#fivenightking

[tinyboxisms-archive-blog]

continued from x with fivenightking

         ‘ no !              you’re all i’ve got,                  i can’t let anything happen to you ! ‘

[firstkxng-blog]

fivenightking replied to your post:Wait what's going on with everyone leaving??? I've...

For me it’s more than any single update. Every update just gets worse and having to find things to undo the update and it’s super stressful and gah I’m just sick of tumblr tbh

[[You and a lot of other people, my dear. It’s just. It’s only been like 3-4 years and tumbr’s gone from a great place to work together and rp and colaborate to a hot mess. So I wouldn’t be surprised if a whole lot of people leave after this. The straw that brakes the camel’s back, as it were]]

[reine-du-bal-roleplay-blog]

“You have whipped cream like right here.” Scarlett pointed to a spot under her lip, hoping to show Mark where he’d missed his mouth. The two had had a day in -Scarlett’s idea- to let Mark have a break. A Disney movie played on the TV screen, and the two had bought cakes and pies galore, which rested around them under a pillow fort. They had shared bites of their desserts, cuddling under the same blanket. 

“Just let me get it.” She giggled, putting her hands on the sides of his face, her thumb stroking the cream off his chin, but her hands lingering. Her eyes flickered to his lips, and she hoped he had the same idea she did.

[markfxschbach-blog]

fivenightking replied to your post “fivenightking replied to your post:DID I JUST FIND A MARKIPLIER RP...”

//Yeah seriously, who would even think that in a couple of months our secret plan will be set in motion. Why would the anon even bring that up gosh. Pffft

We’re Markipliers-- what harm could be done as this man ~ ? :3c

In the next few months i’ll be sitting here-- NOT putting our plan in motion and sending choppers over the country . . . naaaaaaaah ~

[stupxfied]

Rough touch

              fivenightking || ✯ 

11.) You muse slams mine against a wall hard.

All the breath was knocked out of him when his back hit the wall, and he was suddenly terrified. He had never expected Mark to do this-- they were supposed to be friends. They were supposed to be happy, and love each other, and be really cool guys-- but now he was being held up against the wall, and he had no back up. He didn’t have weapons, his hands were pinned-- he was stuck.

“Please, please-- I’ll do anything. Please--”

[stupxfied]

                                                      fivenightking

“What are you doing?”

[editingthatin-blog]