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[blcdcarnage]

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// THE OAK ALTER // was set up in the middle of the motel room floor. Aligned with Dark Beer, and small trinkets of wood laid in perfect lines atop the alter. Levi lit each candle that set about the altar. He knew this sacred ritual very well, since he had done it all his life. He didn't know if Thor would listen to him now, since he had been turned to a demon. But he had missed paying respect to the GOD OF THINDER. ᕙ( ︡’︡ 益 ’︠)ง▬▬█ Eyes closed, softly as he read aloud, the verse that he knew by heart. « Oh mighty Thor, son of Odin and protector of Midgard, we call upon your divine strength and courage. « His fingers held onto the small wooden figure that he had carved of the MIGHTY THOR.

He desperately wanted to have his life be blessed for the battles he has been put through. ❝ I call upon thee for, // Redemption, // to cleanse my soul and body ‹ of the transgressions I brought to thee, after I prayed to another. Please forgive me, Son of Odin. › I don't believe I deserve this, and I understand if you don't answer me. ❞ « THERE WAS A POWER, » something electrifying and ancient. Eyes opened, as he glanced around the room. Was it possible that ᕙ( ︡’︡ 益 ’︠)ง▬▬█ HE WAS ANSWERING HIM. He waited, in baited breath, to see what the God would send him. He didn't know what to expect, but to just recieve a message from his GOD was a blessing to him.

[tazmilyxfamily]

@shadesofyellows asks: "My you're a gloomy one" Clotted Cream said to Dark Choco.

The man blinked, lifting his gaze from where he’d been staring at his sword—new, shining in tones of white and gold that felt far too beautiful for him to wield—to look at Clotted Cream instead, his expression carefully kept neutral. Had Dark Choco been making a face, or was this in regards to where Financier had found him?

Regardless, Dark Choco wasn’t sure what to make of his comment. “...Yes.” He sighed. “Is there something wrong with that?” This wasn’t going to be another Pomegranate situation, was it?

[diviniadiaboli]

Anonymous came to worship : Kumbiah, my Lord! KUMBIAH!

Honestly, was it not enough that such a song even existed? ( Why did this individual feel compelled to sing it directly to him? ) Azure leaned back, years of experience etched across his face, as the lyrics of the hymn washed over him—a wave of distaste that he couldn’t help but feel. The Earth, in his vision, had not been forged to be an object of worship; it was merely a canvas upon which humans had projected their need for reverence, crafting the illusion that he was deserving of such devotion.

While he didn’t particularly mind their prayers, the excessive adoration had become overwhelming, especially at this moment. ( His patience wore thin, fraying at the edges like an old tapestry. ) With a swift motion, he snapped his fingers, and an immediate silence enveloped the space. Ah, much better. The tranquillity was far more graceful than delivering an act of wrath upon those who sang such tripe.

[erobret]

So I just realized my queue ate most of my replies so I'll be going through and rewriting my replies. Sorry for the wait on my end!

[royalarms]

(cracks my knuckles) ok im gonna be here for a couple hours !!!

[prevailinghatred]

— Tag dump ( 1 / 4 )

[hrhenryfox]

London; He is fairly certain he has heard of such ― country ? city ? ― before somewhere within the mortal books he would often trade for at the Mandrake market, yet he recalls having paid little attention to it, for aside from the arts and the literature ― and admittedly the specimens of food the mortals like to refer to as dumplings and bubbling tea ― he shares little to no interest. He did not think he would need that sort of information, for he never had an interest in being there in the first place ― alas, here he is, doing exactly that.

Judging by the architecture of the Palace, Cardan only now realises that his instructors from the School Palace certainly did not exaggerate when they mentioned that all mortal architecture is excessive and inflated. It is, as though, the bigger the structure, the more importance and power the mortal inhabiting it holds.

It makes him wonder just how important the boy before him is. He does not look much older than himself, but then again, looks can be deceiving.

❛ I did not expect an invitation. ❜ Answers Cardan with a polite curt of his head; he is, after all, a guest here and sly as Fae rules may be, they bind a guest to be as polite so long as the host is. ❛ May I be frank, I did not expect mortals to know of faerie existence, either. ❜ / @cruelprincae / continued from x.

