#souldragger

[crueldesignarch-blog]

          ‘  stop followin’ me ‘round like a goddamn  lost dog.  ’

@souldragger  |  SC.

[fromsalvation]

@souldragger liked.

               ❛   --------- who did this to you?   ❜

[buriedson]

@souldragger.

         “    so.   when  are  you  going  to  just  give  in  and  call  me  your  boyfriend.  or  boo.  i’m  versatile.  “

[sinbcrn]

            ❝    someone’s  home  EARLY .   ❞     she’s  off  the  ottoman  in  an  instant ,  arms  draped  around  juliet’s  neck  for  a  lingering  kiss .  her  smile  comes  away  bloody ,  and  grace  lifts  a  thumb ,  brushing  it  over  the  swell  of  her  wife’s  lower  lip .     ❝    and  you’ve  got  a  little  SOMEONE  right  there .   ❞    

             @souldragger​ / starter call .

[onlylovedherself]

                  ❝ so have you ever had sex in dog form ??? ❞

[archive-tobemoved]

                          ‘            care t’ knock? ’      the hellhound’s presence in the room irritates him more than it should upset him.  had she caught him in the middle of doing something with the other girl, he would have gotten angry, and the human present in the room wouldn’t have liked it.       / @souldragger

[archive-tobemoved]

@souldragger /  liked

         ‘    why don’t you sit down like a good dog and let me handle this?   ’

[buriedson]

@souldragger / continuation.

                    ❛       oh but , my dear , you’re so pretty when you do. isn’t that you want ?AESTHETIC ? BEAUTY ? hmm –––––––––        ❜

                    nimble fingers danced along his jaw , her head cocking to its side as a coy smile tugged on her lips. his skin was cool to her warm touch , the thrill of the death radiating off of him in waves gave juliet a familiar tightness in her abdomen. her teethACHED for a jugular to bite on , limbs to tear apart and muscle to dig into. his deathhungered her , starved her. she needed more.

                    ❛       you’d be so pretty if you begged. BE A GOOD BOY , love. BEG.       ❜

   the  fingers  against  his  skin  bring  a  fire  to  otherwise  cold  skin.  his  chin  tilts  his  but  dark  eyes  keep  on  her.  her  words  yanked  everything  he’s  ever  said  to  her  and  throwing  them  in  his  face.  she’s  clever.  what’s  that  saying  ,   clever  as  the  devil  and  twice  as  pretty ?   how   fitting.   but  there’s  a  yearning  in  his  chest  for  the  acceptance  she  promises  and  his  jaw  clenches.   he  slowly  shakes  his  head  but   he’s  silent  for  another  moment.     ‘   ...  is  that  all  that’s  in  it  for  me  ?  i  already  know  i’m  pretty.  ‘   he  tells  her  with  feigned  confidence.  as  if  her  words  didn’t  already  have  his  knees  ready  to  give  up.