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"Well... To be fully honest, I'm not too sure." The archangel paused, pursing his lips as he hugged Micah closer. "I wish I did know, really. Last little while is just a blank."

I Missed You. || Meekee x Charlie

"Oh, I love you too, Charlie." Micah giggled lightly under his breath as he nuzzled into the angel’s side. "Where have you been?"

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Charlie grinned sweetly, pressing a gentle kiss to Micah's head. "Love you, Meekee." He murmured, purring deeply.

I Missed You. || Meekee x Charlie

Micah couldn’t help, but let out a soft giggle as Charlie pulled him close. The sleeves on his over-sized sweatshirt flapped their way around the angel in a quick manner. “I missed you too.”

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I Missed You. || Meekee x Charlie

Charlie twisted his arms around the taller boy, hugging him close with a low purr. "I missed you."

awxkeandunxfraid

#baeee

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"Nah." Charlie murmured, giving a high-pitched giggle as his wings leaned into Micah's hands gently."You are definitely cuter, Meekee."

"Is that my shirt?"

Micah looked down at the piece of clothing that was a bit roomy on his frame, and attempted to cease the growing grin on his lips. “Maybe..”

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Charlie purred deeply, hugging Micah close as his six large, white, gold-spotted-and-striped wings fluttered gently. "Cutie." He teased softly, letting out another high pitched giggle as he nuzzled the top of the other's head.

"Is that my shirt?"

Micah looked down at the piece of clothing that was a bit roomy on his frame, and attempted to cease the growing grin on his lips. “Maybe..”

#aw omg why not #tickets are only like #36.50

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Charlie giggled, kissing his cheek again playfully. "I do. I love you lots, Meekee."

"Is that my shirt?"

Micah looked down at the piece of clothing that was a bit roomy on his frame, and attempted to cease the growing grin on his lips. “Maybe..”

#oh btw #I have a ticket and vip pass/meet n greet pass to asking alexandria on december 6

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Charlie bit his lip and giggled softly. "Dork." He teased, gently, leaning up and kissing his cheek lightly.

"Is that my shirt?"

Micah looked down at the piece of clothing that was a bit roomy on his frame, and attempted to cease the growing grin on his lips. “Maybe..”

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Charlie shuddered silently before whimpering out a high-pitched moan, wings spreading as far as they possibly could, even straining against their limits. He purred lowly, voice shaking as he pressed his face into Frank's neck as soon as the other pulled away, biting down on the scorpion to muffle another low moan. "M-More..."

"So... you wanna make out?"

Charlie paused, glancing up at Frank as a grin spread over his face. “So… Yes?” He teased softly, stepping forward and tugging him forward by his shirt.

#whispers fuck I just saw the thing #also frank is very very very wrong because charlie will only beg him to do more

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I HAVE ABSOLUTELY NO TRIGGERS AND WILL RP ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING UNDER THE SUN. THE DARKER THE BETTER.

timelordcurse:

But I will also respect everyone with triggers and tag everything. If I ever make you uncomfortable please tell me and I will fix it so you’re comfortable.

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Whether it be for a one night only AU, a seasonal 1x1, or a group roleplay, feel free to use any of these. Some are dark, some are spooky, and some are simply for fun. Enjoy!

The Picture of Dorian Gray - Just as in the novel, your muse possesses a portrait that chronicles all their nefarious behavior while their bodies remain unblemished and ageless.

Gotcha - A group of friends play Ghosts in the Graveyard in an actual graveyard. While in the dark, your character’s shoulder is gripped from behind and they immediately assume the role of “ghost” in the game. They run into the friend who was “it” and learn that person never tagged them.

Hansel & Gretel - Two characters follow a trail of Halloween candy, assuming some trick-or-treater must have a hole in their bag, but it leads inside a house no one has been known to inhabit for decades. 

Well, isn’t that bloody typical? - A character who is actually a vampire goes around town entering various costume contests, hoping to win a little extra cash, and is offended when people with clearly fake fangs and stereotypical costumes win instead.

The truth will out - Your muse’s reflection starts revealing their true thoughts and feelings in public (i.e. your character avoids looking at their crush but the reflection stares; they smile politely at their rival but the reflection rolls its eyes or cracks its knuckles menacingly; they pretend to be interested in what a person is saying but their reflection falls asleep).

Tricks are a treat - A couple of usually friendly ghosts decide to have a bit of Halloween fun. They find teens using a Ouija board and make it spell increasingly melodramatic or menacing messages, grateful that the mortals can’t hear how hard they are laughing as they do so.

Frankenstein - Your muse lost the love of their life in a tragic accident. Unable to let go, they toiled for months on end as they searched for a way to bring life back into their eyes. Two years later, they have a breakthrough. However, what they failed to account for was that, while they could reanimate the body, what they could not bring back was the soul.

Be careful what you wish for - Your muse throws a coin into the fountain at the mall and wishes for their ideal partner, giving a very detail-specific list of traits. When the clock strikes midnight that same night, there is a knock at the door. They open it and come face-to-face with someone who matches their description to the letter. Just one problem: their dream date has been dead for fifty years.