Being related to Arthur Pendragon or him being his descendant, he was informed about the fae realm at a young age. Magic ran in his blood and he was trained to keep it under control. It didn't matter if he used it privately. Publicly he needed to appear human. Not immortal like the Once and Future King. The queen suspected him to be. Was prepared to move him to a more private palace away from friends and family. A life he didn't want to lead. He felt like a prisoner. Alone.

"My grandmother had offered. I am merely just a tool. I'm supposed to show you around London and hope a treaty comes from it." He told him bluntly. So Henry was in a bit of a mood. He could be doing other things. Things that interested him. "I am His Royal Highness Henry Windsor Fox. It's my job to know."

[blcdcarnage]

🜏 𖤐 𐕣 ⁶⁶⁶🜏 TAKE ME, those 2 words caused a deep guttural growl to rumble deep inside his chest. He felt her body flush against his, and every part of him ignited with fire. Turning him feral, with hunger, and it wasn't for food. The feeling of her tongue against his earlobe made him grip ahold of her , and pulling her against his body. His hands pushing her skirt all the way to her hips. As fingers dug into her hips, lifting her off the ground, he slammed her against the door. Guiding her to wrap her long legs around his waist. He didn't give a fuck if he caused damage or not. His own mouth moved forward, to brush along her jaw line.

Before moving down, to lay fevered kissed across her cool flesh. Teeth nipping at flesh, before allowing his now exposed fangs to penetrate her flesh just enough to allow blood to bubble up. His tongue licking across the copper tasting crimson. Drinking from her life force, caused his eyes to bleed pitch black. God he wanted her, he NEEDED her naked! Those fingers yanked her panties down, leaving claw marks along her thighs, as he tore them free from her body. His movement was fluid as he spun around, walking her over to the countertop in the kitchen and sat her down. His mouth moving off her neck, to slid down her shoulder and onto her chest, all while he tore her top over her head.

Mouth finding each breast and licked, and drug his fangs over the nipple. Moving from one to the other, slowly working his hot mouth down her body. Licking a perfect line down, following every curve and line until he was on his knees, his mouth sliding over her lower abdomen. Eyes cut upwards, to catch the expressions play over her face. Hands guiding her legs around his shoulders and dipped his tongue against her, down slowly over her clit, nails digging into her legs as he licked over the place between her cunt and her leg before he moved back.

Flicking his tongue slow at first across her folds, and burying it inside her. Causing that growl to grow louder, letting his tongue take control as he began to eat her out. He was going to take her to the kind of heaven that she would like. This was about her, even though he knew she wanted him buried deep inside her soon. But first, it was about getting her wet, and feeling good. Gods she tasted HEAVENLY, like peaches and cream, sweet and juicy. He could feel her body react to his touch, to his mouth and tongue busy between her thighs. She was close to orgasming, but he would keep this going as long as he could.

It was clear that there was    high sexual tension    between them.     Her thoughts were always about him.    How many times has she fantasized about them,    together.    His mouth, busy in between her thighs bringing her to undeniable ecstasy,  all the while she cried out his name like a mantra.   Him fucking her hard and rough with his hand around her throat marking her flesh with his fingertips.   She wanted to be claimed by him in every different way possible.  Oh, but she did wonder how his kiss tasted,   more importantly how he tasted.   Heat flushed throughout her body,  she was turned on and she needed to get out of this room.   She needed to clear her head and put space between her and Levi.  Honestly,    did she think that would help?   Rosemary doubted it,  she would still be thinking about that gorgeous body.    Fuck,   it was all consuming.  She reached out to grab the door knob when she felt Levi behind her,   his touch alone almost made her come undone.   A sharp gasp came from her,   the feeling of his hand turning her around and pinning her against the door.   She could feel that heat pool in between her legs.    Those green hues locked with his intense blues,  she opened her mouth to speak but nothing came out.   The closeness of his body, the feel of how hard he was pressed against her.   She let out a shaky breath,    the feel of the fabric of her skirt as it was pushed past her thighs,    his touch was electrifying and it caused a moan to fall past her lips. Her hands slid up his hard body feeling those muscles under the fabric,    fingernails scraping upwards until she grabbed handfuls of his shirt in her hands.    Her head lolled to the side to give him full excess to her neck, breath hot on her flesh.    Her breath became heavy,     and god she wanted him.   Her desire for him was at full bloom and she was lost to it.   She lifted a leg to his waist as she pulled him tighter against her,   grinding back against him.       I     want     you.    Those words only caused her to roll her hips against him more.   Her arms wrapped around his neck now,     one hand threaded through hair,   fingernails scraping scalp before gripping what she could of hair.    Her mouth ran up his neck, teeth biting down on flesh, tongue teasing.     “ Fuck me Levi,   please. “  Her voice was soft, needy and full of arousal.     “Take  me.”   She said against his ear,  tongue probing his ear lobe before sucking between her teeth

