And we're The Demonic Punks

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[thedemonicpunks]

I haven't updated my muse lists in awhile so here's a fresh new list of where you can find me and my most active muses.

Thedemonicpunks (this blog): Semi hiatus but Dreamer and Bernard are slightly around if needed.

@blackparaderunner : My Cinder muse is high activity atm

@izzyfromdeadspace : My Izzy muse is always active and she's accepting new writing partners

@niffty-clean : hazbin hotel muse. Chaotic little ball of rainbows.

@carsonsquad : blog for Izzy's father and his mercenary squad. Open to new partners but low activity. Full of himbos so be warned.

@abyssalmarked : Izzy's grandfather. Interaction is at your own risk. Strong nsfw due to abuse, gore and other villainous deeds. Very dark content. Under 18 dni. Pure villian character.

@thevampyrecynder : my multimuse where I test out new muses and toss those who I don't know where else to put.

@thelightstheydance : Pennywise and IT oc. Low activity. Under 18 dni.

@thechesshiregrin : Cheshire Cat. Horror based independent character. Pure headcanon based. Low activity.

@xendrialwhispers : my nightmare oc. Semi hiatus due to low activity.

@lawofthehook : Captain Hook. Not based in any lore or series. Blend of Peter Pan and POtC themes. Low activity.

@bloodydemonboy : multimuse of monster muses. Low activity. Under 18 dni. Low activity.

@borndonnedinred : malignant oc. Low activity.

@thehighscarecrow : my scarecrow blog that's on semihiatus due to low activity.

@tinypurple : Among us imposter child. Sporadic activity.

@amissavocedraconis : Skyrim dragonborn oc.

Will be updated as needed.

[ycurfriendlyneighbcrhccdmilkman]

Harry had been so kind in helping her out that she felt the need to repay him. Standing on her toes she gently kissed his scarred cheek. "You really are sweet Harry. Thank you for everything."

Harry was NOT expecting this and he turned a bright pink. Even Billy giggled at the sight of the Milkman turning a different shade of color.

“ Harry looks like a strawberry.”

Harry remembered his manners and smiled. He took Dreamer’s hand in his own and like the gentleman he was, he kissed her hand.

“ It’s the least I can do. You needed help and good thing you got bonked near me or you’d still have a bump.”

[thedemonicpunks]

She smiled seeing him turn an adorable shade of pink before Billy started to tease him. It wasn't often she actually kissed people but Harry deserved it for being so kind and taking care of her.

When he kissed her hand it was her turn to blush as her cheeks went dark and her eyes seemed to light up. "Well maybe fate has a strange way of bringing people together who it wants to meet up."

[ycurfriendlyneighbcrhccdmilkman]

That earned Dreamer a look from Harry that was him with his mask falling off. Like everything he tried hiding, tried leaving behind just wouldn’t leave.

Harry took a deep breath, having to close his eyes to control himself. He couldn’t break….he couldn’t…

Billy came up to him looking concerned but Harry smiled as he picked up the kid, having him sit on his lap.

“….There one was a pretty girl from the nice part of town. All of her friends were rich and preppy but she wasn’t like them. She didn’t like the glitz and glam and how fake everything looked.

There was a skinny kid from the rough part of town. The town had bad history but the people there were tough, fair and honest.

She saw him….he saw her…”

Harry lifted up his hand to show Dreamer and Billy his ring.

“….That pretty girl was Tammie….and that skinny guy was me.”

[thedemonicpunks]

She listened to him speak and he seemed so emotional when he did. Like he was exposing some deep dark part of himself that nobody really knew about him. It made her wonder just how many people he'd let into his little bubble over the years.

"She sounds like she was quite the gal. I'm happy you were able to have a life with her." She smiled honestly happy that he'd been able to have a life and a family with his gal. It was more than some people were allowed to have.

Thinking back on her own life she tried to think of a time she actually cared for someone that wasn't just an act. Due to her nature she was always flirty and led people on without thinking about it. It made her kind of sad that she didn't have someone like he did.

[ycurfriendlyneighbcrhccdmilkman]

Harry had such a sad look in his eye. He really had been happy once….

“ The snobs in Sunnyvale were disgusted when she went with me instead of one of the rich guys. There was a guy that was chasing her even when she told him no.

She only had eyes for me….and Tammie was the most gorgeous gal I ever saw…”

A small smile echoed.

“ I got the draft summons and back then…we went to war with gusto. I didn’t want to leave Tammie behind but she told me to get my butt over to Germany or Sicily or wherever those gosh dang Nazis were crawling out of. So I went and got my training as a medic.”

That smile faded.

“….Lost half of my face at the Bulge. Only thing keeping me going was remembering my wife was waiting for me back home…”

His eye shifted to Billy as he booped the kid on the nose of his mask.

“ But guess what was waiting for me back home? Apparently a stork came by to visit after I left home and dropped off two little bundles for us.

I left behind my queen and came home to my queen and my little princesses.”

Harry’s beloved daughters. He loved them more than life. He had lost his face and eye but….he’d lose them again if it meant coming home to a family of his own.

[thedemonicpunks]

She picked up on his sadness and wondered just how bittersweet his past really was. As he spoke more about his past she felt amazed at how much he'd been through.

He'd had it all, a wife and children, before things had gone bad for him. It made something in her chest ache deeply for him. Oh if she could rewind time and give him all that back she'd gather souls for 100 years to pay for it.

Looking between Harry and Billy seeing the almost familial bond they had. It was sweet and she wondered if he saw the little slugger as an almost adoptive son. It would be cute if he did.

"You've been through so much Harry. You're a brave man and any woman would be proud to stand at your side. I bet your wife was an amazing woman to have you and your children." She smiled softly at him. He didn't deserve this curse and if she could help make his and Billy's lives better she would.

[ycurfriendlyneighbcrhccdmilkman]

Harry kept a cheerful mask and peppy attitude....but the biggest smiles hid behind them the saddest souls. He was trying but......it was hard. Thankfully he wasn't alone....

Harry nodded, remembering his wife with a fondness that showed as a gem-like glimmer in his eyes.

" Tammie was.....she was one heck of a gal. Heh.....I remember getting a letter from her and she out a little baby sock in there. Oh man, you should have heard the hootin' and hollering from the guys in my unit."

