Coffee, Hitler?

I'll be sure to put lots of cream in that for you.

[askblackskull]

Reblog if you RP SFW and NSFW

I do.

[pussyhandss-deactivated20131226]

[inboxideas]

Send me one dirty thing your character wants to do to mine.

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[spydars-deactivated20141210]

"I mean, I could try to stop digging in garbage and.." He trailed off, staring at her with an eyebrow raised. "You’re kind of close to me. That’s new."

[coffeeshop-waitress]

The smell of alcohol flooded her nostrils, and she looked up drunkenly into Charlie's eyes. "For me? You'd do that for me?" She asked, blinking up at him. Now, as she stared at him, his unshaven face was attractive, his goofy way of speaking and even the distance between them was leaving her feeling strange. "You know, in this light Charlie, you're not that bad." She slurred.

[musictofools]

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[arinjaeger-deactivated20140320]

#why isn’t everyone talking about bo burnham

[assiest-deactivated20130207]

every sentence is a sexual innuendo if you think long and hard about it

[coffeeshop-waitress]

I made a thing

http://dariaxmorgendorffer.tumblr.com

[kaijuartist-deactivated20181005]

[text] uh yeah i know him

[text] who’s this??

[coffeeshop-waitress]

[ text ] hez so wiered 

[ text ] waitrss

[coffeeshop-waitress]

 [TEXT] UH HI??

[TEXT] I’M CRIMSON

[TEXT] CARLIE

[TEXT] DO YOU MEAN CHARLIE?

[ text ] oh.

[ text] yaeh! that 1

[coffeeshop-waitress]

☎

[ text ] Haaaaaaaaaay theure.

[ text ] Wo i s tsshis?

[ text ] Wooooo, i luv akohol bt i fkng hte ny job

[ text ] do u no carlieee?

[coffeeshop-waitress]

yoU THINK YOU’RE REAL CUTE, DON’T YOU????

REAL FUCKING CUTE, RIGHT????

i think so too

[papa-levi-deactivated20170922]

Send me "☎" and my Muse will answer the phone drunk.

[ask-the-fishdick-deactivated201]

REBLOG IF IT IS OKAY TO COME INTO YOUR INBOX AND SAY THE RANDOMEST SHIT I CAN THINK OF BECAUSE I REALLY WANT TO INTERACT WITH YOU.

[spydars-deactivated20141210]

"Is it weird?" He scratched at the nape of his neck. "I mean, if you think it's weird if it weirds you out I can stop liking filth I guess.. It's gonna be kind of hard since it's my whole life and all." He leaned across the bar and smiled. "But I'd do anything for you." He meant it with all his heart but well, he had limitations. He probably would still hang out in the sewers, even if she did want him to stop dabbling in grossness.

[coffeeshop-waitress]

"It's really weird, but whatever." The drunken woman slurred, bringing the bottle to her lips again. One of her brows raised as Charlie continued to spew words from his lips. As the grungy male leaned over, the waitress for once wasn't repulsed. Her drunken thoughts clouded her sober advice. "That's sweet, but it's almost as if it's embedded in your DNA to dig through trash. I highly doubt that you'd stop." Some of her words were slurred, drug out a few letters, while some were quick. The whole time she spoke however, she leaned in on the bar, one arm laying across it while the bottle of booze was attached to her other hand. 

[spydars-deactivated20141210]

"Uh," he scratched at his head and reached down for another beer for himself. "Being a janitor is like, awesome, dude, I love filth. But it's Charlie work and I hate Charlie work so it's like this complicated thing, you know?" He popped the top off another beer and began drinking. "It at least gets me more money. And I know what you're thinking, "why can't you rely on Frank huh?" Frank is a cheap asshole sometimes, dude that's why."

[coffeeshop-waitress]

The Waitress continued to drink the strong alcohol straight from the bottle, feeling it attacking her from all sides. As her vision started to get strange, blurry, she nodded. "Chaaarlie work." She repeated, holding out Charlie's name. The thought of Frank made her skin crawl, yet she had had sex with him for revenge, though it didn't work. Thinking about the accident, made her drink a little more from the next swig. "Ew." Was all she could say. "It's really weird that you love filth, Charlie." Her slurred words came out, not nearly as snarky as when she was sober.

[spydars-deactivated20141210]

"Janitors totally know about safety, okay? I’m the one keeping the rats out and making sure all the holes in the walls are plugged. ‘N yeah, sure." He dipped down again, pulling out a bottle of scotch this time instead of another beer. "This okay?"

[coffeeshop-waitress]

Her face twisted into one of confusion mixed with disgust. "Oh, I see." She finally said. As the bottle of scotch was sat onto the counter, she almost dived for it. "Perfect." The woman managed to say, opening it and taking a large sip, her face twisting for only a moment as the liquid wash down her throat. "Tell me about being a janitor, Charlie." Her voice was slowing down, her own mind confused as to why she even asked to hear something about him, but the bottle that she lifted to her lips again, another gluttonous sip, debated otherwise.