#partyciity

[pcshspice-blog]

[2:28:46 PM] ATTILA THE HUNTY.: u asshole [2:28:54 PM] ATTILA THE HUNTY.: he fucking bout to nut and just [2:28:56 PM] ATTILA THE HUNTY.: 'DADDY' [2:29:01 PM] ATTILA THE HUNTY.: cue his gay ass stopping and crying right there

[pcshspice-blog]

                                    {   -- partyciity  }

      “ HEY daddy.”

[asoldieronce-blog]

partyciity replied to your post:not even sorry for the porn or seb stan spam that...

M I L F S

at least its not floppy

[asoldieronce-blog]

the real reason

[aautolatrism]

         she’ll swipe the nearest chair, spinning it around so she can rest her arms on the back rest, a small grin spreading across her lips. it’s not that elis is BAD at keeping SECRETS-- oh no, quite the contrary-- but THIS one is a bit too BIG for her to be COMPLETELY nonchalant about.             still, she at least TRIES to keep a straight face as she tips forward in her chair, a low hum buzzing in her throat as she drums her nails on the table in front of her.

                                                                                              “so! you BUSY today?”

[scarfiistarchive-blog]

melon, vanilla, orange! xoxoxoxoo (:

melon - my first impression of you

this bitch is tryin’ to take my spot of Queen OC. >O

but seriously I was like ‘excuse u’ and then we started talking and shit lit on fire and here we are.

vanilla - what i like most about you

henny there is nothing I don’t like about you. You’re like that partner in crime everyone should have? The one you can sit around and bitch about the world with and you’re my brother basically om  g. ride or die bitch. ride or die.

orange - my opinion of you now and our status

i MEAN RIDE OR DIE BITCH RIDE OR DIE. ye that’s my opinion of you now and our status in one statement.

[bcstard]

partyciity

            a thin eyebrow raises, and quin tilts his head              to the side. it’s been a while since they’ve              spoken. but obviously, nothing about quin              has changed.

                     “               th’ fuck are you doin’??” 

[irlhoundoom-blog1]

writing goals: to outdo the thread where my character sawed off another character’s arm and then cauterized it in a living room.