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probably going to archive this blog and revamp it to a new one --because the wadda muse never died, just changed shape + i have probs to redo all my 2d icons since i lost them lmao
Sal is awful and deserves to be punished andthiswasmyfavoriteendingimsosorrysosososossorrymomforgivemeiloveseeingsalgettingpunished
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Red Wada is my favourite Wada. Hope the Mogeko drama dies down…
outofseaofdeath: { Let me tell you just a few words concerning all this mess about Mogeko and the Salwada art. I'll be blunt and short, and I don't care if this sole sentence will broke your kokoro.
[ Ey, guys!
You should all join in on the MDSS! Aka the Mogeko Defense Scarf Squad.
Because of the recent incident, I want to give Mogeko a way to show that we still care and support them. Basically I’m trying to rally people together to draw pictures of their muses (or a mogeko character of their choice) in a scarf and send them to Mogeko somehow. Either through the tags or in the form of a submission. I feel like it might help them feel better if enough of us do this, because a group is better than just one in terms of making an impact. They got hit rather hard by us fans, so I feel like it’s our job as fans to try and raise their spirits again. Sound good?
The steps are simple, really. Just draw the character in a scarf, add in a supportive message if you so desire it, and tag it as MDSS/Mogeko Defense Scarf Squad along with Mogeko’s tags. (ie. Wadanohara, The Grey Garden, Poison Bugs, etc etc). I’m sure that I, along with Mogeko, would really appreciate if you could join in on this.
It’d be great if you could reblog this to spread it around for everyone to see! Thank you very much for reading! ]
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Her soft, fragile voice rang in his ears like a melody as the rush that began to die down had only intensified more than before. He let out a relieved sigh as he turned to look at her right after licking his lips, his beastly nature starting to get the best of him as red eyes gleamed in hunger as he looked down to the petite witch.
There she was. The missing piece to complete this artwork.
Without adding a word, he stepped towards her, and before she could flee he grabbed her shoulders and forced a deep kiss against her lips. The taste of the blood that stained his white skin invaded into it, and mixed with the already sweet taste of his beloved, only adding to it… How addicting.
He parted his lips from hers, only ever slightly just to be able to speak. "We weren’t playing, Wadanohara… I finally made him happy." He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close to him, staining the night gown he made for her with the red that covered him, forcing another passionate kiss.
He wanted to devour. He wanted to control. He wanted to violate this death that he wished for it to come for so so long. He wanted to let Samekichi have what he deserved, even after his death. He picked up the witch and looked into her stained eyes with his own fully corrupt ones.
"So I am happy… Because now you will be happy! I finally succeeded to have him to join us… But it was too much for his body to handle… But his soul is among us, I assure you that… Since now, I carry him within me. We are no longer two halves… We are one. And we are so so happy… Because you are here with us both.”
The strength that Samekichi held, Sal had now surpassed. The kindness that Samekichi had, was overpowered by Sal’s cruelty. They did not become one, the one devoured the other.
But twisting the truth was always what he was best with, was it not?
Blood.
Blood everywhere, blood and organs and pieces of skin staining the floor in a gigantic pool, dirtying her feet and the hem of her night gown. Not the usual amount of blood Wadanohara was now used to see --no, there was something so different in that blood, so different in the eyes bulging out the walls behind her, all aimed towards the cellar that now was the gruesome stage of that ironic show that was her 'new' life. Everything was still blurry, though --a common reflection of denial, a steady, obnoxious whistle making her brain numb, wanting her to scratch her own hair and skin away just to nab at her brain and throw it away, so everything could stop.
Because that was a joke, right? Because Samekichi wasn't gone, 'merged' now with the bloodstained, furious albino shark looking right at her like a predator ready to jump to his prey's neck.
« W-what does that mean. . .? »
Her voice cracked even more --she wanted to move, away or towards the shark it didn't matter, but she wanted to move, to stop feeling like one of the morbid statues still blocked everywhere in the corrupted castle, even when the other grabbed her and kissed her that forcefully.
His words hurt --hurt like daggers stabbing deep in those pretty, big eyesockets, trespassing cartilage and reddened orbs, sinking deep in the brain, killing neurons over neurons, flooding the corpses with the bloody stream of denial. Because she couldn't accept the truth behind his words --how could she, who kept herself on the verge of insanity because of that scarred shark lying a few steps in front of them --gruesomely massacred, source of the nectar soiling her feet and the albino's always immaculate, perfect suit.
« What have you done, Sal. . . Samekichi, oh --oh my. . . W-what have you done. . . what have you done--?! »
His words were like daggers, and Wadanohara, terrified --confused, on the verge of fainting, as broken as a scratched vynil, just wanted to cry, hating herself for those bloody tears not coming out at all.
He smiled happily as he was kissed before wrapping his arms around her little waist. “How are you, my love? ♪ “
« Uh? I feel like there's a gap in my mind, to be honest. » She tapped her index against her chin. « How long have I slept? »
"Wadanohara.~ ♪ "
"Can I have a little kiss?"
« Of coooourse~ »
And the kiss has been successfully delivered by the little corrupted witch.
akataishi replied to your post: Cute Wadda noises.
Blows kisses.
« Saaaal~ ♪ »
Cute Wadda noises.
#RESPECT YOUR FATHER. I AM SEA JESUS.
((Wait we're giving out compliments. Well then. I think you play an absolutely fantastic red wada. You never fail to give a creepy and fitting atmosphere during a thread and I absolutely love rping and talking with you. You're such a sweetie and your muse is adorable. uvu <3
outofseaofdeath: { [THIS KILLS THE FEDE. U WON 9999XP] }
[[ wait are we complimenting you? ok here we go. i really really love your wada, your portrayal of her, and i love how well you write creepy and overall just. uncomfortable scenes. tbh i. really look up to you aha. plus youre a cool person ooc and id like to get to know you more!! ok have a nice day <3 ]]
outofseaofdeath: { DEAN WHAT ARE YOU D— [ AGGRESSIVELY VIBRATES ] }