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I'm making a come back tomorrow. I will start being active again. Things have kept me away but I will active once more. I really don't want get into why I was away.

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Changing the whole blog. New muse, new everything.

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This whole blog is being redone and the character is being redone. Hopefully by doing this people will be more interested.

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Redoing this whole blog over again. To be honest I might just start over fresh. So where I end up.

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Send the devil some memes and see how reacts or his vessel Seth. Come on I dare ya.

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hcshound:

Sam wasn’t afraid to face off with Rephilius if he needed to. Right now Erin needed him, even though the male was in a fight for control for his own body. He seen this too much with his own brother and what could happen. He could feel the prickling feel of power coming from the other, and knew the demon was close to coming out. He wasn’t giving up on the male. He watched as the other moved away from him trying to put space between them. Sam knew that he didn’t want the demon hurting him but that was the least of his concerns. He moved to the opposite side of the desk, laying a hand on Erin’s. Those dark eyes were stern but caring. He gave a shake of his head, he wasn’t going anywhere.       “You can fight him, he has no power over you. He’s uninvited in your body, push him down.” Sam’s voice stayed calm and stern. He would walk him through the same process as he did so many others. He could feel another presence but knew it wasn’t of evil. It was calming. A smile pulled at the corner of his mouth. He had an idea of who it was, Erin’s father. This battle the demon was putting on Erin would soon end. Erin was stronger then some people. He would get through this.      “Keep fighting, Erin. I know it’s hard but you can do this.” 

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starkwithsarcasm:

ofxsins:

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     “I literally only stopped here to fill my tank with gas.” And with a plan to speed the hell out of town as fast as he could the moment his gas cap was screwed. “If you could stop lurking over my shoulder like the town crazy that you are that would be WONDERFUL.” Clearly, Stiles had no idea just where he was or who he was even speaking with.

          “Listen kid, you’re not going to be able to leave--” He knew he sounded crazy. He doubted the male would listen to him but he had to try to warn him. Or he would find out the hard way A heavy sigh fell past his lips as he backed up. There was a thing called personal space and obviously Seth was in it. His hands went up in front of him as if to show he wasn’t going to do no harm.            “Once you crossed that state line your stuck here.             There’s more going on in this fucking town then you               could ever understand. Tell me you don’t feel it? “

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Is it me or is Lucifer not getting the love like I thought he would? Question is should I change characters or what.

[thehcndofgod-blog]

So Arriana and Darren are being dropped. I don’t think anyone wants to write with them. And Erin, we’ll let’s just say his future is uncertain. He had came out of his shell, but recently he is feeling , I can’t even put into words. I just can’t keep going through this same circle with him. He is lost. So yeah, it is unknown if I will make Him Negan Son again, or something else . Or just drop Him too, I don’t know yet.

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@thehcndofgod​

Call him possessive, he wouldn’t deny it. Erin always brought out a soft side to him. He wouldn’t say he hated it, in truth he liked. He always wanted the male, and goddamn the male had a way of getting him going. He hated if anyone touched the male. Erin was his, and no one else’s. Jealousy was something else he couldn’t control. He couldn’t help the way he felt with the other, something about the way Erin was with him. It did something to him, changed him in some ways. He was evil, and that would never change. Yet, he was almost willing to give up his reign for the other, almost. He wanted the male at his side.      “Your mine. I want you with me.” There it was, confirming what he wanted, what he needed. He loved the male, something he never thought would ever happen. He was actually falling for the male. A hand came to rest upon the males cheek, the pad of his thumb grazing Erin’s jaw. “I love you, don’t go.” He was asking a lot. He wanted Erin.  His words sounded weird to him, but he meant them. This is what he wanted.

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@starkwithsarcasm​

Whatever the devil wanted, he always got it. He claimed many before but goddamn this one was different. Maybe it was just the fact he could claim the other because he could. Maybe that was the reason he had been visiting the male on a daily basis. Did care about the other? No. What he wanted to claim was the body, have it as he wanted it. The devil didn’t care about love. It was about getting what he wanted, his dark desires.  He had tried to get into the others head before. He had been pushed away and the devil wasn’t a patient being. The way he saw it the male was his to control. He wanted the male for reasons of his own. The moment struck when, he found the male alone. No way for anyone to stop him from getting what he wanted.         

         Hands fisted into the collar of the males shirt as he shoved the Stiles back hard against the wall. His own body pinning the male to the wall. There was hatred in those dark eyes. He hated the other, but goddamn if he didn’t want something else. He drew into the other , letting his mouth run along the curve the males ear before speaking.        “You’re MINE.”         

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I REALLY want to do a serial killer muse. I don’t know though.

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‘rough touch’

AND THE GENERATED OUTCOME WILL BE USED FOR A SMALL DRABBLE SCENARIO OR STARTER { TW VIOLENCE, POSSIBLE NONCON/DUBCON IMPLICATIONS, NSFW }

9.My muse wraps their hands tightly around your muse’s neck.

The devil’s anger could be explosive even dangerous. His mood swings could change on a dime which makes him deadly. If there was something the devil wanted he went after it and he always got what he wanted. It happened quicker than the male could react. His hands were around the kids neck tightly. His facial features were void of any emotion. Those dark eyes flickered with a hatred. Did he care if he hurt the other, no. The devil didn’t care about anything but himself. The moment he was denied what he was forcing onto the male. It sent him into a rage. A red hot blinding rage that no one could bring him down from.

      “One way or another you WILL give me what I want.       I could kill you boy. Tell me where she is, the banshee.       You can’t hide her from me forever.”

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“Who the fuck are you?”

“Fuck” Sentence Starters

     “Who am I?”His lips peeled back like the cheshire cat. A dark chuckle fell past his lips. His head tilting to the side as those dark eyes took in the male before him. It was a cold stare, something that would would send shivers down anyone’s spine. How delicious was this?  This kid had no idea who he was or what he could do to him. He had been haunting the males dreams, getting inside the others head for weeks now, He rose a hand to tap his temple and tapped.    “Think about it real hard Stiles. Who am I. Don’t you remember the continuous nightmare you been having. The one you try so hard to forget.”It was true he had been visiting the male on regular basis. Even if he didn’t know he was truly there. The devil always had his ways of getting in and tormenting. He wanted the one thing that Stiles thought he could get rid. That darkness that laid buried since the nogitsune. He could taste the residue just under the skin and he wanted it out.

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I will get to all the memes and replies tomorrow after I get off work. I haven't been ignoring anyone I promise been busy with work. Not too mention I was lacking in inspiration but it's back so expect things to get done on this blog and my other one.

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❛ —— we’ve fought our battles. We’ve won our W A R S but when does the battle end. When do we put down the weapons and find our peace. Our blood covers the streets and our anger rules the skies. —— our skin is tough, our MORALS hardened. But still when does the B A T T L E end.❜

                                multi muse featuring fandomless oc’s and canons from fandoms such  

                                           as the originals, marvel, SPN, SOA && others

                                           revamped 15 / 06 / 2017 due to an accidental delete 

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    “I’m just one of those ghosts, Travelin’ endlessly.”

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