#zealctry

[kiigan]

ㅤBirthday presents are an issue when one isn't sure what the other is fond of - other than, you know, the basics: murder and general chaos. Another issue is that, as a wandering criminal, visiting adequate shops isn't always an available luxury. Creativity and resourcefulness will have to do, therefore, and that's when his summons come to unexpected aid. Namely, to guide Itachi to the perfect spot where to find a perfectly preserved crow skeleton - in very good condition, as well. Looks almost professionally made. It is handed over with a simple written note: If you don't like it, feel free to toss it in the trash. No offense will be taken. Happy birthday.

ㅤMeanwhile, outside the anime world other than when people stare very hard at each other and make the entire room uncomfortable, presents come a lot easier! It's a matter of googling for the right terms and then order and have it delivered with all the comfort . Hidan is then gifted with this super fabulous, glow-in-the-dark nail polish - the whole set, all colors for options that shall fit every mood. That anddddddd... there may or may not be an extra present bag. And, inside, there may or may not be a certain sweater that last week started a lot of over-the-top drama. In the perfect size, no less.

happy birthday u little shit @zealctry!

[helllords]

@zealctry asked: casually. "sooooo. hypothetically speaking. what would happen to a contractee. . . if a lord oh-so-happened to die?" ( not Hidan casually asking Aba for information. for no reason whatsoever. pure curiosity. promise. ) / unprompted.

The question does not surprise him, does not lift his gaze from the newspaper he is half-heartedly reading and does not stop him from digging his fork into the breakfast Hidan has made for them and just as casually bring it to his mouth. Because, truth be told, he has expected this ( hell likes to whisper among itself, especially when its usually unbothered lord of lust comes seething to Abaddon and hisses to keep his lover in check; its odd to behold his own sin on Asmodeus' face. he will not tell Hidan about it ).

A hum is his first reply, drowning in the coffee he takes a sip from as he debates his answer for a moment. " Lord Lucifer will have to announce a new lord who will take over. The souls still go to hell; they cannot escape their fate just because someone killed one of us. Which is another way of saying--- " Finally his gaze lifts as he takes his hand, placing a kiss to the ring on his finger. " --- I will not let you kill Asmodeus, my dear. "

[sortilegum]

@zealctry

"Hidan! Here! You will not hurt the man that keeps me!"

[praenuntia]

@zealctry asked: 💼 to work / all of them, lemme compare and contrast! / 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐑𝐎𝐁𝐄 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄. -> War, Pestilence, Famine and Death.

[hunting-songs]

✪ (shrug emoji.)

Send me ✪ and my muse will tell you what they’d like to do to/with yours.

One  ✦ = They don’t want to do this at all. Five  ✦ = They would die to be doing this! Zero  ✦= “Wat?!” My muse would like too… ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✧  dance with your muse. ✦ ✦ ✦ ✧ ✧  sing for your muse. ✦ ✦ ✧ ✧ ✧   ask your muse out on a date. ✦ ✦ ✦ ✧ ✧  take a bath with your muse. ✦ ✦ ✧ ✧ ✧  hold your muse tight. ✦ ✦ ✧ ✧ ✧  lean onto your muse. ✦ ✦ ✧ ✧ ✧   kiss your muse. ✦ ✦ ✧ ✧ ✧  sleep with your muse. ✦ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧  marry your muse. ✦ ✦ ✦ ✧ ✧  watch your muse sleep. Senritsu is in generel a very open and welcoming person and as someone who grew up with travlers is not at all bothered to share her private space with strangers that mean no harm to her. Sharing a bath or sleeping in the same room with a stranger? She is not bothered at all. Of course that will change very fast if she would hear any dangerouse intent in the other persons heartbeat. Senritsu is kind and welcoming, but she is not stupid. ✦ ✦ ✧ ✧ ✧  cuddle your muse. ✦ ✦ ✦ ✧ ✧  go to a party with your muse. ✦ ✦ ✧ ✧ ✧  watch a movie with your muse ✦ ✦ ✧ ✧ ✧  play video games with your muse ✦ ✦ ✦ ✧ ✧  steal horses with your muse. ✦ ✦ ✧ ✧ ✧  cook together with your muse. ✦ ✦ ✧ ✧ ✧  support your muse’s hobbies. ✦ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧  get drunk with your muse. If Hidan is just a person Senrotsu met at a pub she would not be especially touchy, but if someone would ask her for a hug or for her help she would kindly indulge them. ✦ ✦ ✧ ✧ ✧  watch your muse cry. ✦ ✦ ✦ ✧ ✧  send your muse away. ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧  make your muse trip. ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧  deny your muse’s existence. ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧  slap your muse. ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧  crush your muse’s dreams ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧  set your muse’s home on fire. ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧  kill your muse. In general if someone is not liked by Senritsu, the worst one can fear is her just avoiding them. She would never wish bad things on another person and to get to a point where she wold actually one want to hurt another person, one would need to do a lot to not her specifically, but to those she cares about. Like writing a cursed musicpiece that killed her best friend. In that case Senritsu is very unforgiving. [ @zealctry ]

[deviatory]

@zealctry sent : " well. that. looks like it hurts. " ( vince? vince, gimme vince!! )

Shit.

