Nursing on a poison that never stung

○Multi-muse ⏳ Multi-ship○

[fillmyprincessparts]

fuck me like you’re obsessed with me and nothing else matters

[fullofbugs84uy894ujui9]

reminder that this blog, while not politically focused, supports BLM. bootlickers and racists aren’t welcome here, and never will be.

[sinful-misfits]

Oh hey. I'm alive.

Sorry for dipping like that randomly. Life got extremely busy and wow. Im back home right now doing some online classes since my family wanted me closer in case something were to happen. My classes are going to be ending soon so hopefully I can get some more spare time and I'll be back here after some revisions to get back to that sweet, sweet rp with you all. ♡

[infernal-suggestions]

Such a cowardly little bird, hiding in the trees after pecking a hole through my fucking skull.

You won't escape the snapping jaws that are your consequences.

[lxvelikewinter]

@sinful-misfits

[rexthebait-archive]

*wants to rp with everyone*

*stares at one draft for three hours*

[a-illholy]

SOOOO……….. LIKE.

I am ENTHUSIASTICALLY wanting to write with you but I am SLOW. 

I AM RIDICULOUSLY HAPPY TO GET OOC MESSAGES BUT I AM SLOW.

HOLY SHIT LIKE I ALWAYS FUCKING WEEP WITH UTTER FUCKING JOY WHEN I GET ASK IC BUT I AM S LOW. 

LIKE I AM GENERALLY VERY SLOW BUT I APPRECIATE MY MUTUALS. 

I AM SUPER RIDICULOUSLY SLOW BUT I REALLY want to LIKE CULTIVATE OUR MUSES RELATIONSHIP 100000% OKAY?

I’M JUST

SO SLOW

AND I AM GRATEFUL FOR THOSE WHO WAIT

AND YES WE CAN BE SLOW TOGETHER. 

[thornysuggestion]

i don’t want to be soft. soft gets you killed out there. no, better to scare them off before they hurt you.

[lxvelikewinter]

@sinful-misfits

[secondstringslayer-archive]

About Chronically Late Replies

I am absolutely guilty of this, and I don’t give a crap if your reply is a month late or even a year late.  It tells me you’re still interested in rping with me.  And even if I’m not in the headspace for that particular thread anymore it also tells me I can come at you with new ideas without being a nuisance.  So reply away, no matter how long it’s been!

[hermionerose28]

[sinful-misfits]

Super busy with concepting and jazz, sorry for being absent-ish and like forgetting to reply at all.

Sad news, Godfrey Gao passed away and I am the extreme sad. 

[bastardantichrist]

[ braid ] for your muse to braid mine’s hair + Reverse. (Cause Xer wants to braid his babe's hair)

Ciar leaned back against Xerath, smiling. “Mmm, I love it when you play with my hair you know?”

[sinful-misfits]

  “You’re so mushy.” Ciar said with a laugh, keeping his eyes closed. “I think he would actually kill you if you ever said that out loud to him. Like, splattering your atoms across each level of Hell until they were tiny smudges kind of killed.” He caught his hand and kissed it. ‘But I do love you with all of my heart. I want to be yours.”

  A faint laugh escaped Xerath’s mouth as he continued to braid that last remaining strands, “I cannot help it, you make me feel like I’m allowed to be soft again.” There were faint memories of Heaven, when Xerath attempted to sway the Librarian of Heaven with his soft side. That interest was cut short by rules and the inevitable fall. Now Xerath had Ciar whom he could be soft around without fear of his image in Hell being diminished. 

  “Our friendship only goes so far, that’s true. He favors you in his way, what way I cannot say since I am not a Father of such a powerful being.” There was tension behind Lucifer’s plans for Ciar, Xerath knew that first hand being one of his advisers. Yet the Fallen could not ignore the passion in his own heart, Ciar was everything to Xerath and he would fight to the death to keep Ciar. “And I want to be yours, we’ll make this work. I promise.” Xerath gently wrapped the band in Ciar’s hair, “Now, do you want to eat here or go out to eat, love?”

[bastardantichrist]

[ sacrifice ] for your muse to get hurt protecting mine + Reverse. (Iris wants to protect, oopsies sorry Urian)

Urian hadn’t seen the hunter until Iris pushed him out of the way. He went sprawling, turning to see what happened. “…I-Iris?”

[sinful-misfits]

“I can take you to your herd, where are they?” Urian asked immediately, spreading golden dragon wings and standign with the unicorn in his arms. “Ssshh I’ve got you.”

  The thoughts racing in Iris’s head began to blur, panic starting to spread like the fire in his own mind. Fingers gripped tight to Urian’s shirt, Iris scared by the sudden movement as his lover stood. Every little thing was causing fright to spread through Iris like a wildfire, a wildfire that burned freezing cold and left the Prince feeling tense. 

