Send my muse one of the following! (Kissing)

rpmememaker:

  • "A kiss on the cheek, perhaps?"
  • "Come on, kiss my lips!"
  • "Your lipgloss looks delicious."
  • "My stomach hurts. Kiss it better?"
  • "Kiss your prince/princess’s hand."
  • "You’d better kiss my feet."
  • "There is nothing funny about being kissed on the hand!"
  • "Your neck’s really sensitive…"
  • "Kiss me somewhere dirty."
  • "What a nice squeak, I think I’ll bite that spot again."
  • "A-ah! Don’t bite there…"

(via freestyleharu)

purefoysgirl:

Oh my gosh, this is so cute!
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purefoysgirl:

Oh my gosh, this is so cute!

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frosty-flames:

origamireversed:

"What? It’s not as if you’ve got tits or anything, geez." Ivan protested as he opened his eyes, grumbling under his breath about brats. He didn’t wait for Boreas to come out, he headed off to the suits alone incase he felt the need to return the smack in the face.

"I shouldn’t have to have breasts for you to acknowledge the fact that I feel uncomfortable this way, you heathen," he spat, all too happy to have a shirt on his back again. He exited the dressing room with clothing piled in his arms. 

"How rude.."

Ivan was grumpily looking through suit jackets, sliding them roughly across the rail. What the hell was he even doing helping someone like him? He didn’t seem to appreciate it that much and there was no doubt in his mind it would just lead to trouble eventually.

"Hff…"

frosty-flames:

origamireversed:

Ivan let out a yelp as the hanger smacked between his eyes, making them water and him stumble back.

"Holy shit! What the fuck was that for?!" Ivan barked out as he rubbed the area that had been hit, those were some hefty hangers. He closed the curtains in a fumble, cursing under his breath.

"Fine, Princess. I’ll go look myself.” He had no clue as to what had set Boreas off, he hadn’t given any thought to demons having body image issues the same as humans after all.

"Don’t you have any manners? I do not wish to be looked at while I look like this!" And that may have also contributed to his two-hundred year celibacy. He didn’t feel bad at all about giving Ivan a good whack in the face, it’d been deserved in his honest opinion. 

"I’ll be out shortly."

"What? It’s not as if you’ve got tits or anything, geez." Ivan protested as he opened his eyes, grumbling under his breath about brats. He didn’t wait for Boreas to come out, he headed off to the suits alone incase he felt the need to return the smack in the face.

frosty-flames:

origamireversed:

"I can’t imagine you looking bad in anything, to be honest." Ivan gave a little shrug as he whipped open the curtain of the changing room, not giving a thought nor caring about if Boreas was actually dressed yet or not.

"Are you coming with me to look at them? It’ll be easier if I get your opinion on the sort of style you’re looking for."

Now, Boreas didn’t look anything close to Atlas in the body department. He was skinny and deathly pale and he had little to no muscle mass— and he was self conscious. He didn’t think anything of grabbing the nearest empty hanger and tossing it at Ivan’s face to keep him from getting and eyeful of his exposed chest. 

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"In the name of Lucifer, if you don’t get out of here so help me—"

Ivan let out a yelp as the hanger smacked between his eyes, making them water and him stumble back.

"Holy shit! What the fuck was that for?!" Ivan barked out as he rubbed the area that had been hit, those were some hefty hangers. He closed the curtains in a fumble, cursing under his breath.

"Fine, Princess. I’ll go look myself.” He had no clue as to what had set Boreas off, he hadn’t given any thought to demons having body image issues the same as humans after all.

stutterbugemil:

origamireversed:

Oh..”

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"I’m sorry, I just presumed. You’re so cute and all I’d have thought.. well.. Never mind!" Ivan tried to laugh it off, sometimes he forgot people weren’t always as highly sexed as he was. In fact there was a time he himself was cute and easily flustered and undeniably shy. It was hard to imagine now, really.

"I should let you get some rest. The bathroom’s just down the hallway if you need it and feel free to eat or drink anything from the kitchen. Tomorrow I’ll start asking around to see if anyone can help you get back home, okay?"

