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— // take my eyes ; take my sight. we are the ode to all of the rabbits killed by malicious magicians ; we are the abandoned stars down hollywood boulevard. anxious in the hands of a mighty god, we turn our faces to the sky and dance in the names of our ancestors. we beg for retribution, for revelation knowing religion is unbelief. yet, we covet it : we crave some understanding of the great world around us. our blood boils, our bones break, and yet : we remain. the witches you forgot to burn. — // independent multimuse. canon + ocs. organized by montana. please read rules + view appropriate muses before interaction.
send in the name of a muse you’re unfamiliar with, and i’ll tell you a few things about them, as well as how i think they’d get along with your muse! BONUS: if you’re also a multimuse, i’ll list some of your muses they might get along with.
MOON REVERSED. the little shop is inactive, as it normally is, and inside is the young owner—— sipping idly at a cup of tea as the vesuvian rain gently pattered against the window. asra was away, julian's shop closed for the night, and she's certain that nadia was sleeping idly within the palace walls. blue eyes blink slowly, watching the rain fog up the window. empty tea cup prominent, she peers down into the leaves... frowning at the result.
* WHAT’S A GOD TO A NONBELIEVER ? ( rapturefell· )
❝ YOU SPEAK AS THOUGH YOUR POWER ECLIPSES MINE. YOUR SENSIBILITIES ARE … UNFORTUNATE, AT BEST. ❞ can he not smell the ether that coalesces, feel the thrumming of its power from every fiber of his being? this is divine blood that runs through his system, an engine fired from tragedy and sulfur, where the scars still burn with a miserable delight from above. gloved digits rise as the shadows obey his thought, his presence growing with an unbearable gravity that stills even air and breath itself. perhaps they can stave off his force; he doubts it, but he’s been surprised before.
❝ raise your hackles against me once more, and we will see who is GOD and subordinate. ❞ // * @liibrorums.
HADES BORNE. ' i haven't bended the knee to anyone before, and i don't plan to now, ' the son of hades spits words like venom, feels death in his veins and agony in his wake. he has ascended now ; no god stops him when the hallucinogenic runs like blood through his pulse. he is no god, but he has the blood of one—— the blood of a powerful one at that. he is familiar with subjugation, familiar with the hatred at the hands of the other gods. as the other divine being raises his shadows, aeton's own rise to guard him —— they are dwarfed in comparison to the other figure's power, but aeton is not here to kill a god. only to strike a deal with one. his heart is heavy, his body heavier, but death is no escape, and aeton karas
all teenagers scare the living shit out of me, @skulheart . / sc.
VICTIM STRIKE. ' so having this... persona. ' shiho mumbles quietly, sitting next to ryuji as they wait on the other members of the phantom thieves to arrive at the train station. she's nervous, and she's expressed that multiple times ( it's up to twelve now. ) to ryuji, who's been one of her greatest unseen allies during this time of strife. of course, ann's been by her side since day one, and akira has been more than a wonderful leader, but she didn't expect ryuji to take up for her as much as he has. ( hindsight is 20/20, though. ) ' were you ever afraid of yours? '
independent multimuse. canon + oc. collected by montana. / we are the ode to all of the rabbits killed by malicious magicians ; we are the abandoned stars down hollywood boulevard. anxious in the hands of a mighty god, we turn our faces to the sky and dance in the names of our ancestors. we beg for retribution, for revelation knowing religion is unbelief. yet, we covet it : we crave some understanding of the great world around us. our blood boils, our bones break, and yet : we remain.
DETECTIVE THEORY. ' stop biting your nails. ' in true kirigiri fashion, kyouko enters the agency without much sound, arching a brow at the sight of shuichi sitting at a desk, chewing nervously on his thumbnail. ' it's unbecoming. ' she stretches, removing her jacket as she closes the door to her own office, sitting with shuichi in the main room. ' what are you so nervous about, saihara-kun ? '
MOON REVERSED. and yes, she knows she shares a name with nadia's owl / familiar. it's become somewhat of a running joke ; sometimes, when nadia calls for her, she'll refuse to answer playfully, claiming that she didn't know which chandra she was calling for.
independent portrayal of the apprentice from nix hydra’s ‘the arcana’
name: chandra oberon
species: human ( magician )
gender identity: cis female ( she / her )
orientation: pansexual
hair color: dark blue in the mortal world / white in the realms of the major arcana
eye color: dark blue in the mortal world / white in the realms of the major arcana
height: 5′5′’
please do not rb. this is not a promo.
HAVING DIED during the plague of vesuvia, chandra oberon has spent the last three years studying under skilled magician asra alnazar in a futile attempt to restore her magic to its former glory. a sickly and frail girl with a sharp wit and a big heart, chandra takes it upon herself to make sure the shop is cared for in asra’s absence when he wanders off into the world for big adventures. after the events of the arcana series, chandra returns to her shop with her newfound knowledge and potential romantic interest, running the shop alongside her closest friend and filling in the blanks where her body created no memory due to her death. though she herself is best associated with the fool arcana, chandra has always had a greater pull to that of the moon arcana, and as such creates a celestial aesthetic in her spellcasting. her magic is powerful but not focused-- she can conjure flame due to the burning of her body after she died of the plague ( which she refuses to do after learning of the way her body was disposed of, developing a fear of flame ), but her most prominent skill is the manipulation of space and time around her. it appears like she's creating small galaxies in her hands as she shifts the planes but doesn't do it in the company of people other than asra for fear of scaring/hurting them. her personal goals involve finding peace and serenity as well as growing to be a stronger magician every day.
hey, gang, here are some updates that’ll be taking place over the next week or so ( i’m not dead, i’ve just been working + trying not to die because retail is horrible ). first, i will be archiving kirigiri ( @detectivetheory ) and moving her to this blog. i’ll be keeping the detectivetheory url because i peaked with url making in 2016 and i can’t come back from that. second, i will be archiving aesop ( @preservive ) and moving him to this blog. same rules apply. i’ll be reblogging some of my greatest hits from their blogs to this blog, so expect a lot of traffic from them on this blog in the next little bit. third, i will be adding chandra oberon / the apprentice from the arcana series to this blog, and the reason i’m mentioning this is because if someone rps asra and/or julian for me i’ll give you my entire fucking skull. these changes mean that i will operating solely from my multimuse blog, and i encourage those who still want to write with me to follow this blog.
edit : minako will still be on her own independent blog @ foolscomplex. she is LOW ACTIVITY AND HIGHLY SELECTIVE.
remember that i am more active on discord @ motherconjurer#1158 than i am on here most days because i work 8+ hour work days every day with very few days off. i love you all and i’m looking forward to getting back to the grind.