#byonetta

[kate-vitamin]

Bayonetta cosplay by me <3 Your can find a full 10 hour Bayonetta stream on twitch:KATEVITAMIN   https://www.twitch.tv/katevitamin

[siniste]

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓      ,      @byonetta​  :       ❛      🗣️      ❜

[glorykill-a]

manlet

          twinge   of   his   brow   indicates   annoyance    ,    teeth   bared   as   armored   boot   is   grabbed   from   his   own   foot    ,    harshly   chucked   at   the   umbra   witch   with   angered   growl.    her   insistence   on   calling   him   a   ‘    manlet    ‘    had   invoked   his   rage.

          /   /   unpromted    :    @byonetta.

[mannimarko]

          he cares not for gold or glory,   of winning battles in a fiery storm of spells,   nor does he care for the moments after,   warming his bed with pretty women or toasting to at a celebration after winning.   superficial desires has never been mannimarco’s type of greed,   his type of want in power.   no,   he has ever wanted more,   wanted what others did not need,   scorned and called terrible deeds   —   worm king,   to see what lies beneath,   that not everything is as it is meant to be.

they,   the people of nirn above the earth,   speak of a witch of the wilds,   of a woman whose accuracy makes men fall to their knees.   intriqued follows suit but not enough to make him seek out her out.   mannimarco does his,   crafts beings out of rotting flesh,   and watches only with less than half his attention when her name   (   bayonetta,   ricochetting   )   is traded between thrall tensions.

“     you’ve caused quite the ruckus.     ”     but he has many,   too many,   servants left to spare and a few let bleeding out from mortal wounds will serve better in death and despair.   nothing about mannimarco at the chosen moment is meant for a fight,   not because he lacks certain traits or images but because he simply does not deem it a necessity.   she is no threat to him.   she can slay her way to him and he’d still stand,   stone cold,   with a faint promise of what a fool she’s making herself out to be.

“     i should thank you:   you have spared me the ugly job of arranging more fodder for the slaughter,     ”     he mentions half - heartedly,   merely raising a hand and a brow as the nearest dead rises with cracking bones and a wail in its throat.   it is an ugly sight,   seeing the dead rise from what should be eternal rest.   yet mannimarco does it without remorse,   calls it beautiful in the way the agony is stretched all over.   it’s a symphony,   a cacophony of fear,   and he chances himself as the maestro of the choir of the damned.

“     and now ...   what will it be,   witch ?   will you raise a hand against me ?   come,   then.   for all your bravado you’ll only face failure.     ”

@byonetta​          /          starter call.

[tumblawitch]

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[velkacrow]

you know i am not a shipper in passion. when comes to ships it have to makes sense so i can progressing their developments. unless, i have a cruel jokes in mind. i would like to you guess this scene and the ending was based on. btw, i did not encourage people from young to old to smokes. wilson did not know that and thought smoking is helping lose some weight, plus he have meat effigy to back up.

[fractempyreal]

                         ❛    Ah ,   you came all this way just for that .    ❜

           @byonetta​ liked for a one-liner!

[glorykill-a]

why do your boots stink

why does your body hair-suit smell