iveneverhadtheoccasion:

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dolcetters:

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dolcetters:

(( Watching Martel and Dol be cute.

omg they’re happy

and then remember dream Jess had last night

and

oh ))

“It’s the middle of summer, why the hell am I so —damn— cold?”

iveneverhadtheoccasion:

She looked generally concerned. Confused even. Maybe she was a heavy believer, then again if someone told you your god was lost how would you react? It was perfectly sensible.

“Well like I said, salt is one of them. To prevent demons and ghosts from entering your house, use salt. Block off the entrances and windows. If you ever encounter a vampire, cut off it’s head. Only way to kill it. Sometimes though they have descending fangs, so they can disguise as regular mortals.” he began. He drew out an anti possession circle on the ground for her. “This will prevent possessions from demons. You should get a necklace of one, or perhaps a tattoo.” he suggested.

“I think I’ve had my fill of tattoos, but a necklace sounds reasonable.” Salt. Was it possible salt could have kept that damned monster away that whole time? That he could be stopped just by sprinkling some across an entrance? Regardless, she knelt and studied the circle, a cold chill running up her spine as she thought more about it— there were more things out there like Wrath, and they sounded a whole hell of a lot harder to deal with. Demons. Ghosts. 

“So all that stuff is real? Not just demons and the cardinal sins, but vampires, werewolves and witches? —All of those things?” Why was she questioning him in the first place? She herself wasn’t human, and he was a freaking angel. Weren’t they supposed to be honest and true? He’d gain nothing from decieving her. “—” She huffed and drew her knife absently. “..I’m gonna need a bigger weapon.” 

dolcetters:

“Fine, fine.” 

He chuckled, cupping her face and pulling her in for a light kiss. 

“There. Y’happy?”

“Overwhelmingly.” she answered, after she returned the soft kiss, touching her forehead to his.

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[[ I gotta mess to clean up so I’ll be right back xD ]]

iveneverhadtheoccasion:

“I like to think myself so anyways.” he said, glancing at her when she shot up the question. He had those questions certainly, why after seeing Anna he had his doubts. He knew these emotions and felt them so well. “Our Lord..he works in mysterious ways…but I do have doubts sometimes..and I’ve heard, he is…lost.” it was a touchy subject yes. But he wasn’t at all afraid to talk about it.

and I’ve heard, he is…lost.

Those words.. they echoed in the back of Martel’s mind with not only fear, but devastation. But—.. God was supposed to be an almighty  infallible being.. wasn’t he? He was supposed to be above death, or whatever it is gods did when their time was up. But what did she know? She never dabbled much into religion.

”.. W-wh…” she stammered but forced the question down. She didn’t want to bombard him with things she knew nothing about, and getting worked up over it would only make her look foolish. “.. -Earlier. Earlier you mentioned something about protecting myself. How do I do that?”

nicelydoneyoumonster:

Even being in this woman’s presence was enough to unease his stomach— Creatures with such limiting mortality were sickening; In how they spoke, the haughty manner in which the stood. So arrogant with close to no reason.

Mirroring the chimera’s actions, Envy’s shoulders rolled back, moving his arms minutely so that gloved hands could rest upon his hips.

“— You’re threatening me? You, a chimera, are threatening a homunculus?” Before restraint held his tongue, a snicker left him, which elevated swiftly to a full-hearted guffaw. “Seeing how easily Wrath picked off your merry band of misfits, I sort of thought you had more common sense than that.”

”.. Maybe it’s not a matter of common sense, but of dignity.” the chimera replied with sharp, teal eyes. Oh yes, Envy definitely knew he held the power here, and he was definitely flaunting it, with every small movement, his body language bragged for him. “Surely, you can understand that, can’t you? If I die here, well, I die here. I’ve been through too much to fear death now. But it’s different for you, isn’t it? For example, how pathetic would you feel.. when no one… no one.. feared you?” She was treading on delicate ground, and she sure as hell was afraid, but admitting that would be giving him power, and she was just too damn proud for that. 

”..What if instead of fearing you—” her hands closed in her pockets and her full lips curved upward into a mocking smile. “—they pitied you?”

dolcetters:

“You keep tellin’ yourself that.”

*pokes sides* 

“Face it, hot stuff.”

“I won. And now, I need a reward.”

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dolcetters:

“TCH. If you call that winnin’.”

“That was definitely winning.” 

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dolcetters:

“—AHAHA—ALRIGHTALRIGHT—MERCY”

*quickly steps backwards again*

“AHA!” *relents and instead snags arms around waist. 

“I won.” 

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