#thelittledevilhimself

[bitterxdisappointment]

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      "I think it'd be wise of ya ta reconsider," Jude casually stated.

[henrythelittleshit]

Daaaaaaaaaddddyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.

[violent-violate]

✉

Send ✉ for a text that wasn’t sent

Violet: Don’t forget to pick up coffee, the realtor didn’t leave enough at the last open house.

                        Message Failed to Send

Violet: I prefer Folgers but whatever, any shit is fine.

                       Message Failed to Send

Violet: WTF? Now the house has no reception either?

                       Message Failed to Send

Violet: I have an undying need for you.

                       Message Sent

Violet: FUCK!

                       Message Failed to Send

[henrythelittleshit]

I am the little shit himself, hello.

[violent-violate]

☯

send me ☯ if your muse has ever thought about mine naked

Me? Naked? 

Violet shook her head, giving an awkward laugh. “Michael…” she scolded in a light tone, not sure how else to how react. She was embarrassed, and she felt awkward but of course her brother could’ve just been messing with her, right? “You’re a pervert.” she commented, crossing her arms over her chest as she stared at him, half-expecting him to say he was joking, or to defend himself.

[clearlythesupreme--archive-blog]

thelittledevilhimself said: One of the assholes is me

It shouldn't have taken me almost 45 minutes to respond to you. You are one of the little assholes <3

[violent-violate]

thelittledevilhimself replied to your post:If Violet could fuck any half-sibling of hers who would it be?

*Wiggles eyebrows*

//You're a little shit, Henry. 

[bitterxdisappointment]

"Mine" (because Ive secretly always wanted to do a thread with constance okay)

Send me "Mine" to see my character acting possessive about yours.

      Constance heard the doorbell. It wasn't too out of the ordinary to have people coming to her door. Lately though, she had been more cautious than usual. Michael had started school. 

      As soon as she opened the door, she looked down, disgusted as she eyed the little girl with blonde pigtails. She was a girl from his kindergarten class who immediately requested to play with Michael. She could hear her son come running to the door from the living room and decided that she had better end this quickly. 

  "No. He's busy," she said before slamming the door in the girl's face.                                     She was not about to allow this child to be tainted.