Aren't We All Monsters Inside?

An independant, slightly AU roleplay blog for Elfen Lied's Lucy/Nyuu/Kaede.

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Okie dokie, I’m officially a mutuals only blog from this point onward. I wanted to stay open, but I just can’t. I’d be spreading myself way too thin when my time is already super limited. 

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somnium-delicata replied to your post: Hi, So, um. Sorry I haven’t been very active here...

You got engaged???!!! Congrats!!!!!

Thank you!!!!!!!!

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anhedonialunatic replied to your post: Hi, So, um. Sorry I haven’t been very active here...

Congrats friendo!

Thank you my good dude!!!

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xspiderenthusiastx replied to your post: Hi, So, um. Sorry I haven’t been very active here...

[Congratulations on your engagement! ^^ Dont stress yourself too much. Real life is more important. Take care!]

Thank you!!!

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Hi,

So, um. Sorry I haven’t been very active here lately. Life is getting a little hectic. I got engaged (yay!), and it turns out A LOT goes into wedding planning. A good chunk of my time and energy has been going to that. And with the holidays coming up... things are gonna be a little spotty here. I don’t want to stop writing or anything like that at all, but I might change up my approach to it a little. Strongly considering being a mutuals only blog going forward. I really do want to rp with just about everyone, but I don’t have that kind of time or energy anymore. So yeah. Still trying to figure out what I’ll do here going forward.

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WHEN I FOLLOW YOU, I WANT TO INTERACT. I don’t follow for follow, I follow you because I’m interested in your character and want to write with you. sometimes, even when you follow me, I’m too shy to approach, or I’m just not really sure HOW. please; if I’m following you, shoot me a message. go ahead and RANDOMLY JUMP IN MY INBOX. Something – just know that if I follow you, I WANT to interact with you!!

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anhedonialunatic‌:

The upcoming thunder grew ever more closer, rain pouring on to the surrounding area around them. Now, heavy droplets were coursing down through the window, but not without lightning that shot up through the night sky above them. The thunder was enough to wake him up, a fatigued yawn escaping through his features before turning to her with a weak smile from sleepiness.

“They’re ready? Oh, sorry. I fell asleep didn’t i?” It was a surprise to himself, already telling her he’ll be napping, but apparently fell into a deep slumber. He never realized how exhausted he is up until now. “Naoyuki, are you hungry as well? I do have some cat food stored up inside my bag. Of course i wouldn’t forget about your hunger.”

He made sure to unzip the spare plates within the bag, serving Lucy up dinner first before finishing up with a plateful of his. What’s the plan for tomorrow he thought to himself, an uncertain destiny waiting upon them with no sense of direction. He wished to go back someday to his cabin, but time will tell up until he’s comfortable to do so. Once again, they might still be there, the authorities searching around that area for her whereabouts.

“I’m sure you’re thinking when we’re going back? Not anytime soon. No one was left alive so none will know i live there. Most don’t know anyways.” He reassured the woman before using his pocket knife to open the cat food to pour into a disposable plate. “Give it time and maybe, maybe we’ll finally live in my home again.” 

He looks a little better. Not by much, given it was only a short nap rather than a full nights sleep, but it’s something.

Her stomach gurgles. Hunger pains hitting her harder than she let on. She’s so used to being guarded. Always putting on the air of one unphased by life’s trials. It’s a facade. Her body just as vulnerable to the elements as any other. “Thank you.” Hands clutch the plate tight. Wasting no time, she devours her portion. Her hunger not totally quelled, but satisfied enough.

“Go back without me.” It goes unsaid, but the thought passes through her mind daily. They aren’t after him. Only her. He can have his life back—live it without her poison. “I’m sorry you couldn’t sleep longer.” She says instead.

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Elfen Lied

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miracle-doll‌:

“Doctow Black Jack is Pinoko’sh hushband, shilly!  He made be bwooding and mystherious on the outshide, but he’s got a kind heart!” Pinoko gushed, pressing her little hands together and giggling again. “We never find the time fow a pwoper ceremony, but Pinoko doeshn’t mind! As long as I’m wif Doc, then I’m happy as a June bwide~!”  Ah, when was Lucy going to be done? Pinoko was dying to see how mature she looked with makeup on!

“Awe you done, Lucy? Can Pinoko open her eyesh now?”

