“ Anyone who steals a train would definitely have a... ”
“ Locomotive. ”
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“ Anyone who steals a train would definitely have a... ”
“ Locomotive. ”
✉ @xdiez said: 'Bite me harder.' ::: Send ‘Let me taste you’ to bite my muse. Send ‘Bite me harder’ for my muse to bite yours. || no longer accepting :::
✉ @redbclt said: The guy was being given a lot of space as far as Lou could tell from the moment they walked into the bar for some decent drinking, but the redhead took a seat next to Kid anyway because who obeyed warning signs these days? "Whiskey," Lou growled at the poor barkeep who already looked terribly nervous and afraid. // :3
Kid could hear the boisterous laughter coming from his crew scattered throughout the bar. He knew Killer was seated in the booth directly behind him, eyes burning holes into the back of his head despite the helmet obscuring his face. Why he was on the receiving end of that glare, he had no idea, but he didn't have the mental capacity to deal with it right now. So instead, he just focused on his own glass of liquor and the sounds around him of his crew enjoying themselves. That was, until someone came to sit in the stool beside him. Every other local patron in the bar gave him a wide berth. Typical of small time towns like this when notorious pirate crews showed up. Didn't really offend Kid either way; meant he wouldn't be bothered by upstarts thinking their shit didn't stink. Quirking a nonexistent eyebrow, Kid eyed the newcomer without turning his head as he curled his hand tighter around his liquor glass. From what he could see out of his peripheral, they didn't appear to be anyone he recognized. So with a mental shrug, he brought his drink to his lips and downed the rest of its contents in one large gulp where he promptly slammed it back down to be refilled. ❝ Whiskey here is shit, by the way. Yer better off with the rum, ❞ Kid muttered to no one in particular, having already drank his fair share of the crap earlier.
Oh, did he hit a nerve? So much for the 'calm, cool and collected' Captain, Trafalgar Law. Not moving from his seat, Kid simply arches a brow at the tone. ❝ I wasn't insinuating shit. A fine piece of ass like that? I'm sure she gets around. Or do you not let any of your crew have fun? ❞
idk its sunday so N/SFW TITLES or whatever hcs i dont fucking know
Winnie: Catboy monster fucker. you’re probably a furry if you like him. will flirt with you and your man and your girl and your boss and your-
Curly: likes to make out at parties with strangers. catch his glasses steaming up every time he sees someone cute. crushes easily.
Sally: Baby. Touched starved. Has never seen a boob. total bottom.