The beautiful medium

Hello, I'm Calaveras, the most beautiful Ayakashi sister.

[dark-water-berthier]

'' Look at your skin, sister! It looks awful, you've been so stressed. You know, I've got some new ingredients that are being smuggled tomorrow... you could really use some."

Berthier immediately held up her pocket mirror to see whether she looked awful, and Calaveras was absolutely wrong. She still looked flawless.

“It’s the shadow hitting me the wrong way. You’re so stupid, you really need glasses. Must be your age.”

[beautifulcalaveras]

Finally she was breaking through Berthier. She hated all the secrets and not being part of whatever was going on. And annoying Berthier seemed to work most of the time.

“ Odd how?” Calaveras asked. “ And why do YOU have to keep an eye on him? It’s ok, you don’t have to beg, I will help you.” She smiled. “ But you do need to do something about your skin. Ok, tell me ore about this odd thing.”

[dark-water-berthier]

“Stop insulting me.” Berthier hissed seriously. She hated how Calaveras always needed to get appearance into the conversations. Sometimes she wondered if her and her sister ever could have any degree of common interest. Berthier cared about her looks, of course she did -- but there were more important topics in her mind.

She made a mental note to ask for this skin care product, though.

“Have you noticed he’s been disappearing for hours at a time? I’ve seen him accompanied by someone. Well... not just someone. One of the Senshi. A tall one, with long green hair and dark skin. I can’t seem to remember her name.” She murmured.

“I don’t know. Rubeus and a senshi commiserating? I saw them swimming together at the lake.”

[beautifulcalaveras]

“ Alright, fine...” Calaveras raised her hands in the air ad a peace sign. She would stop bugging her sister abour her horrendous skin just because Berthier was finally giving her some attention.

Calaveras nodded taking a moment to remember those couple of moments she had seen Rubeus acting suspicious. “ He did seem to be lost in his own thoughts the other day.” But of course, Rubeus never really paid much attention to her. No one really did, Calaveras was probably to most ignored sister.

But him being involved in any way with a Senshi seemed a bit too much. “ That’s impossible, I cannot imagine such disgusting thing, Berthier. It would feel like treason. Perhaps Demando sent him? That can be the only explanation.” Calaveras almost gagged at the mere image of swimming with a Senshi.

A tall and dark haired skin? “ No way, the door Senshi? She’s very powerful. What is he up to?”

[holographic-space-vacuum]

Is this just a dream or is it reality?

[dark-water-berthier]

'' Look at your skin, sister! It looks awful, you've been so stressed. You know, I've got some new ingredients that are being smuggled tomorrow... you could really use some."

Berthier immediately held up her pocket mirror to see whether she looked awful, and Calaveras was absolutely wrong. She still looked flawless.

“It’s the shadow hitting me the wrong way. You’re so stupid, you really need glasses. Must be your age.”

[beautifulcalaveras]

Finally she was breaking through Berthier. She hated all the secrets and not being part of whatever was going on. And annoying Berthier seemed to work most of the time.

“ Odd how?” Calaveras asked. “ And why do YOU have to keep an eye on him? It’s ok, you don’t have to beg, I will help you.” She smiled. “ But you do need to do something about your skin. Ok, tell me ore about this odd thing.”

[dark-water-berthier]

'' Look at your skin, sister! It looks awful, you've been so stressed. You know, I've got some new ingredients that are being smuggled tomorrow... you could really use some."

Berthier immediately held up her pocket mirror to see whether she looked awful, and Calaveras was absolutely wrong. She still looked flawless.

“It’s the shadow hitting me the wrong way. You’re so stupid, you really need glasses. Must be your age.”

[beautifulcalaveras]

Calaveras rolled her eyes. “ Playing secret spy with Rubeus and sneaking to Crystal Tokyo has really damaged your skin and denying it won’t help it. Oh no...” She gasped in horror. “ Is that a wrinkle on your forehead? How embarassing. I was actually willing to lend you some of the glaciar water, citrics and lavender I’ll be receiving tomorrow but it’s a pity you don’t want it.” She shrugged and started walking away.