A burning question - Your muse invites the person they like over to carve pumpkins. They agree to meet on your character’s front porch. Your muse has set one aside for the other person, but their crush arrives to find your character surrounded by SEVEN pumpkins, all turned away where they cannot be read. The crush asks what they could possibly need with seven pumpkins, but your muse’s answers are vague. When their crush finishes their pumpkin, it’s finally time to put a candle inside each one. They light the wicks and then your muse turns their cluster of pumpkins around to spell: Will You Go Out With Me ?

The Caller (in honor of my mascot) - Your muse begins receiving calls from the past. Believing that much alone took convincing, but things take a harrowing turn when the conversations become threats and people start going missing. There’s a chance this phantasmic messenger is not long gone after all, but waiting in the shadows for their chance to strike the fatal blow.

A walk in someone else’s shoes - Several characters are in search of unique costumes and decide to sift through some old boxes in the attic. They select their attire and go to the party as planned, but the spirits of those who wore the garments years ago take over and people begin noticing bizarre differences in their personalities.

Freaky Friday - Your muse wakes in a body that is not their own, wearing clothes that are covered in blood. Where is their original body? Whose are they inhabiting now? What has this person done, and will your muse be the one to pay the price?

Hocus Pocus - Your muse is one of three witches resurrected by a virgin lighting the Black Flame Candle. If they do not wish to be dust by sunrise, they will have to hunt down enough sources of vitality to preserve their temporary youth and beauty.

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#charlie

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(via Frankenstein Brown Rice Krispie Treats - Fork and Beans)

#likes

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Freeze! You’re under arrest for being so nice and cute. Copy this message to 10 other blogs that you think are beautiful and deserve it. Keep the game going and make others feel beautiful ❤ (ﾉ´ヮ´)ﾉ*

#out of ink #fuhkfrnkenstein #asked and inked

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I want to see something, Reblog if you're older than 13 and younger than 25.

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Ah yes, the shower. The perfect venue for planning stories and reveling in the knowledge of having limitless power over your characters.

#or n my case #I make them fuck #ehehehe

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it takes ten seconds to tag something and forty five minutes to hours to calm down from a panic attack. think about that for a second 

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Love-Hate Relationship with Facial Hair || SMUT DRABBLE || Charlie x Vin

Charlie wasn’t sure if he wanted to escape the grip Vin held on his hips or rub himself raw on the half-nephilim’s face.

He had a love-hate relationship with Vin’s beard, and this is one of the many times where both of those feelings conflicted; with his fingers twisted into the fallen’s shaggy, almost white-blond hair, Vin’s scratchy beard rubbing against Charlie’s soft-skinned, slightly pudgy hips and the half-faerie’s warm, wet mouth wrapped firmly around Charlie’s cock, the angel didn’t know how to feel. So, he let his hips take control; his fingers wound so tightly in Vin’s hair that the larger man let out a whine and leaned into Charlie’s hands, only to gag slightly and relax his throat as the smaller angel easily began to fuck his mouth, hips rocking slowly but roughly.

Vin grinned around the barely chubby angel, glancing up at him eagerly as he nuzzled his face closer, grinning as best as he could upon hearing the sharp, conflicted whine that fell from Charlie’s lips. However, it was cut short as Charlie ‘scolded’ him with a rough thrust as he pulled Vin’s head forward, causing him to gag again and pull back enough to catch his breath before being pulled back down.

Charlie whimpered highly, dropping his head back as he leaned against the kitchen counter, wings trembling violently as the larger male’s teeth grazed along the underside of his thick cock, drawing another yelping moan from the tiny angel’s lips. As Charlie drew his hips back, Vin sucked, causing a friction and a tug that made Charlie feel as if he were going to hit release right then and there, but he didn’t. Instead, he let out a soft cry, rutting his hips against Vin’s face; at this point, the porcelain skin around his length was scraped and tingling from the scratching of Vin’s beard, making Charlie whine and push at his head, before pulling him back down with a whimper.

Vin smirked slightly, twisting his tongue around Charlie and squeezing; he grunted a little, noticing almost immediately at how that simple motion set off the little angel. Charlie yelped and whined, trailing off in a low, jerky moan as his hips shuddered to a stop, pressed firmly against Vin’s face. He whimpered, doubling over Vin as his fingers dug into his scalp slightly, groaning lowly as he spilled a thick, sticky mess of cum into the blond’s mouth. Vin forced himself to stay still until he knew for sure Charlie’d finished completely, before slowly pulling back with a grin as he lapped at his lips, tongue toying with his lip ring. He moved back against the counter slowly, gently pulling the trembling, panting angel down into his lap, nuzzling his head slowly. “Better, Char?” He murmured sweetly.

Charlie nodded slowly, face flushed. “B.. Better.” He murmured, curling into him slowly. Maybe he liked the beard more than he wanted to admit.

#quietly reblogs because I'm an attention whore #nsfw