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pcwerhcuse‌ / samael:

thankfully MOST of samael’s uniforms weren’t revealing, so the bruises he could feel already building up would just be between the two of them. a small GROAN escaped his lips because of the speed that grey was going at, he definitely knew what he was doing. sam spread his LEGS apart so that the witch could have more room to EXPLORE. ❝ might have to give you a prize later on if you’re any good. ❞ he could feel his cock throb in excitement. he knew grey was GOOD, there was no doubt about it, so he would reward him either way by the end of the night. samael moved his fingers through the boy’s hair, grinning DOWN at him as he saw his boy get to work. ❝ there’s a couple of things i want to taste for myself. ❞

❝ there’s PLENTY of dessert here for you. ❞ responded the witch, smirking up at the descendant of hades. grey wasted NO time unwrapping the package. he undid samael’s belt and unbuttoned/unzipped them int one QUICK motion. he kissed his member through those boxers a couple of times PLAYFULLY then pulled the waistband down, clasping it underneath his balls. grey licked a strip up and down the underside of sam’s hard MEMBER before taking the HEAD into his mouth. he suckles it gently, pulling the foreskin tighter with his hand as the OTHER hand plays with his balls to add to the pleasure. the blonde then SUNK his head lower and lower, gagging at FIRST until the head was tickling the back of his throat and his NOSE was pressed against samael’s pubic area.

#( c: pcwerhcuse; )#( pcwerhcuse; )#† ┊ 𝐯: 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐧𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞; ❞ — main verse.#nsfw

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GG 2019 | Richard Madden (Bodyguard), Best Actor in a TV Series Drama

#oliver tag tba;#† ┊ 𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫; ❞ crush.

pluscharmant‌ / philippe:

“Yes, I do.” Philippe did not fully understand what Grey was talking about. Covens and teleportation? Didn’t he mean apparate? But in spite of all their differences and how confused Philippe was, he knew he could go anywhere with him. It was just as if the inexplicable sensation of trust and wholesomeness increased the once they embraced each other. Wherever Grey was willing to take him, Philippe was more than certain he would be safe. He could feel it in his heart. “I am dying to find out… I believe think blood magic is the quickest and the easiest way for us to discover if we’re related, indeed. I also haven’t spoken to my parents in months, and my older brother is only a few years older. He was a toddler when I was born, and he has never been kind to me either, I hardly believe he would be of any help.” There was sadness in his eyes when Louis was mentioned. He could feel bitterness in his tongue and his heartbeat racing in the most distasteful manner, as it usually happened whenever he summoned his older brother into his mind. Yet a single look back into Grey’s doe blue eyes, and he was taken over by hope once again. There was, after all, a chance that his dream of having a loving brother would come true as surreal as it might sound. With a tiny smile, Philippe’s hand right reached for the other boy’s, lacing their fingers as he nodded. “I am ready to go, Grey.”

no MATTER where grey went, he always kept spells and RITUALS on him. books were becoming a THING of the past, so he had transcribed his SPELLBOOK onto a USB drive and made SEVERAL copies, locking them away in his safe back at home. GAZE averting to his laptop in philippe’s dark, candelit room, grey was shirtless, and he’d asked for his TWIN to be, too. as NATURAL as they could be, without being COMPLETELY naked because he didn’t want to make the other uncomfortable! the candles cast LIGHT out onto grey’s slightly hollow face, accentuating his CHEEKBONES. he had drawn the APPROPRIATE diagram out beneath them, and he stood on the opposite side of his ALLEGED twin. he remembered the spell and closed his laptop down, looking at the other BLONDE. grey MUTTERED something in latin, his blue eyes turning completely white. he removed a small knife from his POCKET and sliced the palm of his hand, allowing it to drip into a BOWL that had been placed into the middle of the circle, then he passed the knife to philippe. according to the RITUAL, if they were blood brothers, their blood would RISE separately out of the bowl into thin air, and become one. the CURTAINS flapped as wind gusted through, shaking the flames of the candles for a moment. ❝ the SPIRITS are here, the POWERS that be... ❞ he DRIFTED off, eyes still glossy white. and NOW, for the moment of TRUTH.

