#firstpriick

[bastxrdsisgone]

@firstpriick​ braved the city to leave a message: “ i don’t think worms have cocks ” (charlie for the darkling)

"I'm sure they don't," is all he can say, confusion etched into his features. His focus had been on the battle that they were preparing for and her comment had caught him off guard. A part of him wondered why some of his other grisha hadn't kept her from bothering him. Maybe it was time for him to talk with the others and remind them just what they were supposed to be doing. There were two that he trusted most of all, but apparently they were busy doing something else. As far as he knew they were there in the palace, but if she had gotten through maybe they weren't. Either way, Aleksander knew he needed to rethink a few things to make certain this didn't happen again. First, though, he needed to know who she was and how it was she'd gotten this far. "Who are you again? And how is it you found your way into my private quarters."

[cxptisgone]

incoming transmission from: @firstpriick​ message sent: “ i feel things when i’m with you. ” for steph (charlie/chuck, up to you)

"Chuck," is all she can say, his words hitting her in a way she hadn't expected. While she'd been enjoying the time they spent together, a part of her knew that it couldn't last. How could it? He wasn't exactly human and there was no way he'd want to spend whatever time she had together. It wouldn't be fair to either one of them. And yet she couldn't ignore some of the things she felt when they were together. Chuck made her feel special, loved even, and it had been a long time since someone had done that to her. Steph just wasn't sure what she should do with this new piece of information. She couldn't just confess that he wasn't the only one. Not when she didn't know what they hell they were. But neither could she keep him in the dark. It wasn't fair. "What are we even? I enjoy our time together, but just what are we?"

[magaprima]

@firstpriick 

It wasn’t easy to hide something from Lucifer Morningstar, but he wasn’t a God-- no matter how much he might want people to think he was, no matter how he managed to convince them-- and so he wasn’t omniscient. Things could be hidden from him...and Lilith had managed for years. Three years precisely. Managing to hide both herself and the reality of their child, of how she wasn’t the son he’d been expecting, that he’d been....promised. It had required she make her home in the mortal realm, on earth, of course, but the grimness of that was lessened by ensuring the only company she ever really kept were witches. 

But while she’d been keeping herself, and Aradia, hidden from the Dark Lord...she hadn’t thought she’d need to hide them from Him. 

Throwing her head back in blatant and open frustration as she came face to face with the so-called ‘Creator’, she made sure to keep her daughter stood behind her, mostly out of sight....and out of reach. 

“And am I supposed to think this is a coincidence?” She challenged, “And not your...irritating omniscience at work, deciding to focus on me?”

[siiinfilled]

for @firstpriick​‘s chuck from g.oddess verse: current incarnation

Centuries, millennia, had passed. Lives lived but not truly experienced, all flashing before her eyes. It had taken her immense efforts to reach her ( him? ), and now, she took another shaky step forward. “They tell me you go by ‘Chuck’ now,” she whispered, a ghost of a smile forming on her face before she fell to her knees, the effort finally sapping her of her strength.

[ncxilearchive]

@firstpriick​ ; incoming transmission ⸻ *smacks hux on the ass and walks out.*

          ❝  Excuse me.    What do you think you just did.    Stars,  didn’t anyone teach you some manners ?  Because that was beyond rude.  ❞

[potestmagice]

@firstpriick asked: " you're shivering. here, take my jacket. " for rumple

"I'm fine, dearie," Rumplestiltskin told the other. "Besides, if I wanted a jacket, I could easily poof one up myself."

[aetcrnus]

@firstpriick​ ; incoming transmission ⸻  ❛   company .   silently  sit  with  my  muse  to  comfort  them. (for simon)

          SILENCE SURROUNDED THE DAYLIGHTER.    The events of the previous night still replaying in his head,  the screams echoing over and over again like a broken record that he didn’t know how to stop.    But with each and every passing minute Simon felt as if he was slowly being pulled towards a dark abyss of ache and regrets.    One he could very well let himself down into but the sudden presence of someone pulled him above the surface just enough to let curiosity to etch itself into his features.

          However he didn’t spoke,  not yet.    For a moment allowing himself to take comfort in the warmth radiated by the other.    But it was soon after that Simon turned his head in her direction,  a raise of his brow,  a silent question of   ❛  why  ? ❜     because he didn’t trust his voice to not crack.

⸻ loud & deafening silence prompts

[mercifulmemories]

@firstpriick asked ❛  you saved my life.  ❜ for chloe

Chloe smiled, and nodded. "That's kind of my job. I'm glad you're okay." Sometimes she found it stressful, jumping into the fray like that.