#wcrbiird

[hcpelcss]

@wcrbiird // x

❝ maybe so. ❞

nav smirks at michael’s eye roll as he leans against the doorframe, waiting for the other to drag something on before walking in and falling onto the bed. things have gotten easier for him lately, sharing his emotions and feelings and learning to appreciate michael for staying with him and putting up with all of his shit.

❝ what can i say? can’t take my eyes off of you. ❞

[hcpelcss-a-blog]

@wcrbiird // continued from x

he’s shaking slightly as he grabs onto whatever part of micheal’s body he can get his hands on. the voices kept telling him micheal is gone, he left you, he’s not coming back, that’s all he was hearing throughout the day and for some reason, it scared worried him. the thought of coming home to an almost empty apartment had him r u s h i n g back to the apartment, shaky hands barely able to get the key into the lock, but when he does he immediately makes his way over to the demon, sits on the couch next to him and wraps his arms around the small frame while burying his face in micheal's chest.

his breathing slows down and he stops shaking once the other fully embraces him before responding, voice muffled by the fabric on his partner's body.

❝ ...yeah.. ❞

[undeadjournalism]

@wcrbiird

“Oh, thank god you’re here so you can bless us with your superior intellect.”

[oddyssea-a]

@wcrbiird –––STARTER CALL ( accepting ! )

“Aw jesus, I really shouldn’t be eatin’ chinese–––BUT at the same time I shouldn’t do a lota things I do––”

[terrifiesall]

@wcrbiird

“You’ve gone a long way into your journey. Why stop and come  and see me? Is there something I can do for you? Or maybe you  came to attack me? That’s always fun.”

[trustmeimawitch]

@wcrbiird | liked for a Dylan starter

He didn’t disguise the fact his shirt was wet and red, soaked through with blood. It was still mostly fresh, but would dry soon, tacky and sticky. 

He’d had fun. 

With one blood-stained finger, Dylan pointed at a half-used bottle of water seated nearby. “Using that?” he questioned, and without waiting for an answer, he picked it up and unscrewed the cap.

[hcpelcss-a-blog]

@wcrbiird // continued

he cracks a smile as he leans against the wall, looking at the other from across the room before deciding to walk over the bed and sitting next to him.

❝ i don’t know why you’re apologizing, it’s your place and i only work nights. i’m just curious if you were thinking of me or not. ❞

[tesrqt]

“then what do you suggest?”

|| @wcrbiird asked a question 

“I suggest you do as I say, and you will live.” She smirked “easy enough, right?”