#hellbrewed

[strongwilledsoul]

@hellbrewed​

“Sometimes when I’m playing a game of Go, I get the overwhelming urge to eat the stones. The white ones look especially tasty.”

[lifesliced-a]

❝ huh?? ❞ co has a habit of blowing big smoke, leaning back in what appears to be the best form of contemplation he can muster. that sort of statement would never occur when smoking with the guys on his team. even black out drunk, it just wouldn’t happen. waits for vol’s coughing to lighten up before he digs a little deeper.  ❝ uhhh, i don’t know. i mean, you probably could? maybe. are you, uh, looking to find out? or has that just been, like, on your mind? either way that’s a pretty ... deep question. heh. ❞ /  ( ⤷ ) ◜ @hellbrewed​ from co in response to [ x ]

[envyire-a]

【 ⎯⎯⎯ ✞  ; @hellbrewed​. 】 ( suga )

   Things   had   been   going   smoothly   in   the   coming   weeks.   Things   had   gotten   quiet--   Issei   would   see   Florin   when   he   could,   but   there   would   always   be   a   small   sting   somewhere   in   the   depths   of   his   heart.   A   sting   that   could   be   SATIATED   every   once   in   a   while   after   a   good   fucking.   However   it   would   always   return   and   settle   in   like   it   had   never   left.

   Issei   would   argue   it   was   the   barista's   fault   for   giving   him   2   cups   of   the   usual   rather   than   just   the   one.   In   reality   he   could   have   told   her   it   was   just   him   that   afternoon   but   he   didn't.   Suppose   his   feet   were   walking   of   their   own   accord   as   he   trudged   up   the   staircase   of   Suga's   apartment   building.   His   fingers   lingered   on   the   door   buzzer--   he   wondered   if   it   was   too   late.

   The   door   buzzer   replied,   questioning   who   was   at   the   door.   He   hardly   had   a   reply   lined   up--   instead   a   simple   word   was   spoken,   ❛   Coffee.   ❜   Though   he   wasn't   entirely   sure   the   door   would   open   after   that.

[bclasaeg]

//  Those who were difficult were few and far in between. It was always Yuu who’d be the one to leave, be the one to be painful. Being called out like that last night was-- well... refreshing. Not to mention he was left by himself after being dragged away from his date! 

  A week later, he shot Julius a text, first-- apologetic then, an invitation to dinner as a way to truly cement his apology. Of course, the location was a famous hotel, famous for their exquisite cuisine.

   [ TXT ]: I’ll be waiting, no matter how long it takes

  He wrote and also planned on keeping his promise. The time he set was 6pm and yet there he was, planning on sitting here until he was kicked out. Even then, he would wait outside the building just in case his guest showed up.

@hellbrewed​ | ‘ yuu is sowwy ’

[oncstepagain]

@hellbrewed​

“Wah -- I’m sorry!!”

She must have stared too much at the displays at hand. She had never seen so many beautiful flowers in one place. She had only meant to window shop, but now she brought out a woman on accident. 

[rcpacity]

ask away ⁞ @hellbrewed​​​​ ⁞ always open !

"question.. how is that ass so FAT?" cue a slap of the hand to louis' ass from vol. :)

             ❛    as fat as yer dick is nice n’ cute.    ❜   slap it again baby  ,  he likes it. ;)

[zagubionywilk]

               >> ⚔️ <<          HER EXPRESSION DIDN’T SHOW    disgust any,   leading the wolf to believe that she didn’t mind what he gave her.        ❝        looks to me you don’t mind the wine.  both the est est    AND    the white wolf.      ❞            

@hellbrewed​ ​  liked for a starter   (   for fre    )    !!

[ardenssolis]

@hellbrewed​ said (inbox):

"Do you make wishes?" Resolutions was what he meant, but the elf was lost in his glass of wine and more honest with his words. "Humans do have peculiar traditions for the new year. In my time, we are grateful to still see another day in our immortality without another of our kind being lost. I think," he paused, lifting his glass to his lips for a drink. "I think we take it for granted. Each day in another for us. Having such short lives, I wonder if I should have cherished this one more."

     OZYMANDIAS HAD LONG SINCE come to the conclusion that he was not going to be getting up anytime soon, at least not if Suga could help it. The moment he had been tempted to get up and find something else to do in the house that was the moment that the overgrown beastkin had decided that his lap was going to be their place of rest for who knows how long. Unlike the tiny, sleek black body of their feline form, Suga was a much heavier addition in comparison. ❝You are not going to move, are you?❞ Surely sprawling out on the couch would have been more to their liking. Those cushions were the very pinnacle of comfortable! Then again, they were probably not as warm as himself. It took but one glance at Suga to know that, no, they were going to leave only when they wanted to. He was to be their temporary hostage in the meantime.

     He huffed in both exasperation and faint amusement when fingers began to scratch under his chin as if he were the cat rather than things being the other way around. So brazen. So cheeky. But then again, when has Suga not been this? ❝Comfy for who, I wonder? Perhaps if you were a better lap warmer, I might change my mind.❞ It was tempting to give a soft ‘purr’ just to tease them and pretend as if their roles were reversed, but it was much more fun to turn things back around on Suga. Thus, he did not hesitate to lift his hand, fingers dancing along the other’s earlobe right before he began to scratch just as gently behind it. ❝Who is a pretty kitty?❞ he cooed, lips curling into a mischievous grin. Ah, yes, vengeance was so sweet! Maybe he could even get them to purr for him instead. If he was going to be stuck here in one place for an hour or more, then he was going to find some way to break the monotony---