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Asshole Angel in residence cagefighter old as balls 32,081 yrs.

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cris-quayle:

Cristory had only just stumbled off the dance floor when she heard the other’s comment. She had been bumping along to the music with a stranger who had gotten too handsy so she made a quick escape. Besides, all she’d wanted was his watch, which she’d accomplished in snatching in the 3 minutes it took for the song to play. “That sounds like something someone who’s sober would say.” She smirked and waved the bartender over, requesting a refill.

"Why stop at drinks? Maybe line up a couple rails while we’re at it, snort a nice big, fat eightball?” He was only taunting, something in his gut telling Cyrus the girl wasn’t that kind of partying type. Unless she was, in which case...an itch for the aforementioned white powder he just mentioned started to creep into his veins.

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thewelshglynn:

“I love this club, it’s awesome, you’re the first place ta not think the same” he raised his eyebrow “Which is fine, but if you’re not havin’ fun, then you should go somewhere else” he didn’t see the point in staying there when he could be in a place that he would actually have fun, since he doesn’t find there fun.

“Is being stupidly impressed by everything a Wolfie trait?” he asked tonelessly, cocking a brow. It was just what he needed tonight. An idiot who chased his own tail, and one he could smell the second he entered the place. 

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demonic-lilith:

Lilith gave him a fake pout. “But Demons are the best to play with. Especially when we’re destroying.” She told him before her eyes faded into black as she spun around and kicked a serving tray out of an unsuspecting servers hands. Lily turned back towards him and licked her lips. It only made her want to destroy everything else in sight. “See? That felt amazing. You should try.”

“I played too hard with one and fell in love. It was gross. No thank you.” Was it honesty hour? Who the fuck knew. His attention was diverted when she flipped up a drinks tray, something which failed to amuse him in the slightest. “Oh pipe down, you’re a demon, not a child. Act like one.” These kids never learned. “Let me guess, a friend of Slaine’s?”

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cordelia-lage:

Cordelia scoffed and rolled her eyes. For a second considered leaving, but once again, the power he seemed to gain over the bartender, that had been the same he executed on the old lady back in the store, got her attention. Cordelia stared for a couple of seconds as the male ordered a dozen and one different types of liquor. What was he, even? He was not a merman, of course. She would know, yet she had no idea what other kind of… thing, could do such thing and with such ease and smoothness. “Wh-wh-what?” Cordelia moved her eyes to his. “Adventurous? Why? You gonna make me drink that… whatever thing you ordered?” Cordelia replied, trying to sound uninterested but her fingers tapping on the bar perhaps gave her away, same with the way she bit her lip. “Adventurous for what exactly?”

"It’s quite the concoction. I used to be a bartender in a past life,” he said with a smirk, suddenly starting to come to life. Past life would be correct, and the year would have been 1852 if he remembered correctly. But not much had changed in the way of making drinks since then.

“Adventurous for adventure. For this drink, perhaps.” The ingredients he requested brought over, Cyrus began mixing them. At the same time, he put his thumb to his lips, biting it almost imperceptibly. Enough to make it bleed. Continuing to mix, he brought it over to the pitcher, where a few drops of his blood would make it into the drink. If she wasn’t fast or particularly astute, she would miss the entire transaction. “We’re not exactly strangers  here so, you trust me, right?”

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Happy Halloween! (Cassie & Open)

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cassiopeiaxellan:

An angel. This was not the first time she’s been affiliated with another angel, but this one was different. He seemed old. Like he has been here on Earth for quite some time now. Of course, he would know immediately if this were a vampire bite or not. Standing up from her spot, she absentmindedly wiped the gunk of blood in her hand on her silver gown. She idly wondered which was more important at the moment, her gown or this barely alive man on their feet. Of course, being a medical student and an angel by nature, the latter persevered. 

Nodding her head in understanding, she finally knew what that weird feeling was. She knew there were good vampires existing in Peel, but she never knew there were rouge ones as well. Being only a four year old angel on Earth, she realized that was very much naive. “I didn’t know, I just knew there was something off,” she pursed her lips. “How is it possible that I did not see that bite?” she murmured to herself. 

“We need to take this man to a hospital, he’s lost a lot of blood. I could close it up for good, but that would probably cause suspicion,” she lamented. After that, she remembered another detail, “He also has this,” she said as she pulled his shirt up, revealing a deep and ugly laceration on his gut.

Cyrus took one look at the wound. He could heal both without a problem, if his powers decided to cooperate tonight. Though truthfully, he didn’t care one way or the other if the man bled out. Just one less person on the earth, one less bother. For the ex-Angel of Salvation this mode of thinking had been quite a ways to fall. But he hadn’t cared to salvage someone in a long time now.

He was far more interested in tracking down the biter. “I’m sure you’ll manage to get him to a hospital,” he said, handing him off. Not his problem. “Or patch him up yourself right here. You seem capable,” he answered with the faintest of winks. He didn’t know of any Angel incapable of healing. It was what they did. Even if she was clueless, just a few thoughtful touches would patch him right up.