#( c: pluscharmant; )#( pluscharmant; )#† ┊ 𝐯: 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐧𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞; ❞ main verse.

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hi lovelies! i made a canon gay slayer over @billylanes; give me some plots!!

#† ┊ 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐭; ❞ — ooc.

resurgnce‌:

i’m so resisting the urge to make a buffyverse muse! maybe even like a rule!63 buffy using austin as the fc? idk but it’s like my all time favorite show and i’ve been binging it lately and the urge is STRONG bby

fuck it i’m making a slayer whose probably gonna be a rule 63 buffy idgaf

#† ┊ 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐭; ❞ — ooc.

i’m so resisting the urge to make a buffyverse muse! maybe even like a rule!63 buffy using austin as the fc? idk but it’s like my all time favorite show and i’ve been binging it lately and the urge is STRONG bby

#† ┊ 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐭; ❞ — ooc.

pluscharmant· / philippe:

Philippe’s arms instantly reached for his twin, embracing him as tight and soundly as it humanly possible without crushing those bones. The grasp was warm and lingering, Philippe’s chest moving up and down against Grey’s form as he panted, trying to convince himself the threatens were gone. The Frenchman took a step back, cupping Grey’s face to make sure that he was still there, that he was still real. Yet the piercing, furious look in those blue hues did not go with his loving gestures, Philippe couldn’t help but feeling livid.

“Do you have any idea of what you just did? You could have been killed, brother! What would I ever do if I had lost you tonight? I could forgive anything you ever do, but if you died doing something that stupid, I swear that I would hate you forever!” He was not being completely honest, those words were disguised by rage and fear. Philippe knew Grey could never hurt him and it would forever be impossible for him to hate his twin. “Just why didn’t you ask me for help? I wish I had been there. I wish I could have protected you… do you take me for weak as well, Grey? Is that was it is?” That one was Philippe’s very limit. When his eyes moved away, bitter tears silently began to stream down his face, dying at the corner of his plump lips that looked exactly like his brother’s.

( @resurgnce / cont. )

in this moment, grey wanted to CRY; not because he was saddened, like he usually cried, but because he was ANGRY. as he saw himself in the REFLECTION of the mirror, grey knew this wasn’t HIM, or at least not a part of himself he was USED to seeing. but, oh, it was there, hidden away by layers of SOUTHERN charm and raw, unalienable emotions. ignoring the PAIN that surged from his busted lip, all grey could really focus on was the BLOOD that covered random parts of his body, all thanks to the splats! of his victim’s heads— thank you, spur-of-the-moment spell!

❝ they FOLLOWED me out of the hospital, philippe! they were going to do awful things to me. luckily i learned enough french from my time here to KNOW what they were saying. ❞ he had a bloodied hand on his brother’s chest, one that he used to gently push philippe away so he could go back to cleaning himself up. as his twin UTTERED those words that were forged by LOVE and concern but came out as angry and fueled by rage, he looked back at philippe through the mirror. ❝ STOP gettin’ angry with me, philippe! it’s the exact opposite, actually. i’m tired of EVERYONE thinkin’ i’m just some DELICATE little butterfly because i cry a lot &. i have feelings. i’m DONE lettin’ you and everyone else thank that... and if they want to send MORE witches after me, well, i’ll be WAITIN’. ❞ he turned back to the mirror and began to cry as he tried to clean himself up with SHAKY hands.

