NGL me right now:
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NGL me right now:
*me, agatha christie fan, eating almond biscuits*: gosh, these smell like cyanide!
*continues to nom*: but DO they tho?
and so, one weird google search later, I give you this:
Does cyanide really smell like almonds? An investigation
Mah 2c’s on that horse game you all play
During my time as Howrse player, I’ve seen many things. Between GP wars and team feuds, to people in the general rankings shitting themselves because they got ranked “666″ or when they subtly shade their opponents with well though out names. Sometimes, they even use inappropriate language and swear words (off-site, of course). There have been players that have stolen others work, scammed, or cheated players. More importantly, some players have even gone to the extent of threatening to personally go after other Howrse players. At what point have you forgotten that Howrse is just a game - a PIXEL game. There are two sides to every story but honestly idgaf for your side, lol.
Im streaming art on this since it seem to work alot easier than livedicks
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I SAID MAGENTA. THAT WAS LAVENDER. THERE'S 50 SHADES OF PURPLE IN THERE.
"Should I start asking questions about what you and Archer do when you have your... Male bonding time," Levon asked while eyeing the rather huge gash that was running down Gabriel's left buttock. "Because, in all honesty... I am getting a little worried. This is the second time."
The dragoon just rolled his eyes from his position on the bed, laying ass up and with his head resting on top of his arms. "It's not exactly planned," Gabriel snapped back, then hissed as his lover carefully cleaned the wound with some disinfectant, gritting his teeth.
"We just go a little overboard and- OUCH! Motherfu-!... And... Shit happens."
"But why always your ass, Takeshi?"
"Because I land on my ass instead of my feet."
"You had a smiley drawn on it last week."
"I lost that particular battle and Kitten wanted revenge that I made him draw a smiley on the head of his dick."
"... You drew-?"
"HE drew it. I am not going near it, it may bite," Gabriel interupted. "But he had to draw the smiley on me, I couldn't reach around to do it myself, even with my biotics."
"I think I need to ground you," Levon said, shaking his head some as he put medigel on the wound, making sure that every bit of it was covered up. When he was done, he reached to the other side and gave the butt a fond slap. "You have to take care of yourself, you know. I had plans for us tonight."
"You can still execute them," Gabe said with a small grin as he rolled onto his back, placing an arm behind his head. "I am not afraid of a little pain."
"I know you are not. But I am trying to decide if I am to punish you or to "punish" you."
"Whatever you say, Commander, as long as you get your ass over here," Gabriel smirked, using his biotics to tug at his lover, trying to make him come over. "Come on..."
Levon rolled his eyes before surrendering to the insistent pull, letting himself fall on top of the dragoon, who imidiatly wrapped his arms around him. "I could never say no to you..."