Ch-Ch-Ch-Chip of Hell

"Japan's Hell is Jigoku, a realm of hells reserved just for you!" [Beware of catchy autoplay and shitposting] [Written by Rae].

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  I hate to do it, but the muse just isn’t cooperating with me. I’m going to drop all of my current threads ya’ll. Thanks for sticking with me and sorry to lose all motivation without warning, everybody.

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  “Awwww yeah guys! Please tell me you all saw that chick? She could ruin us any day! Let’s ditch this lame bod and get laid!”   “No way, I saw her first and I hate to share!”   “I need some booze!”

  He felt their bickering inside so briefly he convinced himself it didn’t exist. When within the field of work blue dots blurred the corner of his eyes, he shoved everything into his drawer, feeling the pulse within his wrist. He ran off without bothering to explain to the bemused secretary, chasing the specters with unease. 

  “M--my onibi! Wait, come back! You can’t just leave me all of the sudden! I don’t want to be mortal and boring!” The demon turned boy rested his hands on his knees and panted desperately, winded by the unsuccessful chase. Pure horror struck the lone child’s face. “If...if they find somebody else who knows what trouble they’ll cause?!”

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@yonaguniuma || starter call

—✕ █ ▌❝What is Halloween LIKE for someone such as yourself?❞ Eyes immediately lift to glance upon SMALL horns; though simply nubs, they remain big enough to earn his notice, and therefore, likely remain big enough to earn the notice of many OTHERS. Those eyes lower, focusing now upon the sharp tapering of ears. ❝Does it ever BORE you? Telling others that you wear no costume?❞

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  Karauri reaches up to twist the tip of his ear just a little. The physical evidence he owned that wrath was not rewarded with a gentle acquittal. “I’m...n--not really. The few weird looks I get aren’t disruptive like they could be a century ago. If they think I’m cute, it’s flattering!”   “I might be nervous, but never bored. Even as a mortal I was...unremarkable. Horns and fangs never changed that for me. I don’t stick out like other demons. It just isn’t my style. When someone thinks I’m different because I’m just being me...it feels new.”

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ハロウィーン

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(Transparent if you click) Magician-Nasubi

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Karauri u done fucked up, son

[enchantedpoofs]

“A poet? No. I’m nothing of the sort my friend. I’m just a man in awe of the majesty that nature grants us. I’ve learned to love the little things. What little things do you love?”

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  “W--well, I...sort of enjoy the dishonest twinkle in someone’s eye just before they beg for mercy. I like the moment after when they realize it’s futile, or...a soapy back scrub. As long as the soap isn’t itchy. Both are warm...but nothing is as warm as hearing the person you adore say hello...”

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𝒵𝓏𝓏..

Cream Teddy rolled over, somewhat restless, and held onto her bear with both arms. Her bed felt unusually hard, and there were faint noises that didn’t mesh with the colorful, vivid environment of her dreamy sweets shop; even her dream-friends were suspiciously absent. Through the sound of rain pattering against her hallucination’s windows, she could detect the faintest of beeping noises… Maybe the cookies were done?

As Teddy slept on, blissfully unaware of her surroundings, an irate man continued to lay on the horn of his motorcycle.

BEEPBEEPBEEPBEEPBEEEEEEEEEEEEP–

“Somebody get this chick out of the road! She’s blocking traffic!”

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  Karauri had dreamed of living a life inside a shoujo manga, but this was ridiculous. One moment he was cycling home after another day of paperwork, the next he was defending a straight up anime character from roid rage himself, impulse drawing him into the ruckus. “H--Hey! You can’t just sleep in the middle of traffic, lady! Wake up!”   Gripping her shoulder, he began to shake her. It was threatening; the motorcycle’s resentful purr. How could anyone sleep through this? Not even Nasubi was that heavy of a sleeper, yet there she dreamt in bliss.   Perturbed exhales fluttered from his chest. He envied her rest. “You call that clearing traffic? Children shouldn’t play in the road!” The punk bellows, incensing the dwarf to the point he grabs the drowsy girl and proceeds to drag her out of harm’s way. 

 “This is definitely the beginning of a cliche anime...Ichiko-chan and Niko-chan would be excited...what thanks I get.” He mutters in a mendaciously grouchy manner, persistently patting the cheek of the sleepy stray. 

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enchantedpoofs:

“The season is beginning to finally change. The winds are blustery, painting the land with an array of fallen leaves colored red, orange, and yellow. Tis a beautiful sight no?”

  “Are you a poet? You have an elaborate way with words. I wish I had that kind of imagination. I really admire that in a person.”

