eyes narrowing beneath furrowed brows. sigyn sighs (dramatically). he isn’t wrong; life is hard, life has pain. though she knows that isn’t ALL it offers. arms fold over her chest deliberately.  you don’t have to be mean about it. 

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❝ i don’t have to be mean about anything. ❞ he just chose to be difficult due to the fact it was the better option than caring. ❝ i just don’t see why caring is needed. ❞ or why he should care  rather when it didn’t benefit him. ❝ you try, fail, try again, and fail – it seems more like a typical universe problem than anything else. ❞   

“You know. I was half expecting the world to have been destroyed when i left you in charge.” Blackheart smirked, a sinister look but the tone hinted he was teasing. “Miss me?” (Have this while i figure out a actual starter and icons haha)

 “An’ here I thought you were off having a grand ol’ time with out me,” he said, hands slipping into pockets of his leather jacket.  If his father wanted to tease? Well, two could play that game.“You know, if I destroyed the world, “ he paused as he glanced up to the sky for a few moments, “I doubt my reward was to see you again.”
          “So, no – not really.”

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“you wanted to save one life; a noble gesture.” even ky could respect that little bit of information. still, just due to the fact he respected it… didn’t mean he liked it. nor did he approve of such a thing.

stephen should have not interfered with his little game. it was one that ended far too soon. not that it mattered to him – one game was the same as any others. just as long as he got the prize at the very end.

“however, a truly misplaced one.” more or less – he just didn’t like interruptions. of any sort to his amusement. a reason to why he decided to issue a true threat… one he’d go through with if pushed too far, but the likely hood of actually doing so was quite low.

“ —- the next time you do so… you’ll find your skin ripped off piece by piece.

// @allistrange xxx

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Dean slid onto the bar stool, not entirely surprised to see a somewhat familiar face. How often had he had run ins with Ky’lar after all? The top of his beer bottle made a satisfying pop as it was pulled from his lips after he took a long pull. Pretending to look over the label, Dean hummed in the back of his throat. “We got to stop meeting like this,” he joked, finally throwing Ky’lar a glance. “People are starting to wonder. So…what’s the deal, man? You here for a reason or did you just know I’d pop my handsome face in here?” 

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“everyone shows up here eventually,” he said, taking a drink from the bottle of whiskey he had. “not to mention there’s a crossroads near.” not that ky was here for that, but he was pointing out a little fact – one that could justify why he was here in all reality. “you put a bar, a demon, and that road together,” he took another drink. “tell me what you get.” of course, it was nice to see dean again, but he wouldn’t admit it.