#naughtylist-jack

[suicunesrider]

your stocking isn't the only thing im gonna be stuffing tonight

hOW DO YOU EVEN

this isn’t even an rp blog over here you’re just talking to mE

[gonnahavealittlefun]

i lov e that u exist

"When that's all you do for 300 years, you get preeeetty good at it."

[asleepymasc]

has a man ever landed on Uranus B)

no but my foot's about to land in yours.

[demonicjackfrost]

it smells like mothballs around here

I gotta do something to keep the bugs away while I'm gone. 

[hexgurl1999]

Closed RP With naughtylist-jack

Pitch had noticed the old hut a long time ago, though he had been weary of the place his curiosity got the better of him. He hated the feeling of curiosity, he hated any emotion for that matter. But that was what you got when you chose to be in human form. He walked to the door and opened it.  The room was dark and dusty. There were spell books lining the walls and there was a black cauldron in the center of the room. "So it was a witches hut." He thought. He walked forward, but it was a trap. A large object pushed him over. He fell onto the cauldron flipping it over. The liquid inside spilled all over Pitch. he gasped realizing whatever witch owned this hut didn't want company. Pitch's skin felt hot and itchy. Whatever was happening to him he didn't want to be in the hut when the witch returned. He moved to his lair through the shadows. As soon as he entered the lair he darted to his bedroom. He glanced in the mirror and saw his hair was down to his hips. "oh no..." Pitch ran to grab his scissors. When he returned to the mirror his waist was thin and his chest was large. He looked down in pure horror. He watch as his body changed. he looked at his face as the last of his masculinity faded. He looked at his new body. He... or should I say she, looked in the mirror. Pitch's robe revealed a little to much of his chest. Pitch sighed as he realized how big his bust was. "too big..." he sighed. he was one of those really busty girls, and his robe didn't help. A nightmare galloped in. At first it was surprised, but it recovered quickly. It informed Pitch that Jack was close to the lair. A bit too close. "crap." pitch thought. the boy would see him like this. Pitch couldn't let the guardians find out. He'd NEVER hear the end of this.

[freerunningbarista]

"Hows business? People recognising the difference between actual coffee and your month old piss yet?"

"It's better than ever, actually. Thanks for asking," he says with a pleasant smile.

[pangowlin]

;-;

What is wrong sweetie? D:

[demonicjackfrost]

dude i miss you

I missed you too. 

Now I'm back.