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paralianprince:

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(I’ve been wanting a Treasure Planet AU of some kind for FOREVER.)

YOU AS WELL

(//CLINGS TO

I don’t know, something just in that kind of universe would work perfectly. Though I could imagine Sea as a Jim Hawkins-type character if we were to do anything following the plot, actually. /) w(\!)





notenoughgoddamnwheat:

wegotkangarooshere:

notenoughgoddamnwheat liked your post:Rumor: You have chubby man titties

This’s your fault. You’re th’one that made th’anons think I was fat.

…You’re grounded. Forever.

{ SHE’S ABSOLUTELY DYING }

{ SHE MIGHT PASS OUT SHE’S LAUGHING SO HARD ONE SECOND }

{ Deep breaths, deep breaths. Find your sad place. A place were straight faces are real. }

I didn’t think they’d all latch on this fast oh ‘m God-

-Oh, he’s going to give her a minute to calm down. He’ll just stand there, arms crossed, foot tapping away as he waits for her laughter to die down. …Jett probably hasn’t glared at her like he is now in years.-


turkish-persuasion:

wegotkangarooshere:

Y’choked back’a laugh’r somethin’, I swear y’did. I heard’t.

But ignorin’ ‘em ain’t always so easy. ‘Specially if they know jus’ how ta’ push y’buttons.

I dunno what’cher talkin’ about.

-It was honestly a little hypocritical for Sadik to give advice on the matter, because he had a penchant for arguing with the anons and calling them names, but that really didn’t matter in his mind.-

It ain’t like ya really got a flabby chest’r anythin’, they’re just runnin’ their mouths for the hell of it. 

Don’t try ta’ deny’t, I heard you.

I know I don’t. M’chest ain’t flabby ‘cause m’pecs are nothin’ but muscle. …I blame m’sister.

-SIGH.-

As long as th’grey faces don’t ever bring’t up, ever ‘gain, I won’t have’a problem.


karsk-og-kofter:

wegotkangarooshere:

I’ll do’t. An’ I’ll drop some redbacks in y’hair an’ all y’clothes.

I don’t stop exercisin’, though. So there’s no wayfor’t ta’ ever be fat.

You’ve gotta find and catch me for that to happen. and I won’t hesitate to set everything in a mile radios on fire.
I find you a lovely and useful gift, and you thank me like this? Rude.

But what if? Better to be prepared. 

I’m’a real fast runner, mate. An’ I’d be able ta’ find you, I swear’t.

There ain’t anythin’ lovely’r useful about’t, y’dick.

There’s no “what’f” ‘cause I’ll never need’t. Ever.


blauekornblume:

wegotkangarooshere:

sexy

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Black isn’t your color though

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…’Course’t ain’t.

I’d look much better in blue’r red.


lagelanden:

wegotkangarooshere:

lagelanden:

wegotkangarooshere:

SHUT UP, WILLEM.

I didn’t even say anything. Is it such a touchy subject?

-HUFF.-

…’Course not. Why would’t be’a touchy subject? It ain’t’a touchy subject, not’t all.

-Crosses arms LIKE A BIG POUTY BABY.-

*Hiding his laugh proves to be very, very hard. But he manages. Almost.*

I can see that. You’re brushing it off as if it’s nothing. Come on. Don’t be upset by such a minor thing.

-Willem, you are so not getting any birthday drinks with Jett now. You blew it, man.-

I am. I’m not lettin’ it get ta’ me, obviously. Why would I let somethin’ like that get ta’ me? That’d be stupid.

I’m not upset.