[Semi-Selective Jean Kirstein RP Blog]
To s a c r i f i c e one's self never made sense to me.
'Cause life is really the only and last gift we've all r e c e i v e d.
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Sorry, I can’t hear you over how awesome I am. There’s no room for you here, Mal, you can’t sit with me.
Jams to Simply The Best
Adkhgks?? Thanks a lot, omg. He’s really just a sassy little pissbaby, but I have a lot of fun with him hhyeAH. Don’t be intimidated though, I’m a dweeb. Like I wish I was joking, I’m really not. BUT HELLS YEAH MY RP PARTNERS ARE PERFECTION, AREN’T THEY? *THROWS CONFETTI IN THEIR FACES*
Day 3 - First Time (30 Days OTP Challenge NSFW!!! Version)
Okay, this one took me forever to conceptualize since portraying ‘the first time’ is really an idea (versus, say, just figuring out the physics of a sex swing :3) so I tried to do it more like a comic, but it ended up looking like a sketch dump ;_; Anyhoo, Mikasa calling the shots again, Jeanbo at her service…
Continuation of this challenge
Previous: Day 1 - Cuddles | Day 6 - Clothes Getting Off | Day 8 - Skype | Day 9 - Against a Wall | Day 14 - 69 | Day 16 - In a Public Place | Day 18 - Lazy Morning Sex | Day 21 - Shower Sex | Day 25 - With Toys | Day 27 - Rough
"Shit Jean, it isn’t that hard to accept your problem. I didn’t pick it. I just don’t like people looking at me." That name doesn’t even make sense, Pants.
“‘S a good thing people don’t like lookin’ at ya then, ain’t it? Gross." You don’t make sense, what right do you have to say that?!
[To: anoitos::] thank youuu
[To: anoitos::] i know i didn’t give you much choice but still
[To: anoitos::] thank you <3
[To: anoitos::] looks better on me anyways
[To: anoitos::] yes get chocolate aND HURRY UP
[ Sent | Vixen :: ill b the judge of that ]
[ Sent | Vixen :: ill probably wholeheartedly agree but i wanna b the judge anyways ]
[ Sent | Vixen :: and wOMAN im goin as fast as i can ok ]
[ 9:10 pm ] well did u?
[ 9:10 pm ] and yes they work just fine
[ 9:11 pm ] you should give it a try sometime
[ Sent | Jägerbombastic :: why do u care? ]
[ Sent | Jägerbombastic :: better yet why is that ur business? ]
[ Sent | Jägerbombastic :: and im tryin but this jerk aint havin it ]
"I told you, I hate your parking lot. Not enough spaces." But he had found one in the corner; thankfully his car was small enough to fit in it. Entering the small, but pleasantly quiet apartment, Marco sets the drinks on the nearby coffee table and sits down on the couch to dig out his own fries and burger. He had gotten Jean the same thing he ordered-a Big Mac meal.
"They were having a special on milkshakes after midnight, so I got you one. You prefer chocolate or vanilla?" Because Marco likes both, so Jean can have first pick. "I wish." Came his answer in response to the other’s question. "Just…never get a roommate. Especially not one that stays up all night being…extremely loud.” No need to go into details there.
"—so. What’s this big emergency?"
"Chocolate, o’ course," Jean said, already sniffing out which the desired shake and bringing the straw to his lips. Padding behind the couch, searching, the blond half-listened to Marco’s, albeit brief, but on-point complaint. Well that explains why he’s awake. "Don’t think I’d have that problem," he makes a vague gesture, "I am that roommate, so. Heh, the ol’ lady on the floor above, right? She’s got this broom, I swear.” Jean’s far too active for someone who has work in about six hours time and has had zero sleep. He makes a knocking noise in hollowed cheeks before he finds what he’s looking for, the television remote.
Swinging back around, wearing a grin that just screams 'you're gonna hate me so much', he very casually flicked on the TV. On the screen was the main menu for his most recent arch nemesis, ‘Splosion Man, an Xbox game he has recently purchased. Something of a fanatic, the blond is among many games during his day, and in the early hours of the night, even. "I completed it on Solo." He says, proud and also a bit shameless.
"Now I gotta do it Multiplayer."
"Are we gonna ignore the fact that you started it? You reap what you sow,” I guess that’s lucky me, Jean-bo.
"H-How did I start this? You picked a fight, I wasn’t lookin’ at you. Not ‘til you said not to…Fuck sake." Burn in Hell where you belong, Ymoose.
[To: anoitos::] fine
[To: anoitos::] it’s yours
[To: anoitos::] but i’m wearing it from now ‘til forever
[To: anoitos::] also instead of puns look both ways before crossing the road
[ Sent | Vixen :: excuse me princess thts not gna... ]
[ Sent | Vixen :: yknow what. fine. keep the friggin thing w/e ]
[ Sent | Vixen :: n shut up i can cross a road jus fine ]
[ Sent | Vixen :: ............chocolate? ]
[ 9:03 pm ] dork
[ 9:05 pm ] if this is how you bootycall Im not surprised you havent gotten laid in a while
[ Sent | Jägerbombastic :: tbh i dnt 'booty call' bcuz rly. does that ever work. i dk why that would work ]
[ Sent | Jägerbombastic :: and how do u kno i didnt make the sexy w/ sum babe last night huh? u watchin my every move now? ]
[ Sent | Jägerbombastic :: nerd ]