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levi laughing from the another story of promise lost drama cd
Just because somebody doesn’t love you the way you want them to doesn’t mean they don’t love you with everything they got.
Reblog if your character has killed someone.
“I’m afraid you’re mistaken.
I’ve no affiliation with anyone by that name.”
"I remember now... Raven told me about you. Just because you don't like Oz doesn't mean you have to ignore him."
"Are you a kid or something?"
What about you? Do you know what your father was like?
"My dad huh? I’m not sure. I only just got my memories back and the only family I know of is my sister, Alice.
Now that I think about it, Oswald and Levi were kind of like my dads.
They were the first two people I met when I came out of the abyss. The memories I have of them are very precious, so that must mean something. From what I can remember, Oswald always came by my tower to give me meat. And Levi always played with me and helped me name my stuffed rabbit, Oz.
You know how my sister Alice is all ladylike? I’m the total opposite. It’s probably because I hang around guys like Oswald. Alice always told me that the way I talked was kind of rough, like a man’s. The person I am today is thanks to the both of them. If they were still here… I’d probably say ‘thank you’. For being there for me and for being my friend."
"… I am the father of Ada Vessalius, child.” and ur a giant inflatable rabbit from hell but let’s not split hairs
"Ada...? Isn't that Oz's ditzy sister?" seems to be the case for everyone blonde....
"Happy Fathers day to me."
"Wait... You're someone's dad?" You don't even have a face
In Celebration of Father's Day, ask my muse (or the mun) anything about his/her father.
Pandora Hearts by Jun Mochizuki
this is a gifset i actually made around one and a half years ago, but i couldn’t upload it back then and i had no idea why =_=” i made this before i actually started using photoshop, so poopy quality is poopy
Quietly reaches over across the table from her and pats down her hair as a greeting.
"… Huh?" She twitched under the touch of his hand on her head. The sudden head-pat made her blink in surprise at her manservant. Alice certainly didn’t expect that.
"… What are you doing, Oz?"
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S&M by Rihanna
If she really had a choice she’d rather not have anything to do with that creepy brother of Raven’s. But at the moment, she was on top and he was on the floor, both drunk. Their clothes were still on but that probably wouldn’t last for long now that alcohol was involved.
Alice’s body was starting to feel hot and she’d have thrown everything covering her off if she wasn’t currently pinning the blond man down. Both her hands were holding his wrists down with all her weight sitting on his lower body and really, she didn’t give a damn about how they looked. It was uncomfortable but knowing that she was ‘dominating’ him made her feel better about it. Making men subservient to you was satisfying.
"So… do chains and whips excite you?" Her tone was sardonic as she looked down at him from above but a slight slur in her speech lessened the effect she was going for. When Alice sobered up later, she’d probably look back at this event and grimace. She really had no idea what she was doing to him or why. But it felt damn near good.
—- “Would it make you happy if I hurt you?” She squeezed his wrists tightly, hungry to get a reaction from him. The brunette leaned down and whispered into his ear, “Tell me.” Whatever his answer was, her teeth would meet his skin and she'd have her way with him. Enjoying every inch of him and watching him wrench from the hurt she inflicted on him, drunken or not, Alice wouldn't hesitate. Pain and pleasure would have no difference when she was done with him.
Send me a ♫ and I’ll shuffle my ipod. For whatever song comes up first, I’ll write a starter for our muses inspired by that song.
“I couldn’t handle having to dress that brat on a daily basis.
At least she’s half-competent.”
"Better than sitting crying quietly in a corner and worrying over every little thing..."
"Simple-minded seaweed head."
some call it “arrogance”, i call it “C O N F I D E N C E.”