#cage me

[bestboycaps]

Boner-free zone

[py37]

[babybyers08132]

Oh my god his hair is long again someone actually sedate me I’m so horny I mean hungry ffffffuck everyone 😢😢😢😢😢😭😭😭😭😢😢😭😢😭😢😭😢😭😢😭😢😭😢😭😢😭🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤😩😩😩😩😩😩😭😭😢😭😢😭😢😢😩😩🤤😩😩😭😩🤤🤤😩😩😩🤤🤤🤤😩😢😭😩😩😭

[arsonhusband]

Having a boyfriend who’s been in the fandom longer than you that can quote your comfort character word for word and tell you all the lore you want to know

[zxmbi-png]

You think I'm super cool and sweet and smart and then BOOM I'm strange and demented. Teehee I've formed an attachment with you so now you'll never leave :3

[captainkurosolaire]

UNLEASH!

Eyes fluttered open on the surface. Meanwhile Shiro held the Relic in his palms. He was preparing a portal to his other personal pocket dimension to savor in reclusive and uninterrupted for the sacrificial costs. A loud shaking roar erupted from every carnivorous bone as Captain’s aether became unlocked and amplified. His hues turned purely under instincts. Growth of the wilderness began sharpening his claws, teethes and mane. His aether violently swirled and was so intense and hot it began self-inflicting and ripping him up his upper fabrics was shredded off by chaotic terrible emotion only releasing the restraints of the Captain’s often contained and concealed limits. His heart racing and blood going into an overdrive adrenaline rush they swished and all his senses became heightened to hungering growth. The catastrophic element and change the emotion of misunderstood despair and overall wilder rage the ocean of suffering drew out. Engulfing the shared Vessel. His brows squished down as he began repeating the same frenzied assault this time he was cracking and breaking in dents the entire foundations and shaking the room in tremors from every furious blow. Loud guttural and fury body pitches fevered out of him with a frothiness. Due to him lending he still had consciousness and a reserved set of humane thoughts. Shiro’s portal came up but in a deafening pace and Shiro’s utter bewildered enmeshment the gap was heard shattering through as acrobatic and nomadic stances took over. He grabbed on the other side of the lamp and relic as they drew into the small pocket of Void. Since the mage had to remove his barrier in order to refocus his channeling somewhere else as soon as they hopped over. The Seeker landed his first hit against an unguarded. A headbutt clashed into Shiro’s opposing skull winning the struggle for the Relic the mover couldn’t be quickened or recuperated from as he staggered another follow-up attack hit as he spun into a feint. Shiro blocked and built a tiny wall that protected his upper-body planning for the same roundhouse-kick earlier as it was initially formed as such. This time the feint led into an entirely back-flip kick that hit the Keeper square into the chin. He’d take the lamp and throw it into the velocity hoping it only shattered and inflicted more pain. The Seeker roared out as his forehead was entirely busted open but the rush of blood never felt more home for this state. It made him want to devour and taste even his ownself and dine. To draw more. It was entirely ravaged and sadistic. A part of him never meant to be unlocked. This was one of many boogeymen storied nightmares to keep those too feeble and innocent under their beds and prevent any extras in becoming missing report cases in the Black Shrouds. In a pirate the dreaded and Wanted Maahes had been unleashed finally set free to bring havoc and share in the pain of its bloodletting anguish to a stated degree for its feeble counterpart. A rumbling and thunderous pitch from his churning frame called out, “Shiro!!!” entirely infused in rage. He was going to purge every bit of this putrid Voidal ink inside him. Even if it required spilling it first... The Keeper caught himself and re-balanced himself from tumbling on the ground building some materialized ice to prop himself back up a tooth broken and popped out as he spat it with disdain. He’d then scavenge that prop into sending a directive assault of a volley of swarming glacial flakes all sharpened shuriken style with a hinge of elaborate embellishing of the noble’s castle patterned into details. One finger took up to coordinating it. While his second palm began running across his face his hand vanished from his arm. As an illusion white glove drew from out of the dark silhouette of this realm attempting even if somehow anything was dodged he’d get clobbered from above as all predictions needed to be accounted for in-order to even survive. The Sun could only be this bright for so long before the unnatural cold took him too and trapped this unruly wild. Shiro’s piercing eyes felt looming in concentration trying to also freeze to distort the time around them into his favor or outright stoppage. Though his concentration couldn’t be broken or it’d interrupt the cast. Everything about Captain’s new state ate any sign of fear or care. Transformed into only a blood shedding machine that starved for the next satisfying gory hit. The Miqo’te dropped to his fist and then rolled over underneath a portion of the Shurikens that traveled then spun on its head in a break peak dance form. His palms jumping into the momentum over another swirling that whizzed past. The movements were fluid and unreal. They were only getting faster. As the mere thought of being contained pissed him off. His eyes glowed as his heritage and evolved Star Sight activated on its own allowing home to predict the exact foresight of how the hit would happen before it did. Allowing him to cartwheel directly to the space between the fingers. Then timed out a precise jump over Shiro trying to capture him in that event too. He leapt over the obstacle and punted the lamp once again and hit Shiro square in that smug pretty face as he had to lower his defenses or risk his own defensive barrier breaking or damaging his precious artifact. The Moon sighed in relief for capturing and it seemed to remain functional to his touch. Though it was only a second and somehow he felt a hot breathe behind his shoulder already again and this caused his body and senses to uproar with a shrill. The unkempt and carnage of this beastly man was unfathomable. He Ghost Stepped and was past intelligence for instincts were on his side. Purest of combative motions. A insatiable predatory hunter had drew first-blood on its prey.

He threw back the lamp onto his summoned and conjured white-glove hand that was like removing an extension and ghastly part of himself with his consumed Mhachi prowess unleashed. It failed him earlier and rose it safely up to prevent it from being tarnished.The Keeper used his free hand to spin around and attempt to counter with a formation of an icy rapier and diamond reinforced. Though the sound of something grinding against him was felt already against his blade teetering against as just in the formation of a chop that nasty aether that was written of counter rival aether conjured a sourced miniature energized aetherial blade of density. In order to prevent being frozen or losing his temperature he had to strike and meet every hit in retaliation that Shiro dealt out with an unscheduled fencing like duel now transpiring.   The Keeper of the Moon even assumed the noble stance taking on full fencing guard a wayward arm structured behind his back right above his tailbone to keep his balance evened out and trying to hit an exploited point while also remaining in form. Each of them chipping tiny hit’s that ruined the others attires alongside leaving minimum damages on each opposition when their guard’s dropped they were painting each-other with ruin.   (Previous) — /References/  —   ♫ ‘Parasite Eve‘ ♫ — (Next Page)