#tanswered

[viictiinii-moved]

❅

send me ❅ for my muse to cuddle up next to yours while asleep on the couch

Sleep had overcome the victory Pokemon as she sat down on the couch. It wasn’t long before her eyelids closed and she fell asleep. When she awoke, she found herself huddle close to someone, their arm around her. Victini realized that this stranger was Groudon. Her cheeks turned a bright pink as she quickly tried to move away “H-How d-did you….w-when d-did you….?!” 

[personifiiied]

♨ {{ Be prepared for sassiness. xD }}

send ‘♨’ for my muse’s reaction to yours stepping into the shower with them!

❛ whoa. dangerously attractive woman—naked & in the shower with me. wait, how did you get in ? ❜

[personifiiied]

Two red roses, a sprig of mistletoe, and a spray of some kind of tiny starry white flower appear at the door, looped together with a note in elegant handwriting: 'Merry Christmas with love'

the contrast of SILVER & WHITE splashed                                                     against the usual RED & GREEN brought a smile to thumper’s face as he picked it up.  he did not recognize the writing, though it was beautiful .  the elder boy shut the door and set the spray on the table maybe Christmas wouldn’t suck so bad this year. 

[personifiiied]

"Trust me, mine is better"

taylor swift sentence meme ( x ) -- accepting.

" you just asked me to trust a demon i think i’ll pass. “

[personifiiied]

[She should feel bad. Really, being too injured to do even the simplest things? That should invoke some kind of sympathy. But honestly the sight is just too amusing that she can't help the laughter that escapes her.]

[ MEME. ]

His lip was busted, his sides hurt and he was covered from head to toe in sweat. Showering was supposed to make him feel better, instead it made him feel much more worse. He slipped while washing his hair, having stepped in shampoo. He groaned as he hit the tile, his legs curling inward as he turn on his side. He hastily grabbed the wash rag and wiped his face so he could open his eyes. There, above him he spotted her laughing.

"  what are you doing in here! ? "  

He wasn’t sure if her presence was coincidence or accident. Either or, he didn’t find it funny. In fact——-he found it rather embarrassing. His cheeks flushed a dark red as he reached for his towel.

” You done ? “ 

[personifiiied]

(text) : why can’t burritos get me drunk?

[ text↪ mic ] it’s a fucking burrito.

[ text↪mic ] and a food. also non alcoholic.

[ text↪ mic ] aren’t demons supposed to be I dunno——-smart ?

[personifiiied]

✿ [thumper :| ]

Send me a ✿ and my muse will react to your muse putting a flower in their hair

his head bowed after she had placed the floral piece in his hair, stunned. Demons rarely offered niceties. so why did she just place a fucking flower in my hair ? He warranted a sigh, glancing back at her.

" it ain’t poison——-is it ? “

[personifiiied]

♞

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“there’s someone in the house!”