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This wig and contacts combo matches so well!!! 💜💗💜💗 #pinkeyes #lavendereyes #pinkcontacts #purplecontacts #pinkhair #purpleaesthetic #pinkaesthetic #purplehair #dollymakeup #dolleyemakeup #kawaii #girl #cute https://www.instagram.com/p/CBCRda1DaRm/?igshid=10cjgynsruwti
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send me a 💖 and i’ll talk about a random blog that i like!
to keep the marik appreciation loop going, this one goes out to @keeperofra and @lavendereyes. their marik’s are pure gold and what i aspire to write/portray marik as one day.
keep up the amazing work you two. you deserve it.<3
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HE DIDN’T SERIOUSLY ASK WHY?! “Have you seen yourself?” Malik will devour.
...”Obviously I have seen myself! Still doesn’t explain the licking!”
☠ What does someone have to do for an instant unfollow from you?
the salty af munday meme
Honestly?The only thing I’ve really unfollowed for is if people spam non RP things or if they are being agressive in nature and my mood happens to be rather low that day. Sometimes I will follow back though. It hasn’t happened but if you are mean to me I’ll block you quickly. I came here to relax and make friends so I honestly would just shut that shit down asap <3
@lavendereyes
☄ Have you ever been in the middle of drama?
Yup! Not here, though.
I come from FB, originally. There’s drama everywhere, and my BF and I were hounded down for a few months. We couldn’t keep an account for more than a few days or a week. It was bad.
lavendereyes
“Brother, is something on your mind? You’ve been.. distant.”
cannibalmariku is one of those people who when I first came into the YGO community absolutely had me in awe. Her muse has had so much thought put into him and she's managed to take a well known character and make him into her own. As a mun she always, ALWAYS, has me sitting there wondering how someone so sweet could possibly come up with something so dark and write what she does so flawlessly. Those who know her should feel blessed, I know I do.
> lavendereyes
@shaiitan Wet dream meme
Immobility.
This was the name of the game. How he had gotten like this mattered little to the ghoul as a razor sharp edge ran across his pale throat. Slow and methodical was the stroke of cool metal contrasting his perspiring skin. The scent of sanguine life drifting to awaken his remaining senses.
Blackness was all his eyes could behold. A sea of emptiness, but he was kept afloat by a force of which bit into his wrists and ankles. An agonizing burning sensation in his throat as he panted, and a longing in his groin standing bare in its absolute glory.
Somehow he knew who perpetrated the acts that caused lines of fire along his chest.
“Ma-rik--”
His words were silenced as an unyielding grip encircled his bleeding throat from behind. Words of serpentine likeness brushed an ever listening ear in uncanny gentleness.
“Keh heh heh, did I say you could speak?”
Not a sound but involuntary attempted gasping being cut impossibly short by bronze hands.
“There, that sounds much better. How does it feel to have nothing, little ghoul? To be cut off from all of the power you thought you had. Stripped like a whore for me to devour at my leisure.”
At this, a ragged breath escaped his freed throat, but an answer was not given.
Obedience.
“Very good. Perhaps I’ll reward my little toy, as long as it continues to behave.”
The warmth of a slick tongue draws an inhuman cry of pleasure from the ghoul, echoing in what sounded to be a large empty area. A pleased hum came from the gilded throat of the aggressor.
“I knew there was a reason I chose you, little ghoul. Your blood is delicious.”
“Please... Master Marik--” uneven breaths cut short.
“That’s much better. Now what is it that you desire, my pet?”
“God, please fuck my ass...” The pleading rasp resounded, to be greeted by a loud, uninhibited cackle.
“God? I like the sound of that.” The unzipping of pants caused the ghoul to bite his lip. “You know, you should thank me. Your blood will make this much easier for you.”
The clanking of metal and fabric sliding down tanned legs, elicited a drawn breath. Cheeks being pulled apart, hardness pressed at the ring of muscle, but not yet entering. Warm slickness drug over the pale shoulder before fleshed was pierced. All at once, the ring was forced open to take the hardness to the hilt.
Heaven and hell coursed like lava flowing through inhuman veins to be released in crescendo timed perfectly with thrusts. The ghoul’s ass burning, soon quelled as hands slick with warmth coated the shaft impaling him at daunting, unceasing speed.
It was not long before the cries of agony became screams of pleasure accompanied with maniacal laughter in a world only demons could devise.
