⛧𝖘𝖊𝖊𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖗𝖊𝖉⛧

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Playing bodyguard was never Salem’s favorite thing to do, but when Farryn had asked him to keep an eye on her friend because of the suspicious aura that was steadily growing around her bakery, he’d felt it necessary to oblige her request. The white witch had taken him in and tended to his wounds, after all, be them self-inflicted or not, and so he owed her a favor. He was a bitter old cat that harbored more than his fair share of pent-up anger and resentment, but even he was capable of recognizing and appreciating kindness. Besides, he was hopeful that the young woman would be of use to him in the future and he wasn’t in the business of burning bridges.

There was only one customer ahead of him when he’d entered the bakery, Salem’s all-black wardrobe clashing heavily with the light, airy feel of the shop decor. He looked out of place, shopping for cute cupcakes and baked goods in a place like this, but it really hadn’t crossed his mind. He was simply going to place an order, ask a few questions, assess the situation, and then follow up with Farryn with his own opinion. Before he’d even made it to the first step in his plan, however, he was already being halted. His pale, grey-blue gaze fell upon the woman behind the counter as the customer in front of him moved out of his way, the jingle of the bell sounding behind her as she exited the shop with a box of sweets in her hands.

Salem’s gaze locked onto the beautiful blue eyes that belonged to the familiar face before him, shifting only to trail through the soft maze of dark brown waves that cascaded down over her small shoulders. He felt his chest tighten with a strange feeling, completely foreign to him. It was a bizarre mix of intense sadness, joy, grief and utter disbelief, and he didn’t even know how to begin processing such a thing. It had been so long since he’d seen his darling Evelyn’s face, but he could never forget it. Especially not when it was looking right back at him...

‘Holy FUCK.’ Rosalie commented, finding herself equally as tongue-tied by the striking resemblance. This woman was the spitting image of the woman that Salem had been betrothed to so many years ago.

Without a single word, Salem finally managed to unfreeze himself from his spot in the bakery, turning on his heels and swiftly leaving the shop. He’d returned to Farryn shortly afterwards in the form of a black cat, clearly distraught but with no real explanation to his behavior. It wasn’t until much later that he’d gone back to visit Genevieve for the second time after suffering an intense mental breakdown and recollecting himself. This time, however, he approached her on four paws just as she was closing the store up for the day. He could only hope that she was a cat person, because the thought of having to converse with her was simply unbearable. Physically, he didn’t know if he’d be able to. Even looking at her now made him want to fall to his knees.

He started by meowing to get her attention, allowing her to pet him and even pick him up if she so pleased, and then he followed her all the way to her home with hopes that she would allow him to go inside with her. Incognito wasn’t how he’d expected this mission to go, but he supposed that the mission had changed anyways when the woman that he was supposed to be playing bodyguard for had turned out to look just like his late fiancé.

@unfortunatesculs​

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For many long years, Salem had been trying to locate the tomb of Ar’orath, a demon of ancient times who had long since perished and fallen from memory of those alive today. Only archaic scriptures and aged tapestries remained to tell of his supposed pre-existence, but even those clues were few and far between if they were still in one piece, and anyone that had been alive during the time that such items had been circulating had turned to dust in their graves long ago. Of the few that still knew his name, most believed the demon to be a myth; an old tale used to inspire fear or wishful thinking, or even a primitive bedtime story. Wishful thinking was all that Salem and Rosalie had though, and it had been enough to spur them onward in their pursuit.

By the time that the two had picked apart the clues and found the tomb, however, they were left empty-handed and slighted. The tomb was empty, aside from what remained of the demon’s onyx-colored bones. The vial that had once dangled from the heavy chain around his neck was gone, leading the pair on yet another chase to uncover the thief that had beat them to the location.

If what they’d learned was correct; the vial around the demon’s neck had held the soul essence of a celestial empress; a Seraph, a species of divine and ethereal descent that was now thought to no longer exist, as their kind hadn’t been seen for over fifty thousand years. Ar’orath had tricked and enslaved her, trapping what was left of her tortured soul in a vial to use for his own selfish exploits and gains. Demons, beasts, and every manner of corrupted creature sought the vial for its powers until it had all but faded from memory and turned to myth.

How the tomb had been found and the vial located was beyond Salem’s knowledge, but even more mysterious to him was how it had come to be in the idol’s possession: Hak Ji-Woon, a man of whom he knew little of, but some googling had lead him to see that he held some relevance in popular culture. Salem could only assume that the man had been tricked, because the idea of a mere human having knowledge of such an object, let alone locating it was incomprehensible.

