I'm On Vacation

I really want to do replies, but every time I look at them my brain goes ‘meh’ because I’m still in the flu fog.

I’m still here! I promise. Life got busy and I’ve just been trying to manage two jobs and family time. But I promise I will be around a lot more this week. I’ve got a lot in drafts and stuff to reply to but I will be getting it done soon.

Chloe: If I go outside and find all our mugs on the lawn, I’m leaving you.

french: :)

english: oh boy

french: :)

english: oh no

french: :)

english: oh geez

english: :)

french: don’t

german: :)

english: oh dear

spanish: :)

english: no don’t

spanish: :)

english: oh lordy

polish: :)

english: i changed my mind

UK english: ladybird!

american english: ladybug

french: weird

dutch: :)

french: …what

dutch: the good lord’s little animal

french: …ok

irish, polish and russian: *giggling*

french: …just tell me

Dutch: :)

English: … tell me

indonesian: :)

english: uuuuhhh….

B: *half asleep* I could literally kick your ass right now.

wildarcy·:

i want to share with you some of my favourite graffiti from Pompeii

“Weep, you girls. My penis has given you up. Now it penetrates men’s behinds. Goodbye, wondrous femininity!“ 

“Amplicatus, I know that Icarus is buggering you. Salvius wrote this.“ 

“We two dear men, friends forever, were here. If you want to know our names, they are Gaius and Aulus.“

“Floronius, privileged soldier of the 7th legion, was here. The women did not know of his presence. Only six women came to know, too few for such a stallion.“

“On April 19th, I made bread.“

“I have buggered men.“

“If anyone does not believe in Venus, they should gaze at my girlfriend.“

“It took 640 paces to walk back and forth between here and there ten times.“

“Chie, I hope your hemorrhoids rub together so much that they hurt worse than when they every have before!“

“Epaphra is not good at ball games.”

“Two friends were here.  While they were, they had bad service in every way from a guy named Epaphroditus.  They threw him out and spent 105 and half sestertii most agreeably on whores.“

“Secundus likes to screw boys.“

I’ve always loved these. Humanity has never fucking changed.

Dan: Ha, ha, ha.

   She listened and would only giggle a little at the idea that Hitler would be punishing all the wrong people for all the wrong reasons. Even though humanity had painted the Devil as exactly that, where he was sitting before her about to have a cup of coffee with her. She was pretty sure they had written a fiction novel about something like this once…

   She warmed her suddenly cold hands against the ceramic mug and took a slow sip of her black coffee. She needed the bitterness to keep her from fainting or suddenly losing the balls to stay where she was. How many would have run from him right now? He had told her once he had broken his therapist…he had shown her exactly what she had seen not that long ago. 

   “Your wings,” She repeated in a whisper. “I thought you lost them,” She tilted her head to the side remembering all the feathers at the scene, all the ones on the rooftop she had seen while coming down. “But then Charlotte,“ She tapped her fingers on her mug. By herself, she was putting the pieces together and simply staring at him right in his eyes while it all the missing ones fell into place. 

   “Your mother took her body, didn’t she? And…you had saved her that day somehow on the pier? Bringing Charlotte back?” Her brows furrowed wondering just how the timeline would add up now that she knew. She wasn’t entirely convinced that God had anything to do with what was going on, not yet at least. Everything seemed to well placed about their own choices and lost moments. They had been too scared to act on any of it because of reasons are only known to themselves. 

   She tried to bite back questions about Peirce, she’d get down to that one when things would slowly start to add up to herself. The pain, the vengefulness he felt. It just seemed all out of their hands. Lucifer had such calmness to him when it came to what he was, what needed to be punished, right from wrong. What Devil had she pictured had been nothing like this, however, was this the true way things were supposed to be? He enjoyed doing this as much as she enjoyed taking the bad guys off the streets. At the end of the day, wasn’t it the same thing they both wanted?

“I told you she wasn’t my ex.” Lucifer teased when she asked about Charlotte. He watched her face, could see her putting it all together. The who and the how and the what, but the why would probably be as elusive to her as it was to him.

“As for the events at the pier... yes, you have it mostly right. My Father had... banished my mother to Hell a very long time ago. Not exactly the healthiest relationship in all of creation, but there you have it. Long story short, she had planned to find her way back into Heaven, which would have been a terrible idea in the long run. Her and Father would have torn each other apart, and... I honestly don’t know how that would affect humanity. So, I used a flaming sword to cut a hole in creation, giving her an empty universe and a fresh start.” Lucifer explained it all, knowing how it all sounded, but knowing she’d believe him this time around, and that was a change. There would be no more odd looks, no more distrust, no more talk of metaphors.

“And my wings... yes. I’d lost them, or rather, Maze cut them off. Then I burned them, and when I sent Mother away... somehow they came back. I’m still trying to figure that one out, whether or not it was Father’s doing or my own.” Again, a hard why to explain, but eventually he’d find the answers, he was certain.

SOOOO……….. LIKE.

I am ENTHUSIASTICALLY wanting to write with you but I am SLOW. 

I AM RIDICULOUSLY HAPPY TO GET OOC MESSAGES BUT I AM SLOW.

HOLY SHIT LIKE I ALWAYS FUCKING WEEP WITH UTTER FUCKING JOY WHEN I GET ASK IC BUT I AM S LOW. 

LIKE I AM GENERALLY VERY SLOW BUT I APPRECIATE MY MUTUALS. 

I AM SUPER RIDICULOUSLY SLOW BUT I REALLY want to LIKE CULTIVATE OUR MUSES RELATIONSHIP 100000% OKAY?

I’M JUST

SO SLOW

AND I AM GRATEFUL FOR THOSE WHO WAIT