#xinfelicitas

[hiiddeneyes]

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@xinfelicitas​ I must ramble a lot about miri, because she’s one of my favorite people on here. we met when I was still on my first blog, and I admired her a lot from the beginning because her ocs re GREAT. take a look at all her blogs and tell me her muses aren’t amazing ( go take a look also at her Miranda Barma blog because she writes her wonderfully ). dante, amy and irina are definitely my favorite ones, and really, I feel honored to be able to rp with her and develop so many different relationships with our muses. also we are both suckers for gore and this makes me a happy person. yes. and her writing is so stunning, god - because of it she was always one of my biggest inspirations, and she still is. now, let me arrive to the more important part: miri herself. she’s one of the nicest people you’ll ever have the pleasure to meet. no matter when she talks to someone for the last time, even if two months pass she’ll greet them and genuinely be happy to see them again. not to mention that she’s one of the most supportive people ever. she’s a fucking blessing, let’s all admit it. bless her. bless this woman.

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  ❝What do you think...would be a good present for a toddler?❞ She asks idly to anyone who would care to listen. Though she does have a bit of a captive audience since she stopped in front of the toy shop, blocking the way for anyone who wished to proceed. 

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she totally just dropped their barricade. their barricade for les mis was WRECKED because of her. she knew they wouldn’t be mad with her, but-- ❝ oh my GOD how am i going to fix this? my barricade! it took weeks... oh dear, oh me oh MY. ❞ she was trying her damnedest not to swear. ❝ i don’t know what to do. ❞

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☂ picking them up.

     Rosemary went back and forth between the extremes of not wanting to leave her bed, to not being able to rest even for a moment. It seems as if after she takes the first step out of her room she is revitalized by an abundance of energy. The worse if when work is to be done because then she will refuse to relax. This is the case especially during the holiday season since she always seems to have rooms to decorate and pastries to bake. Dante must have noticed all this work was wearing her down because before she could put another tray of cupcakes into the oven he hoisted her up. Despite her protests he told her that he had no choice but to cut her off. 

She tried to wiggle out of his embrace at first but gave up soon after because she realized she had no energy to fight him off so she remained still. He carried her all the way to her bed and as she gazed up at him, she found a smile on her face rather than a look of scorn. Admittedly, she does get carried away sometimes and she does need a friend like Dante to interfere on her behalf. ❝I suppose…I can take an hour off. Thank you.❞ She mumbles before falling into a long needed sleep.

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  ❝Dante, Dante!❞ His mind seems a bit preoccupied at the moment and this distresses her greatly. She crawls onto his lap and then pinches his nose. ❝I asked if you’re going to dress up for Halloween.❞

[hiiddeneyes]

'🔪 for your muse to find my muse lead on the floor disemboweled.' ( more like dante is the cause...but yes, asylum verse turned for the worse? like the absolute worse. i know no shame.)

Gore/Horror Sentence Stuff

🔪 for your muse to find my muse lead on the floor disemboweled.

     eventually there was a moment when all his screaming stopped, as if he was but a radio abruptly turned off by an angry person. Even so, the echo of his own voice was still present in the room, and if he heard carefully there was not just one voice, but THREE crying out loud in agony and pain; and for a moment ( but just for a moment, because this is how it works with hallucinations, they are just fragments you have to catch with your eye quickly before they fade away forever ) he was sure he was not alone in the dim-light anymore and he clearly saw the other two men lying on the floor next to him, their blood filling the cracks between boards, both of them wounded in the same spot as him. Closing his eyes was of no help, for he could see them more clearly and the sight of their intestines was too much for him to bear. 

     ( if you don’t get out of here you’ll end up CRAZIER than before )

     He blinked his eyes open and he was alone again, the voices in his head had all died. 

     He still remembered every second of it: the moment the knife had sunk in his flesh as if it was nothing but paper, the way it had ripped it till half his chest, the blood ( HIS? HIS? ) pouring out the wound like waterfall together with his insides, soft flesh coming out his body like cotton coming out a ragged doll. His mind had blacked out before he could die because of the shock, and next thing he he knew he was lying on the floor, mouth open in a scream, unable to voice a proper word, letting the world know about his pain and helplessness only through sounds which did not sound human at all. 

     ( he was ragged in his body just like he was ragged in his mind )

     And for all that time that other tall, dark figure stood not too close from him, the knife he had used lying on a near table, its blade perfectly clean. And in the mist of his pain, the boy knew well not a single finger would be raised by him to help him. Alone he was, drowning in a nightmare, and nothing could save him now.

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"Would you have told me the truth?"

♡ nbc hannibal quotes ♡

   ❝Hmm...❞ She feels like a child being scolded for her dishonesty. To say that Dante’s presence is having no effect on her would be a lie. When she spends time with him, she is much more likely to have nightmares. Despite this she never pushes him away because she is convinced this is simply an unfortunate byproduct of being with him. She is willing to put up with it because she values their friendship that much. However, she knows that acting as if she is ignorant of what his essence does to her will only lead to problems later on. With some reluctance, she tells the truth and hopes he won’t leave because of it. ❝I just wanted you to stay...don’t be mad, please.❞ 

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xinfelicitas:

( it looks very lovely! )

[ thanks! i tried some new stuff out and idk - it turned out quite good but i think i can doo better uwu ]