devour.

 whoever makes a practice of sinning is of the devil, for the devil has been sinning from the beginning

[seraphaim]

Priv. Selective hc. based Angel Devil (They/Them) of chainsaw man

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Written by Azul (they/them), 21. This blog will contain heavy religious imagery as well as the possibility of mild gore, eye imagery and horror themes. Do not follow if that is something you’re not comfortable with. 

[seraphaim]

@atrophyd​

               he thought hearing it come from their lips would’ve been enough to sate his woes, yet, it simply doesn’t. it’s not warm, or cold, it’s not black, it’s not white, their sorry leaves him feeling empty. as if they both knew that it didn’t amount to anything, in the end. death loomed above them, and they couldn’t do anything about it.

               a low-flying panic attack:  his hands tremble, gripping the black fabric of his suit until his knuckles turned white, until he felt like he could continue talking without making an ass out of himself. the last thing he wanted to do was make himself look like a joke in front of angel. he just couldn’t, he couldn’t fail, he couldn’t let his feelings go unnoticed. last time it happened, she…

               it didn’t matter anymore. grief turns into resolve.     “ there’s no need for comfort here, angel. i just wanted to let you know that. i’m tired of seeing my partners die in front of me. and you won’t be the next one. ”     they won’t be the next one for one painful reason that he wasn’t going to divulge just yet, a realization that makes him grit his teeth, cracking a bit under the collected façade he’d managed to regain.

               “ all i’m saying is… ”     it’s a tough pill to swallow, and even as he takes a seat next to them, aki feels the blood in his veins freeze up. it wasn’t going to amount to anything, in the end, but he needed to try. to put these feelings of dread of his to rest.     “ i don’t want you to die. i want you to stay by my side. ”     because i’d rather spend the rest of my years with you, rather than alone, again. he wants to say, but bites his tongue.

               “ now. ”     they weren’t the type to continue conversing about such heavy topics, and he didn’t want to push them over the edge.     “ do you want another cone? i can offer you one, before we have to leave. ”     hand reaches for his front pocket, pulling out a lighter and his well-used pack of lights.     “ vanilla, i’m guessing? ”

Tension was often laying between them , thickening the air and making everything much harder than it needed to be - a near alien like experience. 

( If you care about someone you need to be attentive ) 

Hazel eyes slid up Aki’s figure , lazily taking him in before once again looking away , this time sitting up as they slipped their hands into their pocket, taking out twin black gloves slender digits finding their way into them.

They flexed their hand lightly before nodding.  “ Vanilla. “  Angel echoed, getting up to stand before the other , wings flattening against their back as they looked up towards Aki.

A mountain , a rock , impenetrable coldness that cracked under the warmth of things he cared about. They wonder what they had done to fall into his good graces , to be good enough for the man to care in a level where such a calm conversation seems to have caused so much panic.

That was the thing about silence , reservation often seen as laziness had turned their eyes sharper , learning human behavior - for someone who had been locked underground for so long with the presence of only few humans who walked past and the wails of devils trapped alongside them learning patterns wasn’t hard. 

It wasn’t different with Aki. If you wanted a human to understand something, often you had to be quite explicit. They wanted to die. So much was clear, said within them like clockwork.  “ There’s no good in keeping someone who can cause only harm. “  They began, careful and slow movements as their hand reached forward to be gently placed over Aki’s sleeve.

“ I consider the angelical side of me a weakness. It makes me ... inclined to be protective of your kind. “ ( If you care about him, if you care about his feelings, you need to stop being vague. ) “ It’d be far too easy for me to kill you ... I already hurt you once. “

The hand slipped from the sleeve, falling to their side. “ I want to stay by your side. But it scares me. I don’t ever want to hurt you again. “ More than anything ... more than the world those words were true. Clear as glass.

[seraphaim]

gay ass tag moment

[seraphaim]

Would u guys still love me even if i made angel a banging 4'11"

[urbanumviolentium]

@seraphaim​ ask:

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INCORRECT QUOTE MEME

[holyisthenameofmyruthlessaxe]

Meditation On The Threshold: A Bilingual Anthology Of Poetry, ‘Dido’s Lament’ by Rosario Castellanos

[necropocene]

be very afraid

[holyisthenameofmyruthlessaxe]

Meditation On The Threshold: A Bilingual Anthology Of Poetry, ‘Presence’ by Rosario Castellanos

[seraphaim]

ochyru ​

          there’s nothing aki can do to shrug off that feeling.   it eats away at him like a disease, leaving him to fiddle with his lighter in hand, as he lets those words sink into his ribcage, cut at his ego, and leave him to simmer in his own concerns.   despite his better knowledge of the devil’s lack of tact, the youth finds himself worrying over the slightest of things they said, including that terrible thing that had his heart trapped in a vice ever since he’d heard it.

          it’s terrible, and it hurts, and he hates even thinking about it.   it’s all he can think about as he storms his way over to the other, after wasting the good part of his lunch break staring at them from afar.   and when he speaks, he’s out of breath.   (  say you didn’t mean that.   say you didn’t mean that.  please.  )   the hand that reaches out in a pitiful attempt at physical closeness is quick to be pulled back and shoved in his pocket.

          “ if you really want to die, die far away from me.  i don’t need to see someone else die right in front of my eyes. ”

Cheek resting against the cold surface of a table, Angel felt the dread of the day set in as someone mentioned the fact that their abilities were needed today... it was hot, it was far too hot to be anywhere near the outside. 

The comment had been an off hand, who really cared if they chose to discard their life due to an unwillingness to be used, to have to stand and move as the strings of public safety controlled their every move. If they were nothing but a pawn, nothing but a toy that could be used whenever why would they want to be alive. 

Made for killing, with an ability that could easily take someone into the afterlife, what was the benefit to keep them alive, to keep such a dangerous weapon around. 

Such a comment was thrown around loosely often, after all no one really batted an eye at them, 

Yet the look on the hunter’s face made them sit up, brows raising slightly as the look of discomfort shifted into one of what they could best describe as guilt. The look of sadness, the way his hand moved back to his pocket. 

They bit the inside of their cheek, opting to look away. they weren’t used to any sort of closeness with anyone; Aki was important. That much was clear to them. “ I- ... “ They searched for words briefly, turning to stare at the surface of the table, taking a breath before closing their eyes. 

Humans were emotional. Their entire personality could shift if something hurt or concerned them. They didn’t quite understand that, or that is what they told themselves; For someone who had spent so long next to humans they sure failed when it came to communicating. “ Sorry. “

Saying they didn’t mean it wouldn’t be honest. They sighed, looking at Aki once again staying in place. “ If it comforts you. I’m immortal. “ 

[seraphaim]

Congrats @senringan for breaking all of tumblr via kanekishibe ken. The evil has been defeated 😍

[seraphimfall]

[seraphaim]

Still thinking abt the fact that this can never be angel.

[femmemarcille]

[deadwatered]

sunflower iii.

[seraphaim]

…. does this mean they had angel and prinz in a filthy cell underground. 

[seraphaim]

Bc I don't think I've mentioned this before. Angel's touch doesn't affect fiends nor devils. It's just humans.

[seraphaim]

chainsawgrowl​

    “Yo, can you like… fly with those things? I ain’t ever seen you fly with ‘em,” Denji commented, looking a tad disgruntled at this fact. 

“ Yeah. “ The extended a wing, pointing back at it with a dumb as it lightly flapped, raising them a few inches off the ground before returning. 

They didn’t like to do it, it took up energy. They always thought of it as sprinting, putting extra effort into carrying themselves even if they weren’t exactly heavy at all. “ I don’t like doing it. It tires me out. “