smirkingwinchester:

sorry guys I’m not dead. just super x__x recently with work.

feel free to like if I owe. or if it’s been so long and you want to drop, I completely understand.

I’m open to starting new threads btw, especially if I’ve forgotten and in the process accidentally dropped. feel free to message me on any of my blogs or skype (hellsmostwanted).

*loves on all you beautiful followers*

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Acoustic Night at the Bar // Kin and Asher

hailtothenine:

Drake was busy packing up their equipment and taking it out the back door to their van. Mean while Kin was passing out flyers for their next gig. It was at a local club and this time the whole band would be there. “It’s gonna be awesome. If you like this, you’ll love the next show. I promise!” She grinned at a couple as they left.

The singer turned when her attention was caught by a voice. Dark eyes looked over the older man, a slight glint entering them. “Hey there. I’m glad you liked it.” Kin was never a shy girl and when she liked someone she liked, she was willing to see how things would go. And the man in front of her was delicious man candy.

Pausing for a moment to write her phone number on a flyer, the singer handed it to her. “If you want, we’re having another show in a few weeks. At the club on the corner of Main Street. It would be great if you could come.” Drake passed by, grabbing his guitar and gave the girl a look. She shrugged him off.

"Now if you’ll excuse, I need a drink. All that singing wears a girl out." Kin winked at Asher and walked off to the bar. She was curious to see if he would follow her or not.

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"It was hard not to," he admitted, the angel silently cursing himself for approaching her. He’d never been one to flirt, let alone socialize in an “appropriate” manner. That’s mainly why he kept to his studies. Written language was much easier. “Your voice is really distracting. And well, I came here for a distraction so…it was perfect.”

Asher swallowed, the angel giving her a nervous smile as he took the flyer from her- careful not to brush her hand. He didn’t realize, not until dark eyes widened- taking in the scribbled numbers at the bottom. He played it cool- or rather, he tried to. "I’d love to. My life tends to be very boring."

He chuckled, a sheepish smile spreading as he watched the interaction between the two of them. He felt like he was intruding somehow. Perhaps his age had something to do with it, though the difference couldn’t have been too far off- at least, in Earth’s time. "I could always use some excitement."

The angel ignored the way his cheeks were burning. His instincts were screaming for him to run the other direction. He wasn’t good at this. As his friends liked to tell him, he wasn’t the “wooing” type. Yet here she was,  flirting with him. Even if he wasn’t good at it, he wasn’t oblivious completely.

'Shit.' It dawned on him then. Even if he wanted to leave- which if he was being honest with himself, that was the last thing he wanted to do- he didn’t know her name. If he left now, the girl with the flaming red hair and the siren’s voice, would always remain a mystery to him- as though she would always remain a vexation of his mind.

The angel allowed himself a small sigh and joined her at the bar. “You know, I never caught your name.” A playful smirk threatened his lips as he held out his hand. “I’m Asher. Maybe I could…get you a drink?  To make up for my brashness.”

 

My muse has been transformed into a child through the use of magic or a wayward experiment! Come into my ask box with your muse’s reaction to finding mine suddenly de-aged

unseelielibrarian:

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color-division:

Hugh Dancy being cute, as usual, in the Post Mortem interview (x)

mugglescantseethis:

mendedpixie:

ELSA’S. WEDDING. DRESS.
ELSA INSPIRED WEDDING DRESS.
FROZEN CREEPS INTO FASHION.
LOOK AT THAT.

I would wear the shit out of that dress. oh my god.

mugglescantseethis:

mendedpixie:

ELSA’S. WEDDING. DRESS.

ELSA INSPIRED WEDDING DRESS.

FROZEN CREEPS INTO FASHION.

LOOK AT THAT.

I would wear the shit out of that dress. oh my god.

Lights Will Guide You Home // Billie and Belial (Shadow Love)

childrenofkin:

Her hands immediately clung onto his shirt, not wanting to be suddenly separated from him. She smiled sadly up at him. “Our pain is behind us. The past is the past and we will keep moving forward, hoping and working for a brighter future.” Already she was speaking the words of a true Queen.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, brushing her lips along his in return. “Mom always explained this feeling to me. That when I met my mate, I would know. Turns out he was right next to me all this time and I didn’t know it until recently.” Billie smiled sadly.

