You can't begin to imagine...

When the time is right, And you are on the edge of your mind, Only then will you realize. [OC/will RP with everyone/ Indie RP] Tracking the tag: AndromedaAsylum May be NSFW or Triggering at times. May or may not always tag.

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[betterthemonsteryouknow-deactiv]

Bell started fiddling with the wrapper the muffin had come in as if it were the most interesting thing in the world, a warm flush covering his cheeks at his meandering thoughts. He swallowed down the last remnants of his coffee, licking his lips. “W-why..” He trailed off, not…

[betterthemonsteryouknow-deactiv]

Bell blushed too, a small giggle escaping his lips. “No.. No don’t be sorry,” he bit at his lips, bracing himself. “I like it.. It felt good,” he looked down, avoiding those icy blue eyes.

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Andromeda bit down on his lip, his cheeks a dark pink as he let a few strands of hair fall in front of his face, his gaze was set on his knee's, hands nervously fiddling with each other.

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[betterthemonsteryouknow-deactiv]

“I’m sure you’ll find a way to get your revenge on me,” he purred and winked, curiosity getting the better of him as he wandered over to the cupboard that had held the instruments Andromeda used to torture him. “Mind if I look? It might ruin the element...

[andromeda-asylum-blog]

He shrugged, "Too bad, right?" 

[betterthemonsteryouknow-deactiv]

“I’m sure you’ll find a way to get your revenge on me,” he purred and winked, curiosity getting the better of him as he wandered over to the cupboard that had held the instruments Andromeda used to torture him. “Mind if I look? It might ruin the element of surprise, but I’m curious all the same.”

[andromeda-asylum-blog]

"Be my guest." Andromeda nodded, normally he would have sat down to watch him look, but that wasn't an option at the moment.

[betterthemonsteryouknow-deactiv]

Bell started fiddling with the wrapper the muffin had come in as if it were the most interesting thing in the world, a warm flush covering his cheeks at his meandering thoughts. He swallowed down the last remnants of his coffee, licking his lips. "W-why.." He trailed off, not sure if he should voice the question at all. "...did you kiss me?" He finished in a breath.

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Andromeda gulped, his cheeks flushing bright pink. "U-um... " He spoke in a quiet, almost silent, voice. "I j-just... Really wanted t-to..." His voice was still lowered, feeling his cheeks burn. "I'm sorry..."

[brbsavingjapan]

bullshit lol

[betterthemonsteryouknow-deactiv]

"Sore?" Bell couldn't help but smirk, finding it to be rather ironic given what Andromeda had been doing to him only moments before they had fucked. He stretched out his muscles before slipping on his jeans once more, his top was in shreds.

[andromeda-asylum-blog]

Andromeda watched the other dress, "Yes, thanks to you.", he gave a small chuckle. The psychopath couldn't deny the discomfort he was already  feeling, and he knew it would probably worsen later. "Worth it though."

[betterthemonsteryouknow-deactiv]

He groaned, rolling his eyes as he stood up slightly from his side of the table, grasping his jacket and pulling it around the other’s shoulders with a soft laugh. “There, didn’t kill you did it?” He teased, a blush forming on his cheeks when he realised how much he enjoyed seeing the other in

his jacket, almost like a boyfr— he shook the thoughts off before they could even form.

[andromeda-asylum-blog]

"Guess n-not." He smiled, relaxing and holding the sides of the jacket together for warmth, it smelt- nice. Andromeda's silver-blue gaze fell to the floor for a few moments, simply waiting for what little body heat he was producing to start to heat him. 

[betterthemonsteryouknow-deactiv]

Bell reached up and gently brushed the stray hairs away, a smirk upon his lips. “I’m glad you did too,” he commented, pressing a chaste kiss to his lips. He wasn’t sure what would be acceptable between them now that their little

scene was over, so he didn’t press for too much contact, just enough for Andromeda to know it was there if he wanted it.

[andromeda-asylum-blog]

Andromeda chuckled, slowly sitting up, though his arse was already sore.. "Ah..." He winced, stretching his arms. Slipping on his pants and trousers, he remained standing for his own comfort, sitting down hurt, not a surprise. 

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[Closed RP-- Tag...:::kyledisconnected:::...]

[kyleisdisconnected-deactivated2]

If sanity was something Kyle could cling to at this very moment for just one minute but that wasn’t the case for the young teen he was slipping into the mouth of madness and letting it take over his once sane sense of self the boy never thought it would be this way that finally he would snap so easily thanks to the torture that he would be forced to endure at the hands of this dangerous and perfect psychopath that made Kyle fear him and long for him in his own sick and twisted base way. No one ever said Kyle was sane he didn’t dare try to be.

