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Got my license on Friday and on Saturday I started seeing an aura that has not gone away.

If I have a seizure and lose my license, I’m not sure what I’m going to do.

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I really miss my rp friends. I mean, I like having a life but I should try to balance “real-life-shit” and “RP-shit”.

If anyone wants to get some threads going, I’d be down. 

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I thought a few of you might enjoy this. It’s the newest addition to my collection.

I’m looking for part 2

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Forgive my recent absence. I’m working on a new story and I’ve been practicing for my driving test next week. 

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#ooc
"The Devil hath not, in all his quiver’s choice,
An arrow for the heart like a sweet voice."

—Byron, Canto XV. Stanza 13
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I’m becoming way to cynical to be on the internet

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#or watch tv for that matter

burningfeathersx:

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"Yes, well, we aren’t exactly in the business of keeping things fair, now are we?” The avaricious sin rebuked. “You don’t win wars by playing nicely, Lucifer, and if I recall correctly, we have quite a big war ahead of us. A war we will most certainly lose unless our fearless leader takes more initiative and ceases his gluttonous indulgences.” There were times in which Greed felt more like Hell’s resident babysitter rather than one of Hell’s strongest principalities. 

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"I didn’t set the rules of the game. There’s a level of fairness in all this. We have to maintain a Balance to reach End Days when both sides are appropriately armed and ready to fire on one another. Can I tip the scales a little until then? Yeah, sure, look around. World’s got a little more bad than good in it at this point. No thanks to the Crown frozen down in the skate rink. Or you.” He moved his hands in a ‘around’ gesture.

"Also, we’ve got plenty of Fallen and Demons topside. Myself included. What do you think I do up there all day? Eat peanuts and drink? I work. I make sure everyone else is doing what the fuck they’re supposed to do. Making Deals and getting Souls. Have you seen the Sloth affiliated demons lately? They’re a mess, but I got Cresil to steal Michael’s sword.” Held up a finger to highlight the next bit.

"Which, might I mention, turned out to be a success. So, yeah, I’m going to fucking indulge myself on a glass of fucking bourbon before I go walking around to deal with employees again. Before you go giving me a lecture about my job, you need to check your damn numbers. That’s what you’re good at. Not leading.”

Crowns? Ice rinks? Either Lucifer was truly losing his mind to such a lesser sin as Gluttony or he was up to ridiculous things on Earth, none of which could possibly be anything Greed would be interested in hearing. 

"No, you didn’t set the rules to the game, Lucifer. You broke them. And as far as I’m concerned, if we keep playing by God’s rule, you may as well have stayed in Heaven. God has everything written down and planned and if we do what he says, I don’t see how we can win." He never understood obeying the laws of the Universe, though, unlike Lucifer, he had not been born until after the fall. He had never had revered God as the other had and saw their loyalties to his rules as a weakness. They got in the way of success and would therefore get in the way of Greed.

"I am glad, however that you’ve revealed what you think it is that I do all day. Crunch numbers? Do you think I’m an accountant? I’m much more like a CEO. Everything that is and will be can be turned over for a profit. I have lesser demons from all circles spitting out new diseases just to perpetuate the need for over-priced vaccines and hospital bills that will bank rupt half of the population. I have slowly turned Eaths renewable resources to withered, polluted shadows of what they once were, because when the supply is down and the demand is up, there are great profits to be made. Almost ever country on that worthless planet is filled to the brim with corruption and avarice and those that aren’t are so deep in poverty that the rest of the world looks upon them with pity. So, yes, Lucifer, you are a success, but not without help from me. You make sin popular, I make it profitable."

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"I understand, Daddy!" Gluttony could hardly contain his joy as a giant smile erupted across his face. The young sin was practically bounching out of shoes, hugging his father’s legs in excitement before remembering Mephistophilis’s rule. "Oop. Sorry." He blushed, recoiling out of fear that his father might strike him

Pride resisted the urge to roll his eyes. Of course Mephistophilis would hate not being informed, even with such a minor problem as Envy’s play things.  ”And what constitutes as doing something behind your back? I’m sure you wouldn’t like to be bothered everytime Gluttony swallows a toy or when Lust passes out drunk in the 3rd circle.” He said not bothering to look at his overly joyful brother.

Oh, how easy was to make this fat creature happy. He snorted and looked at his oldest son. He cleared his throat when he felt Glut holding him. He pushed him away by his shoulder and straightened his clothes. He wouldn’t want to chop his hands of, but he might if he keeps this annoying behaviour. 

"Things related to damned. Important things. And if someone of you disappears, ends up hurt… Whatever, it would be nice to know" he shrugged, 

"I burned my mouth because I tried your special Hot Sauce even though Pride told me not to, Daddy. Does that count?" Gluttony inquied only to recieve a look from his older brother which implied the fat sin should stop talking.

"Father, it’s difficult enough to keep track of Gluttony while simultaneously doing my duty. And as it is, my brothers don’t tend to tell me where they are going when they leave." Pride did not like the idea of being a nanny to all his siblings. He didn’t even want to be stuck with Gluttony but he knew without him, the poor boy would go and get him self eaten by some hellbeast or something along those lines. "Perhaps you or Mother could take some of the burden off my shoulders-" His eyes shifted to Glutt, "so that I may be able to keep more accurate tabs on all of Hell’s empoyees."

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satsunon:

telling your friends about your sad headcanons

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thewisemanandthedevil:

askthesins:

Pride, having been around his father the longest, could tell just when Mephists moods were bordering unpleasant territory.

"I had my suspicions as to what Envy was doing on but I’ve gotten no reports on any missing souls from any of the circles. And, knowing Envy, he wouldn’t steal any from Hell. The damned don’t seem to stimulate him as much has humans, or angels for that matter." He spoke calmly, hopin his father would follow suit. "Aside from Gluttony’s little excursion into Envy’s room, There has been no problem."

"Still, no one told me." he repeated, stubbornly. He didn’t like to find such situations. "He can’t keep more. Let him know. And if he does, then he will be punished. No one does anything on my back. Is that clear?" the words came from his mouth as a hiss. 

"And you." he turned to Gluttony. He would never betray him, and he had a big mouth -in any possible meaning-. He would tell him as much as he wished. "From now and on, you are a guardian. You will tell me everything. Even the smallest detail. Is that understood?"

"I understand, Daddy!" Gluttony could hardly contain his joy as a giant smile erupted across his face. The young sin was practically bounching out of shoes, hugging his father’s legs in excitement before remembering Mephistophilis’s rule. "Oop. Sorry." He blushed, recoiling out of fear that his father might strike him

Pride resisted the urge to roll his eyes. Of course Mephistophilis would hate not being informed, even with such a minor problem as Envy’s play things.  ”And what constitutes as doing something behind your back? I’m sure you wouldn’t like to be bothered everytime Gluttony swallows a toy or when Lust passes out drunk in the 3rd circle.” He said not bothering to look at his overly joyful brother.

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