shslpickpocket replied to your post:who even won the bgo i was iN
Ries won
dAMMIT
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shslpickpocket replied to your post:who even won the bgo i was iN
Ries won
dAMMIT
✄ it's not like im going to abuse this information or anything
Send ✄ for a PET PEEVE headcanon
codys pet peeves? people who dont understand his humor, when people brag about their grades/talent, and people who like dogs better than cats.
also people who cant tell the difference between margarine and butter. god he hates that.
shslpickpocket replied to your post: why is everyone killing each other
fun and profit
did u know it is ILLLEGAL to kill?????????????????????
I want the K (you had me at "cannibal" tbh)
"You're very cute. You know that right, Yuki?"
The food critic's voice was smooth and crisp as the door clicked shut behind her. The moment the two were in the safety of Fumiko's room, the girl in red and white just seemed... off. Like she wasn't the girl the pickpocket had met. That kind smile that stayed on her lips, didn't seem so kind anymore. As if it were only there by force.
"Please, make yourself comfortable... I don't usually invite many in here... But you're special, Yuki."
The one with shape blue eyes, complies to her words and seats themselves on the critic's bed. Shaking off the uneasy feeling that they had just a moment ago. They were just being paranoid, nervous. Fumiko was Fumiko, nothing was wrong, nothing was strange. Or at least that what they told themselves. The young woman continues to smile to them as she approaches.
"You have such lovely hair and skin..."
Fumiko spoke in a bit of a whisper as she gently brushed Yuki's bangs to the side and trailed her gloved fingers along the others cheek and jawline. She was being attentive, it was strange but putting the pickpocket into a trance...
"But my favorite thing about you... Are those beautiful eyes of yours."
She continued to speak such sweet words, cupping Yuki's face and lightly brushing her thumb on their eyelashes. Smiling down at them as they sat on her bed, the food critic suddenly jammed her thumb into the others eye. Moving into around and around, ignoring their screams of pain and thrashing as she kept them down with her free hand.
"Scream all you like. The great thing about these dorms, the walls are sound proof."
Her voice was unnervingly calm as she ignored their screams and finally removed her thumb their eye. Licking the crushed remains of Yuki's eye off of her gloves. The pickpocket watched her in horror, their heart racing as they held a hand over their eye socket. The pain was unbearable and all they wanted was relief. Looking to the door for escape, the girl gripped their chin forcing them to look at her and that smile of hers.
"You're not thinking of leaving are you? It's too soon for that, I haven't tasted the other one yet. They're my favorite thing about you. Of course I want to try them both..."
shslpickpocket replied to your post:once again advertising codys friend page and...
can yuki be on it even though they only talked once
all i need is a usable icon but yes yuki is allowed
shslpickpocket replied to your post:i hope u realize who ever draws my character i...
ok but what if it’s a shitty mspaint drawing from someone with no skill. would u love it then.
yes because u'd still try and put effort in it right i mean you know u m - - --
shslpickpocket replied to your post:hc that if you pull codys gloves off itd do some...
imagine him doing this with Yuki and Yuki stares for like five minutes and then picks up his hands and runs off
shslpickpocket replied to your post: 'maybe shes rich' what kind of fucking...
[in that case steals everything that’s in your pockets]
fucking shit i guess you stole my hands