anonymous asked:

How sad it is that everybody gets laid except for you.

With the risk of sounding like Droog. A man never kiss and tell , my sunglasses friend. I never told you what i was doing  with my time back in italy~.

OOC: SORRY I DON’T KNOW HOW TO RP SMUT Q_Q. So it’s hard for me to push deuce to get some. But im sure he would be far more popular with people than fin is ahahaha. 

Ah yes Voltron, that show about cats. I took a buzzfeed “which cat breed r u” personality quiz 5 times, once as every character, and these are the resulting cats! Except Shiro got the same cat as Hunk so I just gave him the Token Pure White Cat haha. Hunk = squitten, Lance = siamese, Pidge = calico, Keith = maine coon.


h/l fic rec: The Dead of July by whimsicule

“Your name is Louis William Tomlinson, and you were born in Brooklyn, not far from here.” 

“Why do you know me?” His tone is still biting and harsh, but his gaze is beginning to shift, starting to reveal an underlying desperation and omnipresent confusion. “How?” 

“You’re my best friend,” Harry says, trying to press his head further into the pillows to lessen the pressure on his throat. “We grew up together. We’ve known each other our entire lives.” 

or: Harry is Captain America, and Louis’ been dead for 70 years.