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[jesterwriting]

HIIIIIIIIIII GUESS WHOSE ALIVE!!!!!! THIS FUCKIN GUY!!!! LMFAO

ive been logged into my main account recently these past few months because ive been busy working on my longfics that i post on ao3 instead of oneshots i post on tumblr. ill be back on this account one day…. but….. IN THE MEAN TIME

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[jesterwriting]

HIIIIIIIIIII GUESS WHOSE ALIVE!!!!!! THIS FUCKIN GUY!!!! LMFAO

ive been logged into my main account recently these past few months because ive been busy working on my longfics that i post on ao3 instead of oneshots i post on tumblr. ill be back on this account one day…. but….. IN THE MEAN TIME

if anyone wants to keep up what im doing you can follow me on my main @gribblehusband and my longfic sideblog attached to my main @gorbo-longstocking or you can check out my ao3 LINK HERE

with that im off to log back into my main where i will no longer see notifications here so like. 🚪🚶🏻💨

[jesterwriting]

HIIIIIIIIIII GUESS WHOSE ALIVE!!!!!! THIS FUCKIN GUY!!!! LMFAO

ive been logged into my main account recently these past few months because ive been busy working on my longfics that i post on ao3 instead of oneshots i post on tumblr. ill be back on this account one day…. but….. IN THE MEAN TIME

if anyone wants to keep up what im doing you can follow me on my main @gribblehusband and my longfic sideblog attached to my main @gorbo-longstocking or you can check out my ao3 LINK HERE

with that im off to log back into my main where i will no longer see notifications here so like. 🚪🚶🏻💨

[jesterwriting]

chibi comms for @jesterwriting!! tsym bro >:DD

[jesterwriting]

[crawls out of my hole] im alive!!! ive been on my main these past month or so working on an undertale longfic but the one piece worms will return someday >:3 if you wanna know where to find me im on @gribblehusband usually but i do log in here from time to time to check in and make sure nothings on fire hehe

this acc may be radio silent for some time or switch to another fandom to write for randomly but im keeping all my one piece asks in my askbox because I WILL be getting to them it just might take me a bit

another update! but i have a job now! yippie!!! making that money :3

if you have any questions feel free to ask :3

[jesterwriting]

pairings: trafalgar law x reader

contents: smut, fluff, soft!law, sleepy sex, use of “good girl”

word count: 1.2k words

note: HI THIS IS MY SECRET SANTA GIFT TO MANDIE!! i hope you enjoy it, i wanted to give you soft law moments so here you go. [dribbles this like a basketball and tosses it at you] merry late christmas @mandiemegatron ily and i hope youre doing well >:3

You were warm. From your head to the tips of your toes, you were warm. Law mumbled in his sleep, one hand on the back of your head drawing you closer to his chest where you could feel the rhythm of his heart. You hummed softly, and brushed a lock of dark hair from his forehead. For once, he looked at peace, his expression slack and no longer hard or drawn in concentration.

Like a cat, he snuggled his face closer to your palm. You chuckled, allowing yourself to cup the side of his face and brush your thumb against his stubble. With a small sigh, his eyelids fluttered open.

“Did I wake you?” You asked.

Law hummed, the corners of his lips twitching into a teasing smirk. “You may have.” He placed a gentle kiss on your wrist, right over your pulse. “What do you plan on doing to make it up to me?”

With a giggle, you pulled his face, and his smirk, closer. “What do you have in mind?”

He thought for a moment, exaggerating the gesture with an upward roll of his eyes. You watched the show with your own smile growing by the second. It was the moments like these that you loved, when Law could be playful and loving. It was a stark difference from his usually reserved demeanor, a Law that was only for your eyes to see.

“I can think of a few ways.”

You didn’t let him continue that train of thought. Unable to help it, with those gold, half-lidded eyes and teasing smirk, you pulled him into a kiss. Law’s lips melted against yours, moving in slow, languid motions betraying his sleepiness from earlier. He cupped your cheek and pulled you closer to him, legs tangled together under the covers. Law’s fingers traveled from your cheek to get lost in your hair, and with a light tug, he stole a moan from you. Swallowing the sound, you felt his lips twitch upward. He was proud of himself. It made your heart thunder in anticipation, knowing full well the direction the night was about to take. What had started as innocent would soon turn into a delectable passion you could never deny.

