[they call me lucy]

indie lucifer rp multi-verse | multi-ship ON SEMI-HIATUS. More info under about

[highflyerwings]

[myblueuniverse]

"Thanks love"

[towardsthe-stars]

5/5 - Mark Pellegrino

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Fangirl Challenge [5/50] Male Characters

Jedikiah Price (The Tomorrow People) -  ”Every time you hurt, I hurt right along with you.”

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MUNDAY IS BACK!

[silvertongueserpent]

1. The meaning behind my URL Silver tongue, because Lucifer is a sweet talker. And serpent, for obvious reasons, but also I have an adorable ball python as a pet.

2. A picture of me

3. Why I love my best friend Don't really have a best friend at the moment. But my closest friends are my two roommates, and I love them because they're hilarious, intelligent, logical people who can talk about kitty tail buttplugs and the purpose of a soul in a single sentence.

4. Last time I cried and why Broke up with my boyfriend of almost 3 years. He cheated on me, yelled, almost got physically violent, and I was so angry I cried. 

5. Piercings I have Just two, on each ear lobe, that've probably grown over at this point.

6. Favorite Band Don't really have one. But I'm super into The Neighbourhood atm.

7. Biggest turn off(s) Ignorance (not just not knowing something, but refusing to learn about it even if it's right in front of you), arrogance, narrow-minded people, sexism/racism. Bad grammar. Bad manners. People who talk a lot but don't have anything to say.

8. Top 5 (insert subject) (books) — in no particular order a. Myst, the Book of Ti'Ana b. 1984, by George Orwell c. Pride and Prejudice, by Jane Austen d. Good Omens, by Neil Gaiman e. Paradise Lost, by John Milton 9. Tattoos I want/ have I don't have any, but I'd want either:

Something of the watercolor variety (nix the words and the placement):

Or a simple black-and-white of Asmodeus' sigil:

10. Biggest turn on(s) People with a thirst for knowledge. Dry humour/sarcasm. Shoulders! Open-minded, dominant personalities with a good sense of humility. Good grammar. Self-confidence. People who have their shit together.

11. Age 23

12. Ideas of a perfect date Lounging/cuddling in bed, and marathoning a TV show with a box of pizza for snackage.

13. Life goal(s) Write a book (just be a writer of books, really), get my PhD. Travel everywhere. Live a modern, bohemian life. Lose like 60lbs. I want those jagged edges and lean muscles, man.

14. Piercings I want/ have A few cartilage piercings would be interesting.

15. Relationship status Single.

16. Favorite movie Cloud Atlas

17. A fact about my life I compose music. Like. A lot of music.

18. Phobia My vagina. Anything upwards of four legs.

19. Middle name Elaine.

20. Anything you want to ask Could someone explain string theory to me?

Tagging: devilbyhisside, notmyjeepyoucreep, elladeclassified, xdemondrinker, nineandrunning, fxmilybusiness, contrarytopopularbeliefidontlie, infernalxmaneater, xxjophielxx and anyone else who wants to do it!

[notmyjeepyoucreep]

" Of course they are. They excite us so much, the pain and trouble of another person relieving us of our own burdens. " Stiles moves, carefully cleaning the apple of dark spots and it’s center, watching the other closely. 

He had expected a story of course, there was just something about Lucifer that told him there was a dark past. Different from divorced parents or maybe a sibling rivalry, the usual plight people liked to call a bad childhood here. This was a whole different thing, being thrown out of your own home, the one anchor and safe place every child should have. Losing something like this, no matter at what point, went deep. 

He cuts the apples into pieces, not saying anything for a few long moments, before simply pushing half of the slices over to Lucifer. ” Might make a good autobiography after all when you stand in front of these gates with a degree in hand. “ 

[silvertongueserpent]

Luce blinked owlishly at the apple slices, his eyes bright and focused. He hated pity, more than anything in the world—hated that downward twist of lips, soft doe eyes, the way hands fluttered about like butterflies landing on broken glass. But this wasn't pity. This was a gesture.

He reached forward, took a slice, popped it into his mouth. Chewed slowly, juicy crunches ground between his teeth.

"Happy ending," he said thoughtfully after he swallowed. "Hm. Never thought about that."

He tilted his head towards Stiles, grabbed another apple slice, dangled it haphazardly between his fingers. And something shifted. Something incredibly minuscule, but it altered all the same. It made his shoulders relax, easing a tension that hadn't even been noticeable before. He felt, oddly enough, comfortable.

"Want a chance to clear up your own secondary-sources bio?"