Taking a few calm breaths the boy turned his head to watch the torture taking place he wanted to see what was being done to him as though he was a viewer in his own execution it was a feeling like no other the feeling of pleasure and pain and life and death.  He kept his blue eyes rested upon the other as he watched him put the glass away and move onto the scalpel getting ready to put the sharp implement onto Kyles chest and make cuts into it the boy  watched the other excited about what would happen to him tonight. He wouldn’t break so easily and cry over what was going to happen to him. The boy grew up in a home with abuse and he had enough scars to prove it the more scars you have the more it proves you are able to withstand anything that comes your way. Once his torture cut into his beautiful body Kyle closed his eyes fighting the urge to scream and tell him to stop your hurting me. No don’t. But instead Kyle started laughing like a mad man. He wanted more of this it was his addiction pain is pleasure and pleasure is pain so to speak.

“Fuck keep going more it feels good. Please hurt me more”

His voice was low and husky as he turned his head away letting a single tear stream down his cheeks. Kyle was afraid of dying and afraid of no one finding him to save him. But he was going to keep up a strong front and never show anyone his fear. Even if deep down he was hurting he would never let the other see it. But maybe the tears would be seen by the other in this room.

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Andromeda licked his lips, glancing up in time to see the tear drop down his cheeks, though he disregarded emotion. If he felt sorry for his victim, it would prevent him from doing the damage he so craved to put into the other. He leaned forward, sensing the sanity of the other boy wasn't quite in tact, something he could fully relate to. 

His tongue ran down the lengthy cut once more, lapping up the crimson liquid that his body had learnt to live off. "Your blood..." He murmured, his voice calm. "It's... different." The boy tasted not of one blood, but- that of many. It was odd to say the least, but Andro liked it.

He raised the scalpel once more, pressing the tip to Kyles color bone. "I don't believe we've been formally introduced." He stood once more, he was about the others height, which didn't do much for intimidation, but it was clear the male was fearful enough. "Tell be about yourself..." He murmured, dragging the blade gently along the bone and tilting his head to suck at the blood that was already beginning to drip.

[betterthemonsteryouknow-deactiv]

Bell placed the jacket by the redhead’s side just incase he changed his mind, concern evident on his face. “I don’t like seeing you cold, but if you say you’re okay then I believe you,” he smiled and took a long drink from his coffee, moaning softly from the taste. “My…

[betterthemonsteryouknow-deactiv]

You can't begin to imagine...: bell-kaulitz: Bell placed the jacket by the redhead’s side just incase...

“I guess,” he chuckled with a nod, he would have made a great vampire — he was anti-sociable enough, although he was vegetarian so it would be a little difficult. He sighed when he saw the other boy practically shivering with cold, rolling his eyes. “I can see you’re a stubborn one, aren’t you? Do I need to put the jacket on you myself?” He teased with a grin.

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Andromeda giggled, "S-stubborn is the r-right word.", he smiled, a blush forming on his cheeks at the thought of the other draping the jacket around him. "I'm f-fine. I pr-promise."

[thefrogman]

I am a team player. 

[betterthemonsteryouknow-deactiv]

He raised his brow at that — he was being asked his opinion? Well that was new for a killer, but it gave him something to think about. “I’d rather live, it’d make doing this again,” he gestured to their naked bodies, “far easier, don’t you think? I guess it depends on how you intended to kill me, because Vampires don’t often stay dead.”

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Andromeda chuckled, he wasn't, in all honesty, sure how he would have killed Bell. "I'm glad you found this satisfactory." He murmured, his blue eyes twinkling in the dim light of the room, a few stray hairs moving into his line of vision, though he disregarded them.

[betterthemonsteryouknow-deactiv]

  Bell placed the jacket by the redhead's side just incase he changed his mind, concern evident on his face. "I don't like seeing you cold, but if you say you're okay then I believe you," he smiled and took a long drink from his coffee, moaning softly from the taste. "My body is always cold, it's ridiculous how much I find sunlight unbearable. Anyone would think I'm a vampire!" He chuckled at the idea.

[andromeda-asylum-blog]

Andromeda chuckled, "Vampires are  quite cool, I guess.", he remembered when he was little when he would dress as a vampire, thanks to his pale complexion  he had suited the look very well. He closed his eyes for a few moments, trying to warm himself up. When all else failed, he sighed. He wouldn't give in to the others jacket, though it was tempting. Pulling his sleeves over his hands, he sipped at the coffee, feeling it run down his throat.

[kanyeahwest]

you can still be thick and have a thigh gap 

[thelostmilligan]

Is anyone else confused on what’s going on the chalkboard?

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“Not everyone.” Andromeda blinked, “You are still standing.”, he stated. Sitting down on a clear counter. Possibly the only object not to be clustered with various things and not blood stained. “Unless you don’t wish to be…”

[durdn]

“True.” Daniel chuckled. “I’m good, still standing..” He walked around, looking at the various things the man kept. “Quite a collection you have..” After a good while of looking, Daniel felt sick to his stomach. He clutched his stomach, but didn’t throw up, he didn’t want to and therefore he’d hold it in.

