#dnfklsd

[kiingsroar-moved]

@queensconquest​ 𝐑𝐎𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐃: ⁈ ( maybe future vil & leona ? 👀 )

              He never predicted this, then again he supposed things had always proved to be unpredictable when it came to the nature of their relationship. He’d thought after graduation, when they had both gone their separate ways, neither willing to surrender to their plans for the future, the spark that once burned so bright had been blown out. 

            Years had passed, that spark lying dormant until one night he had made the last minute decision to attend the Night Raven reunion, and the past had opened up something he hadn’t felt in a long time. Seeing him there across the way, looking at him from across the room, sharing the dance they had shared so long ago. He didn’t believe in fate, his life had certainly been enough proof for him to see that, but that once snuffed out flame had once again ignited. 

         Perhaps its why he’s here in his arms now, then back at home where he should be courting yet another bland suitor, securing his bloodline. Instead his lips are trailing down the inside of the queen’s thighs, drowning in his scent. It was euphoric how time seemed to transcend the two, to see how much the queen grew and changed. Strong, a presence that now stopped the room with more than just his good looks, but the authority and power that now came along with him. 

                                 And of course some of the things that stayed the same―

        The lion chuckles as his lips find Vil’s, kissing him deeply. ‘ I like that I can still make you blush ’ he whispered against his lips, his hands gliding up from Vil’s waist. The lion recalling every pleasure point of his, where he was the weakest to his touch, every mark he’d ever left on his body as if he’d known he’d be back here one day. Every cry, whimper and moan that escaped their lips only further his momentum, his strong arms scooping Vil up as he moved in himself faster and deeper. 

          It was only to be one dance. One dance where they got to be young again and they would return back to their lives the moment the clock stuck midnight. Forgetting all about that boy he had let into his heart, the one who nagged him constantly, infuriating, annoying. That same boy who climbed onto the back of his motorcycle, the boy he saw behind all the make up and mirrors in the shower where he held onto Leona like he was the only thing keeping him afloat. Who blushed and got upset whenever Leona did something inappropriate or embarrassing. The queen who had brought him to his knees. 

𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐒𝐘𝐌𝐁𝐎𝐋 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄 / / 𝐍𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆

#queensconquest #fndsklfs i am officially very weak for future them #dsnkfldsnkl THIS GOT LONG I SOB #DNFKLSD #but he lick :3 #[ IN CHARACTER. // LEONA. KINGS ROAR ] #ᴀɴꜱᴡᴇʀᴇᴅ. ʟᴇᴏɴᴀ. // ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴅᴏᴇꜱ ɪᴛ ꜱᴀʏ? #[ 𝐕𝐢𝐥 & 𝐋𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐚. // 𝐖𝐞 𝐅𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐞 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄. 𝐖𝐞'𝐯𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐯𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮.] #nsfw.

[magickbrew]

             ❛ You know... humans.... we’re far from perfect, but we are good.  ❜

@tclesnmirrors​​ ( Belphegor ) 𝒸𝒶𝓁𝓁𝑒𝒹 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝒶 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇𝓉𝑒𝓇

#oof laying down the big guns #she also doesnt have a filter #dnfklsd #tclesnmirrors #☾ 𝓉𝒽𝓇𝑒𝒶𝒹. // 𝓈𝓅𝒾𝓁𝓁𝑒𝒹 𝒾𝓃𝓀 & 𝒸𝑜𝒻𝒻𝑒𝑒 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝒾𝓃𝓈☽

[tempblogdit]

        Oh ?  So  this  particular  vampire  enjoyed  to  play  games .  Break  looked  up  from  his place  at  the  small  table  he  had  been  occupying ,  an  amused  grin  crossing  his  features as  he  decided  to  take  a  moment  and  see  just  who  was  disturbing  his  peace ,  for however  little  it  would  last .  It  didn’t  take  him  long  to  deduce  he  wasn’t  dealing  with  a fresh  new  beast .

