No Because This Makes SO MUCH Sense

employees should be allowed to steal, actually

ignore my friends note 😭🙏

The phantom taste of blood is lingering in Chip's mouth.

It lingers like it isn't his own: like it's still pumping from somewhere freely. Just another gash in his cheek or split in his lip.

But the taste of copper settles on the back of his tongue and refuses to budge- it's the only thing he can taste, well it's what he gets a breath of every time he opens his mouth anyway.

The memory of his own heart sliding against his tongue and bumping the roof of his mouth is vivid, his tongue turns heavy with the weight of the blood congealed into his taste-buds.

He silently hopes that neither of his co-captains witness the way it sometimes makes him gag, choking on his death like he's trying to spit it back up again.

giggling and kicking my feet every time i remember "owls don't eat people, boys" arthur lester i am obsessed with you as a person

piecemeal

too much yaoi on my blog, I have to even it out... so here's jay slayin'

i told my friend the other day that i used to read senshi's dialogue in a scottish accent and they said that they sometimes picture chilchuck as irish. had to draw it