The taste was akin to cold blood mixed with a hint of black cherry and whiskey. The black ooze worked quickly in stitching bones back together with a dull pain. Almost like cleaning a paper cut. “It’s okay.. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. It’ll over real quick, I promise.”

“You won’t have to do anything.. just… drink and wait for it to happen… She stayed down so that he could support himself, slowly lifting her hand while using the other one to slice a claw down her arm. Within a few moments, black ooze started spilling from her arm. “Just.. drink a little bit.”

Large wings coming to a stop as she lands beside him, she lower down onto her knees. “Oo.. I didn’t think I’d actually scare you. Ah, I feel terrible. Um.. I can heal you! It.. just gonna we — . We just gotta… do something weird, okay?”

Tossing the cigarette away, she stomps it out with her foot, thinking of his question with a tilt of her head. “Hmm… I’m alright. Busy working, I suppose. I’d ask if you’re staying out of trouble, but part of me feels like that would be too unlikely.~”

๋࣭ 𝓧𝚞𝚎 𝓨𝚒𝚗𝚐 •* ₊⋆@covertmyths.bsky.social · last yr.

❝ Currently? Satisfactory. More study and research these past weeks. Eyeing something more complicated than usual. But the side work is steady, like always. And yourself? ❞ It sucks. But he just sorta sighs and crosses his arms.

OH! OH NO! “Wade!! OH NO! IM SORRY!!” She’s never sprouted her wings so fast to follow him down, black feathers a blur with her speed.

“It had. I apologize for the abrupt disappearance. A god’s work is never done.” She isn’t giving the cigarette back - . “How are you, mister hunter?"

๋࣭ 𝓧𝚞𝚎 𝓨𝚒𝚗𝚐 •* ₊⋆@covertmyths.bsky.social · last yr.

❝ Kinda the point. ❞ He doesn’t seem bothered by having it plucked away though. ❝ Been a minute. Yo. ❞

Jumping out at @canadianspandex.bsky.social . “Boo!”

Plucking the cigarette from his mouth. “These could kill you, you know.”

๋࣭ 𝓧𝚞𝚎 𝓨𝚒𝚗𝚐 •* ₊⋆@covertmyths.bsky.social · last yr.

Hovering his hand over his mouth as he protects the flame near his cig, taking a slow drag..

/ so… I got covid for the first time and it kicked my ass. I’m sorry I haven’t been around, everyone :,)

“I don’t think that necessarily has to be true. For some beings, a peaceful death is what helps them settle at night. Perhaps that’s something you could crave. Or, who knows, maybe you’ll be able to at tone and get a new life where you won’t have to worry about death for a long time.” —

Tomio Yoshioka ♱ 吉岡富夫@witheringdatura.bsky.social · last yr.

Tomio hummed softly as he thought on her words. “Truthfully, I’m not sure which did it. I imagine there’s several gods out there capable of doing such a thing.” He hesitated and chewed at the inside of his cheek before speaking again, “Maybe. Though, I’m long since dead already. Wouldn’t+

Thinking about one’s mortality, must be a heavy burden into there. She understands this. And that’s one of the reasons why she’s holding onto him as he sobs into her arms. She’s already experienced this for herself, so comforting someone else in a time like this is the least that she could do. —

/ sorry for the delay with replies! Life has been life-ing! I’ll reply soon!!

She certainly has come across a deity or two that got some sort of sick and twisted pleasure from tormenting immortals simply because they wanted to. She was one of them once upon a time. But, she’s moved past that part of her life now. “ have you tried calling out to whatever God this —

Tomio Yoshioka ♱ 吉岡富夫@witheringdatura.bsky.social · last yr.

Tomio raises his brows, a look of contempt on his face. “Eh. Some days I do, but I figured I probably deserved it, whatever it was that I did when alive. I mean, /surely/ gods don’t just condemn people for fun, right?” He wouldn’t be surprised actually if they did, he just hopes+

/ reading a back that sounded like a very ominous message to receive on a Sunday night lmao. I meant! Would you like to have your titan talk or interact with ‘Death,’ AKA, Mania lol

◈ 𝗨𝗟𝗧𝗥𝗢𝗡@deathofavengers.bsky.social · last yr.

ㅤ ✎ |:| Hwatnow?- ㅤ

/ can i interest you in a conversation with death ?

◈ 𝗨𝗟𝗧𝗥𝗢𝗡@deathofavengers.bsky.social · last yr.

ㅤ ✎ |:|I am... so bored ㅤ

“Most people have this desire. It is part of existing, after all. Though, they tried to make up for such things by telling their kids throughout their lives.” She’s never had children of her own and has only had countless lovers Meet with death by her own hand.. she doesn’t know that —

A large black dog riddled with bones along it’s hide came bounding towards @covertmyths.bsky.social , a feral growling coming from the creature. It charged the man before stopping abruptly and… sniffing him?

A look of shock and, honestly, disgust crossed her features. “A condemned spirit ? ! And a god did that to you? That’s horrible! Goodness, if I were you I would absolutely hate the gods!” She looked sincere with her words at the very least. She couldn’t mock him for deities flexing their —

Tomio Yoshioka ♱ 吉岡富夫@witheringdatura.bsky.social · last yr.

“God of death, huh? I see…” He wonders if the whole village worshipping him as a god of death against his will brought this encounter on. “Don’t worry. It was a joke. I think if you meant me true harm you would’ve done so already. Unless, of course, you just came to mock me.” He+

Crying into her pillow like a sad bird because she hasn’t gotten dick in so long — / jk

/ hello, yes, hi…… this is me -

𝓑 𝙖 𝙣 𝓴 𝙨@twistedgiggles.bsky.social · last yr.

She continued to hold him, doing her best to ensure that he had some comfort with all of this. His request, however gave her pause… she doesn’t like making such strong promises. However… “If it will bring you comfort, I will allow it. It’s not something I’m supposed to do, but seeing as —

She’s surviving on Irish coffee and a dream. Currently on day thirteen of no sleep.

Lacey bleeds black ooze for fun and it makes everything smell like iron.

The goddess loomed over @heronice.bsky.social with an intrigued look in her eyes. “Goodness! With how you’re dressed, One would think you’re a hero! How cute!”

Oh!! She’s just… holding the most nervous smile. “I may be the god of death, but I don’t try to kill unless it’s their time! So! You don’t have to worry about it! I was just… passing by! That’s all! Honest!” She needs to get a grip. “Um! Here, let me introduce myself. I’m Mania! I’m —

Tomio Yoshioka ♱ 吉岡富夫@witheringdatura.bsky.social · last yr.

“Right,” he mumbled and glanced away for a brief moment. He feels a bit awkward, so be crossed his arms out of habit. “I don’t think you /could/ do me any more harm than whatever god it was who decided to curse me. Unless, of course, you decided to kill me. That’s probably more harm.” He’s trying+

Mwah!

/ if I haven’t replied yet, I’m sorry! There’s no book mark feature!