#daemonumrosier

[porcelain-snatch]

//Ew it's 2am again. Well, 2 days left of work, then I will be able to focus. I hope. In the mean time fill up my ask and follow these awesome people:

http://daemonum-rosier.tumblr.com

http://drew-a-tanaka.tumblr.com

http://its-astoria.tumblr.com/

You want crazy intense plots? They will make it happen. Also I really appreciate you guys. That is all. 

[licnbcrn]

"Why do you have clothes on?"

"That’s a horrid way to get someone naked, Rosier. You need to work on your technique." 

[licnbcrn]

'I want the K'

19. Forceful Kiss

It got to a point, really, when even she did something stupid and reckless. 

"Don’t breathe a fucking word, Rosier,” she commanded, pushing him into the wall, her lips crashing against his. 

[calypso-ogygia]

Ok I have decided

I am keeping Alecto because well heck she was my first indie account and though my muse is none existent atm I love her and her sass (though I am pretty sure everyone has stopped following her and I owe a butt ton, sorry Ando) 

I am keeping Milli Bulstrode though she never really got started (fmfl) but I have a plot with a friend that will happen even if I have to force it from my brain

Psyche its not like I have any plots on her at all and I want to make a demi god. I was thinking Drew Tanaka but I have no idea what fc

Anyway that is it

[calypso-ogygia]

[thepearljones]

"Don't look at me like that."

[calypso-ogygia]

Do it.

My muse interrupts whatever yours is doing to sit on your muse’s lap

Standing in the doorway of Evan’s office she sighed audibly she saw him sitting in front of his desk. He had been there for the last hour promising that he would be finished any time soon. Walking into the room she stood behind his chair massaging his shoulders feeling the tension in them leaning down she began to kiss his neck “Ev, come on you have been at this for hours now. I thought you were coming to bed,” Turning his chair around she straddled his lap she ran a hand down his chest she kissed him on the lip “Do you think you could tear yourself away for…an half and hour?”

[porcelain-snatch]

ø

Send me a “ø” and I’ll generate a number, your muse will receive one of the following from mine:

7. A passionate kiss.

CRASH!

Dolores jumped at least a foot out of her chair. A sharp line of ink crossed through her parchment. “Not… again…” she groaned clutching her quill till it snapped in half. For a moment she squeezed her eyes shut exhaling a long breath. Nope. She wasn’t dealing with this today. The chair skidded away from the desk when she jumped up. 

Storming out of her dorm, her stomping feet echoed down the stair case into the common room; announcing her oncoming wrath. The group of Slytherin ‘gentlemen’ were already presenting their most innocent-under-the-circumstances faces when she burst into the room. 

A shattered table and broken knick-knacks littered the floor. Incredulous she gasped, glaring at them all. Four boys, one grinning like a fool, two looking anywhere else, and Evan who had forgotten to hide the nearly-empty bottle of firewhiskey behind his back. 

"Clean this IMMEDIATELY!" she snapped brandishing her broken quill, not realizing she forgot to grab her wand. Evan let out a bark of a laugh kicking aside rubbish as he strode towards her. Realizing what was in her hand, Dolores rolled her eyes but stood firm. "I WILL have peace in this dormitory!” 

"You need to calm your tits Dol,” he slurred sarcastically.

"Excuse me!?" her face contorted into disgust. 

Evan scooped her into his arms. Before she could launch into a full, horrified rant; dipped her dramatically. If they knew muggle terms, it would rival most telenovela kisses. Stiff in his arms, Dolores’ arguing was muffled behind firm lips, teeth that nipped at her lower lip, was that tongue?! 

Finally he pulled her back up, cackling. Completely flustered, Dolores hastily smoothed her robes and disheveled hair. Remembering only after to crack him across the cheek.

“Never,” she heaved catching her breath, “do that again.” Merlin, she was dizzy. “Clean up this mess!” She ordered before huffing back up the stairs. 

[oh dolores don't be like that. you know you liked it.]