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Unholy Crusade.

It is odd, but heaven does have a grave yard, for those lost eternal, not even an angel is immortal.

Walking between graves, Seraph moves slowly, weighed down by that which he carries, he finally finds a suitable spot, swinging his burden off his shoulder, he slams it point first into the ground, sinking it deep, with a nod of satisfaction, he pulls out a bottle and pours a measure of its contents into the ground in front of an impressive great sword, engraved on its blade is just a name.

Lute.

"We did not get on well, but I respect you, I can think of no more fitting a head stone." He says softly, bowing his head before leaving.

She really wasn't sure why she hadn't fully passed on, spirit retrurning back into Adam's soul from whence she was created. She could only guess Father was holding her soul for some reason while the cycle was still fighting for its continued existence. She didn't want to think about the possible reasons for that; she knew if she allowed herself that vice it would lead to an eventual heartbreaking dissapointment.

What was interesting was that she seemed to be called to the people thinking or talking to her, mostly it was Adam of course, who dreamed of her every night and called out her name when he restlessly woke to find a dark and empty spot in his bed next to him. But right now, it was Seraph.

The once barren "graveyard" of sorts was now more full than she could have ever imagined before all of this, filled with the graves of her sisters, of legion soldiers, of winners caught in the collosal's rampage while she and Adam had been in hell before her death. It made her sick. Heaven wasn't supposed to be like this. She followed him as he weaved through them, carrying a large sword, one she'd never seen before.

When he stopped at a empty bit of ground, the weapon was swung into the dirt and she jumped at the sound, something she never would have done before. Weapons and war felt different now. She inspected it to find a beautiful engraving of her name, clearly made specifically for her with his own hands. So that's what he was doing. It was a marker. And maybe for the best as her true body lie in Adam's garden, away from anyone else but him to keep her safe. If anyone had wondered where she was they certainly hadn't asked him, most likely in fear of hurting him more than he already was without her or assuming she had been completely lost to the horrors that took her.

She sat next to it and watched the man she had denied for so long poor an offering and speak to her. His voice was such a comforting one, something she never would have admitted before, much better than the screams of her beloved general. As he turned to leave she looked up and lifted her hand out as if to grab him.

"Stay." Her eyes filled with tears no one would ever see.

"Stay!" Her throat felt dry even in death.

"PLEASE! STAY JUST A LITTLE LONGER!" She missed him. She missed arguing with him. She missed beating him. She missed his attempts to befriend her. She missed his constant, annoying presence. She didn't want to be alone. She didn't want to go back. She just wanted to be around him and remember what it felt like to pretend to hate him.

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Fanfiction Author Interview Game

X D Thank you for the tag @deadgirlwalking91 lol!

How many works do you have on AO3?

15

What's your total AO3 word count?

44,535

Your top 5 stories by kudos:

Never

Memories Turned To Nightmares 

Baby Me

Protecting Us

For Each Other

I find it so funny that these are all from the soul eater fandom and my shortest fics!

Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I try to respond as much as I can but sometimes I'm shy and it gives me anxiety to acknowledge your compliment =' ) I do my best though!

Do you write crossovers?

Not typically! If I do they are usually through roleplay and not an actual fanfiction.

Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Yes! Though it takes a lot of effort sometimes and I tend to keep things more pg13 than not in fics. Most of the smut happens in the rps. When I do write it, I like dark romance smut, a little aggressive, maybe a little dubcon. That or just really passionate "I'm gunna fix all your problems by loving you" sex lol

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

I don't think so!

Have you ever had a fic translated?

I don't think so, but that would be super neat!

Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Yes, lately I've been co-writing them with my husband in our rps. I always use it as a base and add to it or refine it after but I just really love how we play off each other and plot ideas.

What's your all-time favourite ship?

Guitarspear aka Adam/Lute

What's a WIP that you want to finish but don't think you ever will?

I don't even know. I have some unfinished Soul Eater fics that I abandoned so I don't think I have any that I WANT to finish but might not. The closest I think might go unfinished is an unreleased smut fic called Pray to Me where Adam has a bit of a god complex and Lute is allowed to worship him, as a treat. lol It's on the backest of burners right now but I really hope I can dust that off eventually.

What are your writing strengths?

Sadness and angst. I can take any nice moment and make it terrible. I try not to make everything I write heavy but I'm just an angsty lil guy okay.

What are your writing weaknesses?

I haven't been able to make things flow as cohesively and detailed as much as I want. I wish I had better flow in the progression of my stories and some more detail.

What's a fandom/ship you haven't written for yet but want to?

I don't know! I tend to get hyperfixated and only care about that one thing lol. So maybe far off into the future I'll find something else. But right now guitarspear is all I care about lol

What's your favourite fic that you've written?

Honestly I was going to say Lost but not Forgotten but Masks We Wear and Masks We Don't has sort of blown that out of the water. Trust Exercises takes second place for sure though.