In a good way though. All his squad mates calling him stud and taking bets on if it was going to be a girl, boy, twins etc. It was a fond memory he had in a time that was brutal and evil.

[thedemonicpunks]

Just listening to him talk about his wife and family made her wonder how he could keep on going without them. Forever was a long time and time was all he really seemed to have now thanks to his curse.

Chewing on her lip she tried to think of some way to help. He didn't quite seem the kind to enjoy her type of music but the band did do a lot of cover songs to earn a bit of extra money in the more reserved communities.

"You know if you want something to do sometime you can come over to one of our rehearsals. We can do some classic oldies cover songs for you. Billy can play with Bernards kids if hes okay with meeting harpy children. And we can all share a huge pizza and just enjoy the vibes."

[valcntines]

this is a social experiment reblog this if u were rping on tumblr before 2016

[thedemonicpunks]

Harry the Milkman acted before he could think. He pulled the other away, automatically checking for damage because the hit was brutal. He could never forget his training in the army and he hated seeing people hurt.

“ Are you okay? That hit looked hard enough to scramble your head!”

(@ycurfriendlyneighbcrhccdmilkman)

(pick a muse any muse lol)

She didn't know what had hit her but damned it fucking hurt. Dazed and needing a moment she sat on the ground and held her head to try and clear it. Hearing someone speaking to her she turned her yellow eyes to him and needed a moment.

"What hit me? Feels like someone threw a taxi at my head."

[ycurfriendlyneighbcrhccdmilkman]

"......Story goes that this town, Shadyside and the neighboring town Sunnyvale used to be one colony called Union. In the 1600s for over three hundred years ago. A plague hit and people thought it was a witch and then a pastor everyone loved ripped his eyes out and killed a bunch of kids.

There was talks of a witch possessing him and....that's where the legend of Sarah Fier and her curse came about. She was hanged and her hand was cut off but she cursed the land and everyone living in Shadyside..."

But a sneer was on his face.

"....We call it her curse but it wasn't Sarah.....it was a rich family called the Goode's. They sold the souls of innocent people to Satan in exchange for power....money. Control..."

That sneer fell to a sad expression as he held up his hand to look at his ring. The only relic he had to.....when he belonged somewhere...

".....For a life they didn't deserve."

The silence was heavy and contrasted deeply with the smile Harry had on. He tried so hard to smash that sadness down, to be the rock for everyone. He never once talked about what happened to him. What the curse had done to him.....what the Goode's had ripped away from him.

Harry took a deep breath, forcing that smile of his back. He couldn't be sad, nope nope nope. Not him. He was the rock...he had to keep going. The army didn't stop because you had bad vibes and even all this time out of the war it was all the same.

Be strong.....and never let history repeat itself.

" Okay, didn't mean for that negativity! No bad energy here, hehe."

[thedemonicpunks]

Her eyes were just wide hearing what he had to say. Maybe it was a mistake to come to this town for their next small-town gig. Just hearing about the history of this place made her unsettled. How could so much pain and suffering happen to one place?

And then he explained the truth she looked horrified. Humans sacrificing the innocent to Satan just for what, power? If this was a pure demonic curse than maybe she could find a way to help them. But this was caused by humans.

"Harry I am so sorry. I don't know if there's much I can do to help. This...curse has had enough time to dig its claws in deep and fester. It isn't right what those people did and if I had shown up here sooner maybe I could have stopped them if I'd known." For all her 500 years of life she'd never come across something like this before. It hurt knowing that people were hurting like this.

And then he was smiling again and acting like nothing happened. Before she could stop herself she was touching his arm gently. "You're a good man Harry. I wish I had the power to help you and Billy to have normal lives again."

[ycurfriendlyneighbcrhccdmilkman]

He gave her a bit of a sad smile.

“ Don’t worry….the family that did this got what was coming to them. I….we can’t control ourselves when we’re summoned. It’s like you’re dreaming but you’re not? Like you know something’s happening but you don’t know what or why or how.

It’s like your body isn’t your own anymore.

…..The guy that cursed a kid named Ryan….he got a knife in the eye. Big one too….stabbed right in his brain.

That broke the curse but I guess once you get cursed that bad you can’t really be normal.

I remember waking up feeling myself again but….everything was wrong. The last thing I remembered was a grassy field and…then I was in a new world.”

[thedemonicpunks]

She just looked at him curiously as he spoke. It sounded horrible to be summoned and to lose what control you had. But she could sympathize with him. When she ended up being summoned in the past she had to do what was needed to complete the deal. Even if she didn't want to. There was blood on her hands and teeth that she didn't dare speak of around them. At least not yet.

"So this curse is forever isn't it? It will always be a part of you no matter how much time passes? I can't imagine how that must feel. I'm sorry Harry. That just sounds like an awful way to live. But I am glad that you were able to regain yourself and can move on in a way."

Chewing on her lip she struggled and strained her mind to try and find some way to help him. There had to be some way to set him and Billy free from this curse so they could have their own lives again. It was going to bother her until she managed to find some way to ease this curse on them.

[ycurfriendlyneighbcrhccdmilkman]

Harry shrugged and tried to look like it didn’t bother him. But he was too honest and open to hide what he really felt.

“….I’ve….I’ve made peace with it. And you know, this time is kind of cool too. Like we’re living in the future which we kind of are…”

He did have a positive outlook on being cursed with immortality.

“ I mean…outside of getting moody once a year I’m perfectly okay. Can’t die, healing from everything, can’t get sick with human stuff.

Might as well use it for good, right?”

[thedemonicpunks]

She tried to think of the positives and not dwell on his pain. So they could live forever now? Maybe she could help keep them company seeing as she was in the same boat. It was the least she could do for him seeing as how kind he'd been to her.

"I know the feeling. I grew up watching the centuries pass by and humanity progressing in leaps and bounds. I was in awe when they first went to the moon."

She looked up at the sky as if they could see said moon at that very moment. "Its been amazing watching time go by. Maybe we can hang out and see what time brings in the coming centuries? I've got the time and nobody to spend it with."

[xendrialwhispers]

Behold the mother of all nightmares. Born before light itself dare shake away the gloom.

