#killrate

[cuelebres]

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𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥, 𝐧𝐨𝐭-𝐬𝐨-𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 ( always accepting )

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01. to possibly everyone's surprise, erik is begrudgingly empathic. more cognitive based. this was a trait passed from his father's side of the family. this also became the main driving force to establishing his hearing magic. as his hearing magic can be literal, it is more often not. his empathy allows him to easier access to 'hear' another person's soul & establish mental link ( ie: this can be seen as he has a momentary vision of erza's time in ToH )

02. being empathic is a struggle for him, for many reasons. it opens him to be easily manipulated, empathizing with characters such as brain. his master knowing this, provided him the foundation to adopt his unique form of hearing magic. as he aged, his empathic abilities became more controlled upon being channeled through sound magic — allowing him to live & feel openly. when less controlled, he focuses on certain emotions that may drown another's out. ( ie: anger, contempt, arrogance, hate ) note: he is very good at hiding his empathy.

03. erik's empathy proved to be especially beneficial to communicating with cubellios. while he could never hear her true voice, he sensed much about her including her behaviors, wants, intentions, & anticipated actions. their bond was very unique as he wasn't able to establish such a connection with any other creature. this is most likely due to the fact that cubellios was a human originally.

#» ╱ hc : my demons beg me to write them. #killrate #think will graham cognitive empathy 🥰 #this is definitely a new concept i need to write more on later

[astraebled]

“Jellal’s a 10 but he self-deprecates a lot and he hates himself. It’s no wonder he’s bitchless.”

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BREAKING NEWS :

JELLAL FERNANDES FOUND DEAD IN A DITCH

✔ ACCEPTING

#killrate #ooc. * ( it rlly do be like that sometimes ) #.* ⟢ —— ; . inbox #.* ⟢〈 ic 〉 —— ; . jellal

[aitheros]

“I really think I was wrong.”

how the tables have turned. such a humble display of accountability. he didn't believe it. really, he didn't. sting awaits a quick withdrawal of that remark. eyebrows perked & gaze shifting with caution, sting wields the same sense of vigilance one would have around a cat with risen fur. he knew better than to let his guard down around this one. the brief silence drawls. one would respond with polite reassurance — at the worst, a mocking agreement. neither seemed adequate in this circumstance. sting averts his stare, mindlessly rubbing his temple. if she's truly being genuine, he needs to relish this growing sense of satisfaction. or at the very least, have something to hold over her head in the future.

" uh huh . . . can i get that in writing ? "

#i can't believe i almost wrote 'how the turn tables' .. #☼ threads. — ❛ go to hell，for heavens sake. #killrate

[verticordiia]

👫 !

001. Sherry was a little surprised to be assigned a former dark mage for her to supervise during the mage's time under Council surveillance as her guild master had plenty of thoughts on the entire matter. She was less surprised that she was assigned Mary---they at least had no past.

002. Now that they have been working for a time, Sherry had grown comfortable around Mary while always remembering the somewhat awkward circumstance they find themselves in---there is a bit of a power dynamic and she is cautious to ensure that no boundaries are crossed on either side.

003. This understanding of the importance of boundaries does not stop Sherry from making sure that Mary is in the loop when it comes to any gossip at the guild. Knowing the gossip, she reasons, can only help Mary when it comes to navigating the different currents in the guild.

004. For Mary's last birthday, Sherry gifted her a basket of items, the most obvious one a giftcard for a boutique that Sherry likes to frequent and the funniest one a bottle of laundry detergent, specifically composed for dark clothes.

Send a 👫and I’ll write four headcanons I have about our muse’s relationship

#killrate #001. about: meme. i was not made to be subtle.

[lucentaire]

❛ did you know that icicles make the perfect murder weapon? ❜ winks ✨

As always---visiting Lamia Scale meant to meet people that could be rightfully considered a tad odd. And she understood, of course---it was hardly uncommon for mage guilds in general, and it made sense. The line of work they were all in was hardly one that appealed to people who had the very normal desire to stay safe. Still, this particular new face was one that was not all that new---Carena had followed the trials. Of course she had. She was a person who lived in Fiore and thus, she cared about what happened in it, especially regarding important decisions.

