delude yourself

chrome dokuro; other half of vongola's mist. affiliated with fates rewritten.

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クローム by サバノミソニ

[illudersis-blog]

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my muse's reaction to yours slowly slipping a knife into their chest.

Her first thought is, I'm sorry. (Sorry for all the things she's done, all the things he's done because of her. Sorry for all the things she couldn't do, all the things she's wanted to do for him.)

Her next is, Why does this hurt?

There's a pain in her chest that has nothing to do with the blood blooming across her front and everything to do with the man in front of her. She reaches out with a trembling hand to lift his chin, to meet his eyes to hers, because she just wants him to be the last thing she sees --

-- which is stupidly sentimental, but she supposes dying does things to people.

His eyes pierce through her, through the mask she has over her face, and she watches as the rage fades, replaced by confusion.

She feels his hand reach for the bottom of the mask.

Chrome tries to stop him -- no, this isn't what he's supposed to do, this isn't what he's supposed to see -- but there's no strength left in her body, so the cloth slides off of her head anyway.

She's aware just enough to see his confusion turn to shock, and she wants to apologize for all her lies, his pain, her love --

-- but there's no air left in her lungs, and her eye closes for the last time with blood on her lips and him in her heart.

[murderousbird-deactivated201502]

Send me §, for my muse's reaction to yours slowly slipping a knife into their chest.

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Send me "Goodbye" for the last voice message my muse leaves for yours before they die.

[illudersis-blog]

"Treat me as you see fit. I’ll still protect you. It’s my role after all."

Her jaw clenches. "That's not fair," she says quietly. "I don't -- I don't need protection." (Rather, she doesn't deserve it. He could do so, so much better.) "Don't waste your time."

(What she means is, Don't get hurt because of me.)

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Send my muse one of the following to see how they react! (Fluffy)

"You. Me. Cuddle. Now."

"Don’t move, I just got comfy."

"I’m scared, hold me!"

"I bit my lip. Will you kiss it better?"

"Tickle war has been declared!"

"Bunny pyjamas, really?"

"I’ve never seen so many kittens in one place."

"Come on, just one bite."

"How do you accidentally buy sixty birthday cakes?”

"I never imagined you were so… ticklish."

"You’re so huggable."

"You’re under arrest for being too cute. Put your hands where I can hold them."

"Have you fallen asleep on me?"

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I can’t see anything.

"You -- you're not supposed to," she shoots back, keeping the pillow pressed against his face. The woman pushes him none-too-gently backward, back through the doorway and out of the room. "Hibari, y-you --"

"A-at least knock!"

[illudersis-blog]

♪ ♣

♪: A song (or two) that I associate with my character

Concrete Angel by Martina McBride and Gravity by Sara [insert last name ere] are two songs I kind of associate with Chrome, especially considering her relationship with Mukuro. There's a lot of possible takes on the Chrome/Mukuro dynamic, but personally the one thing that remains constant throughout all interpretations and alternate universes is that they'll always be profoundly important to each other in some way.

♣: The url I wanted but didn't get

I actually wanted illusione, but illudersis was free -- and it's the next best thing, really.

[illudersis-blog]

Did you hear that?

"Wh-what?" Chrome's eyebrows come together in a frown. "No ... no, I hear nothi --" Crash. The faint sound of running children turn into full-blown shrieks as they run around the bookstore, and the woman pales slightly. "... Ah." 

It's long to be a long day.

[shirayukkis]

霧の守護者

[cittamemes]

Send me a sentence for my character’s reaction:

I’d rather die.

Did you hear that?

I know what I saw.

That doesn’t make any sense.

Promise me, you’ll never do that again…

Don’t touch me.

We make a good team.

What’s the news?

Do you hear yourself?

Are those wedding bells I detect?

You stole that from me

You’re joking, right?

I can’t see anything.

You’re bleeding…

Are you drunk?

Who do you think you are?

Don’t leave.

How did that happen?

Why won’t you believe me?

I want to help.

I’m not going to make it.

Tell me the truth.