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[Karauri voice] Nasubi for the love of all that is good and mother to us all, Amaterasu!! STOP!!! PRACTICING!! COPROPHILIA!!!!!!!111

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As an Roleplayer in the Tumblr community, I’m fine with other muses commenting on posts my muse makes or reblogging asks I’ve been sent with their own take on what was posted about. In fact, I LIKE IT! It’s fun! But I’m not sure who else wants that interaction on their RP blog like this- so if you reblog this I’ll know it’s okay to interact with your character this way.

(Just remember don’t re-blog RolePlay threads that aren’t yours! Usually those are between specific people, and outside people reblogging them makes it difficult to keep track of when their partner has responded. But re-blogging general posts and asks with in-character shenanigans? Do it! Let’s have some fun!!!)

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Cucumbers & Cucumbers & Cucumbers & Cucumbers & Cucumbers & A Bitch

『 ❂inhabae 』   He is--walking in less than Hell. He is--dressed to cast a spell. This time he wasn’t carrying mail in his satchel. Inside is a lunchbox, a cooler full of pickled cucumbers he’d locked in that eerie cell.  Karauri wasn’t just hauling cucumbers for his own health--he was making ends meet to make up for the money he’d thrown into his own broadcast. Not everyone appreciated the honor of pickled cucumbers; kind of like how unappreciated he felt despite his will to be steadfast.   In that respect, nobody asked for cucumbers. Especially not on a night suited for sugary wonders. He was no exception, because other than his satchel he carried a candy-filled bucket. He couldn’t decide if he was succeeding or failing tonight, and this was his last apartment because he was running out of room to add to his midnight buffet.   He hoped it was a lady this time. Men really didn’t care much for his products, wouldn’t give a dime. “Tr--trick or treat! I have something that will make your face smooth and neat!”

 The way the door hurtled open was enough to make him scream, let alone the person who answered. “...!!”

  Karauri’s bucket slipped out of his hand and he stammered. “B--Bae-sama? This is where y--you live?!”

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im too lazy to check if there's hair ruffling but hair ruffling it is

I WOULD SUE IF IT WASN’T  “I wasn’t going to nag,” The demon with his equine spirit denied with an air of stubbornness. He was on the edge of sulking, for that was a sore spot that everyone took advantage of, making him lusterless. 

  “I only wanted to ask if you wanted to come along and eat out, Cranky-neechan…” Despite their dissension, Karauri didn’t hesitate to prepare her an ice pack. He was a bit on edge, expecting a sudden irritable smack. None came, fingers scribbling through his short hair and disheveling his Vegeta bangs. Nervously he grit together his fangs.  “I would prefer if you were more careful though…they weren’t worth it. I just wish I could see it,” Honestly he didn’t much care to be an audience, but dammit he wasn’t going to nag, he just wasn’t!  For all he knew she deserved every bruise on her face, but he would see her some other time if she was hellbent. He didn’t have the energy, in this case. Karauri also felt small, like it wasn’t his place. For once he bit his tongue. After all, her comment had stung.  At least she didn’t beat him up. He remained sad, like a kicked pup. “Just…please don’t disrupt the peace if you come. I don’t want to eat alone.”

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fun fact i initially wrote "heir ruffling"

INITIALLY THIS FACT HAS SAVED MY LIFEIT’S MAGICAL BECAUSE I GOT THREE ASKS TODAY

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YOUR FANDOM LAY DOWN

answer the questions below and then tag some people.

JUST KIDDING MY FAMILY ALL DIED TWO YEARS AGO I DIDN’T EVEN KNOW THEM

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“Hozuki no Reitetsu” Meme #2

“In Hell, the ironclad rule is protect thyself.” “Idols, you say?” “No, I’m not delivering corn.” “Scary story? Sounds like a Hairy Horey!” “You are 100 times more handsome than Hozuki!” “I will not leave you, even if it kills me!” “You are already dead.” “I must improve my muscles.” “I guess you can grow tired of something if you blow it for 800 years.” “The ultimate example of rooting for the underdog.” “Powerlessness refines strategy.” “I want to achieve a more manly outward appearance!” “What do I have to do to be like you?” “I used a millstone to make mincemeat of the dead, then I dropped large stones on them.” “The slow-boiled eggs from the brain-pecking bird is a demon delicacy.” “I’d rather stay away from Hell’s delicacies.” “I just really need you to focus on the big picture that is you.” “I will now take you on a field trip to observe ruthless torture.” “Demons are cruel and inhuman by nature.” “You reap what you sow. The mills of God grind slowly but surely.” “My motto is ‘slow but certain revenge.’” “The world needs to be ruled in the spirit of Hammurabi–oh, a leaf!” “So, would anybody else care for a puff?” “Or, would you rather have a nice lump of poo?” “Now, now, ladies do not go around carrying poo.”

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Nag? N a g ? N A G ?

“I know how all the girls in middle school felt. I’m so ignored...”