        ‘  A  shame  it  would  be  if  that  were  case  as  this  space  is  now  being  overseen  by  me .  I  suppose  that  means  you  should  walk  back  the  way  you  came ,  no ~  ?  ’  Break  insists ,  musing  as  he  was  never  a  fan  of  playing  games  that  weren’t  of  his  own   creation .  

#these are temp tags #checking #dnfklsd. #ᵒᵒᶜ. ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ᶠʳⁱᵉⁿᵈˡʸ ⁿᵉⁱᵍʰᵇᵒʳʰᵒᵒᵈ ᵈᵘᵐᵇᵃˢˢ ~ !

[queensconquest]

@safaerax​​ said:  "Lucifer" the name rolling off his tongue isn't said with malice, no anger or hate. Its a tone that rarely befall the archangel, something he couldn't quite put his finger on. A familiar feeling, in a moment where it simply didn't feel right.

He doesn't believe either expected him to witness what he had. It was as simply gesture, a gentle brush of the Morningstar's magnificent wings and that a single feather would fall to the floor the way a petal fell from a wilting flower.

There in the pit of his stomach, did he feel it twist and turn. He felt his body almost shake as the memory returned. He'd felt this way once before, that day, the last day he saw Lucifer before he had rebelled against their Father. He had wanted to ask him, what it was that seemed to be bothering him, be fear, his own pride... he had bit his tongue.

Now here he was again, another moment, another chance to speak. He could see it, Lucifer slowly drawing away from him and the words hung on the tip of his tongue. ' Don't leave!' he calls out, red blaze at gold, unsure of himself, unsure of what he even wanted to say but he had spoken. It was too late to turn back now. ' Are you really going to just walk away like that didn't happen?' he questions, despite the billions swirling around in his head. What did it mean? 'Don't.. just leave.' // because I have mighty needs dnfklsd

   The  feather  falls  and  something  crumbles  inside  Lucifer.  Michael  wasn’t  supposed  to  see  that.  He  didn’t  WANT  Michael  seeing  that.  He’d  liked  the  touch  to  his  wings  until  that  had  happened.  The  silence  that  had  filled  the  area  in  that  moment  as  they  both  watched  it  fall  felt  suffocating.  It  felt  like  being  strangled  except  worse  because  it’s  nothing  but  himself.  He’s  ashamed  ,  appalled  ,  wanting  nothing  but  to  disappear  (  moreso  than  he  usually  did  at  least.  )  

   It  doesn’t  matter  that  the  feather  almost  instantly  dissolves  in  gold  flakes  that  disappear  into  thin  air.  A  spell  long  ago  cast  to  deny  anyone  the  ability  to  have  any  shard  of  the  morningstar  unless  he  ALLOWED  it.  But  it  doesn’t  east  his  feelings.  They’d  both  seen  the  feather  fall  in  the  stillness.

  And  then  Lucifer  was  snapping  his  wings  close  to  his  body  ,  away  from  Michael’s  fingers.  His  wings  ,  a  source  of  immense  pride  ,  now  being  suppressed  ,  buried  away  like  so  much  else.  Would  making  them  disappear  be  better  ?  He  isn’t  certain  if  truth  be  told.  It  doesn’t  matter  if  he  leaves.  Lucifer  doesn’t  say  anything  ,  but  he’s  the  first  to  move  after  the  feather  falls.  The  first  to  flee  ,  the  first  to  fall  ,  the  first  to  rebel  ,  Lucifer  is  the  first  of  many  things  in  some  regards  and  now  it  such  a  case.  

  Why  did  Michael  have  to  say  his  name  like  that  ?    Why  couldn’t  it  be  full  of  disgust  or  anger  or  something  ,  anything  other  than  that  soft  sound  in  his  voice.  Concern  ?  Maybe  not  so  far  as  that  but  it  doesn’t  matter.  It’s  too  soft  ,  too  gentle  ,  too  emotive.

