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“Hard to say- ♣” A curl to the lips of the one with watchful eyes. “It certainly isn’t outside the realm of possibility .. Though I’ve come to expect surprises when I surround myself with certain company. ♦ ” That hint of acknowledgement was all the magician needed- a step is taken towards the spider with a casual stride before coming to rest close by. He’d prefer not to have to shout, after all. “But what’s the fun in solving every mystery? ♥ ”
Chrollo doesn’t immediately respond beyond a slight curve of his lips , the ghosts of a smile at the corners but only because he allows it to show. “ Is that a complaint ? I thought you’d rather appreciate surprises. “ Chrollo inquires with a soft chuckle. Some , but certainly not all he’d imagine. The spider’s hands remain calmly in his pockets , watching as he halts his previously planned path in favor of this spontaneous event. “ Mm. I’m inclined to agree with that statement. While knowledge is valuable , there is something FUN in certain mysteries. “
❣≽ A second shadow accompanies your own on this dark and dreary night
‘Did you miss me? ♦ ” The voice of something mischievous creeps from behind you with a softened hummed.
Though the presence joins him , Chrollo doesn’t seem surprised nor bothered by it. “ Are you sure it’s not more accurate to comment on it the OTHER way around ? “ He responds with a note of light amusement in his tone as he finally spares a moment to glance over his shoulder at the other man.
@ofsavior said: “You wanna settle this under the mistletoe? 😏” Dazai to Yukari (or Chuuya — your pick)
The comment earns a slight lift of an eyebrow before the beauty angel allows a light chuckle. It seems even Dazai was apparently invested in the spirit of the holiday season. Or at least , it was a convenient enough excuse that anyone could use. ( It did not ease the lingering bitterness on his tongue when it came to this time of the year. )
“ How very forward of you. Here I thought you might lay a trap to lure me in. “ Yukari teases the other , long lashes lowered slightly as he regards Dazai. “ But I’ll give you points. I do love the BOLD after all. “
He straightens from where he had leaning , offering a light chuckle as he leans closer. “ I presume then you know the nearest mistletoe ? At this hour it’ll be quite beautiful. “
“Her eyes were wild.”
— John Keats, from The Complete Poems and Selected Letters; “La Belle Dame Sans Merci,” (via violentwavesofemotion)
We dream to give ourselves hope. To stop dreaming– well, that’s like saying you can never change your FATE.
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The Progenitors are shown to be the same as royalty among the vampires. All progenitors are nobles. They are quite powerful, and this power increases with greater rankings. However, progenitors of the same ranking are not necessarily equal in power.
The beginning of her words made little sense to Jūjō. It might have something to do with how exhausted her body felt―being pulled like a force greater than gravity toward the floor―resenting even the slightest of movements. The fault could be put on her heavy head, swollen in air and pain, clearly a consequence of abusing Kagutsuchi’s power.
The screaking sound of rusted seal being dragged over humid sound hurt Mito’s head. Her primal instinct, the thing on her mind that pushed her for survival, made her contort in her place. Mito’s weakened legs tried to put a greater distance between her and the tall noble, only to find the coldness of the stonewall at her back.
She could never be… too relentless nor too careless.
Relief danced for a second in her eyes before turning into grievous mistrustfulness. In the back of her mind, Mito attempted to feel them near, sense the power of their Cursed Gears, the very last trace to tell her they were alive, but ultimately found nothing. She drained her demon’s faculties.
❝ How can I be sure you’re not lying?❞ Mito spurt out her mouth, without even looking at the offered glass of water. ❝ For all I know, they could all be dead.❞
Another vampire might have lashed out at seeing a human trying to practically crawl into the wall , or for blatantly ignoring the offered drink. But Horn merely remained where she was , composed and calm. Unlike MOST of the others , she was not so fond of the brutish methods used right off the bat.
“ You can’t. “ It’s a shockingly honest answer , rather than an answer that was coated in sugar or tailored to earn the other’s favor. “ I suppose I could have them write something and bring it back ? Perhaps you would recognize their handwriting. But then you might believe it was a talented con artist , same with hearing each other’s voices and it being a mimicker. “ The progenitor easily presents ideas and shoots them down just as quickly. “ I can’t take you to see them. That’s too great a risk when you’ve not given anything in turn. But as of now , the humans are not the primary interest of much of the council at the moment. “
It is not particularly useful information , but it is something that may offer the girl some semblance of relaxation. “ You’ll just have to take my word for it. Isn’t it hope that humans have always clung to ? “ She arches an elegant eyebrow slightly as she lifts the cup slightly. “ If they are as I say , wearing yourself out and neglecting yourself would do no good to anyone. Not me , not you , and certainly not your teammates. Though those demons you have might do quite well. “ Horn points out , her voice calm and steady.
