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INACTIVE/ARCHIVED ACCT - diva of blood+ - 18+ only - semi-selective

[malitiosa-a]

♛ RULES ♛

Hi, my name is Gen!

- If you wanna interact with me, please don’t be afraid to do so. Chances are, I’ll be super thrilled if you do! I have social anxiety which makes me hesitate to reach out to new people but I love making new friends!

- I’m on Discord. I mostly hang out with my group of gaming friends, but I’m always happy to meet new people. If you ever want to hit me up on there, just PM me and I’ll provide you my username :)

Roleplaying!

- Diva is a vampire—a sadistic, immature, naïve, and spoiled vampire Queen. Be wary of gore and violence with the occasional sexual themes as well.

- I am not my muse. I do not share her morals, beliefs, and ideals. She is a fictional character whom I love. I don’t love what she stands for, nor do I condone her actions in canon.

- I’m 100% okay with going back and fixing/re-writing a thread response if it helps you or our thread move forward easier. Just let me know, please.

- I am semi-selective of whom I follow/follow back. I take the time to read rules and character bios, whether you’re an OC blog or a canon character blog, and make the decision then. Please don’t take it personally if I don’t follow you back.

- Regarding shipping: Personally, I am a huge multi-shipper but when it comes to my muses, I enjoy chemistry. I’m for all kinds of ships: romantic, platonic, antagonistic, familial, etc.

- Regarding smut: Mun is of age. I’ll write smut with you and your muse once I feel comfortable, and if there’s chemistry. IT WILL ALWAYS BE CONSENSUAL. NO IFS, ANDS, OR BUTS. 

- Regarding fight threads: Diva is very nearly immortal. In canon, we find out that the only way to kill a Chiropteran Queen is by poisoning her with the blood of her twin or ripping off her head. Otherwise, she can’t be killed, only significantly weakened if she’s deprived of blood or if she’s kept in a battle for too long. No God-modding, please. Let’s talk it out if your muse is super powerful, too.

Portrayal!

- I portray Diva as a mix between her personality from the anime and manga. In the anime, Diva is a bit more cold and calculating, more vicious. IMO, she feeds on the idea of vengeance to fuel her and her goals. In the manga, Diva’s mentality is put into reverse and she behaves/speaks like a child and is manipulated by most, if not all, the men in her life. She is still incredibly powerful, but has a fragile mental state due to traumas endured in childhood while growing up in The Zoo. I try to find the middle ground b/w these two Divas in hopes of finding the “Goldilocks Zone” where her development can be maximized. However, how I portray Diva is my own interpretation and headcanons - every Diva-mun is fabulous and different in their own way. However, I’m always happy to take constructive criticism about my portrayal of Diva—I love to learn other people’s take on her character and continue improving. Even though Blood+ is a small and dying fandom, if you have any ideas or inputs, please send me a message!

Icons!

- All manga Diva and anime Diva icons have been cropped and edited by me. Please ask for permission before using them for your own muse.

-All edited icons (such as icons made of fanart) I have that aren’t mine are from people on LiveJournal who’ve stated explicitly that they are OK with people using and editing their icons. If at any time, you recognize the icon and know that their rules have changed, please let me know and I will take them down and stop using my edited version. Thank you!

[malitiosa-a]

I MISS YOU SO MUCH.

{ I MISS YOU TOO!! SO GLAD TO SEE YOU'RE STILL ACTIVE! How have you been?? }

[malitiosa-a]

A young woman, painfully familiar, stands in the shadows of her origins. The tower was miraculously still standing depsite the years. Beneath the weak winter sun, the structure rose in stark isolation - tall and narrow. Its silhouette cut sharply against the sky, like her blade turned upright. It had been abandoned ever since that fateful day when Diva tried to take control of her own life, standing empty ever since - timeless, forgotten by everyone except nature. Once upon a time, she might've looked upon the tower were she was kept prisoner and felt her blood burn with rage. Once upon a time, she might've destroyed it with her bare hands, erasing any evidence that she was ever weak, leaving nothing but rubble and ruin in her wake. But she was older now, and the rage did not come. Instead, she felt... nothing. The woman shehad been was not the woman who stood in the tower's shadows now. She was jaded, colder, sharper - as was natural for a Queen left to fend for herself for decades.

"Perhaps it's time for a makeover," Diva mused as she stepped forward, heel clacking against the stone path.

