;; G Y P Ƨ Y @fvghter - Tumblr Blog

[text] Who says no to sex and donuts?!

To: MisaMisa~

[ t e x t ] : NO ONE EVER?

[ t e x t ] : WHO WOULD DARE?

[ t e x t ] : Those are literally two of the greatest things in the world.

#msmisaxamane #same @ cain same.#dd meme

[text] So is the trick to long distance communication to be drunk during phone conversations?

To: Princess

[ t e x t ] : That’s random.

[ t e x t ] : But I mean I guess honestly?

[ t e x t ] : I’ve been drunk like 75% of our encounters so far and it’s gone pretty damn well so far.

[ t e x t ] : Plus phone sex hot.

#reliantxnavigator #dd meme #IM LAU GHING....

[text] how should I feel if a guy kept complimenting my bangs while I was giving him a blowjob?

To: Myshonok

[ t e x t ] : Uh how the fuck should I know?

[ t e x t ] : Flattered...?

[ t e x t ] : .... Wait, haven’t I said that to you?

#equxnox #dd meme #holy shit deimos.

Texts From Last Night sentence starters

[text] I gave up great shower sex to be here so don't say I never did anything for our friendship.

[text] I've now fucked in every motel room in this small town.

[text] My memory of last night is a delicious blur of tits, ass, and alcohol.

[text] He’s so in love with you that you could fuck a blood relative and he’d be like “I just want you to be happy”

[text] I feel like I hate him but his dick too bomb to hate completely

[text] Well I didn't know she was a dominatrix...so I kind of just went with it

[text] Living alone for four weeks has given me unrealistic expectations of pantslessness.

[text] I had one beer! ONE BEER! They took shots in mourning of my tolerance last night. My ability to drink is a joke.

[text] Also my bed has glitter in it for reasons I do not recall

[text] Who says no to sex and donuts?!

[text] Watching Supernatural does more for me sexually than the physical encounters with 90% of the men in my life.

[text] Bringing my mom Taco Bell and weed. I'm such a good child

[text] How do you politely tell a guy that you only kissed him so he would shut the fuck up?

[text] I am on my way right now and I SWEAR TO GOD IF YOU EAT MY BURRITO YOU WILL NEVER SEE MY TITS AGAIN

[text] You can trust me. I'm unemployed and not wearing pants.

[text] good news: i got laid. bad news: by your boyfriend

[text] You were petting a 40 year old man's moustache for 15 minutes

[text] So is the trick to long distance communication to be drunk during phone conversations?

[text] I just said “I love my cat” as a hobby.

[text] how should I feel if a guy kept complimenting my bangs while I was giving him a blowjob?

[text] This band has the most fuckable violin player I have ever seen.

[text] I wanted to buy shoes but nothing fit. So I’m getting a vibrator.

[text] I’m trying to find a fanny pack so I can bring pizza on my run

[text] This was the fourth year in a row I got arrested at Pride. Pretty sure that qualifies me as a legend.

[text] i’m gonna friendzone myself so you don’t have to

[text] He called me Kitten either just because or he figured out my old s&m life. Either way huge turn on.

[text] I’m fine with our borderline lesbian behavior.

[text] Hey you’re the best friend, I’m sorry I picked my vagina over my heart last night.

[text] The last time I saw her someone was carrying her on a bike and she was yelling that she was E.T.

[text] I lost the right to judge tonight

#dd meme #1/4 #NICE

{ I promise I’ll be more active here starting tomorrow! Some things happened so my Cain muse has been in kind of a slump but he’ll be back up and running in no time! }

#dd ooc #{ if anyone wants to thread shoot me a message! I need to start some new ones!#s obs i' m le arn ing to functi on so lo ! }

Here is the mafia game!

Don’t kill Yuu-chan!~

#dd game time

contrixtum-blog

C A U G H T ;; @FVGHTER

fvghter

contrixtum:

Well who the frick frack was this fucker? His eyes narrowed as the other took the cigarette from his mouth and a smirk tugged on his lips. He placed his chin in his hand, “–Well if ya wanted a kiss, ya coulda asked y’know and not ‘aff done it da indirect way.” He chuckled and took out his ID and handed it over to him. “Go ahead. I ain’t afraid~ Ya got da proof righ’ dere.” As he waited, he let out a huff and chewed on his lip piercing. “–Wha? Can’t help but stare at my gorgeous face on dat ID? Again, if want a closer look, jus’ ask.” A laugh left hi lips and stretched. Part of him was a bit apprehensive, but he was confident. He was not about to be found out. Or rather, he….hoped so.

At the others kissing comment he couldn’t help the laugh that resonated from his chest. This kid was just too good, so stupid really. Did this kid really take him for that much of an idiot? Well obviously some people here were, he got in here in the first place. “Try again in a couple years.” He took the piece of plastic and before looking at it he laughed, “Actually don’t try again ever.~”

Rolls his eyes he examined the ID and it fist glance and just looking at the date as most did, it would very much so appear to be real. But taking a closer look, the printing so slightly off, unparalleled with the edge of the card. Moving his thumb over the edge, he found the separation and stuck his nail between the two thin, clear plastic pieces that held the printed identification, which was a sure fire way to prove its fake. Instead of removing it entirely, he just pushed out the corner so the other could see he’d been found it.

“Nice try.” He’d really only known that cause he’d done himself in the past. “I should kick you out entirely. Convince me not to.”

#contrixtum #;;caught #;;closed rp #{ i'm ashamed of myself #for knowing how fake ID's are made.#more proof that i'm awful and Cain. }

sweetseleneserenity:

fvghter

Normally he’d be in his room studying and working projects, but Selene found out a while ago that there really wasn’t anything like a good workout to help destress and help take his mind off of things for a while when it came to this studies. He needed a breather, and honestly, a bit of a distraction.

Heading over toward the local gym, Selene tied his hair back to keep it out of his face and wore some rather average workout clothes. Just a casual shirt and mesh shorts worked just fine for him. He hoped to turn into the other man he saw in here earlier. He was here so often, Selene figured he was a trainer, but looks like he wasn’t here at the moment. Might as well workout regardless…

Heading over to some of the machines, Selene found a few guys that looked like they’re the ones responsible for setting the machines to full. Probably why they were chatting so casually with some pretty heavy weights.

It was probably best to just ignore them and Selene set to work out with the machines at his own pace. Setting his MP3 player to one of his playlists, he promptly zoned out a little, and just kept in time to the music.

It had been an outlet for pent up frustration and anger for a long while. It started in high school when one of his counselors was lecturing on him on his violent outbursts, saying he should focus that drive somewhere else, so he used it as motivation to grow stronger. Punching bags were often imagined in his head as those who had wronged him, the thought of power and revenge pushing him to increase his strength.

He had come to know a lot of the men that frequented the gym around the same time he did. To say they were friends was a bit of a stretch, but acquaintances seemed appropriate (and in the past, the occasional sexual partner.) So, whenever an unfamiliar face emerge it was quick to spot. Now, it had been a couple times that he’d seen a smaller tanned skinned boy with unique hair and he finally saw it fitting to introduce himself. He wasn’t always an asshole when it came to cute boys especially. Of course, he had no ill intentions though.

Setting down a set of dumbbells, he wipes his palms off as well as the equipment before raising the back of his hand to his forehead, wiping the sweat from his brow. Walking over to the unknown male, seeing the headphones he wasn’t about to go with any sort of introduction vocally related. So instead he walked in his line of vision above the other with a cocked eyebrow, as though examining his every move.