Her Head Fluidly Turned A Full 180 At The First Sentence, Blood Slowly But Surely Evaporating From Midnight

Her head fluidly turned a full 180° at the first sentence, blood slowly but surely evaporating from midnight claws.

“ T̵h̸e̷y̷ ̵h̷u̷r̵t̴ ̶y̶o̶u̷. ” the entity echoed as it glided back to the gargoyle demon. Too long fingers gently tilted his face upwards to meet eyes of abyss with a golden shifting galaxy as pupils as it searched for injuries.

“I didn't waste anything.” the voice was still strong but less drowning as the being slowly changed back to the familiar face of the young woman

“You don't have to be strong alone anymore. It, this is also my job. Why I was resurrected in the first place. I don't doubt your abilities ” Cindy sighed, now every part of her back to normal “but don't make me watch you getting hurt. I lost so much already.”

the violently protective … sentence starters

@phoenixborn​ said: At Erebus, a reminder that she’s just as terrifying as the rest of her family

“Of course I killed them. They hurt you.”

He knew that Cindy was powerful. She was fucking cosmic entity for Christ’s sake. He also knew that she was a vengeful cosmic entity. “They didn’t hurt me that much…” He muttered. Oh, they certainly tried, but while he was not made of stone, his skin was tougher than most people. 

“I coulda’ handled them myself. It’s my job. They were just a buncha of lowlife losers not worth your effort, Cindy. Don’t…don’t waste it on me.”

@infernal-feminae

She knew how to work with and around height, even when it came such drastic difference. Once balance was lost, there wasn't enough time to fight off the opponent and gravity. She made no other move after Erebus was successfully maneuvered to the floor, only glancing down with a faint grin.

A lazy cartwheel turned into a headstand pose her face lingering above his; a subtle flex of agility, balance with a hint of gymnastics talent.

“I was.”

This time was no denying the ever growing smirk, she stood effortlessly from the handstand.

“Not your fault my father instead of playing dressup with me carried me to a prison deep in the Soviet Union and allowed a convicted felon to teach me. Said convicted felon turned out to be more of a father figure aside from making me realize that all the fancy instructors only taught the basics.” Cindy shrugged lightly despite the heavy topic, retrieving her bottle of water and placing it on top of the tallest training dummy

“Watch.” she tossed over her shoulder

The woman was a blur, like gravity didn't apply to her as she scaled the easily two feet taller object, each spin with more force harnessed from momentum, the final kick sending the bottle slamming to the wall across the room. A quick high kick after she landed from such height; natural to redirect the remaining energy.

“His name was Yuri Boyka.” Cindy smiled fondly as if the previous display didn't occur a few seconds ago. “I haven't seen an another fighter-” she cut herself off with furrowed brows at the realization

“Actually I have. When I was checking out the local clubs, arenas. That woman, resembling to a dragon. Built like a tank but faster than a snake in oil. I think she's the one people call her ‘General’, but I highly doubt Hell offers martial arts training that level otherwise Heaven would've shat their robes long time ago.”

𝟏𝟎𝟎 𝑵𝑶𝑵𝑽𝑬𝑹𝑩𝑨𝑳 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺 .

@phoenixborn​ said:  ∗ 21﹕ sender  overtakes  receiver  in  combat . at Erebus & don’t make me spiral into a ramble about how Rozy & Cindy are similar yet different when it comes to combat

Erebus grunted when his back hit the floor, staring up at Cindy in a bit of shock and awe. Despite his job, he didn’t consider himself much of a fighter. Still, he had to admit he did want to see what Cindy was like in combat firsthand.

He was honestly surprised he managed to hold his own for as long as he did. Although he mostly fell back on his brute strength, while Cindy had more…finesse.

“…Maybe I should told ya to go a little easy on me before we started.” He joked.

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐌𝐄 𝐆𝐎 👀.

okay so i got like, three books delivered this week, and in anticipation i reread another book that i had, and lads, let me tell ye, it was like quicksand. so now i have a list, some from my head, many from my wonderful friends’ heads, of prompts that basically made us all very soft or very “pleasantly scandalized rich lady from the sixties who just found out a juicy bit of goss about the new neighbor”. i hope ye like them! (DO NOT ADD TO THE LIST. I WILL MAKE A PART TWO. AND THREE. AND FOUR. MANY MANY PARTS. EVENTUALLY. )

[ HAIR ]:          sender slowly reaches out to catch a loose strand of the receiver’s hair and tuck it gently and securely back behind their ear, letting their touch linger afterwards. (if the receiver has short hair, then the sender reaches out and gently runs their fingers through their hair to smooth it back.)

[ CLOSE ]:          while standing remarkably close to one another, the sender is unable to stop themselves from running their gaze across the receiver’s body, lingering for a moment on their lips, before returning to initiate prolonged, intense eye contact.

[ CHIN ]:          as they stand close to one another, the sender hooks a finger and tenderly lifts the receiver’s chin, tilting it up so that they can look at one another, and running a thumb across their skin lightly.

[ THUMB ]:          while cupping the receiver’s cheek in their hand, the sender slowly glides their thumb across their cheekbone in a tender, sweeping caress.

[ WOUND ]:          upon noticing a recent injury on the receiver’s person, the sender carefully moves closer, running a thumb (or hand) across the wound in a gentle, troubled manner.

[ INHALE ]:          while standing in very close quarters to the receiver, the sender shakily inhales with desire/anticipation as they realize how intimately close they are to one another.

[ DANCE ]:          when alone together (e.g. the bedroom, the kitchen, literally anywhere once they’re alone) the sender takes the receiver’s hand, and pulls them into a graceful yet intimate dance as a spontaneous act.