“ I won’t force you to drink if you don’t wish. Hunger and thirst strikes aren’t effective. But I would recommend drinking while you can. “
Not the NASA robots dying along about to make me CRY. ITS LIKE NASA’S OPPORTUNITY ALL OVER AGAIN. My power’s really low, so this may be the last image I can send. Don’t worry about me though: my time here has been both productive and serene. WHAT DO YOU MEAN DON’T WORRY I WILL
KAGURA DOESN’T KNOW WHAT POSSESSED HER to spill so much of her past, but she trembles at the thought of being denied. There’s a desperation to be accepted, even acknowledged, almost deflating from relief as Stheno claims to empathize. Oh, thank Kami.
But as the elder goes on, Kagura finds herself staring, eyes glazing with a thin layer of tears. She shouldn’t be embarrassed or ashamed? Fingers play with the ends of black hair, lips pursing as she squirms. “ T-thank you. Your approval means a lot. ” Her sisters live on through her. She exhales a full sigh, nodding in acceptance. Yes, that’s right.
Green eyes rise, a tinge of red shading pale cheeks. “ Well, I’m just trying to exercise my control. After meeting a certain man, I… ” Oh, how can she boast about exploiting men and then randomly speak of being in love with one? Wait, no. She never claimed to be in love with Ishiguro.
Pushing that out of her mind, Kagura focuses on the woman before her, eyes widening. Wow, the snakes are her? Do they act on her emotions? Does she use them as a sort of expression? The first gorgon… the first. “ You’re quite far from home, then, ” she says, lighthearted, stepping closer. Beaming at the sound of acceptance, joy flies through her veins. Yes, date scored! “ Why don’t we go for a walk in the park first? I’m getting an idea. ”
Had she done well or poorly ? It was so hard to tell when tears appeared. Medusa had been the best at such matters. It’d never mattered to the eldest unless it came from a place of fear. ( Or her sisters. ) But evidently it seems she has done well based on the comment , and she nods slightly with a few snakes flicking out their tongues.
Oh. This sounded like the tales of ancient times. A declaration against something but allotting the exception to one. So often a man. This hero will treat me right , THAT one would never hide a secret , and so many others. Although SHE didn’t appear upset so perhaps it was the RARE exception. Maybe.
“ I am. “ To that , Stheno merely nods in confirmation , long coils lifting and moving in response. “ I have always been the most independent of my sisters. And . . . times have changed. To not keep up would be like a declawed lion. “ She admits. Immortal as she might be , that was not a fate she wanted.
Orange serpentine eyes slide towards her , curious but amicable. “ Alright. That is fine with me. Lead the way , I’ve merely been wandering myself. “ She had nothing in PARTICULARLY to do as it were , beyond observational study. High streets or the slums , she tredded each with the same powerful aura.
lines taken from various albums & unsorted songs by xylo . feel free to change pronouns ( he , she , they , i , etc ) & tenses as you feel necessary .
