Apr 12, 2016
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!! Just wanted to congratulate and tell you that I enjoy your blog very much! I hope you eat a lot of cake today!
Thank you so so much! Have an awesome day :D
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY!! Just wanted to congratulate and tell you that I enjoy your blog very much! I hope you eat a lot of cake today!
Thank you so so much! Have an awesome day :D
Last night was cute! Thank you for hosting all things yes at #meowmix @noyzfml 😍 #hollowqueen #halloween #drag #performanceart #fauxqueen #NIN #camebackhaunted #gothgirlproblems #gothgirldreams #bloodymartini #yes (at STUDSF)
if no one's beat me to it, i'd like to place a reserve on nelliel tu odelschwanck from bleach! the date is 6/14 and i can be reached on tumblr @bloodymartini.
Reserved!
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doubledowndown replied to your post: —-
((A guy like you, should wear a waaaarning…))
IT'S DANGEROUS. I'M FAAAALLIN'. jumps off the mitis forest cliff goodbye friends
bloodymartini replied to your post: —-
// It’s Nero, bitch.
ok i lasdfj i am screaming
Paint Me (but vice versa me painting u, u no)
”—do you even know what you’re doing?!”
Her voice came out as a squeak, abdomen flinching every time the other’s fingertips came in contact with her side. He’d already smeared ivory on her cheeks, and once on her lips to shut her up, but the bluenette could barely keep her composure when it came to him touching her as gently as he was. She was ticklish, and she hated it more than she hated running out of alcohol. Twenty-six-years-old and as serious as could be until someone poked her in a weird way and got her to jump and giggle like a newborn toddler. Something in her gut told her to disagree with his sudden request to ‘hang out’, but something else in her wanted to see him. And looking back on it now, she definitely should’ve listened to the former feeling.
”It’s cold! Can’t you…warm it up or something?”
A drawn-out sigh came from his end at her constant complaints, tuning her out after she got another good squirm-and-squeal in to continue his work. She pouted at his actions, biting her bottom lip to keep from shrieking again as paint and fingertips that weren’t her own touched exposed skin. Nails dug into the sheets beneath her with every contact, despite how quick and effortless they were. Eyes drifted upwards, staring at the ceiling with far more intensity than usual; shutting with a slow exhale as she spoke with more control in her voice.
”You know, I missed you…”
She’d almost looked at him to say it, give him the eye contact necessary to assure she wasn’t just saying it to buy herself more time with warmth, but she couldn’t - and she didn’t. Eyes stayed focus on the same white wall above her, lips curving at the noticeable pause that came between his last stroke and the one that followed it. Sentimental was neither of their fortes, but being a woman made it a more easier thing to come across and convey. But with the next touch, she pouted; tossing a glare down to the slightly-smiling ‘artist’ as she finally moved to smack his hand away from finishing his latest piece.
”—and I know you know that, but that’s the third goddamn dick you’ve painted on me so far!”
She moved forward from her spot on the bed, hands lowering to dip into the tub of charcoal-colored paint situated on the floor beneath them. Fingers smothered the substance on his face, knowing all too well she’d pay for the damage later. Legs crossed as she seated herself on his lap, grinning from ear-to-ear as she continued her own work: painting in furrowed eyebrows with a touch of popping veins and finishing it off with a crimson kiss mark to ‘sign’ the completed piece.
”So, instead of messing with this paint some more~ how about a mushroom stamp? I probably deserve it for uhh…”
Hand loosely gestured to the entirety of his face, grimacing as she did so.
”—this. Whatever this is, ‘cause it sure as hell isn’t art.”
bloodymartini replied to your post:
// It is my fault but come on~ your tattoo free FC is just as hot as BD/Genest so. (Maybe hotter. Just maybe though.)
Tattoo free, huh? How will anyone recognize you now.
My offensive as fuck height might help—
—or, you know, the white hair.
Who would've known you had a nonskeletal dick without this M!A, huh?
It’s still a bone(r) for you. (;