"/you're/ a hostess cupcake."
“Fucking fight me Hostess cupcakes are amazing.”
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"/you're/ a hostess cupcake."
“Fucking fight me Hostess cupcakes are amazing.”
"Stop grabbing my ass, people are looking." ( stop sam das gay )
[ x ]
He considers playing innocent for about .2 seconds. Kind of hard when his hand is very clearly still doing the thing it was supposed to stop. Instead he gives a half shrug, and there’s a wicked grin that lights up his entire face. “So?” He’s turned himself so that he’s facing Dean’s side, crowding against him like it’s the most natural thing in the world. “Let them look, you look way too good in those jeans to pass up.” He’s partly joking, playing a part to see if he can push Dean’s buttons and rile him up. The rest of him though? Well he’s certainly not lying, and his hand is way too comfortable giving the other Winchester’s ass a squeeze to be just ‘playing around’. So he does it again, and his head has to duck down because he’s chuckling. He’s enjoying this...and the attention, way too much.
It was after dark Hazel wandered the grounds the most.
His friends, the Residents, they were mostly nocturnal. Things that had always crept in the dark. And it was the closest to his old home the world offered.
Sometimes he went to check for stragglers, humans that came with their phones and photo filters to the old Asylum. Things that needed to be dealt with to maintain sanctuary. Or messes that over zealous Residents made, so no photo-filter people would be alarmed. A few larger incidents had occurred, but they had passed into lore. Unfortunately, lore brought more cameras.
Most times though, he went to watch the stars. To see if those cold dots of poison had moved at all. But they just stared down with malice.
Some nights, like this night, he heard things creeping up through the woods. He found killing things without conversation first to be highly impolite. So he always waited, sighing at how loud their quietness was.
BUT YOU LOVE ME <3
always and forever, b. always and forever.
I wondee why you made a cassie (x
AMANDA IS THE REASON I SINNED, EVERYONE.
[ text message; buffy ] And now I’m afraid that I’m a pornographic eater. ( I M LAUGHING SO MUCH )
texts from last night.
[ text; dean ] ... sorry, what? why? this whole text is confusing
[ text message; babe ] And now I’m afraid that I’m a pornographic eater.
[ text message ; asshole ♥ ] Wait so do you eat porn or do you eat so sexily that you make all the ladies’ panties drop [ text message ; asshole ♥ ] Because I can vouch for one of those.
[ text message; babe ] I pretty much can’t stop smiling when I talk to you. Even when you talk about disease and infectious diarrhea.
[ text message ; asshole ♥ ] That’s…. [ text message ; asshole ♥ ] That’s the sweetest thing I’ve ever heard. I love you what the fUCK