  “The spot we first met, they should be back there.” Occasionally the herd would meet near the rich creeks to stock up on herbs and fresh water, those creeks being the most ideal. “I-.. I know. I trust you.” There was truth to his words, but there was also a twinge of fear from the scene of the raging flames that consumed the hunter. That power scared Iris yet he knew in this world it was power that kept the strong on top and alive.

[sinful-misfits]

My friend and I are watching CR live and yall... we crying so hard

[crissxcrossedxout]

PSA

Notifications are NOT working right now. 

Please, if you reply to something or answer something from someone make sure they’ve gotten it!

Activity feeds and notifications aren’t working at all right now for some people and are very spotty for others.

[bastardantichrist]

[ sacrifice ] for your muse to get hurt protecting mine + Reverse. (Iris wants to protect, oopsies sorry Urian)

Urian hadn’t seen the hunter until Iris pushed him out of the way. He went sprawling, turning to see what happened. “…I-Iris?”

[sinful-misfits]

  There was a moment where Iris felt nothing as he glanced up to what he assumed was Urian calling him. A smile broke the shocked look on the Unicorn’s face, “I.. I’m okay.” 

  The pain kicked in, Iris taking the moment to glance down at the red that was blooming across his stomach, turning the faint white top to a deep red. The Unicorn crumbled to the ground as he screamed out in pain, “Ur-Urian… it hurts,” never had the Prince been shot in his life. Iris was afraid to check at the wound, pressing his hands to the burning pain as he tried not to squirm in agony. 

[bastardantichrist]

Urian panicked, clutching him tight, one hand over the wound as much as he could, then glared at the hunter and raised his hand, throwing fire and consuming him completely. “BASTARD!”

[sinful-misfits]

  The scent of the air changed from a melody of wild flowers to iron and a smell that Iris was not familiar with, was that burning flesh? Even in the immense pain Iris was exposed to, he took the moment to glance towards the origin of new light. A sudden dread ran cold through the Unicorn as he saw the flailing, dying figure of the hunter in the flames. A panic took to the Unicorn’s heart as he pushed further into Urian only to cry out in pain at the shift of movement. 

  “My h-herd. Healers are there, my mother. I need to make sure he was the only one.” Iris whined up to Urian, trying his best to stay still. A hand gripped tight to Urian’s shoulder, the grip actually weaker than Iris thought, as he glanced back up to the other, “Please.”

[bastardantichrist]

[ braid ] for your muse to braid mine’s hair + Reverse. (Cause Xer wants to braid his babe's hair)

Ciar leaned back against Xerath, smiling. “Mmm, I love it when you play with my hair you know?”

[sinful-misfits]

  Xerath smiled softly as he continued to carefully loop one strand over the other, humming to himself as he did. “Is that so? Would you like me to do it more often, I do not mind?” The Sin enjoyed the moments when they had down time and he could pamper Ciar. Though Hell did not like the relationship of the two and Heaven wanted them both dead for different reasons, Xerath wanted nothing more than to be in Ciar’s presence at any given time. The Anti-Christ kept Xerath’s mind at peace, there were little to no nightmares when Xerath was in the presence of his lover. “I mean this when I say it, Ciar, you are my stone and I want only to bring you joy and protect you.”

[bastardantichrist]

“I would, I enjoy that you like playing with my hair.” He closed his eyes, stretched out in front of Xerath. “You are my heart and my life, Xerath…never stray from my side.”

[sinful-misfits]

  Xerath smiled down at his lover, careful to not pull on Ciar’s hair as the Sin admired his Anti-Christ. A small laugh escaped the Fallen as he looped another braid around, “I could never stray from you, I will live on to be by your side, Ciar.” Hell was never kind to anyone, especially those with Angelic blood and with the memories coming back to Xerath in flashes of his life above, living was hard for the Fallen. Ciar and a few others kept Xerath tied to this plane and he could never give up on them nor leave them behind. 

  “I haven’t talked to your Father in a while. Last time we talked I could swear the air could be cut with his glare,” Xerath could not help but laugh at the memory. “I wonder how he would feel if I told him I plan to make you mine and I yours for the entirety of our time. Would you think his head would blow?” Though trouble-making was more of Greed’s and Pride’s field, Xerath could not help but indulge himself on occasion, especially with old friends or lovers. 

[bastardantichrist]

[ braid ] for your muse to braid mine’s hair + Reverse. (Cause Xer wants to braid his babe's hair)

Ciar leaned back against Xerath, smiling. “Mmm, I love it when you play with my hair you know?”

[sinful-misfits]

  Xerath smiled softly as he continued to carefully loop one strand over the other, humming to himself as he did. “Is that so? Would you like me to do it more often, I do not mind?” The Sin enjoyed the moments when they had down time and he could pamper Ciar. Though Hell did not like the relationship of the two and Heaven wanted them both dead for different reasons, Xerath wanted nothing more than to be in Ciar’s presence at any given time. The Anti-Christ kept Xerath’s mind at peace, there were little to no nightmares when Xerath was in the presence of his lover. “I mean this when I say it, Ciar, you are my stone and I want only to bring you joy and protect you.”