GIRLFRIEND.

indie girlfriend of hotline miami please read rules before interaction. low activity.

[killapunk]

quick but loving thing for @pt90

[despairfled-a]

@mashstyx

[kendraquartz]

decided to make a companion piece for the girlfriend au one i did! she may have survived the encounter with richter but jacket still wound up in the hospital, oh well

[aikomitsune]

OTP AAAAH 

[despairfled-a]

@miamidead for Jacket

〝You look like shit, Rooster Head. You been out saving damsels in distress like me, again?〞

[killapunk]

please refer to this post

[despairfled-a]

donna when are you going to paint my nails.

〝I think the real question here is when YOU’RE gonna paint MY nails, Sweaty Boy. But hey, if you really want me to, I can strike up a deal. Buy me 20 pounds of brownies and I’ll consider.〞

[ ♡ ] —- - Was everything she said a joke? Yes. Did she regret bullying him, though? No.

[luvisr4ge]

[despairfled-a]

HEWWO??????

[kali-prasad-did-nothing-wrong]

GUYS the 80s are back!!!!

Star Wars, high waisted jeans, over sized sweaters, flannels, horrible republican government, conflict with Russia, the ever impending threat of Nuclear Anihilation, scrunchies,

[aesthetic-satanist]

C Y B E R C I T Y

[despairfled-a]

@miamifled

[despairfled-a]

lifts up mask and smooches,

[ ♡ ] —- - Donna smiled after pulling away from him and wrapped her arms around his waist. She would have gone for his neck, if only she could reach it. Unfortunately for her, she was almost half his size, and so she settled for lower. It made her feel warm and fuzzy being like this with him. Something she never felt, really, with anyone else before. It made her feel safe. 

She let him know this through a whisper. 〝I love you.〞

[roosterfled-deactivated20180413]

“you really don’t have to keep apologising.” ( for donna..................... )

@despairfled

7 word sentence starter // accepting

There’s a certain sadness in Jacket’s eyes, he opened his mouth as if to speak but struggled to find words. While recent events made it seemingly harder for him to properly express himself— Donna had helped him more than he really deserved. She eased the additional pain of loneliness, even. Jacket did not protest her staying, but it was difficult for him to feel worthy of her love and understanding.

Jacket glanced towards the carpet before speaking. “ I just don’t feel like I’m doing the right things. ” His voice is barely above a whisper; lips gently brushing against her ear. “ It doesn’t feel right, bringing you into my life like this. I don’t want you to be unsafe. ”

[despairfled-a]

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