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[nctevil]

me: I’m bored me @ me: answer your drafts me: my what now?

[expiredchances]

@a-girl-named-angel: Bro I’d love to hear about it!

S O

The full moon makes Showman stronger and all that. Vincent hates it as it's a nightmare to keep hold of his own body during them. That's bad enough.

A Blood Moon is far worse for BOTH of them. Luckily the issue is only if Vincent looks at it. IF he looks at it then Showman's power will be forced on him, and it's too much all at once for a human. Vincent can change parts of his body at will normally-- such as his eyes, give himself claws etc but this forces a full covering which he can't handle.

It will turn him into a faceless demon like monster. A monster which will drain the lifeforce of everything around him and make him stronger, this includes his ice magic.

He'll go back to normal once the Blood Moon ends, but it's more likely that all that power would just kill him before that. Showman gets no say in this, his power is chained to Vincent's bloodline, so he can't do anything to stop the rampage his own power is causing. It's the raw anger of all the souls that Showman has devoured taking over and leaving him nothing more than a force of blind destruction.

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Yay we love our ocs!!!

[sup3s]

a kiss after joining your lover in the shower . / aleksei<3

━━ BYANKA  ♡ ALEKSEI

he'd been sitting outside . . . sun beings to rise. finishing the last bit of brewed coffee , aleksei makes his way towards the back . . . he could hear the sound of water rushing from all over . . . pipes in the walls had notified the hunter that byanka was in the shower. one by one , clothes peeled and hanged over bathroom door hook.

words unspoken , digits pull curtain back as he slipped right behind her. water gently falls upon his head . . . hands touch her shoulder , washing away suds before lips pressed against her skin. “ morning, ” a murmur , as he moves her hair back . . . helping her ? or rather distracting her during morning routine.

another kiss falls upon her neck , as he hooks an arm around her hip. slow mornings were all he could ask for , compared to the life he lived . . . they lived.

[marusekai]

[ DODGE ]: sender tackles the receiver out of the way of an attack. (From indigo to Sanji)

in the midst of everything , carrying out a snack for nami , robin , and indigo : serving platter falls from his hand as she tackles him out of the way. attack on the sunny , luffy jumps in and send the cannon flying. he lays on his back, arm wrapped around the other “   are you okay indigo-san ?  ” certain that she was free from harm . . . he was upset. the food that laid waste on the floor . . . one that should be devoured until there was nothing left --- features change as he helped her up.

“   luffy ! what direction did it come from ?   ” rushing towards the railing . . . spotting the ship , not so far : he intends on showing them what happens when you waste food especially when it's for ladies.

[f0ndmemry]

╰ *    hey it's ben [ . . . ] leave a message, denouemente asked: think real hard. it’ll come to you. from rhaenyra

he holds his mothers hand , a child without a father . . . benjamin came as a playmate . . . the woman who promised to watch him had grown ill and so lisa had brought him with permission , to work. a heavy question had been asked as ben demonstrated slight skill when he sparred with the oldest prince . . . it wasn't until ben was asked about his future. he squinted , unsure if he had a path to follow , his silence was concerning as the princess gave him some advice. “  yes, your high --- highness, ” awkward , he drops his head in a bow before running off after hearing his mother call.

[cinderlux]

Fallen!Au

“I think the bruise matches my eye color.”

"---...." The automatic answer was stuck on Lucifer's throat, feeling it burn and coil at the tip of his tongue. The mean comment about the new eye color that seemed so unnatural, that should be labled for him as gross, as inferior. The response about the bruise, the wanting to tease, to mock, to even push further to get a whine out of him.

Lucifer huffed and turned around in a sharp move, going straight to pour himself a bottle of the greek liquor he had aquiered from a multiverse trip.

Strong enough to actually make him feel something. He took a long sip and replaced the burn of the words with a more pleasing one, clearing his throat after as he slowly set the glass down. He felt like he would make it explode in his hand at any point.

See, this was a complicated emotion, it was very new. Michael was no longer an equal in the eyes of anyone, in his heart the emotion seemingly didn't change for the bad but intesified actually. He felt a feral posessivness over him but at the same time, this anger that wanted to rip off his head. Anger that he let this happen, that He did it.

Fear of looking at the mirror after Michael's visits of what he saw in the mirror that resembled so much to their Father. Disgust by the thirst of overpowering him, of owning him in such an alike way but so different at the same time.

"How did you get that?" He tried to continue the small talk, hoping his silence hand't took too long to be considered strange and make Michael ask about it, or worse...tease about it.

It was the worst mix of anger, playfulness, lust and love.

Fuck!

[multiplcx]

Rose.

@bextus

It wasn't an easy task and he didn't have any obligation to do it...or permission in any case, but this was a special occasion right? No one would know, not even Sandalphon. It took him the whole day and he was just hopping this day would be the same for him as for his siblings and he wouldn't look like a fool with a crazy idea or worse...a fanboy of some kind.

The possibility of everything being a failure made his stomach turn in the same way it felt when that God came to destroy their world and fight his Father. It was dangerous and stupid and probably the other archangel wouldn't even care and he wouldn't even know if he got the message or not...but it was something he really wanted...he wanted to congratulate him in this dumb day with no meaning for him, to let him know that he was a thought still on the scribe's young mind for some reason, some crazy stupid idiot reason.

The paper was made with a piece of one of the last pages of one of his Father's book, a kind of paper that would hold it's form and the ink as it travelled through time and space, shrinking and growing back again when it reached it's destiny. Send a message in such a rustic way was hard but it was the best to avoid any kind of trace, he even fixed the tore page knowing that Father would hardly ever pick up that book again and probably would end up on fire like many others.

He sent it like an arrow with one of his own feathers attatched so it wouldn't get lost, to give the light piece of paper some direction...and maybe, foolishly hope that Michael would keep it.

I hope this letter found it's way to you. I hope it finds you well and in peace. Today is a day of celebration for those that share your name in my world. Both of my siblings got messages and nonsenses, I did my duty by congratulate them and thank them for their service to our community. I think it's absurd but my twin insists that is a birthday, which is impossible but he is just a child.

If we share this celebration, I want you to know that our brief and scarce meetings had an impact for me. That you showed me something that I don't know how to explain but I know I try to follow it in how I live my days and I think it's honorable. If this isn't a special day for you, then keep this letter to re-read for when it you think it would fit.

I know our interactions don't have place and it's both stupid and risky for me to reach to you but I couldn't stop myself. It's weird to talk to you without even opening my mouth, without listening a reply back and without even knowing if you'll read this. Michael. What a bittersweet taste those letter have.

Yours sincerely, Rose.

Metatron thought more than twice before signing the letter. Something that wouldn't give away it was him too easily in case anything happened, in case anyone else could read the letter but at the same time he wanted to keep it simple, silly, he really hoped Michael would understand.

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Follow my fish boi maybe?