Chilling Insanity

  Declan Thomas isn't normal! He's never sick and he never feels pain. While his body temperature is dropping and getting colder, he is slowly slipping into a world of madness.  Current temperature 62 degrees.

[you-will-grow-colder]

PF chara.

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[emilleaah]

Christmas Mistletoe.

Reblog and see who leaves you a kiss in your ask box. ;)

[dorodoroart]

Be your friend’s bipods this Christmas

[heavensickness]

Do you ever wanna bond with someone so bad you’re like “damn i wish we were knights on a dangerous quest”

[octoberinspo]

[scotchymemes]

sinday meme for people with a multimuse or more than one rp blog

Which muse needs the most attention on sinday?

Which muse usually stays silent on sinday?

Share some headcanons about your muses’ sexual and/or romantic orientation.

What are your favourite ships for your muses?

Do you have muses you ship with each other?

Which muse is the kinkiest?

Which muse has the strangest kinks?

Choose one muse and tell us how they lost their virginity.

Share a random sex fact about each of your muses.

If you could organise a three some involving three of your muses, who would you choose?

Which muse would you like to write a ship for?

What are your preferences when deciding whether or not to ship a muse?

Share some headcanons about sex positions for your muses.

Are there any muses you have not yet written smut for?

Do you write smut or do you prefer to leave it out?

Do you prefer multiship or singleship?

Are any of your muses exclusive when it comes to shipping?

What’s your shipping preference? (chemistry, pre-established, slow burn, etc.)

Do you ship any of your canon muses with OCs?

Do you ship any of your OCs with Canon muses?

[nikish-sa]

[dragoneffect]

[hinoart]

My pieces for the R76 Big Bang 2018.  First of all, I’M SORRY I FORGOT TO UPLOAD MY PIECES A;LSDKJF;;;; After I came back from the trip I just completely forgot. I’M SO SORRY BUT HERE THEY ARE.

“A Meeting in the Woods” by megsblackfire

[violaslayvis]

Old men on grindr: “Want to be my piss slave? Daddy wants to teach you a lesson you dirty slut”

Me:

[damodraws]

Did you really have to be so vocal about not liking Greg? I understand that you don't, but posting that gross gif and calling him "disgusting" is a bit extreme. You could have just replied with yes or no...

go initiate a conversation with a magic 8-ball if the only responses that don’t trigger you are yes or no

[you-will-grow-colder]

If you don’t want him to tell you a character is disgusting don’t ask, ‘What’s wrong with him’ Cause really, a gif of a woman vomiting should have been pretty clear.

[craygallery]

Yay! I could make Reiwulf in Final Fantasy XIV ;D (with some mods of course)

[spybleu]

Sending the suited man toward the bar he was passing to play off his departure as only his need for something to drink as he watched the group of men file into tables; instead of the truth that he was more of a chicken than he cared to admit. Coward. The thought branded him like fire and he was passed his glass of scotch, a drink usually reserved for his fearful flights coast bound with the same woman that had bought him the suit. Thinking that tonight was deserving of it for the simple courage of heeding the advice given and attending this event, though it wasn’t usually the method he would have preferred for a date. However, as he had no real method to date, since he had never truthfully trued, Charles figured he must start somewhere. Taking his glass with him the lithe espion moved to a side seated table in view of the tables filled with promising faces, allowing him to do as he did best and take everyone in at his leisure; though making sure to not make it so obvious that he was watching. Letting his glass of liquid courage aid him in selecting out a few prime choices for him to perhaps approach when a real conversation wasn’t so limited by time or awaiting others.