[malitiosa-a]

Good evening.

The young queen's gaze sharpened like the point of her rapier as it came upon the other. She had always heard of the term 'like staring into a mirror' but never believed she would ever experience it firsthand. Saya may be her identical twin but even she was easily distinguished from her counterpart, not like the woman who greeted her so casually; they were the same, right down to the hairs from her childhood that she never outgrew.

Her fingers twitched at her side with the sudden need to touch the other's face, to test if it was truly a reflection... or something worse.

True to her own nature, she buried her growing anxiety and hid it behind a vicious smile. Never let anyone see your fear.

"Why, good evening," Diva purred.

[malitiosa-a]

The anxiety that had been twisting in her chest had blessedly lessened. She found it easier to breathe, easier to smile at the other woman. There was no reason to cross or be crossed, but she knew herself well enough to keep her armor firmly in place... just in case.

The brief tale of how the Other Diva came to meet her did raise a brow. Yes, she had seen the Wizard of Oz (it never ceased to amaze her how much could change during her thirty years of Hibernation), and silently doubted her.

'But then again,' Diva thought. 'I am face to face with myself and it's certainly no illusion.' If Amshel were still alive, the bastard would no doubt be beside himself with burning questions and less than appealing methods of testing his hypotheses. With that, she decided then to put aside her doubt.

She wondered about the life the Other Diva lived in her world. Perhaps she lived extravagantly or contained a wealth of knowledge. Perhaps she had accomplished what Diva could not and Chiroptera lived freer lives. Perhaps she was still mother to her own children.

"Fascinating what amazing things you can find when you're bored, isn't it? A door to another world! You have to show me where it is."

After all, who wouldn't want to covet a portal? The advantages she could gain from it made her heart skip in her chest. Maybe she could even find a way to regain what she had lost.

[operabled]

“Well hopefully that door is still here. It’s just that it came out of nowhere… I wasn’t expecting to even meet you. Me. Oh you know.” Diva threw her hands up in the air.

“I was trying to see if maybe I could go shopping, I’m running out of clothes then like a cat curiosity reigned me. I really would like to see… how much different we are. Or maybe there’s things you’ve done…” The places you’ll go, the stories to come, Diva could bat off a whole list. Where should she start? She leaned forward hands on her knees, still inspecting her twin-clone.

“Guess you have some questions for me… we’re going to be here a long time… but if you would like to follow me I’d like that if not I could just tell my life story. Unless we really do share more than I thought? Oh fates—what if you’re the other other me?”

Diva cupped her face. “As a matter of fact I will tell you what I know.”

[malitiosa-a]

The Other Diva was right. Sharing their stories with each other would take some time. If she had intended to go shopping before stepping through the mysterious door, then it seems their next destination was already decided. Besides, it had been some time since Diva had updated her own wardrobe.

Diva stepped forward and linked arms with the other. She already knew two identical women were no doubt going to draw glances and double takes. Luckily, if anyone dared to ask, it would be easy to dismiss them by claiming to be identical twins - sisters.

She ignored the way her chest tightened thinking about sisters and instead told the Other Diva, "Let's go shopping and while we're looking we can share stories with each other. There's a mall nearby I can take you to!"

As they began walking, Diva pondered what she would ask first. Her chest ached and she asked non-nonchalantly, "Tell me about your Saya."

[operabled]

“Saya…” She whispered, ignoring the curling ball in her chest. Of course there was the age old question. Her twin sister, her other self— two sides of the same coin.

“Believe it or not we live together… well, we used to. A lot of things happened, I’m not sure if you’d like to hear it all but we weren’t getting along. I can say it’s my fault. She gave me chances… I didn’t want them so I left. She visits every now and again. Big sister Saya … I guess she’s the same as yours? I kind of don’t care to be honest with her quirks well day. She still cares about those humans… those disgusting rats. A glutton, her appetite is rich in all kinds of junk food, she even got me hooked on it.”

Diva tightened her hold with their linked arms, glancing at her then into space. “It used to be a safe place for us… I know she tried to make it for me that way…”

They were just entirely two different people. How could it that two people from the same mother have such conflicting views so much it literally and figuratively split the household?

“I think I’m talking too much… we should just buy out the entire store we’re going to. Hey, do you drink coffee? Eat sweets? Am I getting off track?”

