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first of all: fuck you; secondly: what flavor of pringle's??

❝ Fuzzy butt has paid a visit to the nightwalker ❞

❝ Firstly, please do. Secondly, the plain salty ones. ❞ He snickers.

#{ beroende fött ur hat .:. ░ ᴠɪᴅ ᴍɪɴsᴛᴀ ʙᴇʀᴏ̈ʀɪɴɢ ᴋᴀ̈ɴɴᴇʀ ᴊᴀɢ ᴍɪɢ ʟᴇᴠᴀɴᴅᴇ ░ }#ibitc #{ there will never be a perfect response .:. ░ ɪɴǫᴜɪʀʏ ░ }

sᴇɴᴅ ᴍʏ ᴍᴜsᴇ “👀 + ᴀ ǫᴜᴇsᴛɪᴏɴ” ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇʏ’ʟʟ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴀɴsᴡᴇʀ ᴡɪᴛʜ 100% ʜᴏɴᴇsᴛʏ. —Accepting.

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❝ The holder of his heart has paid a visit to the nightwalker ❞

❝ You’re really digging deep aren’t you? But okay, I’ll answer this for you because you deserve to know every reason why I love and fight for you. The first reason is that nobody else has ever felt as much as home to me as you do. Secondly, nobody understands me the same way. I feel like I can say anything and even if it’s strange or messy or makes no sense you still understand. Thirdly, you’re so damn clever and you’re not afraid to use your smarts for you own gain. You even use it to be funny and you make me laugh a lot. And not a lot of people can do that. Fourthly, you’re brave and stubborn. If you want something, you don’t hesitate to pursue that goal and you don’t give up easily either. You’ve proven that to me many times over. Many, many times. Fifthly, I love you because, despite your harsh, prickly, exterior, I don’t think I’ve met anyone who has so much genuine love to give. And that says a lot coming from someone as old as me. Sure, we argue and we have different ways of thinking and we used to want to snap each other’s necks but as soon as I saw past your exterior I realized that you’re actually soft and warm. At least as soft as I’d expect another vampire to be. Reason six, I could probably go up into the hundreds here but I’ll do the main ones, being around you doesn’t make me doubt myself. You know I have my facades and walls and whatnot. There are a lot of things that I don’t say, things I don’t want anyone else to know or see, but when I’m with you I don’t find it as hard to accept those parts, leading into reason number seven which would be that you make me feel... safe. I know that no matter what happens, what I have with you is not a matter of want anymore, it’s a matter of need. So I guess summing everything up would basically be I love you because you’re you. Because you make me feel important and safe. I feel grounded with you, like I actually have something I need to fight for. It gives me reason to not be reckless anymore and try to live a life that’s not based on carnage and whatever the heck I can come up with in terms of mischief and torment. I guess I’m rambling and that it doesn’t make sense again. But you get it, don’t you? I’ve always been bad with words...❞

#{ me: a mess }#{ noah: i SUCK AT THIS WTFFF }#ibitc #{ beroende fött ur hat .:. ░ ᴠɪᴅ ᴍɪɴsᴛᴀ ʙᴇʀᴏ̈ʀɪɴɢ ᴋᴀ̈ɴɴᴇʀ ᴊᴀɢ ᴍɪɢ ʟᴇᴠᴀɴᴅᴇ ░ }#{ there will never be a perfect response .:. ░ ɪɴǫᴜɪʀʏ ░ }

ᴀ ᴄᴏɴᴛɪɴᴜᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ғᴏʀ @ibitc ғʀᴏᴍ [ x ]

❝ Since you’re the one causing it, I think it’s you who’s contagious. Your fault, Blame you, patient zero. ❞

Noah teases back, a grin decorating his pale features. Undeniably, he’s pleased when Xiumin leans into him, and his mind finally seems to calm itself down; find peace. ❝ Do you really need to ask? ❞ He says with a small shake of his head before wrapping his arms around the younger vampire’s smaller frame, pulling him in close.

❝ Think there’s anything else I’d rather do right now than this? ❞

#{ beroende fött ur hat .:. ░ ᴠɪᴅ ᴍɪɴsᴛᴀ ʙᴇʀᴏ̈ʀɪɴɢ ᴋᴀ̈ɴɴᴇʀ ᴊᴀɢ ᴍɪɢ ʟᴇᴠᴀɴᴅᴇ ░ }#ibitc #{ words etched in time .:. ░ ᴡʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ ʀᴇᴄᴏʀᴅs ░ }#{ i'm sof and }

「 ♡ 」 ━ *┊ muse : jisoo ( starter in exchange for the aid ) @ibitc

❛ keep your hands off my tail . ❜ a threat that would not be mentioned more than once as the saiyan’s tail unconsciously whips towards the direction of the man . jisoo has heard of him from ianthina . an immortal that was known to be mischief ( or so the witch had mentioned ) . in a place that the enchantress promised haven , jisoo’s tail would be out to view . a saiyan’s pride that she did not enjoy hiding . her father had long showed her that royal blood ran through her veins and a queen never bowed to no one nor coward ; that a queen did not allow those below her to lay their grimmy hands upon her without permission. a lesson that followed the young saiyan all the way to this earth . a lesson that showed in her gaze as she stares at the other in front of her . ❛ i would appreciate it if you kept your filthy paws off my tail . ❜

