❝ You taste the silver, Sara ! You taste the crown. You thirst for B L O O D from the R O S E S in hand.
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❝ You taste the silver, Sara ! You taste the crown. You thirst for B L O O D from the R O S E S in hand.
Ind. Slightly canon div. Miranda Vanderbilt from Monster Prom crowned by Snom. Sideblog to @chssbrd
hellsovereign:
But…?
Were it nearly any other circumstance, the halt in what may have been an argument is appreciated. Neither he nor his husband enjoy quarrel within the family, no matter how big or small the issue may be, yet this is different. No, he does not want to argue, but there was clearly more in that thought than simply picking a fight, thus as Damien trails off, Lucien’s eyes narrow for a mere blink right before the direction changes. Curious, that, thus he’ll file it away for later. In the meantime, the hand beneath Damien’s chin drops again to his side.
“You should have known, yes, as you should know the answer to that, as well.” Should and did are two very different things, though, and given the nature of this particular conversation, leaning to the side of reassurance could do little harm. “I never have. We never have, nor could we ever regret having you, and there is nothing you could do that would change that.”
Ah, and now for the big one, a question of his own that rose in the very back recesses of his mind when Damien first dropped the ball, one perhaps he should have asked right then and there, but again with the circumstances it seemed better to let Damien get his out first, at least a few of them. Now Lucien tips his head, brow tight with a rather inquisitive gaze upon his son. Had someone else planted those seeds of self-doubt? Had they, perhaps? In either case, he’ll find a way to fix it, one way or another.
“Now, where is this coming from?”
❝ I know, I’m being stupid, if you guys regretted me you could’ve easily gotten rid of me. I dunno, I guess I thought that since I regret being born, since yknow, im not a great kid, that you guys might feel the same way about me. I mean, my reaction when something frustrates me or i dont understand it is to set it on fire. I’m havin’ thoughts that I was born wrong, again, and last time I had those thoughts it was just my brain being, yknow, not happy in my body, but now it’s just... existing. It’s kinda hard to tell either of you about this shit though, you have more important things to worry about than your idiotic good-for-nothing son’s sense of self-worth. ❞ He’s nervous, worried, if the change in posture and the long-winded rambling is anything to go by. He’s even more hunched over than normal, his tail curled around his thigh to try to calm himself. He felt so stupid. His issues weren’t actual issues. They didn’t matter. He was an adult, he shouldn’t rely on his fathers so much.
Ind. Sel. Priv. Liam De Lioncourt and Damien LaVey
SIDEBLOG TO CHSSBRD ; By SNOM / DES
RULES / LIAM / DAMIEN
Send me one or more of the following:
❊ I want to roleplay with you ✸ I want to plot with you ✤ I want to ship with you ✥ I have roleplayed with you and it was great ❦ I sort of secretly ship a thing with your muse(s) ✷ I wish our characters were friends ✢ I like your characters ✱ I don’t like your characters ✣ I like the way you express your muse(s) ✫ I don’t like the way you express your muse(s) ☬ I feel like your characters are underdeveloped ❂ I don’t agree on all your headcanons ✡ I agree on all your headcanons ❋ Your blog is one of my favs ✦ I like seeing you on my dash ✵ I don’t follow you for roleplay ✧ I wish you would notice me ✩ You intimidate me ✪ You seem like a cool person ✺ You’re hard to approach ✻ I wish you weren’t so shy ❄ I look up to you ❆ I love your art ❇ I love the way you write * I want to learn to know you = I’m too shy to approach to you ☓ We should talk! ♥ Your choice what to write"
i only have muse for liam rn so here are some nsfw headcanons:
His wings and ears are extremely sensitive, and touching them is advised if you’re in bed with him. He will melt.
He’s vocal, but you’re not getting him to speak properly. All you’ll get is whimpers and moans.
Please touch his chest. He welcomes it.
Don’t sleep with him if you don’t want to be cuddled. He will cling. Since he has nearly no body heat, he is extremely clingy, wanting to stay warm if he can.
Pet names. Outside of the bedroom, he’ll say they don’t affect him and that they’re pointless, but if you call him any during sex, he’s immediately willing to do almost anything.
