104, M Buscando A (ambos), ⚔Mors Semper Vincit⚔, Soltero/a
Estatus: My, My, those eyes like fire. I’m a winged insect, you’re a funeral pyre…I’m a waking hell and the gods grow tired…reset my patient violence… grow back your sharpest teeth, you know my desire. {Sleep Token ~ Take Me Back To Eden}
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Massacre “Good Morning.” A slight blush fell upon features as he tried to hide it with slight scratching of hims cheek. “Think I got a pimple. “ >_> - Ayer |
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UItraviolent Peppers kisses over his features. “Good morning.” - Ayer |
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Massacre Cuddles upon her side, latching on like a koala chomping on some cucumber. ._. - Ayer |