#soulcessed

soffness for feral cuties // @soulcessed​

 when he settles himself over her like a human blanket, the hound can’t help but smile. he’s nervous but ever bold, maybe it’s one of those things she’s come to adore about him. now if he would just accept that he was stuck with her, they would be alright. not that she has any intention of letting him go. one set of arms wraps around him, and another cradles his head to her. and the third? well hope he doesn’t mind her squeezing his rear. he was effectively trapped against her and for once, she hoped he didn’t want to leave.

🚀—“Jｏｉｎ ｗｉｔｈ ｙｅｓｔｅｒｄａｙ'ｓ ｆｏｅ ｔｏ ｓｍａｓｈ ｆａｔｅ,

                                                    💫 — ａｎｄ ｇｒａｂ ｔｏｍｏｒｒｏｗ'ｓ ｐａｔｈ

                                                                             ｗｉｔｈ ｏｕｒ ｏｗｎ ｈａｎｄｓ!”

   Ah, caught right in the act. There was no point in denying the very blatant facts.

   The Beastman took a deep breath, and ignored the tinge of heat to his face, at being so unguarded with his curiosity. It had always been quite a strong trait. Feline eyes drift from the inhuman speaker, for just a moment’s worth of self-reproach, before Viral’s olivine gaze trained again, upon the stranger’s countenance.

    ❝That - ...that’s fine, don’t worry about it.

 I apologize for my lack of discretion; but I’ve never seen a being like yourself, before, and I’ve... certainly put a few miles behind me. I’m not suggesting that I’ve already seen all there is by any means. But still. It was surprising.❞

 His attention flickered all over the demon’s physiognomy -- gleaning as much visual input as he could while he spoke. The blond’s fascination was unbridled, even with all the diplomatic considerations he offered, verbally. A feral quality permeated his otherwise idle curiosity. It wasn’t as though Viral was necessary hunting the eldritch entity, but he was seemingly pleased with the novelty before him, in a candid, fearless way that only the truly adventurous -- or at least, the truly immortal, could display.

  Having committed the brief but amusing interaction to a lasting memory, the chronicler’s expression warmed some, with tapered ivory slipping from behind a faint smile.

 ❝Now that I’ve seen and spoken with you, I won’t forget you.

     A photograph isn’t necessary for that.❞

                                      🐾—ɪ'ᴍ ʜᴇʀᴇ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ʜᴇʀᴇ ,                                           ‘ǝɹǝɥ ǝɹ'noʎ ǝsnɐɔǝb ǝɹǝɥ ɯ'I

                                             ʏᴏᴜ'ᴠᴇ ɢᴏᴛ ᴀ ᴘʀᴏʙʟᴇᴍ ɴᴏᴡ!”                                              “!ʍon ɯǝןboɹd ɐ ʇoƃ ǝʌ'noʎ

eyes just give a playful roll in sockets as he CRACKS his knuckles as if it was going to be something difficult for him to handle  ;  like lifting heavy boxes or pulling the sword from the stone.  louis gives a quiet snicker as he's tagging along to follow & hands come to settle on blaine's thighs that soon ROAM their way upwards.      ❛    since ya asked so NICELY !    ❜      a snarky remark just as louis leans in to kiss the goat right on the nose.  his fingers ?  still moving their way up  ,  cupping that 'tween spread legs while finding the zipper.  oh  ,  what a tricky little thing !

neema being an asshole | @soulcessed

      three sets of arms fold over her chest, nose twitching at the smell of tobacco. his fear is delicious and the hellhound wished she could eat him up. he smelled just like prey and how delightful it was to note that he knew someone was higher than him on the food chain. plump lips curve into a sharp-toothed grin, baring every pointed curve before she moves closer, stalking toward him and she leans down to meet his gaze.     ❝ ━ comin’ t’ check ya out? ‘ave ya noticed me before i noticed ya ?❞ mirth dances in vibrant, golden gaze and one hand reaches out, fingers tenderly cupping his jaw. 

their expression doesn't change as thumb idly flips a page of his book.  he's been there before.      ❛    well  ,  that's quite the BIG task y'er takin' on then.    ❜      this is how they suck you in & how you’re stuck with them.

❛    I usually have my boys go out 'n break into things if we're DESPERATE for food or something.  why th' hell do you want to bother with a gas station ?    ❜      that is quite a pathetic choice if you were going to choose a place to bored-break in.  the were huffs as he passes a glance at blaine.      ❛    plus they don't have anything GOOD there.    ❜      the best thing three is probably a twinkie.