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There we go! Mahiru-No-Yo in all her breathtaking glory.
I really adore her character. She’s a stunning woman who’s receiving way too much hate in my eyes. She’s the true queen of OnS who has done her best to deserve the title. Being able to break out of the birdcage called her life while playing with the most capable magical syndicates of Japan, well, that’s something worthy of respect.
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Prompt #50
“Have I ever told you how much I love you?”
“No, you failed to mention that inbetween all the times you tried to kill me.”
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[ tears ] your muse wiping away mine’s tears .
A soft cry of pain, quickly bitten off,and the gleaming bokken clattered to the ground a few feet from wherethe boy was kneeling on the floor, clutching his wrist to his chest.Above him, thin chest heaving, his nine-year-old sister, a year hisjunior, was looking down at him pensively; she hadn't spared force,as he hadn't, but once again, she had bested him. At ten, Kureto wasalready growing into the vague lankiness of a young teen, standing agood foot over Mahiru – and yet, again, she had beaten him. Theykept their positions, her with her own bokken trained at his face,him crouching with his aching arm curled close, until the oneswatching them were once more talking among themselves, the spectaclequickly forgotten in favour of something else. They had only watchedthe last few moments of the Hiiragi heirs' sparring session, andbesides, it wasn't as interesting without real swords. If theirweapons hadn't been wood, Kureto's hand would have been sliced off atthe wrist instead of breaking clean through the bone.
The moment the men were turned away,Mahiru lowered her training sword and crouched down in front of herbig brother, her voice tinted with soft urgency. “Let me see. Doesit hurt?“ She was expected to best him, as he was expected to besther, but while she went along with their demands of testing herstrength against his, she never took any enjoyment in it. It was acruel tradition, and more often than not she actually consideredletting Kureto win every now and then; she progressed faster than he,both in physical combat and in magical, and she knew the cruelpatriarch of their family shamed him for it, hoping to make him tryharder, grow faster. She bit her lower lip when he unfurled enough tolet her see, his wrist angry red and already darkening, tilted at anangle that seemed unnatural. She wanted to apologize, but his pridewas hurting harder than his arm, and that was obvious, too. Instead,Mahiru cupped his twisted face in her hands, thumbs stroking thewetness that was little sweat and all tears on his cheeks. “It'sokay, you'll be okay. Come on. It's not that bad, let's get youwrapped up.“
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[ groom ] your muse adjusting mine’s appearance , such as straightening a tie , fixing their hair , or buttoning their shirt for them , etc .
There was no doubt that the vampires,bane of their existence as they had been since before they'd beenborn, had style when it came to parties. The capital of Sanguinem mayhave been underground but the ceilings were kept high enough to notseem cramped. Mahiru, in all her spoiled years as an heir to theprestigious Hiiragi name, had never seen a room this lavish –possibly because their father didn't really care for aesthetics asmuch as he did for means to an end. Lit torches doused the hugeballroom in warm, flickering light, reflecting off of golden floorsand pristine ivory walls. Crystal glasses filled with dark redglittered from trays and tables. There were no snacks, of course.
For the first time in a long, longwhile, Mahiru felt nervous. This wasn't her usual playground; thiswas new, stifling territory in which all the other players had beenparticipating for so long that they had grown bored of the gamebefore she had even opened her eyes for the first time. There wastension in the air, as if a fight was breaking out amidst politeconversation and fake smiles. It was an opportunity for this elitecrowd to get dressed up, establish their pecking order anew, go homeafter thinking how much they would hate everyone else if apathyhadn't claimed all of them so many centuries ago already. City guardssilently stood watch against nonexistent threats, uniforms impeccablywhite while the nobles had strayed from their usual attires to bringout the clothes they had liked the best in the long years that theyhad been alive. Mahiru felt underdressed for the first time in thelace dress she had been provided, even if it was sure to stand out asa red as bright as her eyes now, clinging to porcelain skin from thehigh collar starting just beneath her jaw, delicate sleeves almostreaching her fingertips where they flared dramatically sudden at thewrist, a gentler billow starting at her knees to sweep the flooraround her feet. She was covered almost completely and still feltnaked – the red would mark her, she felt.
A steady, reassuring presenceapproached her from the hallway behind her, the path she had taken tothe ballroom only to stop here, at the doors, mere feet from guardswho were flanking the doors and beginning to eye her curiously as shecontinued to just stand there. A hand touched her twisted up hair, afingertip gliding along the strand of pearls woven into the ashenlocks, a murmured compliment from the only person she knew had neverlied to her and wasn't likely to start now. For the nth time sinceshe had awoken to this new life, her fangs nicked her tongue and shegrimaced, turning to her brother and looking up at him – Kureto hadit infinitely easier, she thought, looking perfectly at ease in thesuit he was wearing, something he had worn hundreds of times before.It was yet another uniform for him, something that flattered himeffortlessly. She reached up, smoothing her hands over his broadshoulders and down his chest, frowning at the miniscule pretendwrinkles in his lapels. With a sigh, and more to calm her than it wasto fix him, she undid his tie and re-tied it, slow, methodicalmovements that soothed her frazzled mind. “Can't let all of themsee you this disheveled...“
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I’m sorry that people are so jealous of me… but I can’t help it if I’m popular.
Mahiru probably (via incorrectnoseraph)
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If you don’t terrify people a little bit, then what’s the point?
