#bettermonster

[lcstinfantasy]

"this two truths and a lie thing could get really interesting."

[soughthopeoldd]

❛ i could keep you safe. they’re all afraid of me. ❜ / @ rafe ! she just wants to protect her favorite boy. 🫣

He clenches his jaw as he watched the pogues skirt by in the narrow waterway in their dingy little boat. They're judging them he just knew it and if they were around trouble was gonna follow, which they didn't need while his dad set up the house for guests. They're pigs, they have no table manners, they fight and they're rude and right now he's trying to be better. Which is hard when the pill he took made him feel like there were ants crawling on his skin, he couldn't stop moving. He looks at Beth, hard and long, his expression didn't change much but he was calming. " You gonna take care of them for me if they start any shit? " He asks, eye going to the water again, his body moving forward till they were close.

[soughthopeoldd]

❝ I don’t like the way they’re looking at you. ❞ / any muse !

SEND ME ❝I DON’T LIKE THE WAY THEY’RE LOOKING AT YOU ❞ FOR MY MUSE’S REACTION TO YOURS SAYING THIS WHILE FEELING JEALOUS/POSSESSIVE.

He smirks. " So thaaaaat's why you've been acting like a brat all night. You know if you want all of my attention on you all you have to do is ask. "

[seoulgated]

a meme from @bettermonster <33

how bad was it? a short bark of laughter forces its way past his lips as they twist into something between a grin and a grimace. it isn't a hunter's blade, so it won't be FATAL, but that doesn't stop it from HURTING.

“ it's WONDERFUL. you can't see that? ” bitter and sarcastic, the response comes through gritted teeth. how had he gotten dragged into this? SHE may belong here, but he didn't, he wouldn't accept that. even if he was a monster, a demon, he wouldn't be puppet to ANOTHER twisted king. he refused to play the game that the entity had set out before him, and it seemed he was to be PUNISHED for it. as clawed fingers come away from his side, they're stained dark with blood, his blood, the wound still oozing the dark ichor, not healing as it should. he had been so close, so close to escaping gwi-ma for good...only to fall prey to another.

“ why are you even asking? ” he bites out, flashing the other a half-hearted glare. “ it isn't as though you care. ”

[seoulgated]

questions only starters — accepting! ft. @bettermonster

“ uhhh, you wanna run that by me again? ” clearly she didn't hear that right. there's no way she heard that right, right? demons didn't tend to leave bodies behind, and if they did they would sure as hell be smart enough not to know to ask HER to help her with the clean up... unless they wanted to be cleaned up themselves. yeah, she'd happily mop the floor with any demons that crossed her path... but mira is pretty sure she's not DEALING with a demon here. “ gonna need a LOT more context first. ”

[seoulgated]

if you can find it send it! ft. @bettermonster <33

act natural? act natural? like this girl hadn't just shoved a weapon at her back and started hissing orders in her ear?? in what world was she supposed to act natural after that? OKAY, maybe the one where she was not only a highly trained idol, but also a kick-ass demon hunter... but still. fingers twitched, aching to reach out to the honmoon, but... other than the aggression nothing about the other woman was screaming 'demon' at her, and that meant no honmoon weapons. sooooo... what was the move here?

“ you know, i've never met an american sasaeng before — that's almost kind of neat, ” unfortunately, natural for zoey involved a fair degree of chattering, babbling, even, info-dumping, if the mood struck. this? this felt like nervous babble territory. “ — but you know, only kind of, and only because i grew up in burbank — which i ASSUME you already know, but the rest of this? definitely not cool. super uncool, actually. ”

[seoulgated]

❛ what happened? ❜ / for mina.

“ clever little survivor found a way to sneak in a weapon of their own ~ ” she bares her teeth in a mockery of a grin at her fellow CHOSEN KILLER blood dripping unabashedly from her features -- somehow delightfully REAL in this place, this no-longer digital playground. even the pain of her own wounds was delightfully novel, the blood a mix of her victims and her own — how delightful to have blood! “ but, oh, it didn't help them in the end, did it? a shame. ”

[soughthope]

"You're enjoying this, aren't you?" / Billy.

" What me? A little. It's not every day the best ghost face gets caught with her pants down. I'm not going to say what you said to me when it happened last time, though. " Because he knows better. In their hive of like minded depraved people there are the champions and then theres the canon fodder, the ones who go down to keep the mission going and her knows damn well where he belongs. Firmly in that spot and he likes it better that way. He's functioning but suicidal. He is a firework. Let him burn out and let it mean something and most of all never forget it.

He tilts his head to see her feral gaze past the axe. She's so...beautiful...