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behindthe-lens · 6 years
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I'm mainly over here now
Me anti
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behindthe-lens · 6 years
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psa
*appears*
hello i have a rk900 muse now, ive had him for a tiny bit and I was wondering who else had a rk800 to go with him
help my angry child find deviants that is all 
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behindthe-lens · 6 years
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Diam nearly jumped at the man's sudden touch, but quickly relaxed. He wrapped his arms around the other, burying his face in Anti's chest. "Not short. And I've had to look over a really important case over seas. They grabbed me last minute for it. I tried to text you!" He said looking up at his friend with a frown. "You...feel bony. Are you okay?"
🍸 What would you do without me?
SEND 🍸+ A QUESTION AND MY MUSE WILL ANSWER WHILE DRUNK
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     Oh lookie, lookie! His best friend  roommate  has returned from who the fuck knows where. He gives him a sloppy smile, arm thrown over the other’s shoulder to pull him close. ❝ The  fuck  you been, short shit? ❞ Anti asks with a giggle. ❝ A̷p҉-Ap͜p͝arently I drink. E̸xc̕e̡s͜s͢iv̨ely.❞ The demon hasn’t slept in two weeks, hasn’t eaten in even longer, and don’t bother asking if he’s remembered to have water. It’s a miracle Jack’s his body hasn’t completely shut down.
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behindthe-lens · 6 years
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Waves
Hi! I dont use this much anymore but I still have my bbies. Message me for my discord to hang out or rp with me!
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behindthe-lens · 7 years
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Send ( ✨ ) if we haven’t interacted yet, but you want to.
Send ( 🌛 ) if you would rather I send you memes to start interaction
Send ( 😃 ) if you want to plot with me
Send ( ❤ ) if you want to plot a ship with me
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behindthe-lens · 7 years
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sooooo anti’s on this blog now. I cant be bothered to make another blog for him. I might later.
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behindthe-lens · 7 years
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Diam sighed and rubbed the back of his neck. “I mean... I kinda signed up for being held at gunpoint at one point or another when I became friends with you in the first place. So I kinda just expect it.” He said putting a gentle hand on the man’s shoulder, he thought he would be the one crying after this but... “I don’t want perfection Colonel. Perfection doesn’t even exist. I like you, even if we fight and you annoy the shit out of me sometimes- It doesn’t stop all the good moments before that. And you’re just very- I don’t know- It’s very hard to explain why I love you but I do. It’s a lot of things. It’s how you hold yourself, how you can make me laugh, how you..are just you.” He said moving his hand to the man’s back and rubbing it gently. 
"I can't take it anymore!"
“Oof!”The Colonel was stunned when he was slammed into the wall, eyes going wide when Diam pressed his lips against his. Confusion made him try to push Diam away, brows furrowed. He tried to turn his face away, and finally managed to break the kiss. “Diam, what are you doing?” he said in a quiet, solemn voice.
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behindthe-lens · 7 years
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Send “Aw, look at you squirm!” to wrap up my muse in tentacles, leaving them vulnerable for your muse.
OR send “A-A little too tight.” for the reverse.
(Remember to specify muse for multimuse blogs!)
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behindthe-lens · 7 years
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Diam continued the day taking time to speak with Marvin a bit more, taking notation of what the man liked as the game ran before heading home. There he moved a few things around, picking out a good outfit for the night. He had dinner before dressing himself in some nice tight black jeans a shirt and a hoodie. “Guess this’ll work.” At least it was darker colors to go more with the theme of hanging out with a bad boy. To be honest he was both excited and worried, Anti had acted...strange around him. But there were still things he liked about the other. He opened up his notes and looked through them before unpausing the game and waiting. 
Not Oki Doki
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behindthe-lens · 7 years
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Diam whimpered as he looked at the other. This wasn't his friend anymore. But.. maybe that person was still in there. "D-Dark please-" He said softly, mustering up enough courage to take careful steps closer to the other. He eventually made it slowly infront of the man. "Come on- you even remember me why would you want to do this? You know how I am about clean spaces.." He tried to reason, nearly visibly shaking as now he was within arm's length of the man.
‘BITE’
My muse is a vampire thirsty for blood. Right now they’drink ANYONE. Send me ‘BITE’ for your muse to be the first person my muse sees. 
Dark held his stomach as he walked. It was late… later than it should have been. He had been stupid and had locked himself in his office working, and he had missed feeding. 
Now he was here, wandering the streets, looking for a victim. And lo’ and behold, there was one now. 
Not seeing faces, Dark grabbed them hand over their mouth and dragging them into the nearest alleyway so he could sink his fangs into their neck
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behindthe-lens · 7 years
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YOU CANNOT LEAVE
THIS IS A NEW SERVER I STARTED *party poppers* 
It is exclusively 18+
The premise is that you are trapped in a house with people who can manipulate the environment around you. (You can play as this person if you want) and everyone is trying to escape. 
