The ‘yes or no’ game.
You can ask me anything and I’ll answer honestly, but only with yes and no.
Anonymous asked: do you have any of your friends you would like to pail?
i like howw i opened up the yes no game post to reblog
an then i got this question
like anon howw the fuck did you knoww i wwas goin to post that
are you a fuckin psychic
an if you are
wwhy are you askin me this
dont you already knoww the answwer
==> Go upstairs
==> You pet Eridan’s cheek, meeting his gaze before your eyes travel to his wound.
Come on.
==> You take his hand and pull him from the respite block and into the ablution chamber.
>Follow in the shadows, remaining completely hidden and giggle some more
two for the price of one kekekekekeke
my other would be simply devestated to lose you karkat
and if you are both here, that pretty little kid of yours must be too
kekekekekekeke~
==> IGNORE LOSE, IGNORE LOSE, IGNORE LOSE.
==> Pull your hand away from Karkat’s, though you still follow directly him because LEAVING KARKAT ALONE WITH LOSE IS NOT A WISE IDEA.
kar no im not fuckin kiddin
get out a here
==> You’re watching around with wide eyes, looking in every corner for where he could be.
please dont fight wwith me about this kar
not noww
>S!Karkat: Go to the transportalizer.
You stare after him and blink owlishly, trying to come up with something. You’re not used to people asking you, you’re used to them leading you around and taking what they want. You lick your lips, nervously and look anywhere but at him before clearing your throat.
“Ah…I know I-I’m disgusting but if y-you wanted to you could use me as a p-pail. Oh f-fuck that was filthy I-I’m sorry. Y-You should just beat me. I d-don’t deserve anything more.”
Stopping at the sound of ‘use me as a pail’, you scoff. “As if that’s any sorta fuckin’ way a’ thankin’ me.” You step closer to him, your shoes touching the edge of his legs. “You don’t think I could fuckin’ use any troll I wanted as a pail? Are you under the fuckin’ impression I’msome sort a’ landdweller who can’t get whatever they want?”
You pick up your shoe and place it on his crotch, resting some of your weight against it. You bend down, closer to him. “Who do you think you’re dealin’ with?” You growl at him, putting more and more pressure on him. Even if his bulge is retracted at the moment, it’s more the humiliation in the gesture than the actual pain that you’re going for. Besides, if nothing else, you just need to grind your heel down a little more and see if you can make him get all hot and bothered just by the friction of your shoe against his nook. even still through his clothes.
- al: fine be that way sassy
- vvoldemora: i wwill
- vvoldemora: wwatch me
- vvoldemora: ok you cant see it right noww but i just did that human thing wwhere you snap your fingers in a fuckin z shape for some odd reason
- vvoldemora: id do it in an e shape for ampora but that looks fuckin stupid
- vvoldemora: no wwait hold on ampora doesnt start wwith an e fuck i did that wwrong
