#manpara

[reformasendonostia]

Dutxa manpara jarri berria #Manpara de #ducha recién instalada. https://www.instagram.com/p/ByiD6LuCq7O/?igshid=lima1o6kxhat

[trebledeath]

I've done it, I've created a Karkat. Mandara is currently shipped with everyone. I didn't even decide it, they were all coming to me, asking for it to be canon. I love Mandara to death, and they're my fav, but come on guys. I just wanted them to be like, a parent figure who was only a couple years older, but now they're shipped with everyone, and I wanted philhovven to be canon, but I just can't. They oth have to die. Sobs.

[sharp--little--boy-blog]

The Man Chap.1

"You did it!" He screams as tears slide their way over his roughly shaven face. "Don't bullshit me dad I know you killed her!" He snarled as his hands clenched into fists. His father was blank. The pinnacle of an industry-man. "Calm down Daniel." He said with a sigh. "I haven't done anything... You cannot prove anything" He added raising his hands. 

"My name if Nysos... God that's so like you! Can't even call me by my real name when we're alone." The boy shouted slamming his fists down on the desk infront of him with a loud thud. The sound of breaking glass followed as a family picture fell to the floor. --perfect.   "You're being impulsive Daniel. Now stop it." The man in front of him said moving to walk around the desk and hold his son's shoulders. "You're making a fool of yourself." That threw the boy over the edge. 

"God forbid I make you look bad right!? Mom died not two weeks ago and look at you! Back at work the day after the funeral " He said pulling roughly from his fathers grip. He stormed away towards the liquor cabinet. "Son I don't think that's wise" His father said coming towards him to pry the whiskey from the youth's hands. Nysos was faster to skull the firey drink, than his father was at crossing the large office. 

He threw the glass at his father who managed to get out of the way as the glass sailed into the wall and shattered. "Don't you fucking tell me what to do old man. You can't control yourself. You have to own and direct everyone and everything around you. It's sickening." He spat tilting his head with narrow, hate filled eyes.  "You should have been the one to get shot. Not Mom." He said tears making it hard for him to even speak. --Choking. His father looked genuinely rather hurt. --Good. Nysos wished he could do something to make the old cunt pay for what he had done. Nysos had been given a tape, he didn't even know who it had come from. But he didn't care. It had the truth, the camera footage from that night. The night his father had killed his mother with no remorse. "She choked on something" "Bullshit?"  

"I know it was you just admit it!" He screamed moving right to his father's face- his father's face which had changed from nothingness to wide eyes. His father's face who's eyes had just rolled backwards. The face was gone, pressed into Nysos's chest. The boy jumped away wondering what the fuck was happening. 

"Dad?" He said looking as the man lay face down on the ground. "Dad?!" He repeated with worry. He crouched down and rolled the man over. But it was clear he was already dead.

                -Heart attack, Nysos, 30th story of Sharp Enterprises.