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Males’ Haven is a gay semi-selective, multimuse indie RP blog. I’m open for both multiship and 1x1 plots.

Here I am two months after the great purge of December! I decided to take a short absence from rping in blogs after seeing my old one censored and so empty, but I actually miss it so here you have me once again.

#go follow there!!!#promo #rp promo

me: creates another blog me: *does nothing, just changes the theme* tumblr: marked as sensitive!!!!!!

#i h8 u

maleshavenarchive

i dunno if i should remade this blog in a new account or what cause i miss rping in here…

maleshavenarchive

okay i managed to save my muses’ info so i'll come back

i dunno if i should remade this blog in a new account or what cause i miss rping in here...

#but i hate tumblr cause i can't access my muses page and i DON'T want to lose that...

so where are y'all now

anyway yeah hiatus till christmas or 2019 or so

#i'll answer some thread from time to time #but don't expect me to be 24/7 active #outside haven

François let out a grunt whose origin was the aforesaid anger and the disappointment of not finding D'Chei there. He couldn't let the demon destroy another coven this time not by possessing its members but by falling in love and trapping their Dominus within its loving arms. Suddenly, he felt calm. But he knew the trick. “Is this your game, Mr. Hawthorne? It's not going to work with me” he whispered, not convinced by his own words. In fact, François took his hands to Abel's chest, that thin silk robe calling him to do it, and pressed his pecs. He felt a warmth in his body that could only mean one thing. “Is this what that creature does? Does it fuck you and then leave you?” François leaned over, getting closer to Abel's lips, but then he stepped back, breaking every contact they had. He studied his possibilities. Getting the demon angry by fucking his lover could led to its own destruction.

François smiled at that thought and, without any other word, he took his vest off. Then, the shirt followed, arching his back and arms once he was free of that cotton prison but also to show off in front of Abel. “Just so you know, this isn't going to end how you think. I'm going to kill that asshole, because you are both playing with fire. Demons and warlocks should not interfere in each other's worlds. You'll bring destruction. And you'll feel weak once you stop receiving his power. You'll see yourself asking for another kind of power.” And François lost his belt, tossing it away on the floor, trying to transform the sound into a threat. And without any other warning, his black trousers still on but barely hiding his arousal, his long cock growing underneath them and his briefs, he held Abel by the waist and started to kiss him, pressing both lips before entering his mouth.

#t: françois #w: abel #i: abel + françois

I'm a mess keeping conversations up anyway can 2018 be over it's being my longest and worst year ever. So yeah let's see if I can finally reply to (almost) everything tomorrow.

#outside haven #love ya

I. — @cxntaurs

He was pure rage. François had let the months pass to catch both the lawbreaker Abel and his demon lover D'Chei or, as he was called now, Nathaniel. After possessing most of his coven, François himself had exorcised him, casting the strongest protective spells he had ever casted to keep him from entering their house again. Which of course didn't mean that he couldn't go and pay Abel and D'Chei a visit. Using his telekinesis, he pushed away every weak student that tried to stop him. It was almost midnight, so he knew where to find the lovers. He went straight into Abel's room, pushing the door with a kick, just to show off, and he stepped inside. It surprised François to find only Abel. However, that didn't stop him.

“You” he said, neck red because of his anger, giving big steps to close the distance between them, one hand pointing at Abel accusingly. “You are going to die. I'm going to light the pyre myself. And then that demon of yours will be next. You're defying the universe itself, you child.” When he saw some students gathering on the door, François shut it down with a wave of his hand. The black suit trousers, the white shirt and the grey vest covering him looked like they were about to rip off, barely holding his muscled body. “Where is it? Don't make me use magic on you. Your weakness is pathetic. And even if I would enjoy, I don't feel like embarrassing you in front of your students. Not tonight. Where the fuck is your toy?” He could kidnap Abel. Lock him in a cell and use him for his own selfish purposes until he just got tired of him. Then, François could return him to his stupid lover once he made sure he had no coven at all to rule. But for now he stood there, leaning over Abel, his physical presence way more menacing than his magic.

#t: françois #w: abel #i: abel + françois

johnparri

“In the ’80s we were called black, at least politically black. In the ’90s we were ‘Pakis.’ But after 9/11, suddenly we were Muslims. What you start getting is this rising conservatism of the Muslim community in Britain. People’s parents used to watch Zee TV, now they’re watching Islam Channel. I saw so many people who used to be D.J.s, rude boys. They chopped up their vinyl, grew beards. So you had the retreat of British Muslims from culture post-9/11. Because people all have to pick a side.”

Riz Ahmed by Sharif Hamza for The New York Times Magazine (September 2018).

Call me Tanto.

#× ian #× ian | body #arms #for months

christianoita

#× michael | body #× xavier | body

beingcharlie-deactivated2019051

so beautiful.

#× jaeden #yours

cruvcio

At first, my reaction was that I was bummed for myself. But the more I thought about it, I was like, “Wes! F—-n’ Wes, man! The poor guy! This is too much!” That’s what started to get me down. Tragedy upon tragedy. When you list it all like you just did, it’s like, “What the hell? Come on!” I mean, he never caught a break, did he? He was with Laurel, and that was so good for him. He was edging closer to that happy ending he was chasing. I think he did find happiness in a way, but that’s reality, you’re never really out of the woods, are you?

#× brandon