❝ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜ

[miracleheart-a]

——   Shinin’ my heart, あなたが私のなかで

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—— #𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭,  indie, selective, private multifandom multimuse。 —— written by BELL,  revamp established since January 1th 2022 / carrd。 —— featuring series from identity v, persona, sdorica & more。

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[miracleheart-a]

I WENT TO THE WRONG ACCOUNT IM SCREAMING

[miracleheart-a]

should’ve had this done couple days ago by now but... got sort of busy / side-tracked a lot, either way, ive remade my account. there’s nothing different in the new one for context, aside from planning to add new muses very soon. i will continue with threads ( and answering asks ) on my new account instead, aside from that? yeah, no, you can unfollow this account since this isn’t going to be updated again. 

new account. 

[spectralsuggestions]

i like the concept of soulmates—not a “you’re destined to meet me, and love me” kind of soulmate, but a “i’d pick you, every time.” kind of soulmate. a “no matter what happens, and what has happened, i want to go through it with you.” kind of soulmate. a “i love you by choice, and you’re a blessing, and i’m going to continue thinking about you this way not because i have to but because i want to.” kind of soulmate. a “you help me rest easy when everything is difficult” kind of soulmate. a “in every possible outcome, i want you there, to share it with me.” kind of soulmate.

[reisearnor]

Please protect baby Makoto…

[miracleheart-a]

[enshijou]

@miracleheart​ whispered :  the day comes as fast as it goes, the sunlight beginning to settle, as most students were starting to return back home or stay for an afterschool program. needless to say, minato wouldn’t be any different. often opting out to leave rather than stay, he barely bothered with most afterschool programs to began with. however, instead of leaving the class like he’d often had done, he approached the other’s desk. tapping the desk lightly to gain his attention, “ hey, I was planning to go to the music store. do you want to come along ? ”

✧･ﾟ: * music always sounds better with two. or rather, with you. ( unprompted ! ) 

in life, consulting the arcana for a glimpse into one’s destiny is oft considered a clandestine act. the reason being, is that there can be an ill pretence around it for some people, whilst there are others who are welcome its absolute predictions and counsel as if it was decreed from the divine forces that one places their entire confidence in. one wonders at first if it is really something that should be entertained or met with scepticism, to be regarded as naught more than a cheap parlour trick where anyone could assume anything at all about you, and their words of persuasion manifest their prophecy as truth. if there is to be emotion or consolation of sort, it is worth the tiniest sparkle of hopeful belief. 

look once again and find that there is an open - mindedness that was not considered before. one’s fate is revealed to the world, foretelling of a happenstance never before seen by the denizens of the velvet room. all of this first made possible by the forging and signature of life - binding contract. there is power in another knowing who you truly are. there is a reason as to why the sun is symbolic of ego, new possibilities and stubbornness, as its counterpart is tied perpetually to tenderness, nostalgia and the subconscious. in several lifetimes, it would be so easy to recognise such vulnerability and buried empathy. is that why you keep yourself so guarded, dear friend ?  the fear of being known with the setting of the sun and the rising of the moon, because you have endured so much before. it has become natural to you. and yet, that will never stop wounds from reverberating deep inside. 

to pledge your time to only one after school program… how can you make the choice ? there is something to be offered by them all, which explained the idea circling relentlessly inside of mind to assist with all matters within the school premises, no matter how trivial or menial they could be considered. there is joy to always be found in the little things. such as looking out from the window of classroom 2 - F in the midst of a sunset, observing both the soft pastel, floral colours of the sky and the voices of peers forming into one elated, relieved chorus now that the school day was now brought to a close. it’s underestimated just what is involved in the composition of a school day, especially when exam season lingered on the precipice of a few weeks. 

simple things. breathing in the invigorating island breeze. receiving comfort from sigil wrapped semi - taut around neck against the coming of winter. the city lights casting their simultaneous glow upon a dark night to the edge of town, to escape from the world and merely observe all of its curios in contemplation. many would caution against venturing freely, especially those who would be new to the area as he is or taking into account the sudden emerging of a cult bearing association with ‘ nyx ‘.  her name speaks to him with a significance that can’t be merely shaken off. with all of that going on in the background, there is no need to worry about a dead man walking amongst them also. 

but wait… something is different today. strands of blue hair masquerading face can be seen beside his desk, a finger gently vying for his attention with the soft tap of his assigned desk. broken temporarily from ceaseless reverie, he immediately turns around to greet the other with a cloying smile. be still, metronome heart, lest the wings attached to something borrowed become so excited that it ultimately flies from your grasp. it is a gift that minato alone has bestowed. the familiar accompaniment of headphones is an endearing sight. life without music would be a very dull existence indeed. after all, it is a prolific medium for all that is unspoken and which never could be expressed in full. 

