#hopelesslybound

[thegodforsakenparson-blog]

for the name meme, simon

I think he’s wonderful to be around. He’s so kind to me, and while it’s a little sad that he seems so.... Well, he seems like he thinks he doesn’t deserve it, and I don’t really like that, but.... He’s nice and pleasant and I love to dote on him. He’s nice to have around, and although I haven’t seen him in a long while.... I miss him, and it would be nice for him to visit again. 

He seemed to like my apple pie, and that made me happy.

Very happy.

[helllohum-blog]

“Help me, the computer’s making sad beeps again. Make it happy, please."

Sad beeps? What the hell?“What kind of..... beep?” You answer, raising an eyebrow in confusion as you try to figure out what he means by “making it happy”.

[helllohum-blog]

❤

I would kill for you. • I would make love to you. • I would fuck you. • I would protect you. • I would hurt you for a selfish cause. • I wish we had more in common. • I want nothing to do with you. • I want to see you cry. • I want a future with you. • I want to destroy your future. • I do not care what you do. • I am indifferent towards you. • I want children with you. • I love you ( platonically ) • I love you ( romantically ) • I love you like family. • You are my family. • I could fall in love with you. • I would lie for you. • I would fight by your side. • I will never let you go. • I would hold you while you cried. • I would hug you. • I want to kiss you. • I would stay by your bedside if you were ill. • I want to fall asleep with you in my arms. • I want to forget you. • I will never forget you. • I only want to make you proud. • I wish I could make you happy. • You deserve nothing. • I will never forgive you. • You confuse me.

sorry if I sound GAY AS SHIT lmaono homo, doe

[vicariousphotographer]

The other side of the glass ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

(x)

He wasn’t sure how Simon got into this condition nor would he ever know. He wouldn’t pry. Henry encased Simon within an energy barrier, trying to ignore the cries of anguish and pleas to be let out. 

The barrier was enough to hold up against the average man’s strength. Simon’s hits upon it was like a fly hitting against glass. 

The hermit only sat in front of it, back turned towards Simon. He closed his eyes as he started to feel Simon’s injuries setting upon him, the slashes at his arms transferring onto Henry’s. 

It was going to be a long day.

[vicariousphotographer]

✫

✫: Why you began RPing.

((I remembered that I’ve wanted to because I’ve saw some rpers on facebook and I thought ‘wow, I want to do that too!’. 

So I re-did my account to that son of a bitch rival on Pokemon. Yup, my very first muse for Rping with a Pokemon character. Yich.))

[saddadjeans]

Henry...Be this child’s mother.

[sanctifiedatlast]

You’ve encountered hopelessly--bound.

hopelessly--bound

You sniff at him, nudging him with your snout albeit a tad roughly as you try to discern whether or not he’s an Elsen-- he doesn’t look like one, but he doesn’t look like any kind of Zone-Dweller, and it’s bothering you. Skeletal jaws part, however, as you decide to at least taste him. A thick, white tongue stretches like textured putty to lick Simon in a single, firm, vertical patch covering the whole front of his body. Tastes like sweat and fear.

[vicariousphotographer]

“...! Who’s there?”

He just came out of his apartment and already, there was someone wanting to speak with him. Why, though? He wasn’t that much interesting to begin with.