Being able to take on the form of a black cat at will had its perks; Salem was able to slip past security and into the idol’s dressing room completely unnoticed, only making his presence known when he was sure that they were alone. His body shifted back into the shape of a tall man, his figure lanky and covered almost entirely in a veil of black make-up and tattoos, although much of his inked flesh was hidden behind dark clothing. His dark-rimmed eyes were unnaturally pale; an odd mix between a striking blue and a ghostly grey, depending on how the light hit them. His voice was low but stern as he finally spoke, stepping out from the shadows in which he’d been hidden in.

“You’ve got something that belongs to me. Show me your mark.” There was no mistaking it: the uneasy presence of dark aura that circled the entire building was originating from the male in front of him, calling to the hungry spirits that were now being awakened by the cries of the fragmented soul that had been attached to his body. “I can help you.”

@devoutscreams​

[dravensnight]

voices, in my head again beating me in a war i can’t win i can hear them now trapped in a game inside my own skin [x]

[rpstartersinc]

* 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊  𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐑:  𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍  𝟐

warning: possible spoilers.  feel free to change pronouns / wording !

“ please help me. ”  

“ why the fuck did you do that ?! ”  

“ what’d you want me to do ? ”  

“ stay with me. ”  

“ it’s fucking freezing out here. ”  

“ i know you understand me. ”  

“ that’s where we’re at. ”  

“ your story’s confusing. ”  

“ why are you out here ? ”  

“ i can show you. ”  

“ you can take us there ? ”  

“ you got food ? ”  

“ i got the wood. ”  

“ i don’t think you can stay. ”  

“ i don’t know if you’re useful. ”  

“ they’re all dead. ”  

“ we did what we had to do. ”  

“ they paid the price. ”  

“ are you listening to me ? ”  

“ do i still smell good to you ? ”  

“ i know you’re in there, alright ? i saw you slam the fucking door. ”  

“ there’s one of ‘em out here. ”  

“ you’re all animals. that’s what you’ve become, all of you. you’re savages. ”  

“ just keep a lookout alright ? ”  

“ he’s gonna slow us down. ”  

“ where’d your friends go ? ”  

“ can i get in on that ? ”  

“ you still alive ? ”  

“ i told you i’d be back, asshole. ”  

“ what a gentleman. ”  

“ yeah, i’m sweet on you, alright. ”  

“ you would’ve done the same for me. ”  

“ they’re the sun and everything revolves around them. ”  

“ can i help you with your stuff ? ”  

“ this thing itches like a son of a bitch. ”  

“ people this rich don’t take everything with them. ”  

“ lucky to be inside. ”  

“ your story keeps fucking changing. ”  

“ you have a vehicle ? ”  

“ i’ll go with you. ”  

“ i think you should go help. ”  

“ put your coat on, you’re gonna get cold. ”  

“ you gonna share ? ”  

“ we’re all a little tired and hungry. ”  

“ please don’t point that at me. ”  

“ you wanna just give it a minute and try again ? ”  

“ family is important. ”  

“ you’re tough, aren’t you, girl ? ”  

“ strong, adult men don’t last long out here. ”  

“ did you take it ? ”  

“ you’re wasting your energy. ”  

“ i’m just trying to survive. ”  

“ you’re losing your fucking mind. ”  

“ don’t look, okay ? ”  

“ we’ll get a better idea once we get eyes on it. ”  

“ i got a glimpse of someone on the balcony. ”  

“ there’s four bodies, dragged out the back door. ”  

“ if she runs, shoot her. ”  

“ don’t run. you run, you’re dead. ”  

“ can i please have a gun ? ”  

“ you stay very, very, very quiet, okay ? ”  

“ no matter what, do not let them take you alive. ”  

“ we’re outnumbered. ”  

“ look, it’s cold out here, we just need shelter. ”  

“ you have no chance. you’re outgunned and outnumbered. ”  

“ we don’t wanna hurt you. ”  

“ if you take another shot, i’m gonna kill everyone in that house. ”  

“ i know you’re scared right now. ”  

“ i want you to open the window and throw your weapon out, and then show me your hands. ”  

“ everyone’s life is in your hands. ”  

“ i ain’t going to shoot you, man. ”  

“ i recognize that walk a mile off. ”  

“ i’ve been following you for miles. ”  

“ you can’t seem to take a hint. ”  

“ ain’t too many friendlies out here. ”  

“ you don’t know me. ”  

“ that motherfucker was fast. ”  

“ better off than rolling the dice on some stranger. shit, you might end up with a cannibal or some shit. ”  

“ there ain’t a lot of lines left, but i ain’t walking with no man who crossed that one, that’s for sure. ”  

“ we’ve all got our standards. ”  

“ if you’re gonna die in your sleep and turn all growly and shit, you need to let a brother know right now. ”  

“ you talk a lot. ”  