[malitiosa-a]

Something vile rose up in Diva, something that made her fingers twitch with the desire to snatch them away from the Other Diva. With great effort, she forced those emotions down and glanced away to an unassuming crack in the sidewalk.

So the Other Diva and the Other Saya had once lived together? They were amicable enough that the Other Diva seemed to look back on those times with great nostalgia. It even seemed like they bonded. The anger she felt was familiar - it was jealousy.

"That sounds nice," Diva replied absentmindedly, lost in the What Ifs. "I've never enjoyed coffee but I like sweets every now and then. I can't say I'd prefer it over a decent heart or two, though. Are you glutton like our sister?"

As the women entered the first store, Diva busied herself with examining a spring dress. "I like the idea of buying out the whole store. Would be good passive income. What do you think of this one, darling? There may be better stores for us."

[operabled]

Was it something she said? She noticed the others visible recoil yet something stopped her. Diva examined her doppelgänger, really looked at her. The same blue eyes held a great conflict and turmoil larger than her own. No— they were the same.

“Dont worry, we aren’t close… it was much more of a forced arrangement. I guess you could say I needed a little guidance if I was going to make it in the world, some say I’m too naive. Guess you could blame it that I was dormant in that horrible room for years. By the way which part do you want to hear? Big sister Saya and I only shared a house because a friend of our mother’s… funny, huh?” Their mother wasn’t worth a conversation, leading up to Saya’s move out Diva rattled around the house by herself. Not a problem since she craved the solitude.

Finally paying attention, Diva stroked the dress in front of her. She really liked this one. “I love it if you do. I actually have money on me. Before someone kind of it controlled it. Wherever you like to go I’ll follow.”

[malitiosa-a]

It felt strange to have someone look her in the eye and understand her on such a deep level. Diva prided herself on masking her true emotions behind cruelty and rage, but the Other Diva took one glance at her and reassured her in a way she needed.

Her shoulders relaxed as she touched the fabric of a pair of jeans. Somehow, it made her feel less lonely to know that the Other Diva hadn't achieved what she secretly longed for - an affectionate bond with Saya.

"How did such an arrangement happen?" She ventured. "My Saya is... much less forgiving. She'd sooner run me through with her sword than ever entertain the thought of living with me. Even by force."

Diva glanced around the store and noticed what they have to sell - summer and spring clothing, and there were plenty of customers milling around. It was whimsical and girly, catering to women of all ages though it was clear younger women were their target audience. So long as they had the latest fashions, they would continue to have business flowing in like a river. "Shall we begin our take over, then? I have enough for a couple businesses. I haven't... splurged in a long time."

[malitiosa-a]

Good evening.

The young queen's gaze sharpened like the point of her rapier as it came upon the other. She had always heard of the term 'like staring into a mirror' but never believed she would ever experience it firsthand. Saya may be her identical twin but even she was easily distinguished from her counterpart, not like the woman who greeted her so casually; they were the same, right down to the hairs from her childhood that she never outgrew.

Her fingers twitched at her side with the sudden need to touch the other's face, to test if it was truly a reflection... or something worse.

True to her own nature, she buried her growing anxiety and hid it behind a vicious smile. Never let anyone see your fear.

"Why, good evening," Diva purred.

[malitiosa-a]

The anxiety that had been twisting in her chest had blessedly lessened. She found it easier to breathe, easier to smile at the other woman. There was no reason to cross or be crossed, but she knew herself well enough to keep her armor firmly in place... just in case.

The brief tale of how the Other Diva came to meet her did raise a brow. Yes, she had seen the Wizard of Oz (it never ceased to amaze her how much could change during her thirty years of Hibernation), and silently doubted her.

'But then again,' Diva thought. 'I am face to face with myself and it's certainly no illusion.' If Amshel were still alive, the bastard would no doubt be beside himself with burning questions and less than appealing methods of testing his hypotheses. With that, she decided then to put aside her doubt.

She wondered about the life the Other Diva lived in her world. Perhaps she lived extravagantly or contained a wealth of knowledge. Perhaps she had accomplished what Diva could not and Chiroptera lived freer lives. Perhaps she was still mother to her own children.

"Fascinating what amazing things you can find when you're bored, isn't it? A door to another world! You have to show me where it is."

After all, who wouldn't want to covet a portal? The advantages she could gain from it made her heart skip in her chest. Maybe she could even find a way to regain what she had lost.