As if on cue, Law flipped you into your back, his body hovering over yours. With great effort, he pried himself from your lips to gaze into your eyes, his own full of affection. “Ready?”

You smiled and gave him a quick peck. “Always, Law.”

A chuckle rumbled in his chest. He was so close, you could feel the vibrations echo through your bones. Those long tattooed fingers that you couldn’t help but admire prodded at your mouth.

“Open.”

You obeyed happily. That earned you another pleased chuckle, a sound you would never grow tired of. Law slipped his digits past your lips into the warm cavern of your mouth. His skin tasted salty as you swirled your tongue around them, eliciting a low groan from your boyfriend.

“That’s it. That’s my good girl.”

You would respond if you weren’t currently preoccupied. With a ‘pop,’ Law removed his fingers from your mouth and trailed them down your exposed stomach, past your navel, and to your waistband. He toyed with the fabric before slipping them into your pants and between your folds, already wet from your earlier makeout session.

“Is kissing you really all it takes,” He asked rhetorically.

You were halfway through a fond roll of your eyes when his fingers slipped inside of you. Biting back a moan, your breath caught in your throat, and he laughed to himself as he drank in your expression. Law curled his fingers. He slowly pumped in and out of your pussy with a wet squelching nose. Fire ignited in your veins, scorching you from the inside out as he found that sweet spot deep inside of you. You let out a moan and pressed your lips to his. Tongue met tongue, Law’s grinding down on yours while he fingered you, hungry for more. When his thumb pressed against your clit, you couldn’t help but cry out.

Before you could fall over the edge, he pulled away. You whined and shifted your hips upwards, only to be met with a laugh. “Someone’s desperate. You can take it, can’t you?”

Desperate your ass. You could see Law’s need straining against his briefs, a wet stain of precum evident on the front of them. He was the one whose will was breaking here, not you. If there was one thing you knew, it was that Law could make you fall apart on his fingers more times than you could count. Not this time though, he needed to feel you around him, tight and wet, pulling him deeper inside of you.

“You’re the one who's desperate,” You countered.

Law only huffed in response. You watched his thumbs hook around the waistband of his briefs. Normally, he would make a show out of shimmying out of them, make you watch the motion of his hips, fabric caught at the base of his dick, begging to spring free. Not this time, though. His underwear was around his ankles before you had time to blink, your own pants not far behind. You fought a pleased grin. Law was acting like a man starved. It made you feel warm that only you could get him in this state.

The head of his cock teased your entrance for only a moment before he was sliding inside of you with a moan. Feeling full, you grinned up at his expression, his eyes squeezed shut in concentration, lips parted ever so slightly as he bottomed out. You reached for him, wrapping your arms around his neck to pull his lips to yours. Law kissed you. Not a long drawn out one, but several small ones across every inch of your face. Love made your heart swell, and your stomach tightened with pleasure when Law began to thrust deeper into you.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” He muttered against the shell of your ear. “I can’t take much of this.”

His admission made your cunt pulse, drawing another moan from Law. His forehead met yours, golden eyes gazing into yours with so much love, it made you lightheaded. You moaned as Law’s hips snapped to meet yours, again and again, the rhythm growing more eager with each second that passed. You knew he was close when he got sloppy, and sloppy he became.

He gasped, stealing a kiss from you. “Are you close?”

You nodded and brought his hands up to your breasts. His thumb circled your hardened nipples as your spine tingled against his ministrations.

“Fuck, I can’t-” He slammed into you one final time, his cum painting your insides white. Through the haze of his pleasure, he rubbed your clit until your own irgasm hit you like a truck. You arched your back off the bed and dug your fingers into his back. Law crooned, “That’s it. Just like that.”

It was hard to catch your breath for a moment. You panted heavily, only stopping your heavy breathing to allow Law to pepper your face with kisses. First your jaw, then your cheeks, then the corners or your lips, before he cupped your face and pressed his lips to yours. You fondly smoothed back his hair.

“I love you.”

Law’s eyes softened as he smiled down at you. “I love you too.”

