#omixm

holy shit explotes into confetti i don’t even know how to caption this

          【♞】    "Two and a half hours of patrol... Two and a half hours of absolutely nothing..." Muttered the soldier as he sat upon the remains of a cinder blocked wall, it's height lifting his feet a half a meter above the ground. The amount of demons in this particular area had decreased by so much that there was a high chance Ukito wouldn't even catch a glimpse of one this evening. It was relieving really. Fighting demons was terribly stressful for him if he were to be honest with himself. But the lack of work made the busy-body feel lethargic, which happened to be the one feeling he disliked the most. He needed to keep himself entertained.

        ❝--Damien!!❞

                  There are knocks.                          Loud ones.

                                       There's a storm coming.                                                     A cold front.

that can be her face when she see’s Damian shirtless——-and i think it’d be cool if you do make one uvu