But to circle back to the question . . .

'' I do, yes. '' She sighed, tapping the frame of her glasses twice as she settled down on her chair, ankles crossed. '' Mostly because I have encountered a case starring an icicle on the one occasion that my team did tackle a murder case. ''

#ii. —— ( it is not about fixing the past‚ it is about healing the past's future / post war arc ) #killrate #i. —— ( she's so hard to please‚ but she's a forest fire / in character )

[midmare]

📂 : midnight knows just about every trick in the book when it comes to diy prison makeup, and pioneered quite a few hacks himself. they frequently had altercations with the prison guards over the possession of “contraband”.

📂 : to this day, midnight is still convinced that he’s haunted by an invisible demon that only attacks him when he’s falling asleep / waking up. he stopped trying to tell people about it after brain callously dismissed his fears, so he has no way of knowing that he experiences sleep paralysis.

📂 : midnight can be expected to take up about two hours in the bathroom every day. he’s actually quite efficient with his beauty care routine, there’s just a lot of steps involved. to make things worse, due to his fragmented sleep schedule, it is impossible to predict at what time he’ll wake up and monopolize the bathroom.

a random yet completely useless headcanon / @killrate

#killrate #☽ ＼ ( out of character ) . #☽ ＼ ‘ wicked and hellbent … ( study i :: headcanon ) .

[caelitus-a]

Elephant- How good is your muse’s memory? Are they likely to hold grudges?

Webkinz Themed Headcanons / accepting

I'll touch on these separately SOOOOO in regards to the memory. Not counting the period of time where Jellal had amnesia. His memory was really good back in the days when he was younger & during the council. Jellal could recall the smallest of details even when it'd been a long period of time. Now however, it's the small things that Jellal struggles to sometimes remember or recall due to the moderate cases of depression & insomnia that he has. Writing about this in a headcanon later. Important emotional things, ranging from times where things really get under his skin or make him really happy, even if those are small. Those tend to stick with Jellal since memories like that are super important to him, and really leave a lasting impression.

Now when it comes to grudges. Yes, Jellal would hold a grudge even over the most petty of things. The thing about Jellal holding grudges though is that they don't last long. He tends to try and be reasonable about things but sometimes the rational reasonable side of him clashes with his emotions. The longest grudge he's held was against Ultear when he first found out the truth on what happened. Outside of that, he will hold a grudge for at least 2 weeks or less. This could be for any reason that irritates him, pisses him off, sets him off track or generally just gets under his skin. The second thing about his grudges is that sometimes he'll return the favor to be just as equally annoying or a pain in the ass. That depends though on the person or what it was. EX: He'd hold a grudge if you accidentally stabbed him but he's not going to stab you back.

#Mmmmmmm #reminds me of a fire barrel #jkjk LOL #–––– ✧ the night’s silent & raw divinity spills from the stars ˙ ˖ ✶ headcanon #–––– ✧ answered questions ˙ ˖ ✶ #killrate

[emperorvastias]

@killrate

mary was a newer face around, one that he had spoken to here and there. it came with being friends (close, again!) with sherry, really. he found her to be an interesting person overall and someone that wasn’t bad to talk to — at all. the worst thing about her really was her open former thirst for gray. he’d rather live the rest of his life without hearing about gray’s abs. despite that, it was easier to interact with her than with some guildmates he’s known for years. well…it wasn’t hard to beat neil on that, really. speaking of, lyon looked around the guild. neil was nowhere to be seen. good.

lyon sat down across from mary, a peaceful expression on his face. “i hope i’m not bothering you.” he made himself comfortable. from what he knew about mary, he didn’t think he would be. or if he was, hopefully she’d tell him to leave. “i’m almost bored enough to get an extra large drink to ice make a dolphin and see if i can get it to do tricks.” he could command them to do tricks, he knew but he wanted to know if he could train them. it would probably be a waste of his magic energy.