“A-ah…”

She isn’t done. Not yet. With a blank canvas there’s a shot at salvaging this makeover. But she needed time—say something. Anything. Her throat goes dry. Mind grappling for topics. The eyeshadow brush hangers in her hand. Say something.

“A June bride..?” She stumbles. It’s a turn of phrase, she imagines. One she’s not familiar with. Still, it’s something. “Planning on a summer wedding..?” It’s painfully awkward, the sound of her own voice. Her normally heavy tone weighed down by years of agony pitching upwards. An unsteady soprano. The eyeshadow brush again sweeps across Pinoko’s lid. Carefully working it across the lash line. There’s still a little bit of mascara left. Maybe, with patience, it can be worked into something resembling blended eyeliner.

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I love battle couples ok.

Fighting side by side. Trusting each other completely. Trying to protect each other. Casual banter in the middle of a fight. Their teamwork. Sparring each other to keep their skills sharp. Getting uncontrollably angry if the other gets hurt. Kissing each other when they’re victorious.

I seriously have a thing for battle couples.

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anhedonialunatic‌:

Early evening’s rest is well deserved, an abundance of fatigue wearing him down from sleeping at approximately midnight every single day. What’s more noticeable is how easily he knocked himself out. Compared to the other nights, it only took seconds to fall into a deep sleep, a peaceful one to save as much energy as he can.

A few light brushes against his smooth hair won’t be enough to wake him up. Then again, he is a deep sleeper, his mind completely shut off from the reality that keeps zapping his sanity away.

Shin is, surprisingly, a heavy sleeper. It’s something she’s grateful for in the moment. She’d hate to wake him so soon. Her hand withdrawing, Lucy turns her attention to the can. Between the two of them, it’s hardly enough food. Her lips purse. She’s learned how to live with little, well aware of how long she can personally go without food until her body starts to give out. Water is a more pressing issue. As long as they have water, they can survive. They had enough bottles to last a few days, but after that?

And there’s little Naoyuki to worry about. The little black cat strolls over to the sleeping man, rolling into his chest, claiming the spot as his. A soft chuckle passes through her lips. The respite from her worry brief. There's so much more to think about than before. So much more to lose.

She nearly forgets the can of beans, but a loud gurgle catches her attention. The sound of the contents boiling. Ah, so it’s done, then. She doesn’t touch the hot can with her bare hands. Instead, it’s one of her vector arms that pluck it from the fire. Her powers have other uses than killing. She sets it down nearby. Again, she turns her attention towards the sleeping man. Frowning. She didn’t want to wake him so soon. Maybe she could’ve put off cooking a little longer to let him sleep… but, he needs to eat, too. Her hand rests gently on his shoulder, giving it a soft squeeze. “Shin.” She softly calls.

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diotheworldus‌:

Dio looked down, unable to meet her gaze as he spoke his answer “Yes…they did, more than i ever deserved…i was blinded by anger and hate to notice it, and by the time i did….it was too late to ever go back, the path i had chosen was a one way road with no end in sight…pitiful isnt it? To have had what im craving right now so long ago, and to have thrown it away so easily…i may look down on them but im just as sentimental as these humans.” He turned his gaze back up at her, an indescribably look in his eyes, equal amounts guilt and…conviction for a better future. “What can be done when you have done things without forgiveness? How do you go on living Lucy? How does one not decide to end it all forever….?”

Something twists and writhes in her stomach. It’s bitter and gnawing. Leaving a sour taste in her mouth. The corner of her lip tugging downwards. Brow knit, and eyes. He had the very thing she wished so desperately for—a loving family. Only to throw it all away, and for what? Power? Wealth? What could possibly be better? “...” Cold, red eyes peer through long pink fringe. Her stare piercing. “How..?” It’s barely audible. Her voice so low, her head dipping. The feeling setting into her skin is terribly familiar. Envy. Envy directed towards the man before her. A man who had a chance for a normal, happy life. A man who foolishly cast it all away for an empty existence. Stupid.

She sees the guilt in his eyes. The shame. The question only rising silence. What can one do? She’s quiet. Thinking. What has she done since leaving the only place she called home? She apologized to Kouta. Finally completing the one goal she set for herself. But she can’t undo her mistake, words can’t bring back the dead. What can one do? “Nothing.” She answers slowly. Her voice heavy. “There’s nothing.” And with that, she walks, moving passed him. With no set destination in mind, she carries on down the hall. Her gait slow, mind elsewhere.

