#scorpionfear

[weakgreenlion-blog]

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 “Oh, um, excuse me. Are you... a relative of any of the students here? Or perhaps someone who is looking to apply into the school?”

[rubeusofbmc]

Wanderer

“Do you enjoy creeping around the neighborhood at night, kid?” 

[severedbond]

“With…us?” Was he talking about the blonde haired idiot too? Calpurnia didn’t understand. Why? Just…why? “You are mistaken…I can never have a home here. I am bound by emotion, not contract.” She murmured, squeezing Hamlet tightly in her arms. “My love must be a nuisance to you…”

The last part had been ignored completely. He never truly recognized her feelings, ignoring her anytime she brought it up. A dark gaze settled on her, hand resting against his jawline as he rested on the table.

“Then. Shall we make a contract.“

[naru-uzumaki]

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   ❝Ya know --- it’s pretty cold out here. Sakura-chan told me no one should be out here for too long ‘ttebayo. Are ya lost or something?❞ 

      HOPEFULLY HE HADN’T INTERRUPTED ANYTHING --- but when he noticed the woman by herself, he couldn’t help but take notice. 

[angelic-din-mortem]

Starter: #16

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John was just working on putting books on the the lower shelves deep in the back. When he hears the bell ring, telling him a guest has open the door he tilts his head a bit. “I am sorry, but the store has closed for the day. If you come back around eight the store will be opened by then.”

[always-wayfinder-blog]

I must admit, you're very beautiful.

“I-I don’t know what to say!”

[kurus-u-blog]

@scorpionfear is being secretly summoned.

•••   ‘’ Funky looking book, why was this in the library ?? ‘’ Old leather cover, bizarre symbols, the smell of sulphur;  was this even allowed to the public ??  Lounged within Leblanc’s attic, he found comfort by his minimal desk covered by mild dust.  Ever since taking the role of the leader at the Phantom Thieves, this place became slightly more . . . neglected.  Lithe hands spread the book’s body apart, revealing a myriad of rice paper sheets gone mouldy, each page succulent with age.  In fact, they looked almost brittle enough to rip at the slightest of touches. If not enough the scriptures were ancient, in some dialect he never heard about . . . which made him sigh.  

‘’ Why did I borrow this, to begin with? ‘’ There must have been something more to it, the librarian spoke of such.  Inquisitive fingers rummaged through each page separately, underlining phrases in a pretence of understanding.  Yet, nothing came into enlightenment and eventually the book got shut.  ‘’  Hmm . . . ‘’

[costofsin]

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       The hand was no stranger to the ways of black magic, and although this was one such ritual he’d never bared witness to before it seemed to be of little consequence, as the candles around him blew out in a gust of smoke and dust radiating from the brilliant, dark entity standing before him proved his skills at summoning such beasts were on point.

                   ❝ Welcome to New York, Demon ❞