Oh Now That Finally Seemed To Do The Trick- What In The Fuck.

Oh now that finally seemed to do the trick- what in the fuck.

“No I can't. Or rather, won't. Because I'm with the other two sisters are busy ensuring that the piece of shit who drugged her doesn't fuck her.” phoenix wings flared with barely concealed disappointment laced anger

“You must know how she willingly wouldn't touch alcohol or any drug because she goes batshit insane if she does. And how control obsessed she is, the last thing she wants is not being aware of her actions. You must know, since you know you two are somehow married.” and the insult to be the messenger of the literal Messenger of God

“Shouldn't you descend from the fluffy clouds with weapons blazing and gut the man who assaulted your wife instead of leaving her alone? Because for some fucked up reason your pussy brother came up with, she can't kill that parasite without endangering her army. ”

If the lethal Véghváry bloodline could put aside their differences, arguments to shield the one in trouble, why couldn't her literal wife come to her aid?

“I can't explain the cowboy, nor want to excuse it, it's my job to do so. But have you told her you love her? Have you helped her through an episode when the power possessing her was consuming her sanity? Have you shared her grief when Heaven massacred her soldiers, her family? Have you ever openly stood by her side?” maybe she indeed could explain the cowboy then.

Cindy snatched the divorce papers from the angel, the edges only slightly singed despite her swirling emotions.

“Maybe this indeed for the best. Now if you excuse me, I have an intoxicated sister to protect from a fucking predator.”

the-eternal-fire​:

“I wouldn’t say lovely…more like interesting. Especially when her eye catching cowboy fiance showed up!”

The Archangel was silent. She slowly turned to face Cindy with calm expression. Too calm. “…I see.” Was all she said. 

Gabriel produced a sheet of paper in her hands and held them out to Cindy. “Can you do a favor for me? Next time you see Rozy tell her I want a divorce.” 

She honestly didn’t mind if Rozalia wanted other partners. What truly hurt her, was the fact that apparently Rozy was going behind her back this whole time. A relationship couldn’t thrive on mistrust and lies after all. Might as well end it right here and now.

Are you in the horse dick

Questions of filth

“ In or into? Learn how to spell, although this time the answer to both possibilities is no.”

Questions Often Left Unanswered: Mun Edition

Are there any characters in your fandom or faceclaims you refuse to RP with? Who and why?

Are there any plot tropes you are sick of/refuse to RP? If so, what are they and why?

As a mun, what are three of your biggest flaws when it comes to being someone’s RP partner?

Have you ever dropped a thread because someone refused to ship their character with yours? If no, have you ever dropped a thread for another “unpopular” reason and if so, what was your reasoning?

Have you ever RP’d with someone simply because of their character’s faceclaim, even if you did not like their character’s personality?

Is there a character that the rest of your fandom adores that you just don’t like/are indifferent to? Who is the character and why?

List three honest flaws your favorite character has and talk about how those flaws make them problematic.

Out of the really popular pairings in your fandom, what’s your nOTP?

What has been the biggest mistake you’ve made since you started RPing?

What’s something you really hate seeing on your dash that seems to be popular with almost everyone else?

What’s your biggest pet peeve when it comes to RPing?

What’s your biggest pet peeve when it comes to the fandom you RP in?

Who is your least favorite character in the fandom you RP in? List three admirable traits about them.

Without naming anyone specific, have you ever avoided someone simply because they RP with one of your RP partners? If so, why?

Without naming anyone, have you ever refused/simply avoided another RPer in the fandom because of things you’ve heard others say about them, or because of their popularity? If so, why did you feel the need to?

The past better left undisturbed; especially if her mind refused to reach this memory. She could remember the grand event of creating of galaxies and small moments when she passed by awestruck beings from an another planet. He was only smoke and pyre; waiting for her to reignite this fire if she wished to. And judging by his silent pain mixed relief, she probably should.

Jade eyes flicked to the offered hand, too good to be true. What if she phrases right through him as if he was made of stardust, if those whispers pulling her soul closer are about to lead her to a soul breaking fall?

