The World Does Not Belong To You You Are Not The King I Am Not The Fool

             The world does not belong to you                         You are not the king                             I am not the fool

        The world does not belong to you

                                                                             It belongs to me

Fuck, Marry, Kill. Send me three names.

🎆 Is my muse into monogamy? 💕 Would my muse ever be in a polyamorous relationship? 🔥 Would my muse ever be up for a threesome?

Sex & Romance headcanons

🎆 : Yes she is. Cindy is a quite proud individual and she very much prefers to be the focus of the attention & love along with returning it.

💕: Her personality, her insecurities are bound to cause problems. Strangely, she's aware of her faults and for everyone's sake she decides to not enter or propose one.

🔥: Thanks to her past, getting in bed with men is not as easy as she makes it seem. She uses honesty as a weapon, to cover her traumas because she doesn't want to be remembered as the 'poor victim'. For such thing to happen, intense attraction, trust, respect and frequent reassurance are necessary. I can mention two threesomes she would be down with: @strikers-saloon Striker & his grandpa Stroker and @spxcemuses Pitch & Killian.

“Annoying as in getting spooked by sudden noises or the volume and pitch?” still, slight relief had found her; what she couldn't quite understand that why was he so patient with her

“If it's the volume, I have bad news as I can belt much longer. Louder. Higher.”

Oh...light. That was a blow indeed, he had no idea what was she. He probably thought she just died and now running around as a Sinner or whatever it's called. But she couldn't be farther than that.

“Well...currently I'm not on fire but I uh...I'm not from here.” Cindy gestured around “I come and go as Hell is sort of a pocket dimension and I'm...something else.”

“Let me show you, I promise it won't be too bright.” after learning that information, busting out her wings probably wouldn't be the best action. Instead she closed her hands and concentrated.

Unaware how her veins shone through her skin like starlight, her hands eventually parted, revealing a tiny mass floating between them. “This is a protostar, meaning it haven't had it's first fusion to be considered fully born.” the start of a bright explosion and Cindy immediately crushed her creation before it could potentially cause Erebus discomfort

“I know this is a lot...I can go if you want.” she would understand. It was only the tiniest glimpse of what she was capable of and in her experiences not a lot of being wanted to be close to someone potentially so...explosive

phoenixborn​:

Quite a harsh reaction, but anticipated nevertheless, a fluid duck to avoid his wings followed by an another seamless step back. She wasn’t just vocally agile.

Still, Cindy couldn’t help but giggle at the effect, bearing the glare with a light flush, her hand running through her golden brown and crimson red hair.

“Oh come on, saying ‘hi’ is so boring, besides Pride is always noisy.” she chuckled until a thought slammed into her which haven’t occurred before her stunt

“I don’t know much about your anatomy…you’re not sensitive to high pitched noises are you??” worry and actual remorse snuck into her panicked question, she only wanted a harmless prank, not to hurt her…friend? Was he her friend?

Erebus releases a sigh when he senses the remorse and genuine concern in her voice. Now HE felt guilty. Maybe he did overreact a bit there…

“Nah. Not enough to cause damage to my eardrums if that’s what you’re worried about. It’s just annoying. I’m only sensitive to bright lights. Not sound.” Despite his current annoyance with her, Erebus genuinely liked Cindy. He didn’t want her to think she accidentally caused him any damage just from a prank of all things.

“It's alright, really. Nobody realizes until they first hear me.” the spirit sighed with a smile, she hasn't realized how strong her reaction still could be

She has had broken that stone face at last and instead of being laughed at or dismissed she was met with excitement and curiosity.

And so it was instantly mirrored, if not amplified further.

“Lead the way then!” she laughed; so bright and happy

“The starting scream really could use more power, the pacing was alright but the switches between high and low were more like slides than jumps and I prefer it a bit more...punchier, if it makes sense. Ah plus the grit.” Cindy explained excitedly

@phoenixborn​​ II x

He chuckled at her story, although his smile faltered a bit at her hardened tone. Erebus hadn’t mean to offend her by his question. If anything he was expecting her to say she had some professional experience.

The gargoyle placed both hands up in a pacifying gesture. “Hey, it’s alright. Didn’t realize how much it meant to you.” He said, dropping his hands to his sides. Still, a part of him was glad to find someone else as passionate about music–espcially rock music–as he was.

His interest was piqued when she boasted about singing talents. Erebus had never personally encountered a woman who could claim to sing in the lower octaves. Yet somehow, if anyone were to pull it off he felt like it could be her. 

And of course it was something he had to see for himself.

An excited smile tugged at his lips. “Fuck yeah I can play Dissident Agressor. And gotta say, I’m curious to hear your version of the song.”

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