“so, how’s your day going?”

#killrate #❄️: ‘til death we’ll be freezing / ic #❄️: clean up the dead you’ve left behind / post war main i #❄️: flowers blooming in the snow (killrate) / thread #the title tag is an aerith reference 🥰🥰 #also if the format sucks I posted it on mobile

[timeshrouded]

[ ZEN ] except Mary lets out a blood-curdling scream because she cannot quiet her mind and meditation SUCKS

from this meme

meditation wasn’t something ultear always did, but it was good for her to clear her mind every now and then. she had many, many thoughts and doing so always helped her straighten them out. it’s how she’s made her plans (of which, she always has many), calmed her magic on very trying days and what she did before a big Event happening. the last big Event she had to prep for like this was the recent War. luckily, there was nothing drastic this time. just…a trying time to take care of.

ultear truthfully didn’t mind mary. her magic was quite interesting, she brought a different, almost fun energy to things, she was rather intelligent and honestly ultear hoped that meditation could help her as much as it did ultear. from what she understood, the younger mage had been through a lot (who hadn’t in their group?). she was surprised when mary volunteered herself to join ultear. no one really had before and usually she was alone.

and here they sat, near each other, a bit away from the group but not too far to be in danger. hopefully. ultear sat criss crossed on the ground, her back straight as she began to slow her breathing. the time mage peacefully closed her eyes, a ghost of a smile gracing her lips as she began to let herself and her thoughts ebb into the background.

and then a scream.

ultear jumped up instinctively, her eyes flashed opened concurrently with her sword being summoned. as her feet landed on the ground in a fighting stance, ultear focused her vision for any oncoming enemies to fight — only to find her comrade, mary, eyes and mouth open.

it was her. the scream.

ultear relaxed her stance and put her sword away with a swish of her hands and magic. “mary…” her voice was soft, her tone more soft than anything else. was she annoyed? a little. but there was more concern in her once the adrenaline began to fade. ultear had never heard mary make a sound like that. “perhaps meditation isn’t for you?”

#killrate #○ and now here comes the venom — meme response ic #I did this at work and stole my own icon for my phone #I’m a genius tbh

[a-earthssprout]

🌼���� unprompted. // ( always accepting ! )

@killrate sent: "Ari~," Mary crouches to hug her from behind, and a moment later she reaches into the plastic bag of groceries that lay on the floor. She pulls out a box of pocky and holds it up for the little one to see. "Look what I found at the market. Peanut-butter pocky. For you!" She beams. Somehow, she had managed to sneak it past the little lady when they'd gone on their errands earlier. As a surprise for Ari, of course.

THE LITTLE ONE'S ATTENTION WAS QUICKLY TORN AWAY from her coloring book and diverted onto her mother, who wrapped her in such a loving embrace from behind that Ari had to try her very best not to melt into Mary's arms right then and there. A happy, content giggle escaped Ari, but the child who was once settled in idle pleasures immediately became excited by the thought of a SURPRISE. Had Mary found something that she wanted to show her? Oh, Mary always found the most lovely things! 

Ari turned to Mary and watched in silent eagerness as her mother fished through the plastic bag. Mary pulled out the surprise a moment before the anticipation became too much for Ari to bear, and as soon as those large innocent eyes of hers fell on the box of treats, they lit up and shimmered with glee. 

" fff … foh … for me, please? " Ari beamed softly, bouncing on her toes as she extended her little hands out to accept Mary's thoughtful gift. " buh … beanut putter!? " 

" I … I love beanut putter! mmm … Mama knows I love beanut putter, please? " 

How could Mary not? It's only all the little one begs for when hungry … 

The child held the box of Pocky as if it were the most precious gem in her mother's collection of jewels, now bequeathed to her, looking at the vibrant packaging with such thankful eyes. That gaze steeped in gratitude lifted to meet with Mary's again, and she shuffled forward, smiling hopefully. 

