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i moved blogs!!!!!!!!!! <3
i moved blogs!!!!!!!!!! <3
to make this the last post of this blog i need abby to be in this mv
probably ......... will move blogs im so overwhelmed here its insane
listening to the kpdh soundtrack again and it made me think that prompto would be the BIGGEST fan of huntr/x and he relates a little bit to everyone but specifically rumi because he relates her patterns to his barcode and afraid of what the others would think of when he found out what he really was artificially created to become what noctis and the gang are fighting but also relates to mira with her desperation for family and things of rumi and zoey as family and also zoey where she finds she doesnt exactly belong he relates to that as well like he resonates with them so bad it hurts me
i'm the only one who'll love your sins
these pictures of san specifically are so abby coded like i will cease to exist
i want to make dante a kpdh verse too him and rumi can bond for being half demons but hes more famous in the western hemisphere but also known in the eastern ofc sides with his humanity more and decides to ignore gwi ma and his dudes his wittle demons
DEVIL MAY CRY (2001)
“ this one's hopeless. ” to zack!!
it's hard to breathe, even gnawing on his bottom lip in nervousness. the buster sword drops to their side, looking so pathetic and desperate to find anything to help this soldier. " y - you'll be okay! " he calls out, even reaching to try and lift his arm around his shoulder to try and hoist them up but it's all dead weight. the only sign of life they give is a quiet groan and the blood pouring from their helmet. @serapime doesn't give enough time for him to dwell over the possibility of another death that could've easily been avoided. if only he were smarter, stronger, faster. he's clinging onto anything, looking completely disheartened. he knows better that this one is a lost cause. he's seen too many deaths that he should absolutely still be infuriated, but there's nothing, only numbness that this soldier is another face and another name to add to the list. suddenly, he's a kid again.
she finally speaks up, seeming to read zack's mind out loud. " this one's hopeless. " blood and darkness.
if this were him when he was younger, he'd stomp his feet and demand to help him. no one can just throw away life like this and call them hopeless. is this what it's meant to be a soldier 1st class? he's starting to wonder if this was even worth the chase to begin with but then... angeal would be disappointed. does that fact even matter? with the weight finally bringing him back to the present, the breathing has finally stopped and he can only look at them with sorrow, gently settling them back on the ground. he ignores the way his entire left arm is covered in blood. one deep breath and a long exhale later, the buster sword is finally applied on his back with eyes always continuously looking down. " hey sephiroth, is this all hopeless? " he finally speaks from the abhorrently long silence. brows are furrowed, hesitantly taking the step away and approaching her side once again. he wants to see aerith... needs it. " just what's the whole purpose to this? it doesn't get any easier, does it? "
whoa! mind the face. (verso for nico?? feels like she could be a mechanic in lumiere or smth for a potential e33 verse im just spitballin)
" wha— l - look at what you did to ma' baby! verso, ya' son o' a bitch! " she genuinely sounds remorseful, holding the gun tenderly in her palms like it was an injured child. at this point, it might as well have been. pure devastation bleeds onto her face, along with the blade that's chipped. whatever, that can be repaired but this gun was a passion project that he had previously brought from several expedition pasts, something her grandmother had created. she, too, had a hand in helping mold it out to become more modern in its form and material. then she turns to him, grabbing the sword from the table and was seriously considering about hitting him with it. she doesn't but she does give light hearted punches that aren't meant to do any real damage.
it's about sending a message.
he seems to lean away, careful as well. " whoa! mind the face. " blood and darkness.
huffing, she practically stomps back to her station and places the broken weapon upon the table. " what th' hell did you do to make it like this? i put a lot of care in my creations to make sure it doesn't easily break. what kinda nevrons were you fightin'? maybe at that point they really shoulda killed you. " going through the seven stages of grief is tough and right now she was settling into acceptance, head hanging. " alright... i'll get this fixed up, but you owe me! " the voice turns unnaturally softer now. even though she was far beyond given verso pity and leniency, sometimes it's easier to fall back into old habits. sitting down, she's already in the process of taking it apart rather than repair from broken hinges. it needs a stable base before she can start on it... but pauses before looking up at him. " while yer here, you might wanna' go see maelle. she ain't doin' bad really, gustave's been taken good care o' her. " its suggestion that she already knew the answer to but, who knows, it might actually happen. weirder things have happened.