“ i ain’t no expert, but i know fresh shit when i see it. ”  

“ if i miss, we’re in some deep shit. ”  

“ come on, now, you ain’t thinking straight. ”  

“ what you got to hide ? ”  

“ you need to stop fucking around. ”  

“ i’m not gonna use no rounds unless i have to. ”  

“ the sun does shine on the dog’s ass once in a while. ”  

“ don’t use it unless you have to. ”  

“ i ain’t doing it wrong. ”  

“ i didn’t think bourbon would be the thing that finally shut your ass up. ”  

“ if i eat that, i’m toast. fucking nut allergy. ”  

“ don’t call me ‘little man’. ”  

“ bygones, right ? ”  

“ do you think he’s tracking us ? ”  

“ it went straight through. ”  

“ if it hit anything important, i’d have been dead a while ago. ”  

“ guess you could call it foresight. ”  

“ looks like some white people shit, and i’ve seen that movie. ”  

“ that’s karma, motherfucker ! ”  

“ never rode a horse before. ”  

“ i’ve been waiting for you. ”  

“ i told your ass. it was some white people’s shit. ”  

“ i’m tired. ”  

“ i killed your sorry ass. ”  

“ i’m not a vengeful person. ”  

“ i’m fucking starving. ”  

“ quit your bitching and eat some snow. ”  

“ give me your knife. ”  

“ if we get stuck out here, we’re gonna fucking freeze. ”  

“ i don’t like surprises. ”  

“ girl, you’re gonna love it. ”  

“ what do you got there ? ”  

“ we just want our fair share. ”  

“ fuck your fair share. ”  

“ i’m gonna take what i want, and you’re gonna get the scraps, and then you’re gonna fuck off. ”  

“ how does that sound ? ”  

“ fucking useless ! ”  

“ i wish i had a compass. ”  

“ you’re lost. ”  

“ you’re a fucking liar. ”  

“ it’ll be… sunshine all over. ”  

“ you just got your buddies killed. ”  

“ you fucked up. ”  

“ we’ll see about that. ”  

“ well, i guess it all ends now. ”  

“ i’m ready to go, are you ? ”  

“ i need a hand down here ! ”  

“ you go first. ”  

“ you should take a shower, you’d feel better. ”  

“ i’m fine i’m not tired. ”  

“ how can you not be tired ? ”  

“ it’s harder than you think. ”  

“ something like that. ”  

“ you sure about that ? ”  

“ i’m leaning real towards ‘fuck it’ right about now. ”  

“ i want no trouble. ”  

“ it’s like we’re all salmon, swimming upstream… ”  

“ maybe there isn’t many of us left anymore. ”  

“ people, they wanna always go somewhere else. ”  

“ i’ve been dead. i’ve seen it, the other side, all that shit. ”  

“ i’m somebody else now. it doesn’t matter if i like who that person is or not, it’s who i am. ”  

“ i’m not sorry. i wish i was… but i’m not. ”  

“ one night’s sleep only made me more tired. ”  

“ we’re leaving. ”  

“ every time i close my eyes, i figure they’re gonna stay that way. ”  

“ you don’t miss nothing. ”  

“ can you help an old friend out ? ”  

“ i’d do the same for you. ”  

“ you’re disgusting. ”  

“ you turned into animals, trying to squeeze a little bit more out for yourselves. ”  

“ what’s been gained by any of it ? ”  

“ i told you this would happen. ”  

“ everybody dies. ”  

“ i don’t give a fuck. ”  

“ i’ve been dead for a long time. ”  

“ i did what you couldn’t. ”  

“ you have no fucking clue. ”  

“ watch your fucking mouth. ”  

“ why don’t you make me ? ”  

“ we have no ammo. ”  

“ give me the gun. ”  

“ put your gun down. ”  

“ i’ve been telling you this whole time. ”  

“ i didn’t lie to you. ”  

“ a deal is a deal. ”  

“ you won’t regret this . ”  

“ we hit a couple of snags. ”  

“ i guess, you’re both alive, so that’s a good thing. ”  

“ things are a little different now. ”  

“ look at me. ”  

“ i’m lookin’ at you, fuck face. ”  

“ i wanna be the last thing that you ever see. ”  

“ how the fuck does that feel ? ”  

“ doesn’t mean shit to me. ”  

“ i actually just wanna see the fear in your eyes. ”  

“ i want you to go outside and stand guard. ”  

“ i’m not going out there, no fucking way. ”  

“ you hit like a bitch. ”  

“ check if there’s a first aid kit. ”  

“ you’re going to miss it. ”  

“ you’re here now, that’s a blessing. ”  

“ did you think you were going to run into someone like me ? ”  

“ you’re tough. ”  

“ you remind me of someone i know. ”  

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