#cantusanguis

[sextilleon-a]

@cantusanguis​

weeding out the weakness in the ug

" Awww c'mon. I was tooled!

     Meeeg. Meeeegs.

          Meg-chaaan. ”

[catncore]

❛   boy, i sure love it when my husband ignores me. it’s almost like he enjoys listening to me suffer, that bastard.    ❜

[undyinglegends-blog]

@cantusanguis

{ α }

”Megumi.”

Joshua didn’t care that people drank. While his own personal history with alcohol made him shy away from drinking himself, others drinking around him, he didn’t mind. Megumi drank, and Joshua didn’t much care. His life, his personal tastes.

But he started to notice that Megumi was drinking more. And more. Including Game nights. Never before had Megumi drank on Game nights, and that was what set off a thousand red flags for Joshua. The other was drinking in excess now, and that scared Joshua. It made him afraid for his Conductor--and concerned. Why was he drinking so much more? Was it because of the Long Game? Was the stress of it simply so much that it drove him to drink to cope?

So he appeared at the Pad, face neutral, and walked over to the Conductor as he ignored the stench of alcohol. Joshua sat next to Megumi at the bar, folded arms propping him up on the counter. How should he approached? How does he approach this?

“I was... hoping that I could talk to you for a moment.”

{ Ω }

[gamblingtime]

♤ //  " Is that what you call ‘affection’ for one another? ”

[kiibearer-a]

     ✰—- It had been some time since he had visited Radiant Garden, a pit stop from their journeys to refuel their supply and mostly gather more insight on where their journey should take them next. There were always more heartless to fight, more leads to follow and people to find. Donald had given him a laundry list of things to grab, reminding him of their importance with a small munny pouch bouncing in his pocket.        Musing over the list he wandered his into the storefront of a small corner shop, eyes combing the store before he realized his mistake.       ❝ Oh sorry ! I was just—wondering what a back here. Uh, do you happen to have any magic books ? ❞

@cantusanguis​ ★.

[weatherford]

What is Cyrus

                    a beautiful nightmare.

@cantusanguis​

[flourishlink-blog]

                    “-------- Is there a REASON I should be scared?”

@cantusanguis

[groovepawn]

'!!'

             🌻 Send ‘!!’ and I’ll write a para description                 of your muse from mine’s perspective! 🌻

                                                Still accepting.

He’s a nasty old man with long greasy hair. His suit is so last year and he literally wears sunglasses inside. The only cool thing about him is his headphones—and somehow, he even makes them look uncool. He’s gross, his slimy, he’s old, he’s icky. It’s like he, befittingly, slithered out of a hole in the ground. Go back in.

He acts so self-righteous in the way he condemns children to hell at the command of another. He made her best friend play a game of life-and-death for a total of three times. He’s an undead entity, and somehow, he’s the prime (albiet otherworldly) example of a conceited adult. She’s rather die than end up like that; she’d face erasure than become a Reaper. To crawl up the ranks of despicable system as their was unforgivable and disgusting.

She doesn’t like him. She’s rare to ever consider enemies, but a snake like him certainly proved her otherwise. He’d have to shed the skin he so proudly wears to ever find himself on her good side. And most especially, he’d absolutely have to get a better suit.