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TRUTH SERUM - MY MUSE HAS TO ANSWER ANY AND ALL QUESTION REGARDLESS OF WHAT IT IS.

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       ”Aw, come now love, give yourself more credit than that. Here I thought you figured you could get me hard in any form.”

       Chaos still gets up though, padding his way to the couch before lazily climbing into Greed’s lap to straddle his hips, threading his fingers in his hair before burying his face into his neck to nip at the skin.”You smell like blood.” Another nip, “Who’d you kill today?”

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     ”Maybe my self-confidence has depleted after coming to the realization that not everyone finds me attractive.”

     But most people do—save for the group of street rats they’d encountered two days prior.

     His right hand ascends to settle at the nape of Chaos’ neck, fingernails scraping idly over the flesh before the hand dropped to brace at his waist. A faint smile was offered in response to the question, dark lashes fluttering just as his eyelids slipped closed and his head tipped to the side, encouraging those little nips to become full bites. 

     ”There’s a list—and most of them were a clientele’s family.” 

           ”You mean that asexual punk who broke my nose with a baseball bat?”

     The disgust in Cal’s voice is plain but not a surprise. He held disgust for all humans, especially ones that hit him with bats and had annoying sidekick that screeched a lot. He also associated with Nate so it only made his annoyance factor worse. “His opinion hardly matters.” The destructive entity murmurs, worrying a mark into that skin. Only until his flesh was purple and red did Cal pull back, not drawing blood.
                          
                  Yet.
    
     ”Family? Nice.” He grins, kissing Greed lazily. “Any kids?”


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keepsmeawake replied to your post: Unwanted Advice: SHAVE EVERY DAY.

no one likes beard burn between their thighs / asscheeks

your opinion doesn’t count wITCH


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deadhasneverbeenmorealive sent: As he's rolling on the condom, look lovingly into his eyes and whisper, "By the way, this is my first time." When he gets a freaked out look on his face, say, "Oh no, that's not what I mean! I've been with tons of guys. I just meant it's my first time using protection."


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avarusvitium sent: Unwanted Advice: SHAVE EVERY DAY.


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Give my character unwanted advice.


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      “I’m not new to the show, babe, I know what his favorite trick is. I guess you’ll just have to try harder then, yeah?” Now he’s just being a shit. “Sides for every bad luck touch he gives me I’ll break his neck or worse. Fair trade.”

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     ”I wouldn’t have to. All that’s needed out of me is a younger looking vessel and you’re good to go.”

     Two can play that game.

     ”Right. Just don’t run him out of the fucking city, alright? We’re found some common grounds here and I’d like to keep it that way for another decade or two before everything starts to fluctuate. Now—come here. You’re giving me that touch deprived look again and I’m torn between thinking you’re cute as a button and fearing for Europe.”

       ”Aw, come now love, give yourself more credit than that. Here I thought you figured you could get me hard in any form.”

       Chaos still gets up though, padding his way to the couch before lazily climbing into Greed’s lap to straddle his hips, threading his fingers in his hair before burying his face into his neck to nip at the skin.”You smell like blood.” Another nip, “Who’d you kill today?”