"Gott..."
"I need to find a real place to stay, not hotels… I am running out of money."
"Gott! Use the ficking door, the bell is working!"
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@bamf-blue-bastard
"Gott..."
"I need to find a real place to stay, not hotels… I am running out of money."
"Gott! Use the ficking door, the bell is working!"
"Gott..."
"I need to find a real place to stay, not hotels... I am running out of money."
*Sprays with a water filled spray bottle*
"Mach es dir selber!"
my mom always throws old clothes that she has nothing to do with in my closet, and whenever i call her out on it, she says “i have never done that, all of the clothes in your closet are yours”
are you sure mom
are you sure these are my clothes
oɴce a killer, ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs a killer.
my hands are ᴄᴏᴠᴇʀᴇᴅ in blood. and not even your salty tears of ƒσяgινєηєѕѕ and ℓσνє, can ωαѕн away the PAIN I have c a u s e d .
*Sprays with a water filled spray bottle*
The 40 Most Breathtaking Abandoned Places In The World
I think you mean locations for the next silent hill.
*favourite character appears*
me: *delighted pterodactyl noises*
Whilst in Sydney in 1994, a man apparently tries to assassinate Prince Charles. And not a single fuck was given by His Royal Highness.
(x)
I’m dead at his face in the last one like “Did you even try?”
And then when he gets pushed he’s like “Wait no let him try!”
But where did the bullets go? He doesn’t seem to have hit any bystanders either. Did he shoot straight up in the air? Did he shoot the floor twice? What the hell?
New South Wales premier was about to take one for the team.
Some people don’t sleep much because their dreams haunt them.
(via psych-facts)
Scott and Jean had a telepathic threesome with Logan once. He just thinks it was his own dirty dream.
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OOC: Like if I owe...
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An alternate dimension…? How did that work, exactly? His head tilted, clearly even more confused them before. His dark, black eyes met with Kurt’s red ones, not fazed by the color one bit, his hand that held the knife dropped to his side, not moving once again.
'Screws loose' He had said…? The giant dug around in his pocket for a moment with his free hand, before holding out a few screws and bolts with his massive hand, as if offering it to the other.
It took him a few seconds to realize that the giant had offered him the screws because of what he said. "Ich... nien... that is..." He tried not to laugh, but it was rather to funny to him.
"You hold onto them, they might be useful to you." He stifled a laugh and tilted his head to look up at him. "Was do I call you, große Kerl?"
"AH-HAH! Got you!" He reached out and grabbed his tail hard, finally catching up to the elf.
Grunting when he was grabbed by the other he flushed dark. A clearly wanton moan left him before both hands clapped over his mouth and he managed to say the entire sentence as one word in German which was a blur of ‘I am under magic you touch me I get off’ before just scampering away on all fours horrified at the noise he made.
Oh. …OH. Well, that wasn’t the reaction he expected. For a moment his body went taught, the invading tail had his fur stand on end and for a moment he wanted to hit him- but this was his fault. The taste of his lips had his fur stand on end for a completely different reason however, the taste was so… unique… yet familiar. Like hers. Eyes closed as he felt his own cock twitch to the touches and he found himself kissing him back, wrapping his arms around him and shoving him against the wall, hands now holding his jawline hard as he moved his hair over his shoulder with his own tail before curling it around the other.
Of course later, much much later, he was going to try to figure out why the other did not hit him or run. But with how he was thinking, or lack there of, he was kissing him back. Hard, needy, with ore tongue and teeth at the moment then he normally did for a first time. It was passion, lusting, the heated need of a desperate man. Hips rocked up and he moved to start stroking Darkholme off with his spade pushing the back of his pants down some as he did so.
Oh this felt great. Of course, he hadn’t paid much attention to his sex drive after Linda died, but this was… good. Returning the heated passion he briefly wondered where this would all lead, but he couldn’t think right now… five years… possibly even more of severely suppressed sexual urges came flooding back, causing him to groan and take more, all sense and reason now gone, hungry for the man that he was now kissing hard.