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hitaki-tempo

納涼：Makishima

innocence-is-thekey

Aww. Amaimon’s version. <3

feather-griffin

EVERYONE IS STARTING TO REVINE THIS HELP “:^)”

ninja46464

Chill out!!!

kermapippurisaatana

Psoyche!

bestia-di-sangue

"Who did this to you?"

Alaire jumps in his spot on the floor upon hearing a voice. Only his movement hurts, chains around his neck prohibiting him from moving about to much. Not only that, but there were chains about his wrists and ankled as well. They bound him in a way that forced him to stay in a sitting position unless he were to lie on the floor. Different coloured bruises were cast upon normally pale skin, different shades of red and purple scattered about his body.

“A-Amaimon..?” He questions, not having expected to see the demon. Bakeneko was surprised, having difficulty believing Amaimon was actually standing before him. Surely he’d lost his mind. Alaire had been there for weeks, after all. And from the looks of it his captor had grown bored of him as he hadn’t seen them in several days now. “Is that.. Really you..?”

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dont-call-me-broccoli

Because Amaimon couldnt find him in his home on one of his uninvited visits to the bakeneko’s home. He had gone searching for him trying to find any clues to his where abouts until finally a lead brought him before Alaire. The speechless demon stared in shock at the sight of Alaire. Amaimon dropped to his knees before the other. “Aye. I’m here.” The demon king quickly began to search the bruises and chains keeping the bakeneko strapped down. Looking behind him, he searched for a key to make cause the other as little pain as possible. “Who did this?” He snarled not finding the key. The bastard must have it.

bestia-di-sangue

So he wasn’t going crazy? Amaimon was really there? It was so good to see him! Regardless of the situation. “I don’t.. Know their name.” Alaire answers the question with a frown. “They haven’t been here in a few days so..” And the only reason he knew this was his ability to see the change of daytime and nighttime through a small window.

From Alaire’s appearance it’s clear that he hasn’t been properly fed at all. He’s lost a lot of weight, but is luckily at least not skin and bones. “C-Can you get me out of here..?”

dont-call-me-broccoli

"Of course!" The demon growled as he went back to Alaire's side. Amaimon looked over the chains for the easiest breaking point. He began to snap them.

"We need to get some food in you." He stated as he could clearly see the sagging skin from lack of water. Amaimon broke the last of the chains and dug into his pockets. All he felt were sweets, unfortunately thats not going to help someone in need. The Earth King gave up on his pockets and tried to lift Alaire.

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Post 10 random things about yourself and then pass it on to 15 people. Please repost,do not reblog. tagged by: @bestia-di-sangue tagging: i honestly have been back on here for while so i dont know anybody anymore! 1. I am 22 years old. 2. My birthday is coming up soon here in September. 3. My hobbies include rping (hopefully again), video games and reading. 4. I own 1 dog, 2 cats and a hedgehog. 5. I live in a 2 bedroom apartment in Kansas. 6. I am female. 7. I work full time in a pharmacy as the lead tech. 8. I dont know where my relationship status is currently standing. 9. No idea what else to say... 10. I really want to get back into tumblr and rping again!

kimreesesdaughter

Boys are so creative with how they disappoint you! 😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊

bestia-di-sangue

"Who did this to you?"

Alaire jumps in his spot on the floor upon hearing a voice. Only his movement hurts, chains around his neck prohibiting him from moving about to much. Not only that, but there were chains about his wrists and ankled as well. They bound him in a way that forced him to stay in a sitting position unless he were to lie on the floor. Different coloured bruises were cast upon normally pale skin, different shades of red and purple scattered about his body.

“A-Amaimon..?” He questions, not having expected to see the demon. Bakeneko was surprised, having difficulty believing Amaimon was actually standing before him. Surely he’d lost his mind. Alaire had been there for weeks, after all. And from the looks of it his captor had grown bored of him as he hadn’t seen them in several days now. “Is that.. Really you..?”

@dont-call-me-broccoli

dont-call-me-broccoli

Because Amaimon couldnt find him in his home on one of his uninvited visits to the bakeneko’s home. He had gone searching for him trying to find any clues to his where abouts until finally a lead brought him before Alaire. The speechless demon stared in shock at the sight of Alaire. Amaimon dropped to his knees before the other. "Aye. I'm here." The demon king quickly began to search the bruises and chains keeping the bakeneko strapped down. Looking behind him, he searched for a key to make cause the other as little pain as possible. "Who did this?" He snarled not finding the key. The bastard must have it.