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Celios vc: don't wanna hear it from YOU.

Such desire to feel another's blood soak his hands......No care given if it was his older brother. He lost that title long ago.

So, here he was. Appearing before Heephis. Grabbing him by the throat and SLAMMING him into the ground. The very ground cracking. Lilac eyes ablaze.

He did it again.

And again.

And again.

And again.

And again.

Before slamming his face into a tree, letting the tree break.

His breathing. Heavy. Fingers grasping the back of Heephis' neck. Yanking him back and throwing him into the river, the air sounding like thunder.

Fingers curled in rage, seized his throat, and he only laughed. 

Laughed even when his skull shattered bark.

Laughed even when his kin did not.

The quintessence of life teetered a terrible line. Brutality and feverishness festered between his eyes.

    Careful brother, Heephis crooned and smiled through the tight squeeze⎯I see smooches of mold threading on your surface. 

    Restlessness and helplessness beckoned parasites, and Celios would become a nesting ground for filth.

   The God's smile curled into a grin and revealed a full set of knives. 

"I take it you are upset with me,"

  Heephis mused, rising from the water washing away blood from his split skin, yellow eyes sickly and sneering.

lilacgod asked:

sparkle. (I am so sorry, im on a laptop but it was for that non explicit thing)

Send ✨for a ??? thing with your muse

// so honeys got fucked up eyes and thats what celios looks like to her also:

send me 🕯️to hear my character's inner thoughts about your character.

“... Look ah dinnae how tae tell ye t’is boot-- absolute power corrupts absolutely and gods are all powerful. Ah-- um, have been watchin’ ye t’ree fer a while and ah know yer worried aboot it boot...Sir it’s note a matter o’ if boot when-- ah’m sorry boot eventually all gods and angels and-- t’ey all fall.”