.MAN IN THE MIRROR.

reflect ( /rəˈflekt/ ): 1. (of a surface or body) throw back (heat, light, or sound) without absorbing it. 2. think deeply or carefully about.

[mirroredman]

Guess who’s back!!

I know it’s been a while since I’ve touched my blogs ( @atoningthysins ,@geniushaze , @mirroredman ) due to the loss of my personal computer!

But with the arrival of my mom’s boyfriend’s settlement check, I’ve got a brand new computer!

So i’ll start by stating some things- I’m going to do a clean up of my blog. I’ll need any new followers and mutuals to like this post to show they’re still very much active, and this will be up forTWO WEEKS so that I can ensure everyone gets their chance. Please please please let me know if you’ve moved/archived/changed muses/etc.

I may update theme/logs/info and the such to help myself out, but please, let me know!

And happy blogging and my return <3

[mirroredman]

“ Forma! You should help me plot Ghiaccio’s grave! It has to look nice! “

[mirroredman]

[paranoiico-blog]

|| ILLUSO.

“You’re sure that no one survived?”

He’s just making sure. Illuso is an effective killer, dragging his opponents into a hellish nightmare and ending their lives quickly and quietly. Still, he needs to hear the confirmation, just to calm his nerves.

The job had been simple. A rival gang was forming and the Boss had to nip it in the bud. Illuso seemed to be the perfect man for the job, given that their headquarters was in a furniture store. Plenty of mirrors to use, and little difficulty in getting the members into them.

Not a single one of them were allowed to live.

[mirroredman]

“Of course no one survived. Do you not trust me, Boss?”

Nobody ever survived his attacks, unless specifically made to be kept alive.

Only recently he’d been given jobs from the big man himself, other times his jobs were sent by Risotto, and Risotto alone.

Not like he underestimated how Diavolo would’ve looked, he just didn’t expect... this. He was so bright, but worked in one of the darkest corners of service possible. Not only worked, however, he was the boss.

[mirroredman]

restringersi replied to your post:[ dips illuso with a hum and kisses his cheek. ]

what the fuck was that, lu? you dyin’?

N-No. You jus’ caught me off guard.

[ places a hand on Formaggio’s cheek and turns his face away. ]

[mirroredman]

[ dips illuso with a hum and kisses his cheek. ]

[ He didn’t just make an inhuman sound. Nope. It was just a cat outside being sprayed with water. ]

[indiiesmemes]

send me a ✍ to see a glimpse of a muse i might want to play.

[mirroredman]

person: you come across really chill

me: yeah i suppose i am

my constant, unending, internal monologue: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

[la-squadra]

Hello, this is Risotto Nero. I’m here to report a murder. Yes, good fashion sense was killed by my own squad. I know, it sounds bad, please come soon.

[suisosei]

Man in the Memer

Hecate, September 16, 2015

[mirroredman]

riisotto:

[mirroredman]

Why do I need to close my legs? If someones looking down there that's their own problem. I don't care what the see.

“ It’s polite to do so. Only a matter of generosity. “

( - not liked annasui would - )

[mirroredman]

desincarnation:

“ Do I look polite to you? ”

“Of course not. I was just stating you should. I mean, you are a service worker, no one but clientele should see what’s under there.”

[mirroredman]

riisotto:

“I changed my mind.  At least two of those pigtails need to go.”

[mirroredman]

Why do I need to close my legs? If someones looking down there that's their own problem. I don't care what the see.

“ It’s polite to do so. Only a matter of generosity. “

( - not liked annasui would - )

[mirroredman]

“ I’m so glad capo wont be cutting my hair.”

[mirroredman]

suisosei:

She gripped his wrist lightly, pulling it away from her bag. He might have just touched it on accident, but she wasn’t going to take any chances.

“Excuse me.”

“Is it necessary for you to touch me?”

He never was one for physical touch, especially by a stranger. Of course he’d only accidentally touched the woman’s purse, in fact he was trying to get away from a crime he committed.

“ Do you need something? “

[charcoaled-roses]