#lmfa o

[ryusxnka-moved]

There is a letter from the Eleventh delivered about a certain lieutenant leaving wine stains in the archives and a small cleaning fee is attached. Signed by Y. Ayasegawa.

T he letter forsaken 'pon his work desk is forthwith crushed instants subsequent of it being thoroughly read; crumbled 'tween svelte digits 'fore it is discarded into the trash. He refuses to indulge, to pay a fee, when they allow her inside, themselves.

     " --- Sounds like a you problem, Ayasegawa. "

[trashmouthkid]

Mike Hanlon I have feelings for you

Mike Hanlon I am free this Saturday if you would like to go out with me this Saturday when I am free

[hadncchoice]

@survivormoves​     ⤷         “ why do you assume you’re the smartest in the room? ”

                               ‘’                ---------------      because i am.                   ‘’   

[angelmonstrosity]

other ppl: wow u must be so talented i wish i could play the violin u should play for us sometime!!!!

me, internally: actually i’d really wish to never play it again bc it was something forced upon me by my mom who used it as a form of control, manipulation, and guilt-tripping my whole life

me externally: yeah haha maybe someday

[webslingin]

if you don't want reylo ppl tagging your sw edits like that, then why not tag your posts saying so or put a notice somewhere? when i scroll past an edit on my dashboard that was reblogged, i don't immediately know which ships the OP likes/hates without them explicitly saying so. be more vocal about how you want your work to be interpreted.

i mean, the complaining isn’t really about them reblogging it, i just don’t like the existence of re/y/los in general, like, i don’t want to post that in the caption? i know that means they’re going to keep reblogging abt it but i can complain if i want to

[mindsdistance]

Kazic, go take a COLD shower right now

"--And die of hypothermia? Nah..." You would have if it weren't so damn cold outside.

That dream was more vivid than you wanted to admit. Left you a "little" hot and bothered even. Not that you'd admit aloud that you probably looked like you had a fever. Oh, you were running feverish, alright, just not for the reasons she would have expected. The image played over and over, the image burned into your brain and you wanted to smack yourself for it. You instinctively crossed a leg over the other just in case any tells happened...Best to keep it to yourself and play innocent and solve that issue later...

Best to put on that goofy face she hated so much to make her eventually leave you back to your own devices.

"--Its like, -6.6 c degrees outside right now. You wanna get rid of me that badly, Princess?" You knew she didn't but it would help to tease her with pet names she couldn't stand to get her to leave as soon as possible. If not, you just might end up being a dead man, one way or another.

[tinygayproductions]

holy fuck im shitfascex drunk

[affinnity]

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