Jan 2, 2017
“Was there actually ever a time where "I eat punks like you for breakfast” sounded threatening instead of homoerotic?”
“I never thought of it as homoerotic, but now that you mention it...”
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“Was there actually ever a time where "I eat punks like you for breakfast” sounded threatening instead of homoerotic?”
“I never thought of it as homoerotic, but now that you mention it...”
(Closed)
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“It doesn’t matter how many times you say that, I don’t think they’re going to give us free cake.”
Hesitant (Closed)
@themurderousintent liked a starter
Jean walked up to the house rambling like she had for the past forty minutes. “The little kids will mostly hide. Anyway, I guess we’ll just go to my room to work. Otherwise, it can get a little hectic. I’m sure Kitty and Kurt will be goofing off too,” she spoke excitedly. She was nervous for William to see the institute. Not many people just visited this place. It was much too dangerous for all the students and even potential guests.
Jean had offered to study with William but she had forgotten her books. She almost offered to just run back to the house to get them but she figured that would be kind of rude. Besides, William seemed trustworthy enough. So here they were, at the front door. “They won’t be too much of a bother,” she mumbled uncertainly.
Roid Rage (Closed)
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Mickey stood in his normal spot; tucked in the corner of the locker room right beside the door in case he needed to make a slick exit. He had collected about $1000 just that afternoon from dumbasses who couldn’t tell their shit from their asshole. Watered down steroids, caffeine pills passing as speed, and shake weed poured from his pockets into those assholes as the money rolled in. He should’ve just taken his money and left but he decided to try and get that one last sale when he saw the quarterback head towards the door.
Mickey cleared his throat and swung forward, pulling one of his feet up to relax against the locker behind him. “Hey. Big game coming up right?” He asked as though he could give two shits. He just fed off the football teams insecurity and stupidity. “I got stuff that’ll help--weight gain, weight loss.” He leaned forward. “Muscle mass, ya know,” he whispered.
"Nerd."
“Bitch”
@themurderousintent || Cont. from x:
“I’m aware of that, I’m not new to loyalty. I’m just cautious about those I trust it with. For me, loyalty is a very sacred thing and if it’s ever broken, there can be only one solution for it and I’m sure you know what I mean by that.” Holly said seriously, something that was very unlike her. She looked over at him with near despair in her eyes. “Why are you even offering me this?”
@themurderousintent || Cont. from x:
“Trust me, I know when someone is being a jackass and you were being just that. Oh and I could have done without that little tune you were humming to yourself. What even was that? ‘I’m too sexy for my shirt’ or something?”
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Also, not surprisingly, I loved them the most:
That was my favourite scene hands down
YES! I LOVED how they were animated, their movements, the howling, their head tilts - EVERYTHING!! <3 It was awesome!!!