Al Mal Tiempo, Buena Cara

《 indie spain 》 11/18: Member of the Sex Cheer Squad.

[amorportomates]

(( hi, i just gave my blog a little massive overhaul and i’ll be working on relationships soon; it may be no secret that i also ran a few other rp blogs, so i’ll see if i can get them running again (i want my england back)  ))

[amorportomates]

“Hello everyone! Sorry that I’m late to this party. I think I blacked out for at least seven years. But hey, who cares?”

[cupcakes-and-british-tea]

Well, now it has been quite a while since I have seen you! How have you been Antonio?

[amorportomates]

“Oliver, mi amigo!! It has been such a long time. I’ve been good, mostly slept. And you?”

[amorportomates]

Rika is lazy and made me make it rebloggable.

Members: > Feliciano (Alarm) > Sapphire > Vina > 2P!England > Another 2P!England > Tonio  > Alfred

Tag > Calling all sex cheer squad.

Just to add, everyone that’s in the squad has a tag on their blog that says.  -Member of the sex cheer squad- 

[cupcakes-and-british-tea]

((Cause we are going down memory lane tonight. I want to see this be a thing again cause it was freaking hilarious.))

[amorportomates]

“Hello everyone! Sorry that I’m late to this party. I think I blacked out for at least seven years. But hey, who cares?”

[aux-armes-citoyens]

Life is meaningless and we all die. Welcome back.

[amorportomates]

“You’re right. Good to be back. Is the wine old enough to drink yet?”

[amorportomates]

“Hello everyone! Sorry that I’m late to this party. I think I blacked out for at least seven years. But hey, who cares?”

[napuleh]

“WHERE THE FUCK DID YOU COME FROM”

[amorportomates]

“Well, I just walked in. If you’re asking where I came from- CUANDO UN HOMBRE Y UNA MUJER DECIDEN TENER RELACIONES-“

[amorportomates]

nobody:

Tonio here: oh man that was one nice nap

[amorportomates]

“Hello everyone! Sorry that I’m late to this party. I think I blacked out for at least seven years. But hey, who cares?”

[amorportomates]

Antonio’s eyes snapped open, glancing around the room frantically. Everything was dark, save for the faint glow of a phone waiting to be checked.

He sat up from his spot on the couch, stopping to stretch and reaches for it. Once the phone is in his hand he squints to see the screen.

11:48pm

One New Message!

He unlocks his phone, and taps the app.

Burlesque Queen: Hey, hey!! Just saw some old friends get together. You should say hi!! 💖

Antonio grimmaces and falls back on his couch. Scrolling through what was once his active feed. Everything’s been dull lately, ever since his friends started to focus on their lives more. He swore they’d always try to stay in touch, but time goes on.

But if some are willing to drop in, he’s not one to say no. He shoots her back a message.

Disney Enthusiast: Hi! Just saw this, let me get a grip on reality, and I’ll pop by 😚

• • •

Antonio had a small late dinner, taken a shower, and dressed in his comfiest clothes. He was sure that now was the time. One last look at the mirror and he grins. “Show time.”

[amorportomates]

Oh good, grief fuck it. I’m doing a thing. As long as nobody minds me not using icons because mobile is a b i t c h. ))

[rinascitadipasta]

I think I am going to go sit by the balcony.

[aux-armes-citoyens]

@amorportomates

[amorportomates]

Hello and welcome to Watch Mojo! For today’s episode we will be listing the Top Ten Moments Before a Disaster:

Number one: THIS POST.

[linkachuchu-deactivated20170419]

Oh goodness, that’s horrible!

Pray with me.

[cupcakes-and-british-tea]

I will if you will lead it.

[linkachuchu-deactivated20170419]

No problem. I’m a little rusty so bear with me.

Dear…uh…dear…*snaps his fingers thinking* GOD! Yeah that’s the one. God! How’s it goin? Cloudy up there? Workin’ hard or hardly workin? Listen we got a little virgin problem down here. Not the pregnant one this time ‘cause let’s face it that’s a once-in-a-lifetime thing. Try finding a pregnant virgin on Earth. I dare ya….good luck lookin’. Thanks to yours truly. I’m like Santa claus but with orgasms.

Anyways. I got this buddy of mine, Tonio…ya see. He’s a virgin…and Spanish…but we’ll work on healing the Virgin part first. I know healing the other half is a whole different prayer…but can you send him like…a slut or a prostitute or…ya know…someone who’s blind would work too…….

How do I close off a prayer….

…Hashtag Yolo. Amen. 

[stepintothefantasia]

@congratulationsitsaviking

GET. OUT. NOW. -wHOOPS DEATH GLARE-

[fireballinthenorth]

USE A CONDOM.

[stepintothefantasia]

VAFFANCULO!!

[fireballinthenorth]

AND A VUFACANUCUANUO TO YOU TOO!

[rinascitadipasta]

salaampuja replied to your post: ★ A Message From Santa

*flies in on his own reindeer* Hey, Santa. You and I need to have a little chat.

 ★HO, HO, HO ★

[Faces Tino with his own merry reindeer.]

 ★ What seems to be the problem lad?  ★

[salaampuja-deactivated20130315]

*touches down with Three Inches of Blood*

Who do you think you are, throwing coal and eggnog at people?

That’s very… naughty of you Santa.

[rinascitadipasta]

★ That is because everyone is on my naughty list, Tino. 

So what are you going to do about it. 

Punk. ★

[salaampuja-deactivated20130315]

Everyone is on your naughty list?

Everyone?

That means… why, you yourself are naughty, Santa! You must want something thrown at you, too!

*And then… it happens. Tino reaches behind his back and reveals - a bucket of tar-flavored pickled fish.*

Moi moi, motherfucker.

*Flings the bucket at Santa!*

[rebellionofnineteenseventysix-d]

//AGGRESSIVELY KNITS MITTENS TOWARDS YOU

//AGGRESSIVELY KNITS SOCKS TOWARDS YOU

//AGGRESSIVELY CROCHETS TOWARDS YOU

//AGGRESSIVELY ARRANGES FLOWERS TOWARDS YOU

//AGGRESSIVELY SEWS A DRESS TOWARDS YOU

//BITCH THIS AIN’T ENOUGH

//AGGRESSIVELY SEWS YOUR RIPPED UNDERWEAR

//MERRY CHRISTMAS MOTHERFUCKER

[sonnolentolettore-blog]

I felt the need to make this rebloggable. 

[kralovnapiva]

What if we’re all actually dead.

And we’re actually in little boxes on spaceships and everything happening now around us is a virtual reality.

And everything is a lie.

What if.

[engineerjones]

What if we were all fictional characters parodied in a story and not actually representations of nations

What if people made horror games about the myriad ways we could die

What if everyone thought every single one of us was gay regardless of orientation or gender or—

Whoa, I went too crazy there.

[salaampuja-deactivated20130315]

WHERE IS MEESTER SWEEDEN?

I NEEEED TO TALK TO HIM EH-BOUT THEEEES FUNNY VOICE -

[tafatt]