heaven's reject

When the curtain’s call Is the last of all When the lights fade out All the sinners crawl So they dug your grave And the masquerade Will come calling out At the mess you made

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honesty hour ✧・ﾟ:*

send anything into my ask box, anon or not, and i’ll answer it all truthfully 

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new people!!

hi it’s your recovering addict of stardew valley here. literally just bought the game two days ago and played 12 hours straight yesterday. 

im sorry to the new people i haven’t introduced myself to, but i definitely will!!! just... when i marry fucking sebastian

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drunk company

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oknari:

—〈 ♛ 〉 her legs stay crossed as she allows herself to lean and rest her back against the chair. after taking a glass for herself, the liquid is transitioned from can to cup and she smiles, her demeanor already beginning to relax. as the ( fallen ) angel begins to speak, it doesn’t take long to earn a reaction.  ❝ pffft ! ❞ the beer in her mouth suddenly sprayed back into her glass,  ❝ love ? you think what you had with that demon was love ? … are you a fuckin’ idiot ? it’s no wonder your dad forced you out. hell, i would’ve, too—way to go, big guy. ❞ nari shoots a thumbs up towards her ceiling for effect. ❝ wait, just out of sheer curiosity, did your dad even have you lot out of love ? or was it out of necessity ? ❞  

before the veela can take another swig, minki’s comment forces her body to tense. her own father was a mystery — one she’s never been able to solve, nor did she ever want to bother trying to. parents were useful for only one thing: bringing you into this world, whether you want to be here or not. those were nari’s thoughts, anyway. ❝ did mister black sheep himself just admit that he finds me attractive ? ❞ honey colored orbs have followed her guest as he moves and it doesn’t take long before she follows suit ( despite the way she acts, unless roleplay is involved or she’s trying to prove a point, nari doesn’t like to look down at others ). on her way over, she arms herself with a few more drinks, then positions herself next to minki; forcing him to sit shoulder to shoulder with her—unless he were to move, of course.

❝ considering my mother looked like a barf bag had sex with dog shit, i do believe it’s safe to assume i have him to thank for my stunning, and completely breathtaking, beauty. ❞ nari downs the pint in her hand before allowing a chuckle to spill into the air between them, ❝ i’m not entirely sure, though. unlike you, i was ALWAYS the unwanted child, so i don’t know the first thing about that fuck stick. ❞

The fallen angel’s insecurities are only fueled as the words from Nari’s mouth struck a chord with him. It’s more of a confirmation, to what he’s believed for the past five centuries. With a sigh, he chugs the rest of the bitter liquid as if trying to drown in it, suddenly regretting the choice of cheap convenience store beer instead of opting for a stronger substance. Gasping for breath, Minki wipes the drops from his mouth with the back of his hand. “Yeah, you don’t think I don’t know that? Still, it didn’t mean that I didn’t love him. I don’t even think I’m over it.” Another can is poured into the red solo cup, to further free himself of the creeping anxiety of the current subject. “Someone had to watch the moon, you know. That was my job.” It sounded like a silly one, but Asariel held that title with pride back then.

Minki allows himself to relax against the veela, a soft chuckle eliciting from him at her statement as he turned his head to look in her direction. “I might be a black sheep, but I’m not blind.” He simpered. “You demons need to stop being so damn attractive. Temptation is the hardest thing to fight when it comes to your kind. Or, well, half of you that is.” There were certain morales that the former angel abided to, one being obviously honesty. It was even worse with the alcohol streaming in his system.

“Eh? I thought faeries were supposed to be some cute things? Don’t think I have ever met one, wouldn’t know if I did, but just my assumption.” Knowing about other species that weren’t angels or demons weren’t necessarily his forte. Taking a long gulp of his current drink, he glances over at the veela with a curious expression. “Sure, but do you ever just sort of wonder? There had to be some part of you that wanted to see him at least once.”

