#daemonduality

[floristpyre]

-dramatic face- handholding

“don’t need a scale for this one. if someone holds my hand i’ll internally combust from being too flustered.”

[crossxskulled]

@daemonduality​ said: I don't know you, and you don't know me. I don't even know if it's my place to say, but have you ever got the sense there's strange things you can't quite explain like something looming over your head at times or seeing places that shouldn't exist? You're not quite haunted though. Not sure what I can offer you. 

☠ - Any line like that coming from someone out the sticks is immediately suspicious.

At this point being in the realm of not knowing each other suits him perfectly fine. Looming within that gaze was an assumed sense of mysticism that remains way over his head despite the searing jolt of humanity that now empowers him. Ryuji’s eyes remained stalwart as he eases to standoff-ish position, vigil, enough keywords drawn within his head to easily get the scoop that something is off here. Walking this newly made trail of reality and the gunk filled heart of others could do that to a person.

If this girl were to pay enough attention she’d see in this case it’d be no different from Ryuji. A presence remains steady in the air, billowing, enough points being noted and the gaze of a salted, skeletal captain looms it’s voracious gaze upon her. Despite any and all hints it currently remains invisible to the human eye outside of this distinct sensation of heaviness. “Yer pretty damn gutsy, especially if creepy shit like that is the first thing you wanna get into.” Did this have a thing or two to do with Mementos itself? Is there some third party where this weird power stuff was going down? For a change he finds himself racing towards actual questions compared fortifying body and mine.

He’s not too damn sure how he feels about that either.

"If ghost are tryin’ to have a tea party ‘round me, first thing I’d do is haul ass. You one of those people that love the whole freaky spiritual shtick?”

[withoutcomedy]

rain or shine?

[kxllingjoke]

Rumors meme | Accepting | @daemonduality

daemonduality asked: 💬 + Been a lot of missing children lately, and police  don't appear to be a hurry to deal with it. Guess it's because every one of those kids don't really have anyone to watch over them or guardians that care. Kinda sad.

That was quite the rumor, here he thought she was going to bring up something more or less about him, people do often talk after all but to know that there are soo many different children dealing with such distress was something he wasn’t going to stand for. Even with the metaverse gone, something needed to be done. “I’ve actually got a friend on the force..can you tell me more about these kids?”

[dreeming-royalty]

🔪 + memes belonging to the year 2000. like mcbeefiroth and kfcloud

Send 🔪 to attack my muse! Accepting!

Butterscotch is just... staring in confusion. He is so incredibly meme illiterate.

“Why are you showing me these?” he asked, tilting his head to the side.

[freakrun]

@daemonduality​ ;; strangers

It was maybe around 2:11 am, as Kris got up rubbing his eyes. His room would be dark, his walls would be covered in glow in the dark stars though which made him happy somewhat. He gets up as the floor makes a screeching sound; walking to window he opens it. CLICK. Kris breathes in as the gently breeze hits his face before jumping up to get out of the window. 

[magustempus]

daemonduality started following you!

@daemonduality

“Hello!”

[gift-of-mercy]

Hollow

Send my muse a word and they’ll tell you something about their past related to that word (Angst Edition).

Hollow is a feeling you get when he breaks up with you, and you’re left without guidance. You spent so much of your time following him, listening to every word, being at his beck and call. You were so dedicated--you craved those fleeting praises, you clung to the idea of a sad boy you once befriended and promised you’d never leave his side.

But you deviated from the path, made a choice of your own, and he was angry. You couldn’t take it back, and desperately wished you could. Begging him to understand, to tell you how you could make up for it, but he tells you the damage has already been done. He leaves, and you’re left with the terrifying concept that you don’t know who you are without him. Every day, every breath, every beat of your heart spent on one person, and suddenly you don’t know if there’s anything left of “you.”

You’re left completely empty, hollow, worthless.