Queen of the Crossroads

"Suddenly I woke, not knew the ghastly fear That held me - not like serpent coiled about, But like a vapour moist, corrupt and drear, Filling heart, soul, and breast and brain throughout: My being lay motionless sickening doubt, Not dared to ask how came the horror here." George Macdonald - Lilith Greetings, human and inhuman souls. In another life, I was given the name Rachel Shelley by my mother, but after my renaissance as a demon I became the Queen of the Crossroads. All hospitality put aside, be warned: If you ever face me with disrespect, I'll devour your soul within a matter of seconds. However, as a queen I am genuinely bored, thus I accept any company as long as they offer me a thrilling fight, an intriguing conversation, or simply a well-brewed cup of jasmine tea. Yours truly, Rachel Shelley, Queen of the Crossroads

[aelsell]

See that is why I married you, you always make me laugh, my dear.

[demonjaeger-blog]

Seriously, Matt, you’re slowly getting boring. Where are the times when you were actually even a little bit good at repartee?

[aelsell]

Matilda Girion, or better the creature that wore her face now was getting bored rather fast with these particular untalented hunters she had encountered throughout the last weeks. No one was promising enough to be worth her time and it was always such a shame whenever she had to get rid of them again. Her plan had seemed so well thought through, why was it not working out the way she wanted it to?

The idea was simple, find a quiet little town, cause some havoc for a few days, and wait till one of these self proclaimed human saviours appeared. Once you catch one hunter it is more than easy to catch another and sooner or later she’d find one strong enough to defeat that annoying king of the crossroads. Too bad though that every hunter that had found it’s way into this little town by now had been more than weak, inappropriate for the task she was planning to put upon their shoulders. Disappointments in every possible way.

But she was not likely to give up, not now that she had already invested so much energy into this task. After all it had taken her weeks to find the right body for herself, one that was strong enough to work as a vessel, and one that looked enough like a damsel in distress to trigger every protective urge these humans found in them. In fact she had spend an hour looking as helpless as possible in this god forsaken bar and now her features took on a rather bored look. Her spies had told her the new hunter in town had been seen in this place just the night before and it was her best chance at encountering him without seeming suspicious right from the beginning. 

The door opened and from the corner of her eye the demon inside Tilda’s body could see the man she’d been waiting for. Finally. He did not seem as clumsy as the one before him and there was already a spark of hope inside her he might be able to bring the plan forward. That was, until he opened his mouth.

She rolled her eyes at him, setting down the paper she’d been reading. “Those that ever work?” Tilda could not help and giggle, making no secret that she was laughing at him. “I mean, that was the worst line I have heard in my entire life. And I promise you, I heard many. You can try again though, if you like. I promise I won’t laugh again.”

[demonjaeger-blog]

At the woman’s words Raphael opened his mouth in an attempt to reply something, anything, but unfortunately his entire mind seemed blank. No matter how hard he tried, it was as if somebody had pulled the plug of his brain, so he had no other choice but to close his mouth again and let out the air in his lungs with a heavy sigh. He blinked one or three times, still a bit dumbfounded, then his tensed body relaxed and he sank with his back against the counter as if in need of some support. 

He rubbed his temples, deeply in thought. Actually, he had every reason in the world to be mad. He just got rejected in a rather embarassing way. Then again, the lopsided smile of the woman in front of him made it rather hard for him to feel angry about her snappish reply at all. 

“Good God”, he eventually began with a laugh and nervously scratched the back of his head, “If you already believe that pickup line to be the worst you’ve ever heard, I’m glad I didn’t use the one with the ‘cute-cumber’!” 

He raised his eyes to look at her, but instead of getting a hint what she was thinking he only met an unreadable face with a pair of adamant eyes. Carefully evaluating his options, he went silent for a short time, before he continued: “I don’t think you want to hear any more of them, unless you wish me to undercut the one I just blurted out without thinking.”

With a grin he ordered two beers for them. “By the way, I’m Raphael. Is there any other name than ‘beauty’ you want me to call you?”

[demonjaeger-blog]

Raphael yawned and stretched himself while he made his way over to his favourite bar in this doomed town - not that he had been there a lot before. After all, he was a hunter and golden rule number 1 for every hunter was: Never visit the same town twice. 

