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send one for my muse’s reaction to your muse ---

alternatively send ‘ + ‘ after the symbol for the roles to be reversed where possible !

✘ = hugging them . Δ = playing with their hair .  ❤ = kissing them .  ₪ =  asking them out for dinner . ☀ = giving them a gift of ___ ( asker’s choice ) . ♘ = stabbing them . ♕ = bowing down before them . ♒ = lying to them .   ✿ = buying them flowers . ☾ = being found shirtless . ♢ = reading them a story . ☂ = giving them their jumper to keep warm . ✎ = speaking in a different language . ✏ = teaching them a different language . ▄ = telling them a joke . ♬ = singing to them . ☹ = insulting a loved one . ஐ = slapping them . ✂ = threatening them . ❃ = dancing with them . ▤ = falling asleep on them . ☮ = waking them up after a nightmare .  ♣ = discovering them crying .  回 = patching a wound .  ✮ = stargazing . ▓ = caught stealing their belongings . ☽ = wandering alone at night . ♡ = complimenting them . ≡ = offering a place to stay overnight . ☢ = falling over . ✦ = being well-dressed . ❂ = wiping blood off their face . ◎ = taking care of them while ill . ☁ = being caught in the middle a storm with them . ⇕ = holding their hand . ↱ = being lost with them . ☠ = pushing them against a wall .

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‘ I’m really going to have to resist that you stop calling me Satan. ‘

“… but aren’t you your world’s equivalent to the Devil? Sounds pretty Satan-like to me.”

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UBW Abridged-Based Starters Pt. 1

‘ Fine, I get it, I’m up! ‘

‘ Gonna get magical up in here! ‘

‘ Aid me as I Murder-Death-Kill. ‘

‘ Get dunked on, school! ‘

‘ Has school ever let me meet a hero of the past? ‘

‘ 100 Percent maximum No Chill! ‘

‘ My living room! You broke my house. ‘

‘ I saw a spider, so I threw a table at it. It survived, so I threw a cabinet. This continued, the spider escaped. I assure you I mean to track it down. ‘

‘ And surprising nobody, I totally succeeded! ‘

‘ I’m the Master - yours of course - who’s going to be engaging in the time-honored tradition of indiscriminate murder during this generation’s Murder-Death-Kill. ‘

‘ Did I stutter? ‘

‘ What makes you think I’m the type who would so callously slaughter at you behest? ‘

‘ Making personal decisions isn’t in your wheelhouse right now, capiche? ‘

‘ Name. Yours. Gimme. ‘

‘ I figured it out! You’re actually Satan! ‘

‘ That’s uncalled for. ‘

‘ I command you to not attempt to condemn my soul into the fiery pits of hell, or perform any conned activities including, but not limited to, ritual sacrifices! ‘

‘ Do you have any idea how valuable those are?! ‘

‘ The power of seals compels you! ‘

‘ What in the world is wrong with you?! ‘

‘ Hello, ‘Actually Satan’. ‘

‘ Do. Not. Fuck with me. ‘

‘ Who else can say they ordered Actually Satan to clean their house? ‘

‘ Get dustin’, Lucifer! ‘

‘ It’s too bad you didn’t summon Lucifer. You two might get along. ‘

‘ Woah! Actually Satan’s got a knack for carpentry. ‘

‘ *gasp* Maybe he’s Actually Jesus! ‘

‘ I’m really going to have to resist that you stop calling me Satan. ‘

‘ Seems like a pretty Actually Satan answer to me, Lucey-Goosey! ‘

‘ Wouldn’t you be concerned if your Servant was actually the Devil? ‘

‘ Shouldn’t you be in school today? ‘

‘ Shouldn’t you be tormenting the souls of the damned? ‘

‘ Why do you hate yourself so much? ‘

‘ … Satan made me tea. ‘

‘ This is the Murder Park. ‘

‘ That explains the hatred in the air. ‘

‘ So what you’re saying… is that the Devil is a state of being. ‘

‘ Like everything else about me, you’ve correctly deduced that the correct answer is: I’m the Devil! ‘

‘ Because magic! I don’t know! ‘

‘ Can you summon Hell? ‘

‘ I guess we should flee and… forego this conversation with reckless abandon! ‘

‘ Oh gosh! We have to flee immediately! Or we’ll surely die! ‘

‘ Yeah, I’m not doing that. ‘

‘ … no, ___, I’m not carpet bombing the city! ‘

‘ Of course you’re not, silly, it was just a thought. ‘

‘ … this is my life now. ‘

‘ Nah, just some nerd. Who should mind their own business!

