Blumarine Spring 2004

Theyd be so funny together.

masterlist and introduction ♡:

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my youtube channel where i upload some ikemen content that is considered costly to some players 

(feel free to request anything !! I'll upload it if i have it or can acquire it <3)

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shameless love story sale 

my birthday 1st (all suitors)

2/3 elixir of lust love points bonuses

the twins maid

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.ᐟ .ᐟ : no need to ask for permission to share screenshots or uploading whatever i post there, im cool with anything, although sharing links and rebloging what i post is really appreciated ^^

.ᐟ .ᐟ : pls keep in mind im currently spending like crazy on ikepri and ikevil so what i can provide is limited to these 2

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idk who this guy is

Leno fish

“Would you kill me, my love? If I betray you?” for the prompt thingy if it’s still open ^^ with any character you like ;)

Fyodor’s fingertips hover above the wooden chess piece— pawn. With absolute grace and consideration, amethyst eyes gaze back at you as he leans on the soft chair.

“My, my,” he rasps, head tilting to the side with his knuckles pushing against his cheek. “I have not foreseen such a question in the middle of a chess game.”

You laugh, toying with the chess piece in your delicate hand. For outsiders, the sound certainly resonates like a normal, amused laugh. However, for Fyodor’s ears, it is roses and silk; sultry with a drop of venom on its edge.

“Won’t you humor me, darling?” Your lashes flick gently, lips forming a smile. “Would you kill me if I betray you?”

Would— because you know that he can. Ending another person’s life does not keep him awake at night; it does not poison his conscience or the lack thereof. And yet the question repeats like a broken record, surrounding his head, consuming his thoughts the longer his eyes linger on yours.

Would he kill you?

Betrayal is the apex of imbecility, for both the traitor and the betrayed. Death is the only punishment for such a crime. If you were just another body in the throng, Fyodor wouldn’t even think twice.

However, you are not like many others. Not for the reason that you make everything you touch beautiful. It is the opposite. You cradle Fyodor with the heat of sin and devilry; you touch him with fire in your fingertips, burning all that is pretty to leave him with ashes and ruin. He takes you by the hand, allowing your claws to sink in and swallow him whole, because that’s all he needs, all he wants. To dance with the devil and be destroyed by you.

“Yes. I will kill you,” he finally says. “And then I will kill myself next.”

17th century needle lace.

number one hobby is CRYING AT MEDIA number two hobby is LOVING THE WORLD

ok i absolutely need to know what accents u all have pls reblog and tell me or comment or whatever I must know

howl. 🌠