Anonymously tell me what you want to see happen to my muse.

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Anonymously tell me what you want to see happen to my muse.
Deep conversations with beautiful minds.
(via oleejinki)
Mind telling me what having my soul belong to you just happens to entail? Granted, my answer is still yes, but I would like to fully know what I'm getting myself into.
Izumi’s eyes narrowed a bit, studying the translucent figure for a moment. “Tell me, when one makes a deal with the devil, do they get to read the fine print on the contract?” The demon asked, one of his elegant eyebrows lifting up to emphasize his question. “If you have hesitation then pledging your allegiance to me is not wise. Time is not a factor, so take the opportunity to decide if the unknown scares you or not. Once you agree to it, there’s no turning back.”
The devil is and always has been a gentleman.
Diane LaVey (via mycolorbook)
You mentioned having a palate for blood on my previous question, does it matter where the blood is from? I meant, will it upset you if it's an animal's blood that was used to satisfy your craving?
“Curious little ghost,” Izumi mumbled, placing the book he had been reading down and moved to rest back against his leather chair. “I can have animal blood. It’s just not as satisfying as humans or creatures of a supernatural lineage. Blood is like a sponge. It soaks up elements of whatever it comes in contact with, good or bad. If you don’t take care of your blood then it will sour.” The demon paused, a pale finger rested against his lips as he internally debated on the topic. “Tainted blood is something I can smell once I’m within the vicinity of its host. It saves myself the disappointment of an unsatisfactory meal. Though tainted or not, I can’t have blood from those who are of angelic descent. In comparison, it would be as if I were drinking acid.” He snorted softly.
Si vis pacem, para bellum.
AFRAID?
No, that’s not GOOD enough.
[ I WANT YOU ABSOLUTELY T̘E̯̻R̠̭R̺I̜͇F̰̖I͙E̗Ḍ͓. ]
You have such a February face, So full of frost, of storm and cloudiness.
William Shakespeare, Much Ado About Nothing (via soracities)
hirokidtd replied to your post:hirokidtd replied to your post:Ab insomne...
I’m okay, I’m beginning to go crazy from bedrest, though. What about you? It’s everything okay? Do you want be to burn the dragon janitors?
“Bedrest, already? Mm. That is a recipe for stir crazy.” He paused. “I am well. Burning a dragon janitor might be in the near future. I just caught wind of someone’s return. Nothing I can’t handle. You take care of yourself and making it until your due date. It is soon, yes?”
hirokidtd replied to your post:Ab insomne custodita dracone.
I read that as “Insomnia custodian dragon.”
He gave a soft snort. “You are amusing, Uncle. Perhaps that is one interpretation of it. Are you well?”
Ab insomne custodita dracone.