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Black eyes, hellhounds, the full demonic package. you'll probably find me in my bookshop, fair prices, one book for your soul.

[ Independent rp account for Supernatural OC - willing to rp with anyone - may be NSFW - I track the tags scarlettdaemon (old url) and demonwithabookshop (current url)- I am in no way affiliated with Emilie Autumn - No gifs or pictures are mine unless stated otherwise. ]







































talesoftheseasonlords:

vivussedmortuus:

when I first met you, I didn’t know I’d ship our characters this much.

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You know who you are.

(Source: itsnotflirting)

“I’m gonna make out with you!” (x)

(Source: misslucyandherleeches)

Smut Sentence Starters

  • "Beg for it."
  • "I want to fuck you right now."
  • "I’m going to make it hurt."
  • "I’ll make sure you can’t walk tomorrow."
  • "Touch yourself for me."
  • "I’m your Master and you’ll do what I say."
  • "It’s not going to fit!"
  • "I’m the only one that would ever fuck you."
  • "Spread your legs for me."
  • [text] What are you wearing?
  • "Get on your knees."
  • "Did we fuck last night?"
  • "I didn’t know you were so kinky."
  • "I think you need to be spanked."
  • "You look good tied up."
  • "Put on a show for me."
  • "I’m not wearing any underwear."
  • [text] I didn’t mean to send those pictures!
  • "I think the condom broke."
  • "You know you like when I tease you."
  • "You’ve been a bad boy/girl."
  • "We should try adding a third person."
  • "You don’t have to be so gentle."
  • "Wrong hole!"
  • "Bend over."
  • "I’m never getting on my knees for you again."
  • You’re going to break me.”
  • "Fuck me."
  • "You belong to me."
  • "Harder."
  • "Punish me."
  • "I’m gonna cum!"

(Source: nostalgiaandcountdowns)

TheOffice[I told you I would, I did] ll HeadTeacher AU.

someoneacquiremeanothershoe:

Sam winced visibly; watching with growing concern as the Head Master’s face changed rapidly, portraying a quick succession of emotions within the space of a mere ten seconds, from one of vulnerability, to uncertainty/confusion, disbelief, and then finally a pink-faced rage. “Something very very bad.” Sam whispered to Mary, shooing her off the arm of the chair, and subtly gesturing for her to be on the defensive, and to make a quick bolt for the exit if needs be. Things were about to get messy.  He did the same to Brennan. 

"You, you-" The headmaster pointed an accusing finger at Brennan, then at the rest of the family, his outstretched hand shaking all the while. "How did you-? I can’t-" Mr Stanley stood abruptly, finally connecting all the dots, dropping the handset in his haste. "What are you?”

"Fucking monsters? D-devil worshipers?…I”m calling the police.”

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Sam remained relatively calm, and stood slowly, mirroring the Headmaster’s actions; but obviously, The Boy King looked decisively more threatening, towering almost a foot above the Headmaster and staring unblinkingly at him. “Sir, I think this meeting is over~” He declared coldly, as if there were no debate, offering Scarlett a hand, and pulling her to her feet. “You’ll receive my children’s letters of transfer through the post, ‘cause as of this moment we’re relocating.” He gave the stammering Headmaster a curt smile, before nodding. “~and I hope for your sake, this is the last we’ll see of you?” 

He left the threat open-ended, everything rested upon the Headmaster’s answer, it was his choice. Yay or Nay? Sam really hoped it was the latter, frankly, he really didn’t want to spend his evening trying to get bloodstains out of his shirt. He’d planned on paying his brother a visit. 

"Like hell it is~" The Headmaster blurted out. "I’ll make sure you go to jail for the rest of your miserable lives, freaks.” 

A grin couldn’t be helped as the old idiot pieced it all together, watching as their children stood, making sure they were both behind them before turning her attention to Sam as the headteacher stuttered, rolling her eyes at his words. 

"Firstly sir, is that such a language to use in front of these young, impressionable teenagers?" She asked, the grin still in place as she stared at him dead on, her gaze not faltering even when he accused them all of being monsters, and the very idea of them being devil worshipers when really they were a lot, lot worse made her laugh internally. Okay, perhaps not so internally. 

Scarlett quickly grasped Sam’s hand, standing as tall as she could beside him, which..wasn’t that tall. “I must agree with my husband, and I suggest you let us leave.” A hint of warning lay just below her false politeness, still holding her husbands hand and looking back at her children, smiling slightly when she saw Mary in front of Brennan, even though there wasn’t much to protect him from, she still seemed intent to. She only caught the last of what Sam had said, looking back and forth between the two men.

She had seemed vaguely good natured, despite the threats sent to the headteacher, yet at the sound of another threat against her family, she wasn’t going to take any chances. Her smile widened into something extremely fake, pulling away from Sam and leaning on the table, tilting her head as she got closer to the other man.

"And another threat like that will ensure you spend the rest of yours in a coffin," She hissed, flicking her eyes to black, just as a little scare tactic. "Or perhaps not even a coffin. Maybe just a dark pit filled with dirt,"

myself & demonwithabookshop being rock and roll dorks

heels and arrows, knives and lipstick.

(Source: mybodywakesup)

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