#charmeine

[miyakng]

Charmeine, the oc of my friend @debmountain! (18.12.2023)

I really like his design, there is soo much purple xD I wanted to try new brushes too and I kinda like them.

[glosspital]

[holysonofthechapel]

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐥𝐟𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐬 ✝︎

- « For a period of 4 consecutive month , from April 1961 to August 1961 something unexplainable happened in our small village, it started slowly with the forest that begun to slowly die as if autumn had already started even if we were in the middle of spring, no one knew why, some people were suggesting that it was the cause of some sort of toxic fungus that was attacking the whole forest …but it sadly wasn’t the case, a few week before the whole forest situation a new lady had moved in the village, she resided in a renovated chapel from the 19th century that was turned into an house , she was always described as « the church lady », her presence in the village grew a lot of attention really quick since the village was so small , rumours were flying around like smoke across the whole village , not that much people usually interacted with HER, SHE was mostly seen on Sunday mornings wearing her checkered beige dress ,SHE was often seen talking with the church preacher, everyone knew HER already from HER outstanding and unseen beauty…they were asking themselves “ what in hell would such a beautiful lady do in a village lost in the middle of a forest like that ” , nobody really dared to communicate with her directly at first, there was such a particular vibe around HER , it’s only after two month that SHE started to make her presence more obvious, she would often go to the bar at night to dance and have a few drinks, at the time every man wanted to offer her a drink ,SHE was like an Hollywood star to them,SHE had an hold on all those men and even the women’s were particularly interested and even envious of HER abilities to be everything they weren’t, from what I heard SHE was very soft spoken and “surprisingly” clever , SHE always seemed to search for a man that SHE would keep to herself all night long ,SHE was not a whore but SHE had her ways so easily on these men and still did nothing too scandalous with them, they were satisfied enough by just being around HER, it was like a repetitive mechanisms for HER even if ..SHE always seemed to latch on a specific type of man ..if was always the popular wealthy man of the village, SHE was always breaking them apart, a good exemple was the village mayor and his family , a few week after he had encountered HER , the mayor’s wife in an unexplained paranoid outbursts took the hunting rifle and shot each and every member of the family that night including herself , this was such an insane tragedy for this tiny village but this whole mess wasn’t even over…matter fact a few fucked up thing kept happening, a primary school teacher from the catholic girls private school murdered all 23 kids with poison that she had injected in the food earlier that day , they always interacted closely with HER days before the happenings , everything was going downhill, families were moving out of desperation but SHE…SHE stayed there , true to her routine, going to church on Sundays and hanging out at the bar on mondays , SHE stayed happy and glamorous like SHE wasn’t aware of everything happening in the village , HER house was always so calm and silent , no music, no noise ..nothing. The breakpoint was on June 20th , 2 black Cadillac arrived in the village, they were parked near HER house , as if they were waiting for HER to do something special but SHE just constantly stared at them while combing HER hairs with a silent tender smile , everyone was asking questions and spreading rumors , things were just slow , still nobody understood. These two car were owned by 2 man in black suits , they were as mysterious as HER, still today none of the person left knew what happened, HER house was found burn the next morning, all that was left were remains of bones ..a lot of bones but none were HERS that’s for sure….the two cars disappeared , now on this day of January 6th 1965 nobody really stood up for this story , it was just like a whole fantasy driven by insanity and the accumulation of various accidents, but to me ..those weren’t accidents …something was out there …something driven by chaos.

[showingpains]

#11

[that-one-thespian]

This time will be different. -- for the five sentence fics!

Charmeine observes the unconscious angel on the ground with a look of faint disapproval. He was so close. With a sigh, he lets the silvery substance pooling in his hand pour into the no-longer-shattered memory capsule. Once it's sealed, it goes back into the compartment in the wall, sealed as if it was never there in the first place. 

With that finished, he kneels next to his trainee, awakening him with a touch and purring, "Why, hello, Zuriel." This time. This time, he'll be perfect.

