#askagentdianaofshield

[inquiries-to-sherlock-holmes]

Ten people have cases

ask-agent-diana-of-shield

any-way-cas-wants-it

payxattentionxtoxmeximxbored

notthetindog

jekyll-no-hyde

themidgardiansongstress

felixelreparador

olivia-silver-rp

fearme-feartheunknown

vodkawithlime

Nothing in the papers.  Again.

[lokibannerpool]

HELLO //I'm bored//

Send me a HELLO and i’ll answer…

If we kissed:

[BB] This wouldn’t happen.

[] Oh disgusting.

[] Again, again.

[] Kiss you back.

[] Let’s take this to the bedroom.

[] Slap/Push you away.

[BB] Be confused

If you asked me out I’d say:

[BB] Um no.

[] I’m taken-

[] Sure.

[] HOLY ASDFGHJK YESSSSS.

Can we cuddle?:

[BB] No.

[] Ew.

[] Sure.

[] YES.

Sex?:

[] Let’s do it.

[] No. You can’t handle my d.

[] FUCK YES.

[BB] No.

Should you reblog this?:

[] Yes. I want to send you one.

[BB] Yes.

[] No.

[crashing-midgard-blog]

"I won't take no as an answer."

"That is just too bad."

[flammableasalcohol]

Fire Catcher

It was just another night in Sunnydale. Nothing in the air would make it seems like anything was different -- well different than how strange it was on a normal basis. It was that particular time between night and day where life was trapped in an imbalance. Neither safely in the embrace of day nor completely ensnared in the darkness of night.

Daniel had made the last call for drinks a little while ago. He was set about closing up Inferno for the night. His last customers paid their bill and ventured out into the remaining night. He locked up the door behind the last one. While people were sleeping, Daniel was sweeping. He still had to collect the receipts and money from tonight and place it into the safe.

Daniel was different than most others. However, he fit in with the nightlife of Sunnydale. He appeared at first glance to be a regular guy but there was a part of him that wasn't human. Mostly human with a side part of demon. But despite his heritage, he lived life as usual. He kept to himself, making his friends few. There was a reason for this. His demon part made him essentially fire. He could generate fire. But it came at a price: he couldn't touch anyone lest they were burned. It was a curse that he had accepted. He dealt with it in his own way.

Upon shutting everything of value away in the back safe, he came back into the main part of the bar. He was surprised to see a figure in the bar. Hadn't he locked that door? He swore he had. Cautiously, he kept his eyes on the silhouette in the doorway.

"Sorry, we're closed."

[lokibannerpool]

"You belong to me"

Send ‘You belong with me’ and watch how my muse reacts

"um…. okay?"

[lokibannerpool]

"I trust you."

"Then you’re a fool."

[lokibannerpool]

❅

Holiday fever is in the air! My Muse is giving out free holiday kisses! Send me a ❅ for yours!

[thedeadestofpools]

"Make me!"

"So much attitude from one so young. Just do the thing and I'll leave you alone and you can go back to doing whatever thing you were doing before I showed up and asked you to do the thing... OK?"