* 𝐔𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 .

𝙱𝙾𝚁𝙽  𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐍  ; (  𝙳𝙾𝙽'𝚃  𝙿𝚁𝙴𝚃𝙴𝙽𝙳  𝚃𝙾  𝙱𝙴  𝙰  𝚅𝙸𝙲𝚃𝙸𝙼.  )

[ensangvines]

hewwo?

[ritzyishkabibble-archived]

In the common world of fact the wicked were not punished, nor the good rewarded. Success was given to the strong, failure thrust upon the weak. That was all.

Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray

[emperanas]

My memories are eternal and indestructible.

[ensangvines]

*  𝐔𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐓𝐖𝐎.

         and there’s a press of a closed fan to his lips ––––– wearing amusement; delighted, to drown in the company of muzan’s orders. however, at the other’s question, brows raise ––– he claps his hands together, effortlessly returning to a facade where he was loud and easily irritable.

     “––––ah, yes!” he exclaims, “–––i keep marechi around for a rainy day – when i’m craving something particularly special; an itch that none other can scratch!”

     his smile is bright and adoring – funny, with how he’d been swallowing bile only moments ago. regardless, he takes a step back ––– blue claws glittering under the attention of dim lighting.

                  “–––i’ll happily give you as much marechi as you desire –”

                          “––if that’s the reason why you ask~?”

 with  so  little  shame  does  Upper  Two  admit  it  isn’t  immediately  that  he  devours  the  most  enticing,  captivating  of  prey                 as  though  this  habit  is  in  any  way  worthy  of  praise  in  the  eyes  of  the  king.  then  again,  Douma’s  business  isn’t  his  own,  and  𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐒  𝐎𝐅  𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐒𝐄  𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏  isn’t  where  the  one  above  all  demons  wishes  to  burn  away  in  :  a  flame  others  gather  ‘round  to  warm  the  frailty  –  the  imperfection  –  of  human  nature  resting  in  the  palm  of  their  hands.

         he  couldn’t  understand,  neither  is  he  inclined  to  care.                  this  is  infuriating  all  the  same.

 let  chaos  prevail  ;  he’s  got  enough  faith  in  his  six  strongest  pawns  to  know  they  could  turn  a  place  into  ashes  –  into  nothing  –  at  will.  no  mortal  gaze  should  hold  back  any  demonic  instincts  nested  within  empty  hearts.  and  so  that  scowl  deepens,  a  voice  so  rough  continues  to  tug  and  tear  away  at  the  feigned  splendor  in  the  servant’s  smile.

                 (  like  nails  on  a  chalkboard,  shouldn’t  he  just  mute  the  insolence  shown  to  him?  what’s  a  preacher  without  their  voice?  )

 ❝  how  long  do  you  plan  to  keep  them  around?  are  they  not  to  be  consumed  right  away?  ❞

@uppertwo· .

[ensangvines]

*  𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐑.

To be looked down upon was common nature those wild beast had; They looked at Lust and saw a lamb — The calling of her screams would never be heard and the past had died out years ago. She no longer feared men, or those that come in the guise of them. ( All of them want something they cannot have. She is merely the darkest desire. ) The smile on her face is telling, she wishes it to display arrogance of her own.

All bark and no bite? Tell that to the victims who’s heart she had devoured as they died. Tell that to the victims right behind her, making a trail of blood from when she took her first breath.

She is no silent lamb with a bark of a dog, she is a monster and she craves madness! Wants to descend into Hell with style unlike the Devil had seen himself! ( And she pondered if the monster of entity before her could grant her such a thing. ) However, she doubts it and simply chuckles at his words.

