#sparkless-sunshine

[shea]

Yoooo, you're doing Geekcon? I'm flying in from NYC to visit my moirail and it ended up being around the time of that con, so apparently I'm going! Totally irrelevant, but sweet!

That's hilarious, both of my quadrants are in new york! And heck yeah Geek.kooooooooooooooooooooooooon!

[nevereatdork-blog]

Dualscar/Patot

DUALSCAR SEE THE PATOT.  HE TAKE A BITE BECAUSE HE HAVE BEDROMM THOUGHTS.

IT MKAKE THIME GO AWEY.

BUT TEN HE FUCAK PATOT.

THE END.

YE

[sleepyspoonie]

He also chewed up a Power Rangers Game Boy Color game (and somehow it still worked), dragged me on my stomach across a parking lot (I was about 7 and he weighed more than I did, also he was running), would pee as soon as he got back in the house after a half hour walk and, of course, he also ate a few feet of ivy off of the side of the house. His name was Bear. He lived up to that name. Oh yeah, he ran away when we had the house painted and a painter left the door open. We had him for a year.

game boy color tech can survive anything dude don't you know

ahhh he reminds me of bo

bo was my grandmother's dog he was around for as long as i can remember until he had to be put down just a couple months ago

he could catch birds right out of the air if they flew into his yard and he would break all the branches off of trees by jumping up and biting them

and we weren't allowed to play tug o war with him when we were little because he was so strong he could drag us anywhere

he was a fierce motherfucker but he became sweet when he got rly old

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I ship you and Sam the twelve year old's mother.

Better be spades or that shit would never work

[polarorangedry]

Hey, thanks for following me! If I post anything that you'd like me to tag, please let me know. :)

wow thanks for acknowledging that i followed you!!!!! if post nsfw stuff it would be cool if you tagged it :) 

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Describe three of your stories using Doge. Please. We're dying to know.

ANMOE:Much dumbSuch chaptersSo cronkyVery hiatusWow.

Unexpected Slurries:So sneakSuch CaptorsMuch sexyVery revengeWow.

MRAStuck/Best Intentions:Such gayVery piercingsSo cronkriMuch bootyWow.

[nevereatdork-blog]

Yes hello what is your opinion on the socio-economic status of the United States of America?

that shit's gone all smack jankle diddly dacked yo

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Best Intentions, Chapter Three

Pairing: Cronkri Summary: Your name is Kankri Vantas and you are a second year Theology Major at Cresting Heights College. This year, however, your main project has lead you down a road that you're not sure you're entirely prepared for. Rating: Explicit

Read from the Beginning

With everything in place you go to bed and try to forget about the unfortunate event. It never happened. You never let it happen and Cronus never suggested it.

For the next two days, you don’t speak a single word to Cronus. He tries striking up conversation after conversation, but you don’t let yourself play into his game. You leave the room immediately every time he enters the one you’re in and you’re not really planning on stopping any time soon. You even take to staying in your room if he follows you around and just locking the door, something that you at least assume should keep him out.

Any time you’re left to your own devices, though, you can’t help but to think about it. How dare he gawk at you like that? It’s one thing to do what he tried to do - and really, you don’t have any idea why you even accepted his offer in the first place - but another entirely to just stare. You understand that he may have been caught off guard, but that’s no excuse. To be honest, though, you’re very glad that he hesitated because it allowed you to gather your bearings and remove yourself from the situation.

Unfortunately, you drop your guard as you try to prepare yourself a nice breakfast and find yourself caught in a situation that you can’t avoid. As you whip your eggs to be scrambled, you hear someone whistling from the living area. You don’t look up, hoping that it’s just one of your roommates going to class. But then you can hear footsteps on the tiles and the whistling stops as you’re dumping your eggs into the pan.

Read the rest on AO3~♥