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wings and fins

As much as the fallen angel enjoyed class and was often engrossed in the lessons, he simply just needed a break. Things were starting to pile on, with several of his professors scheduling exams within the same week, it would be great to chill the fuck out, to say the least. When too fried to continue studying or exhausted to play video games (shocker), Minki opted on seeing friends around campus. This time around, a certain siren was someone that he felt he should see that day. Right after the end of his afternoon class, he made his way outside of the building and to the water surrounding the establishment. There was one place that he always met her and as always, plopped down next to the water and waited patiently with his legs crossed. “Guess who?” Minki shouted into the water, sure that she would hear him.

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clipped wings

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kxjinhwan:

Jin could practically see the reaction his question caused as the comfortable silence slipped into oblivion and was quickly replaced with a deafening silence. Minki froze but he could see the gears turning in his head. Before Jin had enough time to ponder the inner workings of the angel’s mind, the other moved. The angel’s action was so unexpected in nature it snatched Jin’s breath right from his lungs. In one swift motion, Minki situated himself into his lap while his hands gingerly caressed the demon’s cheek, claiming it as his. Which it was. Everything he had to his name was Minki’s. All he had to do was ask, Jin wouldn’t hesitate to give him the world.

Although initially the surprise inhibited him, it took no more than a few seconds for Jinhwan’s body to fall back into place and respond accordingly. It was as if time slowed. The hands on the clock dragged as his lips crashed into Jin’s. Sweet and supple, he tasted him on his tongue, just like remembered. Nothing outside this space mattered anymore, as long as he had Asariel in his arms there was nothing else that deserved his attention. So enamoured by his presence, he failed to hear the words leaving the other’s mouth, only catching the last few syllables. Italian was not his strong suit, languages never were, however he did have a few words in his small arsenal.  

Too distracted to care, Jin paid no mind to what he missed and focused his attention on his long lost lover. His hands lovingly explored the canvas of Minki’s body, settling on the small of his back to hold the angel against him. Honestly scared that if he let go, it might be another century before he saw him again. The loneliness that filled every crevice of Jin’s being since his absence ached and longed to be filled with the angel’s love once more. This all felt too right to stop but more importantly, he didn’t want to stop. The demon didn’t want this moment to end, not now and not ever.

“Now that you’re in my arms, I don’t think I can let you go again, Asariel.”

One thing had always stopped Asariel from finding his lover; once he had, there was no guarantee he would be able to pull away again. The pain didn’t matter. It’s something that can be built with a tolerance. There had to be a solution for this. Research had to be done. Whatever curse God decided to cast on the forsaken angel, there had to be a way. For now, though, in case all of his efforts were to fail, slowly pushing the demon away seemed like the way to save his own feelings. Fuck, the angel wasn’t even sure about the other entity’s feelings. This was an easy way to fool himself into thinking Jinhwan genuinely missed him in the past 500 years, and he couldn’t bring himself deny it. Not when it all felt like this.

Letting their lips separate, the blonde pulls back a bit to direct a soft smile at Jin. He brushes his thumb over the other’s prominent cheekbone with a hum. “I wish it were that simple, mi amor.” he gives another peck to his lips before letting his head fall into the crook of the demon’s neck. The hands that rested on his face move to instead embrace Jin, holding him as close to his body as possible. Tears had started to rim the cerulean eyes of the angel, whether it was from the pain of his phantom wings or the affection for his lover spilling out, it was unclear.

“I don’t know if you believe me, but I really did miss you, Jinnie. Like crazy.” Minki moved to leave a trail of butterfly kisses along the surface of Jin’s neck, then along the strong jawline that used to (and honestly, still did) make his knees buckle, and finally back to where it started. “However, I really do need to go to class now.” He says in between pecks before finally lifting himself up from the other’s lap. While true, it was also to get out as he wasn’t sure how much longer he could endure the burning torture. Gathering his things had already been a harder task, a lot of his energy drained by then and he was sure it was noticeable. Nonetheless, the blonde stands straight and holds a hand out to the demon below him. “Walk me if you’d like.”

