kill your gods devour your oppressors

indie oc | cowriter of the resET AU with Era | 18+

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unimatronic‌:

Well, howdy there.

Nice t’know I’m not the only questionable horse around here 

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@unimatronic

Hey

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They felt it too. That crawling in their chest like some worm had wriggled its way in and was throwing a fuckin’ rave party. 

Shitty thing it was being so connected to the other, even dealing with feelings like this. They knew Fyn ran from problems, ran from anything they didn’t want to deal with honestly. They also knew about the nightmares... Yeah they had ‘em too. 

If Fyn didn’t come back within an hour, they’d go after them. 

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Heh

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hey whats up bastards

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infynities‌:

@devourdemons ….do you think they hate me

kid you know they cant make two of us, we’re literally one in like...... more a trillion and they don’t... they don’t hate ya, i know that  if they did they would have smite ya the moment you jumped ship but hey, we’ve still been here for however many fuckin years 

we’ll find a way home, i promise

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whatthefucksasin‌:

not mine either. it’s probably for the better. id hate to imagine the lint theyd pick up if they turned into a puddle in the living room.

is it safe though? it wont hurt em right? i know when i burn i end up. melting a bit. heh

oh i know what they’re mad about if it concerns Asrith hm and yeah they’ll be fine nothing singed outside of their own mood probably 

and that sorry sap of a tree

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– Andrew Jackson Jihad, Hate & Kill (x) | 16-18/31

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whatthefucksasin‌:

they were talkin’ about missing home earlier but i dunno why theyd be mad about it. if anything id imagine theyd get sad n turn into a puddle or somethin

oh geez my dear bone buddy new fun fact if ya haven’t learned yet, that’s not their style  nah they burn when they’re upset, gets whatever shit they’re feelin out faster 

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whatthefucksasin‌:

why the hell are they on fire

mad probably i dont know i just woke up funny bones

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whatthefucksasin‌:

ill go get the extinguisher

fuckin worm 

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there’s a tree on fire outside someone should fix that 

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who’s leaking my baby pictures 

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"Abaddon?" Their voice is hushed as they approach the sleeping giant huddled mass. With no response at first, they crawl in to tuck themself neatly into the other Creoan's stomach, finding comfort in the radiating heat from their skin. They missed being like this, sometimes forgetting just how it was with the two of them. They hope the other doesn't feel too abandoned or left behind, although they knew Abaddon wasn't that type. Still, they worry.

They’re somewhat awake when the sound of Fyn’s voice peeks into the room, the only response they get at first is just the twitch of an ear. Then a grunt as the smaller Creoan buries into their gut, shifting their weight to allow Fyn to be comfortable. 

“Hey starshine.” Abaddon’s voice is a quiet growl, filled with a timeless emotion only they and Fyn share. It’s a nickname they haven’t heard in eons, and they know how much Fyn enjoys hearing it just by the loud purr emanating from them. The sound makes them snort in amusement, the smallest hint of a crooked smile pulling at their mouth. 

They have their moments where they’re soft, at least as soft as they can muster. Earning a quiet trill from the other, Abaddon shifts their weight again, carefully curling up around the other to keep them sheltered. Safe, protected, just as they had been made to do all those centuries ago. 

The two share no more words between them, simply just staying together like they used to. Back when it was just them against the world. 

Such simpler times those were.

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diktown‌:

“UGH I KNOW!” Yet she’s still smiling, flailing her hands about a little instead of gesturing like she wanted to, “don’t worry though, we got this covered. You just take as many naps as you need… and make sure to stay safe, okay?”

She inches closer to them a bit, nervous, but not nervous enough to keep away. Then, her arms open up. “… Can I get a hug before you nap again?”

Her offer was strange but they indulged, just for her. They shuffle forward, closing the distance between them and resting their jaw on her shoulder. 

They’re silent for the whole embrace, allowing her to hold onto them as she pleases. “Kick ass Lads,” they mutter gruffly, smirking at the thought of the tiny dragon whippin’ ass all over town. 

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viperspade‌:

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“You seem familiar… Like your blood has been on my hands before… Do I know you- at least some other version of you?” 

“I’ve never seen you in my life and while I appreciate the same aesthetics we got goin’ on, I’m staying over here in my lane.” 

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diktown‌:

“There’s a bunch of new people around the timeline! But they all suck asshole so you didn’t miss much.” Is she delighted at being called Lads? You bet she is!

“God, new people that’s dreadful.” More people to annoy at least. Maybe even eat if their tiny companion will let them. Lady’s smile makes them snort quietly in laughter, the tiniest sliver of a rough smile cracking their lips. 

“Eh I’ll leave the meet n’ greet aspect up to y’all then. No need to get the vorse involved yet.”