I love organic ships.
I love it when a relationship builds over months and takes both players completely by surprise.
I love it when there’s a spark and you know instantly that your characters are supposed to be in each other’s lives.
I love how many different combinations of random…
Send ‘SPIT IT OUT!’ and I’ll randomly generate a number. Whatever number it is, my muse will blurt it out to you!
“You have two seconds before I toss you out on your ass.”
Jack raised an eyebrow at the other male (or were there three of him?) frowning down at him as he hiccuped and slurred helplessly against the bar, stumbling and catching himself on the counter before flashing him a dizzy grin, pale face flushed pink. “Now why wouldja do that?” He mumbled, blinking owlishly at him, the alcohol sloshing in a warning sign around in his empty stomach. “We’re having such a good time…”
Thin lips had drawn into a sharp frown of disapproval the moment the man opposite of him was relentless in his choice of remaining in his bar. Now, none of this was necessary at all. But obviously such reason was at a loss in the male’s hazy head as he seemed to even have trouble standing. “Sir—” Jackson started, leaning over the bar carefully to make certain the drunkard had his footing before he continued, “As I had said before: you’re cut off tonight. If you keep insisting a drink, I’m throwing your ass out.”
It’s not your eyes
It’s not what you say
It’s not your
That gives you aщaу
You’re just ｌｏｎｅｌｙ
You’ve been ｌｏｎｅｌｙ, too long
[[Sudden need to draw modern Hiccup in Spiderman Briefs because yes. ]]
[[And then I did. Because yes.
From the “nice undies” Meme prompt]]
[[ *screams loudly* HE’S SO CUTE IN THOSE AND I WANT HIS BOXERS OASUGFHAOGUIAWEHG. OMFG THIS IS ADORABLE. *SCREAMS AGAIN* ]]