EXQUISITE / AGONY

ind. pri. sel. ferid báthory of owari no seraph. toyed by cherry. rules.

[uniej]

[hellsceapa]

knock knock it's the police

               SHIT

[hellsceapa]

blows him a kiss

                oh ~ don’t tease me, now ♡

[hellsceapa]

                 guess who finally remembered her login information  ❤

[hellsceapa]

eternallives‌:

@hellsceapa - starter 

         He could hear the other coming his way, it was hard to ignore Ferid, even when he tried. Was he gonna be a part of another scheme? Or was Ferid just looking to bother someone? It was something that could go either way or in an entirely another direction. He was Noble that Crowley just couldn’t get his mind wrapped around what Ferid was thinking. He was unpredictable. 

        “Evening, Ferid.” Crowley said, as he turned fully to the other who just came into view. “You here for something?”

THE HEELS OF THIGH-HIGH BOOTS CLACK RHYTHMICALLY AGAINST THE GROUND, WRY SMIRK CURLING UPON THE CORNERS OF HIS LIPS AS CROWLEY SPEAKS. Always the direct one, isn’t he? – true, the probability of Ferid conspiring something utterly devious is at a near-one hundred percent, yet even then he always enjoys dancing around the topic for a generous while. It’s all in good humor, after all; there wouldn’t be a point to much if everything is to be so disgustingly bleak and gray. And so as Crowley turns towards him, the rather mischievous gleam lurking within sanguine hues only increases, slim digits ( claws painted in a deep, royal purple ) resting comfortably upon lithe hips as a rather singsong response emits from him.

“Crowley, Crowley, Crowley...” The seventh clicks his tongue gently ( tsk, tsk, tsk ! ), head cocking to the side as he moves forward with feline precision, halting only once he’s directly beside his ever-so-endearing company. Eyes study his companion, drifting up and down not once, but twice before a soft, entertained scoff escapes him. Oh, he always looks so impervious – a hand peels from its position at the hip, raising a finger to lightly wag in feigned discipline. “I’m hurt. Must you always presume that?” And yet of course he’s up to something; he always is, and the expression resting upon youthful features makes such a supposition telltale. Ah, but moments such as these with his dearest Crowley are so damned entertaining – how could he ever resist?

“Perhaps I merely want to spend good time with my comrade. After all, it is a lovely evening, is it not?” And an excruciatingly boring one at that – perhaps that could be changed.

[orchidi-deactivated20240318]

[hellsceapa]

              like this for a certain bastard to invade your inbox. ♫

[hellsceapa]

              like this for a certain bastard to invade your inbox. ♫

[hellsceapa]

                       i wonder what your voices will sound like when you scream.                                            ind. pri. sel. ferid báthory. by cherry. under co.

[natash-shhh]

:зс

[hellsceapa]

“ fuck off ” // ur favorite mika. My url is hard to type

two-word starters / accepting / @aerendgast

AND YET THE PROTEST ONLY STIRS ENTERTAINMENT FROM THE NOBLE; THE CORNERS OF HIS LIPS CURL UPWARDS IN THE ODD, TWISTED DELIGHT HE HOLDS ONLY IN MOMENTS OF OTHERS’ VEXATION. Mika, since his little incident, has never been someone easy to lull, yet certainly that is where most of the fun lies; he enjoys this scuffle, a wicked tango of which Ferid has been leading ever since that fateful ( though he finds ‘pathetic’ more befitting ), bloody day. No, he doesn’t ‘fuck off’; he doesn’t move an inch; claws painted lavender remain gripping firmly upon Mika’s shoulder, and a noise begins erupting from his throat – not just any noise, but a laugh – no, a giggle; he’s giggling in near childlike delight, and his grip loosens only to glide the palm of his hand upon his back, past slim shoulder-blades and towards his opposite shoulder, practically forcing Mika closer towards him.

“Hmmm?” His tone is singsong and lighthearted; as always, Ferid is lost in his own reality, hardly caring about the anguish that manifests within Mika merely by existing in this state ( he’s just so entertaining ! ). “Now, now, Mika-chan, wherever have your manners gone?” Manners of which he once had those years ago – which only feels like yesterday, truly, if you’ve lived as long as Ferid himself. This little phase was bound to be short-lived, regardless; his beloved, entertaining, silly little Mika could only last so long living in such consistent self-denial. He’d eat himself alive.

Oh, but it was so damned fun to toy with him. “—You used to be so eager; I miss that vitality from you.” And a head tilts, sanguine gaze digging into Mika like a thousand knives, the tease of razor-blade fangs glimmering beneath dull light. Daresay the underlay of sadism that always rests among his bloody gaze begins to emerge to the surface, such lighthearted joviality seeming just subtly darker than normal. What fun. What good entertainment ! “So eager, and so obedient as well…” And a near wistful sigh rolls from his nostrils, not bothering to smother the ever-growing grin upon his features.

[evilsbitch]

two word starters

“ please don’t ”

“ i’m sorry ”

“ trust me ”

“ fuck off ”

“ don’t go ”

“ please stay ”

“ i tried ”

“ you’re wrong ”

“ you’re right ”

“ i know ”

“ don’t run ”

“ go away ”

“ don’t stop ”

“ it’s hard ”

“ don’t cry ”

“ we can’t ”

“ calm down ”

“ i’m scared ”

“ make me ”

“ wanna bet ? ”

“ run away ”

“ don’t look ”

“ i promise ”

“ try harder ”

“ believe me ”

“ don’t move ”

“ you’re mean ”

“ i’m cold ”

“ you’re beautiful ”

“ hold me ”

“ let me ”

“ come here ”

“ shut up ”

“ fuck off ”

“ it’s complicated ”

“ you’re okay ” 

“ wake up ! “

“ you’re on “

“ i’m pregnant “

“ you’re sick “

“ how long ? “

“ what happened ? “

“ stop it “

[hellsceapa]

                                                             once upon a time,                                                      an angel lay dying in the mist.

                                                       and a devil knelt over him                                                                   and smiled.

( ac. )

[hellsceapa]

Points at a dead rat “Reminds me of you.” || aerendgast

@aerendgast

                  ha-ha !! so cruel of you ~ though personally it brought me back to our first quarrel - don’t you remember how your little friends were ?? laying so still like that disgusting little rodent ? it feels like just yesterday, doesn’t it, mika-chan ?

[allenswalkers]

                                          — Didn’t I just tell you? I want to see your faces twist in despair.

[hellsceapa]

Mika approaches, staring at him for a few moments in silence. He tilts his head and then kicks him in the shin. He walks away after that. || aerendgast

@aerendgast​

                   voluntarily approaching ? mikaaa, are you warming up to me ~~ ? ♪

[hellsceapa]

Swipes left on tinder || aerendgast

@aerendgast

                so close !! ♡                             and yet, so far…