#exorcistofthestars

[vesrever]

@exorcist-of-the-stars - liked for a starter

“Hi there,” Valentine said, dragging out the words in a sweet--perhaps too sweet--tone. “Want to get a drink? I’m a cute female, you’re a cute female; we should have a girls night. How about it?”

[neutralxty-blog]

@exorcist-of-the-stars​ is at the wreckage...

Beside the wreckage of his most recent project, Mikail clutched his now useless blueprints so tightly that the paper crinkled beneath his fingers. Yesterday, it had been the base, beams, and walls of a small but lovely hotel. It was to be delightful, if not grand, and the money earned from his work would have given him a comfortable cushion while he looked for the next--and better--job. It was to be a great work, and another success to add to his growing accomplishments. 

All that now lay in ruins. The buildings alongside his building--for he thought it his own until completion--were singed and scarped, but standing. It was only the hotel that had been so thoroughly demolished. Before he could long mourn the setback, something large and new crashed behind him. Mikail whirled around, startled, but also angry; the source of the noise was undoubtedly the same that ruined the hotel.

Before Mikail could run forward the chase the noise, the cause of it all burst out the front wall of the Church across the street. Mikail swore and staggered back, tripping over debris. The thing coming out of the Church’s dust was a monster, a demon--most certainly something Mikail had never seen before. A demon followed by a young girl dressed in black and red. As the strange pair battled, Mikail felt against the side of his own ruined hotel, blood rushing through his head and muffling the sound of their battle.

And then he realized that that girl was hurt. He was almost certain of it, the way she hunched as she fought. Without thinking, Mikail scooped a fist sized stone off the ground and hurled it at the monster. It bounced off the creature’s face full of teeth, which at the current whipped around to gnash in Mikail’s direction. 

“Run! While its distracted!” As son as she was gone, Mikail would run too--though he realized a moment too late that the monster was fast, and that he had nowhere to run. His stomach lurched up into his chest, but Mikail’s face twisted in concentration as he ducked under a swipe from the demon’s claws. 

[thexmusician]

Harm among the stars

Golden eyes scanned the area beneath him,the level ones wondering aimlessly as the level twos and singular three stayed close by. A vehicle carrying an Exorcist and their cargo of Innocence would be showing up soon and it was Allen’s job to retrieve the Innocence. No orders were given in regards to the Exorcist but the Noah assumed it was up to what he wanted to do.

Sure enough dust clouds signifying that the target was close appeared. A quick order had the level ones attacking the vehicle before Allen activated his own Innocence. Unlike when he wasn’t in his Noah form Allen’s familiar white cloak was now a dark black,the mask now a blood red. “Whoever it is they will wish they had gotten a different mission.”

[tykipet]

@exorcist-of-the-stars replied to your post:☁

I AM BUT A LONE TRASHCAN I CANT HELP IT

I AM ALSO TRASH WE CAN BE TRASH TOGETHER

[vesrever]

@exorcist-of-the-stars

Without warning, Vore laid his head onto the stranger’s lap. Crossed his fingers behind, at the nape of his neck, looking far too relaxed for such a situation.

“Hi darling,” he said, “would you like to establish a profound and intimate connection with me? I’m not a bad man, I swear. A very weird one, yes, and intrusive, but not bad.”

[apeleftherosi-blog]

"You need to rest..."

My muse is sick, and won’t admit it. Send “You need to rest.” for their reaction.

    He gave a funny look, “Nonsense… I don’t need to rest, I’m perfectly fine Nasya…”    He sniffles afterwards. “Nothing too harsh, I can get through my day…”

[bookmans-lavi]

Accidentally Private

@exorcist-of-the-stars answered:

bookmans-lavi asked:★

For every “★” I get, I will post a fact about my characters.

Nasya hold three journals on her at all times, one for recording the constellations and figuring horoscopes, one for sketches and ideas, and lastly a travel journal. In her travel journal she often sketches places she’s been that she liked to look at, like her own way of taking pictures; she also presses flowers and leaves, as well as takes note of her emotions while there. Due to her lack of reading and writing skills, however, she uses symbols to describe her feelings. Usually doodles that resemble smiley / frowny faces (the same idea as emojis though far from looking similar)

Kyri is unable to stay in one place for too long, she constantly has to move otherwise she feels trapped, which is something she hates. She’s been known to go stir crazy when she’s kept in the Order for tests or on probation. This habit has proven to be quite the struggle after marrying and having children, as there are rules in place that forbid her from bringing both children out at once. The only family time she gets is in the Order, her prison.

[apeleftherosi-blog]

"Honey, I'm home."

He raises a brow. A smile on his face, “quite difficult to wait these extra hours to wait for your arrival.” Only did he get home three hours before she did.