♔

[tragimouto-blog]

“What? No, you’re fine.”

Ange herself was just passing through, since she wasn’t the type for danicng, either. She was simply moving from one spot to another, since she couldn’t fly or teleport anymore.

Ange couldn’t help but notice that the other person seemed a little nervous, though. Maybe because of the atmosphere - more friendly and inviting than most of the inhabitants were used to - or maybe because of the encounter. Either way, she figured she ought to make things better.

“Um… are you… having a nice time?”

[daintydemonqueen]

         Oichi notes the tone of the girls voice. Shes sweet towards her and it was as she had intended, a voice of sound invitation of kindness. Her intent had reached the nervous woman, so as she fidgeted slightly. Eyes looking about scanning the horizon as if she were looking for someone. Oichi opens up towards the other, looking over to her uncertain if saying she was displeased with the dance was an okay thing to state.

❝             …. No... It is... A bit tiring....                   Don’t you... Think so?                                 ❞

@tragimouto

[sukijanai-blog]

“Good evening. Taking a break?” A lull in the dancing had taken Natsuki further and further from the dance floor and closer to what would have been the Wall of Standing– although, funnily enough, there didn’t seem to be such an official spot. Perhaps it was because balls were more formal than school dances and its attendees more mature– either way, she wasn’t opposed to its lacking presence. She smiled at her greeter, her eyes shutting for a moment of serenity– before one cracked open to cast another admiring glance at her formal dress. “You look so nice! And I love what you’ve done to your hair. I had such late notice that I couldn’t think of anything very creative… Are you enjoying yourself?” Natsuki had wanted company while she rested– how lucky!

[daintydemonqueen]

         A slight tint of red would tickle at her face. Finger tips precariously jostling against her chin as she is mildly nervous and uncertain of how to take such a compliment. It came from the girls lips so naturally, that it threw the woman off entirely. She’d come to stare at the other in turn, rather flatly with no means to engage her--rather that she wasn’t entirely sure how to. Compliments were not things she were gifted--not unless they were from... She pauses for a moment, her heart finding a tear of sadness. Oichi does not let it consume her--that is to say the woman is already consumed in a constant state of unhappiness that is widely apparent.         Instead she simply shakes her head in disbelief towards the other, letting the compliment dissolve into the very air it was breathed into. 

❝             …. A-ah... I .. Met some people who had fun with... My hair...                Ever since I seemed to.. Enjoy  playing with it like this as well...                                 ❞          A pause as she contemplates whether or not the question made to her could be answered. Recently she had watched people around her become hurt and it still affected her in truth. ❝             …. I... Am happy.... It is ...   Peaceful    now.....                               A re you enjoying it... ?                                ❞

@sukijanai

[alicesoneandonly-deactivated202]

Peter examined the woman before him, brow furrowed as he thought. Something about her seemed familiar, but he couldn’t recall ever meeting her here before. She was certainly not from his world, for he would know nearly every role holder and faceless associated with Wonderland.

Therefore, he could only conclude that he ran into her in passing, but couldn’t fully remember how or when.

“…I am not certain.”

[daintydemonqueen]

❝             …. Ichi... See’s.....                        ❞         Oichi continues to stare for some time. The figure before her having not entirely ushered a sense of discomfort from her. There was no precise reason for her to fumble away from him either, and so she sat there eyes veered toward he. Scuffling about his figure, wondering why she felt he was mildly familiar. In the end of her short moment, it did not matter. Collecting herself momentarily to let out a soft statement. ❝             …. Are you... Enjoying yourself?                      ❞

@alicesoneandonly

[daintydemonqueen]

ᶜ ᵃ midsummer ℬ 𝓪 𝓵 𝓵   ✴

   Starter ad for Oichi for the summer ball. She recently lost a friend but because they wanted her to live. She is trying really hard to live for them. Even though between everything that has gone on in her life. It makes it hard for her to enjoy anything really leisurely. Also she doesn’t realize citta brings dead people back to life. So to her she honestly thinks hes dead.      She’ll be quiet for the most part. Threads will be simple for the most part. Cap is at 3, people who have interacted with her are excluded from the cap count. Outfit can be found here. (2/3 1 slot still open as of 8/3! )

[daintydemonqueen]

❝             …. Have we... Met.....      Before? .....                           ❞          Oichi had been staring for some time at the other person before her. She felt a familiar haze of remembrance over come her, his aura of existence reflecting well upon her memory. Yet if she recalled correctly, it had been a rabbit she’d been well acquitted to. Not a--well human being of sorts. Her eyes could be found lazily looking up and down he, though she’d not mean’t rude by it. It was hard to stop herself from attempting to make sense of her memories.

