#eemph

[sanguisfulgur]

eemph said: The eemph stared at the woman for quite some time before he blinked hard. “You better be kidding me.”

The vampiress gave a nervous laugh. "Sadly... not. I may have brought it home as a baby and I might have been keeping it in The Basement and now...it's pretty big."

[acreepyworldwelivein]

!!!!! >3>

1. A baby’s cry

Violet sure made pretty noises while getting played with.

Crow was softly nibbling the tip of Sinclair's ear, slowly rolling his hips into the other's. They were gonna take it nice and slow tonight, and since Sinclair was no longer knocked up, it meant that he was a lot easier to 'bend'. 

Course that meant that he'd finally have to put some of his funds into buying condoms but it could be worse.

"We're gonna spend a lot of tonight making up for lost time-"

A quiet wail broke free from the baby monitor, causing Crow to nearly jump from his skin. Or maybe not... because even Crow knew when one started crying, the other would too.

"Dammit. Hold that thought. I'll handle whichever one started crying first." He grumbled, pulling away from his purple pet. Parenthood sucked.

[sanguisfulgur]

㊛ //For both Chris and Sin because I'm too lazy to log in on eemph woop woop

Send me ㊛ to hear what your character smells like to mine

Chris

Sulfur, first and foremost. It’s very apparent but growing used to her brother’s presence means she can mostly filter it out. Warm too. But as the cold has as scent, warmth does too, but it’s not an unpleasant heat. There’s a hint of blood and gore in there too, and every now and then the scent of his fiancé and son will mingle in with his own. 

Sinclair

Sweet, perhaps a little sickeningly so to some, but with her sweet tastes she doesn’t mind sweet odours either. Whilst she’s not entirely sure how to better put it, he smees expensive to her, perhaps his delight at all the finer things in life simply clouds her senses to she ‘thinks’ that’s what she can smell, but in her mind it certainly works. The rest of his scent confuses her, but is always very unique. Perhaps it’s because he’s from another world, she can’t pinpoint the rest of his scent. 

[acreepyworldwelivein]

eemph replied to your post: anonymous asked:Crow, Scythe, wha...

//It’s so weird seeing a rapist and a necrophiliac debating things like these xD

//it is pretty weird lol but amusing. So, so amusing.//

[acreepyworldwelivein]

eemph said: //I’m looking forward to Crow meeting Brian after Brian’s found out about his attack on Jago heh x)

//me too another person out for Crow's blood just what he needs XD

notinitfortheglory said: {cROW OH MY GOD.

//so done with his shit. Just. So done.//

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notinitfortheglory replied to your post: //I CAN’T BREATHE  TWO TWO DIFFER...

{JESUS CHRIST THE ANONS WANT ALL THE THREEWAYS BETWEEN OUR MUSES I CAN’T BREATHE

//I KNOW AND I THINK THAT IS HILARIOUS BECAUSE WE'RE TRAPPED IN A SHIPPING WHIRLPOOL ANYWAY

eemph said: //Oh my glob

//CROW'S ANSWER IS THE BEST THO OMG YOU FREAKING PERVERT YOU ARE NOT GETTING A THREEWAY

[acreepyworldwelivein]

eemph replied to your post: eemph asked:“I’m sorry, I won’t d...

The eemph hadn’t planned to hit the crow. Sure, he had been mad and filled with hormones wrecking havoc, but to /punch/ the guy /hard/ in the face? He looked as shocked as Crow by this - and within seconds his anger was replaced with fear.

Crow resisted the urge to touch his bruising face. It stung like a bitch. Well, he did get punched by one... "You're actually lucky you're knocked up, otherwise I would hit you back. And I hit a lot harder than you." He made that threat clear. He was the one in charge. Not. Sinclair.

[acreepyworldwelivein]

“I’m sorry, I won’t do it again.”

Send "I'm sorry, I won't do it again," to see what my character would do if they were in an abusive relationship and was just hit by yours.

Crow... hadn't been expecting that. Not in the least.

He stumbled back, gripping his jaw. His violet eyes were wide with alarm. Slowly, he stroked his cheek, feeling it already begin to swell and purple. A low growl slipped from his throat before he could stop it.

"I'm going to suggest you don't try that stunt again. After all I've done for you, you hit me? Talk about a way of showing gratitude." He stepped back forward, wings unintentionally spreading a little, making himself look larger. No way was he letting his little purple pet push him around.