(G od I’m not sure if anyone remembers this asshole???
But uh, if anyone wants a starter, lemme know.)
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(G od I’m not sure if anyone remembers this asshole???
But uh, if anyone wants a starter, lemme know.)
(Hey, I guess I’m gonna be getting back on my w2h oc blogs?? since other people are doing that.)
ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴɴᴏᴛ HOPE ᴛᴏ ᴄ ʜ ᴀ ɴ ɢ ᴇ ᴛʜɪs MONSTER ɪ'ᴠᴇ ʙ ᴇ ᴄ ᴏ ᴍ ᴇ {{ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ɪᴛ ɪs ᴏғ ᴍʏ ᴏᴡɴ DESIGN }}
(I might get back on this blog?)
“I-I think we have” jessica couldn’t remember when they met, but she remembered meeting him before.
“Can’t... remember yer name though. Mine’s Emmett.” The demon raised an eyebrow and grinned. “Yer pretty far from Heaven, aren’t ya?”
“We’ve ran into each other before, right angel face?” He’d seen her before once. He remembered. It was a while back, but... he remembered.
(Hey, I missed this asshole.
Click the heart for a starter.)
...someone should come entertain me.
M!A youre a cat for 3 days
"Oh, Prov dammit—”
*POOF!*
"…" Emmett scowled, ears pinned back.
...
"I'm safe? ...I'm safe."
Well this might seem a little strong, but do you want to come over? Drinks? Mariokart?
Drinks sound pretty nice, right about now.
As for Mariokart? …never played it. Is it fun?
Grant smiled, a bit relieved, and kissed Emmett after he was done with his yawn. He didn’t want him to go because otherwise he would lose this perfect distraction. “Good, then what are you hungry for? I’m having ramen.”
"Ramen sounds good t' me." Emmett answered, rubbing the back of his neck. He'd hoped he wasn't overstaying his welcome. After all...he thought it'd be just...well, he wasn't sure, now that he thought about it. "So...last night was fun for ya?"
Well this might seem a little strong, but do you want to come over? Drinks? Mariokart?
Drinks sound pretty nice, right about now.
As for Mariokart? …never played it. Is it fun?
"If you want to, I’ll probably make breakfast soon too if you’re interested." Grant suggested, sitting up reluctantly and rubbing his eyes. Modesty was a foreign word to him.
"Hmm...I don't think I wanna leave yet." No, because then he'd be lonely. And Emmett didn't like the feeling of being alone. He sat up and yawned again.
Well this might seem a little strong, but do you want to come over? Drinks? Mariokart?
Drinks sound pretty nice, right about now.
As for Mariokart? …never played it. Is it fun?
"It was a good night too." Grant taunted. His bedhead was a wreck and he still smelled of sex and alcohol. He didn’t want to get up though, it was too warm here, too sweetly intoxicating.
"Mhmm, a very good night." Emmett snickered, turning on his side. He let out a yawn. "So...I'm guessin' ya want me to leave soon, huh?" That's how it usually happened for Emmett. Get some tail, and then leave soon after, the next day.
The problem with wanting
is that it makes us
WEAK.
Why is everyone turnin' into cats now?
Well this might seem a little strong, but do you want to come over? Drinks? Mariokart?
Drinks sound pretty nice, right about now.
As for Mariokart? …never played it. Is it fun?
Grant rolled over as light poured in the window. The fox was at the foot of his bed. His muscles all ached and he woke up slwoly to see Emmett beside him ad arched an eyebrow. He was still here?
Emmett had slept for a while, which was surprising for him. Usually, he didn't sleep. His eyes slowly fluttered open and he blinked a few times. "Oh. Uh, good mornin'." He drawled, before stretching his arms above his head.
Yeah, I'm a zombie. That doesn't mean I'm gonna attack someone. I don't consider myself a 'monster'...
(boop, made a blog for my zombie character. follow if you want, I still gotta add some things.)