Deep Sea Scarf
Deep Sea Scarf
“Hang on.” blurted Harry. “What about my punishment?”
“When in doubt keep your wand in your pocket.”
“Men at work, that used to mean.”
I’m not sure what that’s implying.
“So it’s dope,” the mayor said. “Who’s running the show?”
im n0t sure i want t0 c0nsider the implicati0ns 0f that
“In the first row of the gallery I saw cavello’s family.”
… I haven’t the slightest idea to make of this.
You take his hand and shake it firmly, smiling at him politely.
“I happen to be one Gamzee Makara!”
You retract your hand, smile fading, before bowing to him out of a combination of respect, courtesy, and knowledge of his obvious place on the hemospectrum.
“And ‘tis quite the pleasure to make your acquiantance.”
“Makara, rise. Don’t act as if I lord over you. I am a troll just as you are, no greater no less. Please.”
You hold your hand out to him once more, your smile encouraging.
“The pleasure is all mine in honestly Gamzee”
You perk your head up, smirking at him, not bothering to rise from the bow.
“I see you think more of yourself than even I do, Good Sir.”
“I… don’t seem to follow. But very well.”
You sit down on the floor, eye level with him now.
“So Makara, how are you? Feeling well I take it?”
You smile warmly, though you are slightly confused still.”
highbloodhipster started following you
Well hello, Good Sir!~
You blink. A lot. You open your mouth to speak but are nearly stunned silent.
“Uhm… Yes hello… I am Eridan, Eridan Ampora, and you are?”
You bow respectfully and hold your hand out to shake, but you are flabbergasted. This person appeared to be a highblood but they were not spewing profanities or speaking in their odd fashion, then again, neither were you.
You take his hand and shake it firmly, smiling at him politely.
“I happen to be one Gamzee Makara!”
You retract your hand, smile fading, before bowing to him out of a combination of respect, courtesy, and knowledge of his obvious place on the hemospectrum.
“And ‘tis quite the pleasure to make your acquiantance.”
“Makara, rise. Don’t act as if I lord over you. I am a troll just as you are, no greater no less. Please.”
You hold your hand out to him once more, your smile encouraging.
“The pleasure is all mine in honestly Gamzee”
Make a (Genderbent) Hipster Version of Yourself!
I would do me so hard @___@ /megusta
Aww. I’m so cute~
I is happeh! ^_^
i look really generic and boring irl ok
Holy Shit I’m sexy.
[I need a vest like this. And I needa get my sleeve finished.]
(Source: beahbeah)
AND WHAT THE FUCK KARKAT DOES NOT EQUAL KARATE OR KARNATAKA. WHAT IN THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING WITH YOUR LIFE GOOGLE.
highbloodhipster started following you
Well hello, Good Sir!~
You blink. A lot. You open your mouth to speak but are nearly stunned silent.
“Uhm… Yes hello… I am Eridan, Eridan Ampora, and you are?”
You bow respectfully and hold your hand out to shake, but you are flabbergasted. This person appeared to be a highblood but they were not spewing profanities or speaking in their odd fashion, then again, neither were you.
NO GOOGLE CHROME. GAMZEE IS NOT SYNONYMOUS WITH GAMECUBE. STOP THIS.
Anyone wanna rp some AU shenanigans?
You turn your face towards him, eyes still coyly directed to the side. “I’m sure you know, by now, that that is not within my intentions,” Your eyes slide to him, and you smirk slightly. “Or yours, if I’m not mistaken. In fact, if I am still not mistaken, we made several thinly veiled hints leading up to this moment, and, well…”
You lean forward, eyes sliding shut, and brush your lips delicately over his. You remain there for a moment, mouth hovering over his, before you lean back. Innocently, you open your eyes wide. “I’m afraid I just can’t take the sexual tension anymore.”
You feel her turn towards you, and take in her posture, smiling as you watch her, missing the spark from your eyes meeting with hers. When they finally do you are lost in her words for a moment, not expecting her next move. You feel her move towards you, your own hands instinctively going around her waist, and lightly touching her back as you close your own eyes. Her lips brush ever so gently over yours and you feel a spark shoot through you. You can’t help but grin. You open your eyes, to lock with hers once more, your right hand raising to run through her hair as you now lean into her embrace. You come close to her ear, that wicked smirk still over your lips as you gently dot kisses up her cheek. You whisper to her finally.
“Then my dear, let me be the one to release it…”You come back to her lips, kissing her lightly at first, apprehensively as if she was testing you before. But you meet her lips again fully, kissing her passionately, your hand twined in her short hair as you do so. You hadn’t even realized how much tension had built up, but you were just as eager to release it as she was, if not more. Your gentlemanly persona wouldn’t let you take her like an animal, your kisses were strong, but sincere. They were the reddest blackdom kisses ever. You nip at her lip playfully, and you feel a blush rise in your cheeks.
You return the kisses eagerly, arms snaking up around his neck slightly. The heat that had been building up in your cheeks spilled out past your lips as you traced your tongue along his bottom lip before biting back, slightly harder. Dragging a hand back to the front, you caress his cheek, lightly tracing your nails along his face.
