#bat;

[burnbookofkrp]

oooi plastics, aceitam coxinha?

esse tumblr é novinho e por isso as postagens não estão indo para a tag, a gente lançou o cronograma e o plot na tag, mas nada, tem como dar uma mãozinha?

Senta aí, bunny deusinhe, vamos comer coxinha e tomar coca cola.

Fala bunnies, hora do caminhão da Bat passar prla sua dash. VRRRUUUM.

Stans de mitologia, eu recomendaria dar uma olhadinha no @nectarandambrosia-hq, a central está linda e o plot é muito interessante a quem se interessar entrar nessa batalha.

[bllauhaus-blog]

@makxwski

He was usually very cold, and highly apathetic to most people aside from his small group of friends. To say he had a soft spot for Mike would be fairly accurate, or at least that's what he was thinking about during the rather long walk to his house. Popping the door open and closing it just as quickly as he stepped through he made his way up to Mikes room, knocking slightly on the door. Michael knew he fucked up really badly, he wasn't much for apologies though. 

[bllauhaus-blog]

@makxwski

Parents were gone to some book club meeting, which was a good thing because Michael didn't have the energy required to argue with them after four hours of being griped at by angry diner patrons all piled on top of the hell hole sundae that was school.

He'd decided to take respite in sulking in his room, it was too dark to read and he didn't want to get up to flip the light switch on or find a candle amongst the piles of laundry and half finished books scattered around his floor, so he settled for flipping through channels taking the occasional drag off of his cigarette and checking his phone. He remembered to unlock the front door this time but locked his bedroom door, just to fuck with the vamp-kid who was supposed to be coming over. 

[pixelian]