You’re cut off.

You’ll come bail me out, right?

You’re scaring me.

[rpmememaker]

Random Sentences (Angsty ones)

"How do you really feel about me?"

"Can’t you pretend to love me this once?"

"Would you care if I was gone?"

"Don’t you know the hell I go through to keep you safe?"

"I can’t take this any longer. Help me."

"Deep down, you’re scared. Aren’t you?"

"You’ll stay alone if you push others away."

"How many lives have you taken with your own hands?"

"Just for today. Please."

"You’re the only one who’s never called me that…"

"We can make it work! Let’s run away together, you and me!"

"I… have loved you this whole time."

"Treat me as you see fit. I’ll still protect you. It’s my role after all."

"Maybe it’s too much for me to expect kindness."

"You give me meaning, even if you take it away."

"Please… hold me. Don’t say anything, just… hold me."

[illudersis-blog]

SEND ME A SYMBOL AND I WILL TELL YOU:

♪: A song (or two) that I associate with my character

♥: Most wanted AU

♦: Someone I follow and never roleplay with but enjoy watching from afar

♣: The url I wanted but didn't get

♠: A character I desperately want to roleplay with

‽: An unpopular/unusual ship with my character that I love

✄: Something about my portrayal that differs from others

✰: A reaction image I will probably never use

☠: A popular fanon headcanon about my character that bugs me

☢: Something about my character that I've never explored but want to

☃: A character I played on a whim and gave up on

✌: A character I played on a whim and FELL IN LOVE WITH

❅: A character I'm tempted to play

✔: What got me into roleplaying

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Critique Time!

Send me your thoughts on my character so far!

Remember! This is an AU and aspects of a character’s personality can change, so bear that in mind!

Possible points to talk about

► How well I have adapted my character to the AU

► Possible plot suggestions or even headcanons you think may fit my character

► How you feel I could become more involved, if I’m not already

► Advice, tips, pointers etc!!

[illudersis-blog]

An alternate universe where Hibari's a demon, Chrome's a demon, and neither of them are very good at what they do.

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[illudersis-blog]

save the last dance, mini event (hibari)

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Her hands are delicate, and her fingers are thin as they lace with his. Her touch is light as a feather when it rests on Hibari’s shoulder. The string quartet begins an easy waltz with a slight bounce in its 3/4 rhythm. Quite frankly, he’s not too sure what this woman means by not being the kind of dancer he’s looking for. She does quite well with following all of his steps.

Hibari offers a grin, almost feral. "You’re doing quite well though," he says, giving the masked woman a playful squeeze as he leads her across the polished marble floor. Briefly, he has the bizarre thought that, perhaps, he might know this woman, and that this woman might know him.

Which is ridiculous, so he squashes that thought right away. The whole point of a masquerade is to be anonymous.

"But of course," he responds. Under normal circumstances, Hibari would have reeled at taking suggestions from another person. On the other hand, he supposes that it doesn’t hurt to play along just for tonight. He’ll enlighten her for a little while.

[illudersis-blog]

She can tell he's a good dancer from the moment he pulls her onto the floor, his body moving with a strong, easy grace. Chrome doesn't stop the soft smile that crosses her face when she sees his grin -- predatory, almost, but playful rather than dangerous.

"Only because I have a good partner," the woman responds. She laughs when he places a bit of pressure on her waist, bringing her closer. "You're better at this than I."

Her chest feels light, like an invisible weight has been lifted from her body, and Chrome responds to the man's direction with ease. They dance and continue dancing, steps and spins across the ballroom floor --

-- until the song ends, and she finds herself pressed against him. (Chrome can feel the warmth emanating from his chest, his body, and there's a red flush creeping down her neck.) The woman jerks slightly in surprise with a breathy "Oh!" as she's brought back to reality.

Suddenly, Chrome has no idea what to do with her hands. "I-I'm sorry, um -- ?" She's glancing around, as if there's something that would tell her what to do, but there's nothing -- so she tenses and simply avoids looking at the man's masked face, her cheeks burning.