#I'mma doin it!

[sapphire-weapon]

I love leon going papa bear on a bunch of cia agents over sherry <3 he needed to bring that energy back and whisk her outta there earlier LOL thats his daughter you assholes!!!!

they really just crushed his soul, man. I keep thinking about how completely and utterly Leon just gave the fuck up the second CIA threatened Sherry, and he never got his fight back.

he became a part of law enforcement because he truly believed in justice and fairness and equality -- that the good guys would always win, and the bad guys would always lose.

and then here comes Brian Irons to relieve him of that idea.

and then here comes Ada Wong to rub salt in the wound.

and then here comes the CIA to just coup-de-grace any lingering notion in his mind that there's any sort of justice in this world at all.

Sherry was Leon's reason for living. he consciously made the decision to not kill himself simply for her sake. and they took her from him.

after everything he'd already been through, they took Sherry from him. and suddenly the world felt like it was running on repeat, with only the worst parts coming back around again and again and again.

I'd probably give up, too.

[lynxalon]

leg.leg on her face

[daryl-dixon-daydreams]

You looked up from the cot you were changing the bedding on to see Daryl stepping into the clinic. Your brow furrowed. "Please don't tell me you're feeling sick too," you said.

He shook his head and you breathed a sigh of relief. "Good. That's good," you sighed. You continued frantically cleaning up the area around you and stuffed the dirty bedding into a nearby basket. You were about to go and retrieve clean sheets but Daryl was suddenly there holding them out to you. "Thanks," you murmured, grabbing them and getting back to work hurriedly.

He watched you flitting from task to task like a hummingbird. "How many is it so far?" he asked.

"Fifteen," you said, your face tightening. You pulled off your gloves and tossed them into the bin. "But it's only a matter of time before another walks in.

Daryl nodded grimly. He watched you pause for only a moment and you seemed to waver on your feet, passing a hand over your eyes. "Hey—why dun ya sit down. Ya look dead on your feet," he drawled.

You shook your head and glanced at the clock hanging high on the wall. "I don't have time. I need to check on Mr. and Mrs. Johnson again and sanitize more of the IV lines and containers and—"

Daryl gently grabbed your elbow and led you over to a chair. "Sit down. Ya ain't gonna be any good to anybody if ya run yerself into the ground. Have ya eaten anythin' today?"

You sank back into the chair and shook your head. As soon as you were off your feet, you noticed them aching. "No... the first wave came in at 4:30 this morning and—I don't think I've stopped since then."

Daryl chewed on his bottom lip. "Right... Sit here and dun move," he said firmly. "Drink some water. I'mma go fix ya somethin' to eat."

You made to stand up. "You don't have to do that. I can go to the pantry and—"

"Wasn't a question," he said gently but resolutely. "Ya gotta rest while ya can. I'll go grab some more people to help ya in here. Ya shouldn'ta been doin' this by yerself all day."

"I wasn't, but I sent Siddiq to get some rest," you said.

Daryl smiled and let out a dry laugh. "Course ya did. Anybody can sterilize and clean. I'll round some more people up and then I'll come back and help ya myself. And yer gonna eat."

You could see that there was no arguing and so you sank back down, letting the exhaustion settle over you heavily. "Okay. Thank you, Daryl. I mean it."

He nodded. "S'nothin'."

But it wasn't. You knew this was Daryl's way of telling you just how much he cared.

Prompt: "Have you eaten anything today?"

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[hazelfoureyes]

So a friend read the little gifts that I dropped for you, and her first question was: "They're in a hotel right? Aren't there other people???" You can thank her for this. Btw I'mma roll with the Smut Santa thing now ☄️❤️

"What the fuck is he doin' up there?" Angel mumbled under his breath as he climbed the steps of the hotel. "And why the FUCK am I bein' sent to shut him up? I'm a guest, not an employee in this dump!" He continued to grumble as he made his way closer to Alastor's room, but as he rounded the corner, he knew. Oh buddy, HE KNEW. There was no mistaking that familiar thumping noise of wood against drywall, and there CERTAINLY was no mistaking the cries of ecstasy that could be heard all the way at the end of the hall where Angel stood. "Huh... who knew he had it in him..." he said with a smirk as he reached for his phone, quickly looking for a way to record the sounds coming from his room. But that was before he noticed one of the other doors in the hall was cracked open. Quietly, Angel put his phone away and crept up on the cracked door, trying to figure out who might be listening in on something that had even him blushing like a school maiden.