#ibitc #❪ 🌠 • ‘the 7th universe hero ; 2nd generation saiyan ’ : ❫ threads ｡#❪ ☁️ • hit the — : ❫ queue ｡#{ thank you for the reblog bb. hope u don't mind me tossing my newest bby at you }

sᴇɴᴅ ᴍʏ ᴍᴜsᴇ “👀 + ᴀ ǫᴜᴇsᴛɪᴏɴ” ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇʏ’ʟʟ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴀɴsᴡᴇʀ ᴡɪᴛʜ 100% ʜᴏɴᴇsᴛʏ. —Accepting.

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❝ The holder of his heart has paid a visit to the nightwalker ❞

❝ Is this really a serious question? You’re not joking? ❞ He wrinkles his nose a little as if he needs a moment to think. ❝ No. I don’t miss us trying to kill each other. I prefer things as they are now. And it’s not like we lack that same tension now. We just put it to better use, and I’m sure you know what I’m hinting at. So, to clarify... No, I don’t miss the old days where I tried to murder the man I love. ❞

#{ me: dying }#{ beroende fött ur hat .:. ░ ᴠɪᴅ ᴍɪɴsᴛᴀ ʙᴇʀᴏ̈ʀɪɴɢ ᴋᴀ̈ɴɴᴇʀ ᴊᴀɢ ᴍɪɢ ʟᴇᴠᴀɴᴅᴇ ░ }#ibitc #{ there will never be a perfect response .:. ░ ɪɴǫᴜɪʀʏ ░ }

sᴇɴᴅ ᴍʏ ᴍᴜsᴇ “👀 + ᴀ ǫᴜᴇsᴛɪᴏɴ” ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇʏ’ʟʟ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴀɴsᴡᴇʀ ᴡɪᴛʜ 100% ʜᴏɴᴇsᴛʏ. —Accepting.

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❝ The holder of his heart has paid a visit to the nightwalker ❞

❝ Try me. ❞

#{ i have succumbed to this format now bc the other shit... i can't }#{ there will never be a perfect response .:. ░ ɪɴǫᴜɪʀʏ ░ }#ibitc #{ beroende fött ur hat .:. ░ ᴠɪᴅ ᴍɪɴsᴛᴀ ʙᴇʀᴏ̈ʀɪɴɢ ᴋᴀ̈ɴɴᴇʀ ᴊᴀɢ ᴍɪɢ ʟᴇᴠᴀɴᴅᴇ ░ }

briggs! this or that

x | meme status: accepting!

Blood Play or Breath Play? (Technically she’s tried her luck with a vampire so the former has happened. It’s not a big turn on for her, but she’s tried it.)Face fucking or Anal sex? (She’s not uber keen on either one, but she’ll never say never to trying the latter if it’s the right person and they’ve prepped.)Leather or PVC?Morning Sex or Evening Sex?Clothes on or Clothes off?

#ibitc #[ OFF LIMITS: 18+ ]#[ ASK: Want an Answer? Here's One ]#[tw: kinks]#[ DESIRES: Yeah so? I'm Human – BA ]#warsinmyhead

lighter

lighter / my muse pulls out a lighter and lights it for your muse to use to light their cigarette.

the streets are a turquoise sea, only dimly lit with the faint neon glow. it’s approximately three in the morning. his head aches and his knees are giving into ‘old age’ (as he says it.) jun finds himself crouched down outside of a bar, the heavy bass still thrumming right through his bones.

“thank you.” there’s a quiet mumble. the blinking orange spark from the lighter finds its way to the tip of his cigarette. his eyes are half lidded, droopy without a will to open.

“i shouldn’t smoke.”

it’s not a conversational starter. he’s scolding himself. “but this is for a special occasion.” a lie. the only occasion is that he’s drunk beyond his own conscience’s control. “name? hobby?” drunken jun’s scrambled brain is trying to piece together topics of small talk that he’s always so bad at. he feels like he owes the other for offering a light.

minjun has the cigarette between his lips; the small burn slowly dragging its way through the white paper. he tries to look up, but doing so causes the cig to almost fall through his lips. luckily, he catches it with teeth. “you know. i’ll tell you all my deep dark secrets in return for this ticket to lung cancer.”

“i fuck —” hiccup.

“fucking hate odd numbers. they’re so goddamn ugly to look at. the worst fucking number is number 3. a fucking imperfect 8. you know what else.” a small drag follows, smoke rising from his nostrils like tendrils.

“absolutely despise the idea of a relationship. how do people stay happy as just two for their whole damn lives. i just don’t get it, i just don’t. i don’t.”

#your valuable #ibitc