Xuchilpaba's Seed

Indie Fr. Tobias Archbolt (Silent Hill 4) RP blog. Follows back from deviloutofhell. Selective/private and highly triggering. See ABOUT and RULES for more information. Baby, this town rips the bones from your back.

[bunney]

*takes gulp of vodka straight from the bottle* my day was fine

[mahigxn-deactivated20200629]

Bro talking to chaos magicians is like talking to engineers who don’t work in their field, it’s always incomprehensible and all theory, with a slight dash of toxic masculinity

[deadmenstown]

@paraphiliapet

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He grunts, slipping off his tie with one hand. With the other arm he pins Cole to the desk.

“Good boy.”

Already he’s breathing hard, chest tight.

“You really are insatiable, aren’t you?”

Gently he winds the silk tie round Cole’s eyes. As he releases the boy for a second, freeing his other hand, he feels Cole warm and shaking against his body; the pressure makes him groan, biting his lip.

He ties the blindfold snug.

“You’re a goddam whore, Miller.”

It’s almost affectionate.

[deadmenstown]

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“Do I scare you, Miller?”

His voice hitches; Miller’s hot and yielding against his cock, through his neat slacks.

“Be honest.”

[deadmenstown]

@paraphiliapet

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He grunts, slipping off his tie with one hand. With the other arm he pins Cole to the desk.

“Good boy.”

Already he’s breathing hard, chest tight.

“You really are insatiable, aren’t you?”

Gently he winds the silk tie round Cole’s eyes. As he releases the boy for a second, freeing his other hand, he feels Cole warm and shaking against his body; the pressure makes him groan, biting his lip.

He ties the blindfold snug.

“You’re a goddam whore, Miller.”

It’s almost affectionate.

[thewinedarksea]

the seven deadly sins | gluttony

over-consumption or over-indulgence in food, drink, or wealth items

[gwengold]

[deadmenstown]

@paimoncompelsyou

“Well, aren’t you just adorable?”

His gaze is searching, unimpressed.

[deadmenstown]

“I did my homework. Careful of the circle there. Wouldn’t want you to get hurt.”

From the bottle of whiskey on his desk he pours a generous measure.

“All right, Soris. Make yourself comfortable.”

He smiles, tight and controlled, eyes flashing behind his glasses.

“Tell me about Hell.”

[deadmenstown]

@paimoncompelsyou

“Well, aren’t you just adorable?”

His gaze is searching, unimpressed.

[deadmenstown]

“I’m well aware.”

Middle-aged, silver at the temples. Smells of cigar smoke and sweat and cinnamon. Suit tailored for a slimmer man; jacket slung rakishly over his shoulder. Still handsome enough.

“And what should I be calling you, Soris?”

[deadmenstown]

@paimoncompelsyou

“Well, aren’t you just adorable?”

His gaze is searching, unimpressed.

[asheepinhellsclothing]

Soris cowered in the circle of salt, eyes wide as he stared up at the imposing stranger before him. The circle was so small he had barely any space to move, forcing him to stand. He wanted nothing more than to step away, to put as much space between him and the human as possible, but he was trapped.

“…thank you, sir,” he said after a moment, trying to keep his voice steady, he demeanor calm. “Are you the one who brought me here?”

[deadmenstown]

“What do you think?”

The salt’s still clinging to his hand.

He settles into his armchair with a derisive snort, slinging one leg over the other. “No need to call me sir.” Seated he’s no less imposing.

[deadmenstown]

@paimoncompelsyou

“Well, aren’t you just adorable?”

His gaze is searching, unimpressed.

[anxiousbutconfident]

when lazy kissing gets intense with that deep breath and hip pull

[strkirn-archived]

neckpeep‌:

My mind says sex but my heart also says sex 

[x-deer-teeth-x]

do you think you’d actually notice if someone didn’t cast a shadow? or if their limbs were just slightly too long? or if they had just a little too many teeth? like how many times have you passed Something on the street and you just didn’t Notice It

[tornpyre-deactivated20191208]

stay woke monsterfuckers ur love is out there!!!!!

[x-deer-teeth-x]

yknow what? not my point at all in any way whatsoever, but I’m glad I could be an inspiration

[deadmenstown]

@paraphiliapet

“Good boy.”

He stretches languidly, joints popping. The strains of violin music float in the steamy air, the tape deck a little tinny.

“Never get old, Cole. Being alive starts to hurt.”

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[crxwfish-a]

deadmenstown‌:

“Going to crack your head open.”

Lightly he catches Ford’s wrist; lightly he guides him down the steps.

(If the son of a gun falls, I’ll never see that money—)

“Easy does it. You’re not drinking without me?”

Ford’s entire weight fell into Toby and his head lulled, sweat soaking through his shirt. 

“Go to hell…” He muttered weakly without any intent of Tobias actually doing so. He felt like it was ages before his foot wobbled to the final step, slowly losing its strength once again. 

[deadmenstown]

“Come on. Easy.”

He’s reminded perversely of Darlene Rutledge, of her flabby arm around his shoulder, of the choking smell of her powder.

But Ford’s a lighter burden, and he guides Ford down, thinking in a rush—

—if there’s no Hatcher fortune, no bonds, no jewels, I’m going to take his sorry ass and hurl him from the water tower.

“Just get to the sofa. Come on.”

[ofcarnvge]

deadmenstown :

The words come out sharer than ice crystals.

Temper that short, you’re going to get yourself in trouble.

He raises his glass. Pushes his spectacles up his nose.

“I said you were a pretty girl. I stand by it.”

The sword goes back into its sheath with a hiss of steel.

She reaches over and takes the glass from his hand with quick, nimble fingers and drains what remains, leaning back to perch on the edge of her bar stool.

The empty glass goes back on the bar.

     “That’s nice. Thanks.” Her eyes glitter with malice. “Do you want to add something about my being exotic?”

[deadmenstown]

“Realistically speaking. You’ve got a god damn sword. You’re certainly not the average barfly.”

Someone’s got a chip on her shoulder.

“If you think we’re such yokels we’ve never seen a woman of the Asian persuasion, can’t help you.”