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what ghost haunts you?

the ghost of impurity

you are covered in filth. you can feel it as another layer of skin that spreads over your body like a disease. you wish so much to be lovely, to be easy on the eyes, but something haunts you so closely that you are incapable of ever being human again. what wretched thing entered your life to stain you with such colors? what was it that cut you open, what was it that kept the wound from closing? you were the sacrificial lamb. you were thrown into the fire. it was emilie autumn who wrote, “you robbed me of my life. i could’ve been human - i could’ve been alive, but you took my heart and murdered it. you made me into this.”

#⚡ personality 🗡 | hidden; buried under voracious hunger and burning need for revenge #...well fuck.

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What type of villain are you?

The Betrayer

You like to do things up close and personal. As personal as you can get. You are an excellent actor, and you do adore putting on a smile knowing your worst enemy, the one you hate the most, doesn't suspect a thing when they tell you their deepest secrets. Your only motivation is revenge, and revenge you shall get. Perhaps you loved them once, long ago, but any fondness for your target you once felt has long since warped and twisted into perverse obsession, laced with malice and venom and seething hatred. Good or evil does not matter to you. All that matters is they get what they deserve.

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Second round!

The Cannibal

What feeds you? You indulge in the flesh of humanity, carve it from the bone, and savour it like a calling from your God. After all, to live is to devour. So, sharpen your knives and prepare, watch as your dish comes together, as the blood and seasoning intermingle so that your violent acts are recognizable by your tastes alone. Do you drown these horrors with wine, with champagne? You ought not to ruin the quality of the meat. The cruelty of its preparation allows you to revel in one of life’s most intimate secrets: your gut truly does know what is best. Indulge in your delicacy, and let your meal fester in your stomach. Wash the infection down with some Chianti. The atrocity of the blood upon your lips should disgust you, but you delight at the taste of decadence. Non ut edam vivo, sed vivam edo.

#⚡ personality 🗡 | hidden; buried under voracious hunger and burning need for revenge #.....anyway #this somehow kept getting worse and worse but I should be used to it by now.

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Hide your entire bloodline.

Hide your wives & girlfriends

#⚡ shitpost 🗡 | dignity? grace? currently switched off #and not because sexy reasons.

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“Oh, the beginning of a three way relationship. I should know, been there, done that.”

“I mean, I expected a three way swordfight instead of a threesome as well. I truly understand how you feel~”

#⚡ ic 🗡 | on the hunt. #⚡ dash commentary 🗡 | just the usual disaster of the current events #⚔ rozália 🔥 | the hussar

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Electric eyes narrowed the tiniest amount, lips almost alarmingly curling upwards at the method of dismissing the paper.

She decided against sharing her beliefs and experiences regarding fate ; while the sheet contained information about him, answering told just as much about her. More than enough for her liking.

“Raia.” the thunder behind the name subtle, easily chalked up to the roughness of her voice

“Afraid I didn't come prepared to hand you a similar sheet of the game, but then it would be unnecessary, wouldn't it ?” her smile showed perhaps a bit more teeth than the normal amount should be, the intent nothing short of predatory.

Although, not exactly her usual kind; he reminded her of...someone she's been involved with. Therefore the almost morbid curiosity to discover the exact amount of similarities.

(Because can't send pics on anon- sTILL RAIA NO)

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“Excuse me. You dropped this...quite old fashioned dating attempt.” was it a compliment or mockery? “Took some liberties with it, quite alarming number of aligning interests despite me having no idea who you are.”

Bingo Bango?

Oh, right. He filled this out as a joke, not that the information was inaccurate but he genuinely didn't expect anything to come out of it. Yet, here this radiant woman was. His expression doesn't change outside of an eyebrow raise.

"That is interesting! Don't quite believe in things like fate, but this is quite the coincidence." the paper she handed him vanished right in between his hand in a black mist. "What might your name be, cher?"

#⚡ ic 🗡 | on the hunt. #Looks like it does😂 #cold-inferno / alastor #(Also how did you do that beautiful gradient text???) #again; the fact that she's a fucking ELECTRICITY DEMON takes ALL THIS next level🤣🤣🤣🤣

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BUT I CAN'T REMEMBER-!

“Why did I do that.”

So confused at the bottle of...rum in her hands.

#⚡ dash commentary 🗡 | just the usual disaster of the current events

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“Why did I do that.”

So confused at the bottle of...rum in her hands.

