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@niccholidrogo
dead! // my chemical romance
have you heard the news that youāre dead? no one ever had much nice to say i think they never liked you anyway
The White Buffalo -Ā Ā Stunt Driver
Nyla pet her hands over the satin impatiently, not exactly used to the graceful red of the dress against her pale skin⦠But she knew how Vesper liked to dress on their dates and found it annoying that she never seemed to match him. She strolled to a mirror and frowned. Her head darted up at the sound of another person in the room, āWhat?ā she snapped slightly before lightening up. āOh, uh. Just wanted a nice dress I guessā¦ā she stemmed off, ā you really think it looks nice, or is it just some saleman bullshit?ā
The demon gave a small shrug to the response. I suppose one doesn't need much of an excuse to escape the painfully boring uniforms." he trailed off with his accent a bit thicker than he meant. Niccholi didn't much care for trying to control it anymore, if someone couldn't understand him that was their problem. He let out a faint huff of a chuckle at the response. "Believe me, if it was my usual bullshitting I'm sure you'd be one to tell. I've used enough energy on plastic smiles for one day." To prove his point he flashed one of his salesman smiles before giving an irritated shake of his head and straightening his face once more.
"And to add, that particular shade of red compliments your skin tone nicely." he replied nonchalantly. This woman was certainly one of the most gorgeous customers he had gotten aside from the young blonde male from earlier and his friend Fox. This one had a certain elegance o her though...
Fox was skipping work, no surprises there, and in her boredom had chosen to annoy her newly found companion Niccholi. He was better company than most and when she had seen him hidden away in a bridal store she had felt entirely compelled to go in. The smoke fairy snorted, āoh wouldnāt I make the perfect bride,ā she replied her voice laced with sarcasm as she tugged at the dress. āHow can people want to wear this itās stupidly heavy and I canāt even fucking breathe in it,ā Fox uttered as she leaned in towards the tall mirror pale fingers tugging at the bodice now. āStill,ā the smoke fae spun around which turned out to be a somewhat difficult task in the uncomfortable dress, āthis place is boringĀ āā the school is so fucking boringĀ āā I want the darkness back,ā she finished her own shadow pulsing in response.
Niccholi couldn't help but crack a small grin at the response, her sarcasm a deal more amusing than he would find it coming from anyone else. "Oh, well I'm sure you'd make a lovely bride... White satin and roses." he said with a bit more playful a tone of sarcasm. The demon crossed his arms over his chest and cocked a brow, pursing his lips and giving a small nod in agreement. "I couldn't agree more. I didn't much mind being turned into an orc either to be honest, an even easier scare tactic."
Lawrence smiled. āThank you.ā He looked into one of the mirrors. This suit was nice⦠But he had liked the black one better. He picked it up, examining it further. āThereās no occasion, I just like wearing formal attire. It makes me feel like Iām an adult, rather than the twenty four year old college student I am. ā He took the suit and stepped back into the dressing room.Ā
Niccholi inclined his head slightly at the blonde customer. It caught him totally off guard that this young looking male was in fact twenty-four... "Understandable. The uniforms can become quite boring after a while." he replied in his romanian drawl. "It certainly makes you appear closer to your age.." he said a bit quieter. Niccholi crossed his arms over his chest and trailed around as the other went back into the stall. "Would you like me to get you a different size, mister ~ ..?" he left it there waiting for the customer to provide a name.
Niccholi gave a look of faint surprise when the customer he was helping stepped out of the change room. "You know, that looks good on you." he stated coolly. "May I ask the occasion?"
"Iām sorry - you need me for a psychology project?" Niccholi chuckled. "That is the strangest request I have received in my time hereā¦" he brushed off. He thought for another moment, he was incredibly bored now that the darkness and tricks were washed away. He sighed. "Alright I will do it." he agreed after a pause. "So I am assuming that means you have questions or something for me to answer?" he drawled.
"Well, yeah. Itās psychology, the study of the mind. Wouldnāt it be a little boring to study oneself than the others around you? Comes hand in hand with sociology, as well." Elijah explained with a simple forward gesture of his hand. "A ridiculous forum, actually. Self-evaluation and then youāre instructed to find someone of like-species to answer the rest. Fun, right?"
"Fun..." he repeated with a sardonic tone. "Alright, what questions are you to ask then? I can't promise you I'm a very good subject." in all honestly Niccholi was quite fond of the breaking down of minds - except being the one who others study was the opposite of what he enjoyed... Nonetheless he was willing to humor the other demon for the time being.
Stay for as long as you have time So the mess that weāll become Leaves something to talk about
Yeah! The locusts took over my brain. Iām not living for you, Iām just living so chill with your games. You hope for sun, I want rain. We just tear down the walls and the home that our jealousy built. Youāre not as pretty as you maybe think that you are.
There is a song Youāre trembling to its tune At the request of the moon Licking her chops She looks at the lunatics She needs another fix Iām only joking I donāt believe a thing i said What are you smoking Iām just fucking with your head Only a crazy Little thing I read Maybe the planets Are trying to become the stars And we really came from Mars The earth is alive And man is a parasite (and) Heavenly bodies make us fight
"And who are you," the proud lord said, "that I must bow so low? Only a cat of a different coat thatās all the truth I know. In a coat of gold or a coat of red a lion still has claws. And mine are long and sharp, My Lord as long and sharp as yours.ā And so he spoke, and so he spoke that Lord of Castamere. But now the rains weep oāer his hall with no one there to hear. Yes, now the rains weep oāer his hall and not a soul to hear.
"I'm sorry - you need me for a psychology project?" Niccholi chuckled. "That is the strangest request I have received in my time here..." he brushed off. He thought for another moment, he was incredibly bored now that the darkness and tricks were washed away. He sighed. "Alright I will do it." he agreed after a pause. "So I am assuming that means you have questions or something for me to answer?" he drawled.
The White Buffalo -Ā Ā Stunt Driver
letās kill tonight // panic! at the disco
may your feet serve you well and the rest be sent to hell where they always have belonged cold hearts brew colder songs
Panic! at the Disco -Ā Girls/Girls/Boys
"I would say thatās shocking but I canāt quit imagining whatās worse than that."
"Trust me, I have possessed some hideous humans... This creature just makes the top ten. I'm assuming you are some sort of puppet?"