houseofxwolves:

_{❝Dollar menu for you —❞}

“ —— you’re fucking hilarious.”

houseofxwolves:

_{❝Nearest McDonalds —?❞}

“About a mile out—
              You’re driving.”

dirusvultura:

         “Business isn’t a spectator’s sport.”

   " —- Then what exactly is it.“

houseofxwolves:

_{❝I’d rather cut you
  into very tiny bits.
  If you’re offering}

  _{— I wouldn’t object.❞}

      “—-…
                 Buy me dinner and it’s a date.”

houseofxwolves:

_{❝I think I’ll pass, mate.❞}

“ —- you turning down a
         chance to attempt to
         kick someone’s ass?

                                Wow.”

  “ ——— yo, dumbass.

          You don’t like me.
                 I don’t like you.

                                     Let’s box.”

Masochist, much?

Armand has a thing for pain. Not dealing it out though, but receiving it. It makes him forget what is to come soon. It makes him keep his mind off of the future. He’s grown to love the feeling of metal against or inside of his flesh, the crack of his own bones, the feeling of pure pain surging through his body.

Is it a turn on? It can be, in the right situation.
But mostly, it’s a drug— something to keep him going. 

So much NSFW on the dash and Armand is just