Tagging:

@hellsdisneyprincess

And anyone else!! I don't have any other fic writer friends D = but if you are seeing this and you write fics consider yourself tagged!

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𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓴𝓼 — send 🌶️ and guess my muse's kinks.

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{ Have some free time today so here's my list and lets see how much I get done.

Verse List Master Post Eve's Queue Aclima Icons Replies to recent threads Clear out ask box Second half of Masks ch 3

I'm going to go meds, food, and cats and then I'll tackle something off the list. ♥ }

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~Verse List~

Please remember than anyone can send asks or plot in my verses, even ones that originated from specific muses ♥

Main Verse:

Main verse Lute varies in canon depending on situation and character interacting with and doesn't have a set storyline other than some dash interactions that get adopted and referred back to occassionally including god sending Adam and Lute to purgatory, the Italy trip, Emily missing, and family life (which is a mini verse within the main verse).

Lute:

Family Verse: This mini verse is where Lute was unexpectedly pregnant with @dick-meister and had a daughter Piper. It also includes @darkseraphscorner's daughter Caroline. Piper is an interactive guest muse.

Baby Piper:

Teen Piper:

Unholy Crusade:

This verse is a large scale event where Big G came back to "test" the characters in a task of creating unity between heaven and hell through battle and tribulation as he had done trillions of times before. Each time he tests them it is called a cycle and in order to save this cycle all the members must fight and support each other against his creatures, harbingers of failed cycles, and the first iteration of Sera called "Mother". In this verse Lute dies, sacrificing her life for Adam, as she has done in every cycle. Her soul is then sent to the plane of existence the harbingers live between cycles for safe keeping until this cycle either dies or proves itself worthy.

UC Lute:

Chained Angel:

This verse was an offshoot of the purgatory arc wherein Lute gets pulled out of purgatory into hell and separated from Adam. In order to get Adam back home safely, she sells her soul to Vox (@screentimeoverlord) in exchange for his help.

Chained Lute:

Lost Verse:

This verse stems from a fanfic @dick-meister and I wrote where Adam leaves Heaven after Lute has enough of his games and confesses her feelings to him in fear that he was actively making her life worse and would continue to do so. A year later he returns to find her completely different and seemingly moved on from him as a musician in her own right. You can read book 1 of the fic here.

Lost Lute:

Lost Lute on stage:

Pride and Rec Verse:

This verse is also an offshoot of the purgatory arc. Lucifer (@themosthatedbeingg pulls Lute from purgatory and she is forced to live in hell until Adam (who was pulled back to heaven by Sera) can come and get her. She works as Lucifer's secretary in a style dynamic of Ron and April from "Parks and Rec". Eventually she becomes the official liaison between Heaven and Hell, mostly living in Hell but going between the two on official business.

Pride and Rec Lute:

Hogwarts AU Verse:

This verse is the newest and is basically just an AU version of Lute within that world. You can find a list of her info here.

Hogwarts Lute:

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🌶️ I'm guessing bondage.

send 🌶️ and guess my muse's kinks. II Accepting

"Well... maybe a little if it's necessary..."

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[ HIPS ]:  sender pulls receiver in closer by the hips. ;)

 𝚗𝚜𝚏𝚠  𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚜 II Accepting

She gasped. Being brought in by Adam's large hands and pressed up close to him brought a golden hue to the forefront of her cheeks. Her nervous trembling was amplified by the heat between them that she had tried, and failed, to acknowledge the longer she had worked with him. Either he had finally caught on to all her secret glances, or he was taking a risk for his own wants; it hardly mattered now. 

"Sir?" She barely whispered; it was all she could muster between stalled breathing and the thrumming of energy inside her. "What are you doing?"

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🌶️ Getting dominated

send 🌶️ and guess my muse's kinks. II Accepting

"By the right person, maybe..."

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𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓴𝓼 — send 🌶️ and guess my muse's kinks.

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*      ―    ﴾  𝚗𝚜𝚏𝚠  𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚜  ﴿   :    𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒  𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐘  𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍.

personally ,   i’m  tired  of  the  secondhand  embarrassment.   so  here’s  a  random  assortment  of  nsfw  actions  and  dialogue  prompts  that  don’t  feel  too  over  the  top.   (  don’t  forget  to  add  [ reverse ]  if  you’d  like  to  see  the  receiver  perform  the  action.  )

actions.

[ PULL ]:  sender  pulls  receivers  hair.

[ HICKEY ]:  sender  gives  receiver  a  hickey.

[ TRAIL ]:  sender  leaves  a  trail  of  kisses  down  receivers  stomach.

[ HIPS ]:  sender  pulls  receiver  in  closer  by  the  hips.

[ KNEES ]:  sender  lowers  themselves  to  their  knees.

[ STRIPTEASE ]:  sender  teasingly  strips  their  clothes.

[ STRIP ]:  sender  undresses  receiver.

[ GRIND ]:  sender  grinds  on  receivers  thigh.

