Moo: I Hope They Think I’m Cool. Vanoss: Who? Moo: [Points To The Cats Across The Street]

All I think about is this woman some days and the weird men she decided to keep as company. Mostly the good weird there's one that is just weird weird

I can feel my heart rate dropping and my pacemaker working this shit sucks!

Uwu

HAPPY VALENTIMES DAY!!!

pissing each other off as foreplay

terroriser: Not to brag, but I think me and vanoss are pretty cute together

smitty: Oh yeah? kryoz and I just baked cookies and it was so god damn cute I almost cried, try to top that robo boy

terroriser: Okay, pretty cute, but after we spent the day doing stuff together vanoss put on my hoodie and we fell asleep on the couch while watching a movie

smitty: Oh baby I can be here all night

terroriser: Bring it on then, milk bag

panda: I ate six sandwiches in like four minutes and now I cant move.

vanoss: I can offer mouth to mouth.

panda: Don’t you dare extract any of my sandwiches.

All I think about when I see these pictures of Aurelio voltaire is @actuallycassidyiambusy demon buggy aus mihawk

panda: How drunk was I last night?

vanoss: You forgot what milk was and called it cereal water.

God, I'm such a loser.

smii7y centric fanfiction

ship : none

rating : teen and up

warnings : major character death

based off of : Loser - Dude, My Dude

chapters : 1/1

word count : 1.2k

summary :

God, Jaren feels like a loser. Such a fucking loser.

He's walking home in the cold after his friends ditched him at a fair, in weather that is way too below freezing.

Surely he's gotten hypothermia by now.