[dark-water-berthier]

 “Aaah, so you’re jealous, big sister?” Berthier asked, batting her long lashes in lazy curiosity.

“Don’t worry about it too much. Rubeus-sama does prefer the company of wiser and smarter people in his life, so it’s natural that he navigates to me, of course.”

[beautifulcalaveras]

“ Jealous of how stressed and over worked you are? Please, don’t be ridiculous.” Calaveras tried to laugh it off. Jealousy wasn’t the word she would use to describe her feeling. But she was very curious and couldn’t stand being left out.

“ He probably navigates towards you beause you follow after him like a dumb puppy. I have my own business and missions to work on, anyways. I can work and keep my skin flawless, and maybe you should do something about yours. It’s embarassing to be related to you.”

[dark-water-berthier]

'' Look at your skin, sister! It looks awful, you've been so stressed. You know, I've got some new ingredients that are being smuggled tomorrow... you could really use some."

Berthier immediately held up her pocket mirror to see whether she looked awful, and Calaveras was absolutely wrong. She still looked flawless.

“It’s the shadow hitting me the wrong way. You’re so stupid, you really need glasses. Must be your age.”

[beautifulcalaveras]

Calaveras rolled her eyes. “ Playing secret spy with Rubeus and sneaking to Crystal Tokyo has really damaged your skin and denying it won’t help it. Oh no...” She gasped in horror. “ Is that a wrinkle on your forehead? How embarassing. I was actually willing to lend you some of the glaciar water, citrics and lavender I’ll be receiving tomorrow but it’s a pity you don’t want it.” She shrugged and started walking away.

[becomingatruelady]

@beautifulcalaveras

There are things that Chibiusa has never gotten used to. The oil-powered cars so common in the twenty-first century. Using real buttons on a phone. Being able to walk down the street without being recognized.

Encountering a woman who had once been a part of the Black Moon.

She stares at Calaveras from across the small grocery shop, not so much paralyzed as momentarily stiff with surprise at the sight of her. Things have changed. The Ayakashi Sisters are different people now. They accepted Usagi's help and took on a new life and things are different now.

That doesn't change the way the old memories lurk, odd terrors in the night, the mixed bag of horror and fear and regret and warmth and growth that were the last year of her endless childhood. It doesn't change that she's avoided them, mostly on purpose, for all this time.

As she watches, the seam of Calaveras' bag breaks. Groceries spill everywhere.

No one stops to help.

...Chibiusa stops to help. She doesn't even know when she started walking over, could not begin to say.

"Here," she says, determined to be cheerful. In her hands are a pair of cans. "You missed some."

[beautifulcalaveras]

Calaveras tried to live a silent life, where nothing much happened ever. She would spend her days working on the makeup her sisters and herself sold, as well as offering her honest services as a medium to those whoe believed in her powers. It was hard since this almost ancient society barely believed in such things, but on an eventful day she would find someone interested in what she could do.

But most days where uneventful, where the wildest things that could happen was to hear her sisters fighting. Mostly she kept to herself, working backstage and barely getting in contact with customers. Being a medium living in such a busy and populated city was hard. Calaveras was very sensitive to people’s auras and she could feel their negative or anxious energy from afar and it was always too overwhelming.

Thats why it was usual for her to go to the grocery store but at least one a month she would have to drag herself there to get basic supplies.

And going to the grocery store was another overwhelming thing to do. These stores piled up their fresh fruits and vegetables, where everything was taken for granted. Her brown eyes still had trouble getting used to that sight, since growing up fresh produce was only something she could dream of. Calaveras had even witnessed a deadly fight over a rotten tomato as a kid.

She was picking up the best lemons, smelling and filling up her already full bag with them when she felt a strong energy. She immediately got goosebumps and an uncontrolable strange fear invaded her body. Even though time had passed, her sins had been forgiven and things had changed... the trauma the Moon Family had caused her family and her people could not be washed away.

Calaveras froze as her groceries fell and even though her vision got blurry, she recognized the cotton candy hair immediately. It took her a moment to recover herself as she had been taken off guard by the girl but quickly got on her knees to finish picking up her things.

