S I C K & D E L U D E D

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[averyspecificscent]

Looking for anything gay, bizarre, and/or totally outlandish. Let’s plot and play. 

[ohmyvibes-deactivated20210306]

TATTOO 

[averyspecificscent]

daemoniiisms​:

rosa’s quickly downed the last of his wine. he licked the last of the sweet liquid from his lips with slow purpose as he slowly raked his eyes over the boy’s form. He then tossed both the glass and his novel over a shoulder where they disappeared into little puffs of smoke. when the other began to quickly apologized, rosa’s hungry smile gave way to one a little more genuine. just for a short moment. “—-well, i’m glad some of you mortals still have manners.” 

stepping from the circle, rosa stepped to the other’s kneeling form. he reached down just enough to cup the other’s chin, tilting it up so he could catch his gaze. “and where do you suggest we celebrate? my place or yours?” he smirked, brushing his thumb over the other’s lower lip before pulling his hand away. “you’re the one that summoned me, you get to call the shots for now.”

“What were you reading?” Charley asked, curiosity getting the better of him as he continued to engage in genuflection before the demonic entity. “I can get you a drink too, if you want!” The brunet suggested, trying his best to be a good host, even to a powerful supernatural being like Rosa. 

“Are you seriously asking me if I wanna house a demon in my boring-ass home, or if I’d prefer to, like, literally visit Hell? That’s basically the question being posed to me right now?” He clarified, even chuckling a little. “Seems like a no brainer. Let’s party at your place!” 

[daemoniiisms]

                                𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖞𝖇𝖔𝖉𝖞 𝖐𝖓𝖔𝖜𝖘 𝖎𝖋 𝖎'𝖒 𝖌𝖎𝖛𝖊𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖓𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙

                                      𝖎 𝖒𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 𝖊𝖆𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖆𝖑𝖎𝖛𝖊 !!!

                                                      [  18+ m/m rp  ]

[averyspecificscent]

Starter call.

[daemoniiisms]

𝖈𝖑𝖔𝖘𝖊𝖉 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖊𝖗 // @averyspecificscent

“just a little peace and quiet—-” tendrils of shadow writhed across the floor before coalescing into the broad form of a stark naked rosa. a glass of wine was clutched in one hand and a trashy romance novel in the other. the demon rolled his eyes, musing aloud, “—-is that so much to ask?” maybe getting promoted from prince to demon wasn’t worth it when it meant getting called upon constantly.

with a clearly annoyed huff, the demon lifted a brow, finding the current surroundings much less cult-y than he was expecting. normally when he was summoned so unexpectedly, there were more people around to make it happen, and for some reason they always wore the most unflattering robes. this was different however. hungry red eyes settled on who he assumed had summoned him here, doing nothing to hide his nudity. “let me guess,” rosa’s lips curled into a bemused smile, “you didn’t expect this to work?”

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“Holy crap.” The boy’s eyes blinked for several seconds, taking a moment to indulge in the demon’s sudden presence and his obscene nudity. A sigil on the floor and an incantation were really all it took to summon Hell’s royalty? Charley’s shock and surprise gave way to embarrassment, and before Rosa knew it, there was a twink bowing before him, offering apology after apology. “I-I’m really sorry to bother you! I mean, I kind of hoped it’d work. Otherwise, I just ruined my carpet with an occult symbol for nothing.” 

He’d expected horns, even more smoke, and a ghoulish appearance. The young (and former) hunter hadn’t expected a demon that looked like the romantic lead of some primetime soap opera. “Thank you for coming though!” Charley was still kneeling, ready to offer any praise or worship he could possibly provide. “Maybe we could celebrate a successful summoning?” He suggested, smiling softly.  

[averyspecificscent]

Looking for new storylines or threads if anyone would like to plot or interact!

[dilfckd-deactivated20210217]

closed starter! @averyspecificscent​

It was a fun night at his favorite bar with his favorite friends. That week had been brutal, he thought Friday would never arrive. And yet, it did. So they went to their bar downtown right after workhours and it was already pass ten when Wyatt went to the bar for his fourth pint of beer. It was when he noticed that young pretty face sitting on one of the benches. Alone. With big eyes, like a deer lost in the woods. He told himself, mentally, to behave. The young man had an age to be his son. But he was tipsy. And he was known to only listen to the head of his cock. So he turned after the bartender was gone to get his pint full and he looked the boy with a big smile. “You look like you’re lost. Did the big leather daddies scared you?” The bartender gave him the full pint and Wyatt blinked at him, giving him a bill, before returning his attention to the boy. “My name’s Wyatt. I promise I don’t bite.” He offered a hand to the other. “Unless it is to make you moan.”

