Jaded WINGS take flight

A fandomless rp blog for a jaded angel

[darkangelholder]

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[x-world-of-wonder-x]

The demon child groans as she wanders around aimlessly through Mementos, rubbing her head where she was once injured with the bullets. If Lady Rouge knew of the events that had transpired today between Charlotte and Goldi, she’d be shamed for it. Charlotte sighs, and focuses her gaze on her scissors and plushie.

“I could do my job a lot better if people would kindly not use a god damn gun.” She huffed. She highers her head to look at the red environment she was in, noticing every little detail and feature of the public’s palace. She’s never visited this place until now, so there must be so much to explore! Though, still in a bad mood, her pace was slower than while she continues to walk along the train tracks.

( @darkangelholder​ )

[darkangelholder]

Up ahead, Thanatos knelt beside the shadow of an adolescent boy. The shadow hadn’t been injured, but he’d felt that familiar pull. The shadow had divulged just how injured their real self was, and how much they were suffering. He had put the shadow to sleep. That made it a lot less painful.

Thanatos had heard her steps approaching long before he heard her talk. He quickly snapped the neck of the shadow, causing it to dissolve in black mist. The boy would fall unconscious in the physical world, and then they would die. Dramatic, but painless.

A shame it even had to be. And this was far from the only child to go this way.

“That’d certainly make my job easier,” he tossed over his shoulder. Thanatos didn’t know who she was, but he could bitterly agree with that sentiment. He grabbed his staff and used it to help himself to his feet. His wings folded silently against his back. He didn’t bother facing her just yet. If she tried anything, he was fast enough, and durable enough.

[darkangelholder]

Hi I know I haven’t been on this blog in ages, but I’m adding a Persona 5 verse to this blog.

Ideas so far:

He’s a creation of Yaldabaoth meant to mercy kill still

He still doesn’t trust humans, but it’s from multiple cases of having humans not hold up their end of the deal

He wouldn’t fight the Thieves unless they forced him, just meet and serve as an antithesis to their sense of hope of change

He can cast without a persona, but all skills will then cost health

Once Grail admits he plans to ruin the world and recreate everything, Thanatos joins after the Velvet Room conversation because, though he doubts anything will get better, he refuses to help make things work.

He’d awaken his persona then, which is the Bennu bird.

His focus is primarily on bless skills with some secondary curse skills. He drains bless, has a resistance to almighty, and is weak to fire (and maybe physical).

[darkangelholder]

Last night (this morning?) in one of my servers, we got talking out-of-character how Thanatos wouldn’t tolerate this one character’s “Shoot first, ask questions later” attitude, and would be a lot less civil about it than his brother ie throw him into a pond. @disillusioned-garden then said: I HAD THE BEST IDEA HOLD ON I just thought of Thanatos going "THIS BRAIN EMPTY. Y E E T!!!!!"

I doodled it as a result.

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[darkangelholder]

SPOOKY   MUSE   AESTHETICS   !  

bold   or   italicize  all  that   apply  !  

bloodied  knuckles   | tear  stained  cheeks |  rust   |   a  busted  lip |  claws |   fangs  |   a  bloody nose   |  chattering  teeth   |   a  dark  space  underneath  the  bed   |   scratching  noises  on  a  wall   |   creaking  metal   |   fog  | dancing  under  moonlight  |  blood  dripping  lips |   heavy  breathing  in the  dark   |   a  feeling  of  unexplained dread  |   a  figure  in  a  dark  corner |  dirty  peeling wallpaper   |   a  bloody  handprint  on  the  wall  |  sobbing  in  the  dark  |   bite  marks  on  the  skin  |  eerie  whispers   |   a  hood  covering  a  stranger’s  eyes  |   the  growl  of  a  hidden  animal   |   the  sound  of  a  blade  being  sharpened  |  a  deep,  dark  forest  |  walking  on  the  streets  alone at  night  |  a  cobweb - filled,  abandoned  building |  eyes  darting  in  paranoia | a  heavy - beating  pulse |   the  feeling  of  being  trapped  |  struggling  to  get  out  a  scream |   boards  covering  broken  windows  | a  quiet  graveyard   |   a  gas  station  in  the  middle  of  nowhere   |   a  road  that  never  ends  |   heavy  fog  rolling  in  |   the  scent  of  blood  in  the  air |  eerie  old  photographs   |   walking  along  train  tracks  at  night |   a  chill  going  up  the  spine  |   gathering  crows   |   a  dusty,  dimly - lit  study  |   mist  over  a  deserted  cobblestone  street   |   ghost  towns |   shadows  around  a  campfire   |   the  sound  of chanting   |   church  bells  tolling   |  an  orange  harvest  moon  |   a  broken - down  carnival   |   a  dirty  stuffed  animal abandoned  |   wiping  bloody  hands  on  fabric |  nightmares |  waking  up  in  a  panic |   a  power  outage   |   heavy  lightning  storms  |   a secret  trap  door   |  the  feeling  of  being  watched |   fear  from  trauma |   a  ouija  board  set  out  on  a  table  |   an  eerie  doll   |  a  scream  of  anguish  and  pain  | withered  plants   |  a  room  that’s  been  forgotten  and  gathered  dust   |   owl  eyes  in  the  dark   |   curled,  dead  tree  branches | flickering  candles   |   a lantern  held  up  in  the dark  |  fear  of  being  followed |  creaking  floorboards |   repressed,  horrible  memories  |   clenched  teeth  | soft,  echoing  piano  keys   |  an  old  book  covered  in  dust  |   many  pairs of  glaring  eyes  |   stumbling  in  pitch - black  darkness  |  being  stranded  in  the  middle  of  nowhere   |   tarot  cards  on  a  table  |   a  trail  of  blood