[operabled]

“Well hopefully that door is still here. It’s just that it came out of nowhere… I wasn’t expecting to even meet you. Me. Oh you know.” Diva threw her hands up in the air.

“I was trying to see if maybe I could go shopping, I’m running out of clothes then like a cat curiosity reigned me. I really would like to see… how much different we are. Or maybe there’s things you’ve done…” The places you’ll go, the stories to come, Diva could bat off a whole list. Where should she start? She leaned forward hands on her knees, still inspecting her twin-clone.

“Guess you have some questions for me… we’re going to be here a long time… but if you would like to follow me I’d like that if not I could just tell my life story. Unless we really do share more than I thought? Oh fates—what if you’re the other other me?”

Diva cupped her face. “As a matter of fact I will tell you what I know.”

[malitiosa-a]

The Other Diva was right. Sharing their stories with each other would take some time. If she had intended to go shopping before stepping through the mysterious door, then it seems their next destination was already decided. Besides, it had been some time since Diva had updated her own wardrobe.

Diva stepped forward and linked arms with the other. She already knew two identical women were no doubt going to draw glances and double takes. Luckily, if anyone dared to ask, it would be easy to dismiss them by claiming to be identical twins - sisters.

She ignored the way her chest tightened thinking about sisters and instead told the Other Diva, "Let's go shopping and while we're looking we can share stories with each other. There's a mall nearby I can take you to!"

As they began walking, Diva pondered what she would ask first. Her chest ached and she asked non-nonchalantly, "Tell me about your Saya."

[operabled]

“Saya…” She whispered, ignoring the curling ball in her chest. Of course there was the age old question. Her twin sister, her other self— two sides of the same coin.

“Believe it or not we live together… well, we used to. A lot of things happened, I’m not sure if you’d like to hear it all but we weren’t getting along. I can say it’s my fault. She gave me chances… I didn’t want them so I left. She visits every now and again. Big sister Saya … I guess she’s the same as yours? I kind of don’t care to be honest with her quirks well day. She still cares about those humans… those disgusting rats. A glutton, her appetite is rich in all kinds of junk food, she even got me hooked on it.”

Diva tightened her hold with their linked arms, glancing at her then into space. “It used to be a safe place for us… I know she tried to make it for me that way…”

They were just entirely two different people. How could it that two people from the same mother have such conflicting views so much it literally and figuratively split the household?

“I think I’m talking too much… we should just buy out the entire store we’re going to. Hey, do you drink coffee? Eat sweets? Am I getting off track?”

[malitiosa-a]

Something vile rose up in Diva, something that made her fingers twitch with the desire to snatch them away from the Other Diva. With great effort, she forced those emotions down and glanced away to an unassuming crack in the sidewalk.

So the Other Diva and the Other Saya had once lived together? They were amicable enough that the Other Diva seemed to look back on those times with great nostalgia. It even seemed like they bonded. The anger she felt was familiar - it was jealousy.

"That sounds nice," Diva replied absentmindedly, lost in the What Ifs. "I've never enjoyed coffee but I like sweets every now and then. I can't say I'd prefer it over a decent heart or two, though. Are you glutton like our sister?"

As the women entered the first store, Diva busied herself with examining a spring dress. "I like the idea of buying out the whole store. Would be good passive income. What do you think of this one, darling? There may be better stores for us."

[malitiosa-a]

Good evening.

The young queen's gaze sharpened like the point of her rapier as it came upon the other. She had always heard of the term 'like staring into a mirror' but never believed she would ever experience it firsthand. Saya may be her identical twin but even she was easily distinguished from her counterpart, not like the woman who greeted her so casually; they were the same, right down to the hairs from her childhood that she never outgrew.

Her fingers twitched at her side with the sudden need to touch the other's face, to test if it was truly a reflection... or something worse.

True to her own nature, she buried her growing anxiety and hid it behind a vicious smile. Never let anyone see your fear.

"Why, good evening," Diva purred.

[malitiosa-a]

The anxiety that had been twisting in her chest had blessedly lessened. She found it easier to breathe, easier to smile at the other woman. There was no reason to cross or be crossed, but she knew herself well enough to keep her armor firmly in place... just in case.

The brief tale of how the Other Diva came to meet her did raise a brow. Yes, she had seen the Wizard of Oz (it never ceased to amaze her how much could change during her thirty years of Hibernation), and silently doubted her.

