#pickedchocolat

[your-future-boyfriends]

~ @pickedchocolat ~

“Hey!” Kenta tried to prod the girl before him to move. When that failed he sighed and lifted her up by her arms and carried her off the subway. “Stop daydreaming on the subway. This might not even be your stop!” He scolded as he put her down.

[corpusdxlicti]

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         OCCISOR— VINCENT WAS OFTEN SEEN as being alike to a wild animal that felt threatened by its surroundings. Almost seemingly growl and glare at whatever came near to enforce. He looks like one too, bruised and battered, hand haphazardly wrapped in bandages in order to deal with whatever damage his brother and his goons did to him this time around. His eyes intense and enough to strike fear into the heart of most people that dare come near him. 

He huddled himself away on a playground about an hour away from his own home in some suburb that he could be quite certain his brother wouldn’t find, while at the same time taking some time to hide away and lick his wounds. Sinking down in a corner, hopefully out of sight, he tries to lay his non-wounded hand on his rapidly bruising cheek. The immediate sting that occurred before he could even fully place his hand on it. A hiss and a flinch being the result. Then, he starts stripping off his jacket to check the full extent of the bruises that bloomed all over his body after his brother’s thorough beating. 

Before he could continue, however, he turns his head around to look over his shoulder, his hand immediately reaching for the blade in his pocket to protect himself if the newcomer proved to be a threat. “... who are you?” He asked, voice low and dangerous. Like a riled animal, cornered and feeling in danger. He couldn’t even consider that the other might not be as much of a threat as he thought they’d be. 

[addressyourarsenic-blog]

[ starter for @pickedchocolat ]

Oh, who was this in his throne room? He would have loved to admit he’d seen this type of winged person before, but he was accustomed to the angels of the wind god. Faces obscured by their wings, eyes nestled within them, and another set of wings for flight. 

This winged person was much different. 

He crossed a leg over the other, and waved a hand, bidding the guard to release her as he spoke in some foreign language-- chiming. It almost sounded like music.

He cleared his throat and began, in common:

“Well, well, not a lot of things can make it up here, my dear,” he called out to her softly. “Come closer, let me get a good look at you. I’ve never seen something like you before.”

[tragicalyouth]

“ i’ll give you 10 bucks to shut up && leave me alone. “ lowering the spray can when feeling eyes set on him , the artist stares back with a disinterested look.

// @pickedchocolat​ | starter call

[justastraightupmess]

Unfortunately I haven't had the pleasure of interacting with you however I enjoy reading your writing from afar, As someone who just can't get down with A/B/O you make it enjoyable and bearable to read. And you'll always have my follow 10/10 would recommend.

bhbhjBHEJFBWFHJBbjhfwebhj iM. WOW. UH. THANK YOU???? Im honestly shook omg. im cryyyy. im glad you enjoy my trash. idk how i got here but here i am and here we all are. i hate myself but im here and i cant turn back now. at least you’re enjoying it <3 <3 <3

[kingsxfallen-blog]

HONEY WHATCHU WAITIN' FORRRRRR-

“Welcome to my candy store bitches~”

[ensuist-m]

Leo is here to suggest some legitimately endearing and heart tugging erotic novels, He's sick of all this classless dribble that seems to be all the rave these days.

          It definitely was a mistake to read that one book around Leo, but in his defense, he didn’t think the other would notice what he was reading. Only he did, and now here he was, suggesting more for him to read. His face flushes, clearing his throat as he averts his eyes. This was a conversation he did NOT want to be having… ever. ❝Thank… thank you, Leo. I’ll be sure to try these later.❞

                   // @pickedchocolat

[sinsoffraternity]

@pickedchocolat - Continued from: Here

[---The little shit still failed to let that nasty hair go, even as he turned around to face him. He's got an advantage right now, and like hell is he giving it up.]

"No, I don't actually. I see someone gross walking around, and I gotta fuck with em. You get it, don't you? Surely you can understand. There's no way you're that pure if you were about to say fuck after all."