Still, he had decided to like that place after he had talked to that smocking hot blonde the day before. She was the cousin of the last victim and had invited him to have a drink at the bar while she would answer his - admittedly weird and rather suspicious - questions. In the end, her information had not been useful in the least and afterwards she had made it rather clear that she was not interested in him. But he hadn’t had any time to feel sad about being rejected, because the moment the blonde had left three beautiful sweethearts had entered the bar. He had decided to take that as a sign and return to that bar when he needed a break from his job.

Oh well, the job... it wasn’t going particularly well, to be honest. And to be even more honest, he hated to admit that. Strange things were happening in that town for several days now and he still had not made it to figure out what it was. Something supernatural, that was for sure, but that was all he knew by now.

The second he pushed the door of the bar open, his eyes met one of the loveliest and most endearing creatures he had ever met (as far as he could remember, that was). She looked bored, maybe even a bit like she was waiting for someone. Her beauty seemed so radiant it outdid all the other women in the room by far. A grin flashed over Raphael’s thin lips as he walked over to her and casually leaned against the counter next to her.

“Hey cutie, are you from Tennessee? Because you're the only ten I see!”

[aelsell]

“Of course, you know after all how much I wish to make you happy. You’ll do something for in return though, won’t you?

[demonjaeger-blog]

Sure, honey, I grant you the unique chance to do your laundry all by yourself.

[demonjaeger-blog]

// So I was just bored and tried some chibi maker I’ve just seen in a dear-indies post and I have to admit: it’s soooo adorable! :D you should really try it as well, here’s the link: 

cute chibi maker

I made chibi demon!Rachel <3 see? xD

[aelsell]

Listen, I am not doing things because I know they freak you out. I am not here to annoy you, after all I ain’t a five year old.

[demonjaeger-blog]

Well, if that is true, then I am sure that you’ll stop looking at me like that only too willingly. Right, honey? 

[aelsell]

But it’s my favourite look, darling.

[demonjaeger-blog]

Yeah, I know that. It’s your favourite look because you know exactly that it just freaks me out.

[aelsell]

demonjaeger replied to your photo: Oh look! It took me only three months to make part…

Honey, why on earth does our son look so annoyed? O.O xD

Look at his parents and then ask yourself if you really wonder about his reasons for being annoyed.

[demonjaeger-blog]

Huh, that’s true. Still, stop giving me that annoying lecturing look.

[demonjaeger-blog]

MEET THE MUSE.

If you do this, do not reblog it. REPOST IT.

|| The Basics ||

NAME: Rachel Gia Shelley NICKNAME(s): Queen of the Crossroads ;)  AGE: depending on the verse 22 - 50 SPECIES: Man/ demon (depending on verse)

|| Personal ||

MORALITY: Lawful / Neutral / Chaotic ||| Good / Gray / Evil RELIGIOUS BELIEF:  Christian SINS: Lust / Greed / Gluttony / Sloth / Pride / Envy / Wrath VIRTUES: Chastity / Charity / Diligence / Humility / Kindness / Patience / Justice PRIMARY GOALS IN LIFE: Killing the demon with whom she once made a deal and claim her soul back LANGUAGES KNOWN: English, Hebrew (basics) , Latin (basics) , Greek (basics) SECRETS: She’s a demon leading a “normal” life (as a hunter), duh. QUIRKS: showing her demon eyes while discussing to intimidate her opposite, often tough talking SAVVIES: getting herself into trouble, only thinking things halfway through

|| Physical ||

HEIGHT:  approximately 1,80m (sorry, guys, I’m thinking in the metric system :P) WEIGHT: Even if I asked her, she’d never tell the truth about that - she’s a demon, she basically lying all the time!  SCARS/BIRTHMARKS: several minor scars all over her body ABILITIES/POWERS: Your average demon powers plus her knowledge as a hunter RESTRICTIONS: She can’t really lie || Favorites ||

FAVOURITE DRINK:  Rum FAVOURITE FOOD: fast food, especially french fries Favourite Pizza Topping: cheese in all variations FAVOURITE COLOR:  blood red FAVOURITE MUSIC GENRE: Heavy Metal and a lot of songs from the 80′s FAVOURITE BOOK GENRE: thriller and horror stories Favourite Movie Genre: splatter FAVOURITE SEASON: Autumn Favourite Butt Type: / Favourite Swear Word: the F-word FAVOURITE SCENT: washing powder FAVOURITE QUOTE: “Heroes are nothing but smoke and mirrors”

|| Fun Stuff ||

BOTTOM OR TOP: top Sings In The Shower: I’d rather call it yowling, but yes, she does :) LIKES BAD PUNS: definitely Loud Burper Or Soft Burper: so loud it’s a whole new level of loudness :’D BUILD: Slender / Scrawny / Bony / Fit / Athletic / Herculean / Babyfat / Pudgy / Obese / Other. “BOSS” THEME MUSIC :  Welcome to Hell by Ska-P

Was tagged by: littlelakegirl (always a pleasure to do some fun stuff :D)

Tag People: nah, I really don’t feel like tagging right now, but I invite everyone to do it if they want! :)

[demonjaeger-blog]

//(OOC) Ever get that feeling...

