Psycho

Ahn Hanuel. 21. Interior Designer. The prettiest psychopath you ever will meet. Manicured finger nails dripping with blood. OC Roleplay Character || Mun/Muse 21+ TRIGGERS!!! : Abuse, Violence, Murder, Torture, Mentioned Rape TRACKING: psychohanuel

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Hanuel is now officially over at @hxghlysuspect

in order to be active. im more or less moving all of my muses to a multimuse of mine.

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Hanuel is now officially over at @hxghlysuspect

in order to be active. im more or less moving all of my muses to a multimuse of mine.

[psychohanuel-blog]

Hanuel is now officially over at @hxghlysuspect

in order to be active. im more or less moving all of my muses to a multimuse of mine.

[psychohanuel-blog]

Hanuel is now officially over at @hxghlysuspect

in order to be active. im more or less moving all of my muses to a multimuse of mine.

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[fychoimingi]

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Favourite artists on stage: Ren - Dejavu 

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『 anthurium 』 ➳ anticipation, luck, magic; protection against evil

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Like this for a short starter

short = 2-3 sentences

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REPLIES:

I still owe @grandiosexillusions, but i need coffee before i do that thread lol.

i’f i’m missing you (havent replied in the last 3-4 days), then please let me know bc it means tumblr isnt showing me you replied.

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xaksirenx:

She gives him a shrug, her head still feeling clouded from almost dozing off. “I-I’m not entirely sure. I’ve been using the same one since my idol days. You should ask my stylist if you’re really interested—just don’t mention that I sent you though!” A small chuckle passed by her while picturing the ironic scenario however she sincerely hoped the other had blatantly caught on to her joke. “You’re living the life–I mean look at your place–it’s gorgeous–and you’re your own boss!”

Another roll of his eyes and he gives into the urge to flick the top of her head. Some things simply took too much will power to resist and he didn’t care enough to exert that energy. “Perhaps I shall. At least I’d get actual answers then.” Hanuel was tired, and truthfully it made him putting on an act too hard. The real him was slipping between the cracks. “Oh yes, my life is completely perfect.” This time there was pride- genuine- in his voice, a smug smirk on his face.

[mvdipetsch]

I hope all you nb & trans folk know that this blog will eternally be a safe space for you and I personally love every single one of you

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me: hates the crust on cheesecakes me: makes the family cheesecake cupcakes me: makes two without crusts in special yellow wrappers (others are in blue) me: “the ones in the yellow are mine! they dont have a crust” *puts a little sticky note*

someone in the family: *eats the yellow ones despite the note*

fuckers

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when your son answers to “Beezlebub” but not his name xD

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His breath caught when the other came closer, his eyes widening ever so slightly. With this close of range, Hanuel proved less of a threat with the weapon he currently held, but the closeness of his presence sent shivers up the dragon’s spine. “Don’t be a tease.” He breathed out what he had been holding, relaxing a bit as the other stepped back. It was short lived as Hanuel observed the handle. A sense of pride filled him that he could take that kind of hit. He wanted to impress the other for some reason, prove himself and what he was capable of. He sucked in a breath as he saw the pole swing again, but this time the pain took over his entire mind, his cry echoing off the hard surfaces. He buckled again, this time dropping to a knee which aggravated his previous injury. Stars flashed in front of his eyes and he hadn’t anticipated the strength Hanuel was capable of. This on would surely bruise right away if it hadn’t begun already.

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“Oh I wont tease.” He says with a low laugh, watching the other male crumple to his knees. A low groan left him without permission, the now broken handle being dropped to the floor to clatter against the tile. Fingers curled into the others locks, dragging him to his feet with the handful so that he could push him back against the counter. “If you keep giving me reactions like that, I fear I wont be able to bring you home.” His voice was a whispered promise, his breath brushing against the others ear. “You look so pretty at my feet, face laced with pain... I wonder if your body reacts like mine does. Do your toes curl with it, Aki? Does your breath catch beyond just the simplicity of pain?” Hanuel knew his words might be falling on deaf ears, fully aware that pain can dull all senses when given in great enough quantities. “I find myself wanting to break skin, splinter bone.”