" uh, not that i mind yer company. ... tell me what's been goin' on with you. been awhile since you visited. find any good nevron parts? "
i am in fact hearsteel ezreals biggest design hater because TO ME this is his canon look rather than the weirdly split green hair that i hate
❛ that's some chrome you've got there. ❜ a good, distracted crowd waiting for the show to start is the perfect cover for a clandestine conversation, especially considering kira has no intentions of letting abby walk away without learning a little bit more. suspicion was a two way street for them. it wasn't out of spite towards competition when it came to their music ━━━ she had her own reasons to believe putting on a show wasn't the only thing that motivated them. kira wouldn't have blended in amidst jinu's eagerly awaiting fans if she wasn't sure of it.
still, she smiles up at abby with a purpose, close enough to observe the markings on his forearms. ❛ nothing like i've ever seen being sold at a ripper. whoever you work for sure likes to keep you shiny. can't just be part o' the perks of hangin' around jinu. unless you polished your iron just to see little ol' me. in which case i'm flattered ~ ❜
@deadupon , liked for a ( cyberpunk ) idol starter!
to stick around to see the start of the show, to observe, to admire, to take control. of course, he's not expecting anyone to pop up, especially not kira out of all people. immediately he wants to dismiss and say, ' sorry, jinu ain't here right now. ' it's extremely obvious, given the circumstances but there's no harm in chatting her up. nothing at all. damn, she was hot as hell though... she must know it, too. he's not an easy guy to talk up or smother with key words that make his chest feel warm. and fortunately, or unfortunately in this case, kira looks delicious enough to eat. eyes narrow and lips quirk into a smirk, flashing fangs, as he instinctively flexes. " fucking cool, right? commissioned and looks sexy, don't you think? " and sure, polishing ones chrome is just another form of self care but he wants to look like the most blinding thing in the room. jinu had been privy against that, say it could easily give them away but he's usually behind the scenes anyways. no one's going to be looking besides thinking jeon yul is just the rockstars manager.
voice drops an octave, like they're the only people in this vicinity, despite it being surrounded by anticipated fans. " you can touch, babe. it's a one of a kind piece that goes all the way down. you'd be lucky to look at something so close. " play the part of none the wiser, lean into her sweet language, have his body language be open and further inviting. orange iris' sparkle and whirl before leaning to just a breath away but giving her enough space where she needs to leave if need be. " hm, i'm curious, just what would fans say when they see you here at jinu's concert? don't you know there's already rumors about you two floating around? hm, i wonder how that happened. "
hang on i'm trying to spell gorjus
debating on what sorts of demons i want jinu and abby to be terrifying and be the false definition of a grim reaper. they wear the uniforms because its an obligation but also they love to lie. they seek out victims and their demon presence alone makes ppl like theyre dying and that theyre witness death firsthand. their presence alone is dread, the loss of all hope, and feeling yourself rapidly age by weakened muscle and brittle bones that can be used as a toothpick. except they dont see the tusks and sharp teeth that will soon be littered with gore and blood. they put into the act of grim reaper and use seduction to the soul but both do it two different ways.
jinus voice is a siren and is like dancing with the soul itself with his bipa used to calm the them. except they dont see the ominous glow of the eyes and saliva dripping from his lips. when the finger plucks the last note do they fall and jinus own body is warmed where there is none left and there starts his consumption. so much that might as well have not even existed on earth in the first place. he is much cleaner with his kill and absorption. even tho he may seem gentle and playful with a soul, hes sadistic. youll blink and miss it that gleaming but demonic smile.
abby does it by physical connection but not to be confused with sex (altho it CAN be used he finds it too tedious most times). intimacy is key. he could be confused for a gumiho for the way he absorbs souls by intimacy. his words are used to tear down the victims guard, expose his body to let them know theyre safe. they get his lips so close he could kiss them but keeps them on a metaphorical leash, for them wanting more. intertwine fingers and make them feel like theyre the only person worth getting his attention. until they feel those waiting fangs sink into their neck and rip it out. his heart is their favorite part of the body.
anyways they are grim reapers but the proximity is forced and if u see them in their demon forms, its far too late.
✎ㅤ. . .ㅤ𝑩𝑳𝑶𝑶𝑫 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑫𝑨𝑹𝑲𝑵𝑬𝑺𝑺.