@alicesoneandonly

[daintydemonqueen]

          Oichi didn’t realize the placement of her own body as she stood in the middle of where the dancing was to be held. It had been a pause of movement, music changing. Her mindless walking until she’d found herself a bit lost in the heat of the moment. Eyes would dart around before falling onto the eyes of another. The Demon Queen hadn’t known if the other was to dance or perhaps crossing the dance floor before they danced once more, regardless. Oichi bowed to her incidentally. Apologizing for her own standing in the way.

❝             …. Am... I in your way.... ?                                  I am sorry...                                 ❞ 

@tragimouto

[daintydemonqueen]

          She reared herself, all day to speak words with another. The prospect of trying to live attempting to stay afloat in this strange world. A morbid concept to her, but she’d try. Tears had already befallen her for days prior towards this event. She’d been use to the sudden exchange, movement of things where her sadness would never be addressed but she’d have to adhere to it on her own. At least, in this instance. She could try to follow suit with the ordeal that: She’d try to live. Live in happiness some how. 

❝             …. G-Good evening.....                                 ❞           Oichi stated with not much thought on to what she should say afterwards. A mistake, though in earnest she at least wished to find some interest in a topic to bring up. Yet, nothing would come so she’d nervously look at the ground. Feeling foolish for trying to start something with a stranger who knew nothing of her.

@sukijanai

[daintydemonqueen]

ᶜ ᵃ midsummer ℬ 𝓪 𝓵 𝓵   ✴

   Starter ad for Oichi for the summer ball. She recently lost a friend but because they wanted her to live. She is trying really hard to live for them. Even though between everything that has gone on in her life. It makes it hard for her to enjoy anything really leisurely. Also she doesn’t realize citta brings dead people back to life. So to her she honestly thinks hes dead.      She’ll be quiet for the most part. Threads will be simple for the most part. Cap is at 3, people who have interacted with her are excluded from the cap count. Outfit can be found here. (2/3 1 slot still open as of 8/3! )

[daintydemonqueen]

                                         ᶜ ᵃ midsummer ℬ 𝓪 𝓵 𝓵   ✴  

      Jazz hands. Don’t know what else to say, but here you go this is how they look. @utautailadytwo , @daintydemonqueen , and @lanceroflove .

[thiefguild-blog]

Titus has never been one to back down from a fight.

it’s been this way since he was a kid. on the streets, he’d get into scuffles with other kids when Ada was away; he’d always try to hide his bruises later, but Ada always found them. he got into fights after she died, too, because he was angry and self-loathing despite Ada’s hatred for those unproductive emotions. and in all the years since, Titus has delved into things head first. he’s rash and head-strong and sometimes just a tad cocky, but he doesn’t consider his inability to back down a weakness.

it’s something that makes him strong, but when he hears her, his entire body seems to relax. even in the midst of such a dangerous place, he relaxes. even though so much adrenaline had been flowing through his body, his grip slackens on his knife just a bit.

despite this, he almost wants to laugh. she was telling him that he should be safe? not many people said that to him these days, so he was slightly taken off guard. he mostly wanted to laugh though, because shouldn’t he be saying that to her? shouldn’t he be telling her to be safe and to run and hide?

“That’s my line. You shouldn’t be here just as much as I apparently shouldn’t.”

he’s not good with words. he considers himself good at fighting, at stealing– he’s good at a lot of things, but words are something he needs to work on. perhaps after all this dies down…he’ll focus on words instead of fighting for a bit. truthfully, he’s exhausted of this. he hasn’t slept in a while and he’s beat up more than he cares to admit.

definitely, after this is over…he’ll take a break.

“C’mon,” he walks over to her, placing his free hand on her upper arm like he’s going to lead her away. “Let’s get you somewhere safe. Couldn’t live with myself if you got yourself killed under my watch.”

