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I feel like I should write a summary of what swl’s world entails so that ppl will know how to interact with it

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damien is a morosexual in denial

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I want a thread where the other muse first meets damien as he’s bleeding out on the floor or smth. deadly injury, no way he could be saved (even if your muse chooses to call the ambulance or try to staunch the wound etc) and then some time after he dies, you muse spots him again, elsewhere, perfectly alive.

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thinking about bees that eventually shed their physical human formes entirely, because they have become less and less human as the centuries pass. thinking about bees that become so eldritch as to be undetectable by regular humans. thinking about bees that become so divine as to be too bright to behold, that need to ascend beyond this mortal plane. thinking about damien who will always have this human form at the centre of his being, no matter how he changes, because humanity will always be an inherent part of him; because he will always protect humanity; will always be bound to them.

thinking about how the bees were all transformed into human+ because they have host dna. thinking about that one bible verse that describes how angles descended and had children with humans. thinking about how none of the bees asked for this. thinking about how every bee will take this new divinity in a different direction; some taking it in stride and some corrupting it beyond recognition. thinking about the human forms of bees being literal expressions of their soul. thinking about the reawakening of divine limbs and senses. Thinking about how their wings are labelled as Ophanim; Thrones, those angels that guard the throne of God, those wheels that guide Their chariot.

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thinking about how the bees were all transformed into human+ because they have host dna. thinking about that one bible verse that describes how angles descended and had children with humans. thinking about how none of the bees asked for this. thinking about how every bee will take this new divinity in a different direction; some taking it in stride and some corrupting it beyond recognition. thinking about the human forms of bees being literal expressions of their soul. thinking about the reawakening of divine limbs and senses. Thinking about how their wings are labelled as Ophanim; Thrones, those angels that guard the throne of God, those wheels that guide Their chariot.

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reminder that damien's biggest character flaw is that he ghosts ppl

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that’s my fucking boy

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eheehehehehehe…eeehehehe*slides my paw under your door* let me in

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I give you: itty bitty damien gifs

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THINK I’LL GO WHERE IT SUITS ME – Reality is constructed by the artist that wields it, and the Transistor is her brush. She burns, shines bright as time slows to a crawl. Here, there are just frozen figures and echoes of her voice resonating within the blade. Red bolts forward, watching overhead as the filth lashes towards them both in a slow arc. Her arms flex, and she twists the blade upwards into a sharp arc; a burst that explodes out in light. Time screams back into regularity, and she watches as the filth sprawls clumsily, skidding past them in a wet heap. Bright blue eyes flash, looking over at Damien, before the sword hums to life. It speaks where she does not. “Hey, you better hurry up, kid!”

Good, she can take care of herself is his first thought. That takes some weight off of his shoulders. And while Damien doesn’t like to be a showoff, he also isn’t helpless. The small bunch of filthy humans that had skirted the side of the plaza now lunch from a different angle, and he turns from watching her to face them. He faces his palms out, crosses his wrists, and a strange pattern of blood blossoms across the concrete below the attackers. They stumble, weakened, and a moment later are dispatched by an arc of red, a whip that lashes from Damien’s hand, before losing it’s form and splattering to the ground.

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|| occultsleuth ||

john has a soft spot for new york city. it never tries to pretend being anything that it isn’t, and you can find just about anything you’re looking for if you know where to look for it. its a lot like london in that regard, even more so when it comes to magic. its intertwined into everything, influenced by everything. even in this little halal cart parked on the sidewalk.

he stands beside it, closer towards the corner where the crosswalk is, lighting a cigarette as he stands idle, waiting. he’s not sure what he’s waiting for, but knows that it’ll show up eventually. and just as he thinks this, he sees him… the man with the eye of horus tattoo, and knows that this must be the starting point.

they make eye contact in between the passing bodies walking down the street, and john says nothing, only blows smoke, the scent of magic lingering.

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The intense complexity of New York City, with its layers of people and buildings and noise, act as a barrier between that surface world, and the world of magic and secrets underneath. Since that mid-morning procedure in Zurn's lab, tied to a table while his soul projected freely, his brain had begun to unfold. And with these new planes of thought, he could sift through the noise and the buildings and the people to perceive the messages underneath. The buzzing of a nearby radiator spelling out a memory lost to time. The skyline that, when viewed upside down, spelled out a runic rhyme. The eyes of a man from across the street that stared knowingly into his.

Some part of Damien wants to turn tail. But he feels has a responsibility to meet the magical and mysterious face-to-face. This man clearly counts, with the scent (or, some sense other than scent, that Damien has but hasn’t named) of magic lingering strongly in the air. Also, he would rather not walk another two blocks to get lunch somewhere else. If this is going to lead to something, he may as well arrive there on a full stomach.

The man, whoever he is, is just going to have to wait patiently for Damien to get through the line, and nod at the server asking whether or not to prepare his usual, and receive his falafel. Only then will Damien join him on the sidewalk, eyebrow raised in question.

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IT’S ALIVE!!!! MWAHAHHAHA

Like for a starter! I’ll also try to respond to a few older threads today. DM me if you’re particularly attached to any thread and i’ll prioritize it! Otherwise it might get dropped.

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Many bees, or people who became initiated to the secret world later in life, become jaded to the normal non-secret world, and it’s problems. Damien has never lost empathy for normal people and their world, and generally prefers them over secret worlders, who tend to view themselves as superior.

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I really like to keep Damien’s reactions and interpretations of general non-magical-world stuff the same as any normal person, to ground him in the real world. But some changes are unavoidable. 

Here’s a headcanon related to this: He has more senses now, which results in his reactions to normal stuff being lessened, because he’s experienced things much harsher than anything a human’s regular five sense can pick up. You can flash a camera in his face and he won’t have to blink.

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I logged back in after so long to share baby’s first gif

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Can you tell i meant to queue those on another blog..

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help me move out!

hello! so, as some of you may know, over this past month i was approved for a small one-bedroom apartment that is literally a five minute walk away from where i work, which is a lifesaver, as i currently live over the river and out of state from my job, commute 3-4 hours every day which is draining as an autistic person who Just Wants To Be At Home, and spend over $100/month on transit as a non-driver—where i currently live is also a food desert, so trips to get groceries are difficult and upcharges to order food in lieu of being able to grocerize have been a harsh expense, and i’m also very tired of living with my roommate who seems unable to understand that he also has household responsibilities (but that’s a whole other can of beans).

being able to move would be a lifesaver, but my money isn’t falling the right way this month. luckily, i have just finished paying off a loan ($150 back in my budget!) and would be saving on transit ($100+ back in my budget!) so once i’m settled in everything should be handled, but the initial costs—first month’s rent plus administrative fees plus getting my mom in a moving truck—are impossible for me right now, and if i stay here through march and have to pay that month’s rent here again, plus owing state taxes this year, i pretty much wouldn’t be able to move until may or june despite already being approved.

as of right now, i can handle the administrative fees myself, but it’s that first month’s rent that’ll be a bitch, though the load will be lightened if i can just get out of here! putting that rent together is $500, actually a little more but it’s a difference i can make up, so if anyone can help me make that so i can finally get out of this money-sinking hellhole and gain my own personal/financial independence eventually, i would really appreciate it!

paypal / ko-fi / venmo / cashapp !!

please reblog!