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❝ It’s only day 2 for this shirt, and these panties are fresh from the dryer. ❞ ❝ I don’t need you to forgive me. I haven’t done anything wrong. ❞ ❝ I’ve always forgiven you until now. ❞ ❝ I can never tell if you’re lying. I can never trust my gut when it comes to you. ❞ ❝ Are you spying on me? You don’t trust me? ❞ ❝ How do I choose the box to bury my friend in? ❞ ❝ If he dies, he can’t talk. Dead men tell no tales. ❞ ❝ When you walk in here, you make me hope. Hoping is bad for me, so do not come back here unless you are back for good. ❞ ❝ When it’s your turn, you can talk, but right now, be quiet. Let yourself be kissed. ❞ ❝ It’s always his turn, despite the fact that I’m the one you like to ride, that I’m the one that makes you moan, that I’m the one who reaches you in places that he can’t begin to touch. ❞ ❝ We can hide in the shadows or we can stand in the light. ❞ ❝ I’m not gonna live in your apartment, waiting to service you. I have things to do. I’m busy. But, I did book a nice hotel suite for booty calls. ❞ ❝ Do you actually think I give a damn what anyone thinks of me anymore? ❞ ❝ A broken heart is a broken heart; to take a measure is cruelty. ❞ ❝ You can’t summon me. You are not in charge of me. ❞ ❝ Did you think I’d want you back? ❞ ❝ I am less than interested in whatever it is you have to offer. ❞ ❝ You thought I would be dragged in here and I’d lay eyes on you and I’d gasp, and I’d rip off all my clothes and crawl on my knees over to you and beg you to take me, that I’d be some kind of sad porn fantasy. ❞ ❝ I could have anything I wanted, and I wanted you. You can laugh at it and make fun of me, but the truth is, nobody else wants you. ❞ ❝ I’ve lost too much. I’ve given up too much. I’m not even a person anymore. ❞ ❝ I’m not like you. I’m sorry you miss me, but I’m not like you. ❞ ❝ Why are you picking a fight with me today? ❞ ❝ You’re thirsty, but you’re not here for a drink.❞ ❝ You’re here because you want what you’ve been fantasizing about ever since you left the other night. ❞ ❝ I can give you what you want just the way you want it. ❞ ❝ You either go home alone and try your own hand at quenching that thirst or go upstairs with me and replace that dry lump in your throat with something much more satisfying. ❞ ❝ Trust me; I will be the one standing over you when you die. ❞ ❝ You keep secrets from me. You make me feel small. ❞ ❝ Burying yourself in work isn’t always the best thing when you lose someone. ❞ ❝ I’ve got enough blood on my hands already. ❞ ❝ Don’t ever leave me like that again. I almost didn’t survive. I almost died without you. ❞ ❝ You have been waiting for this moment from the second I got in bed with her. ❞ ❝ It doesn’t matter what the truth is, does it? The only thing that matters is that I put my hands where you think they don’t belong, and now I’m in chains. ❞ ❝ I am going to have you destroyed. ❞ ❝ He’s a predator, an animal, a killing machine, and just because you’ve decided to turn a blind eye to that doesn’t make it any less true. ❞ ❝ I think you want me to be guilty. Guilty lets you hate me for things you’re not allowed to hate me for. ❞ ❝ If there’s any part of you, any part of you at all, that believes that I’m telling you the truth, you’ll help me. ❞ ❝ You may have never heard what it sounds like when she wakes up screaming from a nightmare, but I have, and it’s awful. ❞ ❝ The truth is like the sun. You can shut it out for a while, but it’s not gonna go away. ❞ ❝ Since us bitches have got to get through this dog and pony show, I’m gonna need you to sit down, shut up, and follow my lead. ❞ ❝ Is she right about you having nightmares? ❞ ❝ Don’t let love cloud your judgment. ❞ ❝ We both know in the end you’re not going to choose me. And that’s okay. I want you to know, I need you to know, not choosing me is okay. ❞ ❝ I keep my promises. I will watch the life fade from your eyes. ❞ ❝ I love her. Does that matter to you at all? ❞ ❝ It stops you every time, the arrogance, the need to swagger, to show everyone who you are. ❞ ❝ True power hides in plain sight. ❞ ❝ You and I are ruined. We don’t have a chance now. Too much has happened. ❞ ❝ I know you’re trying to be rational, and I understand why, but you can’t pretend this is okay. ❞ ❝ I mean, I figure we have two choices here - we can either pretend this unbearable sexual tension doesn’t exist, or we can address it head-on. ❞ ❝ You are beautiful. The face that launched a thousand ships. ❞ ❝ What is it that is so special about you? You have so much power over him. He revolves around you. ❞ ❝ He needed you. He was in pain. He wanted to die. ❞ ❝ I could protect him from everyone. Except you. ❞ ❝ I wanted to shoot him. I didn’t, but I wanted to. I wanted to kill him. I wanted him dead. ❞ ❝ I’m very powerful, you know. Some women would find that a turn-on. ❞ ❝ Let’s just say I’m in a giving mood tonight. ❞

She shuffled into their bedroom, scowling and fidgeting. “There, see? I’m wearing it. I’ll wear it fer one fuckin’ week,” the outfit was so tiny and even though she loved tiny, she felt completely humiliated. “You saw, bye,” she tried to mutter, going for the door to the bathroom.