“You were the one that looked down on me.” She speaks, eyes locked on his as grin bares the faintest of teeth. “All bark and no bite — I would be insulted if I cared for your thoughts. You do not know of me, just as I don’t know of you; It’s unwise to go straight for the kill.”

 lust,  the  woman.  lust,  the  desire,  emotion  poured  into  her  core  to  make  her  proud  to  be  carrying  the  name.  𝐇𝐄  𝐇𝐀𝐒  𝐍𝐎  𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓  𝐈𝐍  𝐄𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑  ;  her  ego  –  he  senses,  he  guesses  –  would  crumble  at  his  feet  if  she  so  much  as  attempted  to  understand  there  are  beings  she  cannot  ensnare.  𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋 𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋  ——  only  if  one’s  power  is  grand  enough  to  overwhelm,  to  overcome  the  other.  what  Kibutsuji  Muzan  wishes  for  is  without  exception  what  he  will  soon  hold  in  the  palm  of  his  hand.  but  there  is  no  room  for  her  on  the  figurative  list  :  she  is  not  what  he  desires,  and  her  act  is  one  he  has  seen  for  centuries.  he’s  grown  cold  to  it.

                 (  but  should  words  strike  a  nerve…                          …  strength  of  character  must  inhibit  further  exploitation.  )

 ❝  if  death  is  what  I  wanted  to  inflict  on  you,  I  would  have  done  so  by  now.  ❞

 the  more  talkative,  the  flashier  the  display…  the  easier  to  see  through  it  ;  he  cares  as  little  as  she  does,  truth  be  told.  with  his  back  straightened,  the  man  disciplines  himself  :  to  leave  no  more  than  the  dying  bout  of  temper  in  his  wake.  a  reaction  he  already  resents  himself  for  having  allowed.  ❝  I  am  convinced  you  have  nothing  that  could  sway  me,  clear?  to  me,  you’re  useless.  the  world  swarms  with  maggots  of  the  corruptible  kind  ——  this  is  your  last  chance  at  targeting  those  instead…  ❞

 ❝  …  and  saving  face  with  me.  ❞

[ensangvines]

 seeing  that  he  has  very  much  disliked  spreading  his  kind  for  over  1000  years,  it  isn’t  often  that  Muzan  himself  will  turn  a  human  into  a  demon.  this  doesn’t  affect  his  views  regarding  humans  &  their  inferiority  to  demons  –  as  it  is  what  he  considers  a  ‘given’  –  but  the  main  reason  (  if  not  the  only  reason  )  has  to  do  with  his  extremely  strict  sense  of  self-preservation.  he,  however,  cannot  control  what  the  other  demons  under  his  command  do  ——  quite  frankly  he  doesn’t  hate  it  enough  that  he  would  want  to  keep  them  from  creating  others  ;  Muzan  knows  for  sure  that  everything  started  from  him,  from  his  own  veins...  and  it’s  this  belief  that  never  instilled  any  desire  in  him  to  risk  ‘wasting’  his  blood  on  ordinary  humans  /  those  with  no  significant  strength.  but  it  didn’t  come  without  trial  and  error.

 it’s  precisely  because  of  this  that  he  is  reluctant  to  turn  others  unless  they’re  a  demon  slayer  or  an  exceptionally  strong  human  being.  he  doesn’t  tend  to  make  exceptions,  either  ——  ideally,  he  sees  it  as  a  favor  on  his  part,  or  even  a  trade  of  sorts.

 and  the  only  way  to  ‘repay’  him  for  the  blood  he  shared  is  by  helping  fulfill  his  goal.

[valtsv]

if you don’t like what i’m doing then you can try to stop me but given that not even god has succeeded yet i don’t fancy your odds

[slayeviil]

𝐼    𝐶𝑅𝑈𝑆𝐻    𝑌𝑂𝑈    again        &        again        ,        but     𝒀𝑶𝑼    𝑫𝑶𝑵'𝑻    𝑫𝑰𝑬  .        You    surge        &        surge  .        𝑌𝑂𝑈    𝑆𝑇𝐴𝑁𝐷    𝑈𝑃    again        &        again  .        𝑼𝑵𝑻𝑰𝑳    𝑫𝑨𝑾𝑵  .        INDEPENDENT        ,        PRIVATE        &        SELECTIVE    KI/METSU    NO    YA/BAI    MULTIMUSE  .        ESTABLISHED        &        BELOVED    BY    YASU    SINCE        6  /  26  /  19  .

personals    /    non    rp    blogs    do    not    reblog  /  repost  .

