other’s shoulder. “Hey…” He said softly careful not to startle them.

There were times when Nozomi was plagued by nightmares she found no power against, overwhelming terrors that assaulted her mind in a time when rest was all she asked for. 

The Mod Soul was running in her dreamscape, her footsteps crashing into puddles that seemed to cover every part she stepped on. The echoes of the water rippled throughout the emptiness which she was in, but it was clear that she was running away from something-- someone. She turned and saw the form of Inaba Kageroza approaching, closing the distance between her and his double-edged zanpakuto which he pointed tauntingly at her. 

The man’s twisted features were almost maniacal as the corners of his mouth stretched into a devilish grin. Nozomi continued to run, sweat dripped frantically while she carried on to any place away from where she was. She turned again to look for her pursuer only to see that he was gone.

And by then it was too late.

Inaba had the ability to control time and space. Before Nozomi knew it, Inaba’s blade ran through her abdomen after reappearing before the fleeing girl. Her eyes went wide while they lowered to the zanpakuto that plunged in her. She only heard the sound of the blade meeting her flesh, but her senses were too overloaded to even register what had just happened right away. All she could hear was Inaba’s laughter slowly fade.

Slowly bringing her gaze up, she saw another version herself holding the zanpakuto. Her other self was silent, purple eyes pale and without light, and certainly without remorse. Nozomi’s counterpart yanked the blade out of her body, causing her to fall on her knees and scream, hands frantically covering her stomach area from which the steel had recently left while tears ran down from her tightly shut eyes. 

All throughout her dreaming, Nozomi’s screams were converted into small whimpers and helpless sobs. She turned and tossed in her bed, clutching her pillow tightly against her body and bringing her knees up to her stomach to assume a fetal position. 

Nozomi was curled up on her dreamscapes earth just as she was in reality, sobbing while feeling herself ebb away. She could feel herself leaving her body, lifted by the black tendrils of death. Purple hues went to gaze at her hands which began to slowly disappear in fading, blue particles. Her tears would not stop. It was happening again; she was disappearing once more. 

Then Nozomi woke up with a start and a gasp, quickly pushing herself up with her elbows. Her heartbeat pounded against her ears and ribcage as if threatening to burst out. The girl’s widened purple orbs scanned about frenetically, looking for something that would tell her that it was nothing but a nightmare then they locked on Ichigo. All that could manage to escape her lips to tell of the relief that took over was a shaky sob.

[multimusehideout]

Secrets Revealed

@magicofmuses​ RUBY (X)

Putting her hands together Ruby paused at first watching him carefully. After everything that had happened since Ozpin had locked himself away in the farthest reaches Oscar’s mind, the want to keep no more secrets between all of them she wondered why exactly Qrow had called her into the room alone.

“Sure.” Silver eyes glanced towards the spot he had tapped a couple of times in order of allowing her to join him. But as she moved across the room and he began to speak. Ruby could tell that there was something on his mind, something that had him looking like a nervous wreck than she thought she’d ever seen in him. Leaning forward slightly Ruby placed a hand over his and offered a small smile. “It’s okay Uncle Qrow.”

Relaxing just a bit, he finally offered her a small smile in return as she rested her hand over his. I’m hoping you still think so after I tell you this, he thought to himself. Taking a deep breath, Qrow steadied his heart rate as best as he could. “With everything, there’s something you should know. I’ve... well Tai and I both really, have been keepin’ a secret. We agreed that it was best not to tell ya but that was before... well, before all of this...”

He was stalling but not entirely on purpose. The right words just didn’t seem to want to put themselves together right in his head. Now really was a bad time to have made the choice to try and give up the booze, he could use a bit to at least calm his nerves. No, no he could do this and he didn’t need that. All he needed was to keep reminding himself he was better off.

Shifting a bit, he made himself catch Ruby’s eyes. It was always rough on him to look at them... the same eyes that Summer had. The momentary realization had a spike of ache go through his chest. He really missed her at times like this. She would have had a better time dealing with this. For all the ache though, seeing her in Ruby’s eyes actually calmed him down a bit like her’s always had too.

“I just, I don’t want anymore secrets between us either, Kiddo,” he finally continued. “Have ya ever noticed that I look after you more than I do Yang?” He was still stalling a bit, but at least with this question he was also hoping to gauge if Ruby had ever questioned it, see if maybe she had wondered on her own. That would make things easier, at least he hoped.

[altteamstrq]

Prompts For Your Feels || Accepting

@magicofmuses (Fem Qrow) sent to Summer:  “What am I supposed to do when I can’t even trust my own mind?”

Summer’s face darkened ever so slightly with the frown that pursed his lips. Sometimes he honestly wondered if Qrow was just being a drama queen. Okay, so he did get it, he really did, especially when they were out in the field and random, stupid things started happening for no clear reason... but still.

“Qrow,” he sighed, reaching up and putting his hand on her shoulder. “Listen to me, you’re better than what the stupid voices in your head keep trying to tell you, I know it. I see it when I look into your eyes. You just... you can’t let the demons win. I know you think you’re cursed, but... but you’re not okay? We can get through it, I know it. And if the voices get too loud, tell me and I’ll shut them up for you.”

Leaning in, Sum whispered in her ear, though it looked more like he was looking in there. “Even if I have to get in there with a cotton swap and poke ‘em out myself...”