How to make others mad at youToday was a good day, the Legion thought to himself.But why wouldn’t it be? His descendant was spending time with him, in his work place no less! Kent was sure he’d be able to train his apprentice in the ways of fine cuisine making if given the time of day.Though, he did have some reservations about the slop they were making.It wasn’t the usual slop which one could easily swallow down their gullet. There was some chewing involved, jaw motions in grinding the hard bread into smaller pieces before gulping it down.“It’s a modern recipe.” That’s what his son had said. But...was not the filling the
Welcoming GiftIt was quite the neighbourly thing to do, Gawain felt, to visit his neighbours as soon as he was settled in. Well, to be sure, he wanted to visit only one neighbour. The only one he had some reason to know and/or be kind to by some sort of societal expectation default. The Gyarados was not particularly eager to meet Anthony, but he had been reminded by that annoying ex-comrade in arms of his to do so and such that he found himself at the house of C8.(After the hundredth and sixty seventh questioning of the event, Gawain wondered why the idiot thought he and the Ninetales were friends. Then again, Kyle was as bone-headed as idiots came.)Kn
She didnt know”You can run, but you can’t hide.””Harold. Harold. Haaaaaarold.”I’ll find you boy, I’ll find you soon enough and when I do: YOU’LL be sorry ‘bout it!Haaaaaarold. Haaaaaroooooooold. Harold. Harold. HAROLD.there you are.Not so strong now are you, BOY?I’m gonna show you jus’ how much yer mama loved ya.She named you HAROLD.He gasped for breath, clutching at his ears as his eyes focused in the dim light. He felt hot. Way too hot. He needed ice. Ice everywhere. An ice bath. Maybe a trip to the Artic. It was too fucking hot. Everywhere. It burned.He screamed, flinchi
Sometimes.Sometimes I feel Him slip away.Sometimes I hold on too tight.Sometimes my world feels out of controland for a moment, when my face is pressed up against His skineverything is alright.Sometimes I need Him so badly.Sometimes He comes and finds me,though not very oftenSometimes I wonderwhat life would have been if it had turned out different,and it was just us.Sometimes I feel like calling Him on the phone.Sometimes I can’t believe I do this to myself,the torments of emotions.Life everchangingnever endingalways bleedingdarkness gainingheart achingand yetI would not have had it any other way.The black Wolffeastin
After an EncounterBurning thighs and hungry lipsMaster's touch give me pleasure, give me painYour slut has opened her legsYour pet begs with paws and tailYour slave has her collar in hand, waiting patiently at the doorOh Master Your little dear places her head in Your lapi am Yours so treasure me wellno one but you carries this gift i givemy eyes grow tired, perhaps it is time for bedthe clock has struck one, my soreness gives me smileslet us play again tomorrow Masteri'll try to stay good until then.
One of us has dawned on a ship headed westIn a land far acrossthere's a time when you were crossmy hope and dreams futleto anything you could imagineI wait on the daywhen we could be friends againbut until then I dreamof a dark lord's ring,and a duo that were true.
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