#sercphs

[elatedrails]

Someone tell @sercphs that this is normal behaviour.

[boomymania]

need someone to get this shirt for me

source: @sercphs love u bro

[boomerbutgoo]

"Since you keep insisting that you're the Father (delusional as you are), you have to pay for it." Devona knew exactly what she will demand as punishment.

"Send me pictures of you naked. Then kill yourself." @sercphs

[romanticaisms]

Cradle places one half-decent hotdog in Yulia's hands and stares at her expectantly.

Stares at the hotdog for an exact 60 seconds before she walks away with it. To find a half-dead starving animal to feed it to.

In the event the hotdog is fine, the animal will surely be happy to have something to eat. If not, then at least the poor thing will be out of its misery soon enough.

[abyssmalice]

@batoushoujo @sercphs

tonitoni vc I'm Da King of Da Plane

(edit: I FORGOT THE EXPLOSION)

[aetherose]

How did she get here. Tonia what the hell. God help her she's so embarrassed.

[fiendcrown]

it's fine . they'll just have to introduce ( a higher dosage of ) triptan into their medication cocktail at this rate .

[dcviated]

tension symbol prompts :: open

@sercphs sent: 👁️ : your muse is watching mine sleep , when my muse suddenly wakes up & catches them [ Sancho and Heathcliff, let's throw a wild one out there for their first meeting

She's silent in his dreams, when her ghost deigns to appear within them. A flash of hair before the ephemeral visitor departs again. She leaves with the colors. The pigments and blends melt like rain splashes over a window. One that he could never seem to open.

Eyes slide open, and Heathcliff stares vacantly at the ceiling as his lungs unburden themselves a long held breath. He considers trying to get another blink or so of shut-eye, when something catches his attention in his peripheral.

SWING! Only when the bat clongs into the wall, does Heathcliff take the moment to register just what he was swinging at in a startled panic. His breathing stumbles. Sancho?

"HUO?! The hell are you doing in here?!" No, he will not be apologizing for nearly knocking the bloodfiend's head off their shoulders. Can hardly blame a bloke for using self defense and having strong instincts, now can you?

A roll up from the cot that was his bed, glancing over at where the bat had collided with the wall. Well. What's another bloody dent in the environs, yeah?

"A little creepy to be watchin a feller sleep, innit?"