#blackomandr

[infeliix]

out of luck;

yeaaaaah remember when I said I'd do my starters after that Terra drawing?

Ikindalied. Tchyeah.

Blackfire, for all the wonderful Blackfire RP-ers there. Her face is too big, I know, and my shading sucks. I knoooow and therefore please forgive meh.

[recapturedhonor]

blackomandr started following you

{Well aren't you a sight for sore eyes. Hey babe! <3 }

[tofu-waffles-blog]

♡♡♡

//Shhhhhhhh, I was hoping to escape without people noticing. (;

Thank you thank you very much (:

[odorokisan-blog]

[Strength isn't everything.] @blackomandr

“Snow, snow, snow, snow, and more snow! Gosh, Mr. Frost, you must be having a field day here…” The somehow talkative librarian thought out loud to herself, as she was perched in a cushy, complacent study chair. Ample, slim arms were stacked on top of one another, her elegant, defined chin resting on the lavender fabric of her right arm. Fluctuating her long, creamy limbs down below back and forth, she perused one of the many novels in her immense, widespread, but snugly warm library. The keeper knew that today was much too inclement to even set one finger out into that frozen solid atmosphere, so she kept to herself, locked up inside. She would scold the hell out of Jack later for creating such a loathsome storm. The atheneum was quiescent, the only sounds echoing through the walls were the familiar sounds of a grandfather clock ticking away minutes, a single page turning every few seconds, and the reserved breathing of the sickly keeper.

"Well, Patchouli, it seems as though you've been getting more attention to this library. Especially from Mr. Q, as it seems. You have somewhat of a thing for him, no?" The purplette confronted herself, her head falling to the left gingerly. At the sudden thought of harboring feelings for the quartermaster, a carmine, soft flush splashed unforgivingly on the ripe apples of her cheeks, shaking her head from side to side vigorously. "N-No, of course not! Just because he's smart, attentive, has the cutest curly hair and smile...shit! No, I didn't say that, okay? It's not my fault he's actually interested in what I have to say and how he's...already interested in someone else. It wouldn't matter anyway, so ha-ha to you, mind." Smugly beaming to herself, she knew she had conquered the argument with herself. Promptly lifting a miniature, porcelain teacup, she took a sip of her lukewarm coffee, brushing back one wispy strand of her amaranthine hair behind the shell of her ear after. Suddenly, she heard a subtle, light rap on the thick blockade of the library's door, the noise giving her an attentive slap back to reality. Instinctively cupping the side of her long hand over one part of her mouth, she called out to the individual. "Uh, it's open!" Who could it be today? Possibly Q, or Jack, even. Maybe even Remilia, for once?

[odorokisan-blog]

ooc: nEED MAKE STARTER FOR BEAUTIFUL PERSON..............

BEEN TOO MUCH OF LAZY ASSS.......???????????

AHM MAKIN' STARTER FOR tHIS PERSON?????

IF YOU WANT STARTER LIKE HTIS OR SOMFETHING???????? YISS OKAY I LOVE YOU 

[ofloveandlostcauses]

Her lips formed a smirk upon seeing his reaction. “You wouldn’t object to what? Me dominating you or the reaction bit?”

"The, uh... the dominating." He admitted, swallowing thickly as he avoided eye contact."

[ofloveandlostcauses]

✤ "Always nice to see a reaction."

The Archangel blinked owlishly, a prominent blush dusting his cheeks. "I don't think I'd object to that, milady." He informed simply as he readjusted his glasses, his gaze averted to his feet.

[theoriginalbloodcountess]

OOC: The Countess Is Watching...

ooc; Countess would like to say to wrap it before you slap it. She does not want him to come home with alien babies. No alien babies, please and thank you. Also, she is lurking like a mofo because she noticed someone is HBICing Adrian.