o r a c l e

after returning for what i assume is a little more than a year, i’ve finally decided to jump back into the magi fandom and bring my judar/judal muse back. i found the email a little while ago and after binge watching the first season of magi and going towards the second, (hopefully, eventually the manga) i’ve definitely re-ignited a muse for my black sun bby. he’s all i’ve been able to think about for the past few days and i really don’t think i gave him or this fandom much of an impression when i first made this blog, which makes me sad, but determined!!

i plan on leaving this blog to cleaner, fresher blog and totally revamping judar to a t; new theme, new pages, new information and everything!! i didn’t have have any pre-established relationships and i’m sure all of the threads i had a year ago were dropped by the active partners, but that’s completely fine!! once the new blog is made, all new threads will be produced and plotted with those who want to roleplay with me on my new judar. i’m very excited to be bringing him back, judar is a character that i connect with on a somewhat personal level and i love from the very bottom of my heart, so i will be selective and slightly private on who i follow/follow back/choose to interact with to keep my dash clean and make sure that i’m talking with people who can help judar develop and grow in every which way. i know some people most likely won’t remember me due to having been gone A WHOLE YEAR but i do hope that i can jump back into the swing of things v v soon!! once the new blog is created, i’ll post a link/make a promo post for it!

"I have no idea what you’re talking about. Your eyes must be broken.”

     ❛yeah? well maybe that shop owner          who's beginning to frantically over          look his now reduced stock might          have somethin' to say about it.          personally, i'd love to see you behind          bars.❜

"I have no idea what you’re talking about."

      ❛please, don't even think you can trick eyes like mine.❜

"I am a Fanalis, I can endure much more than you could expect. I will not fail nor lose to the likes of you!”

    ❛you and your dark continent aren't any sort of        match for someone like me. just because you        can endure what you think you can, doesn't        mean you can handle everything i throw at        you.❜

      hands take back the prized fruit closer       to her chest whilst her gaze drifts upon it,       a small and curious expression softening to       the sight of it closer to her and not       in the strangers hands

                                   ”okay. i will take them back then.”

     but then he reaches out, and there's a swift movement      of snatch; fingers clutching the fruit before he bites into      the soft outskirts of it, the juice lightly dribbling from plush      tiers, as if she were going to take it back from him.

                     ❛tch, i never said i didn't want it.                          --.. stupid girl..❜

"You already know the conditions that I’ve given you, so I will not stop until you follow them! They will make sure that you are stopped and taken care of, I can simply be the step they need to make it!”

       ❛y'know, you keep wastin' your breath, but simple           stupid weaklings like yourself definitely need it.           i've got more endurance than you could imagine,           so go ahead and keep deluding yourself on           thinking that you'd actually be able to stop me.❜

she continues to watch him while her feminine hands raise the precious fruit higher towards his figure, having been shown to be favourable to the magi.

                                    "did you not want anymore?"

          ruby jewels come to nearly widen at her offer           but there's a soft scowl hidden within that           embellishment of bewilderment. what was she           up to?

                    ❛don't start thinkin' that i'm just                         gonna take whatever you give                         me. i don't do hand outs.❜

"I will stop you! I will stop you for Alibaba, Aladdin, Sinbad, and everyone else who wants you stopped! You are stoppable and I will prove that!”

       ❛please, spare me. if that moronic king wanted           me dead so badly, i wouldn't be before you right           now! and i couldn't care less about those other           losers you mentioned. quit wasting my time and           get out of my face.❜

           ”I don’t know what you want, nor do I care, but I suggest you leave.”

     ❛right, like i'm gonna listen to some          ex-slave's orders. do me a favor          and shut your mouth before i toss          your lowly ass right back into that          lifestyle you fought so hard to leave.❜

                                   ❛or i could kill you where you stand;                                        that'd be more fun.❜

      his vague moments arouse the sense       to watch him and see where he will       trail off next,       a small parting of her lips along with       the unknown dwelling upon her mind       lead her to blink a few times.       she takes a single step with       a tilt of her head.

                             "you’re leaving?"

time and reality pause; there's a blink of thick filaments.

his movements sharp, but slow, observant, but aloof. and the oracle circulates toned physique.

                  ❛what's it to you if i do?❜

            ordinarily peaceful countenance contorts             into that of discontent; it’s palpable that             the female is largely vexed. tongue clicking             at the roof of her mouth, slender fingers             press to the hilt of the blade enshrouded             by the layers of her silk clothing.             yet, the swordswoman doesn’t quite draw             the weapon. she isn’t too much of an avid             fighter unless absolutely imperative for her             to be. yasmine far more prefers to fortuitously             tread away than to fight.             perhaps it is cowardly of her, but the boy is             but a thorn in her side. a nuisance.

                 ❝here’s a suggestion for you—                   go find yourself someone else to fuel your                   weird turn-on of attacking random strangers                   that you find on the streets,                               —because i’m not doing it.                   i’m busy, you know.❞

       ❛here's a suggestion for you too.           don't tell me what i can and can't           do. 'cause personally, whatever           you're busy doin', i couldn't care           less about.❜

                         there's that smirk again, one of definite cimmerian                          intention. it was never something experienced; the                          sympathy or understanding of another's emotions,                          the well knowing that another is hurt, or annoyed,                          or upset by his actions and the situations he bestows.

then again, what're their feelings to him? what sort of gain would be granted to the magi to the point where these such instances  wouldn't transpire?

                                                  friends?

                                                           family?

                                                                     a significant other?

                 yeah fucking right. 

                                                      ❛besides, i know who ya' are,                                                           just like how i'm sure you know                                                           who i am. al-tharmen informed                                                           me about a new guinea pig we                                                           got; assumin' that's you.❜