#dxntsayit

[misterquickwitted]

dxntsayit replied to your post: “You can never be too careful. See that baby in...

“They’re everywhere, man. The U.N.S.C is fucked up.” she just shakes her head and keeps on walking.

“Okay, getting less and less sure you’re kidding now. C’mon... they wouldn’t have baby operatives, that doesn’t even make sense.”

[thesinningdaddy]

dxntsayit replied to your post: “Come to me, you sweet lil ducklings! I shall be...

“Define basic chores.”

“Dishes. Making dinner. Cleaning. Basic house chores.”

[iveology]

dxntsayit replied to your post: “Someone save me, Tex is mooning over all these...

[sips on her mocha]

“Gimmie.”

[belxspeak]

dxntsayit replied to your post: outofmxnd replied to your post: how to make an...

DON’T YOU DARE

“But??? I just wanna learn what it is...”

[sorryaboutthemessfellas-arc-blog]

@dxntsayit

Like every two year old, the small red haired, green eyed child was naturally curious about everything around her. It was no wonder they called it the ‘terrible twos’. Carolina was becoming more of a little hellion every day, always trying to get into everything and anything she can. It was almost like she actually enjoyed giving her parents a hard time, no matter what she was doing, she’d give her parents a run around before getting caught much to their dismay.

With her daddy in the study busy with his thesis, and her mother going about the house doing chores or whatever she stuck being confined to her playpen.... which she hated. She’d rather be running around the house. But it was the only way to keep her out of trouble when they couldn’t keep an eye on her. In which she will sit there pouting and whining until one of them finally let her out of the small prison.

Carolina stood up placing both her little hands on the side of the playpen looking around the living room. She could hear her mother in the other room, it sounded like she was loading up the washing machine or something.

“Mommy!!” Carolina wailed loudly looking down the hallway. 

[gottagetmeoneofthese]

(x)

dxntsayit replied to your post “Hey. Can I borrow your frying pan. For.... Reasons. It's uh. Better...”

"No-pe. Just need to use it to prove something to someone."

“Well...okay. But you should know, I’m aware of every scratch, dent, and rust spot. My head made most of those dents.”

[necroarchived]

dxntsayit replied to your post: sometimes you sound like you don't like arthas...

FUN FACT! You can RP and enjoy RPing as a character while still admitting how problematic/flawed they are!

     Seriously, the best part about Arthas is that when he fell, he embraced it. Became the worst version of himself. He had multiple chances to return to the Light, to humanity, and he took literally none of them. He actively destroyed those chances and laughed at people who might’ve harbored aspirations of making him see the errors of his ways. 

[lxckpxcks-blog]

@dxntsayit

“Wow. That was random. What, did North or Wash dare you to kiss me to see if I’d punch your face in?”

York grinned lightly “Mayyyybbbbbeeee.” The tan solider smirked and winked at the other. “I may or may not have also won their next pay and a day or two off.”