lol yeah not even active

hiatus

[accursed-being]

important yet a lot of you people don't care

Yeah. I most likely won't ever be coming back to this blog.

Just a heads up. Then again, not like much people care.

I though long and hard about this decision, and it's time to go through with it. I'm tired of being scared to come here. I'm tired of coming here, and everytime, nothing come out of it. I know people have their "groups," however, I'm not going to go into that subject. Whatever. I'm tired of coming here and ending up getting ignored.

It's sad that I'm leaving this, but really, the fandom is shit. A good amount of people in the fandom are shit--and if you think you're that person, HEY, you might be. Anyway, good bye. It was fun, being on here. I made a lot of friends. This is were I met a lot of good people. Seems even those things die away eventually.

[renvoyerpourpre]

The girl rubbed her nose against her fathers, giggling and closing her eyes. her hands played with his hair, which needed to be brushed again - oh dear. After a moment the girl leaned back and put her hands on his cheeks, squishing his face and laughing.

[accursed-being]

Quite the touchy-feely one, aren't we? Then again, it wasn't as if he minded. Human contact was something he craved--and it was all the more.. special coming from his daughter. A tilt of his head and the male arches his eyebrows--twitching at the gesture she was giving him. "A-ahmp?" was muttered with difficulty as Alice squished his cheeks.

[accursed-being]

Perhaps now it’ll be less.. suffocating to be here. After all, the break had proved to be something of a good things—especially since Levi managed to stray from the one’s that stressed him the most. “Well.. I’m here..”

[cruenta-resurrexit]

A patter of heeled shoes against the floor as it would appear a raven-haired girl found her way out of the tower and into the main halls of the mansion. Pause in step as she turned ruby orbs onto the familiar figure once more before. When was the last time they had spoken? “There you are!”

[accursed-being]

Oh, dear. Looks like he was found all too quickly! Levi knew the sound of those heels all too well. Though, he couldn't blame the girl. After all, he had been shutting himself off for days until finally deciding whether or not he could take human contact. A small purse of his lips and he tilts his head. "Mm? Here I am."

[renvoyerpourpre]

The girl giggled at his frowning face. He was such a silly man, and she had missed him being around to bother her - and for her to bother him.

Alice wrapped her arms around his neck and set her chin on his shoulder, hugging him tightly.

[accursed-being]

Though, he had to admit it was.. good to be back. A small smile continued to form as Alice's warmth came to him--yes, it was good to feel this warmth once more. A chuckle formed from the back of his throat, emitting its way out as his own arms circled around her. Squeezing lightly, he leaned his head to hers, letting out a content sigh.

[accursed-being]

Perhaps now it’ll be less.. suffocating to be here. After all, the break had proved to be something of a good things—especially since Levi managed to stray from the one’s that stressed him the most. “Well.. I’m here..”

[renvoyerpourpre]

“Revisssssssssssss!”

The little girl bounds up to him and jumps up onto his lap.

[accursed-being]

Oh, this was indeed something that surprised him. The man hadn't known she'd remember his name. A small smile formed as he titled his head, brow furrowed at her actions. "Alice."

[accursed-being]

Perhaps now it'll be less.. suffocating to be here. After all, the break had proved to be something of a good things--especially since Levi managed to stray from the one's that stressed him the most. "Well.. I'm here.."

[athistlespromise]

♘|| Well, his man obviously didn’t bother showing common courtesy to the blonde. Even though that was something Elliot had learned to offer himself and thus expect it from others as well. “Good day to you, too, Sir. Would you mind telling me where I am? I kind of lost my way—”

[accursed-being]

Another blink--then, a furrow of his brow. What did he say? Sniffing slightly, the male turned fully to face the blonde--well, he didn't look familiar in the least. Perhaps he was indeed lost: though, truly Glen hadn't known someone couldn't not know where they were: especially in a place like Sablier. Then again, the mansion and the grounds they stood on were.. a ways away. Here, he tilts his head, offering a small smile. "Mm. This is..Sablier."

[repeatime]

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[repeatime]

Homura stared as the man waved back, alright, he seemed to be friendly enough. But you never could know for sure. Sometimes things that appear harmless can bring death. 

“Hello.” The girl spoke clearly, staring straight at him. Homura had some time to kill today, so she didn’t see why she couldn’t try to make conversation with someone.

[accursed-being]

Ah. Yes, the girl seemed like one he could converse with. And as he was completely and utterly lost, it seemed he could indeed make some sort of companionship. However, the dying man could outright feel the wariness of the girl. Nonetheless, it didn't stop him from taking a few more steps toward her. "Good day," was softly offered in return, almost a bit too hesitantly as Revis now knew she could fully see him.

[derseing-blog]

Too much bandage by ~Hetare-muni

[i-shall-fall-deactivated2014070]

♪|  How much the servants annoyed her, how much! They never spoke, and whenever they did, they always seemed to be trying to reprimand her, bring her down and scold her for even the simplest of things. Honestly, she was just tired of even seeing them. They were a blemish on her beautiful world, she’d ought to at least try to wash it out from the canvas, right? A small laugh of sorts escapes her, nodding to his words. “Good. Hopefully when we move on, they’ll finally move on too.” she leans back in her seat once more, glancing over at him with a calm sort of smile, “They do! I’m shocked at how stiff and how uptight they are. I’m surprised they’ve managed to get so far in life with that kind of attitude!” 