[daintydemonqueen]

            It is ironic dubbing herself the Queen of Sloth; a comment bequeath to her in earnest once before. It was because she could not care, did not wish to care. The energy derived to do so, would exhaust her to miserable extents. It was why she, always, always, always sat there alone. Amidst the chaos, little care for the world changing around her. To her, it was all so troubling, when never once in her life things had ever procured a better solution. It was always a constant blan; a constant abuse of her stature and power, her existence nothing more then a convince for others. Being used, always being used---and yet she never did anything to stop it.             As digits would slid behind her arm, pulling up to her in a gentle manner. The woman could feel the weight of importance in his actions, how his anguish in exhaustion would over come him. Oichi felt sad for him, it was tiring to care. Tiring to take action. Tiring to do all that which he had; yet this was how he was. A man filled with warm, but even in those feelings of acknowledging him. Titus’s pain and suffering. Never could she find the words to help he, other then a soft whisper, ‘I’m sorry.’           The weight of her body would stay stationary, even if he attempted to move her she did not want to go--a strange thing in herself. Eyebrows knit in confusion, why would she not go when always she’d do whatever others say? The tangent in her heart crippled her, as she did not understand what laid beneath the hollow of her feelings. The woman shifts her head away from Titus, mumbling gently so that perhaps he’d go away.

❝           'Ichi will be fine.... ‘Ichi   can   protect   herself....                    No  matter   where   you  go... The monsters  will stay...             so  ‘Ichi  will stay here.... Yes..... And make them  go away....           ❞            The woman decided this a while before having situated herself in the spot she had, purposely so that when the beasts that crawled around the city had means to lay waste towards her. They would be met swiftly with death--and perhaps then she could simply keep where she sat a safe place. After all, she knew and could feel that everywhere around them the monsters would be. In her eyes, it was a pointless effort to try to hide and yet---she still felt she wanted him to hide. To go... To stay safe--but where?                                                       Away from her a least. ❝             .... Ichi will be  okay..... Fuuu......         ❞            Oichi wanted to die, in truth. In her inner most thoughts, the livelihood of her existence did not matter to her. IN her search for inner peace, all she truly sought out was a way to die. Where the demons would not allow her too pass on, her soul in every manner and way begged for it--any release. 

          A calming expression breaths fresh onto her face, and it is obvious she will come to accept her fate whatever maybe. Or so she thinks--as the tide would churn the howls of beasts would enter the peripheral. Oichi turns her head toward him once more, looking to he with a slight bit of earnest. All of which would some up the exert of energy she could put forth--to show him she cared. ❝             .... Titus...  Go...          ❞

@thiefguild

[daintydemonqueen]

            She paces herself, jaded breath escapes her lips. Oichi can tell the world around her was to change for good. Whispers all around her, the screams of lives tossing and turning in the distance. The air begged and ushered a wish to change; she knew well of it. As the Demon Queen of the 5th Heaven, she knew well of what this mean’t. She too ushered forth a wish to breathe a world anew to her liking--yet she never saw pursuit of it as she was a queen of sloth. Wishing she did, but never did she ever act upon it. ❝             …. They sing along in tune~  ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪                         For a world they wish to be anew~                                   In   their   cries      shall  they   come  to   realize     ?                                 ♪  ♪        Never it ever come true~                                                   ❞            Oichi felt her heart mourn for those who cried in the cesspool of a monster they created together. This was their world--the world to which their anger wished to create. The Demon Queen felt their anger. Understood their pains far better then anyone could, and to understand in their wishes that utter demise was imminent. It did nothing but procure a slight giggle from her lips, stopping short when she realized the folly in her thoughts.              Along the distance she found someone she was rather fond of. His cheery air did well to make him stand out like a beacon in the hazy world she could only see in. The flat expression upon her face was from him, but it was because she realized in this world that was to be recreated. To be destroyed, there were people she loved and cared for. He was one of those, small things she adored so much. People who made her feel alive again even though in truth, she’d rather be without such a feeling. ❝              …. Titus... Why are you here.... Titus should be hiding... Yes..  ❞            Said the woman to whom sat in the cross fire of what would soon be a field filled with hounds as the monster far from them created a broken reality. It was clear she did not care what the outcome would have of her life, though, it was mainly because she was never truly alone. Never truly without the means to dispose of things that did bring harm to her. In her eyes however, Titus was without such a thing. So worry enmasse filed beneath the solemn constant of her personality. 