" muh … I can shhh … shuh … I can share with Mama, please? "

#killrate #( ❀ | answered asks! ) #( I love them ... 😭 #they're so cute! how thoughtful of Mary 🥺 #Ari is most grateful! this pocky will be savored slkjgkljg but not without sharing it with Mary! it is a must 😊 )

[inavagrant-a]

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#out. #killrate #besti e please..... ..

[astraebled]

“They’re a 10, but.. they got the big sad puppy energy” // @ jellal from my multi cause I’m too lazy to switch

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He is sad, for multiple reasons but also because he just got fucking ahinilated. He still has dirt in his hair and he's nursing the GAPING HOLE in his CHEST left by Mary's SICK-ASS BURN.

"...can I have that kiss, if you're still offering ?"

( At the very least, he's not exactly bitchless anymore. )

✔ ACCEPTING

#sepelebra #killrate #ooc. * ( MARY ABADDON LOOK AT WHAT YOU'VE DONE ) #ooc. * ( LOOK AT HIM. HE'S GOT ANXIETY ) #.* ⟢ —— ; . inbox #.* ⟢〈 ic 〉 —— ; . jellal

[divinikey]

" you smell nice. " / mary ..... being nice ..... unheard of !

it wasn't that she didn't trust mary. well. actually, that was it. she didn't trust mary. but she didn't want mary to feel too bad about it, especially because she was working on herself! it would be rude if lucy immediately just sniffed herself. but what if she smelled bad and mary was just teasing her?! ugh!!! this was too much to consider. the proper thing to do would be to just accept the compliment. if mary fooled her and lucy smelled horrible well...lucy could just jump into magnolia river to have an excuse to go home or something.

"thank you mary," the celestial mage said with a smile nonetheless. was it stressed? maybe, but her life was stressful with or without mary's cryptic comments. "i use these vanilla-jasmine scented bath bombs. they're really nice and great moisturizers, too. i can show you where i got them, if you'd like?"

#killrate #✒ with an absentminded smile — ic #✒ if you need me‚ let me know — ask response ic #✒ we were young and full of life and none of us prepared to die — main verse i / post war #lucy is the queen of overthinking

[verticordiia]

On Sherry's desk, there is a letter, and a limited-edition Love Day chocolate bar, wrapped in a black bow ( which has been curled elegantly ). The envelope is ivory, and there's a pretty rose-gold seal it, with a heart stamped into the wax. There also appears to be a condom inside of the envelope. Dear Sherry, My prediction is that you will have made it very hard to sneak into your office unnoticed to leave this for you at the end of the day. Happy love day! Rejoining the world has been an anxiety-inducing experience, but you've made it significantly easier for me. I appreciate you. xoxo, Mary A. PS. I tried to find a pink condom. All I could find was this cute one with hearts on the wrapper. Have fun and be safe! ♡ I realize that you could just drink contraceptive tea, but this is much funnier. And she was right. It WAS hard to sneak into Sherry's office unnoticed!

sherry blinked. once. twice. before she could blink a third time, she felt the blush that raced up her neck. she was fairly certain that right now, the colour of her cheeks could be seen from space. looking at the generous gift, she pressed her hands---they were always blissfully cold around this time of year---against her burning cheeks and tried to will it away. the success of that was . . . mixed to say the least.

mary was a menace. she had known this. one might even say that the fact that mary was a menace was why sherry had been assigned to her in the first place, but sherry would say that there were . . . different ways of being a menace. and the way mary had been a menace approximately thirty-two minutes ago, when sherry had been talking with kora and logan about upcoming events in the guild had absolutely nothing to do with the other way of being a menace.

what was she even supposed to do?

her grandmother had always said that polite people wrote thank you cards, but she somehow doubted that it would be appropriate to write a thank you card about . . . this.

#killrate #i CANNOT BELIEVE #i mean #i can #i knew this was coming but still #001. ic. all my flowers grew back as thorns. #002. arc iv. my reputation's never been worse so you must like me for me.