Play with his hair. It calms him down, so doing it during sex can make it easier on both of you.
❥ 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 .
inspired by devotedecay’s non - sexual acts of dominance meme ! send in one of these for my muse’s reaction to … ( add ❝ reverse ❞ if you’d like to see how my muse would preform the action ! )
[ shower ] your muse joining mine in the shower.
[ choke ] your muse choking mine.
[ kiss + soft ] your muse pulling mine into a tender kiss.
[ kiss + rough ] your muse pulling mine into a rough kiss.
[ pin ] your muse pinning mine down.
[ wrists ] your muse roughly grabbing mine by the wrists.
[ push ] your muse pushing mine into bed.
[ rip + clothing ] your muse tearing a piece of clothing off my muse.
[ spank ] your muse spanking mine.
[ pull ] your muse pulling my muses hair.
[ talk ] your muse talking dirty to mine.
[ eyes ] your muse making mine look them in the eyes during.
[ down ] your muse pulling mine down by their collar / clothes.
[ knees ] your muse telling mine to get on their knees.
[ hips ] your muse pulling mine in close by the hips.
[ denial ] your muse putting mine through orgasm denial.
[ many ] your muse making mine orgasm over and over.
[ tied ] your muse tying my muse down.
[ lazy ] your muse lazily beginning to touch mine.
[ love ] your muse telling mine they love them during.
[ dominance ] your muse taking the lead and dominating mine.
[ submission ] your muse letting mine take the lead and submitting to them.
[ humiliation ] your muse humiliating mine, re: name-calling and verbal abuse.
[ pain ] your muse hurting mine in bed, whether intentionally or not.
[ knife ] your muse using a knife in bed, whether for threat or actually cutting mine.
[ hidden ] your muse having sex with mine somewhere semi-public.
[ public ] your muse having sex with mine in public, whee other people watch.
[ adore ] your muse being near reverent with mine in bed.
[ dress ] your muse having mine dress up in lingerie.
[ eat ] your muse eating mine out.
[ sleep ] your muse touching / beginning to have sex with mine while they’re asleep.
[ gag ] your muse gagging mine, or or making them be quiet.
[ blindfold ] your muse blindfolding mine.
[ praise ] your muse praising mine in bed.
[ good ] your muse calling mine a good boy / girl.
[ want ] your muse telling mine they want them.
[ snarl ] your muse growling and / or baring their teeth at mine during sex.
[ mark ] your muse purposefully marking mine up with bruises, hickies, ect.
[ wall ] your muse shoving mine up against a wall.
@royalreef said:
(¬‿¬) (¬‿¬) (¬‿¬) (¬‿¬) for both liam and damien!!
@foulflames said :
(¬‿¬) LIAM LETS GOOOOOOOOOOOO
Liam takes this chance to remove his dress shirt. He still has his undershirt on. It’s a start.
❝ There you go. One thing is off. ❞
beep beep how’s my portrayal ?
For every (¬‿¬) I get my muse will remove a piece of clothing.
magentaedge:
@hellsovereign // starter
❝ Dad, I seriously gotta know, why do you put up with me? I was never easy to deal with as a kid, and I think we all know that, so why don’t I have limits like other people do? I don’t really… deserve to be a part of our fucking family, I mean, technically I’m royalty and that shit should mean I’m more disciplined than others are.❞
Had Damien chosen to drive a knife through his heart, it would hurt decidedly less than seeing such doubt, such concern, such…insecurity, in such a bright young demon; his own, as it were. For one in Damien’s position, his status and the expectations placed upon his shoulders practically from the moment he was a twinkle in his parents’ eyes, it understandable in a way, for that weight is much to bear. Lucien is not ignorant of this. He, too, had felt something similar upon first taking the mantle of King, though in time his own had begun to fade. By the sounds of things, either Damien had kept such feelings to himself for a while now, or his own self-doubt was just beginning.
In any case, it hurts to see that his only son could think of himself as anything less than the perfectly imperfect being that he is.
“You’ve always been a handful, Damien. That, I cannot deny.” Perhaps that is an understatement, for still memories ring clear as a bell’s toll of chaos caused by one special little demon who stood barely above his knees, though he will admit to each one being a fond recollection that may have brought a smile beneath his conjured veil, yet this time he cannot manage. Instead, he approaches his son and rests a hand upon his shoulder. The opposite hand catches Damien’s chin, a finger curling beneath so he might meet the boy’s eyes.