.... that you really should not - by no means! - elaborate that one character in your story that’s basically just a background artist and only there because they’re needed, but then - BAAAM! - you come up with a background story for them so detailed it’s worth a whole spin-off, which happens to become the saddest lovestory you have ever created?

    - I hate myself for that ;_______;  

[demonjaeger-blog]

Best friends for life, yo!

[aelsell]

Tilda giggled with excitement as the dog started to run around her. He looked so cute with his ears flapping and so happy, too. “I cannot wait to introduce you to everyone!” The little girl said, “You will meet Bain and Sigrid and Da and Ma… ” She told him, smiling brightly.

From the corner of her eyes Tilda saw one of the fisher’s boats and she realised how dark it was already. “We need to hurry though! Ma and Sigrid are always very angry when I come home after dark, and they will never let me keep you if they’re angry. But you need a name, don’t you? What shall I call you?”

[demonjaeger-blog]

The dog had no idea what the young two-leg in front of it was doing. Its jaws went open and shut again and again and there even was some sort of sound, but it sounded so weird, so oddly melodic to it. Still, that did not change the fact that its tail kept wagging. 

The two-leg smelled good, of food - especially of meat and fish - and, boy, was the dog hungry! In the hope of getting something to eat very soon, it decided to trot next to the thing that only used its hindlegs to move forward, not caring what the constantly continuing melodic noise was all about.

[aelsell]

“I flew myself here. How do you think I got here? Of course by car. I didn’t start this day drunken after all. I need to talk to the kids, can they call me after school?”

[demonjaeger-blog]

“I would’ve never believed pigs could fly after all, but apparently I was wrong. What is so important that you come here in person to talk to them?”

[demonjaeger-blog]

Tagged by: littlelakegirl

The Rules:


- take a screenshot of your desktop 
- don’t change anything 
- don’t delete anything 
- tag at least five other people 
- repost do not reblog!

tagging: i-dont-kill-orphans, mistressofthefae, camelotsprincearthur, someoneacquiremeanothershoe, northernprincessxxx

[demonjaeger-blog]

THINGS I AM CURRENTLY IN LOVE WITH!

i was tagged by: littlelakegirl one song: Starship - We built this City two movies: 47 Ronins, Run All Night three shows: Pretty Little Liars, Bob’s Burgers, Avatar (The Last Airbender AND Legend of Korra, duh) four people: Dane DeHaan (always), Liam Neeson, Kuvira (LoK), Louise Belcher (Bob’s Burgers) five foods: bananas, chashew nuts, leek, oat flakes with milk and cinnamon, coffee (does that count as food? I don’t care, I’m gonna count it as food :D) six people to tag: (if you want do it) I don’t know... WORLD - feel tagged! :D

[demonjaeger-blog]

//OOC: Procrastinating, yay xD

(I’m so sorry, I’m just so in love with this gif :D)

this goes especially to littlelakegirl ;) : Sorry for the long absence, I’m kinda becoming a pro in procrastinating ^^ Especially while writing almost 400 pages and then re-reading and correct/ change things :P Plus, Bachelor thesis... OMG kill me please :D

Just wanna say, I’m done writing (for the time being) so I’ll be more active here again ;) 

xoxo

[aelsell]

“4 a.m. is as good as any time to drink, if you ask me. Better than most to be honest. Our lovely babies… have you seen them in the last few hours? It’s so quiet…”

[demonjaeger-blog]

“They’re asleep, you jackass. I don’t really appreciate it when you knock at my door at night just to have some wine! How did you even get here? By car?”

[aelsell]

demonjaeger​ liked this.

“To the wonderful children we made, cause they will be the end of me.”

[demonjaeger-blog]

“It’s 4 a.m. and you have nothing better to do than drink a glass of wine? Well, probably already had a few more, though... but anyways: here’s to our babies!”