[ BARE ]:          as they get undressed, the sender gently places a soft, tender kiss against the receiver’s bare shoulder.

[ SCAR ]:          noticing a scar on the receiver’s skin, the sender tentatively stops them from covering it up, and rests a gentle, soft kiss over it.

[ FOREHEAD ]:          placing a hand on the back of the receiver’s neck, the sender guides them close and rests their foreheads together.

[ PALM ]:          taking the receiver’s hand, the sender brings it to their mouth, and places a tender kiss against the receiver’s palm.

[ LINGER ]:          taking the receiver’s hand, the sender lifts it to their lips, and gently kisses their knuckles, lingering for a moment before withdrawing.

[ BEHIND ]:         upon entering the same room as the receiver, the sender steps behind them, and winds their arms around the receiver’s waist, drawing them close against them.

[ WAIT ]:          realizing the receiver is about to leave the room, the sender hastily reaches out and catches their wrist, preventing them from continuing their departure.

[ ARM ]:          after holding their hand, the sender releases the receiver, but slowly glides their hand up the full length of their arm, lingering on the upper arm, then the shoulder, then resting their touch against the side of their neck.

[ HOLD ]:          while close to the receiver, the sender wordlessly takes a hold of their hand, for no other purpose than to be holding it.

[ PLAY ]:          while sitting together, the sender absently lifts the receiver’s hand, idly running their fingertips across the lines of their palms, mapping out every inch of their hand with slow, lazy touches.

[ GUIDE ]:          in the process of guiding the receiver through a crowded place, the sender’s hand protectively grazes against the small of their back

[ TOUCH ]:          while touching the receiver’s waist, the sender’s hand briefly dips beneath the hem of their shirt, skimming briefly across the bare skin of their waist.

[ CUP ]:           bringing both hands up to cup the receiver’s face, the sender draws them in closer to them in order to get a better look at their face.

[ TUG ]:          the sender tugs the receiver close against them by resting a hand against the small of their back, pulling them flush against their body.

[ HUSH ]:          while standing close to one another and hiding from pursuers, the sender reaches up and places a finger against the receiver’s lips to prevent them from speaking and revealing their location.

[ WRAP ]: when sitting astride a horse/motorcycle/etc. together, the sender reaches back, takes the receiver’s wrists, and gently pulls their arms around the sender’s waist in an embrace designed to keep the receiver safe, despite feeling remarkably intimate.

@infernal-feminae

The touch grounded her, much better than her mangled mind ever could've. She has mastered switching between forms with ease, one with the voracious hunger of a newborn star, the other the blazing supernova of a dying one. And she was still capable of feeling somewhat human. Especially when Erebus was near.

“You have nothing to be sorry about.” probably the firmest tone she ever used with him, but how could she allow him berating himself for her decision

“You aren't relying on me. I am well aware that I can...overreact. And the outcome is brutal but final. I know I'm...much.”

“You can take care of yourself. It was me who stepped in without asking.” the entity couldn't remember one time in her life when she apologized or at least came close doing so.

“I...” gone the unforgiving burning void, only vulnerable jade gazed up “I lost my family. My virginity. My life. Some parts of my sanity. My physical health.” interpreting it as a sign, her heart picked up a brutal rhythm, one that made her seek his embrace even further

“The only thing I hold intact from myself is my voice. The ones I can save are because of my losses. And one time I still failed. I just- I couldn't stand and watch.” she was soaking up the reassurance, she felt unnecessary to say she will tear this dimension apart with her own hands if someone manages to take him away

“I can say with confidence that unfortunately, you're stuck with me too.”

phoenixborn​:

Her head fluidly turned a full 180° at the first sentence, blood slowly but surely evaporating from midnight claws.

“ T̵h̸e̷y̷ ̵h̷u̷r̵t̴ ̶y̶o̶u̷. ” the entity echoed as it glided back to the gargoyle demon. Too long fingers gently tilted his face upwards to meet eyes of abyss with a golden shifting galaxy as pupils as it searched for injuries.

“I didn’t waste anything.” the voice was still strong but less drowning as the being slowly changed back to the familiar face of the young woman

“You don’t have to be strong alone anymore. It, this is also my job. Why I was resurrected in the first place. I don’t doubt your abilities ” Cindy sighed, now every part of her back to normal “but don’t make me watch you getting hurt. I lost so much already.”

Before, seeing her like this might have instilled fear in his heart, but now, he just met her with tired resignation. He knew she just being protective. He knew this was just who she was. But he couldn’t shake the feeling of having someone else’s blood on his hands…and it was a feeling he was all too familiar with.

He heaves out a weary sigh, black-taloned hands reaching up to gently grasp her own.

“….’M sorry, Cindy. You ain’t the first person who’s tried to protect me. And I…and I thought I should be able to take care of myself. Without having to rely on other people.”

His gaze softens. “Hey, you’re not losin’ me. Not now or ever.” At that, he cracks a small smile. “You’re stuck with me now.”

Not working for me and now neither does the tagging @ method.

how to fix broken notifications

i see @rpschtuff made a post explaining the glitch, and @shinsources posted a work around by subscribing to threads. this does get the job done, but it can be tedious and it doesn't work all posts. i actually had this no-notifications glitch some weeks ago and emailed tumblr about it, and staff walked me through an actual solution.

anyways. here's how you fix it:

open the tumblr app on your phone

go to account settings

then click notifications

enable conversational notes

and that's it. now you should get notifications on your activity page both on mobile and desktop.