[accursed-being]

Here, a chuckle--seems as though the man did indeed touch a sore spot. Glen knew full well of her utter dislike toward the servants--however, he didn't think it was this much. Even so, a calm expression remained as he awaited her next words: a louder, yet still soft laugh given out once she did speak. Yes, he knew all too well--especially from the days she so shamelessly complained. It seemed so long ago.. possibly because now, the two were both at their close endings. Hours after she went to the Abyss, her chains, the process would begin. However, the white-haired man shook his head. No time to think about that, now. "Mm," was noised in agreement; then again, the man had never known his servants well. "Though I say, I cannot blame them in the least for their attitude. Especially how.. the mere household.. is like."

[ofthestreets]

'Tis the Season

[ofthestreets]

The boy said nothing. What could he say, in this situation, to this man? What words could possibly convey how he felt at that moment? Gritting his teeth, Van pressed his forehead against the door. Don’t be stupid he says. Like that’s even possible. Another cough, and then another. All that hacking he’d been doing made the guttersnipe’s throat feel raw and he couldn’t help but curse under his breath. This certainly wasn’t helping his case and he knew it. So he braced himself, waiting for some physical form of reprimand or at least a forceful hold. For a brief moment his mind turned to earlier years and he had to suppress a shudder. No, that wasn’t something to think about here. For all the frustration Revis had a tendency of causing, Van trusted him to go no farther than what was deserved. He couldn’t recall being able to say the same for anyone else he’d known.

[accursed-being]

His limbs were frozen as he waited for the other to say something. Would he--say something, that is? Revis could only hope, especially when he heard the light thuf of Van putting his forehead on the door. Was he okay, or perhaps just angered? The dying man could imagine, however he could never know: never mind the younger would never tell anyone--even Revis, whom he had become such good friends with. Ah, then came the coughs--the seeming painful sounding, heart wrenching coughs. The male couldn't stop the slight flinching, even the purse of his lips as he watched and heard it all. Yet still, Van didn't speak. Violet hues grew wide, almost too.. afraid of what he would say--if he could at all. "Come.. now," he murmured softly, eyebrows furrowed as he took a step, then another, and allowed a bandaged hand to slowly reach. "Your cough.. hasn't gotten the least bit better."

[yashios-deactivated20141111]

[psychocircusal]

Gloved digits curled lightly around the elder’s in return, hold firm but not constricting. The last thing he wanted was to either hurt him or get separated. So Weiss eagerly followed, remaining almost glued to the man’s side.There was no doubt that he was glad both for being let out and Revis’ presence. Something such as the latter couldn’t be said for many the boy knew or encountered.

[accursed-being]

A small chuckle emitted from him--yes, they'd done this numerous times before: however, this particular time it felt.. strange. Perhaps the fact they did this so often was the case. Nonetheless, the dying man walked on, pausing here and there  to wait for another being to pass. Each time the coast was clear, he wandered further, making sure to be especially careful on the steps. Soon, a bandaged hand was curled around the knob of a door--a slow creak given as said down was opened. "Here.. we are, Weiss."

[manga-hands]

[psychocircusal]

The offer made his head cant to one side. He could stay? He could even sleep on the bed if he wanted? But…What about returning to the fairground? It was more familiar there than here, and the juvenile enjoyed what freedom he had after everything he’d endured. Such a hard choice when there were merits to both staying and going. A moment of consideration, and then the boy shuffled to the corner to curl up on his side there. It was the only way he knew how to sleep -On the hard floor, back pressed to the wall and legs drawn close. Perhaps the only real differences this time were the warmth and the fact that the pressure on his spine was evenly dispersed; quite unlike the bars of his cage.  But Weiss didn’t mind. It was more comfortable this way. Nor was he alone this time. Even if Revis refrained from sharing the small space with him, he still cherished the company. Being alone…Was something he hated.

[accursed-being]

Silently, he waited. Yes, his words might have been a bit too harsh--especially to a boy whom was used to the company of others: that is, when he wasn't locked up somewhere.. or, well, that's what Revis thought, anyway. Lips pursed as he waited--truthfully, the dying man wouldn't mind some company--so naturally a part of him wished Weiss to stay. However, forcing someone upon a particular thing wasn't something he wished to do: after all, it had been done to him; and he honestly hadn't enjoyed it one bit. So, with that, he continued to wait.

Violet hues blink unexpectedly, having not exactly expected the other to move so suddenly. He watched, curious as to why he laid like that. However, question would he now. Momentarily, Revis stood waiting, almost expecting something else to occur. When nothing happened, he tilted his head--allowing his legs and feet to guide him over to his chair, an arm leaning to rest his head upon. Seeing as Weiss was now seeming resting, it couldn't harm to do the same. After all, he doubted the younger would so much as leave without making a ruckus.

[sanguinolenta--innocentiam-deac]

“You can call me whichever suits your tastes.” Nodding, Lottie couldn’t help but come to the realization that she had never really carried much about what she was called. Prior to meeting Jack, she had gone by Charlotte, and then afterwards, Lottie. And in her time at the Abyss, she had suddenly begun to start calling herself ‘big sister.’

“Revis? That’s new.” And rather familiar, but where had she heard of it before? Wasn’t he someone important? Someone who held a high rank? Oh well.

[accursed-being]

"Hmm," was noised--well, Lottie would come to be said much easier than her true name. Even in this time, it seemed his memory was fading--after all, dying did that to you. His hearing as well as his sight was getting poorer and poorer by the minute--yet still it was his fate as a previous Glen. Though, the man was grateful his servant wouldn't have to go through such a thing: becoming a chain, that is. Here, he huffed a sigh--then put on his previous, small smile. "Isn't it so?" he chuckled, a brow raised slightly: it seems he could just see the gears moving in her brain.

[wavily]

couldn’t put Humpty together again