Oct 31, 2013
*kisses* ((It's a contagious kissing seal! Pass it on to the next 10 people on your dash!)) ♥
"Three times. Three times you have kissed me. Is there something you’re not telling me, Damon?"
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*kisses* ((It's a contagious kissing seal! Pass it on to the next 10 people on your dash!)) ♥
"Three times. Three times you have kissed me. Is there something you’re not telling me, Damon?"
*kisses* ((It's a contagious kissing seal! Pass it on to the next 10 people on your dash!)) ♥
“Damon, you’re definitely invited to my bedroom party now.”
@devils-got-your-tongue
Darius was sitting at the desk in the study asleep yet again after long hours of research and study his head resting on his left arm while his right was out infront of him. He twitched in his sleep when the sound if wood creaking sounded threw the room biit did not wake.
devils-got-your-tongue started following you
wreakinghale started following you
Being out so late never phased him anymore. You think it would, but given what he did for a living – you learned not to be afraid of those that went bump in the night. Dean always had something on him, though. Rather it be a gun, a knife, holy water, angel blade. He made every attempt he could at keeping himself properly equipped to handle different situations. Demons wanted his head on a silver platter and angels wanted to beat his ass senseless until he told they where Castiel had ran off to. Sadly, for them. It took a lot more than punches to the face to knock him off his game. He had been tortured in Hell for thirty years. If anything, he had seen everything those angels had to offer. He was used to working jobs in towns he didn't know. Where the fuck was he this time, anyway? He didn't even know. Part of him didn't care. Animal attacks were the main source of every police problem when they didn't know what was actually going on. Werewolf or vampire. There was no in-between. Hearing footsteps behind him, Dean stopped moving. A small smirk tugging his features as he slid his hand into his jacket pocket; fingers wrapping around the gun. “I'm starting to think I have a stalker. Didn't your parents tell you not to follow strangers? They could be dangerous.” He wouldn't pull the gun out just yet. Matter of fact, he hadn't even turned around. Thankfully, there was a broken mirror in front of him and the alleyway was light just enough to see the silhouette in the shadows. If it moved, Dean was shooting.
Suggest sexual things, and my Muse will reply honestly if it is a turn on or off.:Public sex
Probably not. A bit too showy for Alaric!
The Twins || @devils-got-your-tongue
"Dammit Jade why'd you have to mess with that witch?" John growled as they were flung into the familiar house that belonged to the Salvatore brothers but something seemed off.
"Okay for one thing how the hell was supposed to know she was a witch? I thought she was just some random chick trying to bad mouth our band" Jade argued back glaring at her brother who was older by five minutes. That's when they heard someone clear their throat which made them turn "Oh hi" Jade said smiling and waving.
"you are mine"
"Did you get into the bourbon again?"
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Send me a ❖ and my muse will kiss yours
Oh, I guess this would be for one of my muses— so, here you go! A kiss from Kasandre!
"Only a kiss on the cheek for the handsome stranger."