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"Ask me, Ridge, not Lal, Lal sucks." We KNOW he sucks, and that he's probably really good at it, you don't need to shove it in our faces. I mean, have you seen those lips? Of course you have, you know EXACTLY what I'm talking about.
Reblog if your icon is pure perfection.
All Roleplayers be like;
Reblog this if you think a trans person is their identified gender even without surgeries
I need to prove a point to my stepdad. This is absolute bullshit.
So if you think a trans man can be a man without a penis or a trans woman can be a woman without a vagina, please reblogged.
Can i reblog this a million times?Â
Put a word in my ask and I will write a Headcanon about it for my Muse.
Nightmares
Humanity
Guardian
Torture
Insanity
Slaughter
Order
Morality
Loyalty
Promise
Betrayal
Epiphany
Apathy
Memories
Loss
Lies
Death
Love
Plans
Pawns
revenge
Monster
Time
Waiting
Laugh
Trend
Alliance
Natural
Pretence
Urge
Impression
Critic
Accent
Stranger
Judgement
Delirious
Instinct
Damage
Illusion
End
On anon, describe a date that your muse would take mine on and theyâll say if theyâd be interested based just off of the description.
bonus points if you describe your muse without giving away anything too obvious!
Send 'â«' for my muse to sing apart of a song mun recently listened too
((Hey guys, looks who's back! Thought you'd like to know the ask box is open again, byee!))
"Oh? Ridge was definitely a /bad/ boy when I found him" ((So my computers being an ass so here's a shitty sketch reply, sorry anon
((So I'm just gonna shove this thing on hiatus because no one cares and I know it so...yeah
The Full Backstory
Honestly, I had regretted going on this assignment. Buisness men always seemed to be so self centered and it just made me wish none of them ever existed. Not that isnât my thoughts on all mortals, but of course I had to go. Anyway, here is the story.
I appeared in his office, arms crossed. He sat there with his legs propped on the desk, head down chewing on a pen. âWhat do you want?â He asked, head still down. âRidgedog Vox?â I asked, just to assure myself. âYes? Why else would I be here?â He groans, hitting the pen on the side of his face. âPerfect, guess I should get down to buisness. Iâm here for your soul.â I told him, getting slightly irritated. My tail was getting the point past better than my face. âWhat are you some sort of lawyer-â He looked up at me wide eyed, âYou know, for a lawyer youâre pretty hot.â I groaned, âFlattery will not get you anywhere with me Ridgedog.â âReally? I donât see this as flattery. I see it as having a conversation with a really hot guy.â He told me, a grin plastered onto his face. I sighed rubbing my temples, âAll of you mortals are so irritating!â âWell,â He stood and walked over to me, âIâm obviously bothering you, so why donât I get out of your hair now?â I raised an eyebrow, âWhat are you offering?â âIf I really fuck up, then you can come take me, no questions asked. Iâm sure youâve got many more people to deal with besides me so,â He hold out his hand, âhow about it?â I thought about it for a second, I know this guy like the back of my hand. He couldnât last too long without fucking up. I took his hand, âDeal.â He shook my hand, âPleasure doing buisness with you.â I frowned and vanished, returning to my home.
I kept a close watch on him for a week, I was feeling something in my mind that wanted to see him again. But I couldnât see him as myself or he would knowâŠI had an idea. I stood and started walking towards a window. As I walked my figure changed to that of a woman, I was wearing shorts and low cut shirt. Heâd notice me now. I vanished and reappeared in his office.