❛ please don’t go. ❜ ❛ don’t turn around. ❜ ❛ eat my dust. ❜ ❛ suck my ass. ❜ ❛ what’s for dinner? ❜ ❛ drunk i’m not. ❜ ❛ where’s your coat? ❜ ❛ bring some beers. ❜ ❛ are you home? ❜ ❛ say my name. ❜ ❛ i can’t go.❜ ❛ i’d like none. ❜ ❛ well fuck me. ❜ ❛ are you sick? ❜ ❛ i’m freezing cold. ❜ ❛ you’re all wet. ❜ ❛ are you drunk? ❜ ❛ don’t look back. ❜ ❛ it says ‘positive’.❜ ❛ run far away.❜ ❛ you are screwed. ❜ ❛ damn it’s hot. ❜ ❛ get here easily? ❜ ❛ don’t touch me. ❜ ❛ it’s cold out. ❜ ❛ just leave me. ❜ ❛ i like you. ❜ ❛ talk to me. ❜

"it’s okay to hurt & breakdown. you don’t have to be strong all the time.”

The woman was trying to tread on harsh territory. Even he didn’t go after people if the church had no say in it. “Where are you going?” He asked watching her head off down an alley. “Typical.” The priest murmured staying where he was for a moment. Before he took a drag from the cigarette. Then began to leave the woman there. She knew her way back to the house. 

The blonde only rolled her eyes, lunging forward, her nails hardened, long and horribly sharp. She ripped his throat out in a swift tug, jumping back to avoid the spray as the man tumbled off of the roof. She ignored the screams below and squatted, licking her hand until it was clean before she chose to emerge onto the street again, walking towards her new home. 

“You know how that goes.”

Hiero quickly walked towards a black, body-sized splotch in the ground. No blood. Whoever’d just run from them had sacrificed someone to their caretaker. Whether it had been to Ives or Boyd, she wasn’t sure, but another demon in the area? She’d come here to get away from them. “Fuck,” she growled, crouching and touching the shadowed ground.  

“I need to hit up the shops.” Joseph then said after his eyes drew back to the blonde. “We need stuff for the flat, and I need more smokes.” He explained. 

The priest tossed the paper on the ground. Giving the young woman a glance. “Ye nae something ye should be?” He asks her as he was standing next to the blonde. Taking out his pack of smokes and offering the woman the pack as he was standing outside the restaurant with her. 

At Joseph’s question, she jumped, blinking wildly. “Didn’t see ya...Naw, I’m not,” she glanced at his offer and waved it away. “I don’t think anyone’s what they should be.” 

MacAvoy reached for the check after a moment. Giving it a glance over before he took it in hand then a cookie. Tossing over one to the girl and one for himself. “Are ye ready at least?”

Hiero left the fortune itself on the table without reading it and offered a quick glance to Joseph before she stood up and left the building, waiting for him outside. 

@ask-hierophant

“Is this like Avon or some shit? I don’t remember signin’ up fer anything.” 

He shrugged. “Can’t even afford a computer.” Then again he wasn’t interested in owning either. 

The blonde gazed off in space for awhile, watching a new group enter the restaurant. “Seems like a depressin’ area,” she commented as she watched a woman pass by. The necklace she wore glinted in the restaurant's light and a searing flash of pain surprised her enough into wincing. A cross. Fuggin’ hell. Hiero offered a weak smile, “Sorry, brain freeze.”  

“Does drinking count?”

She took a few bites of her concoction, humming thoughtfully. She did suppose she enjoyed killing, killing was certainly a hobby to her, but she knew normal humans weren’t open to it. “I like...” Eureka! “Video games. The ones where ya shoot ‘n kill ‘n stuff. I’m a big...video game junkie.” 

“What do you think?” He asked the woman when she asked about his work. “I go to the church and do whatever has been planned out for me.” Joseph answered her. “My deacon works me like a cheap prostitute.” The Bishop did worse, but he hadn’t heard from him in too long. 

“About earlier, I guess I just wondered if ya had any...y’know, hobbies? I can’t imagine being a priest gives you a lot of free time, lots of lambs to lead ‘n stuff.” 

“You can curse God and go fuck a nun for all I care…As long as you keep it to yerself and pay your part of the rent.” Shite, getting the rent paid was all he cared about right now. He was low on cash since he’d had to jobs coming in lately. 

“I’ll pay the rent though, it’s no problem fer me ‘n I’ll be as quiet as a mouse. You’ll probably forget I’m even livin’ with ya,” Hiero offered a hesitant smile before she resumed to shovel food into her mouth. “What do ya do everyday?” she asked between bites.