[lucentaire]

🔥 🔥 🔥 pop off babeygirl

[ insert about two million sparkles here ] communication. i maintain that you could probably solve 95% of rp issues by talking about things the moment they first pop up rather than leave them to fester for a few weeks. but i get that sometimes, it is awkward to bring things up because no one wants to come across as pushy or as an annoying know-it-all. on that note! respect your partner and their time. when you ask for a starter and your partner took time out of their day to write it for you, respond. if the starter absolutely does not work for you for whatever reason, talk to your partner. tell them that it doesn't spark anything from your side, tell them what exactly is what doesn't work for you. talk to them. i will tell you how to feels to go through a blog and see all the starters that were never replied to: disappointing & discouraging.

spelling. now, my muses thankfully have easy enough names to spell (if we ignore cymbeline which for the purpose of this point, we will). however, i sometimes see people mispelling the names of their partner's muses. i saw plenty of rouges, back in the day. and man, i didn't know that rogue was out there being a makeup artist! jokes aside, that stings for me as a casual reader without much investment, i don't want to know how it feels for the person who actually writes the character. similarly, if a writer uses a specific spelling for their muse (even if it is not the official one), that is the spelling that is accurate and correct for this specific blog. in this fandom? mostly the chelia/sherria thing. but there are also other spelling issues that i see a lot. please---check your spelling, even if you are a native speaker. i know, you guys probably learn to write as you hear it, but sometimes, it is two words, not one.

funny aside: when i was in school, contractions (would've, can't, don't, they're, etc) were all marked as informal in exams which meant: point reduction. and some stupid ways to remember the proper spelling are still etched into my mind. [ it's lose because it happens quickly and loosen because it takes time. ]

canon divergence---you made a post about this yourself, but i have to add my own take to it, too: if you say your blog is canon divergent, unless you make the information how your blog is canon divergent easily accessible, you cannot blame your new partners for not having magically obtained this information. tbh? i tend to not follow blogs that have no accessibly information for this reason: unless you tell me how your blorbo is the specialest little guy in the world, how am i supposed to know? i do not live in your mind!

#vi. —— ( * puts on cool socks * okay‚ i'm ready to write / ooc ) #killrate

[midmare]

@killrate ( mary ) said: “ oh, good, you caught onto my bitterness. ” 

heavy eyelids blinked at a leisurely pace, eyes the color of blood wandering upwards to consider the other ex - dark wizard with a thoughtful expression. sat against a gnarled tree trunk, legs & arms crossed, macbeth almost drifted back into the waiting darkness, his interest in the conversation too slight to keep the drowsiness at bay. he had made an innocuous remark, merely an observation on mary’s apparent lack of enthusiasm for redemption . . . “ do you regret it ? ” it was rare that macbeth poised a question from plum - stained lips, an invitation to drag conversation out & delay slumber’s embrace. “ regret . . . this. ” hand - picked words were purposefully vague, a tinge of fear lurking beneath his soft - spoken tone.

“ i do, ” he continued after a fraught pause, slowly, a confession in the dead of night, “ i don’t see the point.” hollow crimson eyes break away to stare at grassy soil, a frown on rounded lips. he mused, the hardest part of atonement wasn’t gaining forgiveness, but giving remorse. at least for macbeth ; maybe — it was just him, he was just that black of heart & cruel of mind. redemption was something he had to want, badly, but macbeth has never wanted anything so selfishly, with such wanton desperation. ( when it came to sleep, he only closed his eyes & prayed in vain for the night terrors to leave him. )

a yawn was wrenched from his throat, & he looked up to meet starry gold eyes again. “ mmmh . . . are you bitter about avatar, or are you bitter about crime sorciere ? ” he asked finally, half rhetorically, half curiosity, and with a glint of dark amusement. macbeth was under no delusion over which he fell under, the former or the latter. he wondered, ruthlessly, whether the same could be said for mary.

#killrate #☽ ＼ in character . #☽ ＼ ‘ i’m the one i fear the most … ( pt ii :: crime sorciere ) .