You’re wrong about one thing. I’m not your “friend.” I’m your superior. The guy you owe your life to. Your surrogate father. Put all those together and I’m practically a god to you. You can even call me “Papa” if you want.
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@tuhoa
You’re wrong about one thing. I’m not your “friend.” I’m your superior. The guy you owe your life to. Your surrogate father. Put all those together and I’m practically a god to you. You can even call me “Papa” if you want.
@ellegreyjoy
“ I DIDN’T KNOW THAT cosplay was your thing. who are you going for? some sort of warrior? ” he can’t help the remark as he saw how the other was dressed up.
thmaniac:
“KILLING EVERYONE and getting out of here as quickly as possible.”
“ YOU HAVE TO BE KIDDING ME. as quick as possible? what are you, a coward? ” what about taking it slow? enjoying the killing deal?
thmaniac:
@tuhoa
“SO WHAT is it that you’re doing, exactly?”
“ improvising. faking. what else would you suggest that I should do in this situation? ”
He was quite a big guy and he did take it, yeah. I thought I was gonna get punched!
Someone did come up to me in the street. (x)
that face is priceless
@hyacinthsgirl
“ IT’S FOR YOUR own safety, my dove. ” he said, tone reflecting the worry that was spread across his features. after knowing of her plans of her own future, he could’t stay still- as a husband, and as a prey who would lose his fun time. “ so don’t make me force you out of this house and into the carriage. ”
Mozart L’Opéra Rock - Le bien qui fait mal
C’est le bien qui fait mal Quand tu aimes Tout à fait normal Ta haine Prend le plaisir C’est si bon de souffrir Succombe au charme Donne tes larmes
@peccatorex
“ YOU’RE A LITTLE too pissed today, mon gars. ” crimson hues glared at the other as he pressed ice onto his bruised face (to ruin a brand new vessel like that, etienne really had no manners), trying to ease the burning sensation of whatever the other had thrown to him. “ you might want to tone it down a LITTLE bit. ”
remaking for the nth time
a peck on the cheek for the husband!
cue a genuine smile taking over the husband’s lips, hands snaking around her waist to bring her closer. “ my turn. ” yet his peck wasn’t on the cheek, but on her lips.
Date a monster who insists they aren’t capable of human emotions. They are impassive, often seeming cold and distant, but the second you accidently hurt yourself they are on you, almost pathetic in their desperation to make everything better.
xntheshadows:
it was laughable to see him so scared about a figure he had seen under his bed when he himself was not the holiest and less scary of creatures. Usually he would not have reacted that way, but when he had realized it ( whatever IT was ) was not one of them, leaving his room and looking for help had seemed the best option to him; so here he was now, standing in front of Eryk, crimson eyes staring into irises of the same bight color. With still a sleepy look on his face, he nodded at the man’s words and followed him back to his room, clinging to his clothes with his little hands.
Eryk chuckled at the tiny detail of his hands clinging onto the fabric of this clothings. soon the boy would be up in the air and on his arms, being carried by Eryk all the way to his room. “ let’s get that scary monster out of your bed. if he doesn’t go, you can come sleep with me. monsters don’t like to go to my room, you know? ” the man spoke in a soft tone as to help the boy easy into a more relaxed state. whatever nightmare had planned on hiding under his child’s bed would face the wrath of a hurricane- how could they torment such a sweet, innocent child? (oh, but wasn’t that what you did, destruction?)
peccatorex:
the softest of touch was enough to make him shiver in pleasure and purr against Eryk’s fingers. He nibbled at those familiar fingertips before they left to drift towards other spots on his skin. Now that his hand was free, Etienne wrapped both arms around Destruction’s neck. There was not any distance between them anymore. He chuckled, amused. On his tiptoes, he reached Eryk’s ear and whispered “Je —t’aime” in it before biting his lobe.
but etienne wasn’t the only one shivering in pleasure. at his brother’s delightful touch and words, eryk couldn’t help but pull him closer. one hand grabbing his chin (maybe a bit roughly, who knows) and crashing his lips against the other’s. finally tasting him after what felt like an eternity. “ Je t’aime aussi. ” he breathed against sin’s lips, teeth pulling the lower one ever so softly.
trifyres
dragon voice: gtfo!!!
don’t be scared, imma teach u *insert heart emoji here*
@trifyres
u jealous, big thing?