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moving day 📦

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woojinksa:

woojin already had a difficult time navigating social interactions, and this other angel certainly wasn’t picking up any of the slack for him. was this something all angels just… had in common? were they all this bad at casual conversation?

then again, minki did say he was tired — woojin couldn’t fault him for that. when he thought about the fallen angel’s situation, he could sympathize. he would definitely be tired if hehad to go meet a total stranger that would be contractually bound to him immediately after losing his dorm room by way of a flood.

brushing off minki’s behaviour, woojin happily indulged him of the details. “i’ve been here for two years now! but there’s so much going on, it kind of overwhelmed me really bad for my whole first year… i didn’t go out or do anything.” 

“Two years, huh?” The former angel repeated, trying to recount just what the hell he was doing during the past two years to not notice Woojin. As much as he loved to wander the school, one would think he was no stranger to a lot of the faces that roamed around Keisung. That’s what he thought, at least. Although one year couldn’t be helped, there was still another where it’s possible they brushed past each other in the hall and Minki was too busy staring down at a textbook or his music player to pay any mind to what was happening around him. Mental note: pay more attention.

Suddenly not interested in unloading any more of his possessions at the current moment, Minki plops down onto an uncluttered area on his bed, sitting with his legs crossed underneath him. “You’re another fallen angel, right? How’d you end up here of all places?” he had hoped his questions didn’t seem to invasive or creepy to the other angel in front of him; he just wanted to know what his friend has been up to. Aside from the initial shock, it truly left him ecstatic to see Woojin was alive and well after all these years.

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Hiya ghouls and goblins and other, just letting ya know that I am indeed still working on replies and starters for the lot of you! Been uber snail racing slow with messages and plotting as well ): I’m a little slow right now from 1. friends leaving and moving and me trying to meet up with them while simultaneously trying not to cry cause im a bitch 2. having writer’s block because of that but rest assured I will have a lot of those posted very soon and should probably queue them up like the rest of you smart non-spamming people (call me out please) thank you for your patience

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drunk company

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oknari:

 —〈 ♛ 〉 with limbs tangled in satin sheets, the veela lay awake with grey hues focused on the moon visible from outside her window. her playlist lulled from the speakers of her iHome, acting as background noise to keep her mind from venturing into unwanted territory — that night was meant for relaxation, nothing more, nothing less, so why was she having so much trouble ? with an irate huff, nari sat up before arming herself with her journal and writing utensils. as her pen danced atop the pages of her diary, she’s lost in thought when her guest first showed up, completely oblivious to the world around her, until the familiar voice pulled her back to reality. nari blinked a few times in an attempt to decipher if she was just lonely enough to dream up company or if minki had really shown up ? his next statement proved the latter to be true and sent her into a light frenzy, the pre-law major rushing into action without a clear plan: hide the diary, place her pens back in their designated place, smooth out her robe; she was vulnerable in her current state, which was something she couldn’t—wouldn’t—risk.

❝ okay, totally not suspicious at all. we’re fine,  ❞ she muttered under her breath. after clearing her throat, she called out, ❝ well, if you didn’t want that to happen, why did you show up uninvited with no warning whatsoever ? ❞ the door opened, revealing the fallen angel eliciting an eye roll as she stepped to the side, ❝ but since you came all this way, even with goodies, i guess i can forgive you. come in, i’ll go get that ice—you better have two cracked when i get back. ❞ with her front door locked once more, nari did as she said, gathering the cubes in a bucket, then carried it back to the table. ❝ so, what happened ? did you suddenly remember how much of a disappointment you are to dear ol’ daddy ? ❞ she armed herself with a bottle, making herself comfortable in an arm chair with her legs crossed, ❝ you know, i’ve always been curious … was the dick really worth falling from grace ? ❞  

Minki huffed, refusing to answer her question unless the door opened within the next ten seconds. He was itching to down the alcoholic drinks, but even that wasn’t new. Some could say it was the road to developing alcoholism. Bite me, he would answer. When the door finally opened to reveal the female he was waiting for, he offered a bright smile, choosing to ignore the initial eye roll. “Wow, don’t act so upset to see me. That just might hurt a little.” he chortled. Like many times before, the blonde strolled right into the room and plopped everything down onto the table they usually drank at, unloading the booze and food items he haphazardly threw into his basket. As per request, Minki cracked open two cans for them to get started on, guzzling down half of his own.

