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Independent & Selective Mahiru Hiragi adored by Rin

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>> I’ve cleaned my drafts (not like there were many) as I’ve forgotten what was going on and felt out of touch (tsk tsk my fish brain). Anyway I’m trying to make a come back. Right now its Mahiru most active out of my present muses. So hmu and give this post a boost if anyone’s willing to interact óvò 

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“ I never denied that you abandonned me.” Tone dry and as sharp as a knife. 

She would not believe such demon, nor listen to her nonsense, it had been something Mahiru told her to never do before the Apocalypse. It had been something she had to do, to survive and get on living without suffering. 

Her fingers reached to swat her elder sister’s hand away. But it stopped, how hard could it be, to deny love to one of their dearest being, if only it was nothing but a ghost of a memory. Her sister was long dead and so would be her family, if she did not hurry. 

“And what makes you think i can’t handle that? What rights do you have to judge of my capabilities when you turned your back on me?” Could this demon even prove something was actually going on behind closed door.

― ⟫  Her gaze is steady and voice calm as ever, but for a moment her face was too close to wavering. Mahiru took control of herself fast enough to switch into a small smile. Only if you knew she wanted to say. But not her part to cover up the details.

❝No choices were present.❞

At least, her conscience was fine with having tried to keep Shinoa safe. And to a degree, succeeded.

This time she lets it be and waits for her hand to be harshly removed. Anticipated act was not coming but she removes herself instead. ❝Think of it as a foreseeing then Shinoa.❞ Mahiru was thinking of herself and her last moments, world’s last moments. Trying to build a bridge in between today and then. Red eyes shifted from Shinoa’s to look at the floor in thought. 

Stage was set. And they’ve come this far, now was the time for the play to unfold.

❝I won’t be able to stop you afterall.❞   It runs in the family, probably. When they set their mind in something it... is hard to sway them away.

❝You’ve no idea Shinoa.❞  Mahiru hums, aware that whatever Shinoa was going to do was going to happen  ❝I’ve been on the same path. But go ahead, follow your puppy love.❞ in the end, she’d done her warning as a sister. Rest was no longer important.

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Hesitation freezing the Hiiragi on the spot, Shinoa wanted to run to her family, beyond that closed off door. She wanted to help tem, save them for whatever was threatening them. But she also wanted to stay here with that mistery of a sister of hers. 

Mahiru had alwxays been the only support Shinoa ever had back before the Apocalypse, back when her family had discarded her as nothing but a hindrance. Mahiru had stayed, protecting her from her demons be them of her imagination or real.

She flinch at the contact, lost between rejecting her or accepting Mahiru. Amber eyes locking on the being behind her as Shinoa finally addressed her sister, why was she forcing her away from her family? What truth could be more cruel than being left being by the ones she loved, just like Mahiru did? 

Gaze turning cold as Shinoa faced Mahiru, or what acted like the elder sister she used to know. 

“ Too late?” Shinoa repeated coldely, heart beating loudly in her chest, was Mahiru really protecting her or deceiving her? 

“ Indeed it is far too late for your fake loving act, Lady Mahiru.” 

― ⟫  ❝Stop denying what you know.❞

Anything, everything that could be. That was not an invitation for Shinoa to give in and do the mistake of opening a guarded heart. Not yet, not when she is at the age of thriving wild like the teen she is. The curse of the monster would destroy her.

To go beyond the door, would destroy her too. It was a cycle, she could name it as. For nearly a decade things haven’t changed. Her hands remain cold against Shinoa’s and Mahiru takes in the similarities between her own and Shinoa’s appearance.

Now was not the time to have nostalgia over this and how grown up Shinoa had become.

❝Let Guren and rest handle that because they can, you can doubt my act but don’t doubt what I am certain of.❞ her hand doesn’t move, intent on keeping them in between the four walls.

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― ⟫  Looking at her prodigy, Mahiru’s gaze hardened for a moment. Feeling of wanting to preserve your precious treasure called family, its blossoms had long withered yet she knew there was something faint there back. One dormant part of her able to relate.

One dormant part of her that is only present in Shinoa’s presence.

Mahiru hadn’t reached out and kept Shinoa with herself, once upon a time she’d let her be away from everyone. On her own, alienated from the Hiragi. To be so shouldn’t be that bad but the way enslaved fate works (tied to strings of a great being) everything would’ve ended bad.

