Queen of Liars

Indie and semi-selective blog for Celestia Ludenberg. Still under construction.

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I’ve finally finished my first semester in university, and I’m heading for my first semester in another. I got some free time now, and I’ll probably return.

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I’m sorry I haven’t been able to be here. It’s just university. I didn’t imagine it’d take all of my free time like this.

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musesgonnamuse:

hurt MY sibling and i WILL kill you

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Making themes i sthe worst

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xshinguuji:

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“Certainly one such as yourself cannot be fooled into thinking that this wastleland is a respite? This is anything but…” He gestured to the blood not to far from the pair. It trailed into the sewers and splattered onto the walls. “Do you even have a weapon for… dire circumstances should they come? Your flashy clothes highlight how new you are; you are a walking into a group of bulls wearing the bright crimson that angers them so.” He clicked his tongue, a sound which alerted nearby strays to their presence. “I know I seem very… suspecious, and perhaps even approaching you may be confirming malicious intentions on my part, but I cannot leave you in such a dangerous place… allow me to take you somewhere less harrowing.” 

Whether a gentleman in disguise or an animal ready to devour its prey, his intentions involved secluding her from the danger and the peeking eyes. Was she being led to a trap? Once they were away from all ears, would her screams fall deaf? Celestia’s mind began to work out the possibilities and outcomes as he began to talk and continued even after he finished, forcing a few awkward seconds of silence before she finally uttered an answer.

“Fine.” Unlike previously her words, albeit pronounced with a soft voice, had an austere tone. “However, don’t allude yourself. I’m far more prepared for your schemes than you think.”

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mahirukoizoomzoom:

Her tone sent a message that she wasn’t playing around, neither was Mahiru but how else would she put it? She was just as stuped as her, all she really wanted was answers to this questions but it kept spawning more like a breeding pool. Her tone also told her she was starting to get fed up with this, who wouldn’t? But she had to press forward, she needed to. “Fine if that’s what you want I’ll tell it as it is. I was scouring the neighbourhood for some angles for my aforementioned portfolio. So I found some good angles, took the pictures and lo and behold you were in everyone of them.”

She sighed, wondering how ludocris she’d sounded right now repeating the story once more. But facts were facts…”So much for being SHSL Photographer, if I can’t take a single clean picture…”

Only after the abbreviation that calm had settled in again. Maybe only momentarily, but a respite was always welcomed in a hectic conversation. Celestia was well aware that made someone a Super High School Level and it was the invitation from Hope’s Peak Academy - the same one she had received. Now, her trust hadn’t been entirely placed on the photographer, for she was still skeptical, but her rage seemed to fade away.

“You claim to be from Hope’s Peak Academy? Hmm...” Cogs turning inside her head as she tried to recall, even for a second, her face. Had she seen her within the academy? “I don’t entirely recall your face, whatsoever.”

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I have various things to do so, like this for preference?

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I love??? you??? and your Celes! It's just really fun talking to you OOC and I really like how you portray her. You're just really easy to approach and that makes me happy because Celes is a really cool character! I feel sort of bad that I'm sometimes too busy to talk to you and don't know what to say but I appreciate you very much ♡♡♡

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah omg who is this i need to hug

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I'd love it if even one person did this

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Go on ANON and tell me what you think of me. I do not want to know who it is, at all. Don’t tell me who it is, don’t give me hints, don’t say your screen name. Tell me exactly what you think of me. Don’t sugarcoat things. Don’t lie. If you hate me, tell me why. Tell me what I’m doing wrong. If you like me, tell me why. Tell me exactly what you think of me.

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I’m immortal You may steal the breath from my lips But my voice will be carried on the wind

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hey there !  sorry for how completely un-fancy this is , but these do tend to float around quicker  &  i’d really like to find some more people to play with !  so if you could me a favor  &  like or reblog this if you’d be up to interacting with a komaeda nagito  (  suicide  /  death triggers prominent  )  from sdr2 that’d be rad  &  i’ll check out your blog xoxo  —  stevie

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                since   i   am   a   weak   individual,   i’ve   decided   to   give   into   the   hype   of   these   icon   promos.   please    like    /    reblog    if    you’re   willing   to    write   with   a   canon   divergent    tsumiki   mikan   via.   sdr2   -   rules   are   here.

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guys.. send me love or i die

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@cxruscxte

There is a hidden hatred for the wealthy and famous among the commoners and it expresses in the form of jealousy. Whether they are aware or not is meaningless for it still exists. Much of the idolization of idols come from the desire to become themselves, to steal their identity. Obviously, there are other reasons to attach and idolize someone but it’s mostly jealousy. At least, that’s how Celestia guesses. She’s well aware that, if not all the time, most of the compliments have a hint of jealously build within. And she, unlike others, is well aware she is jealous of idols.

Not of their fame, her career choice doesn’t allow for immense popularity, but of their life. She knows they’re actress and actors but...but she can’t help and stare at their smiles. At every moment, at every minute, they are smiling. Did someone carve that shape into their face? Were they born with only one emotion?

So when approached by her - and she was well aware who she was - she couldn’t help but hesitate before managing (barely) to force a smile. “Hm? Well...yes...I suppose I can help.” Agreeing to the deed before even knowing it was foolish but she could always retract in her words.

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I promised myself against this but fuck it. Like or reblog this post if you are willing to roleplay with an independent FUYUHIKO KUZURYUU from sdr2. Private and cross-over friendly. Please read rules before interacting.

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        JUMPING ONTO THE BANDWAGON, please like and/or reblog this post if you’re willing to roleplay with an independent SHINGUUJI KOREKIYO from ndrv3! NOT SPOILER FREE. Please read the rules before interacting. Thank you and happy roleplaying!

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@ahogerobotto

The spoon created small waves and designed a consistent flow in the shape of a circle, similar to how a school routine shapes student’s schedules and forces them into the same path or much like a stream pushing the fishes into one direction. But unlike the latter two, her spoon and cup were insignificant and, if not by Celestia herself, allowing her thoughts to deviate, no one would have made the comparison. And her imagination would continue to expand into comparisons and much more hadn’t for a strange figure appeared on the other side of the cafeteria. One that, even among the students of Hope’s Peak Academy, stood out. If they were pink roses in a field of yellow lilies, the figure was a bouquet of various flowers.

Being within the academia, Celestia wouldn’t have guessed they were not a part of the gifted and talent children, but only a reverse course student. And with such outstanding body ( No flesh, but metal, as someone was within the metallic body), they really seemed more of a prestigious and famous student rather than a normal...person? The Ultimate Inventor, perhaps? Building themselves a suit to live within? Or was it controlled by waves sent by a remote?

Either way, whoever build the...thing...was surely wealthy...

That alone was enough to pique Celestia’s interest.

“Oh...my...what an interesting body you have.” Faking naiveness, the gambler pretended she wasn’t well aware of the monetary means the owner had.