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Paradise comes at a price that I am not prepared to pay.

What were we built for? Could someone tell me please?

The good news is she can’t have babies, and won’t accept gifts from me.

What are they for? They’ll just grow up, and break the laws you’ve loved.

Take off your disguise. I know that, underneath, it’s me.

Useless device, it won’t suffice. I want a new game to play.

When I am gone, it won’t be long before I disturb you in the dark.

And paradise comes at a price that I am not prepared to pay.

What were we built for? Will someone tell me please?

Take off your disguise. I know that, underneath, it’s me.

#Chaos

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#musing

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Love is also a violence, and cannot be undone.

Simon Van Booy, The Illusion of Separateness

#musing

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This was truly a shining moment in the OVA

#Fallen stargazer #JUJU PLS

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★ I love when my muse loses control.

★ I love it when my muse wins.

★ I love when my muse shows fear and doubt.

★ I love it when they display strength and compassion.

★ I love when my muse needs someone.

★ I love it when they don’t.

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#Nightmare Redux

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#Chaos #musing

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"I should..by now.." Was this a hint of embarrassment in his voice knowing the other's words to be true? By now these spontaneous acts of affection have happened enough times to be anticipated by him, if not doubled now that they have come so far along. Still, Jedah's direct and impulsive approaches never failed to get the drop on him and are always welcomed in the end. Mundus would not truly wish for that to stop, just his own staggers in the process.

As these new kisses replaced his hand, their enchantment continues to coax him under the other's will and he returns the gesture while his hands are pulled to bring the rest of his body in tow. Longingly silent on the bed after the other broke away to speak and strip, his hands curled at the surface of the sheet ruffling them into his grip as he watched and he started to grin with a rising hunger. "We have far too much to catch up on here." As he is straddled, he releases the sheet and pulls the other down for another stream of kisses while the larger hands are drawing at his own clothing.

#finalexrosso

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#Embodied #The Prince

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There was no visible origin to what gave this room it’s brightness or where its various rays would lead. But it served its purpose of its prestige owner as his place of origin. The atmosphere of this room rivaled the more grotesque and often ruinous environments of the ancients the Demon World held, a time before it’s current ruler. And like the lands beyond this room, visitors were not what one would find here unexpected.

Invited or otherwise, they were rare but never a surprise. So to sense the Lightning Witch at his door rose an immediate feeling of curiosity. “Nevan.” The Devil Prince acknowledged from the height of his throne, voice echoing off pillars and giving the demon permission to enter.

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The red haired female made her way to Mundus’ chambers without a plausible motive. One could call it a feeling, a sixth scent. Her feet seemed to have a mind of their own to take her to his chambers, for she had no reason to disturb him. Let us hope he isn’t on a bad mood.

It had been so long since she came to the Demon World and yet her purpose was not fulfilled. The revenge was still too present in her mind, every single night she would walk to the balcony and stare at the sky. Imagining how pitiful the humans would look, knelt in front of her and begging for dear life. A delightful vision. One that caught Mundus’ attention and interest when he saw her on the woods, hunting. A creature like her was rare, he said. And she accepted his offer, his power and kept her promise. Kept by his side.

Upon hearing his voice she ceased her thoughts and opened the gates. Fuchsia optics scanned her surroundings, finding the male on his throne, looking less intimidate than what he should. ”My Lord. I must apologize for disturbing you.” She began. ” But I can’t stand that chamber anymore.”

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A brow quirked softly, giving a faint expression of surprise in his features. Had she already begun to grow tired of her new luxury? Restlessness was not something most beneath him were plagued by during this thriving time under his rule, but there are those who only prey for special entertainment like herself and few others. These very few he would find common ground with and take into his "care" as their reigning superior. Lips spreading into a thin grin, a sound akin to a gentle laugh could be heard.

"Nevan... You are not a prisoner here." Mundus reminds the demon in a whimsy tone, his back leaving the back of his throne as he moved to a more upright sitting posture. "You may come and go as you so choose, but you will always return when summoned. That is our arrangement, is it not?" A glance around his own quarters, the smile he wore dimmed. "I must admit, these halls have become quite tedious.. I, too, will take on a change of scenery."

#mortiferaseductione #im half sleep typing this does it even make sense IDEK #sorryitslate

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#Heaven

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"Where?" He demanded, voice piqued by the new details of the story. Kujaku's brand of friendly would have him in this kind of situation, but even The Prince knew by now his intentions generally were amiable despite how the other presented himself. There would be more words to come for Kujaku's recklessness later, but for now he had something else on his mind to tend to.