StaticAndSmoke-

╔《 ACT I — Ashes That Breathe 》╗
          	
          	    “ Fire doesn’t start loud —
          	       it waits…
          	  until there’s something worth burning. ”
          	
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          	Preferred ; drops / spams .. still not feeling 100% so creativity is a bit meh </3

StaticAndSmoke-

╔《 ACT I — Ashes That Breathe 》╗
          
              “ Fire doesn’t start loud —
                 it waits…
            until there’s something worth burning. ”
          
                       CB
                  ( specify mood if you’d like! )
                    and/or drop things ♡
          
          Preferred ; drops / spams .. still not feeling 100% so creativity is a bit meh </3

-cigarettes_slut-

/heiii !! This isn’t a drop (feel free to ignore it) I saw your message about being a bit sad so here am asking you if you want to talk about it<3 if you don’t it’s completely fine I understand :> /

-cigarettes_slut-

@StaticAndSmoke-  I am sorry to hear that, I hope you  will feel better soon <3 and don’t worry about the answers it is okay I will wait <333
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StaticAndSmoke-

@-cigarettes_slut- 
            
            ;// well there’s not much to say - just struggling mentally at the moment. But it’ll pass soon enough hopefully :’)
            
            So apologies for the wait on replies I generally don’t like leaving things unanswered but it’s been a bit of a battle over the last few days <3
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StaticAndSmoke-

╔《 ACT I — Ashes That Breathe 》╗
          
              “ Fire doesn’t start loud —
                 it waits…
            until there’s something worth burning. ”
          
                       CB
                  ( specify mood if you’d like! )
                    and/or drop things ♡

StaticAndSmoke-

╔《 ACT I — Ashes That Breathe 》╗
          
              “ Fire doesn’t start loud —
                 it waits…
            until there’s something worth burning. ”
          
                       CB
                  ( specify mood if you’d like! )
                    and/or drop things ♡
          
          
          Preferred ; drops / spam / mayhaps some soft things cause my brain has decided it’s time to be sad again :)

gentledeath-

@StaticAndSmoke- 
            
            /  /  i hope you feel better soon mentally <3 mental health struggles are awful :”( >/3 
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gentledeath-

@StaticAndSmoke- 
            
            ☠︎︎ ⋆ ♱  ⏾ ཐི༏ཋྀ /  /  / i'm so sincerely sorry
            to hear that you're sad </3  i hope you feel better soon! i love it when our brains decide when it's time to be sad & such:") 
            
            i am honestly feeling sad too
            
            sending love, healing vibes, hugs, & such your way!
            
            take care & look after yourself! <3 be kind to yourself/be gentle with yourself. 
            
            you are important, you matter, you are loved, you are cared for, & such! your wellbeing is important too & it matters!
            
            you're not alone >3 if you ever need someone,, i'll be there/i'm here ♡♡♡♡ i care about you so very much as a friend! 
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-cigarettes_slut-

Vivienne didn't flinch as the air around Damian began to distort, the temperature dropping into that familiar, demonic chill. Vivienne didn't offer a prayer or a kind word. She didn't look at him with the pity he so despised. She stepped into his space, her pink satin heels clicking rhythmically against the cold stone—a steady, artificial heartbeat.
          "You're doing it again," she whispered, her voice like silk over a razor. She reached out, her fingers—manicured and cold—tracing the line of his jaw. She didn't look for the demon; she looked for the vacancy. "You're trying to disappear into the sky, Asheriel. But the sky is empty. I'm the only thing here with a pulse."
          She took his hand—the one he was sure would shatter her—and pressed it firmly against her throat."They tell you that you're a monster, and you believe them because it's easier than being alone," she whispered, her silver eyes locking onto his with predatory clarity. She took his hand—the one that felt like a curse—and placed it flat against her cheek. "I don't care about your sins, Damian. I don't care about the people you've failed or the times you've died."
          She leaned in, her lips grazing his ear. "Stop worrying about your soul. It’s a corrupted file anyway. Focus on the pressure of my skin. Focus on the optic I’ve built for you. If you’re going to fall, Damian... fall into me. I promise I’m much more interesting than hell."
          
          /hiii!!! I was thinking we could  keep Valerie interacting with Eli and Vivienne (the new oc I made) with Damian if you like <3

-cigarettes_slut-

“Ei!”
            
            Vivienne’s voice rose into a sharp, crystalline chirp, her silver eyes widening in a display of mock-offense that was almost too perfect to be real. She stomped one pink satin heel against the ground, the sound echoing like a glitch in the quiet, heavy atmosphere Damian carried with him.
            
