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ff+ Eirik ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
Another email with yet another fanfiction link. Edward was filled with dread upon clicking the link. This story like the one with Rose started out tame but quickly progressed to a sexual level. An embarrassed screech filled the air along with a dark crimson blush.
“W-what the hell?! We don’t even know eachother that well and he keeps calling me shrimp! Why would we be doing the dirty?!”
Wrong Turn
@lycanthiia The Russian groaned as he slowly came to consciousness, the mess of dirty blonde hair matted at the back from dried blood which he could only assume was from the blow to the head. His head throbbed with the pain as he lifted his head, opening his eyes warily to take in his surroundings; hands were bound tightly behind his back, and through recovering vision, his feet were as well. Devid, his alias, subtly tried moving his wrists to loosen his bindings to no prevail, only irritating the skin more. He tried recalling events leading to this, trying to see a face or figure, though nothing came to mind. "Bastard."
There was a heavy knocking on the bakery’s door– NO WAIT that wasn’t right, because Eirik BURSTED into the shop without waiting for the other to respond to it, not even caring about the ‘CLOSED’ sign at the door, to him, the shop wasn’t and he knew it wasn’t. “Erika? You better be 'ere!” He exclaimed.
The redhead was cleaning the counter, when the other burst through the door, tired after the busy day....
And she let out a high pitched yelp, diving behind said counter at the loud noise.
After a moment, she peaked her head over the top, blinking wide brown eyes at the “assailant”.
“E-Eirik...wh...wh...what are.....why....” she couldn’t even get a coherent sentence out, before giving a whine. “....my dooooor.....”
"I hate Times New Roman"
“You mean the font, right?”.
📎
For every 📎 I get in my ask box, I’ll post a thread that I want to do.
If I could somehow work Casper into a Dragon Age or Mass Effect AU without changing his character too much, I would be all over that but I’m not sure how well that would work out. There’s already a pure cinnamon roll ghost boy in Dragon Age and ghosts in space seems hella extreme.
((One of them looks so offended, another is just being an ass, the hybrid is sharing a “well that happened moments”, and the last one is breaking up with us.
hmmmmm, complicated relationships these are, hmmmm.))
zylophone :P
Zylophone:A few actually! Do I play them well?....nope X’DI played piano as a kid (I can still play two or three songs) and acoustic guitar when I was an emo tween (I can’t play it anymore). Now I’m learning how to play the harmonica and I’m pretty decent at it. I play a mean ‘time of your life’ by greenday >:D