Independent and Selective Horror OC

18+ only due to suggestive material and horror/gore elements

Penned by Cynder

[ycurfriendlyneighbcrhccdmilkman]

Harry had been so kind in helping her out that she felt the need to repay him. Standing on her toes she gently kissed his scarred cheek. "You really are sweet Harry. Thank you for everything."

Harry was NOT expecting this and he turned a bright pink. Even Billy giggled at the sight of the Milkman turning a different shade of color.

“ Harry looks like a strawberry.”

Harry remembered his manners and smiled. He took Dreamer’s hand in his own and like the gentleman he was, he kissed her hand.

“ It’s the least I can do. You needed help and good thing you got bonked near me or you’d still have a bump.”

[thedemonicpunks]

She smiled seeing him turn an adorable shade of pink before Billy started to tease him. It wasn't often she actually kissed people but Harry deserved it for being so kind and taking care of her.

When he kissed her hand it was her turn to blush as her cheeks went dark and her eyes seemed to light up. "Well maybe fate has a strange way of bringing people together who it wants to meet up."

[ycurfriendlyneighbcrhccdmilkman]

That earned Dreamer a look from Harry that was him with his mask falling off. Like everything he tried hiding, tried leaving behind just wouldn’t leave.

Harry took a deep breath, having to close his eyes to control himself. He couldn’t break….he couldn’t…

Billy came up to him looking concerned but Harry smiled as he picked up the kid, having him sit on his lap.

“….There one was a pretty girl from the nice part of town. All of her friends were rich and preppy but she wasn’t like them. She didn’t like the glitz and glam and how fake everything looked.

There was a skinny kid from the rough part of town. The town had bad history but the people there were tough, fair and honest.

She saw him….he saw her…”

Harry lifted up his hand to show Dreamer and Billy his ring.

“….That pretty girl was Tammie….and that skinny guy was me.”

[thedemonicpunks]

She listened to him speak and he seemed so emotional when he did. Like he was exposing some deep dark part of himself that nobody really knew about him. It made her wonder just how many people he'd let into his little bubble over the years.

"She sounds like she was quite the gal. I'm happy you were able to have a life with her." She smiled honestly happy that he'd been able to have a life and a family with his gal. It was more than some people were allowed to have.

Thinking back on her own life she tried to think of a time she actually cared for someone that wasn't just an act. Due to her nature she was always flirty and led people on without thinking about it. It made her kind of sad that she didn't have someone like he did.

[ycurfriendlyneighbcrhccdmilkman]

Harry had such a sad look in his eye. He really had been happy once….

“ The snobs in Sunnyvale were disgusted when she went with me instead of one of the rich guys. There was a guy that was chasing her even when she told him no.

She only had eyes for me….and Tammie was the most gorgeous gal I ever saw…”

A small smile echoed.

“ I got the draft summons and back then…we went to war with gusto. I didn’t want to leave Tammie behind but she told me to get my butt over to Germany or Sicily or wherever those gosh dang Nazis were crawling out of. So I went and got my training as a medic.”

That smile faded.

“….Lost half of my face at the Bulge. Only thing keeping me going was remembering my wife was waiting for me back home…”

His eye shifted to Billy as he booped the kid on the nose of his mask.

“ But guess what was waiting for me back home? Apparently a stork came by to visit after I left home and dropped off two little bundles for us.

I left behind my queen and came home to my queen and my little princesses.”

Harry’s beloved daughters. He loved them more than life. He had lost his face and eye but….he’d lose them again if it meant coming home to a family of his own.

[thedemonicpunks]

She picked up on his sadness and wondered just how bittersweet his past really was. As he spoke more about his past she felt amazed at how much he'd been through.

He'd had it all, a wife and children, before things had gone bad for him. It made something in her chest ache deeply for him. Oh if she could rewind time and give him all that back she'd gather souls for 100 years to pay for it.

Looking between Harry and Billy seeing the almost familial bond they had. It was sweet and she wondered if he saw the little slugger as an almost adoptive son. It would be cute if he did.

"You've been through so much Harry. You're a brave man and any woman would be proud to stand at your side. I bet your wife was an amazing woman to have you and your children." She smiled softly at him. He didn't deserve this curse and if she could help make his and Billy's lives better she would.

[thedemonicpunks]

Harry the Milkman acted before he could think. He pulled the other away, automatically checking for damage because the hit was brutal. He could never forget his training in the army and he hated seeing people hurt.

“ Are you okay? That hit looked hard enough to scramble your head!”

(@ycurfriendlyneighbcrhccdmilkman)

(pick a muse any muse lol)

She didn't know what had hit her but damned it fucking hurt. Dazed and needing a moment she sat on the ground and held her head to try and clear it. Hearing someone speaking to her she turned her yellow eyes to him and needed a moment.

"What hit me? Feels like someone threw a taxi at my head."

[ycurfriendlyneighbcrhccdmilkman]

"......Story goes that this town, Shadyside and the neighboring town Sunnyvale used to be one colony called Union. In the 1600s for over three hundred years ago. A plague hit and people thought it was a witch and then a pastor everyone loved ripped his eyes out and killed a bunch of kids.

There was talks of a witch possessing him and....that's where the legend of Sarah Fier and her curse came about. She was hanged and her hand was cut off but she cursed the land and everyone living in Shadyside..."

But a sneer was on his face.

"....We call it her curse but it wasn't Sarah.....it was a rich family called the Goode's. They sold the souls of innocent people to Satan in exchange for power....money. Control..."

That sneer fell to a sad expression as he held up his hand to look at his ring. The only relic he had to.....when he belonged somewhere...

".....For a life they didn't deserve."

The silence was heavy and contrasted deeply with the smile Harry had on. He tried so hard to smash that sadness down, to be the rock for everyone. He never once talked about what happened to him. What the curse had done to him.....what the Goode's had ripped away from him.

Harry took a deep breath, forcing that smile of his back. He couldn't be sad, nope nope nope. Not him. He was the rock...he had to keep going. The army didn't stop because you had bad vibes and even all this time out of the war it was all the same.

Be strong.....and never let history repeat itself.

" Okay, didn't mean for that negativity! No bad energy here, hehe."

[thedemonicpunks]

Her eyes were just wide hearing what he had to say. Maybe it was a mistake to come to this town for their next small-town gig. Just hearing about the history of this place made her unsettled. How could so much pain and suffering happen to one place?

