#marcarxta

[snakebiteprofessor]

"Ooh, it's a walking Napoleon complex!~ A rather handsome one at that, hmhmhm. Do you have a name, mortal?"

“Oh look a walking fashion disaster”

[sushigeki-blog]

marcarxta liked your post “like for free great sushi. ”

He’s not really one to judge about what others wear, considering the sheer stupid he surrounds himself on the daily. So sushi for the clowns was something he didn’t consider abnormal. 

 Anyways enjoy hand crafted sushi. Some classic fatty tuna added in. 

[multimatium]

@marcarxta​

Continued from x

Jiren tried to keep his composure the best he could, which usually was quite good. But right now all he can do is not show his face to the angel. “If that is all you request then--I--” Jiren then taps a part of his costume, which makes it loosen enough to take off without hassle.

He does reveal more skin but only above the waist. “I will decide if your examination can continue--Elsewhere.” Very surprisingly, Jiren’s form revealed that the Pride trooper outfit left some to the imagination, being even more rippled and ripped than his costume showed. “And if that is your way of comforting me I--Would not say no.”

[obsidianjag]

marcarxta liked your post “starter call-”

 God of change, the night sky, conflict and destroyer of the sun, he still has a major role in earth mythology that surpasses most gods to this day. So the arrival of the destruction god...attendant is one that he is not too surprised by. 

 “Surpassing the limits of dimensions itself to appease a god of destruction, Welcome to my own earth.”

[innocentpower]

@marcarxta

When she woke she would find herself in Kale’s little cottage, in their bed, with Kale humming something from the next room as she made some soup. She really wanted some time with Marcarita and since Vermoud-sama had said not only to take her but hinted he would make sure she had no duties for the next couple of days she was capitalizing, but she also was a bit hungry. 

The saiyajin would walk into the room with two bowls and set them down, sitting to eat as she waited for her lover to wake.

[shallxt]

marcarxta reblogged your post “R O O M S E R V I C E B I T C H”

“Why? Sure, okay. Gimmie the macaroni.” 

[jirenthegrcy]

@marcarxta​ Wanted a Starter

The man slowly floated, his position unmoving, his body concentrated. Another session of meditation. He had spent most of the time in them as of late. Nothing out there needed his attention currently, and so he waited, became stronger in will and body, as per usual. His ears picked up something soon after. A sound. following by a flash of energy. “Rare for you to visit. Does Belmond want something from me?” Energy of his angel was impossible to mistake for anyone else, after all.

[demonkingdabura]

"Oh, you're that demon king from Universe 7, aren't you? I seem to recall you getting yourself devoured by a blob of pink fat... Well, I wouldn't mind you devouring me, if you catch my drift~" Marcarita teases, hugging her staff to her body to show off her... very voluptuous physique.

The old fiend eyes her sluggishly and suspiciously. Dabura’s return to the land of the living had been rough, and even after months of acclimating - well! Attempting to acclimate, his senses remain dull, his ability to respond delayed.

Dabura harrumphs and smirks. His voice rumbles, “Funny. I thought I still resided in Universe 7 but no longer it seems.

“It’s quite rude to tempt a devil, my lady; especially when one clearly belongs to a holy class.”