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[murgleys]

deitc replied to your post: ‘ i can’t ask for help because if i ask for help...

[I love a girl and her name is katalina]

god sa m e 

[murgleys]

ofeternae

YOU ARE GORGEOUS KOI!!

deitc

[UR SO CUTE... STUNNING]

tetherwithme

[ That blue looks awesome on you! ]

SCREAMS AT ALL OF YOU TBH DJVDJHB I WENT OUT FOR ICE CREAMS AND COME BACK TO THIS FJVBFJH

[exiliumalas-blog]

“You’re bleeding.” (if you want!)

Patching Wounds | @deitc

“…?”  The Primal looked towards the other as they began to patch their wounds, bandages coiling around her, compressing and trying to help the blood begin to clot.  The fallen angel still had many more cuts that bled, though none were as bad as the one the white haired man took it upon himself to bandage.  While he showed no signs of hostility, Olivia could not un-tense herself in his presence.  He looked far too close to Lucifer for her liking, a twinge of hatred bubbling in her chest at just the mere sight of him.

“... Why are you aiding me?  I am fine, these wounds will heal swiftly for a Primal Beast.”

[katalinator]

@deitc

It was hard, being head chef of the Grandcypher.

The captain just made so...many...friends. Every single day, new people were joining the crew. Lowain prided himself on being able to know every member’s individual tastes, paying attention to them in his food, but it was getting damn near impossible to do this. 

And just when he thought he was catching up, he’d meet more crew members that somehow, he hadn’t met yet. The man before him was one of them. Lowain sighed almost exasperatedly.

“Oi oi oi. What’s your name?”

“And what’s your favorite food? Taste? You like sweet, spicy? I gotta know the deets, dude!”