"Ssshhut up before sssomeone hearsss you!" He heard from the other side, and instantly he knew - it was the drawn out S sound, and the hiss of his tongue darting out between his teeth that have Sir Pentious away. Angel clicked his tongue before he shoved the door open, knocking Pentious on his back and sending his notepad and pencil flying. "The fuck are you doin' in here, huh? Spyin' on the Radio Demon gettin' freaky?" Angel accused him, as if he wasn't just doing the same. "He's gonna kill ya when he- mmmhhh!" The spider demon started in on but Pentious, only to have his mouth covered and his arm nearly yanked out of its socket as Pentious pulled him into the room and cracked the door once again.

"Be quiet!" He hissed, one of his Eggbois bringing the notepad and pencil back to him. "Here ya go, boss!" The creature announced. Pentious hissed at him once again to shut up, and then returned to his spot by the door, scribbling something down as he listened to what was coming from Alastor's room. "I'm taking notesss for when I... for when..." Pentious started, suddenly becoming bashful as he attempted to explain himself. Angel stared at him, one set of arms crossed and the other placed on his hips as he waited for an explanation.

He knew, though. It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out that Sir Pentious had a thing for Cherri Bomb. But Pentious - being the little prude that he was (everyone was a prude to Angel... well, except Alastor, now. He made it off that list.) - quickly covered up the confession he was about to let loose. "I'm writing down everything I hear, ssso I can ussse it againssst Alassstor the next time we do battle!" He covered, flashing a toothy grin at Angel before he went back to his notes. Poor thing thought he was so clever, it was adorable.

Unimpressed, Angeldust stared at Sir Pentious' back for a few moments, trying to decide if he wanted to call him on his bullshit, help the fucker out, or use THIS against HIM later on. But then he remebered: they're supposed to be trying to redeem themselves. That was the whole point of this crapfest they've all come to call home. With a groan, Angel approached the door and yanked it open, grabbing Sir Pentious on the way out.

"Look man, he's gonna kill us both if he finds out we heard any of this." Angel griped, fighting back the urge to shudder at the slimy feel of Pentious' skin. "If ya want pointers on how to impress Cherri, I'll help ya. Just burn that notebook and don't speak about this to anyone! Capische?" It took Pentious a few moments to respond, but ultimately he agreed, slowly following behind Angeldust as they walked down the steps, his Eggbois in tow.

"Hey boss, why does the tall red guy want Y/N to say his name so bad?"

"SHUT UP FRANK!"

You

you can write every character

so well

It’s…. Unfair and upsetting and very exciting

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(Smut Santa: @synamartia) 

[moralesmilesanhour]

💆🏾🍃here i wanted to request a miles fang fic🌚ive enver done this before so idk but just a short/medium fic or scenarios of miles w fangs nd reader being obsessed w them but not in like a freaky way i. a like “omg theyre so cool/pretty way” if that makes sense😭

You got it! (You didn't specify so I made bro a vampire hope that's ok)

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"So, to recap: it's a yes on the blood, no on the sparkles, and you can walk into sign-less buildings by yourself," you listed off. You rose to a sitting position on Miles' neatly-made bed. "What about the sun?"

"Y/N, be serious right now. You saw me at the corner store yesterday morning."

"I'm just covering all my bases! You coulda just been wearing really good sunscreen this whole time."

Miles snorted as he lay sprawled out next to you. "Yeah, alright. No on the sunlight. Anything else--Aye, aye, relax!"

He frantically slapped your hand away as you tried to reach for his face. "Fuck is you doin'?"

"I'm tryna see if you got fangs!"

"How I'mma drink niggas' blood without fangs? Let's think, mamas--ow!"

He recoiled when you gave him a good flick on his forehead.

"Lose the attitude," you chastised. "Now, let's see 'em!"

Miles stuck out his lips into a childish pout. "Ask nicely."

"Fine. May I please see your canines?"

"Thank you."

Miles used his pinky to lift his upper lip on the left side, as if showing off a pair of grills. Instead, he revealed a pearly, almost blue-white canine tooth. It was at least a centimeter longer than that of the average human, curving downwards and sharpening to a deadly point. You could see why he mumbled so much; they looked damn near impossible to hide.

