#fairmstarter

[naughtycasx-blog]

Howlr || open

Naughtycas: nice dick pic

Naughtycas: I'm totally a fan of those

Naughtycas: especially when they're unsolicited

[levicrxft]

“The welcoming committee really knows how to make a guy feel great. Stabbed twice and was in the hospital for a couple weeks. Moral of the story, I’m still fucking pissed about it. I can’t even eat a bowl of cereal the same way anymore.”

[naughtycasx-blog]

Handsy || Open

Cas was doing his regluar shift at the strip club. He'd been strutting around in just a tight pair of red boxer briefs for awhile, dancing to the music and getting drinks where he could. Of course, there were creepy old men surrounding him, wolf whistling him, but it just built up his ego. Good to know that he was pretty enough to get their probably dysfunctional dicks going again. He was heading for the bar, hoping to grab something fruity when someone grabbed at his ass. He turned to face the other male, eyeing him first before licking his lips.

"Hey, babe. Hands off the merchandise."

[levicrxft]

Little Red || Levi & ---

You’re dancing, not paying much attention to your surroundings, when you feel it, a slight pinch in your side. At first, the pain doesn’t register. Then, it comes a second time. You turn, desperate to figure out what’s happened. You stumble, hand going to your side, where it meets the blood coating your suit. You’ve been stabbed two times.

He pressed against this suit as the pain started to intensify. His fears came true. Someone in here was clearly after him. But who could it possibly be? How did they know it was him under the mask?It wasn’t time to speculate. He needed to leave the area or get some help. Levi began to push through the crowd as the blood began to spread across the fabrics of his suit and button up.  Time was running out and he needed to do something about this wound. 

Levi made it out into the hallway, his hand covering the wound. Blood began to drip from his hand and onto the marble floors. “I fucking knew it.”

[levicrxft]

“I don’t know what’s better ... buying five boxes of Lucky Charms for ten dollars or 3 double sized boxes of Froot Loops for eleven bucks.” He stared at both options holding a box in one hand and another in his other hand. For a person who was known for his quick judgement, choosing which brand of cereal was something he always struggled with. 

[bigwolvesdontcryx-blog]

Closing Shop || Open

Finally. Beckett couldn’t help but look at the clock in wild anticipation. The night was young and it was just about time to close shop. He’d finished up with a car that was going to get picked up tomorrow and he felt pretty fucking good about himself. In fact, he felt so great about himself that he had plans to get some drinks once the clock stroke the right time and he could lock those damned doors. He was just about to go lock the garage doors when he heard the sound of the front doorbell ringing. He turned on his heel wih a look of agitation clearly on his features. He had shit to do.

“Can I help you?”

[deviouslockhart-blog]

“No, no, I heard you, man but I’m not making that. Now, I can get a whisky on the rocks. I can get you a gin and tonic. Hell, I’ll even make you a mudslide but I ain’t making you a cosmo.” Back turned to the customer as he denied him his order, index finger glided across thin air as he took stock of the various liquors that adorned his wall. “Now do you wanna try again or do you wanna get the hell out? The diner down the road might have what you’re looking for.”

[beta-astors-blog]

After watching the wolf curiously for a moment, he couldn’t help but ask, “Are you sure that’s a good idea?”