Kureto Hīragi, probably (via hellokohai)
@decernimus
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Owari no Seraph
Happy Birthday || Mahiru Hīragi
↳ July 26
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'You were dead’ Starters:
You were dead starters:
1. No, I saw you die - how are you here?
2. I killed you!
3. I ripped out your heart, what is going on!?
4. I saw you burn, yet - you have no burning scars…
5. You drowned! I saw you drown!
6. I buried you, you were declared dead.
7. Cancer killed you - I saw you break!
8. You had an accident, there was nothing left…
9. You were murdered at your home - there was blood everywhere!
10. No, they ripped you into pieces - I recognized you!
11. You were missing your head - and here you are, complete.
12. I choked you, I held your throat in my hand and crushed you!
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ANIMAL FAMILIAR.
Like the Eagle, an animal well known for its symbolism of a brave soul, you are not afraid to step outside your comfort zone and face the unknown. You follow your heart, and let your fiery spirit lead the way through life's adventures. This familiar is said to be a symbol of light, and will encourage you to follow your passions in life and dare to complete goals that no one has been bold enough to try before!
An Eagle familiar will help their master in battle, protect them from enemies, and lead them towards adventures in life.
~~***~~
This familiar represents
-Bravery
-Strong spirit
-Adventurousness
-Responsibility
-Strength
-Dignity
tagged by @decernimus
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Mahiru: I have done nothing wrong, ever, in my life
Kureto: That's a fucking lie and we both know it
Mahiru: you ruiNED MY MEME
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decernimus hat auf deinen Eintrag geantwortet: [ comfort ] your muse pulling mine into a...
*gross sobbing.*
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[ comfort ] your muse pulling mine into a reassuring hug. Baby Mahiru and Kureto, ok.
The screams echoed through the house again. Muffled, yes, since their source was locked away deep beneath the house, but Mahiru could hear them regardless. Between every clap of lightning, every rumble of thunder, the thing that was her mother bellowed her misery through thick granite and wood all the way into her bedroom.
It was impossible to sleep like this, and it made her tremble also, too frozen to do much more than hide under her covers. Her door opened, the sound of little feet quickly crossing the distance between the doorway and her bed, and her mattress dipped, skinny arms wrapping around her. Still cocooned in her comforter, Mahiru leaned against her big brother. At six, he was just over a year older than her, and he was fond of pulling her hair when he thought no one would notice - but in nights like this one, he seemed to know how much she needed hug, and she loved him fiercely for it.
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devotedecay:
❥ NON - SEXUAL ACTS OF DOMINANCE .
feel free to edit or elaborate as you please .
( add ‘ reverse ‘ to your message if you’d like to see how my muse would perform the action ) .
otherwise , send in one of these for my muse’s reaction to …
[ lit ] your muse lighting a cigarette , spliff , etc. for mine .
[ order ] your muse ordering for mine at a restaurant or bar .
[ guide ] your muse putting a hand on mine’s back to lead them .
[ pay ] your muse paying for mine at a store , bar , restaurant , etc . ( you can specify where or for what . )
[ open ] your muse opening a door for mine .
[ dry ] your muse drying mine off with a towel after a shower , bath , swimming , etc .
[ instruct ] your muse giving mine instructions / telling them what to do .
[ groom ] your muse adjusting mine’s appearance , such as straightening a tie , fixing their hair , or buttoning their shirt for them , etc .
[ direct ] your muse taking mine by the chin and telling them to look yours in the eye .
[ disagree ] your muse sternly telling mine ‘ no ‘ .
[ rest ] your muse resting their arm over mine’s shoulder / s .
[ clean ] your muse cleaning a smudge of something off mine’s cheek , forehead , etc . feel free to specify what and how .
[ answer ] your muse answering a question meant for mine .
[ coat ] your muse holds mine’s coat out for them while they put it on .
[ pilot ] your muse taking mine by the arm , hand , shoulder , etc . to lead them .
[ stare ] your muse staring mine down .
[ placement ] your muse telling mine to sit down .
[ teach ] your muse taking control of mine’s hand , arm , hips , etc . to make sure they do something correctly .
[ patience ] your muse telling mine to be patient .
[ tears ] your muse wiping away mine’s tears .
[ swat ] your muse swatting mine’s hand away from something they’re not supposed to touch .
[ jewelry ] your muse clasping a piece of jewelry for mine , such as a necklace , or earrings .
[ enough ] your muse commanding mine to stop talking .
[ retrieve ] your muse requesting or ordering mine to retrieve them something .
[ invite ] your muse inviting mine to sit on their lap .
[ lean ] your muse inviting mine to lean into their side while they’re sitting or laying together .
[ calm ] your muse telling mine to ‘ just breathe ‘ .
[ scold ] your muse scolding mine for something .
[ comfort ] your muse pulling mine into a reassuring hug .
[ approval ] your muse complimenting mine on a choice they’ve made .
[ beckon ] your muse beckoning mine to them without speaking .
[ laces ] your muse lacing , tying , or zipping something for mine , such as shoes , a dress , or a jacket , etc .
[ stay ] your muse telling mine to stay in the car .
[ defend ] your muse defending mine’s reputation , dignity , or safety for them .
[ feed ] your muse feeding mine something , feel free to specify what .
[ volume ] your muse demanding mine speak louder .
[ read ] your muse reading something to mine .
[ refill ] your muse refilling mine’s glass for them .
[ possessive ] your muse resting their hand on mine’s leg or the small of their back while they’re sitting beside each other .
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