That sting.  A sharp slash to his side, that was at minimum all he asked for. He’d thought it’d be easy. Hot red runs from his nostrils. A quick leap from the eaves, then perhaps a slash, or maybe a stab to the intruder’s throat. Vincent had not anticipated the man’s reflexes as he fell. That piercing hot pulse (an all too familiar sensation). His fingers clutched at his hip. That fucker. The side of his face pressed flat into the ground. That little bitch. A crimson sneer slipped across his lips through a tousled mess of ebony, baring a sharp raw, and indiscriminate seething anger.

“You... fuckin’... little... cunt...”

[groazei]

@zealctry liked for a starter !

𝐀𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐒𝐄𝐄 𝐇𝐈𝐌 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍 . from what the count had seen , the other was rather . . . a ticking time bomb ; --- waiting to go off at any foreign touch . the vampire motions for the other to come closer so they could speak without prying ears . ❝ i hope you haven't forgotten me yet . you left quite the impression , young man . ❞

[distortedkilling]

Mahito looking highly stab-able on this fine morning. What to do, what to do.

@zealctry

"Catch me if you can, human!" He doesn't need to be making those sounds, you know, the kind kids make when they are running towards the nearest glass of water to inhale. But he is.

Getting stabbed by that sounds fun but he's not about to make it easy. A new game is afoot.

[cainiine-a]

@zealctry

The rain taps gently against the colored windows of this holy abode ( a rhythmic mantra, a prayer, a funeral song; he hasn't quite decided what it sounds like the most and, maybe, it isn't for him to decide yet ), trying to at least wash the mosaic off of the sin festering within its walls when it cannot reach the one inside oblivious to it all. Or perhaps these are god's tears, lamenting the subsequent fall of another one of its priests, heaven's last attempt to clean him off of his intentions as though he still cares about anything sacred, anything divine. Because what do these saints matter to him now when hell has offered itself oh so temptingly to him? With promises of riches and power in a tongue too sweet to decipher the consequences laid beneath, and the lord of all these gifts able to fulfill his every desire? He will offer him entrance upon this damned earth and, in return, will make him his own Mephistopheles.

Lightning strikes somewhere in the distance of a tar-black sky. The painted glass stones of Jesus nailed to the cross shine brightly onto the dimly lit walls of the church but the Father is too lost in his own fantasies to lift his gaze from the ground, too hypnotized by what lingers beneath. If only he did, maybe he would have questioned the way the blood dripping from the saint's hands looked oddly black.

The smoke of the incense burning out is still sickeningly intense. But on a night like this, he supposes, nothing feels ordinary, normal. The rows of pews feel vast, as though they multiplied to fit all of hell within them and in the growing darkness, he almost feels as though someone is already sitting there ( a shape, seated in the last row, its figure a blur ). A trick of his nerves, certainly, and yet a bead of sweat is still running down his temple the moment he extinguishes another candle with distracted, callous fingertips. A breath, a shudder. He closes his eyes, shaking his head, and pretends he did not see.

Because soon it won't matter. Soon he will summon the one of the bottomless pit. Soon It will gain a body and won't It reward him greatly for it? It will. Certainly, It will. It must. His index fingers hovers over Its sigil, trembling, and without closing the book he sets out into the night to find it a suiting vessel.

It has to be good. It has to be. The father walks around the alleys, walking around the homeless nestled into nooks and crannies with gentle steps but the way he clings onto his umbrella and stares at them with furious, blazing eyes betray him. He needs a vessel. They are not good.

But one is. He finds him at a bus stop, a little punk of a man pressed into its farthest corner and he briefly wonders if he is naive enough to believe that the bus will still come. Or that this is his shelter for the night. He smiles, expression warm but empty, his cassock fluttering in the growing wind. Something within the deepest abyss of his mind chuckles; this one.

" Not the best time to be out, my son. Are you in need of shelter? "

[kiigan]

Dashgame: Never Have I Ever !