And then he explained the truth she looked horrified. Humans sacrificing the innocent to Satan just for what, power? If this was a pure demonic curse than maybe she could find a way to help them. But this was caused by humans.

"Harry I am so sorry. I don't know if there's much I can do to help. This...curse has had enough time to dig its claws in deep and fester. It isn't right what those people did and if I had shown up here sooner maybe I could have stopped them if I'd known." For all her 500 years of life she'd never come across something like this before. It hurt knowing that people were hurting like this.

And then he was smiling again and acting like nothing happened. Before she could stop herself she was touching his arm gently. "You're a good man Harry. I wish I had the power to help you and Billy to have normal lives again."

[ycurfriendlyneighbcrhccdmilkman]

He gave her a bit of a sad smile.

“ Don’t worry….the family that did this got what was coming to them. I….we can’t control ourselves when we’re summoned. It’s like you’re dreaming but you’re not? Like you know something’s happening but you don’t know what or why or how.

It’s like your body isn’t your own anymore.

…..The guy that cursed a kid named Ryan….he got a knife in the eye. Big one too….stabbed right in his brain.

That broke the curse but I guess once you get cursed that bad you can’t really be normal.

I remember waking up feeling myself again but….everything was wrong. The last thing I remembered was a grassy field and…then I was in a new world.”

[thedemonicpunks]

She just looked at him curiously as he spoke. It sounded horrible to be summoned and to lose what control you had. But she could sympathize with him. When she ended up being summoned in the past she had to do what was needed to complete the deal. Even if she didn't want to. There was blood on her hands and teeth that she didn't dare speak of around them. At least not yet.

"So this curse is forever isn't it? It will always be a part of you no matter how much time passes? I can't imagine how that must feel. I'm sorry Harry. That just sounds like an awful way to live. But I am glad that you were able to regain yourself and can move on in a way."

Chewing on her lip she struggled and strained her mind to try and find some way to help him. There had to be some way to set him and Billy free from this curse so they could have their own lives again. It was going to bother her until she managed to find some way to ease this curse on them.

[ycurfriendlyneighbcrhccdmilkman]

Harry had been so kind in helping her out that she felt the need to repay him. Standing on her toes she gently kissed his scarred cheek. "You really are sweet Harry. Thank you for everything."

Harry was NOT expecting this and he turned a bright pink. Even Billy giggled at the sight of the Milkman turning a different shade of color.

“ Harry looks like a strawberry.”

Harry remembered his manners and smiled. He took Dreamer’s hand in his own and like the gentleman he was, he kissed her hand.

“ It’s the least I can do. You needed help and good thing you got bonked near me or you’d still have a bump.”

[thedemonicpunks]

She smiled seeing him turn an adorable shade of pink before Billy started to tease him. It wasn't often she actually kissed people but Harry deserved it for being so kind and taking care of her.

When he kissed her hand it was her turn to blush as her cheeks went dark and her eyes seemed to light up. "Well maybe fate has a strange way of bringing people together who it wants to meet up."

[ycurfriendlyneighbcrhccdmilkman]

That earned Dreamer a look from Harry that was him with his mask falling off. Like everything he tried hiding, tried leaving behind just wouldn’t leave.

Harry took a deep breath, having to close his eyes to control himself. He couldn’t break….he couldn’t…

Billy came up to him looking concerned but Harry smiled as he picked up the kid, having him sit on his lap.

“….There one was a pretty girl from the nice part of town. All of her friends were rich and preppy but she wasn’t like them. She didn’t like the glitz and glam and how fake everything looked.

There was a skinny kid from the rough part of town. The town had bad history but the people there were tough, fair and honest.

She saw him….he saw her…”

Harry lifted up his hand to show Dreamer and Billy his ring.

“….That pretty girl was Tammie….and that skinny guy was me.”

[thedemonicpunks]

She listened to him speak and he seemed so emotional when he did. Like he was exposing some deep dark part of himself that nobody really knew about him. It made her wonder just how many people he'd let into his little bubble over the years.

"She sounds like she was quite the gal. I'm happy you were able to have a life with her." She smiled honestly happy that he'd been able to have a life and a family with his gal. It was more than some people were allowed to have.

Thinking back on her own life she tried to think of a time she actually cared for someone that wasn't just an act. Due to her nature she was always flirty and led people on without thinking about it. It made her kind of sad that she didn't have someone like he did.

[ycurfriendlyneighbcrhccdmilkman]

Harry had been so kind in helping her out that she felt the need to repay him. Standing on her toes she gently kissed his scarred cheek. "You really are sweet Harry. Thank you for everything."

Harry was NOT expecting this and he turned a bright pink. Even Billy giggled at the sight of the Milkman turning a different shade of color.

“ Harry looks like a strawberry.”

Harry remembered his manners and smiled. He took Dreamer’s hand in his own and like the gentleman he was, he kissed her hand.

“ It’s the least I can do. You needed help and good thing you got bonked near me or you’d still have a bump.”

[thedemonicpunks]

She smiled seeing him turn an adorable shade of pink before Billy started to tease him. It wasn't often she actually kissed people but Harry deserved it for being so kind and taking care of her.

When he kissed her hand it was her turn to blush as her cheeks went dark and her eyes seemed to light up. "Well maybe fate has a strange way of bringing people together who it wants to meet up."

[talesfromthecrypts]

A mental mind fuck can be nice. 

The Rocky Horror Picture Show (1975) dir. Jim Sharmon

[thedemonicpunks]

Harry the Milkman acted before he could think. He pulled the other away, automatically checking for damage because the hit was brutal. He could never forget his training in the army and he hated seeing people hurt.

“ Are you okay? That hit looked hard enough to scramble your head!”

(@ycurfriendlyneighbcrhccdmilkman)

(pick a muse any muse lol)

She didn't know what had hit her but damned it fucking hurt. Dazed and needing a moment she sat on the ground and held her head to try and clear it. Hearing someone speaking to her she turned her yellow eyes to him and needed a moment.

"What hit me? Feels like someone threw a taxi at my head."

[ycurfriendlyneighbcrhccdmilkman]

"......Story goes that this town, Shadyside and the neighboring town Sunnyvale used to be one colony called Union. In the 1600s for over three hundred years ago. A plague hit and people thought it was a witch and then a pastor everyone loved ripped his eyes out and killed a bunch of kids.

