#nocensx

[lunaelisx]

nocensx xx [ ✉ : Tony ] 17:33 PM + Self control ? That's not in my vernacular. + But if you believe wishes can come true, then why the hell not. + I'll work on myself just for you.

[lunaelisx]

nocensx xx [ ✉ : Tony ] 17:24 PM + Godiva alcohol ? I think it can make up for pizza. + /And/ a large sausage ? + Surely you know how to make a man swoon.

[lunaelisx]

nocensx xx [ ✉ : Tony ] 16:39 PM + You're a pain in my ass. . And no, that wasn't meant literally. + img attachment + There. You're welcome. Be there in 20.

[lunaelisx]

(☉_☉)

Send (☉_☉) and my muse will have to explain why they have no clothes on.

The steam from the bathroom dispersed when he opened the door, stepping into his bedroom. He was clad in a white towel, which hung loosely on his narrow hips. The cloth fell to his feet when he stood by his dresser, rummaging through the drawers to find something to wear. His ears instinctively perked up when he heard breathing from behind, staring over his shoulder at the other male that stood in the doorway. An impish smile adorned his heart-shaped lips as their eyes met,  ❝Hey stranger, didn’t your parents ever tell you it’s impolite to stare ?❞ He yanked a shirt from out of the drawer and tossed it rather playfully at the male’s face.

[kxmnana-blog]

➳

Send me a ➳ and I will generate a number from 1-300 (yes, 300!) for what my muse will say to yours.↪ status: accepting!

She was always watching, a quiet observer in the background of any occasion. She was hawk-eyed, her gaze was piercing -- nothing went unseen. It’s one reason why she’s so good at what she does -- aside from having an unwavering confidence, nerves of steel and steady hands, of course.

So of course, the surgeon wouldn’t miss it if someone were breaking the law or doing something that would otherwise be considered immoral, unethical, or illicit. And those nerves of steel reinforced her capability to stand firm and call someone out on their behavior, too.

“Don’t you dare think for a minute that no one saw what you did.”

Her tone was sharp, cutting through the silence to garner his attention. Her pink lips were pulled taut to express her vexation and she locked her jaw, resolute and fearless.

“My eyes never miss a thing.”

[lunaelisx]

➵

Send me ➵ and I will bold all that applies to your muse

I would hurt you or use you. | you unsettle me. | I’d piss you off for my amusement. | I dislike you or you annoy me because of how much you make me want you. | I want would to know you better everything about you. | I pity you. | you confuse me, but you’ve caught my attention. | I feel indifferent towards you. | I would be friends with you. | I would fight by your side. | I would hug you or hold your hand. | I would kiss you whenever I can. | I can’t wait to would fuck you again. | I would lie for you. | I would protect you. | I might would fall head over heels for you. | I would kill for you. | I respect you. | you are my family. | I don’t know you. | But I can’t completely trust you, can I ?

[lunaelisx]

🎀 + Thigh

Send a 🎀 and a corresponding body part for your muse to place a ribbon on my muse and see what your muse feels about mine!

🎀 + Thigh: Let’s do it & Having sex filled thoughts about you

The corners of his eyes crinkle as a subtle, but crooked smile settles on his heart-shaped lips. He sits comfortably on the chair with his spine curling against the wooden back. He’s hiked his loose shorts for the other to place the ribbon upon his thigh, and there’s no denying that he will revel in this moment. Alex flicks his hazel hues over the other’s features, fingers finding themselves along Anthony’s nape. With a firm push, he forces the other to his eye-level, whispering harshly into his ear, ❝What’s keeping you then ?❞

[paradoxvm-blog]

{ nocensx }

         He hasn't realized he's been here for seven hours until his seat starts to get really uncomfortable from sitting in the same position for a series of hours. astro groans, repositioning himself as the book he's using to research is now placed at his right side, his laptop in the center and his notes at his left side. he can call this library in particular his second house just about, which may seem unusual to some, but it's nearly the perfect place ( with the acception of the flock of loud adolescents that come to wait for their rides after school during weekdays ) for him to immerse himself in his work. a body sits beside him at the table, and he moves some of his notes for them to have more space. ❝ . . . 'f i need to move somethin' else, lemme know. ❞