“Haha, very funny.” The former angel poured the rest of his beer into one of the red cups he purchased on a whim after filling it with ice. The topic of his fall had always been sensitive, more than he’d like to admit, but with the veela he found that it didn’t have to be something he had to be uptight about. It was whatever. Still, it wasn’t a surprise when he swallowed the rest of his drink and was already opening another to dump into the ice-filled cup. “He can shove it. ‘Daddy’ acts like he loves us, but when we find it for ourselves, we’re useless.” Minki had started to rant in between gulps, letting himself settle down onto the floor with his back against Nari’s bed. An even more fragile topic was the demon that made him fall in the first place. “Well, if you seen his face,” he mused, drumming his fingers along the plastic, “But I’m more curious to hear about daddy demon of yours.” Turning the discussion had always been the defense mechanism when it drifted onto his demon love affair. “Had to be worth it to mom. Judging by how you look, I’m sure he was quite the looker?”

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clipped wings

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kxjinhwan:

Jinhwan watched the angel fall back as a result of his aggressive action. It was clear to him now that Minki wasn’t lying when he listed his lack of strength as one of his decreased abilities. “Do you think I consciously decided to put myself in such a torturous situation?” Jin retorted, baffled. He was in disbelief at the ludicrous ideas the ex-angel seemed to have convinced himself of in their time apart. “No,” he continued, “I wouldn’t choose this for myself but more important than that, I wouldn’t choose this for you. Not in a million fucking years, but I suppose I can’t help what my soulless body wants now can I?”

How could Minki proclaim his unwavering hatred for the demon one minute and the next confess that he never stopped loving him in the first place? Beyond confused, Jin could do nothing but just stand and observe, trying to make some sense of the other’s thought process. It was interesting, to say the least, to watch the angel fall to the floor in exhaustion and proceed to lament over shattered pottery of all things. As if he hadn’t just went berserk on the demon a mere a moment ago. At some point, Jin had become accustom to the angel’s affinity to virtue although that didn’t stop him from being perplexed by his action. How could one be so good-willed even after being discarded by their almighty creator?

“I’m sure you were,” Jin stifled a smile at the other’s defensiveness as he descended to the floor to accompany him and the shattered artwork. He almost felt bad seeing him like this, so powerless and out of his element. The Asariel Jin once knew, his energy knew no bounds. That was something he learned through experience. Even seeing him in this state only brought back fond memories for Jin. All he wanted to do was forget their conflict and sit by his side for as long as time allowed.

Attempting to help, Jin fiddled with a piece of pottery although in doing so clearly his mind had wandered elsewhere. “Then why did you leave?” he asked suddenly. “If you never stopped, why did you leave me…”

Once again, Jinhwan was correct. If the two could’ve helped it, they wouldn’t have fallen in love. Not in a million years, did the fallen angel think he would yearn for a demon. Yet there he was, in the same room as the Godforsaken entity he loved. There was no answer that the former angel could give him. It happened so fast it felt unforgiving. Minki had been so weak to the idea of love and perhaps this was his punishment for it. If Jinhwan was here to mock him for it, he deserved it.

Minki had expected the demon to leave him there, a part of him wanting him to stay. But there he was on the floor next to him, tinkering with pieces of broken pottery. Biting back a smile, he placed a repaired vase to the other side of himself and began working on another. There was a comfortable silence that the male appreciated, but the company of Jinhwan was what made the angel warm inside. For a moment, the possibility that his love was unrequited was forgotten. He could forgive himself this time.

Hearing Jinhwan's question caught him completely off-guard, his hands freezing over the nearly repaired piece of pottery. Because I was convinced that you didn't love me was what Minki wanted to say. No one in their right mind would stay with a person who didn't love them back. Truth be told, Asariel was all in. The idea of losing his wings to be with Jinhwan, at the time, was what he would've asked for himself. When his angelic self confirmed that his love for the demon exceeded the moon, he was ready. And then it happened. His wish came true. The wings were ripped off his back and it was one of the most excruciatingly painful experiences the blonde has ever had. The trauma shook him to the core. It felt like a part of him was ripped off along with the wings. Cursed to be without the only entity that was worth getting kicked out of heaven.

