#❥ █ ┊ i. ` .& ❪ in character ❫ behind mock ceremony of your grief lurked the burlesque instinct of the ham.
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@aesthetiquement - one-liners
“ THIS painting is quite beautiful, isn’t it? ”
#aesthetiquement#❥ █ ┊ i. ` .& ❪ in character ❫ behind mock ceremony of your grief lurked the burlesque instinct of the ham.#❥ █ ┊ i. ` .& ❪ v.canon ❫ in the circus tent of a hurricane designed by a drunken god.
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REN would like to wish everyone a happy valentine’s day! he’s looking forward to gifting his friend his chocolate in a month’s time.
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@phntmhrts/ann “ hey now, no more apologizing. i’m glad you called me; i meant it when i said any time, any place. ”
2 am. right now this isn’t a good time to call, really. he had to sneak down while making sure to not awaken akira. he silently thanks satanael that at least the rain is loud enough to mask his feet.
ren had to scroll down to see who’s awake on this ungodly hour. some stood as online, but he decides ann seem like the most sound solution to give a ring. “ hey, ann; sorry for calling you up so late. can we talk? ”
while not exactly a smile appears on his face appears he notices that he could release a breath he’s sure he was holding. “ thanks. ” a pregnant pause happens. “ is it okay if i vent a little? still feeling rough from that. ”
#phntmhrts#❥ █ ┊ i. ` .& ❪ in character ❫ behind mock ceremony of your grief lurked the burlesque instinct of the ham.#❥ █ ┊ i. ` .& ❪ v.canon ❫ in the circus tent of a hurricane designed by a drunken god.
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REN raises up his glass, ignoring the fact its content almost went over the item, and smiles. “ happy new year to all of us. the previous was ... quite something, but i’m glad to be standing here. ”
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@phntmhrts/akira “ you look like you could use a hug. ”
HIS sleeping schedule has gone to shit the past few days. akira is out of jail, everyone is joyous about it. yet here he is thinking of why everything hadn’t gone as smooth as when he left the interrogation’s room.
he doesn’t want to say it out loud. ren knows he shouldn’t be jealous just because his could-have-been twin had it a bit better. he just leans against akira’s shoulder while sighing. the world bearer hopes that these thoughts die soon enough.
they just are those intrusive ones, right? “ that or ten cups of coffee would be appreciated. ”
#phntmhrts#❥ █ ┊ i. ` .& ❪ in character ❫ behind mock ceremony of your grief lurked the burlesque instinct of the ham.#❥ █ ┊ i. ` .& ❪ v.canon ❫ in the circus tent of a hurricane designed by a drunken god.
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HERE ren arrives with the most elaborate red death costume. it ain’t a party without him becoming the center of attention via his vanity. a bit of a theatrical bonus isn’t ever wrong.
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'You are my bro. You are my bro! Boogie woogie woogie!!' ( when my muse thinks when they see your muse meme ).
#tricksheart#❥ █ ┊ i. ` .& ❪ in character ❫ behind mock ceremony of your grief lurked the burlesque instinct of the ham.
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@maskthrown/sophia ❝ To the ends of the earth, would you follow me? ❞
DURING these nights, when he is less ren and more the devil, he doesn’t bother with socializing in favour of coming up with the next step. not only he has joined this room however. sophia is here too. her usual robotic cheer is replaced with something beyond what the others could reach for. ah yes, he thinks when he turns his chair to meet her eye to eye, it is ‘she’. “ but of course, grandmother. ” he cocks his head to the side. “ we cannot leave before we have retrieved the other parts of you. ”
#maskthrown#❥ █ ┊ i. ` .& ❪ in character ❫ behind mock ceremony of your grief lurked the burlesque instinct of the ham.#❥ █ ┊ i. ` .& ❪ v.strikers ❫ apathy is a tragedy and boredom is a crime.
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@fiendistc “What’s your favorite scary movie?”