   Gold  eyes  catch  only  a  glimpse  of  red  as  he  turns  ,  heels  clicking  as  he  chose  to  start  moving  away.    Don’t  leave.  When  had  anyone  ever  asked  him  that  ?  Lucifer’s  stride  freezes  as  the  words  echo  in  his  ears.  Never.  No  one  has  ever  asked  that  of  Lucifer  ,  never  ordered  it.  Not  in  moments  like  that.  Lucifer  was  beautiful  ,  he  was  intelligent  ,  made  to  be  perfect  ,  formerly  favored.  No  one  had  asked  what  was  wrong.  No  one  had  asked  him  to  stay.  No  one  asked  about  him.  Why  was  Michael  asking  now  ?!  Now  ,  when  it  wouldn’t  even  matter  ?!  It  didn’t  matter  what  he’d  say.  At  the  end  of  the  day  ,  Lucifer  would  be  in  Hell  in  his  golden  bird  cage  ,  and  Michael  would  be  in  Heaven  waiting  for  a  voice  that’d  never  even  acknowledge  him  unless  it  was  orders.  What  did  it  matter  now  ?!  This  wouldn’t  change  anything  !

   So  why  doesn’t  he  move  ?  He  knows  why.  Because  someone  asked.  Someone  was  stopping  him  or  at  least  doing  something.  Asking.  Lips  part  as  silent  ,  shaky  breaths  move  past  his  lips.  Is  it  better  his  back  face  Michael  like  now  where  his  wings  are  on  display  ,  or  to  face  him  while  uncertain  what  expression  he  wore  ?  Lucifer  stays  unmoving  ,  listening  to  Michael  while  debating.    Slowly  he  starts  to  turn  back  towards  Michael  ,  gold  eyes  lifting  from  the  ground  tentatively  towards  Michael.

   What  does  he  say  ?  No  one’s  asked.  No  one’s  tried  to  pry  at  him.  Lucifer  isn’t  sure  if  he’s  relieved  or  scared  by  someone  finally  doing  something.  “  I  -  “  His  voice  is  pathetically  soft  even  to  his  own  ears.  He  should  leave  ,  that’s  what  one  side  of  him  says.  The  same  side  that  has  him  withdrawing  before  major  events  ,  the  side  that  yields  to  nothing.  Fists  clench  as  he  struggles  to  decide  what  to  do  as  he  listens  to  the  repeated  request  that  resonates  in  his  chest  again  and  again.

    “  .  .  .  Okay.  “

   Proud  shoulders  slump  slightly  as  Lucifer  slowly  turns  full  away  from  the  path  of  escaping  towards  Michael.  “  .  .  .   I’ll  stay  .  .  .  “  At  least  for  now.  Because  you  asked.  Lucifer  doesn’t  say  it  ,  but  the  implication  was  rather  obvious.  

#safaerax #lucifer is going through a whirl of emotions #i'm sure it will only get worse #as michael starts asking things #but man #even i didn't know how much lucifer just wanted sb to ask #even just to stay #but he is...michael asked and he's staying.... #even when he wants to disappear #all because he was asked... #〉bend the knee and bow to the emperor〈 — ♚ ⌜lucifer⌟ #〉relations: (michael & lucifer) : craving the misery only you bring 〈 — ♚

[kotoxwari]

tumblr I order you to not mess up my post s dnfklsd

#【ＯＯＣ． ╱ ʙᴇᴀɴ ɪꜱ ᴛᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ】 #ROAAARRSSS

[scepter4-blue-blog]

" So why are you still here?" [ spectrum-overload ]

BRING ON THE ANGST 

    Hidaka could feel his emotions beginning to twirl rapidly out of control. He wanted desperately to get a hold of himself, but nothing, NOTHING he did seemed to make Fushimi budge. What was he trying so hard for? Why did he continue to embarrass himself, hurt himself  over and over again for HIM? 

   Fists clenched at his side, he drew in a breath before the words began  to spill out like a knocked over bottle of ink. 

         “ I don’t understand you! I don’t understand how someone can        actually WANT to be alone? I just don’t get it! ”

  Body shaking he looked down to the floor, not able to meet his gaze, voice growing softer as he went on. 