#( c: pluscharmant; )#( pluscharmant; )#† ┊ 𝐯: 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐧𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞; ❞ — main verse.

znosyns / romeo·:

↳ romeo offered a shy smile. the endearing name proved odd, yet he aimed to act grateful for his care. “if ’t be true i recall, the year twelve hundr’d and eight.” the prince grimaced and handed the bottle back. “i has’t nev'r did indulge in such a libation. mine own parents often serve wine at their lavish parties.” his expression failed to match the sentiment of his words, a scowl and glance away. all parties served one purpose: to find their son a bride, who would produce a heir to the throne. he pushed thoughts of the future out of his mind as the pain seared down his leg. once the sting ceased, romeo lifted his muslin shirt and examined the wound, which now appeared almost invisible, as if it never bled and ached before. “how didst thee doth this ?” romeo asked. “is thou art a magician ?”

grey’s EYES widened a little at his response, wondering how in the HELL he’d managed to muster this one up. this wasn’t the FIRST time grey had summoned someone who was a little DATED... often times he didn’t know how to deal with them. this one had been DASHINGLY handsome, and spoke in an elegant fashion that was HIGHLY contrasted to grey’s southern twang. ❝ i’m a NURSE, it’s what i do... ❞ he walked towards the bathroom and placed the first AID kit away before returning to the living room. ❝ well, what’s yer name? ❞ he extends a hand, pink lips curling up into a smile.

#( c: znosyns; )#( znosyns; )#† ┊ 𝐯: 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐧𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞; ❞ — main verse.

( 6 ) replies &. ( 6 ) unanswered questions/memes; all will be posted throughout the day! i’m HERE all day so please come talk to me or PLOT with me. will probably get to work on CODING tomorrow ( which is my birthday!!! ) or next week sometime.

#† ┊ 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐭; ❞ — ooc.#indie rp #indie gay rp #indie horror rp

znosyns‌ / romeo:

↳ another sparring left romeo with a gash down the length of his thigh. he hiked up his trousers and winced at the sting of the air against the wound. the sight of fresh BLOOD made him dizzy, lolling his head back on the pillow. a small smile tugged at his lip nonetheless. “i has’t never heard of a male nurse before.” he said. his intent had not come from ILL-MANNERS, simply curiosity, though the two often intertwined. when he came to, romeo rubbed his eyes and took the bottle. he drank, unaware of its contents, before his face TWISTED in disgust. “tis poison !”

grey couldn’t HELP but feel a little offended at his comment, but he doesn’t let it SHOW. instead, he focuses upon doctoring romeo’s wound. ❝ and what CENTURY are you from, sugar? ❞ grey questions, his face emotionless as his tongue pressed between his lips; a small HABIT of his he had when his hands weren’t sitting idly by &. instead focusing upon a task. he laughed a little at romeo’s response, lashes flutter OPEN as baby blues move up to meet romeo’s eyes. ❝ not poison, silly, but if you DRINK enough of it, you might feel like you’re dyin’. ❞ he stitched romeo up quickly, snipping the end of the stitching once he had closed the wound. grey disinfected the wound before raising up &. snapping his gloves off. ❝ all done, HANDSOME. ❞

#( c: znosyns; )#( znosyns; )#† ┊ 𝐯: 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐧𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞; ❞ — main verse.

drkheart / knox‌:

‘ you look like an angel. that’s dangerous. ’ the valkyrie, brutal and loyal, could kick his own ass if he’s not careful. but who is this man that glows so heavenly? & looking for too long? it makes the god’s eyes burn. ‘ you have to be using some sort of magic. are you here to make me feel things ? ’ knox uses a challenging tone. deep & vibrating with amusement even if he senses a mortal soul in this man’s vessel. /♡ @resurgnce sweet angel sc.

❝ i’m no ANGEL, sugar... ❞ grey responds, a hint of a SMILE on his lips, voice thick with a SOUTHERN twang. he can’t say for SURE, but this man doesn’t seem human— and as exceptional as he had gotten at reading AURAS, something seemed somewhat DARK about his. ❝ ...but i AM a witch. a witch with the power of resurgence. i’ve brought back more people from the dead than jesus christ himself. ❞ he pauses for a moment as he LOCKS eyes with the man. ❝ and what are YOU, handsome? ❞

#( c: drkheart; )#( drkheart; )#† ┊ 𝐯: 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐧𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞; ❞ — main verse.