At this point she doesn’t know. She’d lost a battle once. She’d lost her humanity once before, her lover and many potential friends, ultimately a potential family. To possess Shinoa now, was a newfound ultimate desire sparking within her corrupt being.

Mahiru’s hand closes over Shinoa’s in order to prevent the her from opening the handle.

 ❝Time of play pretend had long since passed.❞ Her gaze moves down, opening her lips to inhale before finishing her sentence   ❝You don’t want to know what is beyond the door, Shinoa. I’m afraid...its too late.❞

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Love

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God said let there be light, and there was light

                                Selective / independent, crossover / Au-friendly.                                                 multishipping / Adored by Rin            REBLOG & LIKE if you’re interested with Mahiru Hiragi, the heiress born from a               demon possessed woman, whom fought her own battle against her demons                                        in the end lost to her intense love desires 

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― ⟫  I was just thinking how lonely mahiru actually had always been like, i wonder if she ever desired other’s company too? like in another lifetime could she have had friends and been a part of the squad? she’s just a lonely teenager who wanted to be a normal human, protect her sis && be with love of her life and that’d be enough for her

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― ⟫  Nobody can judge her idea of fun now that she’s back

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The perfectionist who reduced herself to a demon to get what she wants.

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queensconquest‌:

   “I hate to disappoint, but I’m not angry. Irritated, but not angry. If I was angry…” He gave a sinister laugh. “Everybody would know.”  Byakkomaru stared at her as if she was some nuisance he was debating swatting into a wall like a cat to a kitten. “If it is necessary I will, or if it is asked of me.”

   She was a bird he’d like to rip every feather off of and throw into a frigid lake to watch it suffer an agonizingly slow death. “No one believes anything you say, Mahiru.” A blunt statement, his head tilted ever so slightly. “You lack the ability to comprehend due to your very nature, no other reason.” He turned his head away, looking outwards in thought. He could reenact some of those ancient methods of death and torture on her maybe. That’s be quite satisfying.

   “I don’t care if you do or don’t.” Truth. Despite his kind and caring mask most saw, Byakkomaru was perhaps one of the most heartless other than to those close to his master. “No.” He turned back towards Mahiru and flashed a fanged grin. “Maybe when you lay dead beneath my claws once and for all I’ll humor you and purr.” 

Eyes narrow at ones that reflect same hue as hers, darken if not. Byakkomaru, when it comes to his master, truly lives up to his name as a guardian does he not? Aggressive tones the protective attitude had, though, could have been a kill-joy.  ❝What a kind and noble trait then.❞ there is faint urge to scoff at that. 

Her very nature, Mahiru echoes exact words black demon forms within her own mind and stares at him. His taunts not affecting ‘demoness’    ― not with the importance she had. Everything she knew about the experiments and projects, what was once controlling her. She supposes Byakkomaru knew that well from Shinya’s memories. Even if not fully, he should know enough.

Giving him a short-lived, quiet clap or two, her head tilts to the side. Or maybe, she was playing it dangerous.

❝All bark no bite Byakko-chan~ where is the fun in that, huh?❞

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UPDATE

;; I said I’d write a heads up about my absence. If that even is a sentence which makes sense.

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shinkisavior:

           It’s hard to define just someone’s level of humanity. She’s a god of combat and justice, but that does not give her the authority to draw lines where waters are murky. Perhaps, she isn’t quite a demon — but she’s certainly no longer human. ❛ It may not be too late for you, Mahiru. ❜ There’s a sense of thoughtful optimism behind the words. If she’s only possessed, maybe there’s a chance her humanity could free itself from the shackles of demonic desires. Bishamonten cannot recall the last time she came across a namanari, but instinct tells her not to risk harming someone of the near shore. ❛ Your ties to the far are strong enough, so you can see me. ❜ That itself is a concern. ❛ But I can offer to sever those ties for you and release you from this torment. All you have to do is wish it. ❜

 ― ⟫ Feeling the urge, girl sneers daringly. Defying to a god, could it be a blasphemy? Mahiru doubts, some of these entities were already core to corrupt experiments and sorcery Hiragi were involved in, weren’t they? But it is not that what she sneered at, only fueling stupid courage with that. Truth was how silly Bishamon sounded to girl’s ears.  ❝Torment?❞ correcting the other was in order  ❝I’m in no torment. I don’t have such a wish, do you know what is a torment?.❞ yet what is that, a part of her mind screaming for help. That was the torment maybe, the more she was thinking it worsened only. Mahiru inside her body’s shell was probably weak at heart && unstable already. Having endured all she had for all these years, shouldering them alone. As much as she wanted peace like her thoughts implied, rescuing herself required this. 

