Okyesi May Be Evil And Morally Corrupt But Im Also Incredibly Beautiful And I Think That Makes Up For

ok yes i may be evil and morally corrupt but i’m also incredibly beautiful and i think that makes up for it honestly

Anonymously send me your favorite detail about how I play my character.

I will publish and respond OOC.

tired of walking on eggshells pretending like i don’t care about shipping when i do actually. sue me but i crave romance and i think it’s fun to write. i WANT to ship my characters. i don’t care if our first interaction is setting the foundation for a plotted ship. the best part is this still doesn’t mean shipping is my main focus but god the purist culture the rp community has developed around shipping and painting it as some moderately taboo thing that you should only ever indulge at a strict minimum is so exhausting. ship with me.

love was complex, something he didn't know could possibly exist. after all, he heard the words before. love between husband and wife going sour, love between family— those church walls hadn't lied. humans tend to make matters complicating when discussing love; love was simplicity. love was acceptance. his idea of love was an illusion. something he was spoon—fed and nurtured upon in hopes that he will find someone too. that was before he became this .. beast—like creature.

heavy was the head that held the crown of thorns, a king of nothing. ruling over a small church, looming in the halls— painfully bored and unamused by the sounds of children playing outside during the day. his new life was torment, to watch others appreciate the life he hadn't. then a summer child with the touch of grace came along, raising him a question that he avoided for decades.

could death itself love something beyond him? humming to himself at the gentle caress, leaning into the comfort without realization. he was seeking out, hopeful. but her question brought him back, as he bit down on the inners of his cheek. “ always. but love isn't something to fear? "

msg    -    sent     ›    nope, that's me threatening.

msg    -    sent     ›    left without saying goodbye or a kiss, man.

msg    -    sent     ›    an ass move if you ask me, so your dick will suffer for your crimes.

I love that you keep the 🦇spooky🦇 vibes without it being cartoony. It’s a beautiful balance.

cried for three whole hours upon reading this.