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Indie & Selective canon American Horror Story: Hotel rp.

donovan.

Heavy nsfw / triggering content.

Mun & Muse are 21+.

Multiverse, Multiship, OC & crossover FRIEDNLY.

Written by Teresa.

tracking: iintravenovs

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      The mouth on this one was easily detestable, for the record. It was
all the more reason to make good on the threat–though,  he  was  very
selective with whom he had under the knife. Donovan, was it? He was
a  familiar face at the hotel–not that Sebastian had the displeasure of
speaking to him often. He was,  however,  beginning to know just who
made a home of the place.     That tended to happen when you were a
frequent guest.

      ❛ Yes,  kill  you. ❜  It was spoken incredibly casually,  considering.
❛ If you learn to watch your mouth, however, I might reconsider. ❜

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      The scoff that withdrew from Donovan was more than enough to tell the tale of the
EXTREME arrogance that the man possessed. However, that of course was
assuming that the other wasn’t aware of such already — which was an extremely
unlikely scenario, but alas. He was taking this threat rather lightly because in Donovan’s
mind,
nobody could touch him. Nobody wanted to touch him — of course, unless it
was
THAT kind of touching. Still, as previously noted, Donovan had a mouth on him;  
just as easy as it was to land him in certain situations, he was certain that he could just
as easily help himself out. The man had one hell of a charm and he knew just how to use
it, no matter how subtle.

     ❛ Right. ❜ Bending over, he reached out across the table to put out his cigarette on the
empty ashtray before straightening himself up to lock blue hues onto the opposing man.
He spread both of his arms out vertically, lifting his chin up with an extremely cocky
expression on his face. ❛ Let’s go. Kill me then. ❜