#s; hellbirds

[burnslikehunger]

She loved her, she loved her, she loved her, that wasn’t the most fucking disgusting thing, she was her fated one, stay calm, don’t show her disgust...

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black-feather-rain replied to your post: Well Cinder, looks like your wife is back

“Wife? Was there a wedding I was not invited too?”

“It’s a figure of speech, dear. Neither of us are much of the marrying type, now are we?”

“But if we were, you would be mine.”

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black-feather-rain replied to your post: “…It looks like I have to murder her all over...

“You are rather cute when you are being murderous…Litter Ember..”

“You know when I’ll be cuter?”

“While I’m ripping Pyrrha Nikos’ spine out by her throat.”

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@black-feather-rain​ liked your post:“Ah, it’s that time of the year again. When we all...

No... It couldn’t be. It had been... so long. She had to be hallucinating.

“...Raven?”

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@black-feather-rain

Cinder begrudgingly stands outside the limits of the bandit encampment, holding an old fashioned boombox over her. She looked pissed and no small amount of embarrassed, like she would rather be doing literally anything else but this.

The boombox was playing Baby Come Back at full volume.

[burnslikehunger]

If there's a prize for rotten judgment I guess I've already won that No woman is worth the aggravation That's ancient history; been there, done that

Who d'you think you're kiddin'? She's the earth and heaven to ya Try to keep it hidden Honey, we can see right through ya 

Oh nooo

Girl, you can't conceal it We know how you feel And who you're thinking of

No chance, no way I won't say it, no, no

You swoon, you sigh Why deny it? Uh-oh

It's too cliché I won't say I'm in love

I thought my heart had learned its lesson It feels so good when you start out My head is screaming "Get a grip, girl Unless you're dying to cry your heart out" Ohhh...

You keep on denying Who you are and how you're feeling Baby, we're not buying Hon, we saw you hit the ceiling

Oh, no

Face it like a grown-up When you gonna own up That you got, got, got it bad?

No chance, no way I won't say it, no, no

Give up, give in Check the grin; you're in love

This scene won't play I won't say I'm in love

You're doin' flips Read our lips: "You're in love"

You're way off base, I won't say it Get off my case, I won't say it

Girl, don't be proud! It's okay, you're in love

Ohhh... At least out loud I won't say I'm in love

Shoo do, shoo do, shoo do, shoo do Sha-la-la-la la la, ahh

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[burnslikehunger]

“Speaking of someone who should fuck me...”

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Cinder sat outside the Branwen tent, utterly stunned. She stared at her hands, a potent mix of horror and relief at what she had just done. What she had just committed to.

“I suppose... I should think of a proper proposal...” She muttered under her breath.

Terror loomed over the horizon, in the form of the pale witch, and it chilled Cinder to her bones. Salem would not take this well. Not after the witch had spent so much time grooming her. And yet... Cinder could not deny how right this felt.