AH , that was a difficult decision. so many scary movies are his favourite in the first place: from the many dracula movies to the ones from his own soil.
he puts his hands on his hips, tapping his feet against the pavement and he thinks of all what he saw. “ i cannot decide yet. one of my favourite movies i do can say is the van helsing of 2004. you know, the particular one with the overdramatic dracula and that the hunter was a werewolf ... if i recall correctly. ” pause. “ i haven’t watched it in a long while. shall we put it up tonight. ”
#fiendistc#❥ █ ┊ i. ` .& ❪ in character ❫ behind mock ceremony of your grief lurked the burlesque instinct of the ham.#❥ █ ┊ i. ` .& ❪ v.postcanon ❫ only to vanish with devilish ease in a smoke that sears my eyes.
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¥ ( giotto & nero )
Giotto
Looks: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 Personality: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 Favorite thing about them: ” He made my feel like I’m his own son. Never did I doubt he cares about me. ” Least favorite thing about them: “ It saddens me to know he still lets his heart bleed over events from long ago, but never seeks helps. ”
Nero
Looks: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 Personality: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 Attraction: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 Would they date them: yes | no “ ... We already are. ” Favorite thing about them: “ How lively she is. Whenever she enters the room it lights up. ” Least favorite thing about them: “ Sometimes she forgets to read the room if you catch my drift. ”
#❥ █ ┊ i. ` .& ❪ in character ❫ behind mock ceremony of your grief lurked the burlesque instinct of the ham.#loreconcepts
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A brow is quirked. damn, i just wanted to light the mood. “ ... fuck, i missed the funeral of my twin’s sense of humour. ”
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@redempts " the streets are too packed for my liking. " they need to get home before the blizzard hits, but it seems everyone else had the same idea as them. " there's got to be a better way ... "
APRIL truly does what it wants. the blizzard was announced of course, but that doesn’t mean the duo had particularly welcomed it. “ ... ” kiryuu sighs while brushing through his own hair. he blinks and his eyes turn gold to those who could gaze beyond what mortals see. the former thief tries to find a spot that isn’t haunted by a drove of people.
“ to the left, ” he responds before his eyes take its gray colour once again. “ the pizzaria over there still hasn’t a lot of people in it. if we hurry we might be done with some slices before it is over. ”
#redempts#❥ █ ┊ i. ` .& ❪ in character ❫ behind mock ceremony of your grief lurked the burlesque instinct of the ham.#❥ █ ┊ i. ` .& ❪ v.postcanon ❫ only to vanish with devilish ease in a smoke that sears my eyes.
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@hisalmighty “You’re different, in person.”
ONE pinky extends from his hand, the same one holding a cup of which hides half his face. a chuckle leaves his lips. to see such a formerly grand vampire, who stood high and mighty with a quiet kind of smugness, so mortal amuses him to no end. “ that is what they all say. ” he responds before taking a sip from his coffee.
“ nobody you meet at first will reveal all their cards. be wary, my current companion; i could have been much worse. ” ren puts his cup upon the table and a faux smile appears on his face. “ but you caught me in a good mood ... and i promised a certain woman to take care of those who’re yet here. “
#hisalmighty#❥ █ ┊ i. ` .& ❪ in character ❫ behind mock ceremony of your grief lurked the burlesque instinct of the ham.#❥ █ ┊ i. ` .& ❪ v.crossover ❫ who attached these heavy wings on my shoulders?
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@phntmhrts/akechi ❛ i wish things were different between us. ❜
IT saddens him. he did not pity the guy who had stood next to him. when he sees the back of akechi he feels cold. ren is someone who will keep his promises, but how much more will he bear apologies and what ifs? tomorrow that fight will take place. perhaps this is a funeral of anything good that could have been between the two. he shall bury it along with maruki’s so-called kindness.
“ ... me too. ” it is something said as a whisper long after the door was closed. he shakes his head afterwards and locks the door. finally, he’s semi-alone now.
morgana had arrived from upstairs. the patter of his feet had brought a bit of comfort ren needed. he grabs the faux cat and sits at one of the boots.
he lets out a sigh.
#phntmhrts#❥ █ ┊ i. ` .& ❪ in character ❫ behind mock ceremony of your grief lurked the burlesque instinct of the ham.#❥ █ ┊ i. ` .& ❪ v.canon ❫ in the circus tent of a hurricane designed by a drunken god.
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