[andromeda-asylum-blog]

Andromeda nodded, a smirk forming as the male held his stomach. "I know.." They would be gone soon though, he had experiments to do, and things didn't last forever.

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[Closed RP-- Tag...:::kyledisconnected:::...]

[kyleisdisconnected-deactivated2]

The boy wasn’t sure what was sane and what was insane anymore and he was pretty sure he was going crazy from being here and being close to the other male  it was an addiction this need to be reborn again due to the pain the other was giving to him. Letting himself relax and calm his body down from the desires that he was feeling when the other male cut into his beautiful body leaving a small mark that he wanted to last forever if that was the case.

When the other male asked him if he wanted to taste his own blood Kyle licked his lips in desire wanting to taste what made him who he was. He always had this fixation with blood and with tasting it because he felt that blood connects us it is our life force and who we really are inside. The boy always took care of himself working out and eating the right foods even if he smoked weed and done other drugs but staying fit was part of his job so it was no shock that his blood tasted good to this other male. Taking a deep breath Kyle thought about what to say when he was asked if he wanted to taste his own blood. Of course he did it was his desire to taste his very life force his own blood.

“Yes I would like to taste my blood”

He let the other give him his blood and Kyle licked his lips in desire enjoying how his own blood tasted. Maybe he was vain and the idea of tasting something so beautiful turned him on.  But to be turned on by one’s self is a sick twisted act something Kyle was sure he was guilty of but he was turned on by the other too so it was twisted at best for the boy. Letting the other cut into his body with the glass Kyle closed his eyes and he bit his lip enjoying the way it felt when the other cut into him even if it was a small cut it would be a mark reminding him of the other an A for the others name Andromeda a beautiful name for a beautiful nightmare. As he thought about what they could do next and choosing to have someone torture you. No one asked Kyle about what he wanted and this was so new to him. 

Leaning his beautiful body onto where he was being held Kyle opened his blue hues and looked at the other wanting to do what he choose to do and it had to be dangerous and twisted just the way Kyle liked it. His body was feeling connected to the other and he wanted to connect to the person who was going to hurt him. He learned too young to find connections to people and make them last even if this was a dangerous match for the young teen. Thinking about what he wanted he would let the male lead the way and let him torture Kyle because that is the way he was. Someone who let others control him because he was always the one in control over everyone and everything. This was meant to be in it’s own base way.

“I would like you to choose what we do being I’m yours to do as you want with me. Do your worst”

He said this in a low hushed tone as he closed his eyes again getting himself ready for this moment a moment where he would finally become a man and live in the moment and the danger of this beautiful nightmare. Kyle wanted to feel something bigger than himself and maybe just maybe this was what he wanted this was what he desired most of all.

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Andromeda smiled, his dangerous grin one to fear. His actions were having a psychological effect on his victim; which was more then he could ever wish for. The thought of driving someone to insanity merely by victimizing them and torturing them only added to his pleasure from the whole ordeal. 

After receiving clarification that the other no longer cared what the psychopath did, he licked his lip, not wanting to waste any of the blood that he had in his mouth. Swallowing the remainder of the sweet liquid, he turned. A shard of glass would no longer be sufficient to his needs, and he decided to go for the scalpel.

Picking the sharp object up, he tilted it at an angle so it would catch the light and reflecting the silver shine over the boys body, completely subconsciously.  He licked the blade, as if testing its durability, and upon deciding it fit for the job, turned back to the other male. His gaze fell to his torso, and the patches of clear untouched skin that had yet to suffer Andromeda's sick desires. 

Standing a breath away from the other, he inhaled softly. Though his soft breathing was of little comfort to anyone. It was that dangerous whisp of wind that threatened storm, it was that slight breeze that ruined the warmth of the sun it was the sign that the psychopath was alive. And that was bad in its own accord. 

Falling to his knees softly, he raised the blade to the faint outline of the bound mans abs, slowly applying pressure and watching the crimson blood slowly trickle down his pale skin.

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Andromeda took a sharp turn into the surgery room, the door swinging open as if expecting his presence. “Hm.” He stopped and stood aside. There were bones in piles, neat, as if Andromeda had strategically placed them individually and woven them together. There were jars of various organs and bags of blood hanging on metal hooks.

[durdn]

Daniel followed and his jaw dropped seeing everything. All of it was real, and right in front of him. He should’ve been scared, like he was of the man earlier, but for some reason, he wasn’t. There was a gut feeling to turn around and just run out of there, but he was so fascinated. “So you just do this.. With everyone who comes in here?” He asked, looked over to him. 

[andromeda-asylum-blog]

"Not everyone." Andromeda blinked, "You are still standing.", he stated. Sitting down on a clear counter. Possibly the only object not to be clustered with various things and not blood stained. "Unless you don't wish to be..."