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It became clear, very quickly, that this Homura was being held captive by something. Whatever it was, was causing Homura an intense amount of pain and suffering. When Madoka had arrived in this timeline, she had thought she was going to arrive to the usual sight of her bed and the city as it’s typical bright and lively self, buzzing with people. That was not where she was whatsoever.

It looked like the realm of one of the Walpurgisnachts she had faced. The realm of the Serpent of the Heavens, Astarte. The Walpurgisnacht whose mere presence had wiped out the population of the city with disease in a matter of hours.

Madoka came forward, taking Homura’s hand and stopping time. “Akemi-san, look me in the eyes.”

“I won’t leave you here no matter what’s said. I will defend you on our way out.” She made a rope of her white magic, throwing it over the balcony. “There has to be a way out of this pocket dimension. Guide us there.” She pulled Homura along and jumped over the balcony, lowering them down the side of the huge citadel. Once on the ground, she restarted time. ”We have to be fast. Where do we go?”

“No, no, no…”

Homura stepped back and away from Madoka, the exact opposite of the direction she wanted to go. She wanted to throw herself into anyone’s arms. To throw herself into Madoka’s arms and be whisked away from all the blood, torture and pain.

She stepped back into the grasp of the shadows, her dress reacting accordingly to the change in light. She shivered, as her thin outline suggested she was naked under the thin fabric that covered her body. She stood up straight, and didn’t dare slouch even slightly.

She remembered the pain of what happened when she disobeyed. The many caverns in which she felt the pain. Pale hands, trembling with terror, rose up, and clenched into fists as the former soldier turned prisoner of war…

“… Madoka… He’s still around. You need to go. You need to RUN. E-even if you think you can stop him… He’ll just…” She wouldn’t ALLOW Madoka to suffer the same fate as her. To become a DOLL for the sick, twisted pleasure of someone else.

It was… Ironic.

“… Please… You saw the land coming here…” Mitakihara was lost in the red sands of this hell. The great citedal balcony they stood on reached up into the sky like a vicious, phallic, and twisted, obscene insult to God. It was defiance… Despite the emptiness.

“… You’re different.” She finally spoke, withdrawing from the safety of the shadows as her nakedness and injuries faded, coming close to Madoka once again…

She took her hands. She didn’t know this Madoka… Not personally, no. But no matter what Madoka came to her… She would defend them until she broke.

Even if she was more useless than a used condom at this point. She inwardly grinned in utter contempt for her captor.

“Please… Run away. This hell… Is made solely for me.”

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She had come to check on that Homura.Madoka had just learned of her existence here. She needed more information about her. The crimson eyed Madoka turned to look at her.

“I apologize for scaring you, Akemi-san. I was hoping to meet you properly.”

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“Madoka… ?” Homura stared in disbelief at the girl standing on her balcony. She had never expected to see Madoka here, of all places. Not in a thousand years. She had been told Madoka would never come for her… And she had already waited so long… But here she was.

“How did… You get here-?”

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Magical Girl Discord RP

Yeah, I actually did it. Let’s see how far this goes. Links to the reserve list and application are below. Message me with any questions.

No ocs. Canons only at the moment.

Alternate versions of canons are welcome.

18+ only.

If a character is not listed, they’re available.

Taken characters

Application

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I also exist on Discord.

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Failure...

Kaname Madoka, the complete and utter failure.

Letting everyone else die? No, it wasn’t Homura that had done that. The only person she had to blame was herself. Blame herself for letting this girl in front of her continue to go through such terrible things. Blame herself for not finding a way to make everything right. Years... years it had been since she had began to relive these days, and yet she still failed to find a way to make Homura happy.

“I can handle it, Akemi-san. Don’t listen to the incubators. They want you to question yourself, and me. They want you to think those things.”

There were only two people she had learned to rely on to win most fights, but fighting on the Night of Walpurgis was different. She needed other magi to help her win. She didn’t like the idea of having others involved, and especially not with those that couldn’t handle it.

It was difficult to watch Homura cry like that. She wanted to hug her and to tell her everything was going to be okay, but it wasn’t likely Homura would understand. Nor should she expect Homura to. It wasn’t Homura’s fault this was still happening.

It was her own.

“I can’t have you getting hurt on my behalf.” [You’re worth so much more than me. And you’re not a murder like I am.]

"If you want to be mad at someone, be mad at me."

via - Criminal Minds Sentence Starters I NOT ACCEPTING

                                                                       [⚙] ��� I’m not mad at anyone! “ 

     Trembling hands gripped her school bag, letting it dangle in front of her legs as the rest of her shook, eyes widening before she forced her gaze to the side, unable to make eye contact. Shouting… wasn’t her strong suit. Being forceful wasn’t either, and yet she’d done both in the heat of the moment. Was it grief changing her into a new person, or simply the reaction any defenseless person would have when forced to put blame somwhere. 

