#antecurscr

"It'll be amazing!" His voice is passionate, violet hues bright with excitement as he widens his arms. Tamaki takes a step towards Raven, oblivious to the pressure he may or may not be putting on her. "When they hear your singing and my piano skills, they'll be swept off their feet!"

          ❛ hey ! ❜ he grunts, pulling up his sword to parry the other’s assault, teeth gritting in effort. unlike his sister, he was always more magically inclined, leaving him to be weak in the arms. now was no different. ❛ we’re on your side, goldilocks ! ❜

          this was just great---first a band was pursuing this woman and terrorizing all that got in their way, and now that same person was trying to lob his pretty little head right off his shoulders. that was not a justified way to treat your savior.

Even at the other female's reassuring words, Zerena still can't help but feel the crushing pang of guilt in her chest. She quickly pushes herself away from the other, turning so that Raven can't see her face. The one secret she had tried to keep buried for so long is finally digging its way out into the light. The half-elf takes even more steps away from the blonde, her gloved hands curling into fists.

"But it's not okay." Her voice is quiet, barely even above a whisper as she speaks. "Because you're never going to want to see me again after I tell you the truth of how most of your sisters died." With a deep sigh, the woman forces herself to turn back around, the light in her navy hues no longer shining as bright. After this, there would be no going back.

Maybe this is what Zerena deserves. To be hated.

"Mithos Yggdrasill was the one who ordered the extinction of your kind." Zerena had been so young back then . . . just a simple lap dog carrying out her master's dirty work, uncaring of the people who she might hurt along the way. She had been a fresh agent of Cruxis . . . and a fool. "I was among those who purged most of the witches. In fact . . . I was the one who was tasked with killing them after they were rounded up."

"Don't call my mom a loser!" D:<

meme; a gentlemen’s guide to love and murderstatus; not accepting ( @antecurscr )

          ❛ you’re just jealous ! ❜ he shoots her a cocky grin at the conclusion of their all-out attack—not before, of course, his usual pose with an arm outstretched and another level with his chest, his weapon priorly sheathed. it was victories like these in which he reveled, knowing full well that the other thieves must’ve loathed him finishing off their enemies with all of his finesse and skill.