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Rules & Muses 

At a Glance, list of muses below:

Larxene - Kingdom Hearts

Bayonetta - Bayonetta

Colric D’Cestria - Original Muse

[osiers-deactivated20220616]

yes im trying to kill you LOL stop being so immature about it

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flamereign​:

    “ So you’re with me today, huh? Great, “ As dryly as it’s spoken, there’s a small quirk to his lips that tells he’s mostly jesting.  As far as partners go, he’s heard enough about their newest member to be sure it won’t be too much of a drag —— even if they are being sent to the Coliseum of all places. “ Who briefed you? “ / @gracereign​

          The mission they were assigned on seemed easy enough from what she heard of it. If anything, she probably could have handled it on her own but noooooo, someone insisted that she go with someone instead. Ugh. It’s a pain is what it is! But... judging from what she could see of who she was going to the Coliseum with, maybe this wouldn’t be a total pain of a mission.

❝ Don’t look too excited. ❞ A roll of her eyes, makes it clear that she caught on to the ‘friendly’ prod, but had little to no reaction to it. Outwardly, anyway. 

❝ If I recall correctly it was the old fart who thinks he knows everything. I lost interest in what he had to say after the first two words came out of his mouth. ❞ An exaggeration, of course, but she did manage to catch on to the basics of the mission.

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your seduction style.

The Coquette

You are a pro at playing the age old game of hard to get. Your flirting style runs hot and cold, giving just enough to keep them chasing you. Independent and self-sufficient, you don't need any one person to make you complete. And that independence is exactly what makes people pursue you.

tagged: @gracereign​ ( every org member is just coquettish I suppose ) tagging: idk steal it

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@shobusiness​ asked to be bullied

          Ugh, if there’s one thing she hates more than a dumb kid poking their nose where it doesn’t belong- it’s a dumb kid trying to play high and mighty in a situation where they clearly don’t know what they’ve gotten themselves into. Or poking around in situations they wouldn’t be! She raises her hand up, foudre at the ready as they manifest between her fingers.

❝ If you’re going to be so obvious, then at least have the decency to state your business. You think you’re some kind of stealth expert? ❞

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@gracereign​ likes being bullied

          ❝ So. Riddle me this. This... legacy the ‘boss’ is clearly after. What do you think it is? Even if he were to figure it out, what do you think he’d do with us? I for one don’t think I want to stick around to find out... especially if he’s not telling us anything. ❞

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gracereign​:

          Collection results of the heart program had been skewed again, and Ienzo briefly wondered if it was due to his own heart too close for the reading.  For all the research that the apprentices and Ansem the Wise had already done over years, there is still too much unknown for how the heart reacts and its limits and potentials.  Every element, failure, and success, was fascinating.  This error provided another variable in the experiment anyway, and he noted it in the margins of the report before checking the time on the gummiphone.

     There was still another hour at least before Ansem would send Aeleus.  Even a young scientist needs his rest, His Lordship would say.

     Ienzo set the clipboard aside and opened another computer file.  With the speedily growing volume of clicking keys, he’d barely hear an unfortunately familiar sound of a dark corridor opening.  Likely Demyx again, though the more times he would visit the more chances for the real Organization catching him.  Even he knew that.  But a sweet floral scent permeated the air and he threw a fist into his lab coat before turning in dreaded alarm.

~❁`~     Marluxia’s familiar, monotone voice echoed from the shadows with the same devious intent he had in Castle Oblivion.  “Glad to see you’re doing well, Ienzo.”

          And from behind Marluxia, steps out Larxene wearing an all too familiar and nigh sadistic grin. With one hand resting on her hip, the other throws him a quick and curt wave. ❝ Well well... someone’s been a busy boy. ❞ Her gaze shifts from Ienzo and over to the computer, already taking a few steps toward it. ❝ Busy busy. Study study. You haven’t changed much at all have you? Although... ❞ She looks back over to him, sizing him up with a quick glance. ❝ As Zexion you at least had a bit of a spine. I guess a heart really does make one soft. ❞

Now back to why she and Marluxia are here. ❝ So! Why don’t you be a good boy and share what you’ve learned so far? Sharing IS caring after all, right? You and your keyblade crowd are all about that after all. ❞

[r0sechild-blog]

[gracereign]

@voltreign

[twunklelittlestar]

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gracereign​:

~❁`~     Fine by him.  He eyed her with that condescending gesture reserved for their private banters.   “That’s unfortunate. You always seemed fond of heart to heart chats with Sora and Naminé.”

     “However, unlike those two, I doubt Ienzo would be so eager to assist us without a little persuasion.  So long as he provides us with the means to access our past selves and how to replicate it, we only need him but for so long.”  That may pique her interest and allow her to be a little involved to her tastes.  What becomes Ansem the Wise’s apprentice after they have the information they seek is of no concern.

     Flicking his hand out, Marluxia wasted no time and tore open a portal into darkness.  “After you.”

          Ah... she knows that face and in response, a sneer creeps onto her lips. ❝ Fond of heartily putting them in their place maybe. ❞ The malice in her tone drips off her tongue as water slides off a duck’s back. With ease and without issue. Ah... memories, of kicking the boy square in the stomach and tormenting him about his false memories. Fun times. He was much smaller and so much more tolerable back then. A shame that had to change. 

          ❝ Ooooo. Well why didn’t you say so? Persuasion’s always been my forte. ❞ Larxene sounds much to happy about this. ❝ You think his new friends would be mad if we ‘borrowed’ him for a bit? ❞ She hopes so! And that all-too-familiar, grin of hers makes it clear that she’s ready to use more forceful ‘tactics’.