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Charley barely knew how to react. He’d just been minding his business, drinking alone as usual. Most people clearly preferred going out and specifically partying with their closest companions. Charley wasn’t most people. Instead, the slender, young man preferred keeping to himself, even when he visited a bar. He hardly expected anyone to talk to him, let alone to act seemingly interested. “I -- “ The man’s statement flustered him, leaving him blushing as a sheepish smile flitted across his plush lips. “I don’t scare easily,” Charley countered, moving forward so that he could shake Wyatt’s hand firmly. “I’m Charley. Nice to meet you.”

[averyspecificscent]

Reading Midnight Sun and my inner teenager is shrieking, honestly.

[averyspecificscent]

Would anyone like to plot?

[bearshift]

                            THE BEAR, he says, IS MANY ANIMALS IN ONE. Like a lion, he downs mammals much bigger than he, like any ruminant, he pillages crops, he steals grapes & fruit like a monkey, nibbles on berries like a blackbird, plunders anthills & beehives like a woodpecker, digs up tubers & larvae like a pig & catches fish with the dexterity of an otter.

                            ( and he eats honey like a man. )

              independent & selective bear shifter original character. ( pc. )

[infectionofmind-deactivated2021]

You ever get a stake in the chest, Charley?

[lovestereo]

Visit Original Link

[nightstalk]

𝑾𝑬  𝑫𝑶  𝑾𝑯𝑨𝑻  𝑾𝑬  𝑾𝑨𝑵𝑻. we have complete freedom. nobody knows about this place and nobody knows about us. freedom. no parents. no rules. hell —— we’re as free as birds.

[averyspecificscent]

[averyspecificscent]

‘ i am a god. ‘

Charley couldn’t exactly argue with such an obvious statement. Nor did he want to. Such a challenge would’ve resulted in either some further mocking on his behalf, or immense disinterest from the rugged man he called a neighbor. Although he could certainly live with the former (and had for months), both outcomes were unsatisfactory to such a needy, young man. And the thought of Jerry becoming wholly bored with him was something he’d like to avoid at all costs. Surely, his loyalty, unwavering obedience, and fluffing Jerry’s massive ego would stave such a horrifying prospect off. Smiling, the young man lowered his eyes in reverence and nodded. The awe he regarded Jerry with, the sheer magnitude of his respect, admiration, and attraction was obvious enough just by looking at the timid twink.  

“May I please worship you?”

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@averyspecificscent​ got eric for charlie !!

as soon as he sensed the alteration outside of the club, eric hyper-sped out of his office and headed out to the car park. within a few seconds, he had grabbed the assailant – a trouble-making vampire who liked to pick on the human patrons – by the throat and slammed him on the ground, his knee crushing his balls and his hand did to his throat. everyone who was loitering around their cars gasped at the display, not to mention at eric who had his thick, long, ancient fangs out for everyone to see. “move along,” was all the ex-viking needed to say to make his point. after swallowing his pride, the other vampire nodded and muttered his ‘o-o-okay’s’ before eric let him up and leave.

the viking smirked to himself as he watched them speed off into the night before turning to the human who had been attacked. he was just about to push past them once he made sure they were okay before he realized they were an attractive young male. eric looked him up and down, turning his head to the side curiously once he had his attention with his stinging gaze. “didn’t your parents ever tell you not to pick fights with vampires…” he teased, despite his tone sounding all too serious.

[averyspecificscent]

He was blond and massive. It was the first thing Charley noticed about his savior. It was also, more than likely, the first thing anyone noticed about him. A closer look revealed his handsome visage, and the young man found himself nearly red-faced in the intimidating vampire’s heady presence. 

“Thank you,” the twink said kindly, offering the large blond a sweet smile. Although he could’ve handled it himself, Charley thought stating such would’ve ruined the moment. And who was he to bite a hand trying to metaphorically feed him? “Guess my mom missed that lesson. If I’m remembering correctly, she actually said, go up to the biggest and scariest vampire you can. And fight ‘em. Definitely a good idea,” Charley said, still smiling as a breezy chuckle left him. “So, you’re just like some undead Superman?” The lean brunet asked curiously, green eyes and his attentive gaze sweeping over Eric’s massive form. “Can I thank you again?”