[creationofagod]

The History of Juneteenth

Instagram: @Blackbirdnetwork

[healere]

SUPPORT BLACK MUNS. SUPPORT BLACK CHARACTERS. SUPPORT THE BLACK FOLK IN THE RPC.

[ensangvines]

 ❛  look  at  it  this  way  :  𝐁𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐆  𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐃  𝐁𝐘  𝐌𝐄  𝐈𝐒  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐄  𝐀𝐒  𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆  𝐀  𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓  𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐘.  you  don't  need  to  think  so  hard  about  it.  rain,  winds,  volcano  eruptions,  earthquakes                  you  can’t  get  revenge  on  a  natural  disaster,  no  matter  how  many  lives  it  takes  away.  ❜

 (  highly  selective  &  private  KIBUTSUJI  MUZAN  of  kimetsu  no  yaiba  as  written  by  kae.  est.  dec.  2019.  )  personal  blogs,  do  NOT  reblog  !

[robustxs]

as long as you are in the demon slayer corps there is no guarantee you will live to tomorrow  . why would I cling to life at this point  ?  no one becomes a hashira with such half-hearted D E T E R M I N A T I O N  .

                              indie  ,  private  and selective | kimetsu no yaiba |  gyomei himejima                                                                                                            as written by panda

[ensangvines]

@animatedatrophy​  sent  :         "his head will be yours before the night is over, my lord." (yahaba)

 before  sunrise?  hardly  possible  ——  a  lowly  demon,  far  from  even  the  concept  of  kizuki,  couldn’t  hope  to  hold  a  slayer’s  head  by  the  hair  as  he  presents  it  to  his  unhallowed  king.  with  knees  bruised  and  praises  sung  to  the  great  progenitor...  they  can  truly  only  get  so  far.  𝐁𝐔𝐓  𝐇𝐄  𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒  𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇  𝐃𝐄𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍,  with  an  ally  so  powerful  that  any  pawn  below  could  think  themselves  an  Upper  Moon  if  the  right  wishes  are  addressed  and  made  to  seem  as  if  their  fulfillment  is  not  out  of  reach.  (  naivete  is  a  terrible  price  to  pay,  but  would  this  concern  Yahaba  now?  would  he  live  another  week  –  or  make  it  through  tonight  alone  –  to  find  out?  )

 for  someone  so  weak...  Kibutsuji  holds  no  hope.  all  the  same,  this  is  not  that  monster  of  a  man  ——  luck  may  be  on  the  arrow  demon’s  side.

 ❝  waste  no  time,  ❞  advice  offered  harshly,  his  breathing  rapid  still.  ❝  if  you  manage,  you  know  what  your  reward  will  be.  ❞

»  𝐔𝐍𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐃  /  𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬  𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 .

[ensangvines]

# 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐒 :   1  /  2  /  3 +   (  Japanese,  English,  Mandarin,  some  German.  ) 𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐕𝐎𝐈𝐂𝐄 :   high  /  average  /  deep 𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓 :   yes  /  no   𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐑 :   confident  /  shy  /  approachable  /  hostile  /  other 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 :   slumped  /  straight  /  stiff  /  relaxed 𝐇𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐒 :   head tilting  /  swaying  /  fidgeting  /  stuttering  /  gesturing  /  arm crossing  /  strokes chin   /  er, um, or other interjections  /  plays with hair or clothing  /  hands at hips  /  inconsistent eye contact  /  maintains eye contact  /  frequent pausing  /  stands close  /  stands at distance

𝘾𝙊𝙈𝙋𝙇𝙀𝙓𝙄𝙏𝙔

𝐕𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐁𝐔𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐘 :   ◼◼◼◼◼ 𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 :   ◼◼◻◻◻ 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐂𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 :   ◼◼◼◼◻