“I-I got it.” She said faking a smile and picking up the rest of the things. “ Thank you...” Calaveras looked at the girl she had once sworn to kill. “ You have grown a lot.” She found herself saying such mundane words she even surprised herself. “ I didn’t know you were back.”

[kunsaito]

“Excuse me sir, would you allow me to read your fortune?”

Kunzite barely believed in such things by nature of his upbringing, and Saito even less so, but he had stopped in his tracks even before the young woman had approached.

She reeked of a strange energy, otherworldly to put it mildly, and instinctively his eyes thinned in suspicion. It was entirely possible that she had approached him because she sensed his power as a shitennou, for Saito couldn’t truly believe this person, or anyone, would seriously believe in something so ridiculous as fortune-telling.

He only had seconds to choose: he could refuse the woman, note the address and come back with more muscle in the hopes she would still be here when he returned with a few extra shitennou. On the other hand…

“Allow you? I insist.”

[beautifulcalaveras]

Calaveras was used to being rejected by people when she offered her honest services. This retrograde society assumed that was she did was nothing but a scam and not many truly believed in her abilities. 

But this man seemed excited about it so Calaveras welcomed him with a smile.“ Please, take a seat.” She said pointing at the chair in front of hers and rested her hands on the small table. A golden tablecloth covered the table, accompanied by some candles and a small teapot ready to be served. Her hands turned around and her palms faced up. “ Rest your hands on mine, please.” She said with a soft voice, trying not to scare him away.

First she woulld have to read his energy before she could really start her reading. 

[beautifulcalaveras]

[Butthead voice] "Hey, baby."

"Hey...A-are you drunk?”

[beautifulcalaveras]

Soothing night // Calaveras & Hoshimaru

Another night, and Calaveras headed down the street that seemed the quietest. The migraine was pulsing in her head that even the clacking of her shoes against the pavement was painful. She was so tired but the night was specially cold and the wind against her face was soothing. Her muscles were relaxed thanks to the several painkillers she took earlier and her body wanted to sleep, but Calaveras fought against that because she knew the moment she fell asleep those dreams would come back.

She had a long and thin cigarette between her fingers, that from time to time she would take to her lips and exhale the smoke. This street was so dark and quiet, she decided to sit at a building’s entrance. Calaveras leaned against he cold marble wall and rested her head against it as well. She embraced the calming sensation of the cold against her head, but that only lasted a couple of seconds.

[beautifulcalaveras]

Drabble

The woman had a love-hate relationship with  the night. For the longest time, she dreaded when that time of the day arrives. Sleeping had become impossible for her, every time she closed her eyes and tried to rest, she would have such vivid dreams and horrible dreams. A baby. Dark holes. Death. Were they premonitions? If they were, she didn’t care. She didn’t want to know those things, see those images in her head. Calaveras didn’t want to be involve with all of that, she just wanted to be able to live her life away from everything that was happening and to be able to rest. Not sleeping was seriously damaging her skin, it was hard to cover the dark circles around her beautiful eyes that she had been wearing ever more makeup than usual. But at night, the streets were less crowded and she found that talking a walking and feeling the cold wind against her skin was calming.

Her mood had gotten worse too, if Calaveras had been difficult to deal with, now it was almost impossible. She hated being around people and just wanted to lock herself alone in her apartment for days. They were loud and the streets were so nosy, and she was so tired of sensing their spiritual energy all the time. It was exhausting and draining, and she was losing control over her own ability. She was constantly overwhelmed by strangers aura’s and she didn’t know how to make it stop. All these caused her constant migraines and popping strong painkillers had become an habit. An useless habit since they didn’t work at all.

What was probably worst, were those powerful sources of dark energy coming from different people around the town. She had no idea what they were, but she could tell they didn’t belong there. Were they some new threatening Sailor Moon and her senshi? If they were, she didn’t want to know, she just wanted to stop sensing them everywhere she went.

[dark-water-berthier]

Berthier is a bitch. Please don’t drop threads with me just because she’s being awful to your character. That’s part of her personality, and I need her to be herself.

