#katlieswithhereyes

[criminal-royalty-archive]

“How many nights does it take to count the stars?” Kat asks as she looks up at the sky

{I had no idea which verse to put you in, so I apologize if this is weird/awkward}

“Too many….” Nikhil couldn’t be bothered with looking at a bunch of floating balls of gas and plasma. At least, not anymore.

[whispersofarogue-blog]

Your Nation Thanks You - Taylor and Quinn

{Starter for katlieswithhereyes}

Quinn had never seen the future turning out quite like this. When reports first began coming in about the new ‘disease epidemic’ the Vampire had shrugged it off. After all Vampire didn’t get sick and he assumed sooner or later the Mortals would figure a way out to save themselves. Then quarantine was enforced and the dwindling population of humans began to actually stir panic in Quinn. There seemed no end to the plagues wrath and while it wouldn’t kill him... the lack of blood certainly would. It had taken the point where whispers echoed out that it had been confirmed the population was now cut in half for Quinn to finally pour his own resources into the hope for a cure.

But it was a pipe dream.

No matter how hard researchers tried or how close they felt they came there was no cure. The plague was just... too complex or too advanced. No one truly knew why one couldn’t be found but all that mattered to most was that there was No Cure. That was when the panic began. The chaos that shattered through the streets that just piled more bodies onto the plagues death count. Quinn had to confess for a short while he had enjoyed watching the human’s ruined themselves. Soon enough though that worry set back in. No humans. No blood. No blood.... Quinn didn’t even want to think about it. 

Then it all stopped. To the surprise of many the solution had not been a cure but just something that eventually took the lives of all living things. Time. The plague just died out. Done with its wrath it fluttered away into painful memory leaving the rest of humanity to deal with the mess that was like its lingering thumb print on the world. No one knew what to do. Banding together in hopes to rebuild but it required one thing that had been drained from everyone and that was Hope. Which was when, with perfect timing, The Nation arrived sailing from across the sea they landed and came with plans of rebuild and prosper back to the human world.

It was the Hope that the mortal world needed and it worked. Laws enforced requiring every person to marry another. To bring life back again into the world. Four children who would then continue the work of The Nation. It was all so Perfect. Too Perfect and Quinn realised that straight away. Watching from the Shadows like his younger days he watched slowly this ‘Nations’ grip cradle what was left of the mortals. Then, when it was too late for anyone to change their mind, that was when everything changed. No longer was it a ‘choice’ who you married. No longer was it ‘understood’ if you could not produce your ‘quota’. 

And so the New World began. 

There was only so long that Quinn was able to hide away in the Shadows. It wasn’t being yelled at ‘Vampire’ that he was afraid of anymore, that information went public almost twenty years ago thanks to The Nation, but this New World. Like mentioned though... He wasn’t able to hide forever. Which was how he found himself stood at a train station now lurking at the back of the group of young men all bouncing nervous on their feet with signs in hands. Names written on those signs all strangers to each and every one who held one. 

Quinn lazily lifted his own looking at the name printed across it once again with a sneer when out the corner of his eyes his caught sight of a Nation soldier. His eyes flicked up meeting there’s as they watched him. Almost to mock Quinn they smirked cocking their gun which he knew was probably filled with bullets packed with purified vervain to shatter into his bloodstream on impact. Bastard, he thought irritated looking away once again back to the tracks where a train would be pulling up any moment. He’d give anything right then to be back home dealing with his latest ‘Rogue’ request. No matter how impossible the request seemed.

That was when a buzz began among the boys in front of him. Morons looking forward to meeting their wives just as fooled as all those he’d met born since The Nation took control. The buzz though had intesified in the past few minutes and that dragged Quinn’s eyes to flick down the track just in time to catch sight of the front of the train before it came barrelling into the station. Quinn couldn’t help the sigh that left his lips as he finally straightened up hands lifting his sign up even if he did it with clear disinterest. Then the train doors opened and nervously stepping off the girls came. All from different settlements and towns but all here for one thing.

The vampire allowed his mind to wander back over what he’d read in the packet. Well, what little of it he had read. Upon receiving the damn thing the only thing Quinn wanted to do was burn it. He would have just got in trouble. Drawn more attention than he already got being the only unmarried man on his street. It wasn’t often after all they had ‘volunteers’ to be paired up with one of the supernatural members of the community. Nevermind the Vampires. That was one of the few choices the mortals got left in their matches. He was so off in thought he hadn’t noted most of the couples had stepped off. Headed away too their new lives. 

At least that was until from the edge of his eyes he saw someone making their way toward them. His head slowly lifted his eyes resting on the flushed mortal face. He took a moment to take in the locks of blonde hair and the wide hazel eyes. How she stood at a sort of taller than average height yet only a little. He tilted his head just as she finally reached him letting his arm holding the sign now fall back lazily to his side. “So” he muttered resting back again against the wall behind him stretching out his long muscular body. “You must be my new ‘wife’” he chuckled soft rubbing his jaw with his free hand his dark eyes flicking to meet hers. He hesitated a moment then slowly allowed a smirk to settle itself on his lips as he again stood up. With swift movements he took her hand in his and lifted it as he bent down until ever so delicately he pressed a kiss to her knuckle. “Ero preoccupato finché non ho visto la bellezza di voi” 

[futurexcastiel-blog]

katlieswithhereyes; Closed.

Cas frowned and sniffed at the food to see if it were still good.

[teteoheztlin]

Alright, here is a list of the four with very brief descriptions of their duties (since I will add how they are related to the pantheon on my own time):

Huixtocihuatl:  a fertility goddess who presided over salt and salt water

Tlazolteotl:  a goddess of purification, steam bath, midwives, filth (vices), and a patroness of adulterers (as a purification goddess, she is the one who forgives sins like adultery... and will likely be placed here as a sort of opposite to Temazcalteci)

Chalchiuhtotolin:  a god of disease and plague (different from Xolotl)

Ixtlilton:  the god of medicine and healing (he will be a gentle god), who emanated from an obsidian mask which brought darkness and peaceful sleep to children in their beds at night

Thoughts?

[teteoheztlin]

O///O (To Val from Tay ^.^)

Val looked at Taylor when she moved closer to him, wondering why she was smiling the way she was. He quickly found out. He felt the collar and then realized she had the leash in her hand. “Tay… can I ask what this is about?”

[archangel-dimmock]

☀

My muse is kept in a cage at the circus. Your muse comes across them before tonight’s performance. Send ‘☀’ for my muse’s reaction to yours stepping towards the cage.

katlieswithhereyes

“What are you staring at?” Ry hissed at the stranger approaching his cage. “It’s bad enough I see you things pay money to see me perform like a monkey, but for one of you to look at me? So what words do you have to say to a flying monster? Come to ridicule me?” His wings fluttered in barely concealed anger.