𝙋𝙍𝙊𝙁𝘼𝙉𝙄𝙏𝙔

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐘 :  ◼◻◻◻◻ 𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐘 :   ◼◼◻◻◻

𝘽𝙊𝙇𝘿  𝘼𝙇𝙇  𝙏𝙃𝘼𝙏  𝘼𝙋𝙋𝙇𝙔

arse. ass. asshole. bastard. bitch. bloody. bugger. bollocks. chicken shit. crap. cunt. dick. frick. fuck. horseshit. motherfucker. piss. prick. screw. shit. shitass. son of a bitch. twat. wanker. pussy.

𝙂𝙄𝙑𝙀𝙉  𝙋𝙍𝙊𝙋𝙀𝙍  𝙍𝙀𝙇𝙄𝙂𝙄𝙊𝙐𝙎  𝘾𝙊𝙉𝙏𝙀𝙓𝙏    

christ on a bike. christ on a cracker. damn. goddamn. godsdamn. hell. holy shit. jesus. jesus christ. jesus h christ. jesus h. roosevelt christ. lord have mercy. jesus, mary and joseph. sweet jesus.

𝙏𝙃𝙄𝙎  𝙊𝙍  𝙏𝙃𝘼𝙏

contractions or enunciation? straightforward or cryptic?  jargon or toned? complexity or simplicity? finding the right word or using the first word that comes to mind? masculinity, neutrality, or femininity?  formalities or abrasiveness? praise or equivocation? frankness or lies? excessive or minimal hand gestures? name-calling or magnanimity?  friendly or blunt nicknames?

𝙄𝙈𝙋𝙊𝙍𝙏𝘼𝙉𝙏  𝙌𝙐𝙀𝙎𝙏𝙄𝙊𝙉𝙎

DO PEOPLE HAVE A HARD TIME HEARING OR UNDERSTANDING YOUR MUSE?   almost always  /  frequently  /  sometimes  /  rarely  /  never.

DOES YOUR MUSE’S POINT COME ACROSS EASILY WHEN THEY SPEAK? almost always  /  frequently  /  sometimes  /  rarely  /  never.  

WOULD YOUR MUSE INITIATE CONVERSATIONS? almost always  /  frequently  /  sometimes  /  rarely  /  never.

WOULD YOUR MUSE BE THE ONE TO END CONVERSATIONS?   almost always  /  frequently  /  sometimes  /  rarely  /  never.

WOULD YOUR MUSE USE “WHOM” IN A SENTENCE? yes  /  no  /  only ironically.

YOUR MUSE WANTS TO MAKE A COUNTERPOINT. WHAT WORD DO THEY USE?   but  /  though  /  although  /  however /  perhaps  /  mayhaps  /  UHM ACTUALLY

HOW DOES YOUR MUSE END CONVERSATIONS?   walk away  /  ask if that’s everything  /  say that that’s everything  /  give a proper goodbye  /  tell their company they’re done here  /  remain quiet  /  they don’t.

HOW DOES YOUR MUSE ADDRESS OTHERS?   titles  /  first names  /  surnames  /  full names  /  nicknames.

WHAT SOCIAL CLASS WOULD OTHERS ASSUME YOUR MUSE BELONGS TO, HEARING THEM SPEAK?   upper  /  middle  /  lower

IN WHAT WAYS DOES THE WAY YOUR MUSE SPEAK STAND OUT TO OTHERS?   accent  /  vocabulary  /  tone  /  level  /  politeness  /  brusqueness  /  it doesn’t.

TAGGED  BY  :  @divinefell​​  !  smoch  for  isla. TAGGING  :  whoever  has  yet  to  do  it  !

[ensangvines]

*  𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐀𝐙𝐄𝐈.

Oh, the thrill of the unknown. ( Potential prey? Or a predator standing before him? ) It was all too easy to become the undoing of many creatures and vermin that walked the path of dark, forsaking their humanity for the lust of power and need. Alucard has seen first hand the horrors of humanity and the murderous monsters that sought out shelter in the dark and that only amuses him, only tempts him to dig deep into the chest cavity and feel the pounding, frantically beating heart pound in his grasp before he crushed it whole.

