Scent of Passion

MxM RP Blog Multi-Fandom/Multi-Ship Semi Selective All Muses are 18+ & Mun is 21+ NSFW Content warning

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Werewolves were a prime suspect to be killers underneath the full moon. Some have been slain by the hunters who want their hide or fangs as necklaces. Others want revenge for having their relatives be dinner to them. Nico is among the last few wolves to exist now, and the pack has already found somewhere else to hide from these hunters. The wolf is definitely a stubborn one, and has literally blown down houses and gobbled up grandmothers during lunch. But recently, he has taken a different diet. He has changed and finally tamed the beast inside of him. Nowadays, Nico remains in the lodge deep within the woods, looking for another bare ass for him to eat. 

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It was storming outside as the young hunter fought his way through the gusts and blowing tree limbs he found himself weaving between. He remained bundled in his red leather jacket with the crimson hoodie worn over the crown of his head, leaving the top half of his face most obscured. Red wasn’t sure if he was going to make it this night, completely exposed to the elements but as hope was about to diminish, he came upon a lodge. Who the hell would be living this far in the fucking woods? Probably some weirdo geezer. Either way, it was shelter and he’d rather take his chances with who was inside rather than leave himself vulnerable to mother nature’s wrath.

He knocked...and knocked again louder, cradling him to remain upright against those gusts and the rain spraying him. Hell, maybe the place was abandoned? The young hunter pulled out a large knife and went to slide the blade into the crack of the door attempting to loosen and hopefully put enough force into opening it. Though he didn’t want to actually break off the door, what would be the point in this mess of a thunderstorm? “Grr...c’mon you piece of crap,” he growled jamming the blade in further.

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I survived Hurricane Irma and she is just a Tropical Storm now. For the anxiety and stress she has caused this last week, all I have to say to her is

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RISE.

....time away in need of some serious self-care because I just....cannot with this country these days. Maybe after being dormant for too long I could return from my ashes and fuck shit up >.>;

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So my laptop went to crap. My new one is already on order and will be here within the next day or so. Replies are unfortunately on hold until then.

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thedevilstole-yourbxys:

Chad smiled as he looked at Tristan, scooting closer to the blonde. “I’m just glad that we have some alone time with each other for once.” Chad laughed, resting his head on Tristan’s shoulders. “It’s been quite a while since we’ve had time like this.”

Tris wrapped an arm around Chad, tilting is head to plant a soft kiss on the dancer’s lips. “I feel like there is more and you’re lying to me. But I won’t pressure you.” he pulled the other closer to his person, giving an affectionate squeeze. “It has been. I was thinking of taking a mini hiatus from the show. Just a couple weeks for the summer, y’know? That’s if I can tug you away from your classes long enough, maybe we can have an actual vacation this year.”

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wavexrider:

Salem looked up at Ariel. He had seen that look on his face and he always got it when he spoke about his father and the human world. It made his heart hurt to see Ari like this and if they weren’t at a restaurant he would have pulled him in for a long, loving hug. “Our species suck. There are so many bad people in the world that the good don’t shine as bright and that sucks so much, especially for situations like yours.” He reached out instead, finding his hands to hold. “Stay with me,” whispered Salem. “Stay with me, Ariel… I want you to stay.”

“If only,” The merman half chuckled at Salem’s plea. The conditions were right. He was seventh in line for his father’s throne. He had no true obligations to stay under the sea. Except that he was born of it. And every day he would have to spend hoping and praying that no one would find out his secret and expose his people.

His hands gripped around Salem’s as it was taken; a smile touched the redhead’s lips. “I’ll stay for as long as I can. Merfolk don’t do too well out of the sea for too long.”

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Reblog if your muse loves physical affection like cuddles, massages, head scratches and handholding

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ATTENTION YOU LOVE MUFFINS

Hi I love you all. 

Life can be quite shitty but I’m thankful I can log on here to interact with yall. Each and everyone of you are fantastic. Don’t ever let people force you to think otherwise. 

Not family who are supposed to love you unconditionally but make you question your existence.

Not “friends” who bring you more grief in your life than actual joy.

Not your co-workers who press every last one of your nerves from the time you clock in til it’s time to cleave.

Not these crazy bitches in the RP community who have nothing better to do with their time on the internet than  play like a victim because they’re attention starved and can’t see through their own bullshit that they’re an emotionally abusive sack of shit and not you.

Before you say anything, no I’m not in any real crisis mode. I actually feel pretty okay at the moment.But I have experienced all the above and I will just say that as difficult as it may be, don’t let anyone try to steal your shine. 

xoxo

Ceejay

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My new fav video

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lostintheafterglow:

Griffin leaned against the bar as he looked over to the troubled cub. The bar creaked as the bear leaned against it and he grinned over to Forrest, watching him try to keep his hands busy.

