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requested by anon •Erza Scarlet
🌟
Get to know the people in my muse’s life.
🌟 …someone my muse trusts.
Herself. It can be a bit hard for Ziarae to trust someone, and she often tends to do things herself.
why u no love me shinigami-chan
“Simply don’t know you all that well King.” i had too many threads with jup okay
😜
Get to know the people in my muse’s life.
😜 …someone who makes my muse laugh.
Fritz does Ziarae laugh, with frazzled mannerisms. Not to be mean, but it does amuse her and she tries to calm him down.
💕 [ correct answer is 'our lord and saviour zeus' ]
Get to know the people in my muse’s life.
💕 …someone my muse loves.
haha very funny
In all honestly while he’s not here ( right now that is ) Jup is Zia’s son and she adores him so, she’s pretty much adopted him and heaven ( Olympus? ) forbid anyone touch him because oh there’s gonna be a scythe at your throat.
Get to know the people in my muse’s life.
Send me a symbol and I’ll tell you about…
🌟 …someone my muse trusts. 💔 …someone who broke my muse’s heart. 💕 …someone my muse loves. 😒 …someone my muse hates. 🔥…someone my muse would die for. 💀 …someone my muse would kill for. 👻 …someone my muse considers a best friend. 💘 …someone my muse has a crush on. 🔪 …someone my muse hurt in the past. 👀 …someone my muse likes, but doesn’t trust. 💩 …someone my muse dislikes, but admires. 👿 …someone my muse used to like, but doesn’t anymore. 💋 …someone my muse used to date. 😜 …someone who makes my muse laugh. 👪 …someone in my muse’s family. 👑 …someone my muse is jealous of. 👊 …someone who hates my muse. 👫 …someone who has a crush on my muse. 👌 …someone my muse has only met once, but will never forget. 🍓…someone my muse has never met, but wants to meet. 👰 …someone my muse would consider marrying.
whispers just here to say that I finally actually wrote Ziarae’s domain so if you head on over to her blog and read it yeah it’s there.
@sscythed
–Using the dagger hidden in his sleeve, he slowly walks up to a girl cowering in fear as the scent of iron wads off of him. He tilts her head up with his blood-covered weapon, and can’t help but release a laugh as tears fall from her eyes. “Shh… It’ll be okay now, you’ll be with them all soon enough.”
–Her pleas for mercy fall on deaf ears though, and because her innocent voice sounds like nails across a chalkboard to him, he slits her jugular, watching her choke and die on her own blood with glee.
–A mass murder of a town. No survivors are left to tell the tale. Finally, Eris takes off his disguise as one of the townsman and waits upon a fountain in the middle of the city for her to come.
–And, as if right on cue, she appears before him. Wherever he went, she was bound to follow. He couldn’t remember if she hated him or not, but she had no reason to, right? He was the one that gave her a job after all–a purpose. Perhaps a bit presumptuous and egotistical of him, but he was right, wasn’t he?
Mass murders weren’t common, so as the GOD of DEATH, she had to come see. What person had snapped and went on this little bloody spree?
The air was laced with the metallic scent, she could almost taste it on her tongue. The reaper wasn’t surprised to see Eris ( DISCORD was his thing after all ), nor really to see the scarlet resting on his fingertips. Did he do this? Of course he did. He did revel in blood after all.
“Did you have your fun Eris?” she asked, holding her scythe, feeling the chill coming from her blade. “You could say that you really went to town here.”
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Erza Scarlet エルザ スカーレット ☆ for scarletail
He raised his eyebrows in response, sputtering and trying not to sound rude. He knew that women were in control of their own bodies, and that he shouldn’t be trying to cover up what they probably intended to show, so he instead shook his head, hanging it low as he readied an apology for her to stumble from his lips, looking down at himself and letting out a yelp, “I-I–I’m sorry!”
“It’s fine, relax.”
She wasn’t really that bothered, but if he expected to cover up during this heat, he had another thing coming. The summer heat was particularly strong today, and her usual garb of black was far too suffocating to think about wearing.
“I’m not mad.”
There are ways of dying that don’t end in funerals. Types of death you can’t smell.
Haruki Murakami, Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman (via justcrisel)
Whosoever is delighted in solitude is either a wild beast or a god.
Plato, Protag..I 337, (via wordsnquotes)
The main point to drawing a sword is to let your purest emotions burst into a single moment!
mythology: Thánatos (θάνατος) requested by @likethebogflower (and @christophercarrioned)
Son of Nyx and Erebos, and twin of Hypnos. Was regarded as merciless and indiscriminate, hated by—and hateful towards—mortals and the deathless gods.
“[…] but the other has a heart of iron, and his spirit within him is pitiless as bronze: whomsoever of men he has once seized he holds fast: and he is hateful even to the deathless gods.“
you taste of cigarettes and gasoline burning, burning and sizzling flesh feebly, feebly drawing breath of empty air as a midnight scythe separates soul from the rest & the rest of life after death blankets me and reduces vessel to melting bone and red-hot flesh
@nymphei, for Thanatos (via nymphei)
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Staring from the side of his eye is something that he often does, and it isn’t something that he’s going to stop doing, especially not when he saw a rather striking looking young woman with red thrills of hair spiraling down her back. He blushed profusely and tugged his shirt off, shoving it at her despite the possibility that it wouldn’t fit her body and he was just showing off his lanky-ness as a result. “H–Here! You–You’re showing a lot of skin.”
“And does that bother you?”
An eyebrow raised, the reaper looked over the human, noticing the blush across his face. Was he that flustered? She wasn’t wearing much just because how hot it’s been ( it was summer after all ).
“You can just look away you know.”