:)

[rubeusofbmc]

Please don’t drop threads if a muse is being a douche in general. Not every muse is going to be “haha~ BESTIES~“ or “OMFG TRU LUFF.” Then again, I wouldn’t blame it if the thread reply was 

And he blinked. Okay, what’s up with her. “WEELL, look at the time! I think I better go. Hope you fix…whatever it is,” he side stepped away from her path. Once far enough away, he muttered bitch under his breath. 

Even a reply like that could lead to something or nothing depending on how the douche responds (like Bugger would be all like “WATCHU CALL ME??!” if he’s mad enough). 

[dark-water-berthier]

Please. P L E A S E.

[dark-water-berthier]

“Boop!”

“What?”

[beautifulcalaveras]

‘‘What is that gross thing growing on your nose?  Is that pimple? Ew, have you been eating chocolate!?’‘

[roaringhearthsenshi-archive-blog]

“Are you lost?“

“Yeah, I was focused on following this really cute and friendly stray cat around and I guess I lost my way. Happens all the time, to be honest. I’ll find my way back!”

[beautifulcalaveras]

Calaveras was standing at the entrance of her building when she saw the odd girl with red hair. ‘‘ A stray cat?’‘ She asked conflicted, since she was curious about cats but the word ‘stray’ made her feel somewhat disgusted.

[princessofloveandbeauty]

“ Ashes, we all fall down. ”

“Ring around the rosey….” She began again, looking to her. “It’s a really odd nursery rhyme if you think about it…”

[beautifulcalaveras]

‘‘ Oh?’‘ Calaveras said turning around, noticing Minako was there. ‘‘ I don’t really know where it’s from, honestly. I must have read it somewhere and it stuck with me. I really like the ashes part, I don’t know the rest’‘

[green--esmeraude]

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Send “🐙” for a cute thread in which our muses are children fighting over a plush. 

There was a ridiculously ugly yellow stuffed animal that Esmeraude noticed several months after its arrival.  It’s orange webbed-feet were faded with dirt, and the thing probably could benefit from a wash, but she had never seen anything like it.  One of the adults called it “A-Duck” causing Esme to believe that was its name.  

The next day, she noticed Calaveras playing with the toy.  Quickly, she snatched it away from the other before hugging it tightly.  “This is mine,” she stuck out her tongue and stamped her foot.  “Don’t ever touch A-Duck again.”

[beautifulcalaveras]

Calavera frowned her face as it got red, trying really hard not to cry But it was so hard since Esmeraude kept saying really mean things to her. Esmeraude was so mean! ‘’ Olivia is a very pretty name and I’m not a stupid little-’‘ The sudden sniffing interrupted the little brunette girl but she shook her head, holding back the tears.

‘‘ Of course it’s a duck, you stupid!’‘ She stretched her hands and psuhed Esmeraude to the floor,but was still unable to grab the toy back. ‘‘ My dad showed me a picture of what ducks looked like.’‘ Calaveras said bragging. ‘‘ Give her back!!’‘

[green--esmeraude]

Esmeraude smirked.  This kid was so pathetic.  Calaveras didn’t deserve to play with A-Duck.  The greenette could see the tears forming in the other’s eyes.  She wouldn’t be satisfied until Calaveras cried.  That’s right, A-Du-  Aah!” she fell flat on her butt on the ground.  She blinked in shock as she processed what happened.

Did Calaveras just…  Her smirk formed into a frown as her eyes hardened with fury.  Her face grew red before she tossed the duck to the side far away from both.  For a second, she glared at Calaveras before lunging for her neck.  She missed and grabbed hair instead.  “You stupid, dumb, ugly kid!  You think you can push me?  I’ll show you!”

[beautifulcalaveras]

Calaveras gasped when Olivia was tossed far away and fell hard on the floor, and had little time to react to Esmeraude’s attack. She stepped back trying to dodge the older girl but Esmeraude grabbed her by the hair and pulled so hard. Not only that, but she was calling her names that really upset Calaveras. It was different when her sisters called her ugly or stupid, but not this mean and horrible girl.

