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“This lie you feed that I'd succeed is why I'm me, a dying breed.”
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@niasor
@mvnipulation | RAVEN
“This lie you feed that I'd succeed is why I'm me, a dying breed.”
anchorsiinastorm:
“I love you so much,” she replied exhaustedly as she took the demon’s hand.
“That’s very sweet. You sound so tired, though.” He’s pulling her into him, his free arm wrapping around her form. “What has you so drained, little angel?”
alexanderxclaire:
“To protect someone I loved, but, in the end, it didn’t even matter.”
“Your first mistake was thinking you could protect them.”
anchorsiinastorm:
@niasor
“Are you free? Could you hold me for a little while?”
“I am,” the demon warmly mused -- reaching for the angel’s hand. “And I can.”
alexanderxclaire:
@niasor
“It was a stained glass variation of the truth, and I felt empty handed.”
“So, you lied. But why did you lie?”
thxrsdayangel:
@niasor
“You’re just like your mother.”
“Thank you, sir.”
ananatiel:
“I was just trying to be considerate, dick weed.”
“Is that what you call it?”
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ananatiel:
“Fine, die then, just don’t rat me out.”
“For such a rude comment, I could rat you out ten times over and not flinch.”
slccpyhead:
“I’m Gabriel. What about you big boy?”
“A little half-demon named Gabriel. Now that’s amazing,” the rose mused before giving a small bow with his head. “Ornias, but you may call me Oren, if you’d like.”