          With a collected expression her eyes cast downward as if in mild shame over his appearance. A part of her wished he’d not come, this way she could be alone and wallow in her self pity. In her demise of what would truly come to kill her, ending her as she wished. Yet now Titus was here, and the feelings of what it truly mean’t to be human bombarded her. Oichi cared, and wanted no harm to come to her friend. ❝             ….  You should go....   Titus  should... Be safe.....   ❞

@thiefguild

[thiefguild-blog]

"How do you feel about Oichi?"

Ask my character “How do you feel about ______?” Can be an idea, person(s), place, or thing, and they’ll have to answer honestly.

the female in question may as well have been one of his first real friends in the city. it was an unlikely friendship, as he had gotten her wrapped up in one of his heists gone wrong. anyone else in that situation probably would’ve resented him for dragging him into trouble, but she showed him only kindness. that was odd for him to see after committing an illegal act, so he was humbled…and grateful that she even offered to help ward off the police.

it was silly, really, how much a simple, innocent act of kindness like that could make an impact.

it wasn’t long after that Oichi genuinely surprised him. it was Christmas and Titus was not expecting anything (although he got gifts for everyone he was close to), but Oichi did something for him that was creative and, well…cute. she carefully wrapped Christmas lights around him and turned them on, claiming it was because she wanted his exterior to match his bright personality.

Titus would be lying if that didn’t make his heart swell.

he looks away and folds his arms behind his head, a kind of defense air about him– like he won’t be telling the whole truth even though he’s supposedly obligated to.

“She’s kinda weird, but I guess that’s why I like her, ‘cause I’m weird, too. It’s cool to have a friend who you can go weeks without talking to and then just start talking to out of the blue and have it not be weird.” he pauses. it’s not like he enjoys going weeks without talking to her, it’s just…nice to have someone like that.

he doesnt really have many close friends. he has a lot of brothers and sisters, but thats a different feeling. and…relationship wise? he hasn’t had a lot of those to speak of either. so…whatever it is he’s feeling when he’s around her, he has no idea.

“She’s mysterious, too. I’m afraid I’m gonna end up saying the wrong thing one day, or end up doing the wrong thing. But– everyone feels like that about everyone, huh?”

she’s great, he wants to say. she’s deserving of much more than she thinks she is.

[daintydemonqueen]

 Currently looking through ad’s to see if any will be good for Oichi during this event. Shes just kinda... Demon possessed who really doesnt care or mind for anything around her. Though she can take care of drones she cant particularly take care of anything bigger then that really. 

And doesnt really  care. about anything going on. As she would be mindfully glad everyone is dying. Though sad over everyones pain. If that catches your interest by all means message me! but i am looking for something to thread with that can fit with her at least ; w ;!

[lightmorphogeneticfield]

Don’t be alarmed, Hive City, if you walk by Sector 6 and hear the gentle giggling coming from the woods.. Did you see that? No, of course not, there’s no such thing as fairies. You must be losing your mind. If you hear soft voices and sing song tones, it would be best to stay away from District Mu.. at least, for now.

[[Hello hello hello my lovely muns! It’s been three years since I’ve done a mini event so I’m really excited. Last time I did one of these I had so much fun, so here we go again! I’m stoked, I’ve been planning this for months.

On July 25th, I (well, Light) will be hosting a Midsummer’s Night Dream themed summer ball which will take place in Sector 6, District Mu! The ball itself takes place on the 25th, but starters for the ball can be written from the 25th of July to the 1st of August, so the ball itself will have only been one night in Citta canon, but the event will be a week real time. It’ll be a semi formal to formal type deal and I’ll be contacting a couple people through out the month (IC) about things like food, drink, decor, etc.

So! Do me a favor and reblog this post! Just like the last ball I did, I’m going to be making invitations for everyone who does (Citta affiliated blogs only, obviously) which means your submit box needs to be open so your character can get theirs.

Use the tag #ca midsummer as easy access for starters, dash commentary, etc. so that it’s easier for people to follow. That’s the tag I’ll be using for updates or news about the event as well!

