#brothertoarial

[fellschurchwitch]

what's up with you and that demon?

"He’s…helping me out, in his own way." 

[duchessofhell]

+Lost count

"Oh look, company. I feel as if I should put the kettle on."

[sharp--little--boy-blog]

The Appeal | MEG AND NYSOS

[ ø ]—   How long had it been? How long had he been waiting in this exact spot? Where was she? The heartbroken God hadn't seen Meg for two or three days now -he'd lost count on account of lack of sleep. She hadn't come or gone from the shop... He didn't understand where she could be. "Meg please call me. I know you're getting these because it's ringing through first." He said with a slight growl. Though he felt bad about that, since he was in no position to be angry with her. It wasn't long after that call that he received a text from Azazel. The demon had Meg, He was looking after her... He had comforted her.....What the fuck was that supposed to mean? Zel had been the one Nysos called as soon as Meg and Elouise had left that night. Had he been with her this whole time? The God was quick to act. He had to see her, had to talk to her, and he knew at least Zel would keep her there for him to get through to her. "Azazel open up... It's me man, I need to talk to her." The Bacchae yelled whilst banging on the door. He was desperate to see her face. Not all crumpled in pain. He needed to see the Meg he loved.

"Nysos? You shouldn't have come here. I would like you to leave. The girl does not want to see you just yet." Zel replied from the other side of the door. If anything the Demon was frustrated to have someone disrupting his time with Meg. He crossed to her by the couch, from which she hadn't moved in days. "You will have to see him sooner or later it's up to you" He said comfortingly. 

Nysos felt a flash of hot anger. Who the hell was Zell to tell him to leave? The demon was supposed to understand how Nysos felt... Said he had been hurt in love before... Yet Now Nysos was left sitting in the hall opposite a Demon's door, waiting for his Goddess.

[requieminred-archive-blog]

I'm b l e e d i n g right before the Lord.

{ ✞;——-               Off comes the blood on his lips with a gruff wipe of the back of his hand. Don't ask where he got it from, he won't tell you. Why would he? He's not an idiot. Far from it, actually, in spite of popular belief. The water of the tap in the upstairs bathroom cascades over the scarlet stained porcelain of the back of his hand after the transfer and he watches the clear liquid redden to a rusty brown colour before returning to its past state before he turned the faucet off once again and turned on his heel only to barge straight into another male. The ghost released a sharp breath before he tilted his head up to glare at the intruder, his eyes narrowing as his previously chosen words subsided into something else, "demon. Great. It's like a fucking supernatural zoo in here."

[fellschurchwitch]

Brothertoarial

[fellschurchprodigy]

╫AU

With Grams out of town for the weekend Bonnie wound up being shoved onto her father, who had his own business that needed tending. Tired of being stuck in the house the young witch decided to take herself on an adventure. Ending in the woods of Mystic Falls a place she'd been multiple times with her grandmother, but never alone. Pulling off her backpack the little girl plopped down into the grass, and began digging for Orion. Once she found the little bear, the conversation began. Insignificant words and musings that carried on long enough for her to lose track of time, until the sound of branches snapping met her ears. On alert she moved quickly stuffing him back into place and slinging the bag onto her shoulder. As the sound drew closer with increasing speed Bonnie did the only thing she could when threatened. Run, with as much speed as her legs were willing to offer.

[fellschurchwitch]

I ship Bonnie with happiness.

Why else would she be dating a psychopathic murderer in one verse.

In the strange beginnings of a witch//demon love-hate relationship in one verse.

In love with one her 'worst' enemies a doppelganger in another.

And hardcore schoolgirl crushing on freaking Lucifer in another.

Be happy BonBon. Be happy.

[Also these are all AMAZING CHARACTERS, AMAZING MUN'S. I JUST LOVE THEM DEAR GOD. Go meet Bonnie's <3's, and give them love. RIGHT NOW <3.]

[tarquin--blackwood]

+brothertoarial

He drunk off of sweet elixir and ultimately bewildered, the little drink had sufficed most of the night but now he was getting down into it, clutching a pretty young lady in his arms. He was swaying her with the music, she was drunker than he was, having trouble keeping herself up properly but having no qualms about telling her friends just what she was going to do. Quinn was not intimidating, he was a pretty, young boy, perfect for their friend, a nice boy, too, he'd bought them drinks, and it was a small price to pay for taking her life. 

And that he did, out behind the club, opposite the row of houses, despite the proximity the road was empty and the thud of the club seemed distant. He cradled the girl's body against him, her back against a wall and him against her, as if they were simply an amorous couple, and he drank deep from the metaphorical fountain of youth. 

But Quinn paused, his head up, listening out, he could hear... something, though he wasn't entirely sure what.