Flamboyant Heart

This is an Independent Private and Selective Roleplay Blog for La Muerte from Guillermo del Toro's "The Book of Life" ✿

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What exactly did you have in mind?

La Muerte being the queen she is in the opening few minutes of the film~

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✿ Out Of ℱlowers ✿:

I must put this blog on some sort of Hiatus. I'm terribly loaded with my college stuff and my muse for Muerte is not that strong. I love my girl, but she wants me to study. So I will study. 

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La Muerte’s design is just so gorgeous and I love her so much, oh man. (;△;)

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The Book of Life (2014) - La Muerte

She is made out of sweet sugar candy— She loves all mankind and believes that their hearts are pure and true.

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Well my darling. All that I like to do is have some fun. You dont know how tedious is down where I live. * His eyes scans the graveyard as he thinks about a new way to pass the time. Maybe another bet, or even a game. He quickly spot a man and a woman sitting next to a grave, still young with probably nineteen years old, gazing into each others eyes.* Bueno. How about another wager? How far do you think that man would go for his love? If he give up. I can go back playin tricks with the living

                 ♠               ✥✦✥  ░▒▓ ∽⊰ ℳ ⊱∽ ♥⋆                 ❤                  *                                 ❝ ——  I can imagine,❞ Muerte responded glancing at Xibalba archly. The Land of Remembered was debonair because its ruler tended to be very caring about her domain. Through centuries she observed how Xibalba did nothing but only berated his kingdom. Perhaps, the wise trickster often forgot it, but it was only in his might to make his land a bit more sunny place. The reason was just his being too careless to remember that. He could change the crowns between two lands as much as he wanted, but nothing was about to change in fact, if he wasn’t about to comprehend a simple verity. Muerte was far too clement to make sharp notations, she supposed that such sapient god as Xibalba could understand the core of his trouble on his own… And if not, then he probably was not as quick-witted as he believed himself to be. Or may be he already knew the reason, but simply was too obstinate to concede it.

Muerte threw a careful glance at the couple who spent their time in the graveyard and smiled reflectively. ❝He’d probably dare to do everything to win her heart,❞ she smirked, ❝If only you have’t noticed that he already got it,❞ her figure slipped gracefully by Xibalba, sneaking off.                         ❝ ——  You see, my love, unlike us, people use to wear rings to not forget about their marriage,❞ she chuckled.

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*Xibalba tried to look closer to the couple as he sees the man kneel before the lady. The lady cheecks starts to blush and a big smile prints in her face, after that they start to hug each other. Xibalba turn his face away, trying to hide his feeling. He remembered the first time that he saw Catrina looking at that couple.*

-They need rings because humans dont know love. They have dark hearts and are selfish. This is why its so fun to play with them. -*said Xibalba as he turns away from the couple. 

*After saying that he turs back to Catrina and stands his right hand, trying to reach La muerte.* 

-Not everyone know the feeling that I have with you mi amor. -*said Xibalba smiling

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                 ♠                ✥✦✥   ░▒▓ ∽⊰ ℳ ⊱∽ ♥⋆                  ❤                   *                         ❝ ——  Oh, but you know if all people were like you imagine them to be — my land would have become emptied eons ago,❞ she smirked at his judgement. Rings were the symbol of a bond between people. A symbol, but not love itself. It was truth that sometimes people forgot about their beloved ones, however it is also good that they wished to remember them and used their little ways to help themselves. 

❝ — Really? And what feeling you have with me?,❞ Catrina inquired slyly with a certain spark of interest in her fiery eyes. She supposed they left their married life somewhere far behind, for the best condition which could imply their closeness now was merely a chance of another wager, which Catrina didn't really wished to take. 

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                              "Yes, its for Halloween and lasts until midnight."

                  It seemed cliche because of who the hostess, she, was. The                   very woman that left a ball at midnight. This time she was able                   to stay, just as she had for many of the prior ones before since                   her marriage.

                  Her eyes blinked a moment, she hadn’t heard of Muerte much                   before. Perhaps if she thought hard she would remember a                   passing story from her childhood from the sailors at the docks,                   but nothing more. Embarassment colored her cheeks as she                   fidgeted with her fingers.

                              "You must pardon me, but I actually don’t know of you,                               I didn’t know… either that there was a Queen of Souls. I                               hope this doesn’t upset you.”