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thecalamitywitchalessandra‌:

Lips pressed into a thin line then pucked as if tasting something sour before an overall look of disgust spread on her face, processing what the other said, a shiver going down her spine. It was bad enough he was insistent on the Apostle dressing in his style of clothing. “Ignore it, simply ignore it” she grumbles her fingers moving up to pinch the bridge of her nose. If only she could punch that god in those moments, no she would much rather cut out his tongue. A more fitting punishment. If only it would stay cut off. Him having a body that wasn’t hers would mean she could do what she wanted with him.

“It’s a bit insulting to have him be compared to me,” she whispers under her breath, her gaze staying forward. “Mm, mm” she nods her head “It’s something like that. He can see and experience things through my body. It has its advantages and disadvantages.” She let out a soft breath. Her magic was returning to her, so the body would eventually be more shared in those instances, now it was tiring, mentally, for her. “His personality is annoying…” Alessandra sighs.

Oh, so it was different from her own situation. “I see.”

Lucy turned her gaze straight ahead. Nyuu was, despite her immature demeanor, apart of her. Both she and her were two sides of the same coin. Light and dark. Sharing a body with neither truly free to live her own life. Alessandra’s god sounded more like an invader. A nuisance. One she was personally grateful she didn’t have to deal with.

With each step, the warehouse faded behind them. The streets growing more populated. Eventually, the pair found themselves on the ‘right’ side of the tracks. “I blocked the door behind us.” She murmurs, keeping her voice low enough for only Alessandra to her. “I don’t know how long it’ll take their ‘friends’ to find them, but it’ll buy time.” Ah, it was such a weird thing to be concerned about—hiding bodies, wondering how long till their found. She never really cared about it before. Little Kaede, killing whoever she wanted, never once thinking the humans surrounding her would ever get the upper hand. She knew better now.

“So, curry then?”

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anhedonialunatic‌:

Strains of muscles whenever he turns, his back aching from how much time had passed through the hours of walking. The authorities wouldn’t have the dedication to search this far, it’s not going to happen from his assumption. How much will they suffer through the unforgiving strolls of finding shelter, running away from the possibility of civilians knowing his name. His life will be in shambles if that’s true, no sense of freedom, nor greeting his acquaintances back at town.

Maybe it is over, having a normal life right now.

There was no protest from him whatsoever. In silence, he laid in his sleeping bag to forget this day. He wishes to, considering his mind is playing tricks on him to fall into this slump.

He doesn’t protest—she’s grateful for that much.

The small fire before her burns low. Barely a flame. Her hand grasps a nearby stick, jabbing at the embers with the end, pulling back before it catches fire. She breathes in deep, letting out a long sigh. This isn’t a life she wanted to live again. Nor did she want to drag someone else with her.

Lucy’s gaze shifts to the sleeping man. Tucked tight in his bag, looking peaceful for the first time in a long while. This is wearing on him. Each day he looks more drained. Exhausted. Does he know it’s showing? Probably not. Lucy sets the stick down. The beans are cooking, slowly but surely. Instead, her hand reaches for him. The tips of her fingers grace his forehead. Her light touch brushing away a few pieces of dark hair.

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☁☾☄ (From stained-carmine)

☁- I’m worried you only RP with a certain group of people. 

☾ - I don’t know how to approach you

☄ - I’m super anxious about EVERYTHING

No worries, I’ll write with just about anyone! I’m super chill about it. I’ve been meaning to make a new starter call, but my life has been in a bit of an upheaval. It’s not bad things that are happening. It’s a really good life change, but there’s a lot of planning and thinking ahead that I have to do.

If you’re not sure how to approach me, go ahead and shoot me a message! You can send me a starter meme, or anything else. Or we can plot something in messenger! I‘m always down for plots. I might take a little while to answer, again my life is a little nutty, but I will get back to you.

OH MAN BIG SAME. I GET SO NERVOUS. I HAVE SO MANY MUTUALS THAT I JUST STARE AT DISTANCE.  It’s super scary to reach out to people. And I’m worried people won’t like my writing style or what I want to write (mostly horror and angst). I wish I had a better answer for this. But all I can say is same bruh. Big, big mood.