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“I'm great. Super great."
Neil wiped at his face. He'd been laughing so hard that he'd cried, and now he was shaking. "So, uh, is this the part where I die, pass out, or what?"
"Or put on different shoes," the dog whispered loudly.
"Hey, fuck you, zombie Clifford," Neil grumbled.
"They're Crocs, and they're comfortable."
"The holes must be where all your sense of shame drains out.”
― Werewolves Hate Clogs
Neil wiped at his face. He'd been laughing so hard that he'd cried, and now he was shaking. "So, uh, is this the part where I die, pass out, or what?"
"Or put on different shoes," the dog whispered loudly.
"Hey, fuck you, zombie Clifford," Neil grumbled.
"They're Crocs, and they're comfortable."
"The holes must be where all your sense of shame drains out.”
― Werewolves Hate Clogs
“So you're not upset about the fact that I was...tracking you?"
He flashed his dimple at me. "Think we can call a spade a spade. You were stalking me."
I grunted, not agreeing but not denying it either.
"But no." Matty smiled shyly, toying with a button on my shirt. My cock twitched as his fingertip grazed my skin. "I'm not upset about that. Actually, I think it's quite...flattering. Like maybe you were thinking of me as much as I was thinking of you."
Fuck. I was on dangerous ground here. "You shouldn't look at it that way. It's toxic, red flag behaviour."
His teeth sank into his lower lip as he looked up at me from under his lashes.
"Did I ever tell you I'm colour blind?”
― Justice
He flashed his dimple at me. "Think we can call a spade a spade. You were stalking me."
I grunted, not agreeing but not denying it either.
"But no." Matty smiled shyly, toying with a button on my shirt. My cock twitched as his fingertip grazed my skin. "I'm not upset about that. Actually, I think it's quite...flattering. Like maybe you were thinking of me as much as I was thinking of you."
Fuck. I was on dangerous ground here. "You shouldn't look at it that way. It's toxic, red flag behaviour."
His teeth sank into his lower lip as he looked up at me from under his lashes.
"Did I ever tell you I'm colour blind?”
― Justice
“A hand settled on her shoulder. "It's so easy to convince mortals that what they've seen is false. They'd rather ignore the impossible than rethink their understanding of reality. Isn't that true, Cora dear?”
― The Contortionist
― The Contortionist
“I glanced at what Dagon was holding and sighed.
"Really? You ripped out his spine?"
Dagon looked down at it like he'd forgotten he was holding it before throwing it behind him. His eyes were returning to normal, the temperature lowering as he got his demon under control. "Well, he was being spineless, so I figured it was an apt way for him to die.”
― Luck of the Devil
"Really? You ripped out his spine?"
Dagon looked down at it like he'd forgotten he was holding it before throwing it behind him. His eyes were returning to normal, the temperature lowering as he got his demon under control. "Well, he was being spineless, so I figured it was an apt way for him to die.”
― Luck of the Devil
“Until Glenn comes for you, you're are warded into this room with only a bed and the occasional tray of food." That was probably meant to sound terrible, but compared to the last few months? Man-Shik had just described heaven. Ross gave him a brilliant smile. "Oh my god - meals, sleep, and silence?" Man-Shik glared at him, a visible tic at the corner of his mouth.
"I mean...oh nooo....”
― The Tribulations of Ross Young, Supernat PA: Additional Incident LARPing
"I mean...oh nooo....”
― The Tribulations of Ross Young, Supernat PA: Additional Incident LARPing
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