- “ the nights never ending ”
- “ go off the deep end ”
- “ i’m bad luck , baby ”
- “ i don’t need your sympathy ”
- “ i need a fuckin’ miracle ”
- “ i just want your love , not your money ”
- “ leave me here , i’ll be fine ”
- “ i’ll wait for the stars to align ”
- “ i’m waiting for the afterlife ”
- “ i just wanna be loved ”
- “ the news fuckin’ scares me ”
- “ we’re still young but we got older ”
- “ real life is make - believe ”
- “ all that glitters isn’t gold for me ”
- “ don’t say anything ”
- “ you look perfect in this light to me ”
- “ i’m sick of listening to everyone ”
- “ i just want you ”
- “ this will all be over soon ”
- “ the nights are longer than i’ve ever known ”
- “ come get me now ”
- “ there’s a black cloud hanging over my head ”
- “ there’s a bad taste in my mouth ”
- “ when did this bed get so uncomfortable ? ”
- “ will you heal me ? ”
- “ if you have the answer let me know ”
- “ it doesn’t feel the same as it did before ”
- “ you slip like sand right through my hands ”
- “ the battle never ends but you won the war ”
- “ i’m sinking like a stone ”
- “ we’re all livin’ in the gutter ”
- “ live fast , leave a pretty body ”
- “ is this love ? ”
- “ i think that i love you ”
- “ you know i tried to warn you ”
- “ are you alive or are you just living ? ”
- “ the pain i feel makes me feel real ”
- “ everybody’s let me down ”
- “ give me a little time to un - fuck my mind ”
- “ i’m ugly when i’m jealous ”
- “ i’m so used to being sad ”
- “ you’re my bad influence ”
- “ i don’t know if i should stay or if i should go ”
- “ i don’t have the answers you need ”
- “ i think i’m dying ”
- “ are you thinking about me ? ”
- “ would you take back all the things you said ? ”
- “ am i enough ? ”
- “ you’re turning me into somebody that i didn’t wanna know ”
- “ i knew you were trouble when i met you ”
- “ tell me you love me ”
- “ tell me i’m pretty ”
- “ i made this life ”
- “ guess i’m the one to blame ”
- “ you know i can’t take this ”
- “ i know you’re not changing ”
- “ at least i know it’s all said and done ”
- “ i don’t wanna go to sleep alone ”
You know what I think is under appreciated ? Old or later middle-aged characters in mafias or gangs or similar organizations. And I don’t mean 500 year old creatures that look 20. I mean just humans ( or humans with powers excluding immortality/invulnerabiliy ). That’s terrifying to really think about once you consider it. Old characters where the vast majority die YOUNG or mid-life. Like Hirotsu in BSD. ( Who is underappreciated as it is. ) Like he is surrounded by youth , raised in ranks and survived through the bloodiest era of the mafias , and now still in the field actively participating. Akudama Drive was big for having a cast that was mainly over 25+. But when we see old characters who are still ACTIVE members ( and not just figureheads but actually participating ) in an environment like that ? I think people really underappreciate what that says about a character. It’s like the lyrics “ Say a prayer, to yourself / He says, close your eyes, sometimes it helps / And then I get, a scary thought / That he's here, means he's never lost “ The fact this older character is still here means he’s survived what regularly kills hundreds of youths. I just. I dont think it gets valued enough. Sure they might not be as ‘ hot ‘ or ‘ attractive ‘ as the youth but they’ve got so much experience and skill.
— As long as I own my fate.
@anomieheld said: Cue the small wendigo slipping in Fenrir 's bedroom not too long after he tucked her into bed. Responding to the confused stare from the parental figure with an innocence filled radiant smile as she climbed her way onto his bed.
" shhhh! I' m waiting for the bed monster . " Elyon whispered " i heard a tasty looking lady telling her kid that if he didnt go to bed the monster would attack him." The smaller blonde explained. " so i think if we both stay up there will be a bigger bed monster to grab and nibble on.~ " the small wendigo concludes as she widdens her arms to make it look like she was showing the monster's size . Elyon then crawls to the edge of the mattress to try and get a glimpse of her would be ' bed monster snack' ( Elyon to Fenrir, im sorry he gets dragged in her chaotic planning XD No comments on her making opinion on people by how tasty they look XD )
Her presence went FAR from unnoticed in the sparsely decorated bedroom. It would have been impossible to pull on a beast as alert as the world-devourer. So instead he merely quirks an eyebrow in her direction as she crawls up to join him on the bed.
“ Bed monster ? “ He inquires , listening as she elaborates on her own to what precisely this vague creature was. “ I see. That makes sense. “ Fenrir decided to agree after a moment , his back leaning against the headboard while observing the pup. It vaguely reminded him of the stories his mother and father would sometimes tell - unobservable threats that would be a danger to them if they didn’t behave in a certain manner. It was so....innocent.
It was an innocence that had been crushed from him early on. But for her , it was nice to see this little pup be able to engage in something so childish and free of worries for now. The world was harsh ; there was no need to rush to bleak reality. Unconsciously , a faint smile tugged up on typically stoic features , orange gaze seeming to glow in the light of the lamp illuminating his bedroom.
“ So. What do you think this bed monster is going to look like , hm ? “ Fenrir asks , watching as she made herself comfortable. It was silly ; he hadn’t thought about such ideas in thousands of years. But that was not to say that it was bad. “ They must be quite rare. What if they’re under your bed instead of mine ? Or are you planning to stake out both of them ? “
THE HOBBIT: THE DESOLATION OF SMAUG (2013) — dir. Peter Jackson