There was talks of a witch possessing him and....that's where the legend of Sarah Fier and her curse came about. She was hanged and her hand was cut off but she cursed the land and everyone living in Shadyside..."

But a sneer was on his face.

"....We call it her curse but it wasn't Sarah.....it was a rich family called the Goode's. They sold the souls of innocent people to Satan in exchange for power....money. Control..."

That sneer fell to a sad expression as he held up his hand to look at his ring. The only relic he had to.....when he belonged somewhere...

".....For a life they didn't deserve."

The silence was heavy and contrasted deeply with the smile Harry had on. He tried so hard to smash that sadness down, to be the rock for everyone. He never once talked about what happened to him. What the curse had done to him.....what the Goode's had ripped away from him.

Harry took a deep breath, forcing that smile of his back. He couldn't be sad, nope nope nope. Not him. He was the rock...he had to keep going. The army didn't stop because you had bad vibes and even all this time out of the war it was all the same.

Be strong.....and never let history repeat itself.

" Okay, didn't mean for that negativity! No bad energy here, hehe."

[thedemonicpunks]

Her eyes were just wide hearing what he had to say. Maybe it was a mistake to come to this town for their next small-town gig. Just hearing about the history of this place made her unsettled. How could so much pain and suffering happen to one place?

And then he explained the truth she looked horrified. Humans sacrificing the innocent to Satan just for what, power? If this was a pure demonic curse than maybe she could find a way to help them. But this was caused by humans.

"Harry I am so sorry. I don't know if there's much I can do to help. This...curse has had enough time to dig its claws in deep and fester. It isn't right what those people did and if I had shown up here sooner maybe I could have stopped them if I'd known." For all her 500 years of life she'd never come across something like this before. It hurt knowing that people were hurting like this.

And then he was smiling again and acting like nothing happened. Before she could stop herself she was touching his arm gently. "You're a good man Harry. I wish I had the power to help you and Billy to have normal lives again."

[thedemonicpunks]

Harry the Milkman acted before he could think. He pulled the other away, automatically checking for damage because the hit was brutal. He could never forget his training in the army and he hated seeing people hurt.

“ Are you okay? That hit looked hard enough to scramble your head!”

(@ycurfriendlyneighbcrhccdmilkman)

(pick a muse any muse lol)

She didn't know what had hit her but damned it fucking hurt. Dazed and needing a moment she sat on the ground and held her head to try and clear it. Hearing someone speaking to her she turned her yellow eyes to him and needed a moment.

"What hit me? Feels like someone threw a taxi at my head."

[thedemonicpunks]

She knew next to nothing about him or the child. They just seemed like a found family in her eyes and she found it cute. How long had it been since she'd actually taken time away from her career to just take some time to meet people?

Maybe getting hit in the head was a sign from fate or something else that she needed to take some time and just play human for awhile. When they began to sing she giggled and softly clapped her hands together as if cheering them on. The whole scene was just adorable as all hell.

"I can't wait to see you all grown up and hitting with the big leagues. I'll have to make sure to come to some of your games and cheer you on from the sidelines." Smiling she had no idea if that would happen or not but it was nice to imagine.

[ycurfriendlyneighbcrhccdmilkman]

Billy jumped up and down, his visible eye squinting in childish glee.

“ Yup yup yup! I’m gonna join the Indians and and I’m gonna hit a home run and we’re gonna win the series!”

As happy as Harry was to see Billy excited for the future.....he knew that there was no real future for Billy. Not in the way that he deserved. Harry pulled out from his pocket some money and gave it to Billy.

" Hey Champ, I heard the ice cream truck song earlier down the street. So get yourself something nice and cold."

Harry might as well have hung the moon for Billy because the kid was so happy. He practically bounced his way down the street to get the best ice cream treat there was.

Harry seemed to deflate though, his cheerful smile falling slightly as he looked down at his ring. When he spoke, it was solemn.

"....He's never gonna grow up. He's never going to drive....date....go out there and be free. He's going to be a little kid forever...."

[thedemonicpunks]

She got caught up in his childish glee that she forgot for a moment that she really should keep her distance. Her double fangs popped out in her smile before she could stop it. He was just too cute and she had great hopes for his future.

Watching him bounce down the street to go get some ice cream she hoped he could get the best one because he deserved it. She must have been smiling too much because her head began to ache and she had to hold where she'd gotten hit for a moment to try and ease the ache.

But then Harry dropped the bombshell. Billy wasn't ever going to grow up to have his dreams happen. That broke her heart and it was visible in the way her eyes seemed to soften and look glassy for a moment.

"I'm so sorry. I wish there was something I could do to help. Is it something bad thats keeping him as a child? Or is he sick?" Oh gods if he was sick and she made him think that he could live forever she would feel awful.

[ycurfriendlyneighbcrhccdmilkman]

Harry shook his head. No….Billy wasn’t going to die. He was going to live forever. But that was the problem…

“ No…he isn’t sick.”

It was obvious that Harry was fighting himself internally to open up about it. Especially since whatever happened to Billy….also happened to him.

“…..Have you ever heard of the Curse of Sarah Fier?”

That wretched poem….the sneers that even he remembered from generations prior. An almost chilling shine reflected in his one eye.

“ Before the witch's final breath, she found a way to cheat her death.

By cutting off her wicked hand, she kept her grip upon her land.

She reaches from beyond the grave, to make good men her wicked slaves.

She'll take your blood, she'll take your head.

She'll follow you until you're dead!".

His head turned so he could look at her with his eye, his expression very grave. He really thumbed his ring now, desperate to keep that unholy rage quiet.

“ Billy was ten in 1922….and he’s stayed ten ever since. I was thirty-nine in 1950….but I got the chance to live. He never did. Because of that curse…”

[thedemonicpunks]

She looked confused when he said that Billy wasn't sick. How was he going to remain a child then? Was there some kind of curse or magic involved? Just what had she stumbled into by getting knocked upside the head?

"Sarah Fier?" She asked looking lost. Was she supposed to know this person. In all the centuries she'd been alive she had never heard that name before. But then he recited some kind of poem that made the hairs on the back of her neck stand up. It was chilling and there was a reason she never messed with witches.

