#vinniethomas

[wavexrider]

My Tumblr Crushes:

mournus (13%)

brooklynxmagic (9%)

morte-et-vita (9%)

readyforyours (7%)

blue-eyed-devils (6%)

archangel-dimmock (5%)

jerkxbitchx (3%)

haperx (3%)

vinniethomas (3%)

[archangel-dimmock]

These people are quality:

@wavexrider

@gypsylobo

@humainauxyeuxdores

benjidunnimf

@flxbber

@amanandgoodatit

@sovrumana

@serratedlight

@vinniethomas

[satanxinxaxvneck]

GET IN ME [[hahaha he's gonna shoot me]]

On a scale from NO to GET IN ME - How attracted is your muse to mine?

@vinniethomas

“Prep yourself first, darling, and then I’ll get inside you.”

[icouldkillyouwiththistray]

Hearts of Darkness

@vinniethomas

"Welcome back, Doll."

Vinnie slouched in the wingback chair, most of his face shrouded in the shadows from the flickering candles.

She could see his mouth though, full lips darkened by the blood - her blood -that dripped from his blade.

He sighed a long, satisfied sigh at her return and leaned forward into the half-light, flashes of steel crossed his face as he tilted his head and perused the knife's deadly edge, turning it to appreciate the pattens.

Morgan watched him from her prone position, not ready to move yet - she guessed the gaping wound had healed, the bones and flesh had knit but death would cling to her for a good while yet.

Maybe the flames had something to do with it but his bright hazel eyes danced with warmth and amusement even as he took another delicate taste of her blood with his tongue.

When they finally flicked up to look at her she felt her body respond instantly, flushing and curving for their benefit, knowing there was more to come.

There was always more.

She'd played every deadly game she thought possible with her immortality until Vincent had come along. Between them they had discovered depths of horror and depravity that would make the devil turn away.

"Where did you put it?" she murmured

"In a pretty jar next to the others."

Vincent smiled that wicked, deviant smile and rose from his chair to push her thighs apart and take his place between them.

"I have something for you."

He held up a golden chain, its pendant a finely wrought heart, perfect in every anatomical detail. Just like each one of hers that lined the shelves.

He lay it between her breasts as he fucked her back to life.

[icouldkillyouwiththistray]

“Any chance you have time to help me move? A body that is… or like seven - and a half-ish.”

"Alright, can I finish breakfast first?"

[icouldkillyouwiththistray]

But what would Morgan be if not a dragon?? Does she have a preference? Alternative backup options if leather is out of season? Can she fly into space?

I can’t sleep until I know these and many other answers.

// technically she can shift into anything she wants. However the dragon is what first appeared and what she prefers by a country mile. Its what she is - other shapes feel wrong.

Yes she can fly into space. Don't ask me how, I don't know lol. She generally doesn't- I imagine it takes a toll.

Leather???? Just ...more ...leather. No one fills a pair of leather trousers like Morgan.

[icouldkillyouwiththistray]

“I dunno… if I agree to this, I feel like you’ll owe me dinner, Doll. Tacos, preferably.”

"It’s unlike you to be so reticent. Are you finally maturing, Vincent?"