He sat there eyes down, âHow can I help you?â I smiled and walked over to him, taking his chin in my hand, âI think you can,â I leaned down pressed his head into my chest, causing him to push me off saying, âCan you please keep your chest off of me.â I was done hiding. I turned back to myself in my red suit standing there arms crossed. He looked up at me and grinned, âNow /you/ I would love to help.â I glared down at him, âWhy wonât you fuck up? Itâs so simple!â He grinned, âNow why do you want me to fuck up? Itâs not like you want anyone else in hell do you? Iâm sure that lonely existance of yours is just magnificent.â âI wouldnât say itâs magnificent.â I grumbled; he stood up and walked over to me, grabbing my chin, âThen why are you so determined to get me down there?â He asked with a queasy grin, I only looked at him with distaste, âItâs my /job/ if you havenât realized.â âOh no I know, but Iâm sure youâd love another deal wouldnât you? It seems to me you do enjoy those donât you?â He let his hand trail down to my neck, his voice filled with promise. âAnd what would this /deal/ be?â I asked, preparing to pull away but he pulled me down to him, âThat you love me.â I looked at him as if he were crazy, âWhy would I love an idiotic mortal like you? Youâre merely a /speck/ if importance to me.â I expected this to discourage him, yet it did the exact opposite, âSo youâre saying Iâm important to you?â âMerely a speck-â He stopped me, âBut thatâs still on a scale of importance, but,â He moved his hand to my chest, causing an odd feeling in my chest as if someone were grabbing my heart and trying to stop it from beatingâŠif it did of course, my face red hot, âIâm sure you say that to every mortal you come across donât you?â He was grinning as if heâd over come me. âThe only reason youâre important is itâs my job to collect your soul and take it for myself!â I was infuriated but that feeling in my chest wasnât leaving. âThen youâll take my deal? Let me try to prove you love me, if you donât Iâll willingly go with you, but if you do love me Iâm allowed to live as long as I can before dying of natural causes.â He held out his hand to me, âDeal?â I sighed knowing Iâd have no choice I shook his hand. He grinned wider and pulled me into a kiss, honestly I couldnât say I didnât like it, it did feel nice. So I kissed him back, wrapping my arms around the shorter manâs neck. Eventually he pushed me into a chair, still kissing me. It was a weird feeling kissing him, I donât know why but it just feels soâŠcomforting, a feeling, to me, old as time. He pulls back, grinning, âIt seems youâre /more/ than comfortable with this,â He nuzzled into my cheek, âso do you love me?â I grumbled, âI may /like/ youâŠâ He quckly stood up grinning, âI /knew/ it! Iâm so perfect even a /god/ could love me!â I sneered at this remark, âWhen did the word love come out of my mouth?â He turned looking confused, âB-but you said-â âThat I /like/ you, not that I love you, seems your deal is void. Now letâs go Iâm bored with you.â I groaned, standing up. âIt isnât over until I give up or you tell me you love me!â He wined. I sighed trying to think of a way out of this deal, suddenly an idea came to me and I grinned, âFine, but this time, I get to choose where you attempt this, got it?â He nodded excitedly, unknowing of the fear he was about to see.
I teleported him to a pitch black room that reeked of rotting flesh. âW-where are we?â His voice was shaky as he clung to me. âOh? Just a little place for my demons.â I was sure that he would quit as soon as something grabbed him but he only held me tighter and started crying, âP-please! J-just say it and take me back! Please!â He begged, terrified, why such a meaningless emotion Iâll never know, but something just ran though my chest like a bullet. Should I really torture this man to the point of insanity because I donât think I love him? I sighed and brought up the lights in a grand ballroom. I tilted his head up and wiped his tears, âI-I may l-love youâŠI donât know for sure thoughâŠ.â He smiled up at me and hugged me tightly, his face burried in my chest. I sent him back to his office and went back to hell myself, alone with these new feelings. I swore that I wouldnât bother the man again until he died, and I upheld that.
While sitting in my office bored out of my mind someone new dropped in, I didnât expect much so I kept my eyes closed, âWelcome to hell, I stopped torturing millenea ago so donât ask, why the hell are you here?â âAw? No torture? Even for little old me?â I perked up and looked at him, âWell Hello there, and what brought you down to me on this fine firey evening?â âA carâŠâ I burst into laughter, âI could have easily taken your soul, no pain, and you- YOU GET HIT BY A CAR!â I was laughing so hard I started crying! I couldnât breath, âYes I got hit by a car, sue me.â He mocked. âOh come on, I thought I was a hot lawyer?â He glared at me as I could only snicker.
"'heh... you know, for a lawyer youre pretty hot.' Ridge told the man."