“What did you say. .?” x.com/raisedtokickas…

Perks his ears back. “. . I'm incapable of human love.”

“Yes you did. .” Cute, blue pouting. x.com/raisedtokickas…

Wobble of the lip, pointed cartilage perked back. x.com/raisedtokickas…

“What's so bad about sharing a bed?” Head tilt. x.com/raisedtokickas…

“Sleeping with someone is just sharing a bed, right?” x.com/raisedtokickas…

“Oh— . . Ah. Where's your. . Braid?” x.com/raisedtokickas…

“I almost forgot. Then. . I'm afraid I don't know how to. . Humanly. . Do it. . Unless my human body wakes up.” x.com/raisedtokickas…

Just a thought? Was it sad he wanted to know what it's like? “Could you. . Bring me somewhere?” x.com/raisedtokickas…

||: son of lucifer? His hellishly gay son?

||: IM GONNA MAKE IT x.com/raisedtokickas…

“RDA center. Downtown.” He nods, playing with his Na'Vi identification bracelet. x.com/raisedtokickas…

“The program that helps me with this,” He gestured to his body, which was starting to depress him. x.com/raisedtokickas…

“I don't know. I—” He steps along side the shorter, beginning to walk. “—I miss being normal.” x.com/raisedtokickas…

||: @beelzebubminx

Falls on his side. —#Offline pic.x.com/jmQZdW8V6Z

“Morning,”

||: When your muse is being a douche canoe

||: follow me everywhere. And be fab and whatnot. My muse sucks today because of David Bowie's death. RIP my man

||: I'll be on —Ｂ． Ｙａｓｈａ Ｂａｒｎｅｓ