RULES: Your Muse and all the Muses they interact with are in a pub somewhere across Space, Dimension and Time. Answer the first 'Never Have I Ever' In Character. At the end of that, let your Muse ask a new ‘Never Have I Ever’ question for the tagged people to answer themself. After those tagged people answered your prompt, they state their own 'Never Have I Ever' and tag you back along with other Muses. Rinse, lather, repeat. original by @treasurechestrpmemes

“ Never have I ever fantasized about murder. ”

ㅤGo out for drinks with Hidan, they said. It will be fun, they said, You won't be semi-overtly discussing homicide, they said. ...Or, well. Nobody said that, certainly not the last part, yet the point being: Itachi finds his eyes widening slightly in bewilderment.

ㅤIn all fairness, and in the world and times we live in, hyperbolic statements come too easily. I literally [this and that]; Itachi also the one person who deadpans, no, you did not literally did that, you don't know what literally means, stop using that word in every sentence. A whole different story for a whole other day, or perhaps for after a few more shots.

Anyway.

«Does it count when we're stuck in traffic and wishing to nuke the whole avenue?»

ㅤBecause, then, yes, he's guilty as charged. As possibly is every other human being who ever met the tragedy that is rush hour at evening. Now, beyond that... there's also stuff like spam emails, books that get printed with typos in the text, autocorrect in chatboxes that was never asked for. And who never thought about a few political leaders of some of the most influential countries and believed this world would be better off without them?

ㅤAnd... there's the sheer, raw enticement of the act when considered in the absence of moral values, Itachi supposes. The striking realization that humans are such fragile creatures, that it's so remarkably easy to make the transition from alive to dead. All it takes is a cut in the right spot, or a few grams of certain substances, or a few seconds of oxygen deprivation. It's as topic as terrifying as it is fascinating. L'appel du vide. Taken together, he reckons it's justification enough to take the glass and drain it in one go.

And now to give back.

«Never have I ever had an unrequited crush.»

tagged by: @zealctry ♡ tagging: if you're reading this you're tagged by default~ also if anyone wants to take this as a starter and continue it, feel free to!

[helllords]

@zealctry asked: 16. Does your muse initiate heated/sexual contact, or do they wait for their partner? & 17. Does your muse leave hickies / ask for them? ( 👀 for all of them!!) / Vanilla Sunday Meme.

Abaddon prefers for his partner to initiate anything sexual, simply because he likes seeing their need displayed on their expression and in their actions. He also tends to tease and rile them up anyway and just waits until their patience snaps and they press themselves against him. When it comes to hickeys he likes both giving and receiving because he loves to mark what belongs to him but also adores being bitten.

When is this man not initiating anything sexual? He is always in the mood for some fun and is not shy to ask for it. Of course he finds it even more delicious when his partner is the one desperate for it. Hickeys are always nice and he especially likes to give them where his partner cannot hide them.

Beelzebub rarely initiates but she does have a tendency to be delighted by every bite she is allowed to take and then often gets lost in the sensation, sucking on each mark, licking over it, groaning when her sharp teeth penetrate skin. She does love it when her partner is also hungry for her, though. And because of all of this, hickeys are just a given.

Never initiates but loves to tease and rile his partner up until they beg him to touch them. And his patience is endless, so if they do not engage immediately, he will gladly wait until they do. He does not care about hickeys, however. If his partner gives him one, he'll just shrug it off but he prefers to hold onto them and mark them through his grip alone.

Leviathan is also not the most sexually-driven beast, especially in the beginning of a relationship because he doesn't know if his urges are appropriate. But sometimes instincts just take over and he will pin his partner against the nearest surface and devour them entirely. Until then, his partner will have to initiate. Concerning hickeys, he likes giving them because he will bite and therefore leave a mark and his partner is also welcome to, he doesn't mind them.

Lucifer is most definitely the one to initiate. He loves to claim what is his and assert his dominance by screwing them out of coherency. If his partner is the first one to voice their desire, he will tease them by making them voice what they want him to do to him first. He will also mark them but doesn't like the look of hickeys on himself and will pull away if they try to give him one.

Mammon tends to keep her partners close to her, oftentimes on her lap or by her side. She doesn't intend for it to be sexual but does like to flirt and let her hands linger and move to drive her partner wild, waiting until their patience snaps and they take what they want. Hickeys aren't something she pays particular mind to, however.

