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|| Okay! Connor’s info page is up, things are updated :3 we’ve got it going, yalls

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|| I already miss Connor...

fuck it, adding connor back but he and celine are two seperate entities

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He hurt.

Not hurt as dripping blood, or kicking a rock with a bared foot..the pain was inside, deep inside..his very core felt like it was being assaulted by the strong grip of something invisible.

The angel sat within his garden. A place of solace for himself, a sense of pride with the ever blooming plants. Now..? Like his heart, every flower and tree was dead. Blackened, practically dust, nothing left of the year of work put into every garden bed.

Was it too much, to ask that he was loved? Connor..Aiden..both of them had been lost. Their hearts belonged to others, to someone that wasn't...him.  Something rose within Celine. Something that screamed, something that howled and tore at his insides. 

Anger.

The angel rose, ancient blade held by slender fingers. There was something he could do to relieve all this pain, this torture that had been forced on his gentle mind.

The first demon stands no chance. It sneaks up on his back, fooled by the way Celine doesn’t even flinch, pretends not to notice. He turns on a dime, slicing the demon from pelvis to collarbone, eviscerating the foul beast. It has time to let out a gut-wrenching cry before it drops dead at his feet. Perfect, it will draw more. And more come, each split and killed, howling in the pain of their final moments.

By the time the flood of evil ebbs, he is surrounded by a pile of corpses, left with only bloody clothes and a scratch down the side of his face. The blade, once clean, now drips blood as if it comes from the blade itself. And he feels better..right?

No, he doesn’t! He feels the same! Why?! Had he not released enough of the pain..?

Well.....there were always more demons.

[makethemlisten]

Put "I mean..." in my inbox if your muse has masturbated thinking about my muse.

Put “I mean…KIND OF” if it was on more than one occasion.

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// ignore me

[velinxi]

Stop being mean to me I’ve got eyes and I’m not afraid to cry

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“I fell an era ago, little one. Come, I’ll guide you.” (satan!verse)

There’s something terribly amusing about Satan himself not recognizing the angel in front of him. Not that Celine is surprised. A new form, a new face, a new personality would confuse any being, hellishly powerful or not.

“Little one?” Comedy falls off quirked lips, the slightest grin holding back an angelic laugh.

Almost like a dream, Celine sees where it all began. The kneeling to their lord’s creation, the uprising, the betrayal. The fall. The look on the devil’s face as he plummeted to earth. Terrified, betrayed. That same face, though much less terrified stares at them now.

 At first, Celine wouldn’t give Corvus more than a passing thought. Dismissed as a traitor, a wayward angel that would rather suffer a terrible fate than just listen to the words of their father. Now, though? Now they understood. An era of being behind the scenes, of hiding away and remaining unseen for all the good he’d done? All the work that costs more than any angel would be willing to say…not given the time of day, or even a word of gratitude? Celine understood far too well the need to be listened to, not just listen.

“I don’t blame you for not recognizing me..” Slender fingers wrapped around the devil’s wrist, holding gently. Not a threat, a reminder of a long time ago, when Celine reached for a hand that had already fallen.

“But…I would appreciate it if my brother didn’t refer to me as a fledge, a small cherub to be pulled through the horrors of the world. I have seen everything, Corvus.”

Celine’s amused lips fall flat, expression tempered. Their eyes remain warm, but they hold hidden depths of just how much an angel can feel.

“I watched you fall.”

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Angels and Demons Sentence Starters

“I was once as divine as you, but then I slipped into the darkness.” 

“Y-your wings…” 

“You’re not an angel. You never were.” 

“You’re a mockery of Grace.” 

“If we are following traditional terms, the angels were the ones that struck fear into humans, while the devils were gentlemen of their craft.” 

“I should’ve plucked your feathers when I had a chance.” 

“Go choke on your own halo you overstuffed feather duster.” 

“A demon? Oh no, I am much, much worse.” 

“Such a gentle, innocent little thing like you shouldn’t be in such a dark, dangerous place like this.” 

“An angel in hell is only asking for trouble.” 

“Why is it that an angel can fall but a demon can’t rise?” 

“You are where you ought to be, demon- under my heel.” 

“What… what are you?” 

“Your last mistake was trusting ME!” 

“Angels host as much cruelty as demons do! Are you seriously that blind to your own ignorance?!” 

“You are blinded by your own brilliance, that you never saw the shadow growing behind you.” 

“Your wings are /mine/, little angel.” 

“I got you by the horns, demon!” 

“Angel caught your tail?” 

“Your presence gives me hives.” 

“I knew you were hiding something… scandalous.” 

“You don’t… /look/ like an angel…” 

“You don’t… /look/ like a demon…” 

“I fell an era ago, little one. Come, I’ll guide you.” 

“You’re a new one, aren’t you?” 

“I remember you; I threw you from the heavens after the Incident.”

“Survived the fall straight to hell, did you? A pity.” 

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The angel looks down at their base form, a mass of vaguely human yet unrecognizable shapes. The air around them pushes in, pressure in the air raising higher, enough to break a mortal skull. Soon, their form is complete, the pressure dissipating. 