'But then again,' Diva thought. 'I am face to face with myself and it's certainly no illusion.' If Amshel were still alive, the bastard would no doubt be beside himself with burning questions and less than appealing methods of testing his hypotheses. With that, she decided then to put aside her doubt.

She wondered about the life the Other Diva lived in her world. Perhaps she lived extravagantly or contained a wealth of knowledge. Perhaps she had accomplished what Diva could not and Chiroptera lived freer lives. Perhaps she was still mother to her own children.

"Fascinating what amazing things you can find when you're bored, isn't it? A door to another world! You have to show me where it is."

After all, who wouldn't want to covet a portal? The advantages she could gain from it made her heart skip in her chest. Maybe she could even find a way to regain what she had lost.

[operabled]

“Well hopefully that door is still here. It’s just that it came out of nowhere… I wasn’t expecting to even meet you. Me. Oh you know.” Diva threw her hands up in the air.

“I was trying to see if maybe I could go shopping, I’m running out of clothes then like a cat curiosity reigned me. I really would like to see… how much different we are. Or maybe there’s things you’ve done…” The places you’ll go, the stories to come, Diva could bat off a whole list. Where should she start? She leaned forward hands on her knees, still inspecting her twin-clone.

“Guess you have some questions for me… we’re going to be here a long time… but if you would like to follow me I’d like that if not I could just tell my life story. Unless we really do share more than I thought? Oh fates—what if you’re the other other me?”

Diva cupped her face. “As a matter of fact I will tell you what I know.”

[malitiosa-a]

The Other Diva was right. Sharing their stories with each other would take some time. If she had intended to go shopping before stepping through the mysterious door, then it seems their next destination was already decided. Besides, it had been some time since Diva had updated her own wardrobe.

Diva stepped forward and linked arms with the other. She already knew two identical women were no doubt going to draw glances and double takes. Luckily, if anyone dared to ask, it would be easy to dismiss them by claiming to be identical twins - sisters.

She ignored the way her chest tightened thinking about sisters and instead told the Other Diva, "Let's go shopping and while we're looking we can share stories with each other. There's a mall nearby I can take you to!"

As they began walking, Diva pondered what she would ask first. Her chest ached and she asked non-nonchalantly, "Tell me about your Saya."

[malitiosa-a]

Good evening.

The young queen's gaze sharpened like the point of her rapier as it came upon the other. She had always heard of the term 'like staring into a mirror' but never believed she would ever experience it firsthand. Saya may be her identical twin but even she was easily distinguished from her counterpart, not like the woman who greeted her so casually; they were the same, right down to the hairs from her childhood that she never outgrew.

Her fingers twitched at her side with the sudden need to touch the other's face, to test if it was truly a reflection... or something worse.

True to her own nature, she buried her growing anxiety and hid it behind a vicious smile. Never let anyone see your fear.

"Why, good evening," Diva purred.

[malitiosa-a]

The anxiety that had been twisting in her chest had blessedly lessened. She found it easier to breathe, easier to smile at the other woman. There was no reason to cross or be crossed, but she knew herself well enough to keep her armor firmly in place... just in case.

The brief tale of how the Other Diva came to meet her did raise a brow. Yes, she had seen the Wizard of Oz (it never ceased to amaze her how much could change during her thirty years of Hibernation), and silently doubted her.

'But then again,' Diva thought. 'I am face to face with myself and it's certainly no illusion.' If Amshel were still alive, the bastard would no doubt be beside himself with burning questions and less than appealing methods of testing his hypotheses. With that, she decided then to put aside her doubt.

She wondered about the life the Other Diva lived in her world. Perhaps she lived extravagantly or contained a wealth of knowledge. Perhaps she had accomplished what Diva could not and Chiroptera lived freer lives. Perhaps she was still mother to her own children.

"Fascinating what amazing things you can find when you're bored, isn't it? A door to another world! You have to show me where it is."

After all, who wouldn't want to covet a portal? The advantages she could gain from it made her heart skip in her chest. Maybe she could even find a way to regain what she had lost.

[malitiosa-a]

Good evening.

The young queen's gaze sharpened like the point of her rapier as it came upon the other. She had always heard of the term 'like staring into a mirror' but never believed she would ever experience it firsthand. Saya may be her identical twin but even she was easily distinguished from her counterpart, not like the woman who greeted her so casually; they were the same, right down to the hairs from her childhood that she never outgrew.

