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Kink: Slight bondage, rougher sex.

Send my muse a kink and they’ll rate it based on interest

#( &. i don't have answers )#( &. what an odd mask )

dreamshadeandlillies-deactivate

Appetites reach all time highs

No ones seems to care who dies

Prey on every little thing in sight

To kill or be killed state of mind

Anything to stay alive

Never ever show your

T∃RRIFI∃D

#( &. inside the mask )

i am a kink, yes.

Send my muse a kink and they’ll rate it based on interest

“You’re really not a kink.”

#puckishrogue #( &. i don't have answers )

Biting. Bloodplay. Blondes.

Send my muse a kink and they’ll rate it based on interest

#( &. i don't have answers )#( &. what an odd mask )#( hah blondes = alex or jacket. she has a preference. )

smutxmemes

Send my muse a kink and they'll rate it based on interest

#( &. it's the hotline )

( &. productsworn )

Nights like these are violent in nature, and no one understands these violent ends more than Corey. It could be due to her involvement, but she lets that remain a secret. Tonight she's just the cashier from that gas station. Now the guy that walked in she could tell from the suit was one of them; she'd make a point of remembering HIS face. "You look like you've seen better days."

#productsworn #( &. it's a game we play )

"Couples that clean blood off of each other are couples that stay together."

#( &. she's kind of like medication )#( &. he's good with his hands )

( &. rossiisyn )

The bar is closing, it's three in the morning, and she denied Mark's offer for a ride. Her hands are in her pockets, and there's this dead look in her eyes. While they had committed their violent acts for the evening she still has the urge to to fight to fuck to just tear everything to PIECES. It's all consuming, it's just her primal instincts. Each footstep hits like thunder, and it brings her back to Hawaii; the flashbacks are all around her. She can't wake up. She WON'T wake up. She knows someone's making a bee-line for her, and instead of warmth she just moves faster. She knows who it is, and finally she just... Stops in her tracks. "Tonight's not a good night." It's more like a warning.

#rossiisyn #( &. it's a game we play )

rpmemes-andstuff-blog

Send me ❤ and my muse will react to yours kissing them on the cheek randomly.

#( &. it's the hotline )#( kanye shrug )

( &. chainsawchicks )

There's a music in this violence, an art that goes unseen. Corey is too busy dodging bullets, katana in hand. She doesn't know where the others went, and it doesn't really matter, all that matters is purging her own rage. It's like a ritual for Corey and it's the only thing that keeps her grounded. It won't ever end, it'll always be someone. When the Russian threat is gone, it'll be others. There's always others. She stands in the middle of the corridor for a few brief moments. Analyzing the carnage that's all around her; the devastation they are causing, and it's practically euphoric. Her head rolls back slightly as her hand loosens and tightens around the handle of the katana. Eyes open slowly, and lock with the chainsaw wielding member of the group. "Y'wanna head upstairs? The boys got down here covered," Her tone sounds off, her voice is confident and she twirls the weapon in her hand. She's daring Alex, and she's hoping she will take the bait.

#chainsawchicks #( &. it's a game we play )

Holy fuck dark Corey muse outta nowhere.

#( &. the mask is off )

Like this for a starter

#( &. the mask is off )

( &. rossiisyn )

“And I even got you to laugh!” He’d almost thought her incapable of doing so, considering her… stoic? Quiet? Somber? One of those three. Her stoic/quiet/somber nature. Didn’t seem to be too happy, basically. Who was he to talk though, the big pent-up ball of rage that he was? “I’m getting the feeling that there ain’t much of that in your life.”

Nodding at her thanks, he drove on when the light turned. Nothing much to thank to be honest, he was just giving her a ride home.

“Think you said somethin’ about not being from Miami the last time we talked? Where you from?”

Kolya would be right in his belief in the idea that Corey didn't exactly have the happiest of lives. It wasn't something she really touched on; she tried her damnedest not to dwell on it. "You catch on quick," The murderer replies with a small nod of her head. A heavy sigh falling from her lips at his question. ...It's loaded like a fucking shotgun, and she's fighting herself when it comes to answering. Fuck it, he might understand why she was so apprehensive of him at first. Though she doubts he has much for empathy. "Uh... San Francisco. It was sheer dumb luck that I came out here to visit friends when I did."

#rossiisyn #( &. it's a game we play )

okssure

#( &. inside the mask )#( this made me think of corey and tony and i'm snorting )#( &. he's good with his hands )

#rossiisyn #( omg )#( im so sorry )

The most serious note from the Hotline.

#Tumblr ExecutiveSuite 2016 #yellow pad #( super serious 50 blessings note )

Tumblr is on crack again.

#( &. the mask is off )

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