Why did Minki leave? There were multiple reasons that the angel left, some that would fail to make sense to Jinhwan. It didn’t even make sense to himself. All he knew was that being around Jin, even just thinking about wanting to be around him physically pained him. A lot of it was tied to the marks on his back and rather than make sense of it now, he had other ideas. It hurt right now, but it was bearable. How much more could it hurt if he allowed himself to indulge in the other male? Would they still burn? There was only one way to find out, he reasoned.

Silently, the fallen angel moved forward to straddle Jinhwan’s lap, his hands reaching to cradle the other’s face lovingly between them. Without missing another beat, as if it hasn’t been 500 years since then, he leaned to close the distance between their lips. It was familiar, yet indescribable in the way it made his head dizzy and chest explode. Though it was hard to ignore the agonizing burn that grew worse with every second, Minki simply decided he didn’t fucking care at the moment. After depriving himself of Jin for so long, it was nothing. “Ti amo. Sei il mio tutto. Ti amo tanto.” he whispered every once in a while, when they pulled away for a mere second. God, it fucking hurt so much, the burning ripped across his back like a wildfire, but it had to be worth it. For Jinhwan, it had to be.

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Send 🔪 for my muse to save yours from being accused for murder.

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drunk company

Stopping by the local convenience store had been a regular occurrence for Minki. Lately, so had been buying cases of beer. It wasn’t his favorite alcoholic drink, but it was cheap and easy to access, so why not? A case was enough to get him tipsy. In this instance, the fallen angel was out for two boxes of the stuff. He didn’t feel like drinking alone that night, so why not stop by Nari’s dorm? No one else he’d normally see seemed to be available that night. After paying for the beer and snacks, he loaded them up into his backpack and headed back to Keisung on foot.

“Yo, Ri!” The blonde found himself knocking on the door of his… sort of friend Nari. While the female ground on his nerves and knew how to push every one of his buttons, her company was one he enjoyed. Perhaps it’s the mutual understanding of being away from home and not able to go back, or maybe even the mutual need to get tipsy. Either way. “The beer is gonna get cold.” Minki complained outside the door, followed by another knock. “I hope you have ice this time.”

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Four Word . Prompts

“Please, come with me.”

“You’re always number one.”

“I can’t do this.”

“I won’t let you.”

“Maybe I’m just crazy.”

“I’m not even sorry.”

“Honestly, just stop it.”

“I believe in you.”

“Don’t be an ass.”

“Who were you with?”

“Please talk to me.”

“I can’t trust you.”

“I need you, though.”

“Don’t be fucking rude.”

“Is that my shirt?”

“So, it was you.”

“I need to go.”

“Just stay with me.”

“You can trust me.”

“Alright, I love you.”

“I’m sorry, but no.”

“Will you help me?”

“You’re a terrible cook.”

“Can you shut up!?”

“You love me, right?”

“I really need you.”

“I don’t love you.”

“I’m not doing this.”

“I really need you.”

“You don’t want me.”

“Let me help you.”

“You’re such a bitch.”

“I can’t do this.”

“You think you’re funny?”

“Hey, I said stop!”

“Will you marry me?”

“Wanna go out sometime?”

“I don’t want this.”

“You always this quiet?”

“Are you fucking insane!?”

“I don’t want you.”

“I’m not wearing that.”

“Sorry, were you sleeping?”

“This was never right.”

“You look really tired.”

“I’m out of here.”

“You need to go.”

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mingyuhq:

Mingyu smirked watching as Minki began to fall into a fit of laughter and give into his whim. Biting his bottom lip, the boy looked up at him with a sense of vulnerability in his eyes. “I don’t know what I think about guys. Love is nothing but a joke to begin with so what would make having something going on with a guy any different?”

Minki shrugged and leaned against the wall behind him. “Doesn’t matter. You can still sleep with people without love, ya know.” He reaches over to pat his best friend on the shoulder. “Don’t worry about it, man. You can like whatever you like. I won’t judge ya.” 

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dusty rose

bath or showerboth, depends on the situation.

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taffy

picnic or hike