blackparaderunner
Run the Black Parade
Cinder; sin eater and grandchild of God. Which God is up to interpretation. Dimensional jumper and courier/runner for many different forces.
FC: Ji-In Cho
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It wasn't often he indulged in just passing out without heavily locking himself away. Thankfully no one seemed foolish enough to burst in and startle him awake. It was a gentle touch to his face that awoke him. Taking a sharp breath he yawned, dislocating his jaw in the process, before cracking his eyes open. Giving a tired smile he gently rubbed the man's metal spine. "Hey you're awake. Did you sleep alright? Do you need anything?" Tail sliding off his legs it dropped to the cushion and moved around to get some feeling back.
“ Oh shit, oh fuck! Fox you bitch! ” He hissed under his breath, skidding around the corner panic setting in. He didn’t know how he got to the heavens, okay no that was a lie he could hear Them laughing in the back of his head, they clearly did it to mess with him. To see if he would suffer running into the god that was nothing but hate. He bit his lip and peeked around the corner, he felt a static charge, was Cal’eth’s pantheon near Cinder’s? Would it be safe? He pulled the hood of his hoodie up and around to try and hide the collar made of a piece of Marker. Ducking around the corner he tried not to get any attention of the gods or their servants that were around, how would he get out? Should he use a favour? Should he try and threaten someone? Fuck this wasn’t good, nor was it safe. “ Fuck my life! Why here?! I’d have fucking preferred hell! ”
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The living weapons. Nexua the Shield (Patrick Wilson) and Arthur the Sword (Miguel Ángel Silvestre)
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SENSE8 | 1x05 - “Art Is Like Religion”
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These are $30 for one but stitches at the hospital are more expensive so this is pretty damn great
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He stayed curled up around the man as he slept. Changing the cushion a bit he managed to lay back to get comfortable. Drawing out the sickness he burned it away to try and save the agony of it. Tail wrapped around them both and wings growing heavy he yawned and dislocated his jaw before popping it back in. Closing his eyes he dozed on and off while one hand traced the length of Viper's metal spine. From time to time he'd summon papers to sign and go over so nobody would burst in to harass them. Eventually he just drifted off and fell into a comfortable sleep.
“ Oh shit, oh fuck! Fox you bitch! ” He hissed under his breath, skidding around the corner panic setting in. He didn’t know how he got to the heavens, okay no that was a lie he could hear Them laughing in the back of his head, they clearly did it to mess with him. To see if he would suffer running into the god that was nothing but hate. He bit his lip and peeked around the corner, he felt a static charge, was Cal’eth’s pantheon near Cinder’s? Would it be safe? He pulled the hood of his hoodie up and around to try and hide the collar made of a piece of Marker. Ducking around the corner he tried not to get any attention of the gods or their servants that were around, how would he get out? Should he use a favour? Should he try and threaten someone? Fuck this wasn’t good, nor was it safe. “ Fuck my life! Why here?! I’d have fucking preferred hell! ”
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When his claws gently clicked against the metal of his spine Cinder frowned slightly. Feeling the agony he tried to remove it but felt the threat of a cold chill along his spine. Redirecting the pain and agony to the collar around Viper's neck he tried to sate his other half as if apologizing for the momentary lapse in judgement. Curling up around the other he frowned and just tried to make him feel safe. When he cupped his cheek and heard the broken apology Cinder felt his heart twist. There was so much suffering and shame trapped within the humans frail body. Wrapping his wings around them both he just rocked struggling to give what little comfort and care he could. "You have nothing to apologize for. Surviving takes all forms and the shame is natural. You don't need to apologize for existing."
“ Oh shit, oh fuck! Fox you bitch! ” He hissed under his breath, skidding around the corner panic setting in. He didn’t know how he got to the heavens, okay no that was a lie he could hear Them laughing in the back of his head, they clearly did it to mess with him. To see if he would suffer running into the god that was nothing but hate. He bit his lip and peeked around the corner, he felt a static charge, was Cal’eth’s pantheon near Cinder’s? Would it be safe? He pulled the hood of his hoodie up and around to try and hide the collar made of a piece of Marker. Ducking around the corner he tried not to get any attention of the gods or their servants that were around, how would he get out? Should he use a favour? Should he try and threaten someone? Fuck this wasn’t good, nor was it safe. “ Fuck my life! Why here?! I’d have fucking preferred hell! ”
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Worlds Within: Pill Bug Terrarium
Bioluminescent mushrooms are just magical~ I hope to see these in real life one day :D In the meantime, I can dream and paint them instead.
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VERY IMPORTANT a dam in the Netherlands, the weerdsluis lock, is directly on a migratory path for spawning fish. They have a worker stationed there to open the door for the fish, but they can take a while to open it. So to keep the fish from getting preyed on by birds they installed a doorbell. Only, the fish don't have hands to ring the doorbell. If you go to their website, they have a LIVE CAMERA AND A DOORBELL that YOU RING FOR THE FISH when they're waiting, and then the dam worker opens the door for them! I can't express how obsessed I am with this. look at this shit. oh my god.