[jesterwriting]

Bold Choice

Featuring: Shanks

Reader: GN

CW: Mentions of alcohol, (kind of potential for) Exhibitionism, Fingering (reader receiving), Penetration (reader receiving), NSFW, MDNI

A/N: This is my Secret Santa fic for the incredible @jesterwriting. Merry Christmas, bb. Sorry it's a little late. I hope you enjoy ❤️❤️❤️

Banner by: @buggyandthebartoclub

Page break courtesy of: Pngtree

Wake up, eat, work, eat, sleep, repeat. You didn't choose the monotonous life, it chose you.

Every day, your mind was filled with wondering. Imagining the adventure filled life of traveling the seas. The freedom and excitement that must come from each unpredictable day. An escape from the mundane.

That didn't mean that nothing exciting ever happened. Ever since Gol D. Roger's execution and the dawn of the great pirate era, your home island saw more than it's fair share of pirate crews seeking fame and fortune.

Including your favorite crew, the Red-Haired Pirates. A crew so incredible! So amazing! The captain, a Pirate Emperor, worth over 4 billion beris alone!

You'd seen them once. Every member of the crew jovial and full of life. That was when you had begun to want something more. Something different than the life you'd been saddled with. To longer work in a shop day in and day out. The day you wanted to become a pirate.

That was several years ago now. Yet here you were, still working in a shop. Still daydreaming about the life you could have had if only you had been given a different life. If only you had been born a pirate.

The village was buzzing. A mixture of anxiety and enthusiasm greeted you at every turn, which only ever meant one thing: a pirate ship was docking.

That alone was enough to create a flurry of excitement through you. It took all of your self control to not run straight for the docks. To appear nonchalant despite the overwhelming curiosity bubbling inside you as you imagined which crew found their way to your island this time.

It wasn't long before you found out though. Not long before boisterous laughter and loud, cheerful conversation filled the streets as the Red-Haired Pirates sauntered down the village's main road.

This was it. This was your chance to make an impression. To show that you had what it takes to be a part of one of the greatest pirate crews of all time. You just had to wait for your moment. A moment that would come sooner than you thought.

One thing that followed the Red-Haired Pirates where ever they went was a party. And that was exactly where you would made your move.

Nothing in your entire life could have prepared you for a celebration with Shanks' crew. They weren't even partying for any reason from what you could tell. Like they were drinking just for the hell of it.

After 3 days and nights of food and sake, you weren't even sure how you'd survived. As you lay your head against a rock face, eyes closed, you heard the unmistakable sound of footsteps in the sand. With a single, exhausted eye, you peeked at your intruder.

Red-haired Shanks, with the charming grin he could only have won from a demon, sat beside you. So close you could feel the warmth radiate from him. You could smell the sweet, sea air on his body and see every detail of his sun-kissed face. Each weathered line and scar from countless adventures, the rough stubble on his chin. Each new sensation of him sending warmth through your body.

His gentle voice roused you from your musings.

“I gotta hand it to you, I haven't met a lot of people that can keep up with us quite like you did,” the chuckle proceeding sending a delightful chill through your body as you both looked around at the passed out members of his crew, asleep on the beach.

His eyes were warm and friendly as they met yours. The lump in your throat hard to swallow as you finally got your moment to speak to him, but nothing came out. But Shanks, ever the gentleman, carried on for you.

“I can't help but wonder why you're here, in a village, instead of out there,” he gestured to the alluring sea before you. “You'd make a decent pirate. At least you have the stamina to be one. So tell me,” dark eyes met yours once again, “why are you here and not out there?”

Finally managing to find your voice, you answered.

“I was born here. Raised here. I never really had a choice. It would have been different if I had been born a pirate.”

His hearty laugh caught you off guard. A gentle nudge in your side and a warm, lingering hand on your shoulder assured you that he wasn't teasing you. His soft gaze almost made you melt, soothing away any tension in the moment until only admiration remained.

“I may have been raised on a pirate ship, but I wasn't born a pirate. We aren't born as what we become, we choose this. Every day is about choosing what you want to be, what you want to do.” His voice became softer, warmer as he continued. “What choice would you make? Right now?”

Without thinking, you closed the gap between you. Your soft lips meeting his wind-chapped ones in a gentle before pulling back quickly.

“That was quite a choice,” he spoke softly with a light chuckle. “I meant in regards to being a pirate.”

His hand cupped your jaw as you went to pull away, keeping you close and bringing you closer. “Can't say I'm disappointed though.”

With a seductive smirk, he pulled you back into a kiss. More fervent than yours, hungrier, needier, his mouth claimed yours. The sweet taste of sake still on his tongue as it parted your lips with ease.

