#guildoffarah

[vxmpirehunterd]

Does having a mouth on his hand ever get inconvenient? Does he have to be mindful of things like lotion or putting his hand down too hard, etc?

{That is an Excellent question! One would think so and it is but its not as terrible as you'd think. For D the sentient parasite on his hand only physically manifests when D needs something major done (like sucking up a pocket dimension, Spells, black holes etc) or when D needs help in self-resurrection (whenever he gets stabbed in the heart, torn apart etc. Heck even when it comes to tracking Lefty is useful too.) Other than that the talking parasite lives inside his body so D can walk around with two normal looking hands with everyone else being none the wiser. As for D's treatment of the hand it depends on his mood because Lefty can become annoying with his poking and prodding of D's inner thoughts. Or make insensitive and sometimes straight up vulgar remarks on a situation and D has to silence the little bugger! Harshly! He will literally close his fist hard to shut lefty up sometimes LOL.}

[vrepit-sa]

@guildoffarah // s.c.

Aliens weren't terribly uncommon on Daizabaal. It was the hub of their Empire, and allies to the Alteans that they were, the influx of strangers had long since become a normality. It didn't mean he was used to it yet, though; besides, it was almost impossible to tell what was and wasn't an Altean sometimes. They shapeshifted, so anything was possible.

It was the reason Sendak hadn't yet commented on the stranger nearby company. There was Galran civilians scattered sparsely through the area, and they became less and less until it was only him left on the training field. Him and the odd red-eyed stranger across the way. Who was impossible to ignore now that there was, evidently, nobody else he could have been here for.

“If you want a show to gawk at, you should try catching one of the gladiator fights.” His voice is just loud enough to carry over to the stranger, who he hadn't yet approached but was clearly speaking to. That stare has been on him a varga now, and he can't not say something. Sendak turns on his heel, the glow of his orange-yellow eyes the same color as the setting sun. “Surely I'm not that fascinating to watch.”

[lobotcmy-a]

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"Eugh, I fraggin' hate cleanin' this thing..." The last of the Czarnians grunted, sliding some of the freshly cut entrails off of his meat-hook. The poor unlucky bastich that laid before him had been on the run for a while, escaped a few prisons, wanted in several systems. The contract was simple: dead or alive. Lobo usually leaned towards the "dead" option on all occasions. Bounty hunting was fantastic, the best way to viciously maim and murder legally! Well, besides becoming a space-cop. Something else was up though, he could feel it.

His nostrils flared...he could smell that something wicked this way comes. Wiping the blood from his meat-hook, he'd stand up and take a cigar from his vest. Striking it, he'd blow a thick cloud of smoke.

"I know yer there, I can smell brimstone from a mile away, Clyde! S' gotta very noticeable odor!" He'd jab an accusatory claw into the surrounding area, those piercing red eyes looking for any signs of movement. When the figure did make himself known, Lobo merely raised an eyebrow. "What're you, a succubus er' somethin'?"

[brutalscaled]

@guildoffarah​

“A mere wish is not an end goal, my dear Croc. Relationships are a journey- sex simply one of many stops along the way.”

“If that’s a wish, you’re gonna be disappointed. I’ve tried it, it ain’t all it’s cracked up to be and it wasn’t terribly interestin’ to begin with.”

[thekavseklabs]

🧲 Vynathr

He likes Malphas's power. How he doesn't feel like he could just break this person without trying. It makes him feel secure to challenge Malphas, and it makes him feel secure to come back around and obey him, trust him.

He likes Malphas's indulgence of his needs and his desires, the way Malphas will take control and give Vynathr the energy that Vynathr gives to everyone else.

He likes his charisma.

He likes his body, though he's loath to admit it.

It's hard for Vynathr to find attraction in someone he doesn't find intellectual challenge or interest in, and Malphas presents quite a bit of that- Vynathr will never grow bored of someone who knows so much and is so clever.

... he likes his teeth...

haha, vore-

[dantahlian]

@guildoffarah​

It would be a lie to say Dantalian was not waiting attentively for one of Malphas’ summons.  Responding to such was different when it was given on their terms,  when it was limited — surely,  Malphas would not waste the opportunity to have the angel at his whims.  So whatever they were to answer,  it was sure to be of importance.

As soon as the petal that Malphas plucks from the flower falls to the ground,  it disintegrates into particles of light that rise as soon as they fall,  multiplying in number and clustering together to fill out the form of their master.  The light fades once a horned silhouette is formed,  and there stands the summoned before Malphas,  clad not in armor but in silken blank robes that covered half or less of their body.

“Lord Malphas.  You summoned me?  About time.”  Eyes flick to the side,  glancing about the familiar room and then down to the demon who seemed to be doing little more than lounging.  “What could be so important,  I wonder?”

[impfiltration-archive2]

me, anytime i hear a character has an american southern accent: do they have a twinge or a twang? how big are their vowels?? please, tell me whether their state motto is “thank god for mississippi” or not

[crimedealt-a]

@guildoffarah​ ❤’d

❛  when mirage said he’d be makin’ a deal with the devil, i didn’t think he meant that shit.  ❜  but andrew wasn’t one to question where his loyalties were. always with illusione, his home, his family ... but maybe this was taking it a bit too far. just what exactly where his plans with this? more power? more knowledge? he shifts, almost defensively, and makes   ❛  what exactly do you want with me? i ain’t gonna be your toy.  ❜