He bit into the apple slice, smiled again. But this time it wasn't predatory, mocking, cruel, knowing, teasing, prompting, slippery—it was just open. There.

[notmyjeepyoucreep]

[text] firsft floobr. back, fdar back

[silvertongueserpent]

[text] Texting to inform you that I've taken a picture of your sprawled, fucked up ass. Sober you is gonna have a hernia.

[silvertongueserpent]

HEY LOVELIES

Looking for a good writer to pester? You should totally follow these two blogs:

devilbyhisside

and

notdrsexy

The first is Sam Winchester, and the second is Gabriel. They're ran by the same wonderful writer, and for serious? She's hella good. BOTHER HER UNTIL IT HURTS.

[quoted-books]

It’s discouraging to think how many people are shocked by honesty and how few by deceit.

Noel Coward (via asperitasrex)

[alwayshonestx-archive-deactivat]

i’m the type of person that if we’re roleplay partners and i really enjoy your writing i’ll follow you anywhere. seriously. you mention you’re starting a new blog? gimme that url. you have this new OC you want to try out? come at me bro. i may not know who the hell your character is, or a damn thing about the fandom, but i’ll still follow. i don’t care what character you play, i just want to write with you.

[notmyjeepyoucreep]

[text] do not aet me xi taste ligke dsadnes

[text] the fsirst uone. with qthe weird music

[silvertongueserpent]

[text] Okay. Final question. Did you crawl up a flight of stairs, or are you on the first floor?

[notmyjeepyoucreep]

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For a moment he wonders what it would like to anyone who stepped into the kitchen now. Just a conversation between friends ? An argument ? Sexual tension ? He had to grin at that one, filling two mugs carefully before turning to put them on the table. Fingers flexing, he grips another apple and a knife, sitting back down opposite Lucifer. None of his movements were hurried, the nervous energy of his teenage years having mostly left him, only there in his more emotional moments. 

" Probably. " He mumbles with a nod of his head, carefully peeling the apple with the sharp knife, taking his time with it. " They like to read about the most disgusting things, don’t they? " The boy continues, repeating the others words. " Murder and messed up minds seems high on the list these days. " 

Stiles considers it for a moment, what things like that mean for a society, but leaves that thought behind quickly, not wanting to get lost in his own head right now. ” As you have your coffee now. ” And here he points to the mug with the knife. ” You should probably start talking. “ 

[silvertongueserpent]

"The fucked up stories are the most interesting ones," Luce said, reaching for his mug of coffee. His fingers wrapped around its warmth, basked in its heat, and he pulled it to his lips, blew gently at the curled tendrils of steam.

"Well," he said, tongue heavy and throat dry. He swallowed air, curled his mouth around the rim of the cup, swallowed coffee. It burned his tongue, left a bitter, full taste. "Just a regular sob story, really. Kicked out at seventeen. Homeless before I got here." He took another sip. "Not sure if you've noticed, but I don't exactly leave when we get a break. Not unless I wanna go have Thanksgiving dinner with a park bench."

He shrugged, smiled, but stared pointedly into the warm black of his mug. Fingertips pressed tight against it, the skin around his nails sheet white.

[notmyjeepyoucreep]

[text] if ei aam lthe princaess and you steal wme

[text] makes you eithegr an vevil wizard or dragon

[silvertongueserpent]

[text] Yep, I'm a dragon.

[text] There are two big parties going on. Yours the one with the neon lights and the Rastafarian DJ, or the one with three empty kegs on the front lawn?

[notmyjeepyoucreep]

[text] wilol yqou just smteal my drugs and leave me alone afterwards? u

[text] i hbate you yoku ruwde budtt

[silvertongueserpent]

[text] Nah, I think I'll steal you, too.

[text] Almost there. You better not be naked, cause I'm not dressing you up, princess.

[silvertongueserpent]

///offline

Doing insidious things with insidious friends.

[notmyjeepyoucreep]

[text] you ydo not have tyo piock gme up

[text] ji have ca soft bed

[silvertongueserpent]

[text] Nope. I'm doing it for the drugs. Shut up and say goodbye to your stupid comfy bed.

[notmyjeepyoucreep]

[text] i have in ptdeh knowledge of ta ljot of nthings

[text] e di wias invited to a not quite party. other end of the csampus. not a fraternity, but still ja sharevd hnsogui thnig ? 

[silvertongueserpent]

[text] Other side of campus, got it. Jesus, princess, you're gonna owe me an arm and a leg after this.