₊˚⊹ ㅤa collection of loose quotes taken from various characters from hades (supergiant games). these quotes are from the first game of the series. writing/roleplaying prompts. from fluff to angst! feel free to edit as you see fit, especially since some are gendered.
❝ i’m leaving. try and stop me. ❞ ❝ that could have gone better. ❞ ❝ why can’t you just stay? ❞ ❝ i wish you could come with me. ❞ ❝ you’re coming with me. ❞ ❝ i have to take you back. ❞ ❝ but for you, i will be making an exception. ❞ ❝ whew… they’re gone. ❞ ❝ now, come on, we got places to be! ❞ ❝ may the fates favour your journey. ❞ ❝ oh you know, i’d rather have my eyes put out, but thanks for offering! ❞ ❝ if only… ❞ ❝ you should be ashamed of yourself, and learn your place. ❞ ❝ ahh, so you are taking pity on me, then? ❞ ❝ i’m sorry that it has to be this way. ❞ ❝ you’re late. ❞ ❝ will i see you soon? ❞ ❝ did you miss me? ❞ ❝ i’m home. ❞ ❝ we’re heading home. ❞ ❝ you… came back? ❞ ❝ i hope i didn’t keep you waiting very long, did i? ❞ ❝ is something wrong? ❞ ❝ i can’t believe this. ❞ ❝ i’m in your debt. ❞ ❝ there’s going to be payback, you know. ❞ ❝ … damn you. ❞ ❝ this is for you. ❞ ❝ do you remember me? my name is—ah, nevermind. ❞ ❝ i’m not who you think i am. ❞ ❝ keep following that heart of yours. ❞ ❝ to hell with this place! ❞ ❝ fear is for the weak. ❞ ❝ oh, look at you, you poor, poor thing, you’re hurt! ❞ ❝ you’re such a sweetheart. ❞ ❝ you brought this on yourself. ❞ ❝ no need to thank me, mate. ❞ ❝ please, i don’t want to do this… ❞ ❝ you don’t have to do this… ❞ ❝ only the best for you. ❞ ❝ i hope you’re right. ❞ ❝ gods grant me strength… ❞ ❝ that is the worst idea i think i’ve ever heard. ❞ ❝ do you understand how little sense that makes? ❞ ❝ look what i found! ❞ ❝ something’s changed about the beating of your heart. ❞ ❝ no wonder they don’t like you. ❞ ❝ wish i could be there to see your face. ❞ ❝ i’ll earn your favour yet. ❞ ❝ how bad could it be? ❞ ❝ hello there, handsome. ❞ ❝ … this is the cheesiest thing i’ve heard from you. ❞ ❝ what has gotten into you? ❞ ❝ blood and darkness! ❞ ❝ lucky for you, i’ve no pride like many others here. ❞ ❝ it’s over. i’m sorry. ❞ ❝ go. away. i won’t repeat myself. ❞ ❝ i knew your heart was true. ❞ ❝ let’s kiss and make up! ❞ ❝ mischief, me? oh please! ❞ ❝ i don’t know how you can stand this kind of thing… ❞ ❝ you tried. that’s what matters. ❞ ❝ a man after my own heart… ❞ ❝ why won’t you give up? ❞ ❝ ever so stubborn, aren’t you? ❞ ❝ life and death, one and the same. ❞ ❝ you’re running from yourself. again. ❞ ❝ what do you want from me? leave me alone. we’ve nothing to discuss anymore. ❞ ❝ i cannot bring myself to stay upset with you forever. ❞ ❝ the truth is i’m a lover, not a fighter. ❞ ❝ i have to see her! ❞ ❝ so how goes wilful disobedience of late? ❞ ❝ you think all these gifts will make things go back to the way they were? ❞ ❝ we’re older now—i’d hope we’re wiser, too. ❞ ❝ i have to go. ❞ ❝ we were having such a good time! ❞ ❝ time is up. ❞ ❝ you’re so reckless. ❞ ❝ thank you for always keeping me on my toes. ❞ ❝ your luck’s run out. ❞ ❝ i don’t know why i bother with you, honestly. ❞ ❝ may i call you my friend? ❞ ❝ i’d like to make a toast, to you! ❞ ❝ no need for special thanks. ❞ ❝ i’ve some memories i’m not quite ready to give up on yet. ❞ ❝ i’ll break your heart. ❞