‘ … well that’s rude. ’

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Headcanons list! (Add more if you wish)

½ = How the character feels about people taller or shorter than them

± = The character and what they think about math

† = How the character feels about murder

@ = How the character appears online

¥ = How the character handles money or spends it

° = The character’s temperature preferences 

æ = The character and languages (Known or Want to Learn)

↔ = The character’s ability to read directions

♥ = Character’s preference for relationships (sexuality, type of person, etc.)

zzz= What time the character enjoys sleep or being awake

☂ = Weather the character enjoys

♪ = What music the character likes

( =①ω①=) = What animals the character likes and if they have a pet/pets

(・∀・ ) = The character’s emotional state most of the time

☆～（ゝ。∂）= How the character greets people

⊙﹏☉ = What flusters the character

(≧∇≦) = What makes the character happy

(/□＼*)・゜ = What makes the character blush

(;╹⌓╹) = What scares the character

（；へ：） = What makes the character cry

(´ q ` ” ) = The character’s “guilty” pleasure

（・□・；） = What makes the character uncomfortable

(*^◇^)_旦 = What the character likes to eat and drink

｡ﾟ(TヮT)ﾟ｡ = What makes the character laugh

(´；Д；｀) = What worries the character

(⑅ ‘﹃’ ) = What the character daydreams or thinks about

( ⌒o⌒)人(⌒-⌒ ) = Friends the character has or would like to make

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The lack of powers was really starting to get on her nerves. Reficul was soaring the skies of Hive City, when she felt her wings buckle. So there was a limited amount of time that she could fly as well?

If there was anything more frustrating than the lack of her powers, it was this. She began to fall from the sky, her face still keeping its stoic glance. It would be a rough landing, even if she was spreading her wings to regain aerial control 

She managed to land herself in a tree, looking down on a young girl. "... hello there. Can you help me, please?"  

 @chinadiva

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While she disliked the city, Reficul could admit that it was pretty to stare at when the night fell. When the street lights came on and the summer heat toned down a bit, Reficul could find beauty in such an otherwise bleak place. While it wasn't home, she could see how others of her kind could enjoy a place like this. 

Walking silently on the city sidewalk, she was listening to the music playing on her gray headphones. Her arm gently brushed another on the sidewalk's path, and she turned around to face them. "My apologies. I wasn't looking as to where I was going."

  @tenebrisexordium

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Reficul is beauty, Reficul is grace

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An odd city, and certainly dangerous, it seemed. She found that her powers were dampened considerably. She could no longer use her transmutation abilities, she could only fly for a short about of time, and her morning stars were replaced by… a well-polished wooden sword.

But she didn’t have much of a reason beyond that to fret. Her appearance itself was enough to ward away some. And so, the Devil was calmly strolling along, her face devoid of emotion.

But then she saw a small child. Shorter than her, with wide eyes. Reficul said nothing, just slightly tilted her head. So there were children here too?

@godlightning

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Hello! I'd like to apply Reficul from The Gray Garden/Funamusea without prior reserve. The application can be found on her page under /application . The date is 7/18~

Welcome!

You’ll be staying in apartment G-3!

You’ll be able to fly for 15 minutes a day!

You’ll be given a wooden sword!

Enjoy your stay!

–Mod oo4

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Passing Demon. While I’m waiting for Reficul’s application to be approved, who wants a starter? I’ll leave it uncapped, for now.

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Just a Passing Demon

“Now that I’ve dealt with that airhead, it’s time to get down to the business I came for in the first place.”

Reficul had found herself in the Gray World once again, a product of the harmony found between a God and Devil. Seeing such made her reminisce about the past, who she used to be, and the God she used to serve. She now couldn’t think of them without gritting her teeth the slightest bit. Elux, the foolish, pompous God. 

She remembered taking Lowrie here, helping him escape her world and all of the sins he left behind. He wanted to turn over a new leaf, and help others, them being the children of the school he taught at. She had a recent conversation with him, how his kindness and blissful ignorance was just a front he put on. Reficul knew better, but exposing him would betray his trust, and he seemed very, very happy here.

She thought back to the individuals she rescued from the Flame Underworld, how they really came from this world. The first individual she saved, the Head Angel of this world, was on the verge of death when she found him. She was beaten, bloody, and maimed, and yet he still had the fight in his eye when she entered the cell. She had introduced herself as the Passing Demon to him, them sent him back to the Gray World in hopes that someone would rescue him.

She admitted being careless with the next people she encountered: two angels and two demons from the Gray World. She had attempted to send them back, but then the airhead likely blocked passage into their world with his loathsome actions. They would have to escape on their own, but perhaps they needed the push. They were the ones who defeated the airhead in the end, albeit with help.

The airhead wouldn’t be invading worlds any time soon, not after the punishment Reficul gave him. Ivlis, as well as his subjects, would remain in the Flame Underworld with tails between their legs for a good, long while. Not to mention that particular woman, whom she had turned into a genie’s lamp and tossed away. Reficul didn’t know how she ended up afterwards, hopefully it wasn’t shattered.

Arriving to a secluded spot in the Gray World, she had encountered the God and the Devil, Etihw and Kcalb, respectively. She told Kcalb that in exchange for her help, he would have to attend a meeting between Devils. The man was shy, trying to refuse, but Etihw encouraged him. Without a choice, he agreed. With that, Reficul bid him goodbye, and went out to finally travel home. At least there she could enjoy the company of her wife, her son, and her right hand man.

Yes, she was the Passing Demon. But maybe a Passing Devil would be more accurate.

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reficul aesthetic for @refiiicul !! enjoy !! ~ Mod Wada

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Passing Demon. And so Reficul is up and running!