#krisam

[krisamisms]

krissoul meme backlog + also gaster. he’s just there i guess

[somanyhumanbeings]

Peter Krisam, Dr. Karl Gockel (1930)

[krisamisms]

whatever old art from 2024….. come eat your slop

shitty doods under cut

[krisamisms]

killing me softly

ref under cut:

[krisamisms]

yeah sure i’ll post the link here, why not. wrote a krissoul fic a week or so ago, come shower me in praise if you want to see more /j

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[krisamisms]

i don’t do slowburn. those bitches are going in the microwave

[krisamautomation]

Krisam Automation uses Automated Testing Systems, leak test machine & End of line tester to test various parameters for machines like pressure, endurance, leakage

[crankyspersonalstories]

Kinktober 2017. Day Nine Lingerie. Krisam.

The hunting life wasn’t always glamorous, most jobs ending covered in some kind of grossness, from dirt to blood to God only knows what.  And close were not a thing that money was spent on, at least not a lot, thrift shops were a hunters best friend.  For the reason of you never know when a ghost is going to really get pissed, and rip your clothes to shreds.

So when Sam handed her the bag, she was a little more than confused, since it was from a popular lingerie store.  She didn’t ask, as she opened it, her mouth falling open at the soft fabric pieces that she pulled out, looking between her husband and them.

“I was thinking, you could wear them for me tonight, since we missed our anniversary, being in the middle of a case.”

“I think I can do that.” She smiled, leaning up on her tip toes, pressing her lips to his.

When they parted, she picked up the bag and headed into the bathroom, Sam smiling after her, sitting on the bed to wait.