“But I will tell you this: we have never ‘put up’ with you.” Spoken with emphasis on the younger male’s own words. “There were times I could have kicked your butt from here to the Third, but never once have I felt we were merely putting up with you. You are who and what you are, and we can ask no more than that. Understood?”
“But-” Damien has to stop himself from arguing. If one of his dads, especially Lucien, says something, he shouldn’t argue. He loves them both too much to pick fights. Damien had been trying to keep his self-hatred a secret, but that question had been nagging him ever since he came out to them.
“I don’t know why I had to ask, I shoulda known you’d say something like that.” But now there’s a new question plaguing his mind, one he hasn’t thought about in a while.
“You’ve never... regretted having me either, right?”
sexual sentences .
oral ———————————–
“ your mouth is so warm and wet ”’
“ open wide, baby ”
“ god i love the way your tongue feels on me ”
“ deeper — shove your tongue — deeper ”
“ you’re making me tremble ”
“ lick me — there again ”
“ how do you like my tongue between your lips? ”
“ flick my clit — ”
“ slower… drag your tongue over me… ”
“ i can’t wait to lick your… hard… gorgeous… cock… ”
“ all i want is to feel you deep down my throat… ”
“ baby, your lips are so tight… god… ”
“ you’re — gonna make me come like this — ”
“ can i fuck your throat? ”
“ wanna fuck my throat? ”
“ how’s this? ”
“ i just want to kiss your cock/pussy/ass all over… ”
fingering ———————————–
“ one finger in — how’s it feel? ”
“ think you can take a couple of more? ”
“ grind against my hand, show me how much you want me ”
“ i’m so wet for you… i need your fingers…”
“ work your hips for me ”
“ you’re doing so good ”
“ when can i have more? ”
“ you’re making me impatient… ”
“ you’re so wet and nice ”
“ that’s it — let’s stretch you all nicely… ”
“ i can’t wait to be inside you ”
“ do you want me? more of me? hm? ”
“ someone’s eager to see me… ”
“ god… just… slip your fingers into me already, you tease… ”
“ your lips are so good, baby… ”
“ suck on my fingers. ”
“ kiss my thumb ”
@accybus // starter !
❝ Sawyer, Salutations. ❞ Liam greets. Did people still say that? He didn’t know. Oddly enough though, today he was feeling good, which was rare. He even cracks a small smile at them.
mxnstermxdness:
“Okay, listen here. Your debt to me is starting to increase a little bit after all the stupid bets you’ve made. 10 dollars for saying you thought that Raditz would survive, 20 bucks for thinking that Utena wouldn’t be that gay, 40 for if Sakura Minamoto wouldn’t be a zombie! You keep making dumbass bets and not paying me any money!”
“But I do know a way you can help repay me…”
Uh oh, she’s got that look in her eyes. Whatever she’s got cooking for Damien couldn’t be that good.
“What better way to get feedback on my Damien X Janemba fanfic than to get feedback from the real deal! Besides, It’ll make up for at least half the debt that you owe me… Unless if you want to wear the catboy outfit.”
Zoe holds up a very elaborate catboy outfit. There’s a sort of french maid-esque dress as well as a pair of cat ears that are hanging on the hanger. A very long and thick cat tail is being held up with… is that a butt plug near the end of that?
“OH shit I grabbed the wrong tail… uh… those are for… very special catboys…”
She switches it out with a more simplistic belt version, Damien isn’t going to shove anything up his ass today.
❝ I could either pay you now or-- ❞ He freezes. ❝ Zoe I know EXACTLY what that tail is. But gimme the outfit. ❞ He snags the hanger and the belted tail. He didn’t feel like reading today, so, Catboy it is.
❝ This is actually really well made from the looks of it. Damn, Zoe. ❞ He mumbled. With the clothes in hand, he left to go change. He had no shame today, apparently.
It doesn’t take him long to return again, completely out of his normal clothes and into the catboy outfit. Well... almost completely, he’s not a fool, Zoe didn’t give him any stockings or heels, so he was glad he was already wearing them under his jeans.