[littledemonlorne]

Along With the Divine

The last thousand of years together felt like a blur. One of them saving humanity while the other damned it. Now and then, she would preform her own miracle for her. Dooming some poor soul to Hell while her friend blessed someone. They did things together that either side would not approve of if they knew. Yet, neither really seemed to care. It wasn’t as if either side had kept their eye on them.

Or even cared to.

For the most part, they barely had to answer to anyone. Well...until the apocalypse began. Some poor soul had started it. Now they were having to answer to their bosses. Be reprimanded for their past actions, fraternizing with each other, and doing what they had done. Each of them receiving a punishment from their unrespective sides. Adora having to condemn twenty souls by the end of the week. While being heavily supervised by her former teacher. It had been a slightly better week and she had managed it. The demoness seemed to have gotten off easy.

Charmeine’s punishment on the other hand...she seemed so much more tired. Like she’d been dragged through Hell’s worst parts by Hellhounds. At least that’s how she looked like when they met in their secret meeting place. A tiny hole in the wall cafe. Their table was in the way back and out of sight from the door. She was glancing over her shoulder constantly. Keeping quiet as she listened for any noises that would indicate their imminent demise. While Adora poured Splenda into her coffee, Charmeine muttered,”I’m going to explore the galaxy, Peaches. I’ve had it with Earth.”

Stilling her spoon, she stared at the angel before her. Eyes widening slightly as she asked,”You’re going to do what?”

“Leaving Earth. Explore the universe and never come back.”,she repeated. The angel adjusted her leather jacket as she scanned the cafe for the millionth time. Her teeth chewing her bottom lip as she did. She glanced back at Adora as she continued,”I can’t take this anymore. The apocalypse, the punishments, and the Anti-Christ. I’m done...I just don’t wanna be here anymore.”

“...well, little dove, I’m going to really miss you when you’re off exploring the universe.“,Adora muttered. Taking a sip of her coffee as she struggled to not let her emotions show. Charmeine was leaving for the galaxy and her behind on the slowly burning ball. Never coming back. It was hard to not cry. She almost choked on her drink when Charmeine said,”I won’t miss you, Peaches.”

“…not exactly the heartfelt goodbye I was looking for, little dove.”,Adora mumbled. Her vision going blurry as she glanced down at her cup of coffee. There was a slight pain in her chest as she continued,”Especially after all we’ve been together.”

“Because this isn’t goodbye.”,Charmeine stated. The demoness glanced up from her drink. Her eyebrow raised in confusion as she stared at her. A faint blush growing over her face as the angel continued,”You’re coming with me, Peaches.”

“There’s no one I’d rather explore the cosmos with than you.”,she admitted with a nervous smile. Staring into Adora’s eyes, she said,”You don’t have to if you don’t want to. We’ll never be able to come back when we do this.”

It was the angel’s turn to blush when Adora asked,”Why would I want to be anywhere you’re not?”

[guardsbian]

anyways here's my guardsbians

First is Lucienne, a librarian whose charge is language in general. As long as she's helping spread literature, she's protecting it. Which means she has free time to get to know her (rather cute) new friend Ptolema better...

Next off is Ptolema, who's on the Search for her charge and... hasn't exactly figured out that Lucienne, who she's got a massive crush on and hates imagining being without, is just what she's been looking for.

Third is Chthonia. She doesn't know she's a lesbian yet and is kind of in a state of perpetual confusion and anxiety. Also she has no tail. It's fine.

Then it's Charmeine, whose charge is her wife Lyska. She used to be a singer, and would love to get back to that life, but has had to go on the run with Lyska after some threats arise.

Last is Lyska, whose charge is a (nondescript) artifact which curses its claimed wielder over time. But as long as her wife, Charmeine, has it more often than her, the curse shouldn't disfigure her further. Unfortunately, they've got some dragons on their tail looking to obtain the artifact and forcibly make it unclaim her through the only lethal method which works, making them go on the run...

[aocelii]

oh yes, this was definitely a good use of my time.