Hello! I'm Wes, Returning (again) After (another) Hiatus. This Is An Independent, Very Selective Dual

hello! i'm wes, returning (again) after (another) hiatus. this is an independent, very selective dual oc blog. features various fandom-related au's to choose from (dbd, bleach, sdv, etc.). carrd.

personals will be blocked.

soryn stirs from his sleep, shielding his eyes from the morning sun as they flutter open. turning onto his side, he sees ophelia still beside him, still seeming to be asleep. a smile forms on his lips and he reaches out to gently move some hair from her face, leaning in to kiss her forehead. he couldn't ever tire of waking up like this, beside the woman he loves. this sweet, beautiful woman... the light of his life. there's little soryn wouldn't do for her, to see her smile, to make her happy, to keep her safe. seeing her eyes open just brings a bigger smile to his face. " good morning, my love. did you sleep well? "

@cursedblessed / starter call.

she doesn't understand this. what is this place? what is going on? agatha's too frightened to speak, though it seems the ones here with her were willing to help her and try to explain as they did so. this was some sort of trial that she has to survive? that just seems to raise more questions than give answers, but maybe once this is over, agatha can get someone to explain it in better detail. she has to make sense of all of this.

trying to keep her heart and breathing calm, agatha works on a generator. there has to be a way out of this place, right? there was no way this was allowed to go on! can't someone stop this? a bit lost in her thoughts that were racing a mile a minute, it takes her a moment to realize her heart was racing again and the hairs on her arms were standing on end. what? agatha looks up just as she sees a masked man lunge at her with his knife, a startled yelp leaving her as she falls back on her ass and scrambles back, quickly hurrying to her feet to get away from him. hide, she has to hide! weaving through the halls of the building, she manages to find a little nook to hunker down in, her hands clasped over her mouth as she attempts to steady her breathing.

@coolrpblog / starter call.

" i am happy to see you as well, my darling. " their smile grows and they return the tender kiss, listening to her speak when she pulls away. " oh? nothing too dangerous, i hope. you have been taking care of yourself, yes? " soryn asks, expression becoming a little worried. sure, they know it would take more to kill her, and even harm her, but still. they can't help but worry sometimes.

BASKING IN THE LOVE OF THE DEMON, THE HOMUNCULUS PURRS. Content is the word Lust would use to describe how she felt, something so foreign when it came to humans. [ but to soryn, it seems second nature. ] The way the demon tilted her head up to plant a kiss caused Lust to cup the hand that covered her cheek with claw; --- Relishing in the moment of peace she was enjoying with them. ❝ I am simply happy to see you. ❞ Lust spoke against their lips before pecking them gently when tender lips. ❝ I have been looking for information; --- I have been hired for some work, but it is over now, I'm here now. ❞

Name: Frank Morrison Age: 22 Do you like to cuddle?: Kinda? Can we make-out?: yes A night in or dinner out?: I like nights out Ice cream or chocolate covered strawberries?: Both? What makes you a good Valentine?: :) Would you cook for me?: I can't cook :( Would you let me cook for you?: Only if ya want

for aggie

vday application.

" aw, frank, y-you're adorable. " she giggles and then nods, leaning up to kiss his cheek. " i-i'd be happy to cook for us, but as you like nights out, i-i'll book us a reservation at this really cozy restaurant. y-you'll l-like it a lot, i promise!! a-and then we can go see a movie a-and maybe a drive, and then maybe... you could come back home with me. "

samael held his nose in what appeared to be pure disgust, waving his handkerchief towards soryn, " a shame the cat dragged you in from the nearest landfill. begone. you'll ruin the value of my precious figures. "

...

licks all of his 'precious figurines'.