“Hmm…maybe?” Demencia played coy. “How much do you want it, my dirty little demon?” she pinned her and nibbled her ear.
Shimmer gave a smirk as she quickly gave the lizard lady a quick, chaste kiss before gripping her Demencia’s shoulders and throwing her back against a wall. “Does this answer your question?~” She asked, slowly moving her body down Demencia’s.
She stopped at Dem’s jacket zipper and took it in her tongue, pulling it in her mouth and in between her teeth, tugging it down slowly. “Now the question is…” Shimmer asked, her fingertip lighting up with magic as she eyed Demencia’s crotch. “How big do you want it?~”
“Four weeks ago it would have interested me. In fact, I’d probably be trying to beat you into the ground for it. But now… fuck ‘em.” Sunset said, taking the card from Blanks hand, giving it a once over before stuffing it in her jacket pocket. “The way I see it, whatever God is up there can bite me.“
She snatched the bottle from the table and slugged down a good quarter of it before getting up, a light stumble in her steps. “As for the whole "lack of restraint” thing? That’s just it. My restraint is keeping my dark side in check. If she gets out, I won’t be able to stop her. Like… Jekyll and Hyde but with more dark magic.“
“You’re confusing failed method with failed ability” Blank shot back, gaze going up and down in tune with her drunken steps. “Your mistake is thinking you’re in control by doing this. You’ve diverted the flow, but you haven’t controlled a single thing in this river of depression you seem content to paddle along” Blank explained, tracing a line across the table with his nail. The line went in all directions, but it was only diversion, and not control. Having made his point, his hands returned to his pockets.
“That card holds the address to your problems. Maybe it’d behoove you to look into solving those first, instead of dealing with your non-existent dark magic problem. You are not the problem here, so why focus your energies inward?”
‘Behoove?’ Sunset thought with a raised brow, before chuckling to herself. "You know… you sound like my mother. She always said "There is no light or dark magic. Magic is just that: magic. It’s what you do with it that make it light or dark.”“
"Well Agent Smith- I mean, Mr. Blank, to one again quote the great Wade Wilson, "If I ever hit "fuck it”, I’ll look you up.“ She said with a grin and a made a quick finger gun motion to the man. Suddenly, she snapped her fingers and said, "This isn’t really a quote now, but we really are within 500 feet of school, so you might wanna tread carefully.” She said with a chuckle.
After giving this some serious thought I have decided to grant Elsa and Anna their own blog back.
I am glad I do not delete blogs when my muse dulls because often that muse returns to me like it’s done for Elsa here. In the past months my desire to write for Elsa (particularly Snow Queen Elsa like I wrote between 2014-2015) is returning and I’d love to go back and explore that on her own blog. She’s pretty much the dominate muse here right now and while that’s fine I also feel it’s okay that she have her own space too where lots of followers already know her and the spotlight is on her and Anna.
In case people didn’t know the story there, it’s an AU. Two of them actually.
One is Elsa and Anna directly after the movie Frozen where things are sort of going downhill. Elsa has become overprotective and is using magic to keep Anna trapped in the castle, wiping her memory and overall becoming toxic. It is a prequel to the other verse.
The other verse is the Snow Queen. Where I meld Hans Christen Andersen’s fairy tale with Elsa. She becomes the Snow Queen long after Anna’s death due to her actions and has become mad.
So if anyone’s interested in checking that out please give it a look.
i think black hat gets a real thrill out of ruining weddings. think about it. the joyful union between two people in front of friends and loved ones destroyed entirely. that’s right up his alley. and he can kill people, certainly, or torture, or maim, but what he likes to do best is, halfway through the ceremony
show up.
show up, politely work his way through a crowd and sit down. when it’s done, he chuckles and leaves. that’s it. the wedding is ruined. it will be all anyone who went EVER talks about if the wedding is brought up. who gives a shit about the married couple, who gives a shit about the venue or the food or the bar, Black ‘did he just throw up a centipede, kiss it gently then stuff it back in his throat’ Hat is here and he just fucking sat down. the entire place is going to be wrapped in excruciating fear the entire time he’s there, nobody will be able to enjoy themselves. he’s not shown up in a fire and brimstone extravaganza so surely SOMETHING EVEN MORE HORRIBLE LURKS AROUND THE CORNER but no, there isn’t
an addition; black hat showing up out of nowhere and immediately attempting to propose to the bride in an act of old-timey dickishness. if she accepts he leaves and the wedding is ruined, if she declines he sets the place on fire and the wedding is still ruined
“Sav, slow down! You don’t have to run!” Shimmer said ow picking up a bit more speed. “Joe will still be there when we get there, I promise!”
“I gotta– gotta start training him with this as soon as possible! G-Gotta get him used to it! The more used to it he is, th-the more he can– HAAAH– protect me!!”
Savanna picked up her speed, only to lose her footing inevitably and fall on her face.
“… O-Ow.”
Shimmer grimaced and quickly ran over to the fallen Savannah, gently helping her up. “See? I told ya, squirt. Just take it slooooow, ok? Are you alright?”
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