#thedestrxction

[everymidnightsdreary]

“So I got in a fight, they owed me money.”

Grey eyes like sharpened steel glared into Mike's blues, his warm hand feeling for heat and damage around his friend's face so tender in stark contrast. "Why didn't you just take your money back? Are we talking like... small bills or mountains of cash? Why didn't you call on the cavalry?" His free hand, as though containing every ounce of offence and mock hurt his body could muster, flew to his chest, fingers splayed out over his own heart.

[everymidnightsdreary]

//Okay but how is Lyn happier in Liquid Snake's company than BH's?

[everymidnightsdreary]

//tbh there are two songs I personally associate with BH

and both of them get played on Weird Al’s tour

[everymidnightsdreary]

thedestrxction replied to your post: "Well, Well, Well" [yolo]

Mike blushed really hard, not prepared for that sight. Not at all… He bit his lower lip. “Um… you want me to help you with that…?”

This was, of course, the time at which the spirit tried to protest nce more, but he had the feeling it was fall on deaf ears. Lyn offered a crooked grin, beckoning his friend closer. “I’m sure we could help each other here...”

[vasiilisc]

hi

Send me a ‘hi’ and I will put my playlist on shuffle, write down the first line of five songs and give it to you as a poem.

Men coming at me

Words like violence

Sing me a song

All your hidden faces

Into your realms of war.

[squeebsnbear]

thedestrxction ((It’s 1:30 in the morning, I’m tired as hell, and I’ve been wanting to interact with you for the longest time now. Like, at least a few months. I’m shy. Hi there.))

[Time: 03:19] Squiio: You. [Time: 03:20] Squiio: With the face.