“ y - you want me to come to the music store with you ? i thought you would never ask ! you’ll have to show me all of your favourite songs whilst we’re there. we could get matching mp3 and earphone sets. “ with one suggestion, he bids a silent farewell to the classroom as he rises from his desk, preparing to follow in minato’s shadow. “ just think, we could even entertain the possibility of attending a concert together at club escapade some night if you ever wanted to see what that’s like. there must be someone coming soon that you’ve been dying to see. i wouldn’t mind coming along, no matter if i haven’t heard of them before. “ 

[caterpie]

Persona 3 (2006)

[rubyblackmoon]

[miracleheart-a]

foisame​:

@miracleheart​​ㅤㅤ/ㅤㅤpoetry one - liners.ㅤ(a short history of nearly everything by bill bryson.)

“  it is easy to overlook this thought that life  just is,  as humans we are inclined to feel that life  must  have a point.  ”

hesitant were the fingers to reach out, grazing cerulean eyes ( a bewildered expression waves over features )  ━━  & at the moment, one could witness her smile fading, yet it did not disappear fully. ( she refused it. ) difficultly task. yet tiny soft smile remained present  ━━  ❛ No, I suppose you are correct. ❜ she chooses her words carefully as to avoid accidently crossing other the line ( although, curiosity cannot be helped at times. ) ❛ Darling, If I may. What had prompted this up? ❜

[miracleheart-a]

kurmemini​:

@miracleheart​ liked for a starter!

♡ ˚ ｡ ･ﾟ  𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙲𝙰𝙽 𝙵𝙴𝙴𝙻 𝙴𝚇𝙲𝙸𝚃𝙴𝙼𝙴𝙽𝚃 𝚄𝙽𝙳𝙴𝚁 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝚂𝙺𝙸𝙽. That one eastern wizard was both frustrating yet had so much untapped potential that you could not help but be giddy to be paired up with him. Chloe has became friendly with you over time, somehow, and heathcliff does not react to your prodding much anymore (And you can’t deny there is a fondness for him when he becomes a jaguar at night.), Yet Minato was a unique case. He reacted little to your comments and often answered in a very neutral reaction, never being provoked, never being insulted, never being angry. It frustrated you to no end

But it also made you quite excited, someone so hard to crack is a challenge and you wanted nothing more then to win. 

You were tasked with finding him, as he is your specific partner for this investigation- Truly you didn’t listen that deeply as to what the investigation was meant to be in eastern country. You do not concern yourself with such trivial matters and you imagine Minato will make notes when the sage tells them again.

You know exactly where he spends most of his time and find him with ease. Your hand coming to grab by the back of the neck as you lean over just a bit towards the shorter man.

“ We are paired together for a mission, so you best hurry along before we leave you behind. The other eastern wizards are not patient and neither are us northern wizards. “ You explain very little about what is happening- Perhaps if you had listened more you wouldn’t be in this situation, but you shake him side to side a bit just incase he had fallen asleep as he does randomly. “ Since we will have to work together you better carry your weight, or i’ll leave you to die. “

day played out like any ordinary day for the eastern wizard, the sunlight is now to dim over ( the course of each hour passing. )  ━━  dusk was expected to be settling in shortly, plans that had been made were either finished or hold off for another time... 

now cue the flinch ! one's defenses down were now shot up ! ( unsurprisingly. ) quick in his feet ( he moved out of his grasp & turn is followed suit. ) an annoyance that is only to last for a moment, no doubt the action was merely to have assurance that one hadn’t drifted away to one of his many slumbers ━━ still, it leaves a bitter a taste in his mouth ( similar to an unsweetened tea. ) he had always disliked the idea of being touched, let alone being shook out of nowhere. but nonetheless it would be a matter that is less of an importance, it seems. 

although, despite thinking that. he barely paid any attention to what he had said, ❛ Huh? ❜ Minato blurts in brilliant moment  ━━  a bad habit of his, ( truly ! ) to have been lost within his own little world, & even when he had been bought back into reality. it had taken him some time to process what was being said. it’s quiet frustrating. ( even that he cannot help on agreeing with. )

