Odaxelagnia: Sexual arousal from being bitten.
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Odaxelagnia: Sexual arousal from being bitten.
“define ‘awfully familiar’—better.”
❛ — like virgin rags of the unclean , the rotting stench of the forbidden fruit's core , and burned blistered flesh of the fallen. you smell identical to me. was that enough detail for you ? ❜
HOOKER AU! My Muse is a prostitute, standing outside a club and seeking customers. Send "Alright. How much?" to see how they react
❛ you smell … awfully familiar. ❜
❛ did you know that asking the same damn question over and over, expecting to eventually get an answer, sometimes leads to spontaneous bouts of violence? ❜
like this for a starter.
this is so v important
Friendly reminder that my Skype is available upon request to mutual followers if you wanna plot or chat or whatever. ★~(◡‿◕✿)
ABOUT THE MUSE.
[ General appearance. ]
Name: he picked the name ‘damien’ for himself. Age: old enough. Date of Birth: ??? Gender: male, but can assume a female form if wanted. Eye color: capable of changing from brown to red. Hair color: black. Height: 5’8”. Scars: none. Burns: none.
[ Have you… ]
Had sex: yes. Had sex in public: yes. Gotten pregnant: Kissed a boy: yes. Kissed a girl: yes. Gotten tattoos: no but has considered it. Gotten piercings: no but has considered it. Smoke or drank: yes. Had a broken heart: no. Been in love: no. Needed surgery: no. Stayed up for more than 24 hours: yes.
[ Are you… ]
A virgin: no. A cuddler: no. A kisser: yes. Scared easily: no. Jealous easily: absolutely. Trustworthy: no. Dominant: yes. Submissive: depends. In love: no. Single: yes. In a relationship: no. Considered mean: absolutely.
[ Random questions. ]
Have you harmed yourself: yes. Thought of suicide: no. Attempted suicide: no. Killed someone: yes. Wanted to kill someone: yes. Who did you kiss last: some pretty boy in a bar. Last text: something about spankings. Drove a car: yes. Have/had a job: does screwing over humanity and sending their souls to be damned count? Favourite soda/pop: anything strawberry flavored. Do drugs: yes.
"Finally, someone that appreciates taste over visuality." Although the alcohol’s opaque outlook did attract him to first try it, a strange, cream based concoction.
➥【 ℓυѕт 】
❛ well if you try to taste with your eyes you’ll end up blind. both figuratively — and literally. ❜ Tipping his head back he guzzled down the rest of the alcoholic beverage. His tongue swept around the glass’s rim lapping up any stray droplets before he sat the empty cylinder down on the bar’s surface and shot a wink in the stranger’s direction.
Random roleplayer meme.
How I look when roleplaying normally.
How I look when roleplaying pairings/smut.
How I look when a god mod shows up.
How I look when I am impatient for a reply.
How I look when a roleplay dies.
How I look when real life people catch me roleplaying.
Alright roleplayers let’s see your variations!
━∴☍∴━ ”- With pleasure" His snow white hands moved to lift the other’s so gently. His movements so fluid, so easy going. It was almost as he done this millions of times before. Which probably wouldn’t be an understatement. Many victims have been adorn with his lethal markings, carving into many unwilling patrons. It was what he did best after all, ruin lives and bring pain in a quic swoop, watching the light fall out of someones eyes. It was just … [ b e a u t i f u l ] Dragging the other along he made his way to a club, no people there at all due to the timing, no one was here at this time of day, but to ryuu’s annoyance the music and lights that sent a person to an immediate high still went on. The fox never need to show identification, the bouncers knew who he was. They knew not to question him, loyal dogs. "Please, ignore the music and lights, my private quarters is much quieter and peaceful. " It needed to be quiet. Ryuuhou loved to hear screams echo and bounce off walls, resounding in his mind.
➥【 ℓυѕт 】
❛ the tattoo on your neck. is it one of your own? ❜ He chimed in, shuffled closer towards the male, and pressed against him as they passed through a rather flashy looking club. However his eyes were glued to the intricate pattern of a seahorse carved smoothly onto the artist’s flesh. Once in a few millennia would Damien come across a mortal with talented hands — the typical musician with an instrument or artist on a paper canvas, but never before had he seen one that categorized in body art. The thought of being inked had swam across his mind once or twice though in order to truly get the experience one would have to be able to make him feel pain — feel human. After all it was a creation of man. Modern tattooists aimed to make their costumers more comfortable…he needed someone who didn’t.
I am like fire. r e c k l e s s I {{burn}} everything in my path I leave NOTHING untouched.
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❝ Can I help you?…❞ It was a s i m p l e question, however there were many answers that could be given. He wasn’t looking for a ‘yes' or 'no' answer. If he was seeking such a thing, he wouldn’t have sat himself up from the relaxed position that he had been holding for quite some time. You see, the vampire had been awoken by the male stood before him ; whether it had been an accident or not, he didn’t care. All he wished was for this little greeting to be sped up so he could continue on with his evening.
❝ H u r r y up and answer me… I don’t have all evening.❞
➥【 gℓuттσηy 】
❛ unless you’ve got a bite to eat then no. the only thing it looks like you’re serving up is attitude and that doesn’t settle well with my stomach ...or my patience for that matter. ❜ { — fucking brat ! } When spoken in such a nonchalant tone many would think that the man was only teasing without access to his silent musings, but his words were nothing but serious. It had been a few hours since he had satisfied his palate and going on without doing so for an extended lapse of time caused his mood to spoil. If someone was either brave or stupid enough to rub him wrong the wrong way he would not hesitate to swallow them bite their head off. This stranger was interrupting him, not vice versa.
i really want a plot where muse a and muse b both go to a private school and muse a is really studious and innocent like never been kissed type thing and muse b got kicked out of their old school for for sleeping with a teacher and one day muse b sees muse a in the hall and is like ‘i’m gonna make it my mission to corrupt them’ and yeah