Some of them want to use you Some of them want to get used by you Some of them want to abuse you Some of them want to be abused
macklin celebrini has autism
Xuebing Du
Noah Kahan
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
No title available
Fai_Ryy
Color Me Curious

@theartofmadeline
Mike Driver
Game of Thrones Daily
todays bird

blake kathryn
No title available
Not today Justin
No title available
ojovivo
Monterey Bay Aquarium
taylor price
The Stonewall Inn
Sade Olutola

seen from Vietnam
seen from Türkiye

seen from United States

seen from Australia
seen from United States
seen from Venezuela

seen from Brazil
seen from Mexico
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United Arab Emirates
seen from Germany

seen from Malaysia
seen from Greece

seen from Singapore
seen from Ecuador
seen from Bangladesh

seen from Malaysia

seen from Bolivia

seen from United States
@filis-aureis
Some of them want to use you Some of them want to get used by you Some of them want to abuse you Some of them want to be abused
Hoheo Taralna Rondero Tarel
Alois Trancy - The Spider of Hell.
Yes, Your Highness.
"All I wanted was to be wanted."
x
"And wanted you are, master.
"For my only wish is to serve you, then when the time comes, to ravage your succulent soul to its last morsel."
When is a monster not a monster? Oh, when you love it.
Caitlyn siehl (via hxwlett)
“This has nothing to do with you.”
x
“Your highness.”
It was the tone of one with decaying poise; low and stern, though still retaining an air of restraint as only a butler addressing his master should keep. Even so, those gilded eyes divulged all the severity that dwelled within.
"I am afraid your health and protection are my highest priority, as per the terms of our contract. Therefore it is in my best interest that you are kept out of peril’s grasp.”
He surveyed his master - his meal - gaze scouring the earl’s frame for any trace of harm. Honestly, must he go to such lengths to entice the demon’s attention?
Humans are truly pitiful.
ιƒ уσυ ωαηт ѕυяνιναℓ
кηєєℓ ση му αяяιναℓ
ƒσя тнιѕ ιѕ нσω ι яυℓє тнє ωσяℓ∂
I literally cannot stop drawing these two, i think there’s something wrong with me
Tedious.
A listless sigh droned through the air as the Trancy butler paced rhythmically down the left wing corridor. The perpetual walls entrapping his wandering form exhaled solemn echoes of their past, dulcet as vapour, before they were once more swallowed by the manor's thick shroud of silence.
A supple white hand slunk to his waist pocket, and from it withdrew a ticking pocket watch.
06:58pm.
Dusk was encroaching. The servant's master had been uncharacteristically reticent today; nonetheless, supper had been bestowed with a palate no less than divine, furniture had been furbished to a ravishing glean, and in an hour's time his Highness would be welcome to lavish in a steaming bath before retiring to bed.
Indeed... Time traipsed along rather slowly for that of a collared beast.
In the meantime, perhaps his master would appreciate a pot of lavender tea.
Love is a p a l e t t e mixed with coℓoυяѕ I have never {K N O W N}
.....(とーや)
Introduction
"Good evening, and welcome to the manor of Trancy. I am Claude Faustus, head butler to this estate. I am afraid my master, Earl Alois Trancy, is otherwise engaged at this current time.
"However, if you would kindly take a seat in the drawing room, I shall return momentarily with tea and hors d'oeuvres. Please, if there is any other way in which I may be of service to you, do not hesitate to inform me. My master would not wish for any guests to visit his home without receiving the proper Trancy hospitality."