the red sweater looks really nice, (alil mickey mouse-ish, ig it cant be helped with toons.) but i think bendy would look great in a blue one too. 💙
I'd look great in anything.
Blue, huh? Not bad. Yeah, I could wear this next time.

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the red sweater looks really nice, (alil mickey mouse-ish, ig it cant be helped with toons.) but i think bendy would look great in a blue one too. 💙
I'd look great in anything.
Blue, huh? Not bad. Yeah, I could wear this next time.
❝ what is this so-called emergency ?? what constitutes 4 missed calls ? ❞ ( im gonna drop this here bc i can't think of anything for our thread :') )
Oh, there he was! Nnoitra was glad to see him, a bright grin instantly appearing on his usually gloomy face. He held up a hand in greeting. It had been a good while since they last met up, and Nnoitra had more or less forgotten about him. That was, until he NEEDED him. That was what the missed calls were about.
❝ Yo! ❞ Seemed Lir thought this really WAS an emergency. (spoiler - it wasn't). Nnoitra had come across a poster for an eating competition. More specifically - an ice cream eating competition. He'd been excited about it, until he'd realized that you needed to participate in teams of two. Nnoitra didn't really know anyone with a big sweet tooth like himself - EXCEPT THAT HE DID! Lir was that person. So, that was what all of this was about. ❝ Ya gotta come with me, or we're gonna be too late 'ta sign up! ❞ Without even offering him a further explanation, Nnoitra grabbed his shoulder to try and pull him along. Hurry, hurry!
"Be quiet."
Myles' body warmly nestled comfortably against Lir's in contrast to the cool outside air. He looked up with a devious grin and a hand resting just at taller's hip. The soft buzz of toys barely heard, but for the moment, it looked like blond was handling it far better than the other.
"Remember our deal, loser gets to do what they want for the evening and I recall someone wanting to explore me with their mouth? Because if I win, I'm going to duct tape your lips shut and see how loud you can get-" A group of people pass by loudly discussing plans, hovering near their secluded spot before making a decision and wandering away, voices fading as they go. Myles can't help but snicker against the other's chest, face warm with freckles. "Unless you want to call it quits here, we still have a few blocks to go to get to that hotel room."
@v-iciious liked the smutty call.
❝ show me those teeth up close, i want to see what sort of calamities they are capable of. ❞
"Oh, well now you're speaking my language."
The god practically purs, and despite the comment not really being a compliment they've taken it that way. Preening under the attention. Bones shudder and crack as they lower to allow their new companion to take a closer look at their face, their sharp teeth jutting out towards any flesh that might get too close.
"Don't be afraid. I'll let you touch me."
'What does the demon want for christmas ? ' c:
❛ do you ask in the hopes of offering fulfillment ? or is it plain curiosity ? the itch to fill the empty space , the silence ? ❜ a flash of mischief sparkles in his otherwise dark vision . the little devil is like a little imp , curling his mouth as he curls his tail , giggling behind closed lips . ❛ i yearn , as all do , for that which one cannot have . destroy god , for me . destroy any one of my brothers ! succumb to your worst impulses , your most base desires , and invite me along to witness and instruct the orchestra of foul blasphemy ! ❜
tail flicks with anticipation , excitement . ❛ but for the more... corporeal wants , a simple meal will suffice . succulent meats , fine wine , fresh bread , and coffee to keep the festivities raging . perhaps i should go ahead and plan such a feast myself . this time of year gets so dull in my neck of the realms . ❜
the holiday festivities weren't for everyone. some perfer to spend them with family or loved ones-- and lir was in short supply. however upon hearing there would be a local christmas market in town, he simply couldn't help himself. especially now that he could drag myles along with him. emphasis on DRAG. the world was just a little to grim not to enjoy simple childhood pleasures. one being attending a market. if they were lucky they could get a custom gingerbread heart. ❝ well-- youre not supposed to eat them. they're more for decoration. ❞
"THEN WHAT IS THE POINT?"
Blond snapped back, frustrated that he couldn't eat the thing that was literally made of food. Myles adored Christmas markets, pastries and sweets, chocolates and warm mulled ciders and wines; it was all the foods he relished in, especially if it had cinnamon, so he was beyond eager to begin engaging in the festivities.
Though when he is told that some of them were meant for decoration, he scoffed. When he was out of Lir's sight, he had every intention of eating it. "It seems like an entire waste if you ask me. Since you seem to know so much, what can I eat?" A rather rhetorical question when he had bags of things to take home as it was, spices filled to the brim, and one hand holding a near boiling hot cider that he was waiting to cool down. "What do you like to eat so I can buy it all and never let you have any." A joke, hopefully, but eyes do fall onto an open bench beneath an overly decorate tree that looked as if Christmas had exploded all over it and it's entrails were made of glitter, tinsel and lights.
"Why not bring me something and I'll hold the spot for us."
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jao dare you
❝ is ‘historic’ your way of saying ‘haunted’? ❞
Eli put down the index finger she raised in making an argument, mouth slowly closing as each retort left her tongue with no sound.
"Hmf." Wiping spiderwebs frantically off her shoulder, the Scout continued across the threshold of the abandoned church. "Ugh-- Yeah okay, if you believe in all that stuff, I just need t'a take a look around. You comin' or do I have'ta invite you in?"