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roscruin:

♡ . ——  always the little mystery wasn’t she? those large brown — with hints of red (?) —- eyes, so glass-like like a doll’s. it was unnerving yet so mysterious … though from sheer personal experience alone, he knew better than to meddle with those who has thoughts and minds that he cannot comprehend with his little understanding of the world. like always, the pathetic mutt he is, he shall watch the destruction unfold from afar.  but meddling with the drama once in awhile won’t do much harm~ with his bemused smile he swept his bangs to the side. ❛ sick? not the first time i’ve heard that, cousin~ ❜ 

❛ i’ve already been messed up in the head already. adapting to such a lifestyle was no problem for a messed up child like me ❜ perhaps he sounded much too pitiful for his own taste, fortunately his words were laced with amusement. it will most likely be brushed off as a joke. ❛ we’re raised differently, have different mindsets. but overall, i won’t hold it again you for seeing me in such a way, after all, we have little in common ❜ he waved his hand in the air before leaning back. mahogany eyes never seem to have left her, always so cautious of the other. 

she was a monster, a hiiragi prodigy, a girl in love, a girl with desires. all combined together … how terrifying it would be if she lacked the morals she had, if she lacked that little bit of humanity she still clung onto.  ❛ but we have something in common don’t we? ❜ he tilts his head to the side, a knowing smile on his face as he leans his head on his gloved hand.  ❛ it’s slowly eating you away — every day, bit by bit ❜ he didn’t seem to elaborate what that ‘it’ was. a knowing spark flicker through his eyes. 

― ⟫  ❝Then that makes me happy to hear you are familiar with the word.❞ Heiress wonders how genuine these expressions Eri is wearing. Probably not at all, professional at pulling the invisible strings attached on his features and controlling them like a perfect puppeteer. Mahiru too, afterall is one.

Obvious distaste washes over her irises and Mahiru scowls internally at mini story other talks about to her, uh no  ❝......❞ she indeed brushed it off, keeping her thoughts to herself. He is just using this as a pathetic excuse to paint an empty space. 

Yet the words he play with make her partly feel pathetic, mostly irritated. He needn’t stick his nose into things that are none of his concern. What a headache  ❝I haven’t any idea what you’re talking about.❞

  Then a twisted smile contradicts the soft, warmth her voice has, not matching with the coldness in her eyes that look frozen meaninglessly ❝Still if you think that there is such a thing, be it in common or not, if I were you I’d watch my back.❞ 

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|| ♡.ERI.   ❛ haha~ do you think it’s only me that thinks so? ❜ he counters with a casual and laid back smile. leaning against his seat, the stacks of papers behind him as he swiveled around to see his cousin, now step sister. ❛ can you blame me? you’re against kureto-niisan … i hold no personal grudges to you though ❜ he said with gloved hands held up in the air, the feline like smile never fading.

❛ life is all about your perception of it and how you perceive the people around you && from my perspective you are merely an enemy against kureto, an obstacle in his way towards reaching his goal. ———- considering where my loyalties lie. i cannot help but view you in a rather bad light. especially with the sudden arising drama within the hiiragi household. ❜

he stopped for a moment before shrugging, ❛ well, more drama than usual that is. ❜

― ⟫  Mahiru cocks her head to side, narrowing ashen lashes, dropping shadow over pale cheeks like some porcelain doll. Competition within the Hiragi children was nothing new of course, thus the ones that pick their side was no different. Like a chess board probably. Not that Mahiru really was eager. She just wanted to live her life. But for that she needs to stronger, surpass her siblings in order.

Having role of a villain bestowed upon her was nothing new. Only befitting actually. Quite befitting. Like what an iceberg hides under the deep water, and Eri only can only see it’s surface. 

  ❝Your perception.❞ she repeats after the male and nods.   ❝Even though it has its faults my dear cousin, I have no right to scold your personal opinions about me.❞  No no, she is not against Kureto. She is against every single thing Hiragi had done and keeps doing. Including her own forced lifestyle.   ❝I can, although, say the feeling is mutual. As I’ve seen you are quick to adapt the Hiragi life like one of our own real flesh. That is quite....you know...Sick.❞

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