     [⚙] “ … I-I’m not upset with you. I-If anything, I’m upset with myself… f-for letting everyone else die. “

     [⚙] “ Kyubey said I-I could make things better. T-that I could defeat all k-kinds of witches, if I made a wish, a-and that no one would ever have to fight, i-if I did. I… don’t know if it’s true. B-but I know I could have helped. E-even if a clumsy person like me couldn’t do much, i-it might’ve been enough to…, “ 

     Two tears streamed down from either eye, fogging her glasses as she didn’t bother to wipe either of them away. [⚙] “ …I-I know you don’t think me a smart person, Kaname-san. The f-fact is, though, wh-when you say that you can handle it alone, t-there’s a part of me… that knows you can’t. “

     [⚙] “ I-I don’t mind, i-if It only feels like I met you in a dream, o-or something... but I won’t let you fight alone anymore.  “ 

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I have a decent amount of time to write for the moment.

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I exist

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[I still exist, but it seems like no one else does anymore.]

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I'm so ancient in this fandom, that I wonder if the only two left that know me are homukami and pathetichumans

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I exist

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( I suppose this means I have seen this fandom from beginning to end. )

[This is one of the oldest remaining PMMM RP blogs, isn’t it.]

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Hello everyone. I would like to take an opportunity to address my absence. No, I didn’t just abandon this account again. Some of you knew that I live in Florida, and some of you didn’t. I attended a convention in Orlando a couple weeks ago; which was fun. I was about to resume activity here last weekend when the unthinkable happened.

In the early hours of last Sunday, only 15 minutes from where I was at the time, the most deadly shooting in American history took place. Some of the victims were known to some of my friends. I spent most of Monday hugging and crying with others in the LGBTQ+ community. I also found out that the shooter had considered Disney Springs, which my friends and I almost went to that day.

It’s been a long week. I am here now on my accounts, and I’m available to interact. Thank you for taking the time to read this.

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I’m feeling like writing angst today.

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Take a shot at guessing ten of my favorite characters! They’re in no particular order. Guess via ask as many times as you like! Good luck!

Neon Genesis Evangelion

Hyperdimension Neptunia

Nasuverse Fate Series

Love Live! School Idol Project

Hyperdimension Neptunia

The Asterisk War

Strike The Blood

Nasuverse Fate Series

Strike The Blood

Monogatari Series

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Look! I exist!

Thanks to having no phone and being away on a vacation for the first time in years, I haven’t been here.

Now I’m back however!

Let us resume.

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This scene would seem very familiar to Homura in some ways, wouldn’t it? She was hugging Madoka, frantically spilling her emotions. Though it wouldn’t play out exactly like that this time, with this Madoka. The pinkette hugged Homura back tightly, holding on to her as if she was going to disappear any second.

“You don’t understand...” Those words would definitely resonate with Homura. “You don’t understand how I feel about you...” She gripped Homura’s shirt, tears flowing down her face as she spoke. “You see me as that other girl. I know you do, because I’ve met her. I’ve seen what she’s like, and I understood it. I don’t agree with it, but I understood it.”

She turned her head and listened to Homura’s heartbeat. “You think that I’m just a victim of unfortunate circumstances.But this was my own choosing though. I was there when you tried to protect me on the first night of Walpurgis. You didn’t have the time magic like I do. It killed you right in front of me, and I vowed right then that I would never stop until you were safe.”

She looked up at Homura. “Since then, I’ve lived in this same loop. If you’re here though...” She began to think this through. “Then that means we can stop doing this.” She buried her head in Homura’s shoulder. “I don’t care where I go. As long as I’m with you, I’m home.”

As she looked to the side from Homura’s shoulder, she saw the clock on her desk and the date on it... “April 28th... Akemi-san... We entered a timeline just before it happens...” Her voice was almost a whisper, as if she was too afraid to say it any louder.

🌀💍

Homura panted a bit as she ran into the apartment behind Madoka, drenching wet from having to rush in from that storm. It had been so nice out a few moments ago, where had all of that pouring rain come from? She gave a small smile and nod as thanks to Madoka, knowing she would have said her name if she had spoke.

She walked around the small place, seeing a peculiar small box on the table. She moved towards it and glanced a peek at what was inside, letting out a small gasp as her face blushed a bit. “M-Madoka, what is this…?”

And suddenly her body felt hotter at saying the other’s name, causing her to blush more.

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Madoka’s heart was beating faster than she was used to when just laying still. It was beating like she was running atop buildings.

“My life is in front of me... and I’m looking her in the eyes. I chose that a long time ago. Never once have I ever regretted my choice.”

Madoka brought a hand up, and touched Homura’s cheek. “I would relive every single moment of it for you.” She looked a little more serious, but still smiling.

“Don’t ever think you’re not worth all of that, and more than I could ever give you. You truly are everything good in existence. I’m not ready to stop looking at you.”

As she looked back up at the sky, something came to mind that she had thought of before.

“I always wanted to know you were somewhere that was safe. Now that I’m with you though…”

She turned to Homura. “I don’t want to leave… I don’t have anyone left but you.” For once, she began to look sad. Her emotions were actually showing somewhat.