n o t all m o n s t e r s ◎ hide in t h e d a r k

permanent semi hiatus Innocence is the deadliest weapon. { this will be a very nsfw blog for a monster dude. potentially triggering material may appear (as in teratophilia, tentacle things, blood and knifeplay, etc..) you have been warned. } { for the love of everything, at least check out the warning and about pages before interacting. }

[notinthedark]

      { he's squinting--          squinting at you,           weird lady standing           in a bed of flowers. }

             "Do you like being a murderer?" 

[notinthedark]

aha i got another one

[rusaalke-blog-deactivated201802]

{ He comes back at the worst times, does he not?

Gone so long as to be out of Loki’s mind—she has not thought to clean the house proper, and of course it bears the scent of all comings and goings that have taken place; the scent of the dogs linger around the floor, meats and sweets about the kitchen. And of course, there is what he is mad about.

Loki smells like other people and a passed heat. }

"I know. I’m sorry."

{ But it is said with a note of steel, a moment more and a rag’s appeared in her hand from seemingly nowhere; she approaches and makes to wipe the dirt from his face. }

[notinthedark]

        { he is not a human. he doesn't want to be cleaned like a child, like some broken thing unable to fend for himself. 

                 but that's what he's become, right? 

                       his species is dragon, but he is a dragon of the earth. when the earth dies for a season, so does he. this has never been a problem before. he, like a bird, migrates to warmer climates, stays in warm forested areas until he bores of them. he has never had need to stay in one area for so long that its seasons begin to change. his shabby, stolen clothes from the summer are no match for the viciously cold snows that harden the ground and kill the plants he draws energy from. }

          {  the steel in her tone tells him that she's still angry. he doesn't understand why, not in the least. she wanted space. he gave her a months worth of space. and even though she now tries to clean his face like she should, as his mother, as his father, as the only family he knows, she is still angry. 

                   he does not understand why; the not knowing makes him angrier, makes his finger tips burn as blood tries to rush to them, as the anger spreads through his freezing body. 

                           and though he growls in reply to her steel, he stays still, because she is warm. she is the reason he's stayed in new york until it has become nothing more than a frozen wasteland to him. she is the reason he went out, left her warmed home and instead survived in a forest twenty miles away. and she is the reason he is back and going to survive the winter, even if he has to sleep in her basement until the thaw begins. }

[notinthedark]

         "Loki. It smells like a whore house." 

                    { his nose is wrinkled, green eyes alight with anger at all the mixing scents in the home. he probably should focus on other things, though, the more important things. like the fact that his clothes are ripped, dirty, and barely hanging onto his frame. and the fact that he's got a beard thing going on, and wild-man hair. and he probably shouldn't forget that his fingers and lips are turning blue while the rest of him gradually pales. }

[notinthedark]

hello i am alive i just have been on other blogs

hegesilaus and lostinvoices to be exact 

[notinthedark]

Will be on hades today and probably tomorrow too

[notinthedark]

guess who just ripped the drms off of the shit she bought from itunes

[notinthedark]

when ur in the mood for smut but no one else is

[notinthedark]

sole king

I am Aïdōneus, but you may call me Aidon. 

i’ve been talking about this blog for like a week now but i’ve finally finished it. go follow because he’s much more personable than kole and a fuckofalot easier to interact with. 

[z-eniith]

[notinthedark]

heading to bed because oops it's almost 4 am 

tomorrow i'll prolly be on hades for most of the day because wow i'm excited to finally have muse for someone who can actually interact with people @ ~@

[notinthedark]

sole king

I am Aïdōneus, but you may call me Aidon. 

i’ve been talking about this blog for like a week now but i’ve finally finished it. go follow because he’s much more personable than kole and a fuckofalot easier to interact with. 

[notinthedark]

sole king

I am Aïdōneus, but you may call me Aidon. 

i've been talking about this blog for like a week now but i've finally finished it. go follow because he's much more personable than kole and a fuckofalot easier to interact with. 

[notinthedark]

guess what i'm watching now

if you guessed anything other than the dark crystal you are wrong i am sorry brainwashing for you goodbye 

[facinoroso]

     [ Only in New York, and if it isn’t New York, It’s California. Paulie’s pretty sure he’s not in California. He’ll question the bellboy later. ]

     ”Don’t go outside. Goes in.”

[notinthedark]

     { that statement would me more accurate if it were changed to 'only where Kole is', in all honesty. he blinks when directed to do something else with the plant, tilts his head to the side in confusion. }

       "What are you talking about? It's a plant, it goes outside."

     { and look there, he's taking more steps towards the door, plant still in arms. }

[notinthedark]

just finished memoirs of a geisha and everything hurts oh my god

[facinoroso]

♝

notinthedark

     ”The fuck you goin’ with that.”

[notinthedark]

    { he may or may not have a large plotted plant in his arms, the leafy branches nearly obscuring his face. }

         "Outside. Are you coming too?"