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[originalxsinner]

I can tell a lie if you asking me whereabouts, but I mighty talk that real if you ask me what I care about

Drake

[the--inferno-blog]

Originalxsinner

            {✗;; Looks like everyone is visiting right now. Funny they choose days the being is using the other vessel. "Good evening," or somewhat, not really anymore such a good evening. Even Mother Eve can't have special treatment. 

[ashebreaks-a]

He’s drunk.

Or more like wasted, he gathers, having slumped between the confines of twin cushions eight, nine, ten beers ago. Dean slips and staggers to a stand, red and orange flames of a roaring fireplace, dancing flecks of gold in the black centers of his eyes.

The fire licks to his right, catching in a sudden wind and Dean sees her, gliding into the crawl of the light against the creeping dark, polished nails and petite hands bracing the doorway. Eve.

For a moment, he just stares, tongue falling past the crack of his lips like a serpent against the sharp tang of whiskey on his breath. Then he moves, quickly and suddenly, hands climbing up the bare skin of her thighs as he lifts her up against the frame.

The cotton of her skirt creases into fragile folds along his knuckles and Dean’s face is within a hair of hers. He doesn’t know what’s he’s doing but he feels like he has to, heart pounding to the heat pressed between his legs. There’s a hungerbustling within his glossy gaze and Dean slams his mouth to hers in a kiss that’s less than gentle.

She tastes like life. And it charges him, tongue breaching the walls of her lips, demanding the hint of freedom on her breath. He’s gasping and swallowing, desperate for the tiniest inkling of reckless abandon only the dark underbelly of Purgatory had offered him.

Dean jerks back, practically dropping her and lets a sneer mask his face as he points to the ceiling above the mother of all.

“Mistletoe, bitch.”

[ofrighteousblood-blog]

"Aren't you suppose to be in Purgatory?"

[not-the-hunted]

originalxsinner answered your question: who do i owe?

i think you owe me

dragqueensandlsd answered your question: who do i owe?

moi, my dear.

fireplaceproblems answered your question: who do i owe?

((I know out thread is super-old but if you’re still up for it, I am too :3))

outofmymind; alright, I'll get on these. Can I have a link to Frollo's reply?

[agameofsouls-archive]

Shut up. [had to be done]

Send me a ‘Shut up’ for my muse to kiss yours.

[knightinshiningimpala]

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I even baked a pie for you.

".......I'm good with this."