A hand on your waist guided you down to the sand. His body hovered above yours, enveloping you in comforting warmth. A firm thigh pressing against your sex sending arousal through your core.

Your soft moans devoured by his mouth while he ground against you. Fingers combed through red hair as you held him close. Body in sync with his, the exhilarating pleasure flowing through your body in pulsing waves with each movement.

Kiss swollen lips met your neck, joined by teasing bites and soft growls. Experienced hands found their way beneath the fabric of your clothes. Warm, calloused fingers stroked along your soft skin, memorizing dips and curves of your torso.

“Are you still content with this choice?” His whisper was heavy with lust and warm against the freshly marked skin of your neck.

A simple nod was all he needed. His long cape became a makeshift blanket on the sand beside you. Strong hands guided you to your stomach atop it before traveling down to unfasten your pants, freeing your lower body and exposing it to the cool sea air.

A spit soaked finger found it's way inside you. Languid movements slowly stretched you allowing space for another digit. Each stroke was slow, calculated, deliberate, done only to prepare you for what you both wanted as delicately as he could.

He wanted to hear the long, soft moans that he coaxed from your lips. To feel the slow rolling of your hips as you guided his fingers deeper inside of you.

Nearly too much to bare, he couldn't help but free himself, stroking his erection with the same slow tempo he was using to pleasure you. As your legs began to shake, he positioned himself between your legs, removing his fingers and pressing himself slowly inside.

His hand covered your mouth quickly as a loud moan escaped you and his voice whispered teasingly into your ear. “Hush now, don't want anyone to wake up.”

You nodded obediently, but his hand remained. It held firm as he pulled out slowly. Firmer still as he pushed back in. Your eyes shut tight as you tried to remain quiet, but his mouth against your neck, each grunt and moan that vibrated against your skin, only brought you closer to the brink of uncontrollable ecstasy.

“I can feel you getting closer,” low, grunted words sounded by your ear. “Can feel you tighten around me. I'm not gonna last much longer like this.” You could feel the smirk with his confession.

His thrusts became quicker, desperate to bring you to your high before he reached his own. Each drag of his cock inside you brought you closer and closer to release, driving your climax from you until your body trembled beneath him.

With a satisfied sigh, he pulled himself from you, spilling his load between your legs onto the black cloak beneath you. A few gentle pumps along his shaft pulled every ounce of pleasure from within him.

Steady hands helped guide you away from the fresh stain, helping to redress your passion weary body. Warm arms wrapped around you in a comforting embrace while heartbeats calmed and breaths steadied.

“I wouldn't mind having you on my crew, y'know,” face nuzzled in your hair, he whispered softly. “But it's your choice.”

[jesterwriting]

HI JESTER

i have been thinking abt u today just want u to know i looooooove u and hope things are going well for u!!!!!

WAAAAAAHHHHHH HI CILLE ILY IVE BEEN WELL MY QPP WHO I HAVENT SEEN IN ALMOST A YEAR IS OVER AT MY HOUSE RN AND WE ARE HANGING OUT AND ITS EPIC!!! PICKS U UP AND SPINS YOU

[jesterwriting]

hellooooo from the Surgeon of Death featuring Bepo 🐻‍❄️

[jesterwriting]

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[jesterwriting]

'kiss me forever till my lips part together, hold me so close till you devour my sweater, touch me so softly and caress me so gentle, love city baby, let me be your adventure' and Ace possibly? Prefer smut. but sfw is fine, too!

aww i love him sm, i'm so glad you asked for this combo!! i had a great time writing this, ace is just so cute and i picture him as kinda obsessed w/ u here but its all out of adoration. hope you enjoy! also two fluffy bedroom fics in one day? please forgive ya girl loves a trope! ace x gn!reader (!) c/w: smut, morning sex, loving sex, piv, spooning, creampie, flufffff, ace loves you sm.

“Hold up, firefly,” a raspy, tired voice murmurs out before a, rather warm, grip tightens around your forearm, foiling your attempt at retreat. You’re not upset that he caught you, though you huff in faux annoyance regardless just to tease him. “Who said you could get outta bed yet?”

“Ace, I’m hungry!” you whine, shrugging your shoulders and tilting your head around toward him with big, pleading eyes, your expression crossing into a frown when you see that his eyes aren’t even open as he’s talking to you.

