#saintsbossjack

[eriseffingmalcolm]

TOOT TOOT AGAIN, BOSSVILLE

A brief text flashed across various Saints' phones from across realities. a link to a brief video titled "NOPE, NOT PORN, SORRY."

A somewhat shaky Eris looms into view of the camera, a little older as the growth on her horns--and extra notches--can display.

"Sup, fuckers, Lady Upstairs gave me a note t'read, so 'ere goes." She squinted at the paper held in her other hand, cleared her throat, and capslocked the best the could.

"F'R ARCHIVAL'S SAKE, I'M COPYIN' DOWN ALL OUR OLD RP'S SLOWLY BUT SURELY.

IF Y'HAVE ANY PRECIOUS MEMORIES WITH TH'HORNY HIPSTER AND Y'R STILL ALIVE, PLEASE GIMME A HOLLER AN' I'LL GO LOOKIN." Whatev'r THAT means.

"I JUST FINISHED UP TH'CIRCUS RP..." A brief look of dismay crossed her face at the memories of le Cirque Diabolique's opening night. "Why th'fuck did I give it that frilly-ass french name, fuckin' pretentious..." Her voice dropped to a mutter for a moment before continuing. "SO IF ANYONE'S INT'RESTED IN GETTIN' A COPY O'THAT, LEMME KNOW. KTHXBAI."

"So, uh, kthxbai."

[saintedfury]

What sorts of people repel them? | What do they want out of life that they are certain they’ll never have? | How do they feel about honor?

What sorts of people repel them? Those that prey on the weak, on those weaker than them. 

What do they want out of life that they are certain they’ll never have? A long-term partner. She feels like she had her chance. She knows that no matter how she might want it, it can’t happen with Eli--the separation of universes, and the fact that both of them are control freaks means it would take some kind of miracle for that to happen.

How do they feel about honor?Furia is in between on this issue. She understands the draw and need for honor in some circles, but in her experience all honor does is get people hurt or dead. She won’t shoot someone in the back, but she doesn’t stress over making it a fair fight. 

[bossangelique]

Did he like 'getting his hands dirty', or did he 'have people for that' most of the time?

Father’s day Questions

Benedict was a bit of both. He was a bruiser and loved breaking faces and ribs but he was kinda squicked by gore. He’d be fine as long as the blood was on the inside (where it belongs!) but the moment there was blood he’d be gagging.

Diyva was the one who did the bloody work. She didn’t mind the blood and was good at causing it to flow.

[cats-and-code]

😇 - our muses to go about in disguises (( ;U ))

Heading down to Let’s Pretend wasn’t exactly on Aiden’s ‘to-do’ list for today, but the opportunity to try on a few new silly outfits never stopped being amusing enough for him to deny it.

Not very long after slipping on a wobbly T-Rex mask however, someone all-too familiar graces the edges of his peripheral.

Excitement caught hold of him before he thought to take off the latex head though, and before sense was to be made, Jack is greeted with a VERY excited squealing dinosaur in the middle of the shop.

[saintedfury]

Hathor: What brings you joy? and Cernunnos: What is your favorite animal?

Mythology Asks

Hathor: What brings you joy?Little things. Hot bubble baths in really big tubs. The way the sun feels on your skin in late spring. The first traces of green in the garden. The gentle pressure of a lover’s hand on the small of my back. Meeting the eyes of someone you truly connect with--that deep soulful look that makes you feel like they can see right into your soul. 

Cernunnos: What is your favorite animal?When I was a kid, I begged for a pet--a cat, a dog, a rabbit, bird, hamster. Hell, I even asked for a chicken once, thinking maybe the fact that they lay eggs might make it less of a chore. 

It didn’t work. No chickens, no mice, no pets aside from my brothers that is.

I’m not sure I have a favorite animal really. I’ve always kind of felt a connection to lions, but maybe that’s just cliche. 

[saintedfury]

(💗 What advice would they give a potential partner about making their relationship last if they could with no judgment?) and (👶 Do they want children?)?

Love & Sexuality & Relationship Headcanons

💗 What advice would they give a potential partner about making their relationship last if they could with no judgment?((Facetiously, she might tell them to walk away ... no, run. Save themselves the trouble. She would warn them that she spends too much time in her head and plays her cards close to the vest. And that sometimes it takes a little while to find a rhythm with her, but patience is key. They will figure it out eventually, if they just put in the time and effort. 

She’d warn them that she can be trouble, and that she’ll probably hurt them. But she is worth the struggle if they are willing to see it through.))

👶 Do they want children? ((For a long time, Furia didn’t want children. But at the moment, she’s not sure if she does or not. A lot has changed for her in the last few years, and there are moments when she wonders if maybe she was too hasty in her decision. 

I still doubt she would have them, but she’s been thinking and wondering about it and other things of late.))

[cats-and-code]

📫

📫 for a letter my muse would write about yours to a third party.

    To: R4GN0R0K@decker_usenet.com

     Subject: What the FUCK

M8, I’m pretty sure that I’m not the only undead out here skulking around anymore...I think I met another today.

Not sure if he’s a vampire, but...he didn’t have a heartbeat either. What’s worse, is that I’m pretty sure he’s a spy. I don’t know for whom yet, but chances are, it’s for the bloody Saints. 

Keep an eye out for him. He’s almost solid white, and good looking to boot. Don’t you dare judge me, you’ll see what I mean- if he’s really a spy, then it only makes sense that they would send the best looking one to disarm me.

And before you fucking ask: Yes, I’m serious this time. It’s not the same dodgy guy from under the bridge with the free sex toys. 

[bossangelique]

♪

The march of time was eternal. It did not stop. It did not slow. It went forward as it ever did. As it did things changed. Planets died and were reborn. People died and were lost to time.

Well not all people.

She lived and would live until defeated by another who tried to take her kingdom but with her mahogany skin having long ago grown armor under the surface and her deadly wings and claws, she doubted she would lose easily.

As did Uncle Jack, who was the same as he always was. Uncle Jack was the only one that stayed the same it seemed. Time didn’t touch him.

Evvie wondered sometimes if that bothered him. If it did, he didn’t tell her, that would have been something he would have shared with Papa or Maman. Gods knew it had taken forever to get him to stop seeing her as a child, much less how long it took Joce who stayed tiny and childlike even at her advanced age and lewdness. 

As he was always the same, Uncle Jack was easy to find, it was comforting how little he changed. She could always find him because of it.

And because he never changed, she always knew what gift to get him when she came for visits, a brand new bottle of Demon’s Blood™*

“Uncle! I come bearing gifts, tell me what trouble you’ve been causing this time!” She grinned as she perched on the bar he was sitting at, looking like an over large bird. 

Uncle Jack never changed which meant he was always causing trouble.

*not made from actual demon’s blood