ask caesar

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(IM SORRY I HAD THIS ASK IN MY INBOX FOR AGES AND I TOTALLY FORGOT ABOUT IT??? SO HAVE THIS AS AN APOLOGY AAA IM SORRY ANON)

I got beans, greens, potatoes, tomatoes, lamb, ram, hogs, dogs, beans, greens, potatoes, tomatoes, beans, greens, potatoes, tomatoes, beans, greens, potatoes, tomatoes, chicken, turkey, rat YOU NAAAAAAME IT
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HAPPY VALENTINE!!!!

//It’s late, but Sanji was out cold XD Sorry for the long post and thank you so much for all the Valentine gifts and all the support for this blog!!!! We really really appreciate it!!! And I am sorry this post is very long maybe you probably got tired scrolling through the entire thing wwww :”) (Also the comic might looks so rushed and idk what iamevendoingeven-)

But I hope you enjoyed this Valentine special nonetheless! AND THANK YOU to EVERYONE who participated in #BLOODFORSANJI event I made!!! He is now up and things are going back to normal~

I didn’t expect this much of positivity from everyone so let me say that again… THANK YOU. For being there. For everything ^^

You know how Caesar keeps fuckin soap in his gloves for his attacks. Does this mean his hands constantly have that soapy “didn’t rinse my hands well enough” texture. Like he’s learned to live with that disgusting slimy hell feeling on his hands. How often does he get soap in his mouth. Do you think he’s gotten used to the taste so it doesn’t even affect him anymore?

Is holding his hand unpleasant and sticky? Like if you kiss him its actually not great because it tastes like soap but if you mention it he gets all flustered and angry about it.

symphoniclolita  asked:

Hmm hmm how about some of the cast of part 2 or 3.. as children on a playground?

(i cheated for the background but i hope you still like it)

someone needs to give these kids a lesson on playground safety

(original image)

primal-lord  asked:

To Joseph, what are you like when your smashed AKA drunk? Happy drunk, angry drunk, sad drunk or clumsy drunk?

CAE: “That’s the last thing we need, you making a bunch of goddamn stupid decisions and then blacking out. Che cazzo…

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“So, there’s a girl?” Caesar asked Finnick with an eyebrow raised. A large grin pulled itself onto Finnick’s face. “There is,” he answered. Many of the women in the audience cheered with joy, some hoped dearly it was them the boy with champagne blonde hair was talking about.

“Mind telling us more?” Caesar challenged playfully. “I’m not so sure she wants her name broadcasted on television for millions to see, but I can however tell you about her,” Finnick spoke.

“Go on,” Caesar urged him. “She’s beautiful, she has these beautiful eyes that sparkle like diamonds in the sun. She’s so incredibly intelligent and smart, and so easy to talk to. She’s just really perfect,” Finnick said.

“Well I hope that we can hear more of her sometime,” Caesar nodded, hopeful that Finnick bring his significant other into the spotlight. Finnick shrugged with a smile, “Maybe.”