#dropped this

[xmoon1]

[everett-fornow]

just gonna leave this here

[allforfemeclipse]

103 notes as of current... >> reference

It's bound to increase (it has when we keep saving this as a draft lmao), but we have another question; how many of you Murder Drone lovers that are here on Tumblr also have checked out Quotev? Probably not a whole lot, possibly only a few, but yeah.

Totallynotbecausewearegonnapublishafanficontheresoonandareafraidthatitwon'tgetasmuchattentionaswewouldlikeittohave hahaha that would be crazzyyyy....

Anyways, tags of some of the people who interacted with the post we are referencing to. Sorry for the tag, and sorry if you don't get tagged even though you interacted with the referenced post.,

@convictedrone

@woollyrat

@dubious-cats

@electricpirateduck

@roxy4life

@electronix-arts

@roseofhybrids

@helloareyouheremdfan

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sorry if it's small when posted

[geoforza]

“You’ve heard my little story, haven’t you?”

A capo’s greatest tool is not steel, nor fear, nor force. It is not the strength of your arm or the resolve of your greed. It is not your ambition. It’s hope. 

That is what makes the vigilant complacent and your opposition arrogant. Measure their wealth in your chips, set the odds of your game, addle them on the taste of victory. And then you have them. They let their guard down. Addicted, they rush to bleed for you. But it won’t be enough. 

It is never enough. The bill comes due, and...

The House Always Wins. 

[jihyolegend]

her last song was cozy sweaters on the beach and now she's a dominatrix queen of the underworld is there nothing she can't do????????

[cumposure]

Actually NO. Uneven butt cheeks and still hotter than you

[a-long-time-gone]

omg you should really continue the Gymnophoria one

Meghan almost fell out of her barstool when Ashlyn went in for a second kick, this time to cover up her embarrassment. 

"She’s just drunk." Ashlyn rationed with herself out-loud. Meghan new better than to try to argue with her, so instead just smiled and took in a heavy sip of her drink.

Ashlyn let her eyes glance over to Ali again, who had one hand drumming on the inside of her thigh, and her other hand curled back into her hair. She had stopped feigning attention towards Heather, who was now in deep conversation with Sydney. Ali’s gaze was strong on Ashlyn and her lip was still inbetween her teeth. When she noticed Ashlyn looking at her, her eyebrow rose ever so slightly, and her mouth curled into a smirk. This made Ashlyn’s skin light on fire. Suddenly she felt like her pants were too tight, her shoes were too small, her shirt was buttoned up too far and she almost started sweating with nerves. 

"Oh. You’ve got it bad." Meghan said, guffawing towards Ashlyn, who was now squirming in her seat.  

"Stop." Ashlyn said, chugging back the rest of the beer.

"You might want to tell her that." Meghan raised her eyebrows back, indicating that Ashlyn should turn around to see Ali approaching. 

The way she was swaying her hips alone, was enough to drive Ashlyn half mad, but when she approached the duo, she combed her hair back with her fingers and let her arm rest gently on Ashlyn’s shoulder. Ashlyn felt as though her chest might explode at the sensation of having Ali so close. 

"I was wondering. Do you want to get out of here? I don’t want to walk back alone?" Ali said, her eyes faking innocence, but at the same time the sexiness behind them was something that couldn’t be hidden. Ashlyn felt herself dumbly nodding before sliding out of the barstool. She waved goodbye to Meghan as Ali slid her hand down her back and into Ashlyn’s. 

"I’ve been waiting to get you alone, all night." Ali said, her breath heavy into Ashlyn’s ear. Ashlyn felt again as though she was on the verge of imploding. She smiled shyly and thought to herself, that maybe, Meghan was right, and Ali wasn’t as straight as she thought.