#rainingmuses

[entean-runaways]

@rainingmuses​

“Oh, don’t you fret about that, my dear Blackbird. Unlike you, I’ve bad hard at work doing something worth while. Now, come, tell me what you’ve been up to since you faked your death. How’s life among the humans been treating you?”

[mcnymcsks]

@rainingmuses

“Adriel, just to make sure but you did pay the water bill, right? Because I know my very capable and reliable housemate wouldn’t forget to do something like that.”

[legendarysupershag-blog]

@rainingmuses continued from here

“Like, forgive me for the disrespect, man, but that would mean more if you were the first incarnation of Death to say that to me, haha!” Twitching his hand ever so slightly, the almighty Shaggster causes a massive explosion in between himself and Death. Through the smoke and fire, it’s impossible to see him, that is, until, a fist just... appears in front of the reaper’s skull, stopping inches from making contact with it. 

The area around them is... frozen. At least, that’s what it looked like. In reality, this was the space between seconds. an area of time only truly cosmic beings, like Death, or things more mysterious, like the Talented Mr. Rodgers, whose fist still hung right where he had thrown it. Smoke and fire still hung in the air, a side effect existing between seconds, one that would end when one of the pair eventually moved, breaking the fragile nature of existing in their current state.

“Like, I respect you, man, so here’s me saying I made the attempt.” He speaks, with the usual crack at the end of the sentence.

While the fist had stopped, the amount of gale force and heat that would rival that of an Armageddon Level Fiery Hurricane that would be unleashed would be enough to level a continent given a few hours should be enough to make this incarnation of the End of All Thing’s attention.

[mcnymcsks]

Crowds (Yuki)

“I’m not a people person, I don’t like crowds, but big cities and crowded places and strategically good. Easier to hide in. So many souls in one place, with soul protect up it can be harder to detect a singular one, mine gets drowned out by everyone around me.”

[corrupted-sugar-blog]

"If I give you some sweets could you give them to Shio-chan for me?" Mitsuboshi no, don't. (Hope you don't mind this)

While the thought of giving Shio sweets from a sick pervert disgusted her to no end, she accepted them. She still needed him on her side for now but she’s going to throw these away the first chance she gets.

“Thank you, Mitsuboshi-kun. I’m sure she’ll love them!” After putting the sweets away, she asked, “Is there anything else you needed?”