"So you're saying that this curse is keeping both you and Billy from growing older? I don't know much about witches, demons are more what I know about, but this sounds like very dangerous magics. I'm sorry you have to suffer through all this. Is there any way I could help?"

[thedemonicpunks]

Harry the Milkman acted before he could think. He pulled the other away, automatically checking for damage because the hit was brutal. He could never forget his training in the army and he hated seeing people hurt.

“ Are you okay? That hit looked hard enough to scramble your head!”

(@ycurfriendlyneighbcrhccdmilkman)

(pick a muse any muse lol)

She didn't know what had hit her but damned it fucking hurt. Dazed and needing a moment she sat on the ground and held her head to try and clear it. Hearing someone speaking to her she turned her yellow eyes to him and needed a moment.

"What hit me? Feels like someone threw a taxi at my head."

[thedemonicpunks]

She knew next to nothing about him or the child. They just seemed like a found family in her eyes and she found it cute. How long had it been since she'd actually taken time away from her career to just take some time to meet people?

Maybe getting hit in the head was a sign from fate or something else that she needed to take some time and just play human for awhile. When they began to sing she giggled and softly clapped her hands together as if cheering them on. The whole scene was just adorable as all hell.

"I can't wait to see you all grown up and hitting with the big leagues. I'll have to make sure to come to some of your games and cheer you on from the sidelines." Smiling she had no idea if that would happen or not but it was nice to imagine.

[ycurfriendlyneighbcrhccdmilkman]

Billy jumped up and down, his visible eye squinting in childish glee.

“ Yup yup yup! I’m gonna join the Indians and and I’m gonna hit a home run and we’re gonna win the series!”

As happy as Harry was to see Billy excited for the future.....he knew that there was no real future for Billy. Not in the way that he deserved. Harry pulled out from his pocket some money and gave it to Billy.

" Hey Champ, I heard the ice cream truck song earlier down the street. So get yourself something nice and cold."

Harry might as well have hung the moon for Billy because the kid was so happy. He practically bounced his way down the street to get the best ice cream treat there was.

Harry seemed to deflate though, his cheerful smile falling slightly as he looked down at his ring. When he spoke, it was solemn.

"....He's never gonna grow up. He's never going to drive....date....go out there and be free. He's going to be a little kid forever...."

[thedemonicpunks]

She got caught up in his childish glee that she forgot for a moment that she really should keep her distance. Her double fangs popped out in her smile before she could stop it. He was just too cute and she had great hopes for his future.

Watching him bounce down the street to go get some ice cream she hoped he could get the best one because he deserved it. She must have been smiling too much because her head began to ache and she had to hold where she'd gotten hit for a moment to try and ease the ache.

But then Harry dropped the bombshell. Billy wasn't ever going to grow up to have his dreams happen. That broke her heart and it was visible in the way her eyes seemed to soften and look glassy for a moment.

"I'm so sorry. I wish there was something I could do to help. Is it something bad thats keeping him as a child? Or is he sick?" Oh gods if he was sick and she made him think that he could live forever she would feel awful.

[thedemonicpunks]

Harry the Milkman acted before he could think. He pulled the other away, automatically checking for damage because the hit was brutal. He could never forget his training in the army and he hated seeing people hurt.

“ Are you okay? That hit looked hard enough to scramble your head!”

(@ycurfriendlyneighbcrhccdmilkman)

(pick a muse any muse lol)

She didn't know what had hit her but damned it fucking hurt. Dazed and needing a moment she sat on the ground and held her head to try and clear it. Hearing someone speaking to her she turned her yellow eyes to him and needed a moment.

"What hit me? Feels like someone threw a taxi at my head."

[thedemonicpunks]

She knew next to nothing about him or the child. They just seemed like a found family in her eyes and she found it cute. How long had it been since she'd actually taken time away from her career to just take some time to meet people?

Maybe getting hit in the head was a sign from fate or something else that she needed to take some time and just play human for awhile. When they began to sing she giggled and softly clapped her hands together as if cheering them on. The whole scene was just adorable as all hell.

"I can't wait to see you all grown up and hitting with the big leagues. I'll have to make sure to come to some of your games and cheer you on from the sidelines." Smiling she had no idea if that would happen or not but it was nice to imagine.

[thedemonicpunks]

Harry the Milkman acted before he could think. He pulled the other away, automatically checking for damage because the hit was brutal. He could never forget his training in the army and he hated seeing people hurt.

“ Are you okay? That hit looked hard enough to scramble your head!”

(@ycurfriendlyneighbcrhccdmilkman)

(pick a muse any muse lol)

She didn't know what had hit her but damned it fucking hurt. Dazed and needing a moment she sat on the ground and held her head to try and clear it. Hearing someone speaking to her she turned her yellow eyes to him and needed a moment.

"What hit me? Feels like someone threw a taxi at my head."

[ycurfriendlyneighbcrhccdmilkman]

“ I think that was Billy. But don’t worry, it wasn’t a car. He just wanted to play some stickball. Probably aimed the ball too high…”

Harry gently pushed her shoulders down with his own scarred hands.

“ Don’t get up. Open your eyes and follow my finger. Can you do that?”

He held a thing finger in front of his nose, needing to see if her ability to track was okay.

[thedemonicpunks]

"Stickball?" Had someone actually hit her with a ball? Damn they must have one hell of a swing to cause that kind of pain.

When he pushed her shoulders down she stopped trying to move and just looked up at him. Did he have some medical training? Maybe she should do as he says to make sure she was alright.

"Okay." Staring at his finger she followed it as he moved it. Doing her best to only move her eyes she figured she was going to have one hell of a bruise before too long.

[ycurfriendlyneighbcrhccdmilkman]

” Yup! Kid loves baseball. Doesn’t get to play it a lot so he gets a little too excited. But don’t worry, his pitch ain’t nearly as good as his swing.”

Harry seemed satisfied that the hit didn’t knock her completely stupid. His one eye watched her very closely before he relented.

“ Okay so I think you’re okay. Doesn’t look like it hit hard. I have a kit so let me slap a bandaid on that bump before it starts hurting worse.”

Harry popped open his combat medic kit. It was a relic of a different era, but he knew it like someone knew the back of their hand. He took out some numbing cream and applied it to the wound before putting a bandage over the already nasty-looking bruise.