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televisionsgif‌:

The Swamp Mud is a metaphor, her metaphor. She’s a sophisticated witch with extraordinary gifts. Hiding out as a hippie swamp rat. From humble hillbilly stocks, she’s been a witch since birth. Her power and humanity separating her from everyone around her. In fact, those around her tried endlessly to destroy her in order to mask their own evil purposes. Yet she rose from the ashes stronger than ever, more fully realized. A living testament to the greater ideals of our coven. Power, compassion, and uniqueness. We are lucky to have found her and she us.

#† ┊ 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞; ❞ — aesthetic.#power tag tba;

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Seven Sinday Memes

Send a word for my muse to react to your muse doing the following… [Add reverse for your muse to do the action] Any context helps!

Pride

[braggart] to hear my muse brag about themselves

[brag] to hear my muse brag about someone they’re close to

[mirror] to find my muse checking themselves out in the mirror

[perform] for my muse to show off a skill they feel they’re the best at

[critique] my muse reacting to hearing criticism they don’t like

[wrong] my muse doing something to prove yours wrong

[credit] my muse takes credit for something our muses did together

Greed

[prized] my muse will talk about their most prized possession

[money] for my muse to lose all their money

[shine] to find my muse dressed up in very expensive clothing

[will do] my muse explains (or does) the worst thing they’d do for money

[secrets] my muse withholding secrets that would benefit your muse

[withhold] my muse refuses to help yours

[power] my muse does something to gain power over yours

Lust

[lustful] for my muse to talk about what they like about one of their partners/crushes (specify if possible)

[kiss] for my muse to kiss yours

[seduce] for my muse to try to seduce yours

[bloodlust] for my muse to hurt yours for fun OR laugh at your muse getting hurt

[cheat] to catch my muse cheating on their partner

[caught] your muse catches my muse naked

[frisky] for my muse to grope yours

Envy

[green eyed] for my muse to talk about the one thing they see other people have that they don’t

[jealously] for my muse to get jealous of yours

[steal] my muse steals something from yours

[negative] for my muse to put yours down

[mine] for my muse to get jealous about your muse getting hit on

[share] for my muse to share something with yours

[ruin] for m muse to sabotauge your muse’s attempts to finish a task

Gluttony

[food] for my muse to talk about their favourite food[s]

[eat] to join my muse for an excessive meal

[drink] to find my muse extremely drunk/high

[vice] to try to stop my muse from indulging in one of their vices

[hoard] to find something that my muse hoards

[punishment] to try to get my muse to stop feeling sorry for themselves

[meal] my muse cook yours a fancy meal

Wrath

[vent] for my muse to talk about something/someone they hate

[smack] for my muse to hit yours.

[shout] for my muse to yell at yours.

[hate] for my muse to say ‘i hate you’

[calm] to try to calm my muse down

[stop] to stop my muse from getting into a fight

[kill] to see my muse kill

Sloth

[relax] for my muse to talk about their most relaxing experience

[sleep] your muse waking mine up because they’ve overslept

[work] my muse avoiding doing something they should be doing

[inaction] for my muse to see a stranger getting hurt and doesn’t help

[lies] for my muse to lie to avoid responsibility

[boredom] for my muse to suggest some way to cure boredom

[too much] to try to get my muse to rest after staying awake/working for a long time

#† ┊ 𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐛 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫; ❞ — ask meme.

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is my muse a top , a bottom , or a switch ?

#( bottom babeee )#† ┊ 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬; ❞ — about.

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#† ┊ 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡; ❞ — music.#† ┊ 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞; ❞ — aesthetic.