[ ORAL ]:  sender  goes  down  on  receiver.

[ PASSENGER ]:  sender  touches  receiver  while  sender  is  driving.

[ DRIVER ]:  sender  goes  down  on  /  touches  receiver  while  receiver  is  driving.

[ OVERSTIMULATED ]:  sender  repeatedly  making  receiver  orgasm.

[ PUBLIC ]:  sender  and  receiver  have  sex  somewhere  public.

[ CAR ]:  sender  and  receiver  have  sex  in  a  car.

[ CONTROL ]:  sender  is  riding  receiver  and  receiver  takes  control  by  guiding  their  hips.

[ SHY ]:  sender  covers  their  face  and  receiver  moves  their  hands  away.

[ EYES ]:  sender  makes  receiver  look  them  in  the  eyes.

[ BEG ]:  sender  begs  receiver  to  touch  /  fuck  them.

[ MORNING ]:  sender  wakes  receiver  up  with  sex.

[ STRADDLE ]:  sender  sits  in  receivers  lap  to  tease  them.

[ CAMERA ]:  sender  records  receiver.

[ RECORD ]:  sender  is  recorded  by  receiver.

[ MOUTH ]:  sender  puts  their  fingers  into  receivers  mouth.

[ LOVE ]:  sender  tells  receiver  they  love  them  during.

[ PUSH ]:  sender  pushes  receiver  onto  bed.

dialogue.

“ you  look  so  pretty  like  this.  “

“ i  want  to  spend  all  night  learning  every  sound  you  make. “

“ let  me  take  care  of  you. “

“ i’m  not  wearing  any  underwear  right  now. “

“ you’re  really  good  at  that. “

“ god,  you’re  so  wet  /  hard  …. “

“ i  think  about  you  when  i  touch  myself. “

“ tell  me  what  you  want. “

“ please  touch  /  fuck  me. “

“ i  love  teasing  you. “

“ touch  yourself  for  me. “

“ i  get  so  wet  /  hard  around  you. “

“ get  on  your  knees. “

“ you’re  such  a  tease. “

“ tell  me  you’re  mine. “

“ i’m  yours. “

“ i  want  you  to  cum  for  me. “

“ i  want  you  to  cum  in  me. “

“ i’ll  be  good,  i  promise. “

“ you’re  doing  so  good  for  me. “

“ you  feel  so  good. “

“ you  sound  so  pretty  when  you  moan. “

“ i  could  be  your  toy. “

“ fuck  me  like  you  love  me. “

“ i’m  gonna  cum- “

“ i  just  want  to  feel  something. “

“ i  wanna  be  on  top  this  time. “

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Warmth spread across her body as his large hands gripped her thighs, rubbing them and causing a little shiver from her.

"Is anything?" She asked, looking down at him briefly with a soft smirk before turning her attention back to her task. Her fingers rubbed deeper into his scalp, massaging along his hairline and temples. She hummed for a little as she did so before speaking again. "I'm happy to see you relax, sir."

She switched again from massaging to lighting raking her fingers through his thick fluffy strands. She felt so privilaged to be able to be at his side like this. When her gaze lifted again she caught him already looking at her with a small smile. Her cheeks warmed with a hint of gold in them. Why was he looking at her and for how long?

@faithcorrupted

It wasn't often that Adam was silent, but one of those rare times was preening day. Lute meticulously ran her fingers through his large wings, plucking loose feathers and rolling new pin feathers that were ready to emerge between the tips of her fingers. It was a very long task with his wingspan but a relaxing one, and it was Lute's favorite activity aside from wiping out hordes of sinners.

There was one thing that she typically didn't do, however, and she tilted her head curiously when the thought came to mind. Why had she never groomed that before? Her fingers moved to the mess of fluffy hair on his head, running her fingers through it to check for tangles like she did for the pile of fluffy down surrounding her. It couldn't be much different than preening wings, right?

She was so focused on her job that she never even thought to ask him or say anything at all. He suddenly just felt her long, slim fingers trailing through his ashy brown strands in the name of bird-like bonding.

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🌿

Send 🌿 to meet my muse under the mistletoe II Accepting

She didn't care if it was a holiday for the vile sinner scum in hell. Extermination was extermination, and she was going to do her job no matter what day it was. She sliced through two more as she looked up to see movement inside a nearby building.

As she entered she took slight notice of uncannily normal decorations set up in a theme she would see akin to Christmas in Heaven. It creeped her out a little to think sinners could have this kind of festivity in such a shitty, tortorous place, but she was torn from those thoughts by another quick movement which she quickly reached out and grabbed with her hand.

Right underneath a doorway to the next room she pulled whatever unlucky bastard she managed to get hold of and pull him toward her, sword up, threateningly.

"Any last words, scum? Better say them quickly before I slice your head right off your body."

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Interact meme

Send me “✰” if you REALLY want our characters to interact! II Always Accepting

{ Works for me, let's do it. }