#gxxdgiirl

[inspirxnt-a-blog]

♥ @gxxdgiirl | starter call ♥

A wave of something akin to sadness washed over the man as he descended from the rooftop of an upscale club, deftly landing in the alley situated behind it. Even from outside, he could sense the overwhelming feeling of fear emanating from within; from the sheer number of women forced to entertain the men who partake in this place’s sort of business. The sordid sort. The sort of which sickened Darius, instilled a blaze of anger right down to his very soul. Women weren’t objects, especially for the purpose of satiating some sick man’s lust. 

He couldn’t allow rage to cloud his mind though, he had a job to do. One of the benefactor’s visiting this particular club was someone he had been tracking for quite some time. All the way from Germany, in fact. The man went by the name of Johann and, on the surface, he was a respected businessman. One of whom owned an array of successful car dealerships. Beneath, however, he was a tyrant. He was a notorious human trafficker; but not of the normal variety. He didn’t traffic humans for sex or slavery, but for blood. That was the reason for Darius’s presence here tonight. He had to take this vile man down. 

The dhampir unzipped his hoodie to reveal a well-pressed, black waistcoat and slim tie. His slacks and crisply polished shoes brought the outfit full circle and he knew very well that he was looking rather dashing tonight. After running a quick hand through his wispy hair, he ventured out of the alley and into the street. After flashing a convincing fake ID at the bouncer stationed at the door, he was gained entrance to the gentlemen’s club. 

By now, the target was most likely engaging with a woman. That made things splendidly easier for Darius. To his knowledge, the rooms for those activities were located in the back of the club; well hidden, away from prying eyes. So that was the direction Darius headed in, not knowing what he will find and hoping it will all work out in his favour. Johann could have his servants here, for all Darius knew. He hurriedly meandered his way through the crowd and tables, absentmindedly refusing the offer of a drink. His blue-gray eyes shifted to a fierce crimson the closer he got to the backrooms; his blood was boiling and he couldn’t wait for the carnage. He used his shadows to locate Johann and soon found himself outside the correct room; he could hear Johann’s gruff voice, along with the soft voice of a woman. Darius grasped the doorknob and forced his way inside.

[kamukurauniverse]

@gxxdgiirl for a random starter

Silence. The silence that was destroyed by the ticking of the clock. A room, but this time, for an entierly different purpose. The room itself was big, rather bright. A big comfortable bed, that Izuru was seated on, some furniture, a good plasma TV. The ultimate hope already knew what they tried to do. They were twisting his wish as usual. He already spotted a few cameras around the room and he intended to dispatch of them futher down the line. They would not expect a metal panel to hold him off would they? But so far he was passive. This meeting was arranged by Hope’s peak academy, who reached to a very wealthy man that was trading humans. A big figure in the black market. Another person who Izuru has done work for. Izuru was not aware of what request they made, however, knowing the person who got the request, this will be an entertaining evening. Perhaps something worth remembeing. Or maybe it will fly away in the deepest parts of his mind, and remain as just a way of killing time. The crimson hues go around the room once more. Accodring to his calculations, they will arrive shortly. Whoever the academy decided to hire. his body is not moving at all, the shadow from the almost unrealistic amount of hair causing the part of his face to be concealed. And so he remained, almost as a statue. A very unsettling one. 

[queenserved-blog]

❛     i’ll  have  more  cake     !     ❜             the  empty  plate  is  held  expectantly  in  the  woman’s  general  direction ,     an  almost   ANGELIC   smile  painting  pale  features .            ❛     you     ------     i’ve  never  seen  you  at  phantomhive’s  before .      ❜

starter call .    ⧸ ⊰   @gxxdgiirl​   ⊱

[thecircusfreaks]

@gxxdgiirl

Gallio was sunbathing in a small bay on Hawaii, a place where he knew no people would ever come. It was so nice to lie in the sun, a thin layer of water he was lying in. He was lucky that most of the area was surrounded by trees. Normally he would avoid the surface but it was a nice change of pace.

[agalere]

@gxxdgiirl liked the starter. 

     “Care to try? You’ll just have to ignore the squirming.“ Teeth dug into the back of the koi, taking a large amount of the wriggling fish just as he offered her the extra fish that lay on the rock bed. 

[ridehercrop]

MINA/MEDB

♛ fill in the blanks | fluff otp edition

Who’s more likely to find who wearing their clothes?: Medb would find Mina wearing her clothes but only because she made her wear them.Who enunciates hand holding?: Medb. Medb enunciates everythingWho likes having their hair washed by who?: Medb loves to be washed by Mina. She has the most delicate hands. Who likes to slow dance?: Mina. Muse that’s more likely to fall asleep with their head in the others lap?: Both of them. They spend a large amount of time resting on each other’s lap.  Muse that does all the cuddling in a blanket fort?: Mina. Mina is all about that cuddling. Who hogs most of the covers at night?: Medb but only because Mina woulnd’t hog anything from Medb. Muse who nuzzles the others shoulder to get them to give them a head rub?: Medb is the headrubber. She’ll rub her head all over Mina.How do they share a desert? Two forks or one?: Zero forks. They’ll use their hands to feed each other stuff.Who gets jealous more easily?: Medb easily. Who gets angered more easily?: Again Medb but rarely at Mina. How do they go to sleep at night?: CUDDLINGWho gets the most shoulder rubs?: Medb does because Mina is insistent on giving them to her. What are there arguments/fights like? How often do they fight?: Fight? With Mina? Heavens no.Who is more likely to throw things in fights?: See aboveHow do they make it up to each other/apologize after an argument?: AGGRESSIVE CUDDLING AND KISSESDo they have nicknames for each other?: Mina calls Medb overly respectful titles and Medb calls Mina anything affectionate she can think of. Caring for each other while ill, how does the other muse go about it?: Medb will do anything in her power to make sure Mina is ok. This is especially worrying due to Mina’s inhuman nature. Mina on the other hand will more than likely dot on Medb and try to spend every second by her bed caring for her. Who’s more likely to be patching the others wound?: Medb is diligent in maintaining Mina’s body. Muse that says ‘I told you so’, after they come home from the beach and other muse is burnt to a crisp while whining how bad it hurts for not listening and putting on sunblock after the other muse repeatedly told them they’d get burnt?: Mina. But she won’t say ‘i told you so’ out loud. Your otp has a newborn baby, who gets up in the middle of the night when he/she cries?: Mina because she feels like Medb needs a full night’s rest. Your muse’s of the otp reaction to finding the others crying about something? And how do they make them feel better?: Literally whatever she can. If someone hurt Mina Medb would be on a warpath.What would they be like as parents?: Any children they have would be spoiled to hellWhat would they have been like as childhood sweethearts?: Oh man if they grew up together Medb would have been spoiled by Mina even more. She wouldn’t be able to do anything without Mina. Who enunciates taking a bath together?: Medb. Bathing together is one of her favorite things.Who likes who playing with their hair?:The place they mostly likely accidentally fall asleep together?: On the couch cuddling after a long movie night.