#vaincxnt

[artisticide]

vaincxnt

          So, this was where her son worked. Catherine’s eyes drunk in the spacious, wide walls littered with Avery’s creations. Awe grounded into her eyes and stance as she stood before his largest canvas piece. Masterpieces, she called them. Even though her son fervently denied that (an artist thing, she figured). Avery denied a lot of things she did. Like visiting. Ever since his first relapse, she hardly saw her one and only child unless it was special occasions. But even that was cut down. Thus, her untimely visit. He would fight her, of course. But she expected that and came fully prepared to fight back. Her head turned when she heard the door open. But rather than seeing her son, a beautiful female entered. A moment’s pause before Catherine greeted the woman with a warm, yet curious, “Hello.”

[rovgefonce]

— vaincxnt liked for a starter.

     What a genius idea for a business. And it seemed so... legal. It wasn't very expensive, but he could hardly imagine the money they must rake in every day. ( Actually he could. Probably not as much as an investment agency. But still. ) Japan was truly an intriguing country.      "Pleasure to meet you! My name is Lewis Edevane."

[riff-raff-tales]

@vaincxnt

Well, that’s a first. He’s actually kinda offended about that? Still, he searched in his pockets until he found his ID, holding it up with a defiant look in his eye. “Is this really necessary?”

[generiiclove-blog]

     vaincxnt !

    Clicking the lighter in his hands to life, he glanced down at her. “It’s late. I’m not gonna ask what you’re doing out here so late -- but go home. You’re gonna make people worry.” He leaned against the door jam to the entrance of his home, a slightly unamused look on his features as he looked at the young girl. 

[italianpsychologist-blog]

vaincxnt

“Please don’t bother me.”

[artisticide]

vaincxnt startercall

            ❝ Anais, I’ve been driving for an hour now, with nothing to go on but your instructions. I don’t know where we are. Where we’re going. Or when we’re getting there...-- If there’s a place at all. ❞

[jeremiahmostwanted-archived-blog]

❤

Our two muses break the bed during sex. Send ♥ for mine’s reaction.

“Oh yeah, you like that baby~?” He whispered into Anais’ ear as he pounded her roughly. He was so into the sex right now, he felt like he was never going to stop and he was enjoying it. He could feel himself close to cumming until he heard some kind of creaking sound. He leaned over to check it out, then the bed started to fall through and down to the floor. “Holy s***!” He quickly got a hold of the female and got off the bed. When he saw his bed in that state, he just laughed. “Guess I did you too good that my bed couldn’t take it.”

[artisticide]

vaincxnt startercall

      ○ Groaning internally (and externally), Avery finally made his way into his apartment. Two weeks stuck in his studio, finishing a huge project. He was finally done. And he looked and felt like death. Seeing the familiar, messy place brought a new relief to the artist. He didn’t make to his room, as he instantly collapsed in the hallway just inside the door.

[immond-e-blog-blog-blog]

                                                   vaincxnt

                        “ small. “ was the only word that left his mouth as he           was trying to get across the sidewalk. “ you’re in my way. are           you going to move or not? i got things to do. “ Yeah, so much           to do -- like, go to Mcdonalds and buy ten cheeseburgers.

[artisticide]

vaincxnt startercall

      ○ His fingers walked across the down the spine of her back. Avery hummed, simply admiring her unblemished back as she laid out beside him. ❝ Did you know there’s a spot right on the small of your back that, when pressed, stimulates pressure? ❞