“Yes. I would like that very much.” lips spoke without thinking, her fingers brushing against his at last.

Careful at first, the enormous weight of him not being a fever dream lifted from her shoulders as her fingers finally wove around his. There weren't fireworks or dramatic flying sparks, only her warm aura hummed with content and despite the many uncertainties, part of Cindy felt...content.

The question where to lingered in the air, and she found herself not minding the slightest if Seviathan guided her. The rest of the world still hasn't set in, not that she wanted to. Peace yet swirling uncertainty. By now Cindy was used to being the enigma of polar opposites.

the-eternal-fire​:

So the feeling of familiarity was mutual. She noted mentally at the quite drastic change in his demeanor. As soon as the words ‘we have met’ left his lips, the rest of the world stopped existing. The pull was stronger, the picture oh so slowly clearing but still not enough. Yet she knew he wasn’t lying, she felt it.

Shock, awe replaced the anger along with a twinge of sadness foreign yet part of her. An uncertain step forwards, part of her history was standing within arms reach she wasn’t always alone, a secret of cosmos which hasn’t opened up for her fully.

“I…I remember you…but barely.” she whispered, threading through the smoke “I liked you.” I. Not ‘she’. Cindy willingly let it slip

An another step closer, tiny brilliant golden wisps framing her form in search of answers, of her past.

“I’m no host. I am The Fire.” if anyone had called her a mere host, the reaction would’ve been vastly different. This time the proof wasn’t a merciless rain of cosmic fire or a gruesome transformation, but her eyes: still vivid jade green, but underneath shone the whole universe, the almond slits glistening windows of what the Force has created.

She was searching for him, he must have been important to bring forth such emotions without even truly trying. She wanted to, ached to reach for him; physical connection would help, but…she was unsure. After all, she wasn’t exactly the same woman, the only thing linking Cindy to the host was the incredible power in her veins.

“I don’t see her…only you.” it was still faint and fleeting, no matter how the galaxy eyed woman tried to concentrate on the slippery past

When the memory began to clear, an another cough rose in her throat, the thick black smoke chasing away what she has achieved, leaving her on the edge of the abyss with unreachable knowledge.

“Fuck your car sideways Seviathan.” there was no bite in her tone anymore, his name slipping with such ease that Cindy didn’t even notice

There was so much he felt like he sound said yet her was silent for a long time, he will say it seemed like the fire connected all of it’s ‘hosts’ more deeply than it thought. It was mainly that phrasing.

‘I liked you.’

That’s what echoed through his mind. At least this wasn’t a case where he’d had to deal with all feelings being completely unrequited, he had questions obviously and there was the fact to accept that this was not the same woman he met decades ago. A different woman he had mourned, fallen in love with, touched, and now he got to see again. It was heart warming, it hurt, and yet he felt more relaxed than before.

He took a few steps closer also unsure if he was allowed to touch, if it would be too much especially with all the emotions coursing through her at the moment. 

Finally he managed to say something, “Eh. There’ll be another one.” he joked, his former annoyance and anger pretty much gone. Too many other things on his mind at the moment.  “Wanna get out of here, Cindy?” He had said the same thing her in the past, though different circumstances, a hand offered out to her, subtly asking for permission to touch as well. 

He had no idea where’d they go. Probably just wander among the streets, maybe he’d bring her back to his place if the moment called for it. But right now he just wanted to talk. Talk to her. Talk to Cindy. Laugh for a bit. Just…enjoy the moment. All the years he spent without her were weighing heavy on him, yet he kept an odd amount of control over them. He’d never be so composed yet so emotionally distraught. 

He…really missed her.

How would your muse react to meeting Hello Kitty?

Cindy is probably the most cat person you will ever encounter, so positively I'm sure.

Although...at first she may associate to a marshmallow & those taste real good when toasted.

Are you from Tennessee cuz you're the only 10 I see

“Are you in need of your glasses because I'm a 20 even at my lowest.”