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demonic-lilith:

Lilith heard what Cyrus said and walked over before running her bat down his chest and torso with a devilish smirk. “You need ta’ find the right person to enjoy the party with. “What better person than with a Demon, right?” She asked with a wink.

Cyrus felt the bat running down his coat, which he still hadn’t taken off. “I’m done partying with demons. At least in this century.”

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billskarsgardgifs:

I thought we could part civilly, like adults.

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cordelia-lage:

“Well, I’m not some blue creature… I’m supposed to be dead,” she explained. “The Corpse Bride?” Cordelia tried again, looking up at him with an eyebrow raised.

“The reference is lost on me, though I’m sure it’s a fascinating book...comic book, movie, whatever.” He leaned up against the bar, immediately grabbing the attention of the barman, who had seemed to have been quite busy before but dropped all incoming orders to attend to the tall fellow. “A whiskey, neat, half a pint of rum, a tall glass of tonic water, a glass of grapefruit juice and three shots of tequila...and a large empty pitcher.” The barman went off and he turned to the blue girl. “Feeling adventurous tonight?”

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lexavierroux:

Faking a gasp, Xavier tried his best to look insulted, but all he could think about was the man standing in front of him. His eyes gazed upon his body, feeling something deep inside of him that he hadn’t felt for a while. The Frenchman held his breath, crossing his arms and gripping the sleeves of his shirt. “And what would you consider to be more fun?” He asked in almost a flirtatious tone, cautious of how the other would react.

"In this particular moment?” He hadn’t even given it a thought, it was just a stray comment thrown out to no one in particular, fun being the last thing from his mind. He hadn’t had the downtime for leisure in many a night, and tonight didn’t seem likely either. Then again... “A wrought iron bed, some industrial strength chains, and a willing participant,” he replied, not missing a beat. God, he’d missed vampire blood. The way it flowed through the man with a lack of pulse almost called to him.

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Plot drop

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ainaaino:

As much as Aina did enjoy being around other people, she still loved to forest and the nature that was there. With everyone currently preoccupied, it meant that the forest was nice and quiet. Well at least that was what she had expected.

She had wondered a little far, when she saw it. What was it they had called the creature, a button… baggage… buggane… Buggane, that was it. She had been told to stay away from it, and so she backed away to hide behind one of the trees. Definitely a good idea, as this one seemed to be in a particularly bad mood and was on a rampage. It didn’t actually look like there would be much of this part of the forest left at this rate. Then the Buggane happened to hit a tree and instantly she realised something was very, very wrong.

For all she knew, it was perfectly normal for a tree to suddenly come to life when it was uprooted. Maybe it was just something she had yet to witness. Except this tree was not actually happy about it, and her instinct was to run, and fast. Forgetting the need to be quiet, she turned and ran, not bothering to check back to see if that had alerted the tree to her whereabouts. But nothing was simple, and her foot caught in the root of another tree, causing her to fall down to the ground, just about managing to not hit her head. 

Cyrus had never seen, in all his thousand of years, anything like it. He’d seen malicious forest sprites, and lava sprites, and gargoyles and monsters. But a tree...an angered tree..It felt like an Ent had walked right out of a Tolkien book. What sort of enchantment was on it to animate the tree so, he couldn’t even guess. But the thing was angry, and stomping its way knocking over other trees.

Then he saw her. She wasn’t from these parts, that much he could sense. Young and naive. And prone to danger, a magnet almost. He was on her before he could even guess why he was doing it. Helping her up. And then the tree was on him.

“Fuck.” The tree was tall, at least thirty feet tall, and the blow it lashed out right at Cyrus he caught, his forearm coming out to stop the blow. “Get up. Quick.” He could take this thing. Stop it before it stomped into a town and things got really bad. Though a part of him had to wonder...No, maybe he could restrain it instead. And that’s what he was thinking of as it hurtled another blow, coming right at them.

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cordelia-lage:

Cordelia rolled her eyes. “Well… fuck you too, I’m not a smurf! What even is a smurf?”

“Blue creature. And it certainly looks like you...blue yourself.”

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merdude-sid:

Sidney snorted then replied. “Oi! Can I bum one?” He leaved over the bar top, his voice louder than normal to counteract the EDM music blaring behind them.

Cyrus was not in a particularly sharing mood, and yet he still brought a second cigarette to his lips, lit it, and passed it on.

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cordelia-lage:

“Jesus Christ! Do you really have to always have one of those things stuck in your mouth?” Cordelia answered, turning around from the bar when she casually overheard a voice she had heard before coming from a side.

"Everyone’s got a vice.” He only briefly glanced in her direction, before looking back down. “Nice Smurf outfit.”

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"I had a hunch this place would be a snore, but I didn’t expect it to be that bad.” Quite the opposite, the club was the farthest thing from a snore, almost everyone in the crowd bouncing feverishly to the beats the DJ spun out, smoke machines and disco strobe lights in full effect. But Cyrus just wasn’t feeling it. 

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in case y’all were wondering, here is the booty lol

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can you make me walk side to side?

Is the earth round?

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Awh, shucks. Let me see that butt!!

Show me yours, I’ll show you mine.