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@jamesrodaline
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Pinching. Hard.
actually very seriously no | ehhhhhhh… | noncommittal hand wiggle | passive shrugging | oh shit okay sure | please | yes definitely yes | hot sweet fuck let’s go
I mean I’m not gonna get turned off if she starts pinching me but.
I’m definitely not gonna be aroused.
Do you like having an audience to perform to? (You know what I mean, don't pretend you don't)
actually very seriously no | ehhhhhhh… | noncommittal hand wiggle | passive shrugging | oh shit okay sure | please | yes definitely yes | hot sweet fuck let’s go
Women are terrifying and I’d rather only deal with one at a time. Please.
Femme dom
actually very seriously no | ehhhhhhh… | noncommittal hand wiggle | passive shrugging | oh shit okay sure | please | yes definitely yes | hot sweet fuck let’s go
She should feel like a queen by the time you two are done. If she doesn’t— ye fucked up, mate.
PEGGING
actually very seriously no | ehhhhhhh… | noncommittal hand wiggle | passive shrugging | oh shit okay sure | please | yes definitely yes | hot sweet fuck let’s go
Go away.
Two fingers during head. (like I don't know)
actually very seriously no | ehhhhhhh… | noncommittal hand wiggle | passive shrugging | oh shit okay sure | please | yes definitely yes | hot sweet fuck let’s go
"Eeeeeehhhhhhhh…."
VAGINAS. YES/NO/MAYBE?
actually very seriously no | ehhhhhhh… | noncommittal hand wiggle | passive shrugging | oh shit okay sure | please | yes definitely yes | hot sweet fuck let’s go
I’m more about personality.
Among other things, I s’pose. [rubs neck]
I bet working in a morgue you never have to pretend your own hand is someone else's, if you get what I'm saying...
[whEEZES]
HA
AHAH
HAAAH
You know what I’m about, mate.
okay but seriously that’s unsanitary please don’t do that
Send my muse a kink and they'll rate it based on interest
NEVER | NOT REALLY | MAYBE | NOT BAD | MMMMM | HELL YES | TAKE ME NOW | THERE GO MY PANTS
Bait and Switch || Jasdaë and James
Finally he noticed her. Was he always so unobservant? You’d think someone in his line of business would have more situational awareness.
He came over to her cheerily and spoke to her in a kind voice. She shook her head instead of speaking and latched onto his mouth with hers, pulling him closer so that he pressed her against the wall as she kissed him hungrily.
Her hand was already sliding up his shirt to feel against his skin and her other hand dropped to cup him between his legs through his clothes. Was this right? She’d have to gauge his reaction to see. It was hard to tell based on what little she’d seen.
She shook her head, but didn't speak. It worried James a bit, but before he could pry any further, her mouth was on his. He (barely) attempted to pull away, a small, concerned sound slipping from his lips only to die out on hers.
Probably best to not ask what was bothering her, then.
He let her hands wander because, hell, so were his. Long, spindly fingers fumbled with the first few buttons of her shirt, their eagerness greatly contrasting the way he dragged his tongue along her teeth. James was slow and languid-- much unlike his lover. He didn't recall Jas being this aggressive before, though. She must've been extremely upset.
Was it his fault?
No, that wouldn't make sense. Whatever.
He ghosted his fingers up her stomach and moved to suck on her neck. "Unless you've got a thing for fucking near corpses, I suggest we take this elsewhere, eh?" He mumbled between kisses.
Had she always smelled so strongly of cloves? He'd noticed the scent before, but it was near-overwhelming that time. Enough to make his nose sting a little.
No matter, though... Right...?
aclockworkprincess replied to your post:Take this test to establish your personality type...
anax voice: all riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight
acodekuprincess replied to your post:Take this test to establish your personality type...
[I got to Bob Belcher and all I can hear is James going ‘oh my god’]
(( huehuehue
good bc if u want a good reference for how james acts bob belcher is a damn good reference
he says oh my god exactly like that too im so pleased with these results ))
Take this test to establish your personality type and then go here to compare yourself to different fictional characters with the same type! Then, post five of them below!
James is ISTJ (The Inspector). He's a quiet and reserved individual, interested in security and peaceful living. He's very loyal, faithful, and dependable. He places great importance on honesty and integrity. He's a "good citizen" that can be depended on to do the right thing for his loved ones. While he generally takes things fairly seriously, he also has an offbeat sense of humor and can be a lot of fun (if you know him well enough)
Tenzin from LoK
Death the Kid from Soul Eater
Eeyore from Winnie the Pooh
Rei Ryuugazaki from Free!
Bob Belcher from Bob's burgers
Did it hurt? When you fell from heave--ehehehehe -clicks-
Eeeeeehhhhhhhhhhhh…. [hangs up]
Matters of Life and Death || Jax and James
Jax had sent the note to the morgue a few days prior and had already put it out of his mind. It was nearing noontime and the shop was empty of patrons, so he set about to cleaning his tea sets and sifting through his tins to make sure the mixes were still fresh, which of course they were.
After finishing that, he went into his backroom to check on the litter of kittens he’d found in an alleyway in the South End. He was feeding the smallest one from a glass dropper when he heard his door swing open and chime the bells, alerting him that a customer had arrived.
“How can I help you?” he called, setting aside the dropper and laying the kitten down gently. “I’ll be out in just a moment.”
James had nearly tossed the note away, honestly.
But... That was inconsiderate... right? Maybe he could just pretend he forgot.
Ah, damn his sense of guilt.
James hadn't gotten as much sleep as he'd prefer the previous night. By the time he'd finally dragged himself out of bed, he had little to no motivation to actually... work. Seemed like a good a time as any for a cup of tea.
He stepped into the teahouse with a heavy sigh and shed his coat. Jax called from the backroom, and James couldn't help but wonder if he'd impeded on a patient's appointment or something. "S'me, mate," he called back, "Sorry it took so long to visit, yeah? I's kinda busy. Or something."
If you want numbers, then that’s fine. Say a thousand rupees for every night I’m inconveniencing you. Double that if there’s an… accident, as a direct result of housing this particular shipment. Though I’m fairly certain that won’t be an issue. And if it is you’ll be taking it up with someone else.
What was that...?
Ehh... yeah, alright, that'll do. Let me-- [sets phone to side and goes to scribble something down, returns] When should I be expectin' this shipment, then?
Bait and Switch || Jasdaë and James
Jasdaë went into the morgue’s front room and found it empty after passively surveying it. A light in the back alerted her that James was most likely in the middle of an autopsy.
Well, no matter.
She headed that way with silent footsteps (she certainly was light-footed, wasn’t she?) and saw his back was to her and still hadn’t noticed her come in. She leaned on the door frame with her arms crossed and waited for him to notice her. She still didn’t trust her voice.
She stood there waiting for a while and he still didn’t turn, so she decided she could risk a small noise and cleared her throat delicately.
James had just closed up the cadaver he was working with and stood by the sink, washing off his instruments and whistling away. It was a cheerful tune, though he couldn't quite remember where he'd heard it. A tavern, most likely...
He tugged off his gloves and began washing his hands when a small sound came from the doorway. Quickly, he turned to see Jas, leaning against the door frame. "Ah, kitten. Didn't see you there, sorry," James explained softly as he dried his hands and hung the apron, "You weren't waiting too long, right?" He crossed the room to stand in front of her and brush a few stray curls from her face. "Everything alright...?"