"And all four of them are that long?" you marveled.

He removed his finger and nodded, showing them off in an awkward-looking smile.

"They're gorgeous."

His smile dropped almost immediately and he gave you a weird look. "Whatever that means."

"It means what I said," you lightly smacked his arm, "they're very nice-looking."

"Sound like you finna steal 'em while I'm sleeping," Miles laughed.

You grinned and reassured him, "Chill out, I'm just bein' a future dentist. I get excited about nice teeth."

"Oh yeah? Then when you actually become one in a few years, I'm only going to you."

Miles took your hand and squeezed it. His palm was ice-cold.

"Thanks. If you ever need a fang pulled, I'll be sure to keep it for studying."

"You're so weird."

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[katsula]

Yo! I love your blog btw!

Speaking of which, I made my interpretation of Y/N Cookie in both genders!

And, I wanna see how does the yandere ancients and beasts feel about those two? (Oh yeah, Y/N Cookie was once a genderless cookie in one body, but something happened which made them split into two genders.)

Hmm, good question I'mma give it to you

•The ancient cookies

Well at first they were really shocked because you can spilts into two like two for victory! (Wait what am I doin, why I'm using the Markiplier reference-) Anyways back again, the ancient cookies were very impressed about you split yourself with two genders! But they always being protective!

The beasts (Aka the fallen heroes)

Same like the ancient cookies, but they don't really care at all! So they always being clingy and always being self aware to make them safe.

That's all for today bai, peace I'm outta here

[rockybloo]

I think once I start drawing Nova and Pluto again - I'mma just start blocking people who equate short adult characters to children.

I'm not arguing online or stressing out about a grown woman OC of mine that suffers from the same issue as me (being an adult that is short)

I am frequently mistaken for a kid irl because of my height

NOVA IS TALLER THAN ME FOR CHRIST SAKE and Pluto makes everyone look mini compared to them since they are 8'0 ft

Y'ALL GOT ONE DESIGN TINKER OUT OF ME FOR NOVA BUT I AIN'T DOIN' NO MORE. I AM PUTTING MY FOOT DOWN!

[yoosmekihyun]

Conversations in the Dark (M) (pt. 5)

Summary: After a series of major personal events, you decide to move to New York (in part) so you can have a relationship with your newly discovered half-sister, Karen Page. Matt Murdock and Foggy Nelson become additional important figures in your life as you navigate new relationships and figure out how to live your life.

Genre: Fluff, Angst, Smut (male and female masturbation)

Warnings: mention of death, grief, anxiety, drinking, pining (so much pining), self-deprecation, chapters with sexual content will be marked with their own warnings, violence or attempted violence (i.e. Daredevil related)

Word Count: 2.2k

Part 5

You watched Matt as he entered his apartment, vaguely aware of how good his ass looked in the jeans he was wearing. Before closing the door, he turned, slipped his glasses off, and winked at you as if he could see that you hadn’t moved from your spot in the doorway.

The click of the door shutting shook you out of your aroused shock and you quickly slipped back into your apartment. You moved in a slightly drunk daze into the main area and stood for a moment staring blankly, trying to remember what you were planning to do before Matt decided to unknowingly finish wrecking your panties. Deciding to rectify your current uncomfortable situation, you headed into your bedroom and pulled out a pair of loose shorts. You slid out of your leggings and panties and the cool air hit your wetness causing a small groan to leave you. Would it be the worst thing to take care of yourself now? Thinking about it as you slipped on your shorts, you decided to do the cleanup in the kitchen first so you could properly enjoy yourself after. You didn’t want to be thinking about the food that needed to be put away or dishes that needed soaking while you were trying to get off.

With a sense of purpose, you marched in a mostly straight line into your kitchen to get things done as quickly as possible. As you were doing the bare minimum in your anticipation, you daydreamed about Matt’s unobstructed eyes visible while the lower half of his face was buried in your cunt. The idea of his stubble lightly scratching your inner thighs as he made you come with that gorgeous mouth had you pausing and gripping the edge of your sink. After the first unenthusiastic attempt your old boyfriend made at going down on you, you decided it wasn’t something you cared to experience again, and you hadn’t. But something about Matt’s mouth and ability to turn you on more than any man you’d ever met made you want to try again.