            “I am completely, 100% sane, thank you very much! It is exceptionally rude to say such things to a lady, especially one who has already planned her funeral outfit to match your eye color!”
            
            Before he could offer a brooding retort or succumb to another wave of dissociation, Vivienne reached out with a lightning-fast, manicured hand. She didn’t go for his throat or his heart—she went for the lollipop. With a triumphant little hum, she snatched it and popped it into her own mouth, the sweetness a sharp contrast to the bitter, demonic 'static' radiating off him.
            
            She swirled the candy around, looking at him with a clinical, bored sort of pity.
            
            “Well, since you clearly haven't been programmed with basic respect, then bye! I have a glitter coffin to go polish and a much more interesting plushie waiting for me at home.”
            
            She began to spin on her heel, her silk dress fluttering like a closing curtain. Over her shoulder, she tossed one last, razor-sharp smile.
            
            “And tell your little 'voices' goodbye for me, too. They’re a bore, Damian. Honestly, they’re barely even high-definition. If you're going to lose your mind, at least do it in five-star quality.”
            
            With a final, haughty flick of her blonde hair, she marched away, leaving him standing in the cold silence she had just forcefully created.
            
            ( @StaticAndSmoke-  Okii here’s my answer sorry I was sleeping )
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StaticAndSmoke-

His eyes flicked to the lollipop she offered. He didn’t take it. But he didn’t push it away either.
            
            Instead, his attention shifted back to her, something faintly incredulous creeping into his expression.
            
            “You talk about death like it’s… a hobby,” he said, brow furrowing slightly. “Like it’s something you can decorate.”
            
            A pause. Then, softer:
            
            “…and no. I don’t kill everyone.”
            
            The words came out slow, deliberate.
            
            “Just the ones that don’t stop when I tell them to.”
            
            His gold eye flickered faintly, something tired settling behind it.
            
            “They don’t have names,” he added, glancing off to the side like he could see them lingering. “Not ones they agree on. And I’m not asking their favourite color.”
            
            A beat. Then, almost reluctantly—
            
            “…pink wouldn’t suit them anyway.”
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StaticAndSmoke-

✡︎【 @-cigarettes_slut- 】✡︎
            
            Damian went very still. Not the sharp, defensive stillness from before—this was quieter. Stranger.
            
            He watched her sit, watched her clean the bench like the world hadn’t just bent around him moments ago, like the air wasn’t still carrying the echo of something wrong. His gaze lingered on the way her feet swung, the lollipop, the normalcy of it all.
            
            It didn’t fit. It should’ve scared him. Instead, it… confused him.
            
            “You can hear them?” he asked, low, cautious now—not defensive, not sharp. Just… wary. His head tilted slightly, like he was trying to figure out if she was joking, or if something in her was just as broken as him. The Chorus stirred faintly.
            
            « sʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀʀs ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴄʜᴏ. »
            
            His jaw tightened “…they don’t usually like being noticed,” he muttered, more to himself than to her.
            
            Then her question hit. Friend. The word sat there, heavy and misplaced, like it had wandered into the wrong conversation. Damian blinked.
            
            “…you’re asking the wrong person,” he said after a beat, voice quieter now, almost careful. “People who stay around me don’t usually get to be anything for long.”
            
            [1/2]
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StaticAndSmoke-

╔《 ACT I — Ashes That Breathe 》╗
          
              “ Fire doesn’t start loud —
                 it waits…
            until there’s something worth burning. ”
          
                       CB
                  ( specify mood if you’d like! )
                    and/or drop things ♡
          
          
          Otherwise I riot >:3
          
          And for those of you who have discord and prefer to interact over there just let me know if you’d like my discord >.>

StaticAndSmoke-

╔《 ACT I — Ashes That Breathe 》╗
          
              “ Fire doesn’t start loud —
                 it waits…
            until there’s something worth burning. ”
          
                       CB
                  ( specify mood if you’d like! )
                    and/or drop things ♡

StaticAndSmoke-

;// NEW ANON !! NEW ANON !! 
          
          He’s back because I missed him :’)
          
          ( MBs will be reloaded shortly with all his info !! )
          
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          ╔《 ACT I — Ashes That Breathe 》╗
          
              “ Fire doesn’t start loud —
                 it waits…
            until there’s something worth burning. ”
          
                       CB
                  ( specify mood if you’d like! )
                    and/or drop things ♡