@toxicblacks
“ So…you are the King of Hell? Like, you see some souls and give them ticket for an eternity of suffering, saying some good luck’s words? I imagined you more bearded ”
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@toxicblacks
“ So…you are the King of Hell? Like, you see some souls and give them ticket for an eternity of suffering, saying some good luck’s words? I imagined you more bearded ”
@toxicblacks replied: definitely not sam
“I’m offended you think I would suggest that. Sam has the Dick of Doom.” He’s totally teasing about any interest in sleeping with Sam at all but that was just a dumb thing to say.
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►►► Highlighting the end of their roar was blood-fused saliva and bits of meat and bone flying from the expanse of it’s maw, skin stuck to honed pearls just to have been flung away by a violent shake of it’s head. A low, almost ethereal sound brubbles it’s way from their throat not hinting friendliness nor kindness but rather pride at what they’ve done. A simple sweep of their long tail and Venom was moving, it’s muscles and weight rippling in a way that conveyed natural born predator’s power and speed. Wings fold onto themselves, one at a time, before finally reaching the shooting daggers male. It doesn’t get anywhere closer than a number of yards away, now making low, echo-y, bass-like clicks from it’s jowls, anxious as it blinks and sniffs at his direction quite loudly (due to it’s size) before softly clicking growls, showing a bit of it’s blood soaked teeth.
“...IIII knnnoowww yoouuuu...” It slowly but guardedly talks to him, only because human tongues hasn’t come under use for many rising and falling stars now.
@toxicblacks liked for michael 2
it’s always interesting, seeing those who think they’re stronger than the rest. they all end up cowering before him sooner or later -- well, those that he didn’t kill right away. but no, that’s not his goal here -- he actually can use this one. there’s potential here. that doesn’t mean, of course, he has any respect for demons. “aw, look at the boy trying to play king.”
@cxrsedlife replied to your post “How pure are you”
"Yeah, right..."
@toxicblacks replied to your post “How pure are you”
samael can suck my ass
@unholybcnes replied to your post: “How pure are you”
seems faKE
@spiidermade replied to your post: “How pure are you”
*Disgruntled Peter sounds*
@blessedisdeath replied to your post : How pure are you
I call bullshit
let’s double check
toxicblacks
[outofhell]
dean vc: i was think about the dumpster. totally worth it.
abby vc: i will set you on fire with that dumpster
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The ‘Rubber Duck’ Incident
@toxicblacks continued from 🦆
The water was warm against his skin, the curtain creating his own little bubble of a world, complete with a little company .this time with an angel. this was the one place where he could calm down, it had been since he was little, before all this bullshit, hunting, being a demon and hell. he was just dean. “ did you seriously have to bring this here?.” he looked at the yellow thing floating around—a rubber duck? really cas what are you five!.
Castiel was happy for once, at least as much as he could be. Nothing was after him and he was with his king, naked and wet in the tub. Silence was cut short by Dean commenting on his other companion in the tub, floating wistfully along the hot water they were submerged in. He turned his head back and gave him a cutting look, “Yes. I like him.” slowly turning into a little smirk. “Are you jealous of him or something?” I’m 6, thank you.