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"I- it’s alright…" Emil mumbled, pulling his hands away and looking up at the other once more. "I’ve just… n-never really been a magnet for that sort of attention or anything so I… I just don’t think it would happen." He’d never even had so much as an offer for that kind of activity outside of Marta talking about having babies with him and there was no way he was letting that happen.

The blond gave a short nod. “A-alright. Thanks again, I really do appreciate all of this.” With that said he settled back down on the couch, letting out a small yawn.

"It will, one day. You’ll met the right person and it’ll be all kinds of wonderful." Ivan reassured Emil with another smile before heading towards the door.

"Good night, Emil." He called out softly before switching the light off and heading towards his own bedroom. There was a lamp next to the couch that Emil could use if he didn’t feel comfortable quite yet.

frosty-flames:

origamireversed:

It wasn’t as if Ivan had great taste in attire either so there wasn’t much ground for him to make fun of Boreas. He too just wore whatever he liked and if it was anywhere near Japanese themed, Ivan would probably wear it.

He blinked out of his thoughts, turning his head towards the changing room as his name was called. Ivan considered it a great improvement that the demon had deigned to start calling him by name rather than using insults.

"Formal huh? I’m sure they’ll have suits some place around here." Ivan let out a huff of air, he had never enjoyed wearing suits during meetings when he was younger. "You planning on hitting up some classy parties whilst you’re here?"

"Perhaps…" He didn’t try to hide the distaste in his voice. Who wanted to have a party with a bunch of these people? If anything, the clothes would be a fun souvenir to bring home even if he didn’t get any use out of them. 

"I want to see if I look dashing in them," Boreas decided. "Or maybe I’ll look ridiculous."

"I can’t imagine you looking bad in anything, to be honest." Ivan gave a little shrug as he whipped open the curtain of the changing room, not giving a thought nor caring about if Boreas was actually dressed yet or not.

"Are you coming with me to look at them? It’ll be easier if I get your opinion on the sort of style you’re looking for."

frosty-flames:

origamireversed:

Ivan walked over to the booth as well, leaning in to hang the tops up for Boreas to try on at his leisure. He then let out a light-hearted chuckle, shaking his head.

"Of course not. You could try on everything and still not have to buy anything. So there’s no pressure. Just try some things on and see what you like, okay?" He gave the other man a smile before heading outside the booth.

With Ivan’s assurance, he began trying on some of the options. He didn’t bother to look at the price tags, simply going by what he liked. Some of it was flat out tacky, but other things he found suitable to keep. Needless to say his style was a bit eccentric. He liked wearing white clothing best and he was just now discovering studs, which he also liked. And anything light enough to keep him cool was a must. 

"Ivan," he called after he’d chosen quite a few items and had started to change back into the clothing he’d arrived in, "Would you choose some formal attire for me too? It’s necessary to always have something like that while traveling.."

It wasn’t as if Ivan had great taste in attire either so there wasn’t much ground for him to make fun of Boreas. He too just wore whatever he liked and if it was anywhere near Japanese themed, Ivan would probably wear it.

He blinked out of his thoughts, turning his head towards the changing room as his name was called. Ivan considered it a great improvement that the demon had deigned to start calling him by name rather than using insults.

"Formal huh? I’m sure they’ll have suits some place around here." Ivan let out a huff of air, he had never enjoyed wearing suits during meetings when he was younger. "You planning on hitting up some classy parties whilst you’re here?"

frosty-flames:

origamireversed:

"Pfft. You and me both, Boreas.." Ivan was pretty pale as well and got sunburnt more times than he’s care to admit. He took a step back, looking Boreas over before nodding.

"You’re bigger built than me so we’ll take a couple of sizes above mine and see what will fit." Ivan gathered up the required clothes before looking around from the dressing room. "Over here, I think."

"Sounds practical…" He walked over to the booth that had been pointed out, happy to step in there to change. When it came to his body, he certainly was a little more private. 

"So, when I try these on, is it required that I purchase them?" He had no idea how this really worked. He’d always paid tailors to come and measure him and make his clothes from scratch and he felt a little lost and not very knowledgeable. Which wasn’t a feeling he enjoyed.