        “ I may not know a lot about you... I know I can’t replace what you lost...          but I thought I could at least try and be your friend, to just-- ” 

  The blue broke into a silence, too emotional to continue to he took one  last glance at Fushimi before dashing out of the room. 

                  What a waste.

#answered; #wow i hurt myself #dnfklsd #Anonymous

[kiingsroar-moved]

          Early morning  ,     and Lucifer felt COMPELLED by his dream to play .     It had been a long time since he had felt her presence ,         since she had visited him in a dream. It was enough to bring the great demon to tears ,     but he pushed them back. Instead ,     he dusted off the piano  ,        sat down and began to play what he felt was in his heart .     He was sure the sound was enough to wake the others  ,    to have them QUESTION what Lucifer was doing playing the piano again but for once it didn’t bother him on what his brothers would say .   Instead  ,    his fingers moved and he played his goodbye to his dearest sister. 

#open. // lucifer #feeling the piano and lucifer today #definitely believes he has the talent to just write songs on a whim when he's really feeling #hes an immortal being what else you gonna do right ? #dnfklsd

[kiingsroar-moved]

    Hmmm, I got this sexy image in my head where Lucifer’s got his coat off, his sleeves rolled up and he’s walking out of a dark room cleaning blood from his hands with a sick smile on his face cuz he just spent the day torturing Diavolo’s enemies. 

#he's a sadist #and if u dont think he'd enjoy torturing diavolo's enemies #and wouldnt wanna do it /personally/ #fite me #dnfklsd #【ᴏᴏᴄ. // ꜱʜᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴇ ɪɴ ᴄʟᴀꜱꜱ?】 #[ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴ. // ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴇᴀᴛ && ᴍɪɢʜᴛʏ ʟᴜᴄɪꜰᴇʀ] #this is the closest i get to a luci covered in blood #idk but I love when characters are half beaten near death #and still gettin' up #OOOF #DSNFKLSD

[kiingsroar-moved]

THOT METER

       ‘ Sounds about right. ’

#im screamin g #dfnklsd #let this be my ic thing I do tonight before retiring to mobile #dnfklsd #ᴅᴀꜱʜ ɢᴀᴍᴇꜱ. // ᴅᴇᴠɪʟ’ꜱ ᴘʟᴀʏɢʀᴏᴜɴᴅ #𝒪𝒪𝒞. // 𝓈𝓊𝓇𝓅𝓇𝒾𝓈𝑒 ! 𝐼𝓉'𝓈 𝒶 𝒷𝑒𝒶𝓃𝒹𝒾𝓅 !

[magickbrew]

🍓

how is my muse typically seen by others? does it ring true to who they really are? does their reputation matter to them?  

           Freya is very much an open book, there is very little she is really closed off about. She’s all about experience, she loves living in the moment and doesn’t believe she can be her best self is she’s hiding things about herself. She does have some doubt though, her magic and her identity as a witch is where most of her insecurities fester. Growing up, her coven would make her feel like she didn’t belong because of her powers being boxed in. She was never in the same skill level as other witches and so when she’s around magic users she tends to be a little more on the nervous side. 

          Her reputation isn’t something she really cares for, she is who she is and she’ll slam the door on anyone trying to tell her she’s wrong for it. She strives to be a good person, and as long as she’s doing what’s right and follows her heart, what others think is entirely their problem, not hers. 

@queensconquest​ || 𝐅𝐑𝐔𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 || ACCEPTING

#queensconquest #this is why she gets nervous around solomon lol #dnfklsd #✉. ᴀɴꜱᴡᴇʀᴇᴅ ╳ 𝒸𝑜𝒻𝒻𝑒𝑒 𝓃𝑜𝓉𝑒𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓈𝒸𝓇𝒾𝒷𝒷𝓁𝑒𝓈

[kiingsroar-moved]

       I don’t go no free time, all my shit expensive.

#i shoudnt be allowed to listen to cardi b #dnfklsd #i turn into a ho #i mean im always a ho #but ya know #she hypes me up #【ᴏᴏᴄ. // ꜱʜᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴇ ɪɴ ᴄʟᴀꜱꜱ?】

[kiingsroar-moved]

          Flops dramatically on the table. 

