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my favourite ever literary trope is “you want me to be a villain? i’ll show you a villain” that shit gives me goosebumps and given the right context also turns me on
Anonymous asked:
✘ If you could go ten years back in time and tell your younger self one thing, what would it be?
"Never run from anything immortal, it attracts their attention."
Anonymous asked:
✘ Who's your favorite demon?
🎶 "Oh Father please don't make me choose..." 🎶
"Mal."
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My muse has to tell nothing but the truth for 10 asks.
Ask them funny questions, get personal, query about the people around them or pester them for their deepest darkest secrets - go wild! Include ✘ with the asks!
"So the secret t'a smooth mirror glaze is pourin' it over the pastry RIGHT when it hits the target temperature." Those eclairs laid out on the kitchen counter look damn tasty, but they're missing one CRUCIAL element: the dark blue galaxy glaze that Toni's just finished mixing together. "We wanna cool it down t'about 33 degrees celsius before we use it --- what's the thermometer say it's at?"
“Uh, 45? 43.” The way Toni is watching the thermometer suggests she is taking this baking session far more seriously than is honestly necessary. They’re eclairs, not explosives.
She watches the thermometer like a cat tracking prey, and is rushing to pour it over the eclairs the second she sees 33. It’s not the neatest it could be, hurried as she is to make sure she does everything at the right temperature. Still, it seems to be sticking, overall.
“Did it work?”
“And with my god? He has one big threat. Eternal torture.” The words were emphasised with jazz hands. “Problem is, I get that no matter what. ... So He’s got no power at all any more.”
That time my muse said something and I realised there was no coming back from it.
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One day she discovered that she was fierce and strong and full of fire - and that not even she could hold herself back because her passion burned brighter than her fears.
Mark Anthony (via onlinecounsellingcollege)
Anonymous asked:
What’s the worst thing you’ve ever done?
“How in the world am I supposed to answer that question? By what standards?”
Underneath Toni's tree is tucked the normal, massive array of homemade holiday treats that the Ciphers always leave. In addition, there's a jewelry box holding a bright rose-gold necklace chain with a ruby pendant and black amethyst accents. The wards etched within the gemstone should protect her from the wrath of demons and most minor gods whenever she wears it. There's a tag attached of course: "Merry Christmas, Toni! From, The Ciphers"
Had they left this here after the party? Antonia wonders, taking the treats to join the seemingly endless stack of her own creations in the kitchen. She really is going to need to find something else to occupy her for a few days.
The necklace she sits down to look over carefully, eyes lighting up as she reads the instructions that came with it. It’s very pretty, and certainly useful, though she is wondering how much magic jewellery she can get away with wearing at once before people start paying attention to it. Especially when it’s all mixed stones and metals.
...She’ll have to start carrying them in a pouch or something for emergencies.
Send me a ■ and the muse will say aloud the first thing they think internally about your character.
“I swear you’re gonna sleepwalk into hell.”
Ninat!
Send me a ■ and the muse will say aloud the first thing they think internally about your character.
“How do you stab magic out of things with your wings? They looked so gentle?”
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sobeitjayt
Yeah you look good but ya soul dont
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[There is a large lump on the kitchen counter, covered in a sheet of shiny wrapping paper and clumsily looped with a red ribbon. Beneath it, Toni will find a brand new professional grade KitchenAid mixer, and a note: ‘For cookies -Ray’.]
She’s laughing. This is clearly a little self-serving from the demon, and yet it doesn’t matter in the slightest. It will come in very useful, that’s for sure.
Like right now. Because of course the best thank you would be a fresh batch of cookies.