“ You’re gonna have a headache but I think you’re gonna live.”

[thedemonicpunks]

"Well he may not play it much but he definitely has the swing of a professional player. Maybe he should think about joining a team and getting out into the big leagues?" She couldn't be upset at a kid for something that wasn't intentional.

Brushing some of her two toned hair away from the bruise she flinched a bit as her nails grazed against it. Oh she would need to ice that as soon as she got home.

"I really appreciate the help. Most people would have probably just laughed and gone on about their day after seeing me get beamed by that ball." Letting him do what he needed she kept still and waited until he put the bandage on.

"Thanks again. I really should be getting on though. I've got a concert in a few days and still need to practice a bit."

[ycurfriendlyneighbcrhccdmilkman]

There was an almost sad look in his eye as she said this. Harry thumbed a wedding ring he had on his finger, his voice low.

“ Yeah….he’d like that…”

Thankfully the moment went as fast as it came and he put on a friendly face again.

“ Heh, first thing they teach you in the Rangers is always lead the way. And that’s what I do. Can’t have people getting bonked on the noodle and not give them help.”

As for heading home to practice…

“ I wouldn’t recommend anything today. It was just a bump but stressing it might make it worse. Let me walk you home so I know you won’t fall in the street, okay?”

[thedemonicpunks]

She didn't notice the brief look of sadness on his face as she was trying to feel around her bruise to tell just how far it had spread. Would makeup cover it if it didn't go down in time for her show? She couldn't just go on stage with her head colored with blacks and purples.

"Rangers? Is that some branch of the military?" She wondered out loud. It would make sense that he knew so much about medicine if he had been in some form of armed service. And it helped her to feel more comfortable around him. Military men were always the kindest that she'd met.

Carefully getting to her feet she smiled at him. "Of course. If you want to walk me home I would see that as a true kindness. My trailer isn't too far from here but I would appreciate the company. I'm Dreamer by the way."

[ycurfriendlyneighbcrhccdmilkman]

” Yup. Army Ranger medic. Basically when the guys got dropped into Hell, we went in and dragged them out and administered aide. It’s…..not for everyone.”

Not that he had had a choice in the draft but Harry hated violence. He’d rather save lives than take them. So he was more than willing to focus on combat medicine on the field than picking up a gun.

Harry offered Dreamer a kind, yet dorky smile despite how awkward he looked.

“ Nice to meet you Dreamer. I’m Harry.”

He offered her his hand. Though at that moment a small figure was walking up behind Harry, holding a baseball bat. His face hidden behind a vintage mask as he looked like he was trying to be all sneaky.

” Harry?”

The little boy’s voice was a nervous squeak but immediately it got Harry’s attention. Like the dad he had been in another life, the scarred Milkman turned, kneeling on one knee so he could be at the kid’s eye level.

“ You okay champ?”

The kid looked really shy, holding his baseball bat close like a teddy bear.

”… Did I hurt the lady?”

[thedemonicpunks]

Her eyes widened a bit hearing what branch of military he had been in. "Well thank you for your service. I don't think I've ever met someone from that branch before." Thinking back on the centuries she'd been alive she couldn't remember ever meeting a ranger or a medic.

When he smiled and offered his hand she smiled as well and reached out to take his hand in hers. Hearing the small voice she paused and looked over to the child that had snuck up on them. Instantly switching to a more softer expression she didn't want to scare him away.

"Well hello there little one. Don't worry it was just an accident and I'll be okay. Got a bit of a bump but nothing serious." She smiled but kept her fangs hidden from the child. Harry must know him very well to slip into what looked like a father figure stance and expression. It was adorable and made her almost wish she had a family of her own.

[ycurfriendlyneighbcrhccdmilkman]

Harry’s eye had a look of genuine appreciation. It…wasn’t often that that part of his life was reflected on. Though at the mention of never meeting another Ranger…

“ Well, I guess you can say you finally met one! Oh man, wait ‘til I tell you about this one unlucky guy from Palermo me and the others ran into after Omaha…”

But first, it’s time to focus back on the future baseball player. The little kid looked bashful even behind that weird mask of his.

“ Uncle Isaac says it’s always good to apologize because you never know if you hurt someone’s feelings. I’m sorry.”

Harry smiled as he pat him on the head.

“ Don’t worry kiddo, nobody got hurt bad. No harm no foul, right?”

He stood up, taking the kid’s hand into his own.

“ Dreamer, this is the famous baseball player Mr. Billy Barker. He’s gonna outswing even Babe Ruth one day.”

[thedemonicpunks]

She always loved meeting new people who did different things. It was one of the main reasons she stayed up on the human world. People were just amazing and always seemed to surprise her with their differing ways of life. An army ranger medic was something to be proud of. He survived and saved others as well. In her eyes she put him up to being a hero in human terms.

When he focused on the child she smiled again and gave him an appreciative look. "Wow you really do have one heck of a swing little man. I can just see you beating out Babe Ruth any day of the week. Heck, I can just see him clambering to get your autograph one day."

Looking between the two of them she almost seemed happy to have been knocked senseless. She got to meet the two of them and they were very interesting people indeed. Maybe she could catch one of Billy's games when he got older and cheer from the stands for him.

[thedemonicpunks]

Harry the Milkman acted before he could think. He pulled the other away, automatically checking for damage because the hit was brutal. He could never forget his training in the army and he hated seeing people hurt.

“ Are you okay? That hit looked hard enough to scramble your head!”

(@ycurfriendlyneighbcrhccdmilkman)

(pick a muse any muse lol)

She didn't know what had hit her but damned it fucking hurt. Dazed and needing a moment she sat on the ground and held her head to try and clear it. Hearing someone speaking to her she turned her yellow eyes to him and needed a moment.

"What hit me? Feels like someone threw a taxi at my head."

[ycurfriendlyneighbcrhccdmilkman]

“ I think that was Billy. But don’t worry, it wasn’t a car. He just wanted to play some stickball. Probably aimed the ball too high…”

Harry gently pushed her shoulders down with his own scarred hands.

“ Don’t get up. Open your eyes and follow my finger. Can you do that?”

He held a thing finger in front of his nose, needing to see if her ability to track was okay.

[thedemonicpunks]

"Stickball?" Had someone actually hit her with a ball? Damn they must have one hell of a swing to cause that kind of pain.