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𝙼𝙸𝚂𝚂 𝙹𝙰𝙲𝙺𝚂𝙾𝙽

❛ you put a sour little flavor in my mouth. ❜ ❛ back away from the water, you might drown. ❜ ❛ the party isn’t over tonight. ❜ ❛ where will you be waking up tomorrow morning? ❜ ❛ goddamn, but i love her anyway. ❜ ❛ i love her anyway. ❜ ❛ there’s something beautiful and tragic in the fallout. ❜ ❛ no one knows it’s you. ❜

𝙳𝙾𝙽'𝚃 𝚃𝙷𝚁𝙴𝙰𝚃𝙴𝙽 𝙼𝙴 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷 𝙰 𝙶𝙾𝙾𝙳 𝚃𝙸𝙼𝙴

❛ i should probably introduce myself. ❜ ❛ you should’ve seen what i wore. ❜ ❛ there’s no such thing as getting out of hand. ❜ ❛ if you go out, you might pass out in a drain pipe. ❜ ❛ don’t threaten me with a good time. ❜ ❛ i wish that i could find my clothes… ❜ ❛ how did we end up in my neighbor’s pool? ❜ ❛ i usually don’t fall when i try to stand. ❜ ❛ i lost a bet to a guy in a chiffon skirt. ❜ ❛ i make these high heels work. ❜ ❛ i’m not as think as you drunk i am. ❜

𝚅𝙸𝙲𝚃𝙾𝚁𝙸𝙾𝚄𝚂

❛ let me be your killer king. ❜ ❛ i’m a killing spree in white. ❜ ❛ my touch is black and poisonous. ❜ ❛ i’m living like a washed up celebrity. ❜ ❛ i taste like magic. ❜ ❛ fifty words for murder, and i’m every one of them. ❜ ❛ all my friends, we’re glorious. ❜ ❛ tonight, we are victorious! ❜

𝙱𝙰𝙻𝙻𝙰𝙳 𝙾𝙵 𝙼𝙾𝙽𝙰 𝙻𝙸𝚂𝙰

❛ there’s nothing wrong with just a taste of what you’ve paid for. ❜ ❛ say what you mean. ❜ ❛ tell me i’m right. ❜ ❛ give me a sign - i wanna believe. ❜ ❛ you’re guaranteed to run this town. ❜ ❛ i’d pay to see you frown. ❜ ❛ another dollar, another day. ❜ ❛ wear me out. ❜

𝙴𝙼𝙿𝙴𝚁𝙾𝚁'𝚂 𝙽𝙴𝚆 𝙲𝙻𝙾𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚂

❛ welcome to the end of eras. ❜ ❛ finders keepers, losers weepers. ❜ ❛ done my time and served my sentence. ❜ ❛ if it feels good, tastes good, it must be mine. ❜ ❛ you just might see a ghost tonight. ❜ ❛ i’m taking back the crown. ❜ ❛ i see what’s mine and take it. ❜ ❛ i am so much more that royal. ❜ ❛ mortal kings are ruling castles. ❜ ❛ welcome to my world of fun. ❜ ❛ liars settle into sockets - flip the switch and watch them run. ❜

𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙸𝚂 𝙶𝙾𝚂𝙿𝙴𝙻

❛ this is the beat of my heart. ❜ ❛ they haven’t seen the best of us yet. ❜ ❛ if you love me, let me go. ❜ ❛ these words are knives and often leave scars. ❜ ❛ truth be told, i never was yours. ❜ ❛ don’t try to sleep through the end of the world. ❜ ❛ bury me alive. ❜ ❛ i won’t give up without a fight. ❜

𝙷𝙰𝙻𝙻𝙴𝙻𝚄𝙹𝙰𝙷

❛ show praise with your body. ❜ ❛ lean back, let it move right through you. ❜ ❛ my life started the day i got caught under the covers with second - hand lovers. ❜ ❛ in a state of emergency, who was i trying to be? ❜ ❛ who was i trying to be? ❜ ❛ being blue is better than being over it. ❜ ❛ i was drunk and it didn’t mean a thing. ❜ ❛ i love the things you hate about yourself. ❜ ❛ the time for being sad is over. ❜ ❛ no one wants you when you have no heart. ❜ ❛ you’ll never know if you don’t ever try again. ❜

#† ┊ 𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐛 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫; ❞ — ask meme.

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