Finished with what needed to be done, you tossed the hand towel you were using onto the counter and shut off all the lights in your main living area on your way to your bedroom. You slid your door shut out of habit rather out of any concern of getting caught and paused. How did you want to proceed? Get off as fast as possible? Or take your time and really savor your desire? You glanced at your bedside clock and decided it was the perfect time to really enjoy yourself. You didn’t have anything concrete planned for the next day and you couldn’t remember the last time you had a little drawn out self-care.

Grinning and feeling pleased with your decision, you pulled out your phone and selected your “panty dropper” playlist. Listening to the lyrics you took your time undressing as you headed into the bathroom for a shower, imagining what it would be like to have Matt help you slip everything off.

Bottles of Merlot, I can't stand up now Boy, you got me feeling so weak Your ocean was drowning me, arms wrapped around me Now I'm getting in too deep, not falling 'cause I want to Baby, you keep pushing me Don't love you 'cause I need to But it's everything you doin' to me, yeah Make music when you're moanin', from night until the morning Just tell me when you're ready And I'mma paint your body with my lips

You hummed along with the melody as you turned on your shower to let the water warm up. Pinning up your hair, you sung along softly to the chorus:

Baby, I'll do anything you want Lock me down like I'm your slave 'Cause ooh, when you're done with me I can't even concentrate, concentrate ooh I can't even concentrate, no eh yeah

Steam started to billow out of the shower stall as you stepped in. The hot water felt heavenly on your tired muscles, and you stood and enjoyed the heat for a few minutes. Inevitably, your mind wandered to Matt again and you started to think about what it would be like to shower with him. Would it be after a night of mind-blowing sex, the need to rinse your sweat and release encouraging you to slip into the shower together? Or maybe in the morning, both of your running a little late and sharing the shower to save on time and getting in a few kisses to start the day? Or perhaps your favorite, sliding into the shower with him, unexpected, and dropping to your knees to show him how much you cared for him, how much you wanted to help him relax?

This last thought sent an intense wave of arousal through you, and you slid your hand slowly down your abdomen until your fingers found your swollen clit. The first touch sent shivers down your spine as you imagined Matt behind you, softly caressing your body under the hot water with one hand as his other played you with an expertise you knew he had. You moaned softly as you stroked yourself, building your pleasure slowly. You continued to imagine the attention Matt would pay to you and how incredibly sexy it would be if he got you worked up to the edge and then stopped only to spin you around and press you against the shower tile. Lifting your leg to slide into your hot, wet, heat would make both of you moan loudly as you were doing now.

Your eyes were closed tightly as one hand rested on the shower wall, bending at the waist slightly, and widened your stance so the fingers playing with your clit could slip down to your sopping entrance. You teased yourself with one finger and slipped it inside. You knew it wasn’t enough and dreamed of Matt’s calloused masculine hands playing with you the same way. The thought of his thick fingers sliding into you sent another wave of arousal as you slipped a second, then third finger in. You fucked yourself with your fingers as you imagined him behind you, his fingers instead of yours, whispering the filthy things he wanted to do to you, and you careened over the edge loudly crying out, “Matthew!” You took your time, drawing out your orgasm as best as you could as the water began to cool on your back. Slipping your fingers out, you hissed slightly at both the mild discomfort and the emptiness you felt.

Turning the water off, you grabbed your towel and stepped out to dry yourself off. You knew you weren’t done but decided to take a couple minutes to slather on lotion that you knew your skin would appreciate come morning. Your playlist continued in the background and you sang along to the next song as you enjoyed a little afterglow. You let your hair down and walked back into your bedroom, tossing your towel haphazardly into the hamper. Sliding under the covers, you relished the soft sheets against your bare skin and had a moment of gratitude for your past self making the effort to set up the timer to your small electric blanket. You snuggled into the warm sheets and sighed happily.

After a moment, your mind began to drift to Matt again and you knew the orgasm in the shower wouldn’t be the only time you got off tonight. Between the wine, the touches, and the whispering in your ear, you were still too turned on to sleep. Reaching into your bedside table, you pulled out your small wand vibrator. You slipped your arms back under the covers and let your imagination run wild.

-X-

Matt chuckled as he closed the door, sensing your frozen body still in the doorway of your apartment. He tossed his glasses on the entry table and walked towards his kitchen while he listened for you in yours. While he filled a glass with water, he was pleased that you still seemed to be a bit dazed from his goodbye as he listened to your heart and breath standing still in your living space. He wasn’t planning on going out as Daredevil for another hour so he decided to indulge himself by listening to you and imagining what it would be like to finally be with you.