                  She bit her lip, the corners turning down while she thought. She                   only ever celebrated Halloween for the treats as a child and                   never for the actual holiday. To know there was a centered                   reason for it she became intrigued.

                              "I would love to know more and with your help perhaps                               my husband’s kingdom will celebrate the holiday as it                               should be. Oui?”

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                 ♠                ✥✦✥   ░▒▓ ∽⊰ ℳ ⊱∽ ♥⋆                  ❤                   *       ❝ —— Oh, what an excellent occassion                                                                       to arrange a ball,❞ Muerte spoke graciously with a smile. Even if her holiday was right after Halloween, she still adored this feast nor less than her own. It was very close to Dia de los Muertos, one way or another. People honored the spirits of the dead and decorated everything to be blessed by holy beings. It was a splendid time, two favourite nights in the year for Queen of the Dead.

The goddess gazed at the young princess benignly and a soft warm grin graced her scarlet lips. She couldn't be angry on Cinderella, after all she knew that her heart was honest and pure. The ancient queen would be quite concerned if a human dared to lie to her, just like Xibalba always did.

❝ — It's alright, Cinderella. After all people meet me sooner or later. But I came to witness the feast of alive. I love seeing jollity around. Life should be spent in happiness and I am so glad to know that you've found yours,❞ the Queen said in gentle tone, her hands clasped together in front of herself in reserved manner.

❝ —— Of course, dearheart,❞ Muerte gladly agreed to assist, ❝Just tell me what you would like to learn.❞

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you are such a wonderful writer !

✿ Out Of ℱlowers ✿: Oh, that was so unexpectedly sweet! Thank you incredibly much for such lovely compliment! ❤                                                                         Though I must say I am feeling quite                                                                          depressed and exhausted lately.                                                                          But thank you so very much for                                                                          your support, sugar skull! ♥

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Well my darling. All that I like to do is have some fun. You dont know how tedious is down where I live. * His eyes scans the graveyard as he thinks about a new way to pass the time. Maybe another bet, or even a game. He quickly spot a man and a woman sitting next to a grave, still young with probably nineteen years old, gazing into each others eyes.* Bueno. How about another wager? How far do you think that man would go for his love? If he give up. I can go back playin tricks with the living

                 ♠               ✥✦✥  ░▒▓ ∽⊰ ℳ ⊱∽ ♥⋆                 ❤                  *                                 ❝ ——  I can imagine,❞ Muerte responded glancing at Xibalba archly. The Land of Remembered was debonair because its ruler tended to be very caring about her domain. Through centuries she observed how Xibalba did nothing but only berated his kingdom. Perhaps, the wise trickster often forgot it, but it was only in his might to make his land a bit more sunny place. The reason was just his being too careless to remember that. He could change the crowns between two lands as much as he wanted, but nothing was about to change in fact, if he wasn’t about to comprehend a simple verity. Muerte was far too clement to make sharp notations, she supposed that such sapient god as Xibalba could understand the core of his trouble on his own… And if not, then he probably was not as quick-witted as he believed himself to be. Or may be he already knew the reason, but simply was too obstinate to concede it.

Muerte threw a careful glance at the couple who spent their time in the graveyard and smiled reflectively. ❝He’d probably dare to do everything to win her heart,❞ she smirked, ❝If only you haven’t noticed that he already got it,❞ her figure slipped gracefully by Xibalba, sneaking off.                         ❝ ——  You see, my love, unlike us, people used to wear rings to not forget about their marriage,❞ she chuckled.

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*Xibalba quickly starts to smile* Oh my darling, my curiosity is not the point. I'm just bored down here and I started to wonder. What better to pass the time than a little wager? Te gustarias jugar?

                 ♠               ✥✦✥  ░▒▓ ∽⊰ ℳ ⊱∽ ♥⋆                 ❤                  *           Death smirked leniently, placing fragile hand on her hip smoothly                              and beholding a sight of alive people decorating the graveyard.

❝ ——  What’s on your mind?,❞ she glanced at the other god carefully, ❝ I’m not really intrigued to be bountied with another bunch of your sweet promises… ❞ 

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If you roleplay a ship with me,

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You will get—- Adequate ship building time. Realistic obstacles for them to overcome. Sweet fluff. Sexy smut. [if you want] As much action as I can mange. Tons of angst. Possibly random drabbles. Occasional gif/photo sets, or manips. @ tagged in all kinds of things. Headcanons about anything and everything. Completely sick of my ass.

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