❛ ..What are we doing? ❜

[miracleheart-a]

❛ do you think the moon is jealous of how pretty you are? ❜ Owen, because I think it'd be spicy to say this for minato

as sunlight vanished & the rise of dusk settled in, ( the moon following suit. ) a no cloud-sky scenery, a night where masking such beauty would be an insult. with all dawning of worries & concern drowned out of the eastern wizard's mind  ━━  for once, in a long time. there was a sense of enjoyment in life that was utterly rare for him to experience. perhaps, it’s this reason that he paid no mind to the other’s presence  ━━  although, a handful at times. ( who was he to stop him from enjoying this moment? ) it is neither a surprise nor shock when Owen begins to speak, however, it is the words that came out that snap Minato back into reality.

it is sudden. completely & utterly out of the left-field, he’s nearly taken aback by it. bemusement wavers over features ( ‘was... was that a compliment?’ ) had been his first thought  ━━  he watches carefully to see what sort of remark he had planned to say, yet when no such thing came forth. that is when he had realized the words were genuine  ━━  nearly wondering if all of this had been nothing more than a dream of his, ( but even that simple hypothesis is quickly met with dismissal ) for it to have been a dream, had utterly meant that he was beginning to grow an attachment to the other  ━━  enough so, that he was appearing within a dream within a setting that should’ve bought him comfort & peace. ( & didn’t that go against everything he has done to prevent such possibilities? )

feelings of discomfort, awkwardness & annoyance  ━━  those were the feelings that he should’ve been feeling. surprisingly enough, he hardly seemed bothered by it. there had been a sense of... ease? delight? happiness even? it’s an emotion that he’s experienced before. ( it felt entirely different from anything he’s received in a long time. ) it’s was almost painfully obvious, yet he is blinded by his own stubbornness to seek more  ━━  quickly as the realization had settled in, hushing the growing pounding of a heartbeat within his chest a little huff.

❛ Are you trying to anger the moon? ❜ he is quick to remark, a chuckle escaping soft lips. that is followed with a smile ( truly & genuinely smile! ) one, unlike anything he’s done within a long time. ❛ I would hope not, I may be fine with dying and not coming back to life but...  ❜ there is a pause, fingers reaching to gently cup his cheeks. ❛ Who’s going to look out for you? ❜ a peculiar thoughtfulness weighs on his words, but just before he would allow Owen to say anything. He is quick to immediately pull away & say. ❛ I’m joking. ❜

[rubyblackmoon]

[ai-wa]

draw draw

[elodeas]

ma'am..... pls dont kill me 😳

[miracleheart-a]

inside, a thawing. a swelling of warmth, luring the twitch of sly fingers adrift. ticklishly lost in a silky sea of azure, soon resurfacing to tuck a few stray strands behind an ear in a tender sweep. gaze softens, sweet as his smile. the rise of his voice, a honeyed baritone: " do you think the moon is jealous of how pretty you are? "

/ / ( the mentally ill urge to get annihilated by the true ending solely because this one (1) line hit home too hard :pensive: anyways minato as your dad-in-law i wuv youwu )

a hum parts between soft lips & ocean color eyes close, typically an action most reserved for moments of peace & quietness  ━━  yet, it is moment like these that he finds himself unable to help such a situation. ( lost within his own little wonderland, ) an exchange that is nothing more but love & affection offered by another, ( the false god. ) truly, a position that a messiah should never be seen in. funnily enough, it is this reason alone ━━  a simple action of his that had made Minato himself, lost within the paradise of one’s own action. an action far too kind & gentle for even Akira himself to have done to another. 

( it is no wonder, he had fallen in love with him so easily as he did. )

unsurprisingly, the words in which he had spoken was barely anything he hasn’t heard of by now. often mouthing away about one’s own appearance, ( “You’re so cute.”, “So beautiful.” & so forth ) it would’ve been odd of him, If he hadn’t compliment him by now  ━━  oftentimes dismissing such words as childish attempt to gain one’s attention, ( even now, as lovers. he still opted to dismiss them. ) shockingly, for once  ━━  he had chosen to knowledge them. ❛ I dunno. ❜ his tone is nothing but soft, long lashes fluttering to open ( a blink than another. ) cast a gaze back, only briefly. & as quick as their eyes had met, his lips parted to speak. 

❛ Do you think the stars are jealous of how handsome you are? ❜

[neovongolaprimo]