So please come and join!! 
https://discord.gg/E2KDzXe
*throws confetti* join me in hell
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behindthe-lens · 7 years
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Diam chewed his lip, trying to hide his face in the man’s neck. “You’re so- I mean- You’ve gotten so flirty now it’s hard to think-” He sputtered.
(the caught stealing their belongings meme thing) (for dark)
Send me the emoticon and my muse will react to your muse:
▓ = caught stealing their belongings 
Dark had walked into his room and paused, mid step at the sight of the other.
The entity was warped in front of the other for a second, snatching the item out of their hand, baring his teeth. 
“I’m not Damien, you can’t just take my stuff without asking!” 
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behindthe-lens · 7 years
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Diam let out a small needy whimper as he pressed himself against the other. “You’re- You’re tempting me-” He said, pressing his face against the man’s neck. He could feel his whole body heat up completely, it was begging to let the alpha take him but.. Diam was still stubborn. 
"Bare your throat to me." -thedarkmarkdamien
“You want me to do what?!” Diam nearly yelled in anger. He took a few steps back at that. “Like hell I will! I’m not yours to be owned!” He hissed, baring his teeth in a snarl. 
@thedarkmarkdamien
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behindthe-lens · 7 years
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Diam chewed his lip shaking his head at the other. "Dark.. That's not- We used to be friends... I'll let you drink from me if that's what you need- but I can't stay in the basement of your house. And what do you mean in whatever way you want?" He was starting to get very upset with the other, not that he wasn't already.
He walked up close to the man, clearly not about to bend over and kiss his shoe. "I will let you drink off of me, as your friend. I will even stay here. But I do not want to be kept in the basement as a toy."
‘BITE’
My muse is a vampire thirsty for blood. Right now they’drink ANYONE. Send me ‘BITE’ for your muse to be the first person my muse sees. 
Dark held his stomach as he walked. It was late… later than it should have been. He had been stupid and had locked himself in his office working, and he had missed feeding. 
Now he was here, wandering the streets, looking for a victim. And lo’ and behold, there was one now. 
Not seeing faces, Dark grabbed them hand over their mouth and dragging them into the nearest alleyway so he could sink his fangs into their neck
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behindthe-lens · 7 years
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Diam looked to the other than to the TV again. He tried hard not to think about his heat or how nicely the other smelled. He cleared his throat as he laid back against the headboard, silently watching the show. He could start to feel his scent become more potent as his skin heated up further, all of his nerves coming more alive as he sat next to the other.
He chewed his lip, determined not to give in.
“Please, tie me down so I don’t do anything I’ll regret while I’m in heat.”
“Ya sure?” Jackie questions, none the less heading to dig the cupboard for a rope that won’t kill the others flesh. “Guess it’s better to be on the safer side.” He comments, ignoring the others lovely smell as he fiddles to tie the man’s legs to the end of the bed. “Would you at least like ya hand’s free?”   He knew heats got bad, but he didn’t want it to be a torture for both of them if he just leaves Diam to his own devices. 
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behindthe-lens · 7 years
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Diam wasn't sure if he wanted the other like that. Well.. he had thought about it. Quite a lot actually. He just didn't want to ruin his friendship with the other with...sex. He wasn't even sure if Jackie liked him in that way.
"You can sit with me... And I'd like to watch some crappy TV especially since I'm going to be stuck here for awhile." He said with a small chuckle.
“Please, tie me down so I don’t do anything I’ll regret while I’m in heat.”
“Ya sure?” Jackie questions, none the less heading to dig the cupboard for a rope that won’t kill the others flesh. “Guess it’s better to be on the safer side.” He comments, ignoring the others lovely smell as he fiddles to tie the man’s legs to the end of the bed. “Would you at least like ya hand’s free?”   He knew heats got bad, but he didn’t want it to be a torture for both of them if he just leaves Diam to his own devices. 
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behindthe-lens · 7 years
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Diam smiled at the other, happy that he used a softer rope as he started to shift in his bindings slight. The other’s scent was already taking it’s hold on him. He moved into the man’s touch slightly. “You are so nice for doing this- You really didn’t have to help me with my heat.” He smiled, happy that Jackie had been so kind in all of this. “Uhm- I prefer if you stay in the room- incase I get hurt or need something...” He said softly.
“Please, tie me down so I don’t do anything I’ll regret while I’m in heat.”
“Ya sure?” Jackie questions, none the less heading to dig the cupboard for a rope that won’t kill the others flesh. “Guess it’s better to be on the safer side.” He comments, ignoring the others lovely smell as he fiddles to tie the man’s legs to the end of the bed. “Would you at least like ya hand’s free?”   He knew heats got bad, but he didn’t want it to be a torture for both of them if he just leaves Diam to his own devices. 
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