#ian-ia

[amorifate]

@ian-ia “I see the big mouth hasn’t changed either. Tell me, how many other demons did you have to suck off to be brought back into this place? Oh and you might want to wash that hair of yours. Smells like your rotted pussy. Might want to get that checked out no?”    

  “ my my my, you always get so very angry whenever I bring up our past...transgressions....and on the contrary dear, fellatio is not something I bargain with. That’s quite disgusting. “ Feeling mildly affected that he had insulted her precious hair, the one thing she dutifully cared for each day, she gave a small sniffle and a pout. “ That’s quite a tone to have with me, will you stop insulting my body parts and get to the "I’m going to kill you Acoda” part? “ The demon cooed, changing her tune as she stood near him. “ I do wonder how you’ve been fairing in my absence. Eating well? Did you find another target to use and abuse? “

[seungie-ia]

❛ don’t turn around. ❜

It was something someone said in a haunted house when there was a demon behind you trying to scare you and your friend says ‘Don’t turn around’ when in reality they want you to turn around so they can laugh as you scream. Seungwan could only imagine the worst. “What is it?” She asked, an edge to her voice. The princess’s had halted in her tracks tempted to turn and look. “If you are trying to prank me Ian...” She warned lifting a tightened fist to him.

[kihyun-ia-blog]

"Pst! Hey!" Ian loudly tried to whisper but obviously was being far too loud to be classified as that. "What page are we on?" Sleeping during the first half of class with a mini nap left him a bit lost. Oops.

Astrology class was something that he looked forward to every day, as it was his favorite subject. Though he knew half the things that were being taught, his attention remained focused on the teacher and scribbling down notes in his notebook. He was mid sentence when he was startled by a quite loud voice from behind. Many glaring eyes turned to look in his direction and he just waved apologetically even though he hadn’t been the one who did it. Turning towards the real perpetrator he whispered. “Page 239.” Glancing around one more time he spoke again. “Did you have a nice nap? You know you snore right?” A small chuckle escaped, earning him a few more glares. 

@ian-ia

[necroxseline]

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✑ describe something they like without naming it

Refreshing, soft, rejuvenating– the embrace of such thing can only make her sit back and relax for hours as she delights herself in the vanity that rots her and her body is clothed in youth at the end of the process.

[dylan-ia-blog]

"Fairly certain what you're about to drink is not supposed to be, well, a drink." He said seriously. Ian was very curious what it was but if someone was going to die trying for science reasons, surely it should be for other science stuff right? Somehow that logic made sense.

Dylan stared at the thing that he held in his hands before looking backat the male. He had been just curious, getting a hold on the bottle and readyto drink it. “Well to be honest I don’t think there could, or would, happenmuch to me in the first place,” he said with a frown. Maybe he should knowthose boundaries a bit better. “But thanks for the heads up. You have any ideawhat it is then?”

[eileen-ia-blog]

“Have you been drinking? You look terrible.”

Eileen decided to go out for a night. Why not? They were an adult and adults could go out and enjoy some adult fun, although when they didn’t have someone to tell them that maybe they shouldn’t have that next drink, fun nights turned sour fairly quickly. Moving outside to get some fresh air Eileen was already regretting going out, they had moved past the point of drunk and entered into the land of suffering, of completely wasted. 

Eileen’s cheeks were flushed and honestly it felt like everything was spinning. Maybe it wasn’t just that last drink, maybe it was the past three that put them way over the edge. Stomach turning, Eileen closes their eyes before hearing someone comment on how they look, terrible. Honestly they felt terrible so it made sense. 

“Yes.” They just barely got out, wondering if there was a nearby trashcan, just in case their stomach decided to revolt against them. “I feel horrible...I don’t like alcohol anymore.” They whined softly sitting down. 

[kyungsoon-ia]

Ian woke from the small nap he was trying to get in between the professor talking and them actually doing things. Now that they were being active, he turned to the nearest person and straightened. "What page are we on again?"

“394.” answered the spirit, flipping to the correct page herself. The class was dragging along, and she too had felt her eyes start to droop at a few points in the lecture. Out of her peripheral, she could see someone getting a nap in, and decided to keep them in the loop. 

[yoonji-ia]

Yummy

Ian would be Chocolate Mousse. He can be smooth and charming in nature, but this Mousse has a little sprinkle of Popping Candy and Chilli, but with him, you have no idea what will happen. Especially with Yoonji, something unexpected always happens with him.