Her fingers twitched at her side with the sudden need to touch the other's face, to test if it was truly a reflection... or something worse.

True to her own nature, she buried her growing anxiety and hid it behind a vicious smile. Never let anyone see your fear.

"Why, good evening," Diva purred.

[operabled]

What do we have here…? No illusion or daydreaming could have prepared her for this, having a doppelgänger was truly mind blowing or maybe this was one of her dreams—hallucinations— often episodes she had buried in the deeper part of her mind that conjured this mirage. Twilight Zone much. Slowly her lips curved into a candy sweet gesture of its own rather than test to see if this was a clone.

“Pleasure to meet you,” she replied back. Diva couldn’t resist dancing on the balls of her feet. This was truly exciting.

[malitiosa-a]

Diva's grin only widened as her mirror image appeared completely at ease despite the strangeness of their encounter. Either she was in the midst of a strange dream or somewhere in the mysterious world, someone had taken her image and cloned it.

The latter thought only served to amuse the young queen, though she didn't put any merit behind the theory. If the other was truly a clone, she was certainly a work of art. Conceitedly, she thought the other Diva was quite beautiful but wondered if they shared the same mind as well.

"My, my," she hummed as she examined the other thoughtfully, a finger tapping lightly against her chin. "Where has the world been hiding such a beauty? What do you call yourself, darling?"

[operabled]

She’s so sweet… if only the other her saw that with very close affirmation, she was neither a clone nor a conjuring. Maybe she did step out of an alternative universe. Could it be this other woman maybe led another life that was not similar to her own? Diva truly had so many questions to ask. She was practically dying to touch her counterpart’s beautiful little face.

“Oh you know,” she drawled waving a hand, “here, there and far between. I should be asking the same of you.” The Queen’s eyes swept the other Queen’s figure up and down. This wasn’t a dream. What good did she do to get a true identical twin more so than her blood twin? The universe really was too kind to her.

“You wouldn’t happen to go by Diva as well or do you have some kind of code name?”

[malitiosa-a]

If she had been speaking to anyone else, Diva would have been tempted to give one of her many aliases - She had grown used to shedding one identity for another over the many years of running from the Red Shield. However, Diva knew it was both foolish and pointless to play pretend with a woman who very well could be herself from a different world or time. A different universe, even! Perhaps someone somewhere was playing God and accomplished something new and exciting. The possibilities were plentiful, and the thought thrilled her.

Diva's question didn't need an answer. They both knew what was true.

"I have to say, I didn't expect to meet... myself when I woke up this morning. I'm pretty curious to find out how you found yourself here with me?"

[operabled]

Of all the things that she could have prepared for this one not on her bingo book. Diva was too excited to think of all the answers that led her here— another her maybe with a bright future, even accomplished desires she dreamt of and still did from time to time. She’d gone by many names, taken on different roles— some rich, some poor, preferably rich. Would her doppelgänger laugh if she told her how exactly she stepped into her world or keep playing along?

“I was slightly bored… took a turn into a place I never saw— well, a door. It was opened. At first I thought it was an old cellar then the further I got I kind of felt like Dorothy from The Wizard of Oz.”

Did she get the reference?

“It’s funny. All I did was walk out an unfamiliar door into your world My Other Self.”

[malitiosa-a]

Good evening.

The young queen's gaze sharpened like the point of her rapier as it came upon the other. She had always heard of the term 'like staring into a mirror' but never believed she would ever experience it firsthand. Saya may be her identical twin but even she was easily distinguished from her counterpart, not like the woman who greeted her so casually; they were the same, right down to the hairs from her childhood that she never outgrew.

Her fingers twitched at her side with the sudden need to touch the other's face, to test if it was truly a reflection... or something worse.

True to her own nature, she buried her growing anxiety and hid it behind a vicious smile. Never let anyone see your fear.

"Why, good evening," Diva purred.

[operabled]

What do we have here…? No illusion or daydreaming could have prepared her for this, having a doppelgänger was truly mind blowing or maybe this was one of her dreams—hallucinations— often episodes she had buried in the deeper part of her mind that conjured this mirage. Twilight Zone much. Slowly her lips curved into a candy sweet gesture of its own rather than test to see if this was a clone.

“Pleasure to meet you,” she replied back. Diva couldn’t resist dancing on the balls of her feet. This was truly exciting.

