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unhxngxd · 4 days
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the demons in hell must be having a riot there's all these rumors about crowley and aziraphale dating and allegedly theres a picture of them together and then 90 years later you hear that a demon and angel ran off to alpha centauri and you're like oh must be crowley and aziraphale they've been a thing for ages but NO its your boss beelzebub (ex boss now, apparently) and heaven's supreme archangel fucking gabriel. like how do you go back to work after hearing this
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unhxngxd · 14 days
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Starter Call !!! (Feel free to specify muse!)
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unhxngxd · 14 days
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The interruption earned a playful wave from Mercy, almost flirtatious as she grinned at Tanner with unnerving fangs. That was before her attention turned back to Gareth, reading into the expression on his face and the way he oh so subtly made sure she couldn't read the phone.
How utterly curious.
"Don't apologise for having to do your job. It sounds very....I'm not sure if I should go with mysterious or important, maybe both."
A beat passed as she looked between them.
"I can't decide if you're like, mafia, cartel, or government."
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"None taken." She had heard worse - far, far worse.
"But it's not about attention. Or putting people off, either. I just...I don't feel like me if I don't look like this. The idea of blue jeans and brown hair makes my skin crawl, like a thousand tiny little beetles burrowing through me."
She didn't expect him to understand that feeling. He seemed quite...Comfortable, in his normality.
"I did my time with that, and I hated every second of it. And it's like we said - you need to enjoy what you do, right? In every aspect of life, else what's the point?"
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unhxngxd · 18 days
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Starter Call !!! (Feel free to specify muse!)
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unhxngxd · 23 days
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darker vibes
❛ i would let you rip me apart if it meant loving you. ❜
❛ this fear you feel? it won’t last. ❜
❛ you are my salvation. ❜
❛ i revolt you, don’t i? ❜
❛ get the hell away from me. ❜
❛ i want to sink my teeth into every inch of you. ❜
❛ i’ll be your dirty little secret, if that’s what you’re into. ❜
❛ worship me. until i tell you to stop. ❜
❛ don’t you know how sick with love i am for you? ❜
❛ fucking hit me already. ❜
❛ i would burn the world for you. ❜
❛ i don’t want to be good, no matter how hard you wish it. ❜
❛ i don’t know how you’ve bewitched me, but it needs to stop. ❜
❛ fix me. ❜
❛ they die for love, you kill for it. ❜
❛ you are mine, whether you agree or not. ❜
❛ do you like it when i bleed for you? ❜
❛ i will keep hurting. i will keep killing. anything to protect you. ❜
❛ i’m starved for you, morning and night. ❜
❛ now i get to ravish you. ❜
❛ i am your god and your executioner. ❜
❛ you are doing so well, my pet. ❜
❛ you’re my sweetest poison. ❜
❛ let’s do something about that mouth of yours. ❜
❛ your fascination with me will be your death. ❜
❛ you’re the monster that’s enticed me into your bed. ❜
❛ all you can say are pretty lies. ❜
❛ the fucked up thing is that it isn’t enough to just love you. ❜
❛ you’ve broken me. all i can think about is you. ❜
❛ you’ll beg for more. ❜
❛ an eternity with you would never satisfy me. ❜
❛ i would gladly let you drag me to hell. ❜
❛ everything i’ve done.. every horrible atrocity, it’s been for you. ❜
❛ you’re a fucking nightmare. kiss me. ❜
❛ feel grateful that i allow you to touch me. ❜
❛ every time your lips touch my skin, you burn me from the inside out. ❜
❛ there’s no black or white, only gray. ❜
❛ no one touches what’s mine. ❜
❛ make me indifferent, make me horrible. ❜
❛ i could never be the one to love you. i can only be the one that kills you. ❜
❛ your lips are poison, your laugh a curse. ❜
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unhxngxd · 23 days
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"None taken." She had heard worse - far, far worse.
"But it's not about attention. Or putting people off, either. I just...I don't feel like me if I don't look like this. The idea of blue jeans and brown hair makes my skin crawl, like a thousand tiny little beetles burrowing through me."
She didn't expect him to understand that feeling. He seemed quite...Comfortable, in his normality.
"I did my time with that, and I hated every second of it. And it's like we said - you need to enjoy what you do, right? In every aspect of life, else what's the point?"
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"I still don't think I understand what your job is." He had hardly explained, and she found the entire thing rather comical. If he was hiding something or just dismissive, she wasn't quite sure. "You're dancing around it."
"But another drink would be lovely - a whiskey, if you don't mind?" Her eyes moved to the flight attendant as she held out her empty glass to be collected, the fang-flashing smile back on her face. Even when the other woman seemed disturbed by it, Mercy continued to smile politely, waiting until she was out of earshot before turning back to Gareth.
"See? I put people off."
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unhxngxd · 23 days
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// Hi, yes, hello - I'm not dead. 2024 Has just NOT been my year so far. //
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unhxngxd · 3 months
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redrew my old ineffable bureaucracy art
...which explains why it's so angsty
I had some OPINIONS about them in 2019 that are no longer relevant :D
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unhxngxd · 3 months
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unhxngxd · 3 months
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"I still don't think I understand what your job is." He had hardly explained, and she found the entire thing rather comical. If he was hiding something or just dismissive, she wasn't quite sure. "You're dancing around it."
"But another drink would be lovely - a whiskey, if you don't mind?" Her eyes moved to the flight attendant as she held out her empty glass to be collected, the fang-flashing smile back on her face. Even when the other woman seemed disturbed by it, Mercy continued to smile politely, waiting until she was out of earshot before turning back to Gareth.
"See? I put people off."
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"Isn't it just? But I rather find it's a sort of natural deterrent." Sometimes extremely useful, sometimes less so. But even now, she liked to think she had at least swayed his opinion a little from when they first started talking.
