#thread: daimon

🔱 -- “Maybe you should mind your business, McKay. You’re not the boss of me.” 

⛧ -- “I don’t really think white is your color. I much preferred you in black. And marked.” 

⛧ – “Me? Never stopping? Pot, kettle. You’re the one who never stops flaunting his perfect ass.” He motioned to his own body. “Now if you’re proposing to do something about it... I’m all ears.” 

[ to billy ] I will have you know that I know more than you. 

🔱 -- “I am who I am, and I refuse to apologize for that.” 

⛧ – “I resent the implication that I am, in any shape or form, a fuckboy.” 

⛧ – “Stephen. To what do I owe the pleasure of welcoming you into my ancestral home?” Daimon asked as he stepped aside to let the Master of the Mystic Arts come into his home, his arm outstretched in the direction of his library slash study. “I was about to have some tea.”  

⛧ -- “I don’t see how my dating history is relevant to this conversation.”