[malitiosa-a]

Diva's grin only widened as her mirror image appeared completely at ease despite the strangeness of their encounter. Either she was in the midst of a strange dream or somewhere in the mysterious world, someone had taken her image and cloned it.

The latter thought only served to amuse the young queen, though she didn't put any merit behind the theory. If the other was truly a clone, she was certainly a work of art. Conceitedly, she thought the other Diva was quite beautiful but wondered if they shared the same mind as well.

"My, my," she hummed as she examined the other thoughtfully, a finger tapping lightly against her chin. "Where has the world been hiding such a beauty? What do you call yourself, darling?"

[operabled]

She’s so sweet… if only the other her saw that with very close affirmation, she was neither a clone nor a conjuring. Maybe she did step out of an alternative universe. Could it be this other woman maybe led another life that was not similar to her own? Diva truly had so many questions to ask. She was practically dying to touch her counterpart’s beautiful little face.

“Oh you know,” she drawled waving a hand, “here, there and far between. I should be asking the same of you.” The Queen’s eyes swept the other Queen’s figure up and down. This wasn’t a dream. What good did she do to get a true identical twin more so than her blood twin? The universe really was too kind to her.

“You wouldn’t happen to go by Diva as well or do you have some kind of code name?”

[malitiosa-a]

If she had been speaking to anyone else, Diva would have been tempted to give one of her many aliases - She had grown used to shedding one identity for another over the many years of running from the Red Shield. However, Diva knew it was both foolish and pointless to play pretend with a woman who very well could be herself from a different world or time. A different universe, even! Perhaps someone somewhere was playing God and accomplished something new and exciting. The possibilities were plentiful, and the thought thrilled her.

Diva's question didn't need an answer. They both knew what was true.

"I have to say, I didn't expect to meet... myself when I woke up this morning. I'm pretty curious to find out how you found yourself here with me?"

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Good evening.

The young queen's gaze sharpened like the point of her rapier as it came upon the other. She had always heard of the term 'like staring into a mirror' but never believed she would ever experience it firsthand. Saya may be her identical twin but even she was easily distinguished from her counterpart, not like the woman who greeted her so casually; they were the same, right down to the hairs from her childhood that she never outgrew.

Her fingers twitched at her side with the sudden need to touch the other's face, to test if it was truly a reflection... or something worse.

True to her own nature, she buried her growing anxiety and hid it behind a vicious smile. Never let anyone see your fear.

"Why, good evening," Diva purred.

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What do we have here…? No illusion or daydreaming could have prepared her for this, having a doppelgänger was truly mind blowing or maybe this was one of her dreams—hallucinations— often episodes she had buried in the deeper part of her mind that conjured this mirage. Twilight Zone much. Slowly her lips curved into a candy sweet gesture of its own rather than test to see if this was a clone.

“Pleasure to meet you,” she replied back. Diva couldn’t resist dancing on the balls of her feet. This was truly exciting.

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Diva's grin only widened as her mirror image appeared completely at ease despite the strangeness of their encounter. Either she was in the midst of a strange dream or somewhere in the mysterious world, someone had taken her image and cloned it.

The latter thought only served to amuse the young queen, though she didn't put any merit behind the theory. If the other was truly a clone, she was certainly a work of art. Conceitedly, she thought the other Diva was quite beautiful but wondered if they shared the same mind as well.

"My, my," she hummed as she examined the other thoughtfully, a finger tapping lightly against her chin. "Where has the world been hiding such a beauty? What do you call yourself, darling?"

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Good evening.

The young queen's gaze sharpened like the point of her rapier as it came upon the other. She had always heard of the term 'like staring into a mirror' but never believed she would ever experience it firsthand. Saya may be her identical twin but even she was easily distinguished from her counterpart, not like the woman who greeted her so casually; they were the same, right down to the hairs from her childhood that she never outgrew.

Her fingers twitched at her side with the sudden need to touch the other's face, to test if it was truly a reflection... or something worse.

True to her own nature, she buried her growing anxiety and hid it behind a vicious smile. Never let anyone see your fear.

"Why, good evening," Diva purred.

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{ ooc; psa to the mutuals who still glance at this blog! I’ve decided to retire from rp’ing on tumblr. unfortunately, adult life takes up a lot of my time and the rest of my time is spent with my boyfriend and other friends. Aside from that, I just haven’t had the muse to write anymore which is genuinely really sad. 