          ❝ Well let’s not keep an old co-worker waiting. ❞ It doesn’t take long for her to head towards the portal through. No sense in wasting time after all.

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[fix]

Non-verbal memes | @flamereign

[ fix ] for your muse to treat mine’s injury

          ✧･ﾟ: * ⚡ ✧･ﾟ: * ❝ Oh quit your whining! ❞ A demand, roughly stated as she continues to wrap the twisted ankle in gauze. She’s not quite sure why and how she remembers to do this, but apparently the treatment had lied somewhere in her memories. ❝ Do you want your leg wrapped or not?! I don’t do this kind of thing often you know! You should be honored that I’m even going this far for you. ❞ And of course Larxene is as prickly about it as ever. 

❝ This isn’t something a potion can just fix. If it could I wouldn’t be wasting my time and would have used it by now. And try not to mess up this time. Are we clear? ❞ To get her point across, too, she pulls on the roll of bandage gauze tight enough to let a surge of pain run through his leg before she loosens up and properly wraps it.

❝ Get up. We still have a mission to do here. ❞

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[ sacrifice ] for your muse to get hurt protecting mine / he needs larx to get serious

Non-verbal memes || @gracereign

          ✧･ﾟ: * ⚡ ✧･ﾟ: * ❝ Nngh... Tch. ❞ The scoff that falls from her lips follows, after having taken a serious hit from the enemy before them. It’s not like she hadn’t taken hits before but it’s not like Marluxia to not take note of all the enemies on the field. Although, these guys literally came from out of the left field. So she supposed it couldn’t be helped. And here she was hoping not to get her hands dirty. After straightening herself up and brushing off the pain from earlier, within seconds, she calls her foudre forth and infuses electric currents in each.

❝ Ugh... seriously. Just where would you be without me? It’s not like you to leave yourself open like that, Marluxia.~❞

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Please ♡ and ↻ if you’re interested in writing with a mostly (90%) canon-compliant & creatively divergent (10%) Larxene / Elrena from the Kingdom Hearts games. She’s mean and ready to bully everyone at the drop of a dime.

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Written by Clef. 𝄞

[leneemusing]

nonverbal memes

add + to reverse who does the action

[ attention ] for your muse to touch mine as a way of getting their attention  [ sleep ] for your muse to wake mine  [ cover ]  for your muse to cover mine with a blanket or a jacket  [ lift ] for your muse to give mine a hand stepping up or over something etc.  [ kiss ]  for your muse to come up to mine and kiss them without warning  [ run ] for your muse to run their fingers through mine’s hair  [ braid ] for your muse to braid mine’s hair  [ embrace ]  for your muse to hold mine  [ smile ] for your muse to smile at mine from across the room  [ wave ] for your muse to gesture to mine to come closer  [ panic ] for your muse to grab mine’s arm or get behind them in a moment of danger  [ touch ] for your muse to rest their forehead against mine’s [ weep ]  for your muse to catch mine crying  [ eat ]  for your muse to offer mine food [ hit ] for your muse to attack mine  [ love ] for your muse to touch mine as a show of affection or reassurance  [ nap ] for your muse to fall asleep against mine  [ rest ] for your muse to rest their head in mine’s lap  [ look ] for your muse to catch mine staring  [ seduce ] for your muse to touch mine sexually  [ help ] for your muse to lean on mine for support  [ give ] for your muse to offer mine their arm  [ entwine ] for your muse to hold mine’s hand  [ laugh ] for your muse to laugh at something mine did  [ dance ] for your muse to dance with mine  [ sit ] for your muse to pull mine into their lap  [ yell ] for your muse to calm mine down  [ cry ] for your muse to wipe mine’s tears away  [ dream ] for your muse to wake mine from a nightmare  [ surprise ] for your muse to show up at mine’s house without explanation  [ fix ] for your muse to treat mine’s injury  [ sacrifice ] for your muse to get hurt protecting mine  [ guard ] for your muse to step between my muse and danger  [ taste ] for your muse to cook for mine  [ sing ] for your muse to sing to mine 

[leneemusing]

do not pretend you sit above me as if your home is some great Olympus i will tear down your glittering throne and show you the depths of your limits — lenee h. 

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gracereign​:

~❁`~     Is that so?  Birds of a feather.  Pleased to know his original self made such an impression.  Though it would have been better for her not to tell him what he should or should not do.  Again, Marluxia would remain silent with an evident smile to himself for a returning jab.

     “Fickle things, these memories.  I wonder…”  Leather glove tapped his chin.  Keeping this information between themselves, there was zero chance for a little persuasion to go awry this time.  The only issue would be the involvement of a third party butting their nose into private affairs.  There was no certainty this would even work, but there may be no other way as they are.  If other members of the old Organization retained memories without a heart, there would surely be some way to locate the hidden ones in theirs.  

     “It may be nigh time we paid a visit to a former scientist of ours.  Ienzo is going to help us access the datascape.”

          ❝ That snot nosed cretin? ❞ She doesn’t know Ienzo, but she does recall occasionally communing with his nobody, Zexion. If Ienzo was anything like his counterpart, then talking to him would likely be an unbearable annoyance. Ugh. 

          ❝ If we do, then you do the talking. I don’t really like dealing with children. ❞ Them and their naïve fantasies and oh-so-special friendship powers! What a laugh. One day those kids would get a wake up call to reality. One way or another. She for one, will relish in the day that they do. She’s well aware that Ienzo is a bit older than those idiots, but nonetheless she’s still irked by most who think like them.

[gracereign]

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