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[inverdade]

INVERDADE // UNTRUTH — devil may cry | final fantasy vii | mortal kombat | prototype 2009 | more — carrd with guidelines / muse list under cut

multimuse multiverse roleplay blog. independent and private. canon divergent and belligerent. low and sporadic activity. intended for a mature audience. crossover friendly. asks always welcome. preference towards plotted, para/novella length threads.

— written by vetlan | they/them | portugal | 07/98

deadly premonition: agent francis york morgan

devil may cry: credo & kyrie

ffvii: angeal, barret, cloud, genesis, dr. grazia ( oc ), kunsel ( sideblog ), prof. hojo

mortal kombat: kenshi, takeda, quan chi ( previously on @kcnshi / @whiptrip / @venefikus )

[ prototype ] : dana mercer, elizabeth greene

[inverdade]

WHAT TAROT CARD ARE YOU ?

— CREDO : THE HERMIT

It’s a skill, to look inside yourself, one you have mastered. The endless corridors and shifting thoughts are mapped to very carefully. This all takes time, of course. And those twisting hallways are so very difficult to map. It would be so easy to get lost. You know this space so well. Wouldn’t it be a lovely place to stay? So well-known and comforting. Why go back? How nice, how easy, to dissolve, to hide from the rest of the world and all the people in it. Why bother, when you are so good at looking inside yourself. Like enlightenment, the self. Retreating this far inwards is like retreating just as far out, into the vast ether. So comforting. The thing that was you looks at the thing that was the old woman. There is no you anymore. Goodbye.

— KYRIE : THE LOVERS

Your lover’s back does not look quite the same this morning. No one else would notice the difference, if there even is a difference, but you could swear they have more vertebrae than usual. Something in the breathing, as you stare at them in the morning light. The light in the kitchen is just as warm as it always is, the coffee just as hot, but you cannot meet your lover’s eyes. They kiss you on the forehead, go off to work, shake their keys on the way out as they always do. Did they eat anything this morning? Did they speak? Of course they did. You’re probably losing your mind. You would call your friends to ask, if you had any friends left. You don’t, of course, haven’t for months. You only need each other. You only need them. You haven’t spoken to anyone in months. You count the notches on their back. You watch them breathe. You pray they don’t turn around.

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