[sortilegum]

@zealctry sent : ❝ i am agog ! i am aghast ! ❞ ( sarcastically )

“Found a thesaurus, have you, dear? It won’t do you much good.” Rigid, the witch stands tall as if to attention glaring at the reflection fractured in the broken mirror they faced. Their head lower, a glance given to the image of the man behind. They did not turn to look at him. How could Hidan possibly understand? A man unscorned? He who would never be ravished by time. “You wish to judge me? Tell me that I’m a fool? You’re not the first.”  A half smile stretches at the creases of their lips. Strained although calm is the exterior, a venomous tongue lashing. “You won’t be the last.” And in those words, there is almost humour fleeting, then silence.

The witch raises their hand.  A pulse of energy, neon, electric and bright dances over their palm and bloodied knuckles. A display of power, raw and corrupted. The space around it twisting and bowing to its will. “What difference does any of this mean to you? I align with a devil. Did you really think my soul was worthy of some self righteous heaven? The former priest of a pagan god? A witch? A murderer? A charlatan? A whore?” One by one their fingers close extinguishing the wisp of would be power. “Do you think your Jashin would have given me what I wanted? What would he have offered me once you finally slit my throat? Do you think I would settle for the darkness?” In their voice, a quiet rage boils.

[mxldito]

so close and yet so far. buy him food.

Are you Coyote's type?

"What in the Kentucky Fried Fuck is it about me that attracts these quirked up 'little' blond men? . . .But if you insist that I play with your holes. . ."

[hunting-songs]

Dashgame: Never Have I Ever !

Rules: Your Muse and all the Muses they interact with are in a pub somewhere across Space, Dimension and Time. Answer the first 'Never Have I Ever' In Character. At the end of that let your Muse ask a new ‘Never Have I Ever’ question for the tagged people to answer themself. After those tagged people answered your prompt, they state their own 'Never Have I Ever' and tag you back along with other Muses. Rinse, lather, repeat. Original By @treasurechestrpmemes

“ never have I ever fantasized about murder.”

This time Senritsu took not a sip from her drink, but instead her short, gnarled finger stayed pressed on the edge of her glass,slowly circeling around it over and over again while a highpitched sound started to dance through the air. "Roar, little lion, roar.", she hummed melodically, with her chin leaned on her other hand coyly and a small smile curling around her stark frontteeth. The smile was amused while she listened to the others laughter and mocking noises. The smile was amused, because this was not the first time Senritsu sat infront of a murderer. The smile was amused because Senritsu had sat infront of a lot of dangerouse murderers in her line of work and she still lived. "But its still not impressive. It is very easy to think about hurting other people and even easier to do just that. Toddlers can do that, especially when they want anothers plaything in the sandbox.", her short finger continued to dance along the edge of the glass, the highpitched sound warbled through the air like a song: "I would say I am proud that I have a better impulse-control than a toddler, if that would be something to be proud of in the first place." Laughig in all good humor she nimbly took her drink and raised her glass towards Hidan, winking friendly: "But if its those kind of topics you enjoy, why not- Never have I ever witnissed a execution." This time the musician emptied her glass.

Tagged By: @zealctry ! Woohoo ! Tagging: @nephytale @skarletchains @bewitchingbaker @gyofukuki @jxgi @uzumakiuser @rake-rake @distortedkilling @swxpped @muddsludge @curseisms @saiakv @huntcrpcdia ...and YOU !

[desertgourd]

"so let’s pretend that i do, indeed, believe that murder is wrong.. . ."

dragon age: origins asks

It was a quip, or a threat. Gaara knew better than to bank on the former.

"I am not going to try to convince you to abandon your -- morals." He grit out the last word as though it hurt his teeth to speak it. In fact, his jaw was clenched hard enough to rend his enamel to dust. He felt the way he always had just before a hit: The acid in his veins, the nauseating, heart-stopping need setting every cell ablaze. But there was no salvation to be found here, no relief in needle form. Only the looming frame of a man he had spied before in circumstances too convenient to be serendipitous.

He steeled his shoulders and resisted the urge to shrink into the dank and gloomy corner of the bar. His drink was untouched. His eyes were hard on this man, his strangeness, his paleness: It was impossible to determine whether he had sat next to Gaara by chance or criminal intent, and Gaara had been unwilling to flounder like a fish in a bucket waiting to found out.

Are you here to threaten to kill me as well? he had asked, and had felt his evening slip beyond any mortal grasp from there.

"I've seen you together with that blond. If you're working with him, you need to stay away from me."

[mythcaels-a]

@zealctry replied to your post “Seraphin has appeared! What to...”:

. . .squints. ....uh, admire??

squints back. ❝ what are you looking at ? ❞