She started kicking and throwing fists everywhere not reallty sure of she was punching her or not. Calaveras tried to twist around and free herself but this only made Esmeraude pull harder from her hair. ‘‘ Let me go you, you crazy psycho!!’‘ She yelled as tears finally streamed from her brown eyes.

She didn’t care who Esmeraude thought she was, why did she think she was allowed to be this mean and horrible to her? Calaveras finally grabbed some of Esmeraude’s green hair and pulled while she kept yelling and crying.

[green--esmeraude]

🐙

Send “🐙” for a cute thread in which our muses are children fighting over a plush. 

There was a ridiculously ugly yellow stuffed animal that Esmeraude noticed several months after its arrival.  It’s orange webbed-feet were faded with dirt, and the thing probably could benefit from a wash, but she had never seen anything like it.  One of the adults called it “A-Duck” causing Esme to believe that was its name.  

The next day, she noticed Calaveras playing with the toy.  Quickly, she snatched it away from the other before hugging it tightly.  “This is mine,” she stuck out her tongue and stamped her foot.  “Don’t ever touch A-Duck again.”

[beautifulcalaveras]

Her sisters kept saying that the thing was horrible and nasty, and that toys were for stupid kids. So Calaveras had fought the urge to play with at first since she didn’t want her sisters to think she was a stupid kid. But the toy was her favorite color and it looked so lonely.

One day, after being ditched by her oldest sister Petz, she found the plush again and sat next to it. Calaveras talked to it, made it dance and even gave it a name.

That was until Esmeraude took it away from her and claimed it as her own. ‘‘ That’s not her name! Her name is Olivia and she’s my friend, give it back!’‘ She yelled standing up and confronting the other girl. Calaveras could feel her eyes swelling up with tears, but she was not going to let herself cry in front Esmeraude.

[green--esmeraude]

Really, Esme had taken the toy away from Calaveras out of spite.  She was more curious about A-Duck since she had no idea what animal this toy was based on.  The girl scoffed.  “Olivia?  Ew, what a disgusting name.  Of course, a stupid little kid like you would give it a name like that.  No, this is A-Duck.  And she belongs to me.  I don’t ever want to see your nasty fingers touch her again,” she glared.

[beautifulcalaveras]

Calavera frowned her face as it got red, trying really hard not to cry But it was so hard since Esmeraude kept saying really mean things to her. Esmeraude was so mean! ‘’ Olivia is a very pretty name and I’m not a stupid little-’‘ The sudden sniffing interrupted the little brunette girl but she shook her head, holding back the tears.

‘‘ Of course it’s a duck, you stupid!’‘ She stretched her hands and psuhed Esmeraude to the floor,but was still unable to grab the toy back. ‘‘ My dad showed me a picture of what ducks looked like.’‘ Calaveras said bragging. ‘‘ Give her back!!’‘

[green--esmeraude]

🐙

Send “🐙” for a cute thread in which our muses are children fighting over a plush. 

There was a ridiculously ugly yellow stuffed animal that Esmeraude noticed several months after its arrival.  It’s orange webbed-feet were faded with dirt, and the thing probably could benefit from a wash, but she had never seen anything like it.  One of the adults called it “A-Duck” causing Esme to believe that was its name.  

The next day, she noticed Calaveras playing with the toy.  Quickly, she snatched it away from the other before hugging it tightly.  “This is mine,” she stuck out her tongue and stamped her foot.  “Don’t ever touch A-Duck again.”

[beautifulcalaveras]

Her sisters kept saying that the thing was horrible and nasty, and that toys were for stupid kids. So Calaveras had fought the urge to play with at first since she didn’t want her sisters to think she was a stupid kid. But the toy was her favorite color and it looked so lonely.

One day, after being ditched by her oldest sister Petz, she found the plush again and sat next to it. Calaveras talked to it, made it dance and even gave it a name.

That was until Esmeraude took it away from her and claimed it as her own. ‘‘ That’s not her name! Her name is Olivia and she’s my friend, give it back!’‘ She yelled standing up and confronting the other girl. Calaveras could feel her eyes swelling up with tears, but she was not going to let herself cry in front Esmeraude.