Mercy was INTENSE, she knew that, but she liked to think that once people got past the brashness, they could grow a little fond.
"I look like this, and the people who would judge me for it? They don't tend to talk to me - or if they do, it's normally pretty obvious when they're judging. It's actually quite effective. Like a dog with a muzzle." Perhaps not the comparison most women wanted to make about themselves, but one she made more than happily.
What was cuter than a big old muscle dog in it's silly plastic muzzle, barking at everything in sight?
"That and the resting bitch face. That helps too. You've kind of got that, real serious looking."
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unhxngxd · 4 months
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Lara was already pouring over maps when he arrived, a series of pins stabbed through peaks and rivers as she tried to plan their safest route. A half-drunk cup of tea sat at her side, the remnants of the toast the butler had brought over left on top of the table beside it. She took a few seconds to look up as he arrived, finishing placing the latest pin before giving Richard a small, tight smile.
"I slept fine." Or as fine as she usually did, at least.
"You on the other hand, look like you slept like SHIT. Adventure jitters? I hear it's pretty common." Not for her, of course, but she was Lara Croft. It was, quite literally, in her blood.
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She WANTS to say no. He could get himself KILLED.
But then he talks of his father - of following that legacy - and she understands that she was in no place to deny him that closure. He was chasing the same answers she was, for the same reasons. A kindred soul.
Besides, if they really WERE that alike? Lara knew her answer wouldn't stop him going, it would just put him at even more risk.
So her hand, strong and calloused, takes his and shakes.
"You have a deal, Mr Mayhew. We start prepping at 09.00 tomorrow."
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unhxngxd · 4 months
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"Isn't it just? But I rather find it's a sort of natural deterrent." Sometimes extremely useful, sometimes less so. But even now, she liked to think she had at least swayed his opinion a little from when they first started talking.
Mercy was INTENSE, she knew that, but she liked to think that once people got past the brashness, they could grow a little fond.
"I look like this, and the people who would judge me for it? They don't tend to talk to me - or if they do, it's normally pretty obvious when they're judging. It's actually quite effective. Like a dog with a muzzle." Perhaps not the comparison most women wanted to make about themselves, but one she made more than happily.
What was cuter than a big old muscle dog in it's silly plastic muzzle, barking at everything in sight?
"That and the resting bitch face. That helps too. You've kind of got that, real serious looking."
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"Mm." It was a tone of mild disagreement - ghosts were real, Mercy was SURE of that much. Beyond positive, in fact. It was the Addam's way, coming back when there was NO way they should have survived. Apparitions visiting in the night, the graveyards and seances...
But Mercy had not grown up in the family, and she knew that from the outside? It was hard to BELIEVE them. Even she had thought they were nothing but a bunch of lunatics at first.
It was funny, how things changed.
"Mamà means well. But we're all a bit of an...Acquired taste, so to speak. Not many people like us all that much. At least not a first - I like to think we grow on people after a while, once they get used to all...THIS." Her hand motioned vaguely at herself, drawing attention once more to the dark, extravagant clothes and heavy gothic makeup. From the white foundation and dark lips right down to the stupidly large platform boots and black nails.
"All bark and no bite. Mostly."
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unhxngxd · 4 months
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// Psst I updated my blog, including the rules and adding Beelzebub's bio. //
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unhxngxd · 4 months
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Lord Beelzebub (Bonus Content!)
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Mercy Addams
Go to pinterest.com and enter your character name+core and post the first nine pictures. (I 100% cheated to not just have pictures of Jenna Ortega, you can too)
Tagged by: @richardxoliverxmayhew Tagging: anybody who wants to!
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unhxngxd · 4 months
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Mercy Addams
Go to pinterest.com and enter your character name+core and post the first nine pictures. (I 100% cheated to not just have pictures of Jenna Ortega, you can too)
Tagged by: @richardxoliverxmayhew Tagging: anybody who wants to!
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unhxngxd · 4 months
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Send 🌿 to accidentally get caught under the mistletoe with my muse.
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unhxngxd · 5 months
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"Mm." It was a tone of mild disagreement - ghosts were real, Mercy was SURE of that much. Beyond positive, in fact. It was the Addam's way, coming back when there was NO way they should have survived. Apparitions visiting in the night, the graveyards and seances...
But Mercy had not grown up in the family, and she knew that from the outside? It was hard to BELIEVE them. Even she had thought they were nothing but a bunch of lunatics at first.
It was funny, how things changed.
"Mamà means well. But we're all a bit of an...Acquired taste, so to speak. Not many people like us all that much. At least not a first - I like to think we grow on people after a while, once they get used to all...THIS." Her hand motioned vaguely at herself, drawing attention once more to the dark, extravagant clothes and heavy gothic makeup. From the white foundation and dark lips right down to the stupidly large platform boots and black nails.
"All bark and no bite. Mostly."
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"Honestly? It's a fifty percent chance she would tell you that you'll get rained on this week - which, given we're flying to London, is nothing short of an educated guess," Mercy laughed gently at the idea, already envisioning Mama's dramatic way of informing people of likely events.
"Or she would say something balls to the wall like 'in 823 days you'll be on a fishing boat in Napal, and a tiger shark will jump out of the water and eat your arm'. She's really fond of saying stuff like that." Picking up her drink, Mercy took a sip, leaving a lipstick smudge on the rim.
"I love Mamá - really, I do - but she's not very GOOD at the whole fortunes thing. Told our Uncle Fester a few years back he would be a hair model, the poor guy went bald a week later." Her laugh carried, a little more subdued and less obnoxious than before. "I don't know if I really believe in it, but like the witches in Shakespeare? It makes an awfully good story."
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