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.~”

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?"

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

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

/ 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.” —

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 —

/ 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

/ can i interest you in a conversation with death ?

“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 —

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

/ hello, yes, hi…… this is me -

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 —

Mwah!

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

𝙊𝙃. Lavender eyes shone with surprise at the entity in front of her. She leaned in a bit as if trying to sense for a soul or heart beat with hearing alone. “I see. Another human with interesting powers! How wonderful.~ Do you possess magic, little one?” Almost everyone is ‘little,’

“That’s how death should be.” The goddess continued to watch even after the butterflies were gone… then, slowly, she turned to him, a small smile present on her lips. She walked over to the man, lowering herself to him and pulling him into her arms. She rubbed a hand up and down his back.

And what if I just wanted to have long nights cuddles in bed.

“Oh….” Ah! There’s a sheepish smile to grace her features! “I got my information wrong! Hehe, sorry! But, don’t worry, little one! I mean you no harm in the slightest! You have my word!”

Demons stink like underworld and sulfur sometimes.

“Death is a temporary prospect in the greater aspect. So long as you give your life something worth remembering. Don’t weep for him.~” Mania gave Wade a pat on the head before walking forward. She reached out, the tips of her fingers fading to a dark black. She set them on top of the man’s -

/ I have a question! What can I do to see more approachable here? I’m new to Bluesky still and I know twitter was apprehensive and OC’s, but how do I change that for here? What do I need to work on?

Oh. Now that is an odd sensation. The woman tilted her head to the side, an eyebrow raising. “I’ve seen strange puppies before, but usually they aren’t so rude. If you’re not a dog, then… what are you, little one?”

That gentle look in her eyes didn’t even seem to fit away, even as they posted in front of her. She tilted her head slightly to the side, listening to his words. He was so prepared for this beforehand, but now it looks like he changed his mind. She can understand why. —

There was a serene smile on the god’s lips. “I have a handful of servants. Each one handles a different type of death, for the most part. If you’re expecting to come and see me punish a rotten soul… well, perhaps next time.” The goddess took initiative to walk forward towards the home’s —

“Ah - ! I thought I was blending in quite well! Am I really outlandish? But.. yeah, you may have a point, though, I assumed most humans had some ‘powers,’ these days, so I thought it was normal!”

“Not all of them cry for themselves.” Mania held a smile at his words. Bad decisions? Sure. She comes across some of those here and there. Most times, her dog, Silly, handles that though. But, he would experience if all.. and hopefully it wouldn’t be as hard as usual. “I hope you’re —

“Ah… explains… what?” Mania held a small pout on her lips. It was hard not to notice that disdain, but she chocked it up to the spider incident.

“Not… normal?” Mania cocked her head to the side. “I think I’m normal? Though, maybe other gods are meaner.. so, I guess that does make me odd.”

“Perhaps. It is a lesson that all need to learn. Though, some never do.” The goddess waved her hand back, a swirling vortex seeming to rip right through the air. “Wonderful. Right this way.~ I should warn you, these things aren’t easy to sit through.”

The goddess just, “Oh. Well, I just wanted it to come, so it came. I don’t like keeping many things on me, so I send them to little pocket dimensions for when I need them.”

Ǝ⊥∀H I ɥɔnɯ ʍoɥ noʎ llǝʇ ǝɯ ʇǝ˥