If anyone has any questions, please feel free to contact me about it! I’d love to answer them! IMs are open as well if you feel more comfortable contacting me that way. I hope people will enjoy doing this event as much as I’ve enjoyed planning it!]]

[thiefguild-blog]

it was almost like a scene from a movie– he choked on his drink, beer spraying out of his mouth in a very attractive manner. he wiped his mouth, coughing slightly. really, he was used to Oichi’s quirkiness (he thought it was cute), so why did that surprise him so much?

he couldn’t help but laugh heartily. first she thinks he’s Santa, then she thinks they’re getting married?

“I admire your forwardness, but– takes a little more than just one date to even think about getting married.” he paused for a moment, thinking. “You…You’d get married to someone just like that?”

[daintydemonqueen]

         His reaction causes her head to tilt to one side. Though she is outwardly alarmed, her own face having changed slightly to his coughing antics. She’d worried for a moment he may choke--though, through her shifting toward him he had recollected himself. Asking her an honest question. It threw her back of course. Little did she or he know, her marriage once upon a time had been such an important part of her life. 

❝                …. mmmm.... Yes...... Ichi---..... If brother told Ichi to                     ...   Marry someone   .....   Yes..  Ichi,  would.  ………..        ❞   

         Oichi stares at him momentarily. She’s never thought about marriage other then from what she understood of it. That to put it simply, marriage was a means of combining families for political power. Yet, here he stated to her that apparently. One could wed one another for a memorizing reason as, simply liking someone more then a ‘friend.’ Though, what constituted a friend was something beyond what Oichi herself could inherently understood. Which is what made things strange and difficult.         The stranger part of this was how her chest burn’d with pain. It was sad to say the least... Yet she didn’t understand why.  She’d try hard not to think on it, to try to make sense of it. Not when things as they were... Were coherently something she could come to enjoy which is why, from her current understanding. Saying what she was to say, had seemed to be the right thing to say.

❝              …. Ahh..... If Ichi  was told ...   To            marry        Titus....                           ....... Fu, fu, fu.... I   would   not    mind.... Yes ..                ❞  

[daintydemonqueen]

                                                                        @shizuki-kun

            The canter of her body did not slow the pace of her approach. Rather, she was a constant steady walk forward. Had the night ail’d for one thing, it was certainly the likelihood of poor meetings between two people. For Oichi though, there was never such a thing. The sight of her always caused fright from animals and humans alike. To say the least, when she’d bump into a figured without so much as having realized he was there. It had been a wondrous and strange start to her night.            She’d not seen him to say the least--as a woman who gazed at the life around her through their life essence; a strange manner of viewing the world but it was all she could. It was empty; nothing. Plain, would be the accurate way of describing such a figure. She’d been so vexed and as slow as a human being she was to draw her thoughts together. She could at least surmise this.               It’d not help that her stroll through the park had made wandering around in the shadows something of which hard to see by other means. So her bumping into he, with as silent as a walk she had. Left the woman impartial to what was going on. If anything, she’d known not how to react to such circumstance except tilt her head to the side. Allowing for purple eyes to search for whom and or what this figure could be.             Catching sight of his face, she’d not move her hand from the gentle touch against his back. Almost feeling as she let go of the figure, he would meld together with the world and be lost from her sights once more.

❝                …. Why----- are   you   so....   Plain.... ?                ❞

           Flatly, she’d state this. Without so much of an expression upon her face.

[thiefguild-blog]

he’d found some self control and decided against lighting any fireworks himself– he didn’t quite feel like accidentally hurting himself.

“Yeah. Y’know, a…date. Two people hanging out because they like each other.” that just sounded like friendship. “Uh, more than friends.”

[daintydemonqueen]

           Oichi took a long pause though the silence had not been anything awkward. She’d allow for her eyes to sway towards the sparkling lights within the sky. Fireworks. Their glittery colors having brought some interest out from the woman who had found herself vexed by his words.  ‘Date’ had not been a word she was the least bit familiar with. Customs of life that just never occurred in her time. Yet from the explanation of what her friend stated, Oichi could decipher something from it. Something that oddly filled her heart with a sense of longing. Matched with pain... Not quiet understanding why, but also. Understanding only of this, Oichi asks him in a silent manner.

❝                …. So then...  We  are   to   marry  ...........?               ❞