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@sacredpyre Liked for a Starter

❝ Can you give me an idea, how the fuck you just did that? ❞ Levi had never witnessed the powers like he had seen this young woman use. It wasn't anything like demonic, or even Lycan or Vampire type of power. He was aware that there was other types of species out there. But he just hadn't discovered them for himself yet. And she definitely fell under the OTHER category. But he couldn't sense anything otherworldly about her. So just what was it?

[tazmilyxfamily]

@cookieofearthbread inquired:

"This is justice. This is what’s right." Financier to Dark Choco

STH lyrics meme

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"Call it what you want." The prince's good eye was set in a glare as he spoke, his voice in a low growl. "Justice, revenge, or whatever else it is, you'll have to defeat me to get it."

Truthfully, he didn't care what the paladin did. She could unravel each and every single one of Dark Enchantress' plans and he wouldn't care, if not outright thank her for the deed. Even if he did deserve to be there for the blood he'd spilled- even if her "justice" included slaughtering him with the rest.

But Dark Choco did care about avoiding being subjected to the memory spell, and there was at least someone worth protecting.

So there he'd stand, a wall in the way of justice.

The gem on Bloodcaller's hilt glowed in tandem with the wave of nauseating bloodlust that washed over him. Already, the curse urged him to sink its blade into her. Why, how, and when were all trivial matters- all it wanted was to feast on her lifeforce. Ready to give it exactly that, he unsheathed the weapon.

"You will not suffer long."

Yet the prince didn't strike first, allowing Financier the opportunity to do so instead if she wished. It was only fair.

[blcdcarnage]

•❅──────✧❅✦ THE ACADEMY WAS QUIET •❅──────✧❅✦ The living quarters BUZZING WITH WITCHES talking, plotting, GOSSIPING! He could hear them, even if the area there beds were in. Was quite a ways , away from his office. It wasn't unheard of for THE WEIRD SISTERS to trapse there way in his office late at night. To try and SEDUCE HIM, or flirt their way toward something they wanted. But on this night, he had his office doors closed and locked by magic. He had work to do, and THE FEAST OF FEASTS to plan out. Besides, he had wanted to write up the contract for the deal he had offered HIS SISTER, ROSEMARY.

He needed her signature, one that promised that she would sign her soul into the BOOK OF THE BEAST, as long as she was given her freedom to have her mortal friends in her life. And, to go to her school still, but only on certain days of the week. He'd felt the UNHOLY STING of his father wash over him when he had spoke aloud the offer to her. THE DARK LORD wasn't happy with him. And he knew he was going to have to face that soon. He was shocked he hadn't came to him that night, but it was coming. He could sense the energy in the room, tonight was the night.

There was a RUMBLE, DEEP & GUTTURAL that rippled through the air. A heaviness hung in the air, changing the temperature in the room. If he was human, he would have shivered from the fear. Yet, he sat back in his chair. Fingers lacing together, head tilting to the left slightly. He could hear the HEAVY FOOTSTEPS enter the room, the SOUND OF HOOVES stomping across the black linoleum floors. The power danced across his skin, causing goosebumps to form, even for him.

HIS FATHERS PRESENCE was always felt by all, and he smiled slightly in arrogance and admiration. He could feel him, standing behind his chair. The black shadow of ULTIMATE EVIL cast along the wall, horns and the goat like outline. Leviathan bowed his head, before speaking out loud.

❝ Father! I was wondering when I'd see you! Are you hear for my , OFFER TO ROSEMARY? Or is there something else that brings you here tonight? ❞

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[tazmilyxfamily]

Continued from ??? // @electricea

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Hearing the explanation enticed Dark Choco to step closer, taking one of the cups and lifting it so he could squint at the labels on it with his working eye. As embarassing as it was to make his impairment obvious, he wanted to know exactly what was so different about what Ryuji had tasted and what Ryuji had expected.