Please don’t fight it. I’ve given up the fight years ago.' She deepened the kiss between them. 'I love you too, Belial. I will fight until my dying day to have you by my side. I need you. More than you will ever know.' Her fingers played with his hair, glancing up at him.

Billie smiled softly, leaning up to kiss him softly. “I will treasure it always. Just like I know you will do the same with mine.”

"You’ll always have a bright life ahead of you. I’ve never doubted that." He returned her smile, the angel gently cupping her cheek. He’d felt so wrong- like he was betraying the very ones that taught him love, loyalty, and forgiveness. He’d felt perverse ever since his love for her as a niece changed into something deeper- inevitable even. Perhaps his grace had always known, maybe that was why her soul always shone brighter than the others. “Listen to you. Already you sound like your mother.” 

Belial searched her eyes, swallowing as he processed her words. There was a finality to them. Though he’d known, at least subconsciously, that didn’t ease the pressure weighing down on him. She was his responsibility. If any harm came to her, the fault would be his own to bare. Gently, the angel ran his fingers through her hair- just breathing her in. 'Love is blind. You couldn't have expected this. Just as I never expected you to return my love.' 

The angel pulled back, ignoring the tears that fell so freely. "You shall not die. That I promise you," he whispered, smiling as her fingers danced in his hair- as if they were made for that purpose. The comfort she brought him- the love and irrational happiness that swelled within him by her presence- Belial had never experienced anything like her. And he knew that he never would. His life- his purpose- was staring back at him offering love and acceptance that he could only dream of. 

He brought her hand to his lips, gently kissing that soft, perfect skin. "I couldn’t fight you, even if I wanted to. You’re strong Princess. Stronger than anyone I’ve ever met." He hummed, the angel’s lips curving into a smile as he stole another chaste kiss. "I will defend your heart above all else. It will be my most prized possession. Always." 

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Belial pulled her close, his arms gently wrapping around her. He shut his eyes, and slowly swayed their bodies- as if they were dancing. "Everything I have is yours. Now and forever. All you have to do is ask." 

Paradise Lost

childrenofkin:

Lexi smiled, glancing down at their hands. She couldn’t understand why this felt so natural for her. A small frown tugged at her lips when the other moved away, but she shook it off. “Alright. I guess I can’t stop you then.” The hybrid smiled softly and nodded. “They’ll love you, I promise. And they will do everything in their power to make sure things aren’t uncomfortable for you. Actually now that I think about it, my parents met like this too.”

The Rebel shook her head. “It’s one of the easiest ways to enter Hell. And more precise. Normal portals used to sometimes drop you so far from your desired point. It’s stupid really. But with these you just step on them and they’ll take you where you want to go. And no, they don’t hurt.” Lexi reached over and took her hand again, giving it a reassuring squeeze. “You’re fine. And I see a girl who is scared and needs my help.” She stomped onto the bead, breaking it and allowing a blue smoke to surround her.

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The angel shook her head, a sigh leaving her. "No they won’t. My parents didn’t." The angel’s smile faltered, eyes widening as she processed Lexi’s words. She wasn’t sure why they had such an affect on her, or why her cheeks were suddenly much warmer than they were. "They must have had quite the story." She brushed her hair behind her ear, a shy smile finding its way on her lips. “I think I’d like to hear it…if you don’t mind. I’d like to know more about them.”

She looked down, the angel chewing on her lip. She knew that they weren’t like the enemies she’d been told to fear. She’d been wrong…about everything. If Hell was so evil, why did the princess just save her life? Why was she taking her to the sanctuary of her Kingdom. "I’ve been told so many things. I don’t know what’s real anymore."

Emilee squeezed Lexi’s hand a little tighter than intended, her body unconsciously pressing closer to her heroine. She’d heard of magic- fairytales as her mother liked to call them. But she’d never seen anything outside of the Golden Paradise she once knew. There was undeniable excitement coursing through her. But fear also resided. Whatever waited on the other side of that portal was her life now. She could only hope that her trust wasn’t misplaced.

Her breath caught, the angel’s arms coming around Lexi as she trembled against her. It wasn’t until she felt warmth around her that the angel slowly pulled back. Dark eyes widened, a wide grin spreading as the angel was consumed by beauty. It was a castle, one with beauty and glory second only to Heaven.

Emilee stepped toward it without thinking. “This is it?” She turned, beaming at Lexi. "This is your home?"