Does the one before him know of the nightmarish tragedies Alucard could create? Of course not, they had just encountered another in a brisk, cold night. ( Would he be worth the effort of showing himself in the act of hellish entertainment? )  The other openly calls themselves perfect and that earns him a laugh from the count, deadly and horrid fangs revealed in a wicked grin.

“There is no such thing as perfect.” Alucard counters, but he remains entertained by the other regardless, his tall frame towering over the other as he speaks. — “But humor me, will you have a stroll with your fellow monster? I am sure you have stories to tell as do  I. Let’s enjoy the evening, it is beautiful, after all.”

 with  a  retort  like  that,  anyone  sharing  the  same  sentiments  would  let  claws  have  the  last  laugh.  a  human  would  cower,  horrified  by  the  revealed  demonic  traits  ;  retaliation  would  be  met  with  another  swing  at  that  which  grants  them  the  𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐃  𝐆𝐈𝐅𝐓  𝐎𝐅  𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓  ——  if  unable  to  recognize  faultlessness  from  a  mere  glance,  they  shouldn’t  be  in  his  presence.  neither  is  unearthly  laughter  a  proposition  for  disrupting  the  peace  between  two  wicked  beings  attempting  to  understand  each  other  :  not  enough  to  stir  him.  (  perhaps  far  from  being  perfect  –  curse  the  lack  of  clues  about  what  he  has  desired  for  centuries  –  he  is  still  closer  to  it  than  anyone  else.  )  the  vicious  ones  always  seek  a  reaction,  one  that  could  break  the  veil  made  of  impassivity…  and  they  always  bark  before  sinking  their  teeth,  but  𝐇𝐄  𝐈𝐒  𝐍𝐎  𝐃𝐎𝐆.

                 thus  nails  retain  their  blunt  shape,  cold  hands  poised  at  his  sides.

 a  stroll  and  a  chat  ;  as  though  a  partnership  could  ever  bloom  out  of  something  so  dangerous  so  quickly.  unfazed  by  the  other’s  height,  all  Muzan  indulges  in  is  a  quick  assessment  of  the  creature’s  form  –  head  to  toe  –  before  he  begins  to  walk  and  lead  the  way.  only  time  can  tell  what  he’s  got  to  win  from  this  whole  encounter.

 ❝  enjoying  it  ——  have  you  no  other  choice  in  the  matter?  ❞

[ensangvines]

 I  know  I  said  it  in  my  rules  that  I  wouldn't  be  toning  down  Muzan's  character  at  all  when  writing  him  ——  but  I  want  to  bring  some  reassurance  to  the  dash  for  future  interactions  &  such  because  chatting  with  some  of  you  reminded  me  to  put  this  here.  if  anything  he  says  or  does  in  our  threads  makes  you  uncomfortable  or  triggers  you  in  any  way,  please  let  me  know  !  yes,  he  is  a  villain  and  a  tyrant  ——  the  verbal  /  psychological  abuse  and  manipulation  skills  he's  proved  to  be  a  master  of  are  typical  villainous  traits.  these  things  are  supposed  to  be  part  of  what  makes  up  his  character.  but  I  will  say  as  many  times  as  needed,  that  your  comfort  in  interacting  with  him  is  more  important  to  me.

 I  will  still  not  dumb  him  down.  I  will  still  not  ever  attempt  to  normalize  /  romanticize  his  actions.  I  still  write  a  villain  at  the  end  of  the  day  and  I  don't  think  there's  much  –  if  anything,  really  –  that  can  redeem  him.  but  if  there's  anything  that  I  can  help  with  in  order  for  us  to  have  a  more  relaxed  /  pleasant  interaction,  rest  assured  that  I'm  going  to  offer  it  !  ilu  all.  ♡

[tiredie]