“I got us matching shirts~.”

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“I got us matching shirts~.”
psychopitcher replied to your post:“Do you think Lester’s little fanboy heart broke...
I keep pieces of him in my pillowcase.
“...I actually believe that...”
{ psychopitcher } "Please don't aim your dick at me that's unsanitary."
psychopitcher said: [- Bullseyes. Two Bullseyes. Matt is so fucked hi ;D -]
//BRB LOOKING FOR AN ADULT
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“Why would I be jealous?”
I now pronounce you :|
Citizenship through marriage.
That was all Daken had been looking for when he’d fraudulently married a man with a stolen identity nearly ten years ago in the great state of Massachusetts. He’d forgotten about it, naturally, since he’d left that man’s body in a hotel room barely three months into their marriage, but it had come back to haunt him when the press had caught wind of the married couple in Osborn’s Avengers. The man Daken had married ten years ago had stolen Lester’s identity, so they’d been legally married for ten years. Not wanting to cause a stir and riding high on the publicity the fraudulent marriage had earned him, Osborn had overmedicated and threatened Lester and bribed Daken into renewing their vows publicly.
So, there the two stood after reading begrudgingly from their scripted vows, cameras flashing all around them, as the priest pronounced them man and husband. Not waiting for his cue, Daken caught the marksman by the back of the head and smashed their mouths together for a photogenically brutal kiss. It wasn’t all bad. The whole charade had its perks. At least he now had the option to divorce the bastard, and he knew Lester was loaded.
psychopitcher replied to your post:Who tops you or bullseye
I’m gonna tear you open from mouth to asshole, /pooch/.
“Oooh, talk dirty to me~.”
You don't want me to have anything in my life that's not you.
Will Graham, Hannibal