To his surprise, he recognized a lot more than he thought he did.

"I used to eat something similar to this, back in my homeland." He admitted, turning it and squinting even harder at the tiny instructions on its side. "But... Mm. They were never like this. Not in something colorful, and not with a packet of flavor and spices. ...And I've never seen noodles without licorice sea squid beside it."

He refrained from asking what a microwave was, instead returning the cup to Ryuji.

"I'd like to know what it tastes like."

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: ̗̀➛ THE ACADEMY WAS DARKER, : ̗̀➛ then normal. Only trace of light flickered eerie shadows along the walls of the sacrificial room. Cloaked figures stood in a perfect circle, heads bowed. Hands connected each of them to the next. -ˏˋ♥̩͙♥̩̩̥͙♥̩̥̩ ⑅ FATHER BLACKWOOD -ˏˋ♥̩͙♥̩̩̥͙♥̩̥̩ ⑅ stood on the outside, // His Hood also Raised! // The silence was so vast, it was excruciatingly loud, before it was broken with the softness of ﹌﹌﹌ THE HIGH PRIESTS , ﹌﹌﹌ own voice, He was giving the ceremonial speech over the arrival of a new comer. And the order the male known as , Lupin was going to be forced to follow. Solely because , Blackwood didn't like any male being higher ranked then him. He truly hated when 𖤐 LEVIATHAN 𖤐 was around. For he thought he was n=more important then the God he claimed to Worship! But he also feared Levi's presence.

He couldn't vanquish him, since he was a member of // HELL'S ROYALITY. // he couldn't be touched by any Witches Magic. // ❝ Brother Lupin, you are here by Initiated into The Academy. But your powers will be rev ﹌﹌﹌ ❞ // Blackwood's words were cut off, his mouth had been spelled shut. Causing him to begin, digging at his face, searching those around him with anger and confusion. The Coven began to whisper among themselves in fevered tones, until the door to the room slid open. Lightning and Thunder erupted through the night sky, and a extreme amount of power flooded into the room. Eyes raised, to see Leviathan step into the room. And they all fell to there knees in praise of 𖤐 THE DARK LORD'S SON. 𖤐 ❝ Lupin, do not worry. Your power will remain with you, and you will have free access to all The Academy has to offer. The High Priest only wants to pull you down because he is threatened by anyone with more power then He. ❞

[tazmilyxfamily]

Which Tragic Death Would You Suffer?

The Prophetic Hero

you die saving the world, as you were always supposed to. peace comes only with your blood. the world will remember you for centuries. they will write poems, create art, and film movies all about you. no one will remember what you were before your death. maybe you don't even know it either. you have spent so long saving the world time after time that there is nothing left of you except the heroism. you die never knowing love.

The Sacrifice

you die saving the thing you love. maybe it is family, friends, perhaps even a cause. they will carry your face with them for the rest of their lives, and every milestone they pass will make them think of you. it does not matter because you won't be there to experience it with them. years down the line, they will meet people who do not even know the weight of your name upon their skin. this is what your selflessness gets you in the end.

[townofcadence]

♚ : What’s something you just can’t stand and will unfollow someone over?

Munday Malarkey Asks

Hmmmm. this one is tough because I don't unfollow often if i'm honest! I like to give people leeway, even if sometimes something happens that i'm not the most comfortable with (within reason, i mean more like an opinion or whatever that isn't harmful or venting on their own blog as long as it's not trying to stir shit or vague). Sometimes that kind of thing isn't really a true reflection of the person so much as it's like-- a shit day, or a personal philosophy, and like.... you do you. We're people and sometimes there's things that just won't line up, or stuff just happens. And sometimes people make mistakes and that's fine. So long as you're not being bigoted or like... hurting people some way, and you try to take accountability for your choices.

Really the major reason I unfollow people is intolerance/bigotry or harmful rhetoric, or they unfollowed me first/didn't follow back within a few weeks (if they've been active in that time beyond a queue), since I tend to try to be mutuals with people I'm interacting with or would like to interact with, so I can see what they're doing. I feel it's more fun if we're seeing each other on the dash and interact! But if someone wants to stop interacting, I don't want to accidentally send them things or try and do things they wouldn't want.