#criesblood

[arc-sunsymbols]

        “Tell me --- what do you know of the original demon who damned you?”   / @criesblood​

[varyingstorms]

     “Murdered any hapless men lately?” --- Dark hair comes to rest on her shoulders, disturbed by her teleportation. Question is loaded from the demon - actually doing her job for once and Delilah is checking enough souls are filling her boss’ coffers. Slinks closer, still on the other side of the mirror, and touches where Mary’s own hair falls gracefully. “Pretty little tragic thing, I see why Lilith likes you.”

@criesblood​ liked for a Delilah starter

[nowat-shesdaylight]

         The hem of her dress lightly flowed, hovering over the ground as she walked.  Scurried, really, hoping she didn’t look too frantic to passersby.  Her pace slowed down as she neared the path to Mary’s home, slowing to walking speed as she walked up the path and into her home.  Perhaps she should have knocked, but as she tried not to look so frantic - deep down she really was.  “Mary?  Please tell me you’re home.”

@criesblood​ / starter call.

[artdelacon]

     “-- What are you doing?”

@criesblood​  ♥’d

[urbxnlegxnd]

@criesblood​ - plotted

The man’s eyes were closed as he was focused on meditation, his meditation of the entire universe so that he could sense out any signs of trouble or crime in general. Usually trying to sense the closest source of trouble or something that generally bothers him.

That was when his eyes suddenly opened, he had just sensed something that didn’t sit well with him at all. He sensed someone was trapped in a mirror. He didn’t care that he sensed they weren’t exactly normal, no one deserved that in his mind. 

He teleported a mirror before him by sensing it out. He closed his eyes and focused. The man focused on the other’s unique aura and energy, then once he’d mentally grasped onto it. He summoned her before him and smiled kindly. “Good, you’re free.”

[becameapyre]

@criesblood​ asked:  “ find comfort in the chaos. ”  from the pinterest prompts meme

      ❝that’s a lot easier said than done. i mean, i try to stay positive the best i can but there’s only so much a girl can do after being put through the ringer in the worst possible ways... without the slightest clue of what she should do.❞ paranoid of the possibilities of getting close to anyone or finding sam, but also exhausted and drained of being completely alone in the world... but that was something she couldn’t admit.

[caelestimortemarchived]

@criesblood​ :  💬

                        "I want to turn back the clock to before..."

[ofwrittenschemes]

Fingers grip the iron crowbar tightly and feet are spread wide in a fighting stance, ready to take a swing if the spirit as much as moves in her direction. Bloody Mary is complicated-------- the young hunter feels bad for her, there is SYMPATHY there, and there’s a deep pull within Ashley to try and help instead of eliminate.

“I gave you a chance,” there is urgency in her speech, gaze boring fiercely into the ghost, “but people keep turning up dead. With blood streaked cheeks, Mary, who ELSE did that if not you?” The dead girl is looking at her like she always expected Ashley to stab her in the back, and Ashley hates it. Hates it because deep down she fears Bloody Mary is right. Was their confrontation always inevitable? Not ever monster can be saved. She takes a breath, shoulders squaring as she prepares to fight. “I don’t want to eliminate you, but you have to STOP!”

( caos starters || accepting

@criesblood​​ )