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Written by Maggie. Semi-Selective, OC, Sideblog. No NSFW.

you were not raised to love tender.  you are the unforeseen storm, hurricane touch and wildfire tongue. you are part sea and gentle is a word unknown to you. you’re too good at violence, at shattering.    you wolf child,    daughter of war,    you know what they say about monsters who try to love, don’t you ?                                DESTROY YOURSELF AND ALL YOU HOLD DEAR.

- Written By Maggie

                                    He’s one monster of a butler. 

“ ME ? Oh , well I’m sorta like a fallen angel ! Yanno how angels are pure ? Well, I was until my pure wings were tainted by despair ! ”

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“ But in the end I learned It rains in hell and angels could be bad ” —- Independent Owari No Seraph OCs. Multi-muse. – Written by Maggie.

♛ Mutuals Only ♛ Multiship (If Applicable) ♛ 7 years of roleplay experience (3+ on tumblr) ♛ OC Friendly, however will be selective ♛ Not spoiler-free, however spoilers will be tagged for the ONS manga, light novel, etc

you were never taught to play nicely with the other boys. your hands are bloody and torn; worn. a wolf is where your heart should be, pacing — rattling your bones. ( can you hear him snarling from the back of your throat ? ) LET ME OUT, LET ME OUT, LET ME OUT ! he slams into your ribs, bruising beautiful purple and blue and black. why don’t you let him out, what do you have left to loose ?

Is that so? In this unfair and cruel world, don’t you think that even your own hand is dirty? Have you ever asked yourself that maybe its not the world who has done wrong but us? With all these rules and regulations everyone seems to have auto tuned their minds into a robotic state. I’m so sick of this but yet here I am, still a monster. Everyone is entitled to their own sorrow. And just as your hopes have become my burden, you still ask yourself why I am like this? Why won’t you end me of my misery? Just let me die, why don’t you.