#slvrictus

   WITHOUT BURDEN IS THE  ACHROMATIC SOUL OF CALLOUS BEASTS, FOR THEY STUBBORNLY DEFY THE BALANCE ‘TWEEN GOODNESS AND EVIL. And thus, it matters not how heavy is the weight of all the lives that she has cruelly stolen, the vulpine vastaya is still capable of sauntering across the land with light and noiseless steps  ;  she dances amidst the flourishing foliage and easily becomes the most beautiful  (  and treacherous  )  flower of them all.   ❝  Have you come, for me  ?  How flattering, I am truly honored.  ❞ 

@slvrictus​ said: “'' would you like to come in? '' [DJ Verse]”

dexter | accepting

“Yeah, that’d be great, thanks!” Akali says, stepping over the threshold of the door.  She rolls up on the balls of her feet and falls back down.  Getting to meet and spend time with new artists is always so exciting, she struggles to sit still.

fine line lyrics { not accepting ! }: @slvrictus​ murmured - ‘ all the lights couldn’t put out the dark running through my heart . ’ [@sera -from dj kindred]

;-- ❥ Bass heavy banged the structures like a musical earthquake people were not afraid to partake in. Lights flashed to and fro, spirit balls of energy flickering left and right. Beings of all kinds danced in groups, some in pairs, and some solo to the beat of the rhythm this place impacted onto them. 

        Of course, she was going to indulge in such crazy atmosphere. 

        Seraphine sat in a booth on her own, looking as innocent as she can as she looked on towards the other members of this party house. Most of these people she did not recognize whatsoever, but she enjoyed their energy nonetheless, giving her hype to want and join them but always refusing to for she had other things in mind.

               ‘ what to write, what to write . . . ’

         She was a party animal as much as the next guy, however, today was a day she decided to sit back and gather inspiration from potential victims fans for her next solo album. All thanks to KDA’s encouragement, Sera thought it would be a good time to get cracking and keep working her way to the top - still an indie artist with not much of recognition and in order to be right up there with her favorite popstars, she needed to come back with a BANG.

         She needed to reach to higher authorities, entangle them in her webs of lies until she got what she wanted. 

         A giggle escaped from her as her mind wandered; simply thinking about all those people she had to break down just to get to the top excited her, and it was only fair, for they were the same people who brought her down all throughout her life. Not a single person cared so much about her ( especially not after her mother died and her father abandoned her ). She was just a M O N S T E R to those who refused to understand, refused to see the world through her eyes. Oh but look at her now, having just collaborated with one of the world’s biggest pop sensations, and no one even figured her out yet. 

                                                                                      Fake it till you make it.

         Amongst her own drowning thoughts, the world around her suddenly gathered noises again whenever a faint voice of another reached her ears, causing her to blink in disbelief for a moment before turning around to see who possessed such a calm yet mysterious tone. 

         And that’s when she saw H E R.

         Her next target.

         Ocean blues sparkled along with the motion lights as pearl pink lips widened in a smile she had trained herself to perfection. Like an excited fangirl, she picked up her notebook and shyly staggered over towards the booth where the other rested, peeking her head over the seat. 

                ‘ oh. my. god. kindred ? is that really you ? aaaahhh i’m such a huge fan ~ those words you just spoke out ? beautiful, absolutely deep and full of meaning. are those lyrics to a song you’re going to be working on ? ’

          Keep acting like you’re some stupid girl who doesn’t know better. They swallow that shit up like water.

                ‘ ohhhh sorry ! i got so carried away seeing you that i forgot my manners. my name’s seraphine ~ so glad to finally meet you in person ! ’

𝄠 The sudden and brash intrusion of another form in his personal bubble made the virtuoso jolt backwards in an instant, his gun assembled and at a ready shortly after.  He took aim at the other masked figure, more on edge than he’d typically be in lieu of the activities he’d been up to prior to her arrival.  What those activities were would have been a mystery to any mortal, but to one such as the literal personification of death, it was probably pretty evident that he was, well, planning on giving them some work that night.

Jhin was no stranger to the mythos of the Kindred and their various incarnations, so it only took him a moment to register what it was he was looking at, despite his near death experiences being few and far between.  His shoulders seemed to droop a little bit at the notion, gun lowering towards the ground.  

Send me ♪ for a song that reminds me of your muse

“A cacophony of sounds, perfectly weaved together, a beautiful orchestra with such terrifying undertones...”

          PRISTINE was the blanket of white which enveloped the mortal realm. Moonlight twinkled across those immaculate plains and the gentle dusting upon evergreens to illuminate the darkness which seemed to encompass all. The stillness of the night stole the breath from one’s lungs, begging SILENCE so as not to disturb the peace. Unaccustomed as he was to the visible passage of time, the wandering Prince of the Underworld took a moment to admire the unfamiliar surface — brief though it were. Clouds drifted past parted lips, climbing upwards to the heavens, only to dissipate still far from reach.

                    An OMEN, one might say.

          ⟅ » send me ↕ + your muse’s height // @slvrictus​ — ❝ ↕ 4'3'' ❞ ⟆