buried brain

I write cegan stuff and you can drop me prompts. I'm Leef on ao3. [they/them]

[late-night-televangelism]

Your mouth is clean, his mouth is dirty

You're seventeen, he's pushing thirty

You say it's fine, you're only flirting

Don't cross the line, where things get dirty

Prolly by McCafferty

[buriedbrain]

It's been a while. Anyone up to give me a cegan prompt?

[trip-and-stumble]

Back at it with the John Mulaney memes ✨✨✨

[lola-fabian]

@montreal - мы в vk.

[poisoned-calla]

“I’m ruined by your voice’s deep dark lullaby.”

— Jo-Ann Leon, from Poems of a Useless Love (1989); “Defence,”  (via mademedance)

[muppetlesbian]

Those people who constantly reblog your stuff but you never really talk:

[romansrvenge]

Hi. I´m Negan.

[buriedbrain]

Imagine Negan introducing himself to Carl that way.

[spockvarietyhour]

[buriedbrain]

Hello guys. I know I’ve been dead for too long. But if anyone is still interested in Bring ‘em Down, I just uploaded a new chapter.

It’s not long, but it’s important for the story - which I would love to finish someday.

Chapter Five is up here.

Is anyone still active here? Is the fandom still alive? Thriving? Barely holding on? And most importantly: how are you doing?

[dailytwd]

[fabelyn]

I’m a sucker for characters who see troubled kids in dangerous situations and basically go “they need parents, guess that’s me now”

[manson-family]

Negan: *chokes Simon*

Simon: harder, daddy

Negan: what

Simon: what

[spacereatard]

i remembered that socket thing

THE TIMES…..

[buriedbrain]

Dude. I'm trying to forget.

[carl-sweet-serial-killer]

okay so i wanna kinda write another simon x Carl fic.

i have issues okay?

well what i was thinking is maybe a modern au. maybe one day on the job Rick gets a call to a bar to take care of a raving lunatic who’s trashed the place. Carl so happens to be in Ricks car at the time and after a moment Rick comes out with the culprit and Carl catches a glimpse of him and

oh damn

and to make matters worse Simon flirts it up with the boy as they drive to the station and later that night Carl gets off on imagining all those things Simon said he’d enjoy doing to him

about a month passes and suddenly a doorbell rings and wouldn’t you know it it was that sleaze all dressed up for the occasion. he spins some bullshit about how he’s sorry about what happened that night and tells Rick he turned over a new leaf but its all bullshit to get close to a very pretty brat~

yay? nay?

[buriedbrain]

Do it! I actually LOVE Simon and Carl!

[buriedbrain]

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[buriedbrain]

Here’s the next chapter of No Maker Made Me, guys! Please enjoy. And as always, thank you so much @violette-pleasures for helping with the grammar and phrasing. <3

[buriedbrain]

No Maker Made Me aesthetics.

Yes. One day - when I won’t be too lazy - I will make proper moodboards.