Tagged by: taken from @heads-will-rxll​

Tagging: no one in particular

[darkangelholder]

🍎- For something they secretly wish did exist

[Secrets]

“Does time to relax and not worry about anything count? I’d love for that to be a thing that exists. If it’s not ‘working’ for me, it’s dealing with world-ending events.”

[revclte-blog]

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[rp-meme-glaceon]

Force my Muse to Spill their Secrets

🌧- For a heavy, emotional secret

🙃- For a lighter, slightly embarrassing secret

🌟- For a secret wish or desire of theirs

🍏- For something they secretly wish didn’t exist

🍎- For something they secretly wish did exist

❤️- For a secret crush

📲- Talk about someone/something you dislike, but only pretend to like

👁‍🗨- Talk about someone/something you like, but pretend to dislike

🍻- For something bad/mischievous you did as a child or teen that your parents don’t know about

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☢️- For a controversy or scandal they have been able to keep mostly under wraps

🐇- For a secret item they keep (stuffed animal, comfort object, etc)

📒- For a secret journal/diary they keep (Bonus: Share an entry from it!)

📔- For a secret sketchbook they keep (Bonus: Share a sketch or doodle within it!)

🖤- For something they secretly wish they could do with your muse

❓- Free Space! Ask them about a specific secret!

[darkangelholder]

Duet? [closed rp]

[darkangelholder]

voidtouched-preserver‌: 

Whoops…

Nadri covered her mouth, though already technically covered by the mask she wore for breathing, the corners slowly twitching underneath to grin but failing miserably.  She watched him for a moment as he asked his questions, noting his own nervousness.  “Well, I do have the ability to portal around, but I also tend not to make much noise and suppress my energies as much as possible.”  She explained to him, trying very hard to get poor Thanatos to stop worrying about being over heard.

“Your voice was lovely to listen to…”  The Preserver slowly added, looking a bit embarrassed herself at what she just said.

“But-” He shook his head. Even if she didn’t make much sound, he still heard people unless they were floating. She didn’t have better hearing than normal as far as he knew, so she shouldn’t be that quiet. Not to him. Thanatos didn’t want to focus on that, though.

Nor could he focus on it at the moment. He wanted to comment about that, but nothing came to his mind. Nadri’s comment had practically pulled his voice out of his throat. His wings shifted, rustling. Thanatos could feel his cheeks heat up as they turned grey. And that made him even more uncomfortable. He didn’t want to be seen blushing, not by a human, especially not by someone he knew.

So he looked down, fingers tapping his staff. Hopefully the shadow from his hood would cover his face.

He took a deep breath and cleared his throat. It hurt, but hopefully it would let him talk again. But then as he tried, he realized he still had no clue what to say. And nothing was coming to mind. “Yeah,” was all he managed.

[rpmusings-galore]

                          you will have my forgiveness 

                                   time and time, again

                                           (  a l w a y s  )

                                         ——  but, my trust…? 

[rpmusings-galore]

                    i’ll never forget

                                their faces

                          i still see them 

                                     every night

[biodegrade]

I’d love to relax but it’s just not realistic

[floweryfanclub]

So Flowery, are we really all dead?

[darkangelholder]

“If we’re all dead, then riddle me this. How can something that was never alive die?”

[rpmusings-galore]

              a broken past and no hope for the future

       burden heavier than his shoulders should bear

    scars across his skin in a map of all he’s endured

                  his heart should be hardened…

                        so, why, then, does he still  c a r e … ?

                           ——- care so deeply his heart  a c h e s … ?

[themusewhomuses]

Send me a type of emotion and I will write something short about my muse associating to that feeling.

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