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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
My memories are eternal and indestructible.
* 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· .
* 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. ❞
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.
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
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❛ 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 !
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
@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. ❞
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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
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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.
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* 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? ❞
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. ♡