♠ hated by @sovereignSlayer
for writing reference, what are some of your favorite pet names to be called? do they differ from your after-dark pet names? 0///v///0" (tags: The Rankmaid/Chittr, pet names, #nsfw, writing help, archive rating: M)
Take me to dinner first. Can't complain; I've been watching a trash fire since I got here.
Mhm. Whatever you say, Slick.
Yah it kinda stupid but slick would take any stab (pun intended) at trying to demerit someone
you are the irrelevant slick
No way, could I, even if I wanted to? I don't think so, Spades.
we have a sniper guy? great. also i'm the real slick don't trust the other fucker he's kinda insane and as for the others they're pretty samey
I've come to make an announcement: Spades Slick is a bitch-ass motherfucker, he got the crew evicted. That's right, he ignored all information relating to property ownership of our base and he said that this was "my responsibility", and I said "maybe you should have given me the goddamn documents so I could handle it" so I'm making a callout post on my Chittr.ing: Spades Slick, you've got a small brain. It's the size of this walnut except WAY smaller. And guess what? Here's what my brain looks like. (It's bigger).
"unluckys charms" rankmaid-sensei (tags: Diamonds Droog/Crowbar, dersite/leprechaun, rivals, charms mention, violence, old man yaoi, sadomasochism, flashbacks, #nsfw, top vs top, #gore, #nsfwe in just case due to violence, complicated relationship, just cmere already, scentplay, archive rating: M) summary: everythings coming up, diamonds requested by anonymous things have been complicated for a while when crowbar lands on his back, its rough and tactless. bright red sticking to the soft green fibers of his body, painting him just how droog likes best he clicks his tongue against sharp teeth, cocking his head to the side as he stares down at the pathetic state of unlucky number seven "get up" droog grunts in disappointment as he pulls out his deck, rage flashing in crowbars bright green eyes the only retort before he lunges crowbar tastes blood and see balloons the hunt begins just as it always does, again and again, with both deadset on the prize metal crashing bluntly into bodies, bullets flying, adrenaline pumping at the same pace that blood pours weakly from wounds when he finally gets on top, crowbar can take only a moment to appreciate his victory as droog gnashes his teeth and finds purchase in a throat the scent of clean wool and used baize fills droogs senses, the smell turning sour as crowbars blood begins to fill his jaws the smell takes him back droogs arms looped around crowbars body from behind, crushed against one another hard and tight as he buried his face into his rivals neck and groaned with exertion the warmth of crowbars tongue the way he sounded on top of him just like he was now are the noises they make now so different from then? droog is too caught off guard by the memory to process the swing of an arm, vision blurring white as impact is made his smooth black face is covered with a mix of their blood, twisted into a tired grimace as he watches crowbar retreat to find something heavy something worthy enough to make droog suffer through stars the same way he does "get... up..." crowbar spits, turning back around and pausing in shock at the sight that awaits him droogs on the ground with his legs spread lazily "just cmere already" a pot of gold notes: kyaaa thank you for the request!
You can barely run Midnight City.
One can't ignore the allure of seared meat.
No I'm gonna be all up in your mentions to the hundred and eleventh fold.
i think i should be the next president.
everything is free except for felt-handled goods.
My home timeline exists only as a ruin. My chance of true death has come and gone. I drift the timelines, searching for something, anything, to keep myself from truly going insane. It just so happens that one of those things is telling strangers exactly how I prefer to be treated in bed. Their squirming only makes it more entertaining. #nsfw
Saving the actual newsprint for later?
You aren't the only one dogging my footsteps lately.
I am beginning to worry for the safety of my delivery route https://i.imgur.com/61IB9eY.png
AND ID STILL SURVIVE AND COME BACK TO HAVE YOU SOLVE MY RIDDLES
post felt hate while the west sleeps. they won't be able to counter us.
Bitches told me they think your hat is, and I quote, 'cringe and goofy'.
SORRY FOR NOT BEING MORE GRATEFUL THAT YOU STABBED ME. I'LL TRY TO LOOK INWARD AND WORK ON MYSELF.
SOMETIMES.
one more ♯fortheroad
:33< hey its me troll google here mew go no clue why mew wanted this
So sweet to invite yourself over. Still obsessed?
This really puts into perspective how little I have to do in order to destabilize those green fucks.
Oh, nice insult, your right hand man get it for you? Not surprised. Heard they keep that type of joke on one of the higher shelves.
Is that a threat? Or a promise? Can never tell with you.
Funny bit. Can't wait to see your beady little eye hone in on me next time I go to town.
Of course. The career is secondary to the opportunity to watch aliens post inane things every few seconds.
Didn't know you thought about me so much. It's almost sweet.
Before anybody asks me: of course it's fine to engage in social media with the enemy. As long as it's not the stupid ones.
