#ask-sandercohen

[rapturouslamb-archive]

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[rapturouslamb-archive]

Do you trust me?

"Why would I trust a crazy man like you, Cohen?"

[rapturouslamb-archive]

尻

"Mr. Cohen!"

[unboundbymorality]

*whispers even more seductively* ask-sandercohen

OMFG

Do I rp with them: Crack rps, oui. <3Do I want to rp with them: Yeesss c:Do I follow them: Indeed!

My opinion on them: He's a dork and he likes to tease my muse. :I <3 But I still love himmmm x'3 

[unboundbymorality]

"I’m pregnant and it’s yours." [{ /isnotevensorry

 "And you wonder why I've stopped attending your plays and haven't come by to even greet you. You come up with these stupid little thoughts and they come flying out of your mouth. Just get out of my goddamn office. You're distracting me from my work."

[hector-goddamn-rodriguez]

"I can’t even look at you."

Hector smiled proudly, his teeth bloodied after several backhanded strikes from the artist. Sitting where he’d fallen to the floor, the drunken disciple swiped at his crimson lip with the sleeve of his tuxedo jacket, smearing the pancake smudged over his face to hell in the process. His greased hair also hung loose in front of his overdrawn eyes, his penciled-on mustache nearly faded entirely away under the stain of sweat.

"Ohhhhh lighten up ol’ man," he snickered and tipped his head back against the wall,

"I did that shit you call poetry perfect justice—"

Hector was cut off as Sander smacked him again, this time sending a river of blood to gush from the insubordinate actor’s nose.In the face of his glaring mentor, the disciple merely grinned again without care, and took on the great artist’s voice as his own in reply,

"You don’t doubt me? Do you…?” 

[rapturouslamb-archive]

Hot damn~

[unboundbymorality]

“You want me, baby?”

“Not in your wildest dreams, Cohen."