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exflore · 10 years
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Does anyone wanna do a thread? cx
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I find this so adorable :3💜
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... I'll show them all to you.
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Every dragon has its secrets...
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So there I was, ready to take a shower. I mean, I was dirty, a little greasy, a shower was not such a horrible idea. People take showers, amiright? Of course!
I get naked.
FULL naked.
REAL naked.
I’m talking the exact opposite reason why you ever went to your grandmother’s house.
No cookies. Blatant nudity.
That’s how folks take showers these days, right? Well, I pull back the curtain…
And there it was.
This…thing…sitting on the little soap/shower/pube shelf. Not a care in the world, like it’s been there for years. “What the fuck is that?” I think to myself.
Now, what follows is the exact pattern of thought that took me from rational human being to Sloth in 3.4 seconds.
“Is that a Red Lobster cheesy biscuit? Holy fuck that’s a Red Lobster cheesy biscuit. OMG why would someone leave that unattended. Those things are so delicious. I’m gonna eat the fuck out of it. Man, I can’t wait to see whoever left it’s face when they come back to find that someone ate their cheesy biscuit’s fuck. Ohhh boy.”
Then my brain sent a message to my arm that said, “Reach for that cheesy biscuit, bitch. WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR!?”
As you must already know, we are all contractually bound to make a dickload of mistakes throughout our lifetime. Some of those mistakes are so big that they forever hinder our world and warrant entire chapters in our children’s history books. However, most mistakes have the dubious providence of merely haunting one’s soul and festering amidst the subconscious for always and eternity.
This was, nearly, one of those.
If my adjacency to failure could be measured, the only possible unit of measurement to appropriate it would be “baby condoms”. And no, I do not mean those horrendous papoose-like titty-cribs that the slovenly carriage their spawn around in in Wal-Mart, I mean condoms that a baby would wear.
My adjacency to failure was roughly 1 and a half Kiddie Trojans.
I’m not sure what stopped me, be it cosmic or supernatural, but it gave my brain just enough time to ask itself some rather important questions regarding this little tub treasure. Questions like:
“WHO, THE FUCK, WOULD LEAVE A CHEESY BISCUIT IN MY SHOWER?!”
And inquiries such as:
“AND WHY WERE YOU GOING TO EAT IT, MORON?!”
Seriously, was I so hungry that I would wantonly disobey all the integral conditioning and survival imprinting my parents bestowed upon me like the ever important, “Um, don’t eat that biscuit retard, you don’t know where it’s been or whose it is and also you found it in the shower.” in order to satisfy something so benign as a munchie?
That, I’m sorry to say, was pretty much my reality.
An early morning introspective psychological evaluation of a sad, hungry, naked man who almost ate a bar of soap.
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exflore · 10 years
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Send "I lied. I did cheat on you." for my character's reaction.
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How to Train Your Dragon (2010)
Alright, I admit it. This is pretty cool.
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exflore · 10 years
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Send me a ‘♥’ if you would like to fuck my muse.
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"you ready, bud?"
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exflore · 10 years
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    "Well, yea. Mother doesn't let me. She has a good reason too--" Punz shrugged, running a hand through only a minute section of her blonde locks before her attention had been turned back toward the brunette.
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   ”Y-You have never cut your hair?” Hiccup repeated in disbelief, even though it made sense because of the incredible length but, why?
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Hiccunzel has become my number one Punzie ship and it's fuckin cute as fuck and needs more recognition in my opinion >.< It seems like everyone ships Punz with Jack and don't get me wrong, I love Jackunzel to death, but I just think her and Hiccup fit together better cx
JDJWOFOWOKVKV I tagged the ask I reblogged but the tags aren't showing up for me >.
cx i can’t get over how cute that is
Hi I’m Cheyenne but you probably already know that
but yes thank for the compliments i get so flattered when people like my Hiccup c’: or me
So yes. Let us be friends! :D 
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     "Oh--" Her face fell instantly and she was suddenly clouded with regret and a feeling of uneasiness bubbling in her stomach, and she felt completely alone. Because she hadn't meant it in a friend way, she'd had feelings for Hiccup for quite a while now and she'd thought-- no, she'd hoped he'd felt the same.
     His next words, she'd caught just barely, and thankfully she did, because if she hadn't her world might have come crashing down around her. So she'd been right, he did have feelings for her. She hadn't been thinking at all when she'd reached up toward him and pressed her lips against his, because she hadn't given herself time to think, but in that moment she felt more alive than she ever had before, and it was amazing.
"Do you love me?"
"I-I’m sorry, what?" Hiccup stammered, slightly taken aback.
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exflore · 10 years
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Send Σ(O_O;) for my characters reaction to having their clothes unbuttoned/unzipped by yours.
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