#silverpersimmon

[devils-messenger-blog1]

silverpersimmon replied to your post: Sexual Sunday idea. Gin. That's it. Just find out.

“Why na?”

“Uh- Cuz I uh... It makes me a little nervous...”

[daedaluscried]

@silverpersimmon

If Ari wasn’t careful with her struggling, she might bite through her lip or tongue. It wouldn’t have been the first time with the nature of her own teeth. Ari puffed out her cheeks as she considered what she might do to rescue herself from this situation.

“ Not... have lot of money... “ Ari admitted. She couldn’t buy herself out of this situation. Vailin might have the funds, but even if he did, she wasn’t sure he would part with it.

[hanjithenewcommander]

@silverpersimmon

"Nobody is above death, not even those who proclaim immortality. Sooner or later, we all perish... whether you chose to accept that truth or not is up to you."

[blackcuttingmoon]

@silverpersimmon ha respondido a tu publicación “Why feeling attracted to people you shouldn’t be attracted to….”

"It's alright, Ichi. Ya can be attracted ta meh~" >3

Nope. My slots for fucked up people are all taken. I only feel attracted for few people... and they are all assholes. How do I do it?

[handsomepeacock]

silverpersimmon replied to your post: "I hear there's an opaning around here~" wink...

There Gin goes putting himself on Jacks desk. He grinned the same one he always wore. Just leaning over enjoying the little interview. Then again he was here for a job but one no one else was more qualified for. “If the postion is open~ Well, I do betta at a more hands on interview. Please, see fer yarself how qualified I am~” There goes his shirt.

“Excuse me?”

Jack had gone from highly amused to downright confused as soon as the shirt came off.

“Did uh- did someone hire me a stripper cause I don’t remember asking for one to be sent up here.” With the security he had for his office it should have been impossible for just anybody to get here.

This isn’t the first time a surprise stripped had been sent to his office, although they usually tended to be women and it was usually Nisha that sent them..or himself when he was out of it and wanted some entertainment.

[hisquccn]

In the three days since finally seeing Roy again, the detective found herself drawn back to the club. She fought the pull to the best of her ability, staying off the block where it sat, but while driving through town, she’d find herself slowly easing closer to where she knew Roy was. 

She parked just a street over, in an alley with her head leaning against the steering wheel. She told him she’d stay away and that she’d keep safe. This was exactly the opposite. The closer she got, the less safe she was. 

She still hadn’t returned to work. The chief, her grandfather, still wouldn’t allow it. Not until he was sure she’d gotten enough rest...if anything since her encounter with Ed and Roy, she’d slept even less. The moments of what someone might call sleep was nothing but a blink of an eye filled with nightmares of what might have been happening to the men she cared for.

Nothing would have prepared her for the truth, and perhaps it was better that way. 

She felt the man’s presence before she saw him. Her head jerked upright as he stepped around the corner. She wasn’t sure where he was headed, but he had come from his business, she was sure. She wasn’t thinking when she jumped from the vehicle. If she was, she’d have known the insanity of what she was about to do.

“I-Ichimaru.” She ran to him. The idea of running up to such a man was enough to have her committed truly. “I... I...” Her lungs were shaking. What was she supposed to say? Give me Roy back? Will you set him free pretty please? “Can I have him back...even.. even if just for nights...some nights. One night. I’m begging you, please.” 

She hung her head low, bowing before the man. The humility and desperation outweighed the pride as she stared at the ground. Pleading the devil for the sinner he punished to be free.

@silverpersimmon

[freewings-coldsteel]

@silverpersimmon Starter Call {{ Selectively Accepting }}

{~☣  Finger slightly shuffle through the unconscious male’s hair, his familiar cologne easily distinguishable in such close proximity. Though not overpoweringly so, the bed sunk in where a body currently forces it down under it’s weight. 

      “My, my, my dearest beloved pet. It seems I have stayed away for far too long. My apparent inattentiveness has ended with you wounded so badly. How shameful of me as your master. I need to start keeping an eye on you. Taking better care of you...you poor thing.”

  Words spoken lightly, to the outsider sounding loving and even apologetic, but his undertone spoke of the clear annoyance.

  Brown iris’ studying the man laying on the bed, how severe the damage is. Had it not been for the others healing ability, Bastion is sure the other would be dead. Finger stop for a moment, to study the carefully wrapped bandages...to at least cover the wound as it heals. Kagari took great care of his pet, he’ll have to reward the boy...but later. 

      “I will have a new arm made up for you, in the mean time you need to rest my beloved pet.”      ☣~}

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A starter for @silverpersimmon !

Days like these were still something Vash wasn’t entirely used to and, as a shiver ran up his spine, he realized he needed new clothes. a new jacket and maybe some new pants... There was just one problem.

He had no idea where anything in this town was.

Glancing around the area, he spots someone with silver hair and a smile that can only be compared to a fox. “Hey! Hey, wait up!” Vash runs over, panting when he stops, offering a warm smile and a small wave. “You look like you know the area, you know where I can get myself some new clothes? My jacket might be nice and long but it seems that its only purpose is to be making me look cool!”