When he pushed her shoulders down she stopped trying to move and just looked up at him. Did he have some medical training? Maybe she should do as he says to make sure she was alright.

"Okay." Staring at his finger she followed it as he moved it. Doing her best to only move her eyes she figured she was going to have one hell of a bruise before too long.

[ycurfriendlyneighbcrhccdmilkman]

” Yup! Kid loves baseball. Doesn’t get to play it a lot so he gets a little too excited. But don’t worry, his pitch ain’t nearly as good as his swing.”

Harry seemed satisfied that the hit didn’t knock her completely stupid. His one eye watched her very closely before he relented.

“ Okay so I think you’re okay. Doesn’t look like it hit hard. I have a kit so let me slap a bandaid on that bump before it starts hurting worse.”

Harry popped open his combat medic kit. It was a relic of a different era, but he knew it like someone knew the back of their hand. He took out some numbing cream and applied it to the wound before putting a bandage over the already nasty-looking bruise.

“ You’re gonna have a headache but I think you’re gonna live.”

[thedemonicpunks]

"Well he may not play it much but he definitely has the swing of a professional player. Maybe he should think about joining a team and getting out into the big leagues?" She couldn't be upset at a kid for something that wasn't intentional.

Brushing some of her two toned hair away from the bruise she flinched a bit as her nails grazed against it. Oh she would need to ice that as soon as she got home.

"I really appreciate the help. Most people would have probably just laughed and gone on about their day after seeing me get beamed by that ball." Letting him do what he needed she kept still and waited until he put the bandage on.

"Thanks again. I really should be getting on though. I've got a concert in a few days and still need to practice a bit."

[ycurfriendlyneighbcrhccdmilkman]

There was an almost sad look in his eye as she said this. Harry thumbed a wedding ring he had on his finger, his voice low.

“ Yeah….he’d like that…”

Thankfully the moment went as fast as it came and he put on a friendly face again.

“ Heh, first thing they teach you in the Rangers is always lead the way. And that’s what I do. Can’t have people getting bonked on the noodle and not give them help.”

As for heading home to practice…

“ I wouldn’t recommend anything today. It was just a bump but stressing it might make it worse. Let me walk you home so I know you won’t fall in the street, okay?”

[thedemonicpunks]

She didn't notice the brief look of sadness on his face as she was trying to feel around her bruise to tell just how far it had spread. Would makeup cover it if it didn't go down in time for her show? She couldn't just go on stage with her head colored with blacks and purples.

"Rangers? Is that some branch of the military?" She wondered out loud. It would make sense that he knew so much about medicine if he had been in some form of armed service. And it helped her to feel more comfortable around him. Military men were always the kindest that she'd met.

Carefully getting to her feet she smiled at him. "Of course. If you want to walk me home I would see that as a true kindness. My trailer isn't too far from here but I would appreciate the company. I'm Dreamer by the way."

[ycurfriendlyneighbcrhccdmilkman]

” Yup. Army Ranger medic. Basically when the guys got dropped into Hell, we went in and dragged them out and administered aide. It’s…..not for everyone.”

Not that he had had a choice in the draft but Harry hated violence. He’d rather save lives than take them. So he was more than willing to focus on combat medicine on the field than picking up a gun.

Harry offered Dreamer a kind, yet dorky smile despite how awkward he looked.

“ Nice to meet you Dreamer. I’m Harry.”

He offered her his hand. Though at that moment a small figure was walking up behind Harry, holding a baseball bat. His face hidden behind a vintage mask as he looked like he was trying to be all sneaky.

” Harry?”

The little boy’s voice was a nervous squeak but immediately it got Harry’s attention. Like the dad he had been in another life, the scarred Milkman turned, kneeling on one knee so he could be at the kid’s eye level.

“ You okay champ?”

The kid looked really shy, holding his baseball bat close like a teddy bear.

”… Did I hurt the lady?”

[thedemonicpunks]

Her eyes widened a bit hearing what branch of military he had been in. "Well thank you for your service. I don't think I've ever met someone from that branch before." Thinking back on the centuries she'd been alive she couldn't remember ever meeting a ranger or a medic.

When he smiled and offered his hand she smiled as well and reached out to take his hand in hers. Hearing the small voice she paused and looked over to the child that had snuck up on them. Instantly switching to a more softer expression she didn't want to scare him away.

"Well hello there little one. Don't worry it was just an accident and I'll be okay. Got a bit of a bump but nothing serious." She smiled but kept her fangs hidden from the child. Harry must know him very well to slip into what looked like a father figure stance and expression. It was adorable and made her almost wish she had a family of her own.

[thedemonicpunks]

Morning After Sentence Starters

For those of us who don’t give a shit about sex or weird sexual memes

Dude do you remember how far she barfed across the karaoke stage? It’s on Youtube now.

Why is my wallet filled with I.O.U’s and lipstick?

Don’t remember how I got home but now I have a giant inflatable duck filling half my apartment.

What happened last night? Dude I’m pretty sure this isn’t our apartment.

Please don’t hang up! I don’t know how to explain this other then…well…I’m in Canada and apparently wanted for stealing a moose.

Not to be weird but you snore like a bear whose shot up on heroin and thrown into a blender.

Morning asshole! Guess who just took a shit in your toilet and drank all your milk? This guy!

Last night was almost as awesome as waking up to this cat on my face. I’m keeping her.

Not sure what we did last night but apparently your brother’s been arrested and my fridge is full of Tang.

When the fuck did we steal a bread truck?

Now whose the idiot who got their ass handcuffed to a goat?

Goodmorn….Holy fucking shit he’s dead!

I’m still drunk from last night. Let’s go paint-balling again!

Okay long story short…I may have made out with your mom and punched out your dad. But at least we got pop-tarts out of it.

Good news: I can fit into your clothes. Bad news: Mine are in your washing machine and it’s leaking blood.

When did we adopt a cat and a small child? Are they together? Whose kid is this?

Good morning! Don’t get up because apparently that fall you took last night might have broken something…

Why is there a stripper Jesus passed out in our pool?

Don’t freak out, but, somehow I found a grenade last night and kinda…sorta blew up your boss’ car.

Whoops I found a penis.

There’s five miles to walk home, one pair of panties, and sixteen cents between us. Let’s rock.