Please check on the fish doorbell once in a while :)
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Letting him cry Cinder just gently rubbed his back. It would be far too easy to just pull up files on who he was but it didn't feel right. If he was going to learn about this human it would have to be at his pace. It oddly felt like a betrayl to look towards the papers scattered around his desk so he focused more on the pain leaking from the man. Kissing the top of his head all he could do was hold him and offer safety. Once the tears stopped he gently wiped his face clean and spoke softly. "You're so strong to have survived so long surrounded by that hate. Just rest. You deserve a time without the darkness hounding your heels with hate."
“ Oh shit, oh fuck! Fox you bitch! ” He hissed under his breath, skidding around the corner panic setting in. He didn’t know how he got to the heavens, okay no that was a lie he could hear Them laughing in the back of his head, they clearly did it to mess with him. To see if he would suffer running into the god that was nothing but hate. He bit his lip and peeked around the corner, he felt a static charge, was Cal’eth’s pantheon near Cinder’s? Would it be safe? He pulled the hood of his hoodie up and around to try and hide the collar made of a piece of Marker. Ducking around the corner he tried not to get any attention of the gods or their servants that were around, how would he get out? Should he use a favour? Should he try and threaten someone? Fuck this wasn’t good, nor was it safe. “ Fuck my life! Why here?! I’d have fucking preferred hell! ”
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He used his flames and warmth to try and comfort the man. Not knowing what went on in his head he paused tasting something sweet on his tongue. Was he remembering some memory of a sweet that made him happy? As he cried he just rocked him in his arms and did his best to comfort. "I'm sorry you've suffered so much. Nobody deserved that. You didn't deserve that." Voice soft he want over to one of his overstuffed cushions and curled up with him. Tail wrapping around his legs the god just rocked and nuzzled at him. "I've got you. Just let it all out."
“ Oh shit, oh fuck! Fox you bitch! ” He hissed under his breath, skidding around the corner panic setting in. He didn’t know how he got to the heavens, okay no that was a lie he could hear Them laughing in the back of his head, they clearly did it to mess with him. To see if he would suffer running into the god that was nothing but hate. He bit his lip and peeked around the corner, he felt a static charge, was Cal’eth’s pantheon near Cinder’s? Would it be safe? He pulled the hood of his hoodie up and around to try and hide the collar made of a piece of Marker. Ducking around the corner he tried not to get any attention of the gods or their servants that were around, how would he get out? Should he use a favour? Should he try and threaten someone? Fuck this wasn’t good, nor was it safe. “ Fuck my life! Why here?! I’d have fucking preferred hell! ”
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Smiling sadly he watched the human fall and struggle. He'd been through so much and probably tossed up here to be prey for his gramps. Shaking his head he scooped the man up and cradled him close. "Don't worry I won't let them hurt you. Just breathe and hide your face." Scooting off to his panthon he closed the gates and returned to a more mortal form so as to not scare the man. "There were are. Are you hurt? I have snacks and drinks if you need to get your blood sugar back up."
“ Oh shit, oh fuck! Fox you bitch! ” He hissed under his breath, skidding around the corner panic setting in. He didn’t know how he got to the heavens, okay no that was a lie he could hear Them laughing in the back of his head, they clearly did it to mess with him. To see if he would suffer running into the god that was nothing but hate. He bit his lip and peeked around the corner, he felt a static charge, was Cal’eth’s pantheon near Cinder’s? Would it be safe? He pulled the hood of his hoodie up and around to try and hide the collar made of a piece of Marker. Ducking around the corner he tried not to get any attention of the gods or their servants that were around, how would he get out? Should he use a favour? Should he try and threaten someone? Fuck this wasn’t good, nor was it safe. “ Fuck my life! Why here?! I’d have fucking preferred hell! ”
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He felt a change in the heavens. It wasn't his beloved void but something else; someone else. Frowning he slipped out of his pantheon and looked around. The other gods and their ilk rushed around like they were blind to it all. They showed no respect to the one they'd all been basically birthed from. Huffing he moved around until he almost plowed into someone and looked puzzled. "Well you're not supposed to be here." Forced to be donned in his ceremonial robes due to the meeting earlier he stood out only to those who truly knew how to see.
“ Oh shit, oh fuck! Fox you bitch! ” He hissed under his breath, skidding around the corner panic setting in. He didn’t know how he got to the heavens, okay no that was a lie he could hear Them laughing in the back of his head, they clearly did it to mess with him. To see if he would suffer running into the god that was nothing but hate. He bit his lip and peeked around the corner, he felt a static charge, was Cal’eth’s pantheon near Cinder’s? Would it be safe? He pulled the hood of his hoodie up and around to try and hide the collar made of a piece of Marker. Ducking around the corner he tried not to get any attention of the gods or their servants that were around, how would he get out? Should he use a favour? Should he try and threaten someone? Fuck this wasn’t good, nor was it safe. “ Fuck my life! Why here?! I’d have fucking preferred hell! ”
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