#guy please

[sylvism]

As a society we need more Matthew Schaeffer x reader fics 

[boytumms]

WHAT WILL IT TAKE FOR MY ART NOT TO GET FLAGGED AUGHHHHHHHHHHHH

[meanya]

Guys... guys talk me out of it... guys please talk me out of it...

[fabioquartararhoe]

I need people to keep sending secrets because this is legitimately very entertaining

yes lmao

[octopotacto]

what does this mean i'm s haking

[thesillyguyy]

Haha, he- hey guys

Whatcha doin there

[sins-of-the-sea]

🔥

Permanent Starter Call!

Send 🔥 or [Fire] for a Starter with Guy Duchamp, aka “Lust”.

Very likely Guy is coming close to someplace he shouldn't be. Perhaps he is discovering the border of the mortal realm and that of magic. Perhaps he has spotted a book he shouldn't be reading. Regardless, he's snooping where he ought not to, and he catches on quickly that he has been caught. He keeps it cool, though, despite the ruse likely not working. He leans strokes some of his curls off his face as he relaxes his posture, his eyes closing halfway to bat towards the man approaching him. A flirtatious smile lights up on his face.

"Oh, pardon me, monsieur…. I pray I wasn't bringing forth too much attention, was I? I am quite the lucky man to have gotten it from such a handsome stranger."