#⚡ dash commentary 🗡 | just the usual disaster of the current events #Oops accidental angst

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𝐀𝐜𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐬, 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐯𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐄𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥 𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐞𝐥𝐭𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲. @lightningdamned / @phoenixduelist

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐖𝐚𝐫 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐝, 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡. @infernal-general

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐲. 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐮𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞. @deathshadowed / @venomtorn

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐨𝐯𝐚. 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐔𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞. @phoenixborn

𝓒𝓾𝓻𝓼𝓮𝓭 𝓫𝔂 𝓙𝓪𝓼𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓮

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐡, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡, 𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞 @wintermulitplied

𝓛���𝓿𝓮𝓭 𝓫𝔂 𝓦𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓻

#⚡promo 🗡 | l can sense your heartbeat and the electricity within #⚡ self promo 🗡 | you know l will rise again.

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Send 🎭 for our muses to meet at a masquerade party

(Alternatively send "masked stranger" if you can't use emojis)

#⚡ memes 🗡 | like what you see then you got good vision; that might cost your life

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Cyan eyes observed silently, the predator always attentive to the last detail possible.

“With such attire, one would expect more...loud confidence in your walk.”

She couldn't help the slight grin tugging at her lips, not quite revealing her sharp teeth yet. Violet satin swirled at her approach, revealing perhaps a bit too much of a toned leg, her movements a bit too fluid.

“Security is dressed differently, even if you were the head of it with such extravaganza then you would've been present whenever the Princess was on stage.” her grin ever growing as she picked at the cracks, oh how she missed this.

“Worry not though. Your secret is safe with me.” the accented words from the demon although reassuring, her cold eyes...not really. Raia did feed before the ball and so far, had no intention to drain the...imp? -hybrid, possibly- just yet. After all he seemed interesting enough for a little talk.

Out of the workers attire, he began walking around the room, mainly to find a few snacks to tide himself over before he'd sneak off into another wing, but for now he was in the main hall, observing the other attendees as he idly pondered on his next course of action.

#⚡ ic 🗡 | on the hunt. #striker's saloon #oh good god #beelzebub's masquerade ball: event

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“I wasn't aware that for this contest you basically have to be”

“wearing your birthday suit.”

#⚡ dash commentary 🗡 | just the usual disaster of the current events #⚔ rozália 🔥 | the hussar

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Crystalline Predator

With a surprise that will come later, when the time is convenient

#⚡ wardrobe 🗡 | head turning; sharp and striking #beelzebub's masquerade ball: event #⚡ alright/encouraged to like and reblog 🗡 | all eyes on me in the grand finale; blink and you might miss it

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@qveenofgluttony

Ever suspicious of everything; why would she get an invitation from a Sin to such formal event while she was hunted by an another? Still...wouldn't it be an absolute blast to crown the Ball with her own death?

And even if she lived, still a great time, assuming Gluttony had enough chamber pots unlike Versailles did in her time as Queen. No doubt Miss Military also had an invitation, probably as a glorified guard while everyone failed to notice she was ready to tear into the ones expecting her protection. Pity she never did; or better said, haven't done.

Raia made sure she was well fed both in terms of electricity and liquid, a ball like this was more traditional, siphoning electricity from the chandeliers were unlikely. Although the thought of preying on guests for their blood was beyond tempting, strategically a terrible move to appear on top of an another Sin's kill list.

Glittering heels clicked elegantly, her satin lilac dress nothing sort of eye catching with the impossibly bold slit, the bejeweled predator began to quietly size up the crowd and the layout. Despite centuries' toll, still radiating regal grace.

#⚡ ic 🗡 | on the hunt. #beelzebub's masquerade ball: event

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Slay in Style

@lightningdamned liked for an Eyeshadow Palette!

I allowed myself a little glitter with the purple, meanwhile Envy + Rozy colors

#⚡ aesthethic 🗡 | thunder & lightning and a storm of blades

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“Damaging, weakening infrastructure BEFORE the war begins?”

“And they call me crazy.”

“Hey Miss Military, how's your sanity faring?”

#⚡ ic 🗡 | on the hunt. #⚡ dash commentary 🗡 | just the usual disaster of the current events #⚔ rozália 🔥 | the hussar

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What even is this-

#⚡ dash commentary 🗡 | just the usual disaster of the current events #🐎 horseman of the apocalypse verse🌹| she arrived to her destiny at last; again wearing the crown; roses sprouting from her footsteps #she has the Karma reaction🤣

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Someone should tell Victoria

The quadruple wings are quite deceptive, aren't they?

#⚡ dash commentary 🗡 | just the usual disaster of the current events #🐎 horseman of the apocalypse verse🌹| she arrived to her destiny at last; again wearing the crown; roses sprouting from her footsteps #rOZY. DONT.