Breaking back, your hand remains on his face, yours still directly in front of his. Your breath was heavy, ghosting along his lips. “The couch is wonderful, don’t get me wrong,” You lean forward, kissing him hard, head tilted to the side. Your hand trails down his cheek, the curve of his neck, and finally winds itself in the fabric of his shirt. “But I think it isn’t a such a good place for…what activity we are about to partake in, hm?”
Unable to resist, you dart in to press several hungry kisses along Eridan’s jawline, a smile leaking through into a slight curve of your lips.
You feel her lips against yours repeatedly, returning every kiss with a fervour like no other. You can’t help but let out a low moan as she bit your lip back, your eyes ablaze as you meet hers again, your breath heavy as well. You hear her question, kissing her back and smirking yourself. You nod in agreement, before kissing her lips once more, before your lips trail down over her cheek and over her neck, the kisses becoming more like lovebites as you nip and kiss and bite at her. You finally pull back, running a hand through your hair as you meet her eyes, staying ever so close to her.
“Of course, my personal chamber would me much more suited to this…”
Your head was beginning to fog over as she kissed your jawline and you truly wanted her more and more. You swept her up into your arms, planting a deep kiss on her lips as you do so. Your tongue playfully rolling around hers as you hold her close to you, walking swiftly and effortlessly to your room upstairs, last door down the hall in mere seconds. The door slides upwards after an electronic sound and it reveals an extremely large four poster bed. You carry her inside and set her on the bed, kissing her passionately once more.
“Is this more suited to your liking?”
[I feel like Eridan would go to a club exclusively for bad guys, and get along with them all.]
Deep Sea Scarf: doomedtherapist: “Very well, my good sir. I suppose I will have to…
“Very well, my good sir. I suppose I will have to take your word for it, which makes you a very lucky man indeed. But, as you have eloquently put with your flattery, perhaps you already have gotten lucky?” You laugh slightly.
At the moment, you, actually, feel as if you…
You turn your face towards him, eyes still coyly directed to the side. “I’m sure you know, by now, that that is not within my intentions,” Your eyes slide to him, and you smirk slightly. “Or yours, if I’m not mistaken. In fact, if I am still not mistaken, we made several thinly veiled hints leading up to this moment, and, well…”
You lean forward, eyes sliding shut, and brush your lips delicately over his. You remain there for a moment, mouth hovering over his, before you lean back. Innocently, you open your eyes wide. “I’m afraid I just can’t take the sexual tension anymore.”
You feel her turn towards you, and take in her posture, smiling as you watch her, missing the spark from your eyes meeting with hers. When they finally do you are lost in her words for a moment, not expecting her next move. You feel her move towards you, your own hands instinctively going around her waist, and lightly touching her back as you close your own eyes. Her lips brush ever so gently over yours and you feel a spark shoot through you. You can’t help but grin. You open your eyes, to lock with hers once more, your right hand raising to run through her hair as you now lean into her embrace. You come close to her ear, that wicked smirk still over your lips as you gently dot kisses up her cheek. You whisper to her finally.
“Then my dear, let me be the one to release it…”
You come back to her lips, kissing her lightly at first, apprehensively as if she was testing you before. But you meet her lips again fully, kissing her passionately, your hand twined in her short hair as you do so. You hadn’t even realized how much tension had built up, but you were just as eager to release it as she was, if not more. Your gentlemanly persona wouldn’t let you take her like an animal, your kisses were strong, but sincere. They were the reddest blackdom kisses ever. You nip at her lip playfully, and you feel a blush rise in your cheeks.
7ns:
Braid: like mario except time hates you and you never save the princess
Silent Hill 2 - you get letters from your dead wife and you go to some dumb ass resort town where you meet some abused girl, a little girl who is a piece of shit, a fat guy and some ho that looks like your wife. There is some weirdo with a triangle on his head that keeps showing up and also you killed your wife. good job.
YES
You’re a mailman and you decide whether some americans or italians get a building in a river
either you’re some green dwarf kid who has get masks to stop the moon from falling or you’re a robot boy who gets keys to go to greek heaven to fight more robots
you’re an otaku dumbass with a wannabe lightsaber and you try to get laid by killing a bunch of motherfuckers first
You’re this fucking idiot who goes around punching shit because he wants to fuck this ugly ass blue haired bitch who totally isn’t into him, you’re a liar and you end up cheating on this asian schoolgirl and you’re in a shitty band and you fight these seven evil douchenozzles
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That’s it, I’m having a contest-thing.
Reblog/Like this post only once.
ONLY ONCE.
That means one like, one reblog.
I’ll use a random number generator or something to determine who gets first, second and third place.
I have no money, so all of these prizes are all doddley/artsy things.
First place -
Full color, shaded arts of whatever you want.
Second -
Lineart, same deal.
Third -
Sketch, colored or uncolored, whatever you want.
Go nuts.
Or not, whichever.
casually posts this here.
I’m bored and… this is what happened.
There should be honks at the end.
Oh well :P
Just.
In case. You forgot this existed. And needed to cry.
Just in case.
I NEVER KNEW THIS EXISTED
there go my eyeballs
GO DFUCKING SDAMMIT
R.I.P ELIZA-FLEW INTO THE SUN AND NEVER RETURNED
THIS AGAIN
s o b s
Secretly pleased by this
(Source: tindeck.com)