@warrior-of-the-dog

[warrior-of-the-dog]

Michio was already chatting up a few prospects, handsome men he could see himself bedding. His voice pleasant, bit deep, and despite his size he commanded a lot of attention..helped when his appearance even in ‘party’ attire still had him with those ears and tail..among other body parts being different. Even those eyes were haunting, black  sclera and bright cyan pools for eyes.. He definitely stood out among the others in attendance. He had noticed the man off to the side, shy and with a drink in his hand. He himself center of attention with a small crowd to entertain. A few having their eyes on the strange assassin..the one thing they all had in common besides their tastes and their gender. Though he was still enjoying himself he felt like a few of these people weren’t up to snuff for all his criteria, no desire for a family or just being a bit too bland. Eventually he broke off from the pack, one man in particular in tow, red hair, muscled, a moustache to boot. Michio speaking to him, having a table now with a plate of food for both of them..looking like they were having a good time so far.

[spybleu]

Once things got on to way among the two person tables set up in three rows of four, Charles took on a more comfortable stance where he sat as his lithe frame leaned back into his seat to watch like a shadow on the wall. His sea foam blue green eyes soaking in every face and conversation, regardless if he could hear them or not, taking in what he could and what might be useful. He had been doing his job for far to long to simply take someone on their word or to easily believe them when they said things about themselves were a certain way; it was a hard task to freely trust another human being when his whole existence from the age of fourteen had been nothing but blood, secrets and a well placed mask to keep out the light. 

Nursing his scotch with slow thoughtful sips the lethal gentlemen’s focus began to sense a pattern as his eyes continued to return to an old fellow that seemed to be catching all the attention; though Charles’s first thoughts easily resided on how soft his ears must feel, rather than any beastly sexual fantasies his counterparts flocking to join his table most likely were envisioning. He had to admit there was a confidence about him that was drawing but the espion had dealt with many men made of the same, and wasn’t going to let a charming smile and curiously alluring looks make him swoon like school girl with a crush. However, even still, a little further investigation wasn’t out of the question.

Easily pulling his phone from his suit’s hidden breast pocket with a gesture to a passing waitress for a second glass, the lithe bleu scrolled through the list of names of those attending this evenings event; easily finding the peculiar face from the sea of others with the curiosity to find out who in particular this gentlemen was. His sea soaked eyes occasionally lifting back up when the chime rang out for people to change tables and start anew, in a way making Charles even more certain of his choice to completely forgo that grueling process as he wouldn’t have cared much to stop a conversation midway to start all over again with someone else. 

Not considering that anyone currently busy being engrossed in small talk and quick antidotes about one another, Charles took it upon himself to send a small message this interesting man’s way; if nothing else to say that he had at least attempted contact with someone before the night was out. Even if it was a small token it was enough to have prove he gave it some effort, even if it was the most minute of efforts one could make. His message reading: I couldn’t help but notice you seem quite popular this evening and simply was curious if it is the charm or the curiosity of how soft you are. Pardon the intrusive unprompted greeting; my own curiosity got the better of me. ~♥

[you-will-grow-colder]

Michio continued chatting with the variable amount of suitors he apparently attracted. Each one having a bit of a soft spot for him at least for his looks and that confidence. Though he was curious about the other that wasn’t taking part..knowing he was off to the side. Though after one of those jokes he got that little message.. Taking the time to pull out his phone, smiling at the message. A little heart punctuating the fact this one also wanted to rub his ears. Clicking his tongue as he responded with one hand, not looking at the screen as he carries on his chat with the other he was seated with.  His own text was a bit more flirtatious, aimed to get the other to come over..come out of his shell a bit. The way he handled his current ‘date’ was tender and attentive. The intrusion a bit rude if one regarded it from another perspective..but for him any invitation was nice..  Not going to be able to find out over there, so why don’t you come and find out. I don’t bite..unless my bed partners as for it. Sure there is time for one more before I go home..  Not rude at all, always room for more admirers I say..smell nice by the way.. A punctuation into his senses that some might not know of. That little bell chiming, standing up and giving the other male a kiss good bye..exchange of numbers and all that. He might call, if this particular assassin didn’t capture his attention first, or better.. For now after the greeting he turned to stare, a flirtatious smirk on display, holding his hand out, palm up toward the spy.

[rolepllaying-blog]

send me 👌 if your muse would bang mine