#nkfdklsfnsd im finally homeeee againnn #dnfklsd #ᵒᵒᶜ. ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ᶠʳⁱᵉⁿᵈˡʸ ⁿᵉⁱᵍʰᵇᵒʳʰᵒᵒᵈ ᵈᵘᵐᵇᵃˢˢ ~ !

[kiingsroar-moved]

MUN && MUSE 

Tagged by: @zorkaya thank you!  Tagging: @queensconquest, @echowoven, @tclesnmirrors, @opsequen @diiamour, and whoever else !! 

#DNFKLSD #this is soooooo cuteeeeee #idk if its weird or not #but like I identify as bi but i feel more pan #cuz honestly I'd date anyone #ᵒᵒᶜ. ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ᶠʳⁱᵉⁿᵈˡʸ ⁿᵉⁱᵍʰᵇᵒʳʰᵒᵒᵈ ᵈᵘᵐᵇᵃˢˢ ~ ! #ᴅᴀꜱʜ ɢᴀᴍᴇꜱ. // ᴅᴇᴠɪʟ’ꜱ ᴘʟᴀʏɢʀᴏᴜɴᴅ

[magickbrew]

          Gonna write up those starters tomorrow! Give it some time to settle. Since I stayed up until 7am writing smut I am def gonna call it early tonight. Night my sweets!

#im crazy #but it was worth it #the thirst for solomon is real #and valid #and everyone needs to know it #dnfklsd #goodnight !! #☾ 𝑜𝑜𝒸. // 𝓈𝑜𝓇𝓇𝓎 𝓌𝑒'𝓇𝑒 𝒸𝓁𝑜𝓈𝑒𝒹. ☽

[kiingsroar-moved]

@queensconquest​ 𝐑𝐎𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐃: Winks at. ( Yukari & Kuroh )

             Blades CLASH against each other in a rhythm that Kuroh felt he was slowly getting used to. Again and again they would meet and draw their swords, battle after battle. Each and every time the black dog getting just a little bit closer in becoming that blossoming flower Yukari liked to go on about. It shouldn’t have mattered to him one way or another, but Kuroh found himself trying to live up to those expectations. He wanted to be and become better, he knew he could. 

          Metal clashes once more, their blades grinding against one another as they now stood close their faces just inches apart. Yukari was enjoying himself, there was no question about it. It was painted clear as day on his face, the way his eyes glistened when Kuroh did something he deemed beautiful, and it was a look Kuroh had begun keeping a watchful eye out for. Wanting more of it.

        Its here that Yukari gives Kuroh a playful wink, probably trying to ease him up from looking so serious. There’s a hint of a blush that dusts over the black dog’s cheeks and he quickly moves to brush it away. 

        ‘ Quit playing games, Yukari ’

𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 // 𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆

#queensconquest #i love it when they battle tho #kuroh is all work and no play with these things dnfklsd #[ ɪɴ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ. // ᴋᴜʀᴏʜ. ᴛʜᴇ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ᴅᴏɢ. ] #ᴀɴꜱᴡᴇʀᴇᴅ. ᴋᴜʀᴏʜ. // ᴍᴇꜱꜱᴀɢᴇ ꜱᴇɴᴛ ! #yukuroh. ♡ －－ ♥ ╱ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛꜱ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛꜱ

[kiingsroar-moved]

i love u so much and ur writing is fantastic!!! I get super excited whenever you post

SAY WHATEVER YOU WANT ABOUT ME ON ANON, I HAVE TO POST IT WITHOUT ANY COMMENT

#EXCUSE IM CRY #dnklfndskl ughhh you guysss #im so happy you like my writing #and my luci #dnfklsd i was super nervous i might not be good enough but you guys really #really changed that perspective #im so happy fnilsdfn #Anonymous #【ＡＳＫＥＤ ＡＮＤ ＡＮＳＷＥＲＥＤ． ／／ᴍᴇꜱꜱᴀɢᴇ ꜱᴇɴᴛ !】