To keep things short-ish, I’m still available on discord to chat (reykalot#6715 - if you add me, pls let me know who you are or I won’t accept it). I often play game on PC and I’m always happy to play with more people. I was thinking of deleting this blog but I’ve decided to keep it up as an archive - also gives me a way to come back and re-read old threads when I’m feeling nostalgic!

Thanks for all the fun times I’ve had! I will miss Diva and the beautiful humans I’ve rp’d with over the many years. I hope we meet again ♥ }

[hexxxa-deactivated20221201]

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I love your Diva portrayal, you keep me on my toes ✨💞

{ ooc; aw, this made my day!!! thank you!! I'm so, so appreciative that you enjoy my Diva portrayal :'))) tbh I haven't read the manga or re-watched the anime in several years now, so I always worry my portrayal is too out of character sometimes. You're the first person to help me feel more validated in how I write her so thank you so much <3 }

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touchyoudown​

          ❛   Sure, I’d be down anytime, anywhere.   ❜   Travis sure didn’t need an excuse to go and touch Diva again. He’d take anything he could get. As Diva looked up at him, Travis looked down, returning her smile, though his was flirty in nature. Was he already looking forward to the future prospect of his hands on Diva again   ?   You bet. 

         He nearly snorted at her comment about his odd choice if he won the bet, shaking his head at her as he stepped away from the edge of the tub.   ❛   Nah, I don’t need any of that shit. I’m good just the way I am, you feel me   ? ❜   He had the utmost confidence in himself especially when it came to his prowess in battle. He didn’t need any help.

          He walked back over to the sink to collect his gloves, putting them back on before turning to face her once again, a smirk twitching the corners of his lips.   ❛   I already made my decision, Diva. I want to have sex with you. Case closed. I’m curious as to what you could possibly want with me though…. but you don’t gotta think too hard on that cause I’m winning, not you.   ❜   He had made a similar bet with Sylvia and guess what   ?   He did win. This was no different to him.

          Diva grinned devilishly at Travis’ confidence. This came as no surprise to her, considering his last bet against the woman named Sylvia. It was a little refreshing to hear him declare his desire out loud and with very little shame, but she wasn’t going to make his conquest easy - in fact, she planned to make sure he lost. 

          She decided then her bath was over. The water had turned into a murky pink and the coppery scent of blood was now being overwhelmed by her scented oils and shampoo. Diva playfully flicked water into Travis’ face to temporarily distract him as she stood and stepped out of the tub. She would give him a peek but nothing more - She was slow to grab her towel, instead taking the time to wring out her hair before wrapping herself in a white towel and taking a seat on the edge of the tub. 

          “Hmm,” she hummed thoughtfully. “I know just the thing: I want your entire gaming collection. Consoles, controllers, posters, and all.” Diva never had an interested in video games before. In fact, her eldest Chevalier was a serious man who was adamantly against them. But Travis had spoken about his love for gaming and anime before and now her interest was piqued. She knew next to nothing about video games but she decided she would conquer them the same way she conquered humans. “And don’t worry too much about it because when I win, I’ll make sure to take good care of them.”

          Diva smirked in Travis’ direction and then held out her hand. “Deal?” 

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What flavor is your soul?

SALT

ah little kraken, bold are you. restless sailor, dauntless fighter, lower your sword, let me see your shield. ah, of course, they are but the same object. oh wave-tossed ruffian, lend me some of your mettle would you? you have been struck by the sharpest of spears yet you still stand here proudly. but off your guard, elsewhere of the battlefield, you will find your spirit can parch others. your words are but weapons crafted from your soul. little lion, sheathe your claws, or the ones you love the most will suffer. you do not have to be strong all the time love, there's nothing wrong with being soft. vulnerability is not weakness, and if it were, what's wrong with that? strength is not always your greatest tool, your heart is good. put down excalibur, and use your words. you'll find they will carry you much farther. not everything in life is a battle.

tagged by: @touchyoudown​ { thank you!! }

tagging: anyone who would like to do this! :)

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{ ooc; just finished the mass effect series for the first time ever ( garrus, my love ) and i’m watching stargate: sg-1 for the first time ever ( major carter, my love ) and i’m rewatching the orville for the nth time ever ( issac/claire gives me a reason to live ), and i’m not saying i’m space-story obsessed but i’m definitely space-story obsessed }