He heard you walk into your bedroom and change…just your bottoms? His face broke into a slow, lascivious grin at this. Did he get you so aroused that you needed to change your panties? The idea of this delighted him. He knew you were very turned on for a good portion of the evening and your scent—both your pheromones and arousal—made it difficult to keep from dragging you to your bedroom, dinner be damned. Matt had been at least half hard from the moment he stepped into your apartment.

Walking to his couch, Matt sipped his water before setting it down on the table and stretching out to continue to listen to your movements. You stumbled slightly walking to the kitchen, but you kept a quick pace as if you didn’t even realize it. He covered his mouth and chuckled. He could tell you had a decent amount of wine and despite the delicious meal you made, it wasn’t enough to soak up all the alcohol. The wine was why he hadn’t leaned in and kissed you after Karen and Foggy left; he wanted you completely sober and consenting when he finally did.

Your movements in the kitchen were confident and relaxing as Matt lay on the couch, enjoying the sounds. You finished quicker than he was expecting, and he heard you click the light switches and lamps off. Matt figured you were going to crawl into bed, and he could be reassured that you were sleeping and safe when heading out for his patrol. However, he tilted his head as he heard the first notes of what he realized was a fairly sensual song. Was this just a nighttime, relaxing playlist? He hadn’t heard it before but that wasn’t surprising considering he tried not to listen most of the time.

Matt listened as you undressed and walked into the bathroom, and he realized you were going to shower. Wary of invading your privacy further, he was about to focus himself to listen to anything else until he heard your soft voice sing so sweetly:

Baby, I'll do anything you want Lock me down like I'm your slave 'Cause ooh, when you're done with me I can't even concentrate, concentrate ooh I can't even concentrate, no eh yeah

Matt couldn’t remember a time when he got hard so quickly. He rushed to undo his belt and pants and slid everything down to his thighs before giving himself a rough stroke. The idea of fucking you stupid was a tantalizing one and he hoped he’d get to one day.

He heard you step into the shower, and he longed to join you. Even just slipping in with you after a long day and helping you wash your back and touch you would be more than enough. He wanted to appreciate you and make you feel good in general, not just sexually. Although, yes, sexually as much as you’d let him. Matt continued to stroke himself as he imagined his hands washing along your soft skin, teasing you a little as he was currently teasing himself. He almost missed it but heard you moan and, without thinking, listened more closely. Matt nearly exploded when he realized you were fucking yourself on your fingers. He could now hear the wet sounds of the movement under the falling water of the shower, and he began to stroke himself faster, throwing his head back, wishing he had your soaked panties pressed to his nose.

Matt was on the edge, trying to wait for you, for any indication you were coming when he heard it. The moan of his name as your orgasm crashed around you caused him to come so hard, he nearly passed out. With a slight ringing in his ears, Matt tried to calm his breathing as he came down from the unexpected intensity. He knew you responded to him and he was enjoying building the tension and teasing you but he didn’t know he was who you fantasized about. Smugness and pride filled his chest as he awkwardly stood from the couch and adjusted his pants enough so he could walk to the bathroom.

After cleaning up, Matt pulled out his Daredevil suit and started to change. You were certainly going to be sleeping soon and he was going to be living off the high of you moaning his name for the rest of the night. As he was pulling on his boots, Matt caught something unexpected coming from your apartment. The music was still playing and he had registered that you slipped in your bed and you sounded content. What was that new sound?

It took Matt a moment as he paused and focused his hearing, needing to make sure you were okay and that this new sound wasn’t from something dangerous. Suddenly, he realized what it was. You let out a breathy whimper as the buzzing noise moved slightly and Matt’s shock quickly shifted to a deep longing. He ran his hand roughly over his hardening sensitive cock and growled in frustration. One day, he’d make you come as many times as you could handle.