Ivan walked over to the booth as well, leaning in to hang the tops up for Boreas to try on at his leisure. He then let out a light-hearted chuckle, shaking his head.

"Of course not. You could try on everything and still not have to buy anything. So there’s no pressure. Just try some things on and see what you like, okay?" He gave the other man a smile before heading outside the booth.

continuumvagrant:

origamireversed:

"There’s stairs inside of it they use to get to the top for Maintenance. We just need the key to the door first.." Ivan flashed Maus a cheeky grin. "You stay here, I’ll be right back."

And off Ivan went to investigate what the security guard was up to. As luck would have it, he was just heading off to the toilet, leaving the little office he used unmanned.  Ivan took a moment to take in the man’s looks, and in a flash of light he had taken his looks, smirking slightly to himself as he sauntered into the office without a care; grabbing the keys before leaving.

He decided to be a bit mean to Maus, remaining in this form; a taller dark haired man in a security uniform. as he made his was back to where he had left him.

"Oi..! What are you doing here?" Ivan called out in a borrowed voice, wanting to see his reaction at being ‘caught’.

Maus was a little surprised to see the security guard being the one returning to him - but he was hardly the type to be scared off from trouble.  Ivan had told him to stay, so he’d stay, and if nothing else be the one distracting the trouble from Ivan.

"Hm?  Am I not supposed to be here?" He pressed a finger to his chin, acting innocent.  Innocent, even though his stance had shifted just subtly to dive away if need be.  "But, the statue looks so pretty, I had to come get a better look!"

Ivan looked amused at the innocent look, it was a trick he himself had used many times.

"Tch~ Don’t give me that, You and that handsome blond were after something, weren’t you?" He smirked, twirling the key around his finger as he turned back to his usual form.

"Lucky for us, I’ve got it~" Ivan cooed, with the borrowed voice still before laughing softly and talking normally.

"Impressed?"

frosty-flames:

origamireversed:

There was a saying that an individual person was smart, but a group of people were morons. There was no common sense if a group of people panicked, Ivan could attest to that much. So keeping the fact Boreas wasn’t exactly human was going to be important today.

"Okay. You have pretty fair skin and light hair so I’m thinking more subtle colours would suit you better. Or black with come other colours on the trimming." He picked up a few tops and held it against Boreas, disregarding the colours that made the ice demon look washed out.

Boreas smiled his thanks. Thankfully, it seemed he had something of an expert on his hands. He looked pleased with the choices Ivan made for him. 

"Well, of course I’m pale. I do not get along with the sun," he pointed out. "…How does sizing work here? I imagine I would be fitted differently than where I am from."

"Pfft. You and me both, Boreas.." Ivan was pretty pale as well and got sunburnt more times than he’s care to admit. He took a step back, looking Boreas over before nodding.

"You’re bigger built than me so well take a couple of sizes above mine and see what will fit." Ivan gathered up the required clothes before looking around from the dressing room. "Over here, I think."

asker

origamireversed asked: 'Woof'

rosesandqueens:

origamireversed:

rosesandqueens:

Nero didn’t expect any visitors, so seeing Ivan with a puppy in his arms… Well Nero just had to rush up and embrace them both, so cute!

"That’s a dangerous thing to suggest to me, I have a lot of favourites after all." Ivan smiled back to Nero, enjoying the sight of him and the puppy being adorable together. He was glad Nero was a dog person, it meant that the puppy would bring them closer rather than cause problems between them.

"Well you can tell me all about them while we’re inside?" Smirking with his eyes and asking with his tone, thinking himself hot shit for being so smooth. Well it certainly made him happy to think he was so smooth, even if he really wasn’t. Besides the puppy looked tired and Nero had a cushion for the little thing.

"Hm~ I suppose we could stay for a little while." Ivan gave Nero a smile, always enjoying it when the taller man turned the charm on. Not that he needed to, he already had Ivan’s attention easily. But it was always nice to feel wanted~

asker

continuumvagrant asked: Maus bids... pocket change. Not out of spite, but rather, it's all he has to his name.

"Maus~ It’s the only bid I’ve got so you’ve pretty much won if no one else bothers~"

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