#dcmnation

[voxlilium-archive-blog]

"Lemme jus' yeet your butthole."

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@dcmnation

[calabrun]

@dcmnation -- ;

This wasn’t something she wanted. Maybe it would’ve been better to simply walk away after just barely escaping, but she couldn’t. already did her great niece, Elizabeth Bathory, furnish a plan as her accomplice to bring down these miserable old fools once and for all. It was in a smoking parlor outside of Vatican City proper where they’d begin the first phase of their plans, Morana occupying a booth all to herself and looking the part of any chic Italian woman could be. Even if she wasn’t, but that hardly mattered. 

Still, when someone else with a distinctively heavy and powerful weight to their aura entered, the Draculina’s eyes narrowed suspiciously. 

Then again, her great niece utilizing a disguise was wise, if this new appearance was she.

[cxmmandme-blog]

"And here I thought it couldn't get worse." Any of my sins (not pride tho)

“The upside is I.....Actually I will let you know once I found the upside.”

@dcmnation

[devilslcg]

dcmnation replied to your post: rubs the bridge of my nose. O-Soba Mask.  .  ....

“……. You found a way to look even lamer than you did, colour me surprised, feng zhua.”

“This isn’t my fault! I didn’t design the damn thing! But.  .  . you’re not the only one that can be invisible now.”

[a-personifiedchaosx]

when people find out just how mean @dcmnation is to me, their whole career will be over

[ofsilverguns-blog]

@dcmnation said: “… You wan’ me t’ fuck ‘im?”

“N O.”

[yajuens-blog]

@dcmnation !

           ‘  hey.. do somethin’ fun. kill one of ‘em pieces of shit. ’

     his way of talking was again crass and held little room for argument as he nodded towards to the group of pathetic creatures taking the form of humans, huddled at the corner. they probably were ready to piss themselves but it was no fun if they did that. boredom was always onset if he wasn’t with someone who knew how to quench his appetite. it was a rare sight for striker to be without berreta, but that may be because she was off playing again. she’d come back sooner or later to check on him, in the meantime at least he had canon to keep him company. a truly interesting creature who, since their meeting, smelled DIFFERENT. neither bad nor good, not scum or normal. he wasn’t sure but it interest him. like a new toy he can’t tell if he wants to play with or watch break. nonetheless, he had a wide smile that showcases the darkness that’s clearly reflected in the flatness of his eyes. 

[fukogi-blog]

@dcmnation liked for a starter !

rarely does finn allow himself to associate with someone ‘ intimately ’ and by that, he means nothing deeper than surface value conversations. yet, here he is listening to his companion prattle on how finn should be more careful with himself -- he had pulled up another all-nighter and was looking like a sight for sore eyes. dark shadows under his eyes and a weary smile to match. however, despite her concerned voice that scolded him became personified in colour. he saw mixtures of light blues and white swirling around her, a mixture of worry and healing. it soothes him into a comforting lull.

‘ you worry too much, coffee makes up for the lack of sleep. ’