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notinitfortheglory:

"Then I hope that doesn’t happen to often. Guy likeyou doesn’t seem the sort to suit bad moods… But looking at you I can’t imagine that happens to often." Was he flirting? Just a little, it wasn’t as if he could help himself… And Crow was attractive. Hands slipping into his pockets, the siren followed after the other man. "True they don’t… But the can be suspicious of why a stranger is offering to pay for their drinks. Not up to anything wicked, are you?"

Crow smirked. Oh yeah, he totally checked him out. Score one for the birdie. “With me? Nah, but you know. It happens. Guess I’m just too damn pretty for some people to handle…” Not Jason though. Jason was pretty nice on the eyes after all. “Who, me? I’m innocent as the virgin Mary, I promise.” He almost could’ve made that believable, if it hadn’t been for that wicked smirk and the glint in his dark purple eyes.

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"I’m not sure if I should test that. Jealousy is an ugly thing… So I’ll leave it alone." Oh tehre were things he could ssay that might make anyone jealous, he was a siren after all. "Nobody who wants sex should have to live without it. Being needy is not fun" Certainly not when your lifeforce suffered for it.  "Aw, now you don’t have to do that, you barely know me." He didn’t sound like he was objecting too much to the thought of another paying for him to drink. Hey, he’d take what was offered, but he would play at dissuading Crow. 

"You’re telling me. I’m a pretty ‘active’ sort of guy, so yeah, mood seriously drops when I can’t find anybody to fool around with." And he also arguably went psycho and a lot more dangerous, but that wasn’t on Crow’s mind. Getting this guy tipsy and willing to fuck in the bathroom of a bar was. He casually walked down the street, it wasn’t much farther. “Pfff, no one refuses free drinks, my friend. So don’t complain too much, capiche?” 

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a-thelittledevil:

I need a friend that would go to different forests and abandoned places with me

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dedxctions:

guYS IF WE’RE MUTUALS AND YOUR MUSE RANDOMLY WANTS TO TALK TO MINE, TAG. ME. IN. A. STARTER. I WILL REPLY BECAUSE I LOVE RANDOM STARTERS AND CUTE SHIT AND JUST MY MUSE BEING THROWN IN A SITUATION WHERE THEY’RE LIKE “WHAT THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSED TO BE DOING?!?! WHO THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSED TO BE DOING?!?! WHY THE FUCK ARE WE DOING THIS?!?!” BECAUSE ITS THE BEST THING EVER. So yknow yeah. Tag me in shit.

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notinitfortheglory:

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"Well I do have a certain reputation in… certain circles… dog fits that. Details are yours if you want them but I don’t want that green-eye monster coming out to play.~” He loved to tease, at least this guy could take it. “Oh there are some that don’t. Why I couldn’t tell you, I couldn’t live without sex.” Literally. That last comment brought a smirk to his lip. “I like the way you think, I know I wouldn’t object to that sort of treatment. Best medicine there is.”

"Ah, it would take a lot to bring that out of me, but I’ll play it safe." There wasn’t often enough where there was a time he could joke around with a person like this. Not enough at all. "Pfff, you and I both." Crow got… moody without sex. And he didn’t like himself when he was moody. "Well I don’t mind your way of thinking either. I’ll buy, just got a paycheck." Translation: Allowance was handed out that day. Which meant Crow could buy all the booze he wanted.

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notinitfortheglory:

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"If that’s making you jealous, I’ll avoid the details. Might make you weep." The corner of his mouth pulled up for a second. "I think she would have castrated me if it was mine. I don’t like the prospect of that, I enjoy sex too much." He was probably more open with this than most were comfortable with. Not that he cared. Humans and their prudishness. "Heard weirder names than Crow, and you can call me Jason."

"Oh, man, you are a dog!" He laughed, feeling like he had found a kindred spirit… hope he’s bi or at least bi-curious. "All I gotta say to that is what guy on this earth doesn’t? Or, at least, what normal guy?" He shrugged. "Weelll, Jason, it’s a pleasure to meet ya. I was on my way to grab a few beers at the bar down the road a bit more, maybe we can find someone to kiss your lips better?" Oh, Crow would gladly kiss him better.

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notinitfortheglory:

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Beyond not bad. She was good… Way good.” Everyone should fuck a vampire at least once in their life. The siren rolled his eyes. “Ha-ha. Very funny. And no, it’s not mine. Considering it was about two years ago we slept together. She ah, just recently found out about something I did and did not take kindly to it. As the bloody lip shows.”

Awww, don’t make a pal jealous here.” Crow teased, having way too much fun with this. “Ah, well, could be worse. No chance of it being yours soooo…” Shrug. “I’m Crow. It’s a nickname, don’t ask. You?”

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edible-ball-bearings:

I’m so sorry if this has been done and even if it hasn’t I’m still sorry

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notinitfortheglory:

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"Couldn’t really call her an ex… It was just a one night thing." Pause." "Well… More of a three night thing. But nothing serious, she was more insistent on that than I was" Dabbing the tissue to his lip again, the siren gently moved it across the stinging are and pulled it away, looks like the bleeding had stopped. "Didn’t think she was the settling down sort, not until I saw that baby bump anyway. Damn." 

"Three nights and no attachments, not bad, not bad at all." Crow chuckled. "Too bad it came bite you, oooor just punch you in the face." He couldn’t resist a joke like that, far too tempting. "Sure it’s not yours she’s expecting?” 

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