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Mike Driver
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Sweet Seals For You, Always
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Not today Justin
if i look back, i am lost
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@satanickadick-blog
This blog is probably going on a permanent hiatus. I’m still going to be rping but I’m most likely leaving the indie scene for awhile. I may link my new blog later on, but I may also not. I’ll see.
If we’re friends and you wanna rp or whatever still, send me a message on discord or on my personal @in-real-life-satanick
I don’t care if you say my name like it’s poison or like it’s prayer, as long as it leaves your lips.
You and your wicked little grin make my heart tie itself tighter to you. No one is like you, and no one is a better escapist, so I hope being loved by you will make me free.
B. E. Barnes | e s c a p i s t (via wnq-writers)
Tear it apart Tear it apart Tear it apart
What are your muse’s aesthetics ?
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Fumus and Satanick for an Oiran AU @satanickadick and I have. I somehow managed to make Satanick look very pretty. How could this happen to me? I’ve made my mistakes. I couldn’t give him a large head dress because he doesn’t have long hair, but I did manage to do something with it.
For those who do not know, oiran are high-classed prostitutes who were trained from a young age to do their job. They had to do their thing until they got to the top of their profession, they they could say no to people they didn’t care to sleep with. Those who did say yes had to hand over a hefty sum of money just to sleep with them.
AU where i actually write something instead of having dozens of vaguely defined settings and characters floating in my head
{Check my Links, Please :3!!} {Mun-Muse} - {Rules}
Any relationship advice: don’t be too clingy
Me covering myself in superglue: unfortunate
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You made me beautifully broken.
x-dark-beauty-x (via wnq-writers)
fumus:
“I think you’re the one who should feel flattered. Be glad I’m spending time with you at all.”
He felt the small girl jump, her breasts twitching around his face as she did so. A devious smile twisted on the god’s visage. It was such a delight to see how she reacted to every little thing he did. He had always loved the way that she moved beneath him. Oh, how he wanted to make her squirm in a sickening mixture of pain and pleasure, to see her face contort from his touch.
Fumus would do more than kiss that body of hers. He would rub his hands and mouth on every crevice of her and defile her in ways that were far from holy. Reaching around her, he grabbed a pair of scissors from his desk and held them up.
“I think we should get rid of that shirt, first.”
“Of course, of course~ Brother’s attention and time is valuable, doing nothing but fucking me silly would be such a good time waster too~”
The small devil had been forced to pull back once startled, able to see the smirk forming on her brother’s face. But of course he would enjoy seeing that, it wasn’t like she didn’t as well after all, her own little teasing smile coming upon her lips after. She could still feel the burn as her body untensed, a constant sore to remind her of her brother to join the many others. There were most likely layers over layers of these marks now, given over the eons by him and faded by time, never-ending. As soon as one stopped its biting pain, he would soon give another to replace it almost like a promise.
“I think we should get rid of yours too, big brother. Don’t cut off anything important~”
She teased him, knowing full well he would most likely give her the cuts she wished for just by saying that. Fingers trailed down her brother’s own shirt, the path of which she pretended to cut with her own imaginary scissors until reaching his crotch and accidentally cutting it as well with two fingers.
So far away from R E A L I T Y … “ What a ﾤ ﾷ ѵ ﾼ ﾤ ע place to be! “
fumus:
“Do you really think I wouldn’t know the touch of your body by now? Or for that fact, the sound of your voice?” The god spoke from between her breasts before feeling himself be submerged deeper as she nuzzled the top of his head affectionately, messing up his hair.
This was the perfect opportunity to get a reaction out of his dear little sister. What better way than to stick the lit end of his cigarette into the side of her breast, searing through her shirt into her tender skin. Another mark from him on her precious body.
“Heh, let’s play then, my little pet.”
“Ah I should be flattered brother, that you know the feeling of my chest by heart. I have such wonderful talent there, after all~”
She rather expected him to do that, he always was fond of using his cigarettes in their playtime; it was only a matter of when really. That was where the surprise came from. She was forced to jump up from her position of leaning on his head, drawing in breath sharply through clenched teeth at the aching burn. It only lasted a few minutes thankfully, the blistering pain still lingering afterwards however, her white shirt and skin now stained with harsh ash.
Another shirt completely ruined by her brother. Not that she minded very much, she was very proud to wear the marks that he rewarded her with. To be touched by a God was something to be worshiped, a touch by a God was something holy in a way that she could never be otherwise.
“Give me more brother, and then kiss it all better~”
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ʀᴇᴘᴏsᴛ ! ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʀᴇʙʟᴏɢ !
@fumus || X
It was indeed lucky that cigarette was out of his mouth, as she didn’t really look before she pounced on him, eager to get her brother’s attention before he noticed her arrival.
“Awww you didn’t even try to guess!”
The devil giggled, making a soft pleased sound at the nips through her blouse, pushing her chest further into his face. She shifted a bit in her keeled position on his lap, having to adjust due to her smaller stature now, laying on and nuzzling the top of his head affectionately. It was quite funny how his hair stuck up afterwards.
“I’m not the only one who wants to play~ You’re in a good mood today, brother.”
It was always fun when the God was feeling playful, she picked a good day to come bother him it seemed.
“Beg her now for anything.” “Beg her now for one more day.” Angel By The Wings// Sia
