Never Gonna Stop Me @devilsmxgic - Tumblr Blog

Ria, Samantha, Skinner, Fiona, Casper, Spencer

do the sexy love™ with: Fiona. I don’t know her, but her name would be fun to scream whenever I finish.

sacrifice myself for: Ria. Don’t tell her though. Give her way too much power over me and I’m not comfortable with that.

kick: Spencer. Eh, any body really deserves to be kicked.

take to prom: Samantha..not that I know who the bleeding hell she is, but anyone with the name Samantha has got to have something fun going on with her right?

abandon in jurassic park: Casper...the friendly ghost? He’ll pop himself out in no time.

push off a bridge: Skinner. Again, don’t know him, but hell anyone who goes by Skinner has got to be a prick right?

@strxngemagic, @poltergeistisms, @yourfriendlyneighborhoodkiller, @basementthriller, @itscasperthehuman, @cockyhorrorshow

#ask stuff #Anonymous

Oooh I like this knife.

#tdhu: starter #the kitchen

@strxngemagic The past few weeks had been a strange one for Seth. It hadn't really bothered him that a surplus of the annoying sorority and fraternity brats had found their way to the house--in fact he was finding that he had more important things to worry about. He was losing time. Bits and pieces of his days were missing--or he'd find himself in a situation he hadn't been in only moments before--just to realize it had been hours. Approaching Ria's room, Seth rapped his knuckles against the door before opening it. "Have you ever wondered why they built a sorority an fraternity house here? Seems like they're just waiting for deaths to happen."

wnq-writers

She’s not heaven, she’s hell and that’s why I sin.

Maram Rimawi (via wnq-writers)

#sethria

demcniisms

…there’s no vent in sight, nor evidence that one runs through this general area – yet the wall appears to be exhibiting a cooler temperature in comparison to the rest of the room…

devilsmxgic

…

#he's just kinda staring at the wall #chat #chase #and chase like he does not like him in that particular area

strange–magic:

Though the beating of the drum slowly died out when Seth revealed himself to be behind her, the rhythm still played loudly in her mind. One more little flick of her fingers and a few more drop of oils splattered across the fire, causing it to dance and rise, and with that she glanced over her shoulder with a devilish grin. His touch took her back to another time, another place, back in New Orleans – visions of their old back yard, the frogs and crickets singing in the swamps, and the wind caressing the vined trees that circled the area flashed in her mind. A time when she was alive, her heart beating and hungry to live. A perfect illusion. Reaching into a small sachet at her side, Ria twisted her body to face him, and bringing her hand up to offered out a vile containing the oil of a belladonna plant and a few other various substances to spark up a truly enchanting high.

Lips twisting upward as Ria held out the vile, Seth carefully took it from her. He hadn't seen the little concoction since he was alive--the nostalgia hitting him harder than a ton of bricks. Popping the cork off, the ghost made sure only a small drop reached his tongue. He wasn't sure how the whole death thing worked but he never really wanted to find out. Closing his eyes, Seth moved to sit next to her--his body relaxing as belladonna concoction took its hold.

strange–magic:

satansdarkworshipper:

Ever since Seth had been back on Earth, he’d been the opposite of what Ria was expecting. She had built up such a strong fear of what he’d become – that it wouldn’t be him anymore – that she was still taken by surprise from time to time when it felt just like the old days. A small grin hooked her features and she gently grabbed the bottle back from him. “Nice bottle, too. I can’t wait to add it to my collection,” she commented, and proceeded to take a quick swig of the liquor.

Allowing the alcohol to settle in his chest, Seth looked down to the floor, a small spider catching his interest if only for a moment. He had spent so long trying to get Ria down to Hell with him, sometimes he forgot what it was like before. That was until times like this happened--times where it felt like no time had passed at all. "I knew you'd like it. I still got it after all these years."

#Mini paras #Ria

devilsmxgic

Well take a drink and let’s get a party started.

strxngemagic

Your go, bunny.

devilsmxgic

Smirking at the nickname, Seth did a quick imitation of a bunny before grabbing the neck of the bottle and bringing it to his lips. The familiar burn of liquor had him groaning with pleasure. "I sure know how to pick 'em. Right, Babs?"

#mini paras #ria

strxngemagic

I figured the untwisting of the cap was enough to call you to me.

devilsmxgic

Well take a drink and let’s get a party started.

#ria #he's pointing to the bottle #not a knife

That...that was not rum.

#tdhu os #tdhu in #the kitchen

Throwing a little red ball he had found, Seth made his way around the basement.

#tdhu os #tdhu in #the basement #shit starter is shit I apologize

strxngemagic

With a dark sky above her, Ria sat Indian style with two small hand drums placed before her — along with a roaring fire just a few more inches away. Her hands hit them in a rhythm that seemed to make the flames dance, her body moving like a serpent to the beat. Head thrashing from side to side, which caused her long dark locks to freely sway with her movements, the witch was feeling particularly fearless. “♫…Don’t say that you love me…" she chanted, feeling the music in her bones. "Just tell me that you want me…♪" she continued, though moved her hand to flick some essential oils onto the fire that made it spark with a light purple undertone.

devilsmxgic

The fire danced in Seth’s eyes as he stared at the raven haired witch revel in the music and magic she was encouraging. Her actions almost had the ghost losing himself in the moment as well. It was almost as if he was blasted to the past, to the days when he would watch her cast from afar--completely mesmerized by her abilities. Licking his lips, the dark haired male moved closer--silently so that he wouldn’t disturb her moment. It wasn’t until he was right up behind her that he allowed himself to be known with his fingers wrapping around her waist. “I want you,” he whispered softly into her ears.

#mini paras: ria #he's lost in the moment

deadivajuliet-blog

What about crimson?

devilsmxgic

What's so good about that?

#convo;juliet

sydneyreed-inthemurderhouse

It was obvious that whatever possessed Seth was capable of a hell of a lot more than what he’d done so far, and although she tried to hide her fear it was becoming more and more obvious with each passing minute. She tried desperately to fight against his force but it was no use, and her fingers began clawing away at her flesh with no obvious hesitation. She winced sharply, her tears stinging her eyes as her nails continued to scratch away at the layers of skin. “Th- this is it?” she forced out shakily. “I’ve been through worse. This is nothing.”

devilsmxgic

The sneer was clear on Rasif's face. The woman's constant undermining of what he was doing to her irked him to no end. Who the hell did she think she was? His energy seeped back into her limbs, causing her hands to move away from her stomach. While he wanted to laugh and watch her tear her own intestines out, the demon instead wanted her to suffer just a little more. Moving her limbs so that they were stretching out to her sides--a satisfied smile gracing his lips as he heard her shoulders pop out of their sockets.

#mini paras: sydney