seen from Türkiye
seen from China
seen from Türkiye
seen from Georgia
seen from Bolivia
seen from Russia
seen from Sweden
seen from Vietnam
seen from Netherlands
seen from China
seen from China
seen from United States
seen from South Korea
seen from United States
seen from South Korea
seen from China
seen from Australia
seen from Italy
seen from China
seen from Guyana
*SLAMS THAT MF 💌 BUTTON YOU KNOW WHO THIS IS ONLY ONE PERSON IS THIRSTY ENOUGH FOR A CERTAIN SHIP TO POUNCE ON THE NSFW ASKS FASTER THAN THE SPEED OF FUCKIN LIGHT*
Send ‘💌’ for a sext from my muse.
[TXT] I’m in the mood for sweets tonight~? How does something cream-filled fare for you?
“TAKE THEIR SHIRTS OFF! NEEDS TAE BE MORE GAY!!!”
He’s honestly surprised with how many people wished him a happy birthday on Discord...
@n0-l0nger-sane
“HOW THE FUCK DID YOU LEARN WHERE I WORK IN THE DAY!?!?!?!”
@deceivermun
THIS IRISHMAN WILL F I G H T TO PRESERVE HIS HONOR, GODAMMIT!
All Eyes on Me
It was strange how innocent children grew up to be twisted individuals, and even how those twisted individuals attempt to claw out of the muck they buried themselves in to 'redeem' themselves. One wretched individual who found himself doing this was none other than Eisuke Norahara, a person who wanted to be someone who helped animals, instead becoming a warped shadow of that very consept. A man who took human beings, and experimented on them, warping them into his client's images.
While he himself hated this job, it was all he knew. Every attempt to claw away from it was met with heavy retalliation, the latest ending up in a broken leg, as well as having to re-set the joint in his ring finger.
There was one place where he could escape. One little place he could hide away when he was done dancing for his 'lords and ladies'. A little strip club, where he worked on the side in an.. Escort service. People purchased his time, primarily desperate, albeit rich women, who wanted to impress families with an 'exotic halfbreed boyfriend'. It was his little bit of time to pretend, and pretend that he wasn't himself.. He could be someone else, whatever his client desired in that little time, and sometimes, if they payed a little extra, he gave them an extra treat at the end of the night..
Nobody truly knew the real man, and he honestly wouldn't let any of the clients who hired him.
Today didn't seem to be any different, except that there seemed to be someone waiting at his usual table, seeming to be watching him expectantly. A soft purr rolls from the redhead's lips, before leaning on the table, a charming smile curving his lips. "Hello there~ Were ye lookin' for little ol' me this entire time? I'm sorry to keep you waiting...~"