❝ So. Thoughts? Not bad, right? ❞
@hellsovereign // starter
❝ Dad, I seriously gotta know, why do you put up with me? I was never easy to deal with as a kid, and I think we all know that, so why don’t I have limits like other people do? I don’t really... deserve to be a part of our fucking family, I mean, technically I’m royalty and that shit should mean I’m more disciplined than others are.❞
@magentaedge
Angel sits beside Liam in class, only because he has to since the other seats were all full up.
“Hey..I hope you don’t mind if I sit here. I won’t be a bother.”
Liam looked up, giving a quick nod. ❝ Go ahead. ❞ He really didn’t care, but the smaller.. person? monster? he can’t tell- was interesting to him solely because he didn’t know what he was. It was fascinating.
another flirty/nsfw sentence meme .
( since we all have different tastes ! )
❝ for the date, do you have any… tighter jeans~? ❞ ❝ those ripped jeans are just a tease… i want to tear them apart. ❞ ❝ you know i love to hold your hand, but today you just look too good from behind. ❞ ❝ come on and dance with me~ if you can move in those pants, that’s it? ❞ ❝ let’s not… take of our clothes just yet… this is just too hot. ❞ ❝ oh lord, i just can’t stop staring at that piercing… ❞ ❝ ahah… p… please be nice to me… my asthma might kill me otherwise~ ❞ ❝ no, don’t sit… i’ll go down on my knees. ❞ ❝ woah… don’t you have an early morning tomorrow? ❞ ❝ i don’t care for being bullied in bed, so you should just stop. ❞ ❝ you don’t think sweatpants are hot? i mean… these are an expensive brand? ❞ ❝ there’s nothing dangerous with a little party make-out, right? ❞ ❝ candles? nah, that’s a fire hazard. i can set the mood very well without it. ❞ ❝ there’s just something so extremely irresistible about a uniform… ❞ ❝ let me smudge my lipstick in all sorts of places, hm? ❞ ❝ that paperwork seems awfully boring… wouldn’t i look better on your desk? ❞ ❝ my paperwork is killing me… i’m just imagining you laying on the desk instead. ❞ ❝ victoria’s secret? don’t tell me it’s a bag of perfume now~ ❞ ❝ fuck… you can step on me in those heels. ❞ ❝ i know i slept with a lot of people, but… it wasn’t making love. ❞ ❝ i’ll be your type, if you would only tell me what it is. ❞ ❝ i’m not sure if i’m comfortable being someone’s first time… ❞ ❝ you should keep the boots on~ ❞ ❝ these underwear are so… smooth… ❞ ❝ oh…~ i didn’t expect you to shave all the way. ❞ ❝ i’m not sure if i can… do that… i’m scared i’ll hurt you… ❞ ❝ i know you like it, but i’m not… comfortable… ❞ ❝ is that… lace i see? ❞ ❝ why from behind? well… i like the thought of showing off what i got. ❞ ❝ oh my god… here? really? are you sure? ❞ ❝ do you think i could… put my fingers in your mouth? ❞ ❝ ahaha… want to make me sweat right after i showered? ❞ ❝ the sweater… do you have anything under? ❞ ❝ anything you want to do, before i get dressed? ❞ ❝ wow… aren’t you even going to touch the food first? ❞ ❝ i put this on, thinking… dessert? ❞ ❝ i… put on a little weight, but… it’s okay, right? ❞ ❝ what’s with the layers? playing hard to get~? ❞ ❝ come here… warm your hands. ❞ ❝ my marks suit you. ❞ ❝ holy shit… i love stockings. ❞ ❝ if i break them with my teeth… will you hate me? ❞ ❝ i really… want everyone to know i’m yours. ❞ ❝ i like my reflection a little more with you all over me. ❞ ❝ a—ah! a bite?! ❞ ❝ the more the merrier, don’t you think? ❞ ❝ i got a new apartment, and i need someone to put clothes on the floor. ❞ ❝ let’s climb into the backseat… ❞ ❝ oh, look! my hand fits perfectly in your back pocket! ❞ ❝ look at the mirror… don’t you look cute? i know you do… ❞