But something isn't right...the angel grows their form’s legs another inch. A little taller and feeling much better, the angel turns their head to spread their wings out, the air around them hazy from the heat of pure energy within the appendages. Slowly, like an oasis disappearing in the distance, their wings fade. Not gone forever, simply hidden from the mortal gaze, folded neatly across their back. 

“I will be needing a name, I believe..” Soft contemplation. A look around to find inspiration.

“Celine.....” The word appears on the angel’s tongue seemingly from thin air. “Yes..I like it.”

“I am Celine.”

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Daddy Kink Sentence Starters

1. “Only Daddy is allowed to touch you there”

2. “Let Daddy peek under your skirt” 

3. “Did you wear that just for me?”

4. “Do you want it? I’ll buy it for you.”

5. “Good girl, very good.”

6. “Show Daddy those pretty tits.”

7. “You’re my precious baby girl. I love you.”

8. “Bend over Daddy’s knee. You’re going to be punished.”

9. “I’m so proud of you, baby.”

10. “I think somebody needs a spanking.”

11. “I think it’s playtime.”

12. “Daddy bought you a new toy today. Let’s try it out.”

13. “You look so cute sucking Daddy’s cock.”

14. “I love to spoil you.”

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PT. II

15. “I don’t want to use my belt, but I will if I have to.”

16. “I just want to bury my tongue in your little pink cunt.”

17. “You’re my little sex kitten.”

18. “Daddy wants to bury his cock deep inside you, princess. Will you let me?”

19. “Daddy wants to come inside you, coat your walls with his semen.”

20. “Be a good girl and swallow it all.”

21. “If you want that, you’ll have to earn it.”

22. “You’re not allowed to wear panties anymore. Ever.”

23. “You only get wet for daddy. And you only cum for daddy. You got that?”

24. “Come sit on daddy’s lap.”

25. “I love it when you bounce on my cock.”

26. “Only daddy gets to hear those noises you make, right princess?”

27. “Daddy has work to do. How about you get under my desk and help me out?”

28. “Don’t be afraid. It’s just me, daddy.”

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Unholy creation in unholy disguise.—R-K-8-0-0—//–6–1– Speak your demons, summon your prize.

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alright! did a bit of a cleanout- i went from 490 followed blogs to roughly 150! unfollowed blogs were those inactive three months and over- with a few exceptions. so if you’re a blog recently coming back from a long absence and see this post, shoot me a message! i’d be glad to follow you again ^^

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How to protect a sunshine’s cinnamon roll by Lieutenant Anderson [See no evil, hear no evil and licc no evidence]

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What color is your soulmark?

Never short of affection, patience, or understanding, those with a pink soul color are energetic and respected. They are seen as nurturing individuals, and they attract many people who feel misguided in life. They tend to always find the good in every situation and inspire others to do the same.

Pink soulcolors are highly in tune with their emotions and the emotions of others. They believe all feelings should be acknowledged and dealt with in a healthy manner. They look out for those who don’t look out for themselves, often spreading themselves thin and crashing in the process.

While friendly, this color is introverted and shies away from social gatherings. However, it’s not uncommon for them to accompany a friend out into a social situation or be a wingman if needed. Their friend circle comes first and foremost, whether it be large or small, and they will attempt to make time for everyone even if they are spent.

This color is also drawn to doubt and question if they’re doing enough. They like to conform and know that they are accepted. This leads them to try and be something they’re not, and they often grow disappointed or disgusted with themselves should they deceive themselves and others for too long. They are also bad at keeping promises, setting goals they can’t achieve, and unintentionally disappointing those they wanted to impress.

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[ Have baby Nines lol ] "This is ridiculous, Connor! it's still me, I'm not some child...even though I'm in a child unit... don't you dare coo at me!" Nines crossed his arms and glared up at his predecessor but he just looks adorable.

Connor simply can’t help himself, cooing softly down at the child model RK- no, wait, YK900..

“Oh Nines, darling... you can’t understand how cute you are right now..oh dear.” Connor bends at the waist, picking up Nines and putting the YK on his hip, swaying softly while he gently bounces the child. “How soon until your new model comes in, little one?” He’s walking around now, still holding Nines in a secure hip hold while he goes around the station, finally settling back at his desk with the tiny android in his lap.

“You are the cutest little darling I’ve ever seen....” Connor’s hand lightly pats Nines’ hair, running through it gently. 

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“I would kiss Rk800 but I don’t want to break his stupid fragile little face”

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“……….I am much less fragile than you think, I can assure you.”

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“Really now? Your bio components suggest otherwise. The DPD would think less of me if I destroyed their golden boy, I don’t know if it’s a risk I could take”

As he speaks he lifts one hand, palm up in half a shrug.

“Are you really worth the risk?”

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“How would I be standing in front of you, if my bio components are so fragile? Shouldn’t I be expected to have broken before this moment?” Brows furrow, eyes lightly narrowed.

“I believe that is your decision to make, RK900....I would personally say yes.”