#rcysoccult

[sialiia]

                                 • . ° .┊┊ @rcysoccult​

      “𝓦as half way here and I got caught in the rain...I didn’t think it was supposed to rain today.”

[manaborn]

@rcysoccult​  ♡’d for a starter  

❝ YOU NEED TO TAKE A BREAK. ❞  she entered the room holding a plate with a sandwich and a few cookies in one hand and a glass of drink in her other, setting both items down on the table for him.  ❝ At least for five minutes to eat. I would have made something better but there wasn’t much around. I can go grocery shopping tomorrow. ❞  

[managone]

@rcysoccult    🗣️    for   incorrect    quotes  !

[manaborn]

[ @rcysoccult​ ]  gwen is dead? so is a piece of ray. with their combined lifestyles, she probably dies in combat, and ray will absolutely blame himself even if he wasn't even present. he'll hold her tight, like he used to when she had nightmares as a little girl. at first, he'll be silent, but as the warmth leaves her body, he'll scream the haunting, anguished scream of a parent who's lost their child. it won't even sound human: just a wail of pain and suffering. something in him will break. he'll give up everything. how can he fight ghosts now? how is he supposed to run the occult shop when everything reminds him of her? he'll withdraw from the others, even when winston grabs him by the shoulders and screams at him to just accept their help, damn it. he can't. his baby is dead. ray might as well be a ghost himself. ↳ MY MUSE IS DEAD TELL ME PAIN

*chuckles* im in danger

[eurosleazarchive]

your portrayal is made of wife material

how's my portrayal? / @rcysoccult.

AAAAAA I LUV U!!!!! MUAH MUAH MUAH!!!

[manaborn]

[ @rcysoccult​ ]   “you’re allowed to need help sometimes.”

❝ NOT FROM MY POINT OF VIEW. ❞ needing help meant getting others involved and that usually came with grave consequences in her line of work. Gwen worked better when she didn’t have to rely on others outside her main squad, even if she appreciated the sentiment and knowing Ray was always looking out for her. Which is why she tried so hard to make sure his involvement in her extracurriculars was the bare minimum.   ❝ It’s fine, really, I don’t need help. I’ve been doing this for a long time. ❞ 

[manaborn]

[ @rcysoccult​​​ ]   🎀 dad ray braiding gwen's hair has me in my feels

IT WAS LATE AND GWEN WAS almost ready for sleep ( homework done, bedtime snack finished, Pokemon pajamas on, teeth brushed ) but she had begged him to braid her hair so she could wake up with pretty waves and he agreed. She was sitting cross legged in the middle of the cushy comforter on her bed, Ray was diligently working on weaving her ginger strands into the desired style, and then worry suddenly began to fester in the pit of her stomach

❝ Do you even know how to braid hair ? What if you do it wrong and my hair comes out looking weird ? ❞  he did seem to know what he was doing but she didn’t think it through, Gwen just saw pretty women online who braided their hair before bed and she wanted to do it too.

[eurosleazarchive]

@rcysoccult sent: [ BACK ]:  sender, noticing a strand of hair fall from the receiver’s hairdo, carefully tucks the strand back behind the receiver’s ear.

it’s about the fifth time that sadie has shook her head in conversation, rambling on and on and on about something that doesn’t even matter in the end.  she’s got a habit of talking with her hands, bracelets jingling with the motion of it, that she doesn’t even realize that some of her hair’s slipped from the clip it’s up in.  in a moment, she’s silent, her eyes turned up to ray in the fear that she’s lost him on all those tangents she’s gone on.

she’s silent for a moment longer when she sees ray reach to tuck the errant hair behind her ear.  sadie flashes him a smile, the high of her cheeks going red.  “ oh-- thanks.  sorry, i know i ramble.  feel free to stop me at-- at any time, okay?  you don’t have to worry about hurting my feelings. ”