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[spotsupstuff]

Curse of spotto, your background characters sometimes become secondary POVs.

at this rate i doubt Sparrows can count as a background character anymore...... goddammit, this was supposed to be about Fish and then Zephyr's whole situation/the Iterators in the Secondary Homeland and now i'mma here sittin with a lil birdie on my lap mulitple thousand years before any of the original ideas can get into the motion

Every feckin time i get asked about Ancients either for the biology purposes or the culture or whatever i take a moment to go "man... i did Not plan to become fandom Ancients central blog...... what am i doin here"

but like eh fuck it, i Do get to poke the spirituality and religion of the Ancients like this real well too, so i'm content with it sjgksmklcsdm

[emelinstriker]

aight so like i'm still in class rn and i just doodled my sona with ss!nezha doin that heart with hands partner pose thing. and i had this idea of makin an open collab version of it so peeps can insert their own oc's/sonas into it with him for the sake of vday- so like i would just make it be a png of nezha so peeps can draw their own char next to him

anyone interested? 👀

otherwise i'mma just finish up the version with my sona

update: open collab art with ss!nezha is now available c:

[tojikai]

Im sitting here reading surrendered and it just has me thinking man, I gotta stop inserting myself in these fictions or stoping reading stuff like this in the morning.

I'mma be thinking about this all day just sad at work. This got me thinking like

"Am i the problem?!"

"What did I do wrong? My feelings are valid though..."

"Why is he doin this to me i did nothing wrong"

"Why is he rubbing his GF in my face so hard?"

WHY AM I CRYING OVER BABY DADDY GOJO LIKE I DONT EVEN HAVE IRL KIDS W THIS DUDE?! THE BITCH AINT EVEN REAL! 😭😭😭

im excited for part 2 though 😭💕

STOP the end is so funny😭 but i definitely get it lmao it can be hard not to put yourself in yn situations at certain fics, especially when it's in first person pov. that's where the strong emotions come from. thank u so much for reading and for looking forward to pt 2 !! <33

[dawnrider]

🙉 - What writing advice do you ignore?

Inquiring minds want to know...

I think the other piece of advice I ignore is the "don't use words other than said" for dialogue. Said is a perfectly fine word, and I use it from time to time, but so often it doesn't convey what I want out of the dialogue tag.

So it's "chuckled" or "grumbled" or "cried" or, yes, "growled." Especially with our favorite dog-boy, those are effective and appropriate.

I have yet to hear a complaint, so I'mma keep doin' how I do. 🤷🏽

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[skeleboiii84]

(Butch walks in on you OVERWORKING yourself *cough* *cough* @scatteredthoughtsandcoffee )

Butch: hey, the hell 're ya doin up so goddamn late??

Y/N: I just need to finish this final thing off I gave myself a deadline and I need to get it finished by then and-

Butch: I'mma stop ya there sweetheart, do you know what time it is?

Y/N:....

Butch: Y/NNNN

Y/N:..5am..?

(Butch rubs a hand over his face)

Butch: yeah no shi- anyway you need to go to bed doll face re-charge yourself cuz I hate seein you overworking yourself to the point of ya nearly passin out livin on coffee and a scattered brain

Y/N: but-

Butch: no goddamn buts! I don't wanna hear it!

(Butch scoops you up in his arms and takes you to your shared bedroom)

His arms wrapped around you made you feel safe, warm, calm and relaxed. His big cuddley figure made it easy to be after all.

Butch: if yer gonna keep workin yerself like that then I think I might hav'ta keep you locked up in these arms

Y/N: fine! You win besides we both know I wouldn't complain about being trapped in your arms

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OI!!! @scatteredthoughtsandcoffee this one's for you you BIG BOOTIFUL HOOMAN

STAP OVERWORKING listen to your husbone it's his orders!

Now get sleep and STAP living off coffee and the last dribble of stamina you have left!

Love you bestie :3

[karpkorner]

Karp has a visitor.

"Oh. Well hey there lil fella. Don't you look adorable. What're you doin round here? This is a nasty stinky sex mansion, not a place for adorable good... boys?" Thats definitely a boy, right? "...I'mma call you Creampuff, cause you look like an eclair."

[skoll-sun-eater]

Tagged by @cassietrn

Hello, not sure if I'm doin this right. But I'mma give it a go. :)

last song: Murder Funk by Kiraw

favorite color: Purple, but I do love black.

last movie: Jack Frost 1997 (a horror comedy)

sweet/spicy/savory: Sweet, first and foremost. I do love spicy though. I feel that bitter or 'sour' should be on here, give me that any day as well.

relationship status: Married

current obsession: Ohhh Lots o' stuff, but FC5 usually (mostly Jacob Seed) My other obsessions are usually academic based.