Your attempt at charm fails anyway when you’re pulled back into his chest, one arm lazily draping over your side. “That’s too bad, sweetheart. I’m still tired,” Ace yawns, leaning his head forward and nuzzling his face into your hair like a kitten. “Besides, nothin’ to do today anyway. Jus’ stay with me for a little while.” 

You curl in close at his side, letting your head rest on his bicep and resting your hands on along his torso, letting the heat of his body warm your skin. His eyes are still closed, but there’s a sweet little sleepy half-smile drawn across his lips that you can’t resist. 

“Ace?”

He hums in reply, the arm on your waist trailing up your back as he traces circles into your bare flesh. Ace’s touch is so gentle, even if a little slow and sluggish in his motions. You feel his palm flat against you, his fingertips slightly heated on your tummy in just the way he knows you like. It’s a soothing embrace, and you find yourself exhaling in delightful bliss. 

And how easy it is for you to lull back into his welcoming arms, to feel your eyes grow heavy and your breathing still as the rise and fall of his chest lures you into a sweet respite.

–

You're stirred awake by something wet treading up your neck. It takes a moment for you to comprehend just what's happening, but soon enough you're conscious enough to realize that not only have you rolled over, but Ace's lips are seemingly attached to your neck.

It tickles, and you can't help but to giggle softly. “Aceee!” you coo sweetly, fingers entwining with the ones tight around your waist. Ace replies with a low chuckle, slurping open-mouthed sucks to your flesh and grinding his pelvis into you, his hard cock pressing into the curve of your ass. 

You lean into him, rolling your hips backwards and along his length. The gesture earns you a quiet groan close enough to your ear that it makes you shiver in excitement. 

“G'mornin’,” Ace murmurs, the hand at your waist inching up slowly towards your chest. “Y’know, I think you taste even better this early.”

“You’re so needy,” your playful tone doesn’t go unnoticed by the pirate, and you squeal gingerly when your teasing is returned with a squeeze to your nipple. 

“Only ‘cause you’re so pretty,” he muses, his tongue tracing the shell of your ear, a delicious and oh-so-inviting taunt that’s low in your ear and sets your veins ablaze with want. Ace’s cock twitches against you, and the tension rises to a boiling point when you arch your back in return. “Shit, babe, can we-?” He huffs into your ear, breathing in the scent of your skin as the roll of his hips quickening in pace in tandem with his breath.

“Yeah,” you mewl, rolling your hips and parting your legs enough for him to position himself with ease. “Yeah, I want you, Ace. Please.”

The sound of his name sounds so fucking good when it falls from your lips, the way your tired voice mixes with your desire for him, each breathy whine or sigh that you make for him - its nearly enough to make him cum then and there.

Ace aligns himself to you with one hand, the other still holding you tightly against him, and sinks into you. The finality of his cock stretching you inch by inch at long last makes you squirm, a relieved moan befalling you as you’re filled, the tip pressing delectably onto that spongy spot within you.

“You feel so good, firefly,” Ace whines into your neck, content to enjoy how you feel around him for a moment. It’s a warm feeling, something more than just wanton lust. Something bigger and better and more powerful makes this moment feel even better to him. “Fuck~ I love ya so much.”

Overwhelmed with emotion, you respond with a gentle turn of your head to capture his lips in a passionate, amorous kiss that makes Ace groan into your throat. He slowly slides himself within you, a gentle pace for a gentle moment. A hand finds purchase at your hip, that same warmth still hot on his palm and making you arch into him. 

Your tongues dance sinfully together and Ace finds it easy to lose himself in you once again. His rhythm quickens, the sound of his thighs meeting yours now very clearly audible in your ears. Your cries of elation ring within his ears like a call to song, the heat radiating from his fingertips heating at your hip, white-hot sparks fly through his body, and it’s all too good, too perfect.

With a cry of your name does he finish within you, rutting his hips wildly and painting your walls white with release. Ragged, breathless whines of intoxicated ecstasy tumble into your neck while he rides out his high, hissing sharply in delirium each time your inner walls tighten around him.

Ace holds you close, still sheathed inside of you as the moment dies away. His arms reach around your middle, hands tracing mindless patterns on your chest. You almost think that he’s fallen asleep again, though as you try to ease yourself off of him, the grip around you constricts, keeping you in place.

