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things you dont learn at school:
oscar wilde said he was “addicted to cock-sucking”. also, oscar wilde said “penis-sucking” gave him inspiration
“love is a sacrament that should be taken kneeling” I choked
So did Oscar Wilde
unlikely. he sounds amateur to you?
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tenebrisangel:
Azazel felt the other’s sharp nail trail down towards his chin, It sent small chills down his spine. He fought off on showing the expression on his face, he did a poker face.
“Adonis? huh? Not a bad name” Azazel commented. But in all seriousness, he really hasn’t heard of this guy before. Maybe this guy’s reputation hasn’t reached his city yet.
“I Just saw that people were running away from this direction and thought that a demon could be attacking near by. ” He said to Adonis as he looked at him.
⛧₣Ʉ₵₭ ₥Ɇ ₳₴ ł ₴₮ł₵₭ ₮ⱧɆ ₭₦ł₣Ɇ ł₦ ɎØɄⱤ ฿₳₵₭⛧
⛧ Adonis pulled his hand away, it was quite the shitshow wasn’t it. Luckily no one took pictures or anything. It wouldn’t be good if there was any film evidence of either Adonis or anything to do with the shop. The shop needed to keep a low profile to continue doing as they pleased, nothing good came from attention.
⛧ “Well, my dear Azazel, I now owe you a favor.” he shot the other an extremely charming expression, batting his false eyelashes as if he were a maiden. “Feel free to ask for anything in reward for saving little ol’ me.” he emphasized on anything.
the-cult-order:
Adonis sighed, rolling his eye when he heard the other’s comment about working with the undead. of course Ebony had to make it more obvious then it already was. He turned to look at the name lookalike, crossing his arms over his chest. “We have Adonian currency…” he replied, tilting his head to the side. “I’m not sure if a shop like yours would accept it as payment, though.”
Ebony shrugged. “Coins, you know. Gold, silver, bronze… You can exchange them for American money if you need to.” She raised a hand to trace over his arm, grinning mischievously, tracing the sharp end of her tail over his leg. “Of course, if that’s not sufficient, I could pay you in other ways.”
Being a succubus, it usually worked… She wouldn’t be surprised if it didn’t, though.
⛧₣Ʉ₵₭ ₥Ɇ ₳₴ ł ₴₮ł₵₭ ₮ⱧɆ ₭₦ł₣Ɇ ł₦ ɎØɄⱤ ฿₳₵₭⛧
⛧ Adonis watched their subtle interaction closely, a snicker escaping his deeply coloured lips. Once mention of money started, he looked almost bored. The shop had no interest in something so shamelessly material.
⛧ “We don’t deal in money,” he started, “why would I pay money for something when I could just take it.” his voice was almost sinister as he held his hand up and formed a tight fist.
⛧ He then looked to Ebony, the idea interested him but Lady Farewell might actually kill him if he didn’t get something in exchange that could be used in the shop. Adonis leaned forward, taking her chin in his hands and pulling her face only an inch from his. “I’m not sure you could handle me, sweetheart.” he whispered, “I’ve got quite the dangerous reputation when it comes to fucking.”
⛧ He lingered close to Ebony, tempted to taste her for just a moment but controlled himself and pulled away. “We deal in trade, you get what you want when you offer me something I can use or sell in this shop.”
supernaturalprivatedetective:
That was one question Timmie had hoped wouldn’t come up.
“This whole thing is a favor to Rufus, Adonis,” Timmie said quietly; while sharing wasn’t Timmie’s strong points, she knew Adonis at least understood her situation, no matter his personal thoughts on it, “After the last time I borrowed his powers, he sent me on a goose-chase, looking for this guy–I guess Rufus owed him?–and this guy wants this Wolfbann out of reach of normal people.”
Timmie pulled out her flip-phone and pulled up a low-resolution picture of a round silver amulet pictured in a plain picture-frame, “This guy originally had it made, I guess; he’s on his deathbed, so I took the job, even though Rufus told me it was ultimately my decision.”
The hunter hesitated, before opening her mouth again, “I had a bad feeling about this particular amulet, and when I did some digging I found out that its cursed–its one of the bigger reasons I called you.”
⛧₣Ʉ₵₭ ₥Ɇ ₳₴ ł ₴₮ł₵₭ ₮ⱧɆ ₭₦ł₣Ɇ ł₦ ɎØɄⱤ ฿₳₵₭⛧
⛧ Adonis listened patiently, he felt no ill will towards Timmie nor her little friend, Rufus. He crossed his arms, eyes focused on her serious expression. She seemed to have the same relationship as he had with Lady Farewell, something he wouldn’t wish on his worse enemy.
⛧ He didn’t even need to look at the picture, the witch knew what it looked like. The amulet was something that the supernatural frequently came into the shop for and left empty handed, as Lady Farewell never went after it.
⛧ The case sparked an interest as he wondered why his boss, whom practically had the power of a god never sent after it.
⛧ Her comment about the guy wanting it out of reach of normal people stirred a laugh out of Adonis, he’d get his wish at the price of putting it in the hands of pure evil who’d sell it at the best price, even if it meant the demise of all of the humanity.
⛧ “Alright, you have my undivided attention.” he started, “Have any leads, peaches?”
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tenebrisangel:
Azazel got a bit nervous when he was sixed up but the other. He really wasn’t expecting it but this seem like an interesting conversation so far. Azazel opened to his mouth to reply to the taller male.
“I’m Azazel. And you are you?”
He would have never guessed that someone like him, would hunt devils for a living. But he did look like, he was going to some party or something like that.
⛧₣Ʉ₵₭ ₥Ɇ ₳₴ ł ₴₮ł₵₭ ₮ⱧɆ ₭₦ł₣Ɇ ł₦ ɎØɄⱤ ฿₳₵₭⛧
⛧ Adonis smiled, blood red lips painted so heavily it would take half a box of makeup wipes just to clean them. Despite his artificial appearance, there was something raw about Adonis, something unrefined as he looked the other up and down. He couldn’t help but drag his sharpened nails up the warm skin of Azazel's chin.
⛧ “Usually I’m known as your Majesty, The Queen but I’ll make an exception for you, handsome.” Adonis’ voice sickeningly sweet as it escaped his throat, “My name is Adonis.”
⛧ “Oh, and mind telling how you even knew about our departed friend over there?” he glanced back at where the demon’s body lay lifeless on the ground.