“It wouldn’t be a surprise if I told you I was coming, now would it?” The cub decided that working and going to school was something that he wanted to do, so here he was keeping up his part of the deal. A deal he made himself, for himself. Always the little cub trying to prove himself.

“Lunch soon? Think I could stay a while? I’m sure there’s something on the menu that would be filling, eh?”

“Because every guy just loves it when their dad pops up randomly at their job.” Forrest snarked. He loved is old man and placed him on a pedestal high above others. But that didn’t change the fact that Forrest was still in the stages of young adulthood. Having been smothered and babied his whole life, he wanted to be independent. He couldn’t be with his dad around.

“I guess you can...I mean..” he sighed with a lazy shrug of his shoulders. “I’d like that.” he smiled. His dad had come along way from his realm in the woods to see him. Of course he would be courteous and polite. “All we have is...bar food. Nachos, wings, burgers, tacos...nothing like that rib shack in town from home. Man, I love that Honey BBQ brisket sandwich...”

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wavexrider:

Salem almost asked why he didn’t get anything to drink but he remembered the consequences of water and Ari’s skin. That would probably be a little problematic if that were to go horribly wrong. 

“Yes, that would explain it. Everyone does, it’s nothing different from or another guy. We’re all human and our bodies just react to things so it’s nothing to really worry about.” Just when Salem thought he was in the clear, that question had to come up and yet again Salem wanted to hide his face in his hands. “Well…. yeah. I mean, I’m a guy and things excite me. I’ve dreamed about… guys. Not all the time though, once in a while. I take care of it though.” The last part slipped out so quickly that Salem didn’t realize what he had said til it was too late. 

“I’ve always had dreams too, actually.” Ari sighed, settling back in his chair. “Nothing involving guys and fornication. But the day my father allowed merfolk to befriend humans. But...that’s just all that will be. Just a dream.” He deflated a little more, blowing softly with a sigh. "Not all humans are as compassionate as you, Salem. That’s just unfortunate. Your kind seem to be a very self destructive race and hellbent on destroying other species. So I understand why my father is strict on his policies but...I just want to stay here with you.”

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umbraevenatores:

“You never get it, do you?” Oliver crossed his arms, looking at him. Eyes were shadowed by sadness, arms feeling heavy and ignoring the pain and blood from the different cuts. “When I started this I planned on doing it alone. I didn’t even want to be a hero in the first place, because that’s not what I trained for. I trained to kill, to hunt.”

Oliver stood up and walked closer to him. “Then you all convinced me, you without knowing, Diggle with his … morals. And … Losing an innocent is one thing I can handle. But losing you? Or Felix? or Theo? Like we lost Cyrus?” He looked down. “We are equals, but out in the field I’m the leader. I’m the responsible one. I’m the one in charge. and the idea of … I. Can. Not. Laurence. I don’t know for how long I can keep going.”

“You’re right. I wouldn’t get it.” He stared back Oliver. “I never understand what it’s like to want to start a crusade. To hunt down and make people pay for their crimes. That pain of losing you. That pain of losing Soren. That pain of losing Tommy...all that pain that tried to destroy me...but I wouldn’t get it.” He glared at the emerald archer, reaching up to remove the sonic choker device from his own throat and dropped it on the table. 

“I loved you...I still love you, Oliver. Because I always saw the potential in you....I just never thought it would come out to being a vigilante...” he reached out placing hand on Oliver’s shoulder. ”You’re just rattled right now. You need some time to decompress...you need to relax, Oliver. Everything is going to be okay. We’re gonna get this son of a bitch, alright?’

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the salty af munday meme

Because, like it or not, we're not all balls of sunshine all the time. We can be pure salt when we want to be.

☠ What does someone have to do for an instant unfollow from you?

♥ What's the WORST thing that has happened to you rp wise?

♦ What was a mildly annoying thing that has happened to you rp wise?

♢ Has anyone ever tried to steal your blog? Your headcanons? Icons? All that jazz

♚ How many people don't like you?

⚜ How many people do you not like?

✮ Have you managed to stay away from drama?

☄ Have you ever been in the middle of drama?

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☼ How long do you stay mad?

☀ What's your rp pet peeve?

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❀ What has made you completely lose your chill?

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lostintheafterglow:

Griffin folded his arms over his chest as he leered down to the cub. Was he looked at his hands for callouses? 

“Five hours, huh cub?”

“Hello Father.” Forrest greeted his old man in a rather lackluster tone. Nothing personally towards Griffin...just the bar was sucking the life out of him...it’s why he hated shifts during the day. They dragged far too long. Even know there were only a few people here...the lunch rush would begin soon enough though. “Wish you would have told me you were coming to visit. I would have arranged to switch schedules with someone.” He leaned against the bar counter, lazily wiping away a smudge with a damp rag.