“Not so fast, bedhead,” he buzzes into you, rubbing his face into your newly messy hair with a grin. “Who says we’re done?”

[jesterwriting]

madscientist!Law anon here! Is it okay if I identify as 🕷️? I think it will be easier for you!

I accept not only snacks, but also a full meal, you're sweet and I'm not just staying for this au, but to follow all your work. I am guilty and I admit the crime of having read ALL of your works religiously and becoming more and more passionate.

I want to thank you for the answer, I was afraid of sounding rude cause don't speak english often. stay safe and have a great week, honey! ❤️

OMG SORRY IT TOOK ME SO LONG TO ANSWER THIS <333 thanksgiving happened and ive been so exhausted *lays down on the floor* and MAN i cannot explain how much it means to me that youve read all my works and enjoyed them i am picking you up and hugging you. and you dont sound rude at all your english is wonderful you stay safe too and have a great week

[jesterwriting]

[jesterwriting]

note: it’s gonna take me a while to be able to get this Sanji thing done due to motivation but I don’t want to completely abandoned not posting so enjoy this little prompt i wrote for buggy :)

content: jealous!buggy, slightly suggestive, maybe a bit over all the place, not proof read

word count: 637

Buggy held the back of your head gently as the other kept its spot on your hip, his eyes were full of desire but also the hint of anger/jealousy.

Shanks laughed along with his crew as his hand began to slowly wrap around your shoulder, Buggy was watching from across the bar intently as he saw how close and comfortable Shanks got to HIS partner. It pissed him off and what more was the cherry on top? The way Shanks leaned over and whispered in your ear, causing you to shiver and turn pink in blush.

Buggy didn’t even let you open your mouth before he pressed his lips hungrily against yours, you were shocked and let out a small gasp as he did so. But there wasn’t a point in fighting anything, you melted into his kiss your eyes closing. Buggy didn’t waste time with your comfort as he licked your lips asking for access, which you happily obliged. The kissing turned heated quickly with the ways that the two of your tongues fight over do in and Buggy’s falling as the victor. You moaned at the way he took control his hands slowly wondering down to hold both of your hips and grip them tightly, after what felt like hours he pulled away and he instantly pressing pepper kisses against your jawline.

“Buggy…” You say out of breath trying to attempt to move your hand up to grab his face and push him away, but he didn’t allow and pushed your hand back down. You began to feel worried, Buggy was usually this forward but never was he just silent. “Buggy.” You push against his lower body causing him to finally detach himself from you and you stare up at him with furrowed brows. “What’s wrong with you?” You ask him and watch as his pupils slowly grow smaller, “Shanks is my problem.” He spits out going to reach back to kiss your jawline but you are quick to press your hands against his chest. “Shanks? What about him?” You ask him worry washing over you.

Buggy only rolls his eyes instantly loosing his mood to try kissing you, he walks over to his bed and sits down. His elbows rested on his knees as his hands held his head, his hat slowly falling from his head. “The way he can make you all flustered and easily flirt with you.” He admits and your eyebrows raise slightly, you made your way over to him and gently knelt down in front of him grabbing his hat. You brush the bottom of the hat getting the dirt and dust from it off, then placing it on the table beside his bed. You stare at his hat for a moment and admiring the colours before turning to look at Buggy, “You mean what he whispered to me earlier?” You ask him.

Buggy’s eyes immediately look up at you and furrow, How did you know that so easily? He hated how easily you read him. You only giggled in response to his expression, “He whispered to tell me how you were staring at me, I got flustered because the thought of you watching me made me a bit nervous.” You tell him and watch as his facial expression contorts between emotions, “Really? You are nervous about me watching you?” He asks you, in response you nod to him. Buggy watched you for a moment before he grabbed your cheeks and kissed you again, then pulling away after a minute. “Of course! I mean, I’m just that amazing of a boyfriend I make you flustered simply by being in my gaze!” He lays and smiled his cheesy smile, you smile back at him as he turned back to his normal self.

[jesterwriting]

calling up his girl crush just to get yelled at

[jesterwriting]

isn't it funny that bloody mary was a sleepover horror story but now its an alcoholic drink. imagine in 12 years we have a new cocktail called the jeff the killer

[jesterwriting]

kinda going through it rn