What would you do if a woman attempted to flashed her boobs at you?
…. there a reason you’re asking me this ?
A reindeer stands in your path. It will not let you through. What do you do?
spike decides to engage in a stare-down with the reindeer. he rolls for dexterity and gets a 20. they engage in a stare-down for 5 hours straight without either one moving.
*hold up an banana to you* "all right spike if you don't want to get hurt you give me anything in your pocket see!!"
Can I just say that you're awesome, that you're loved and valued, and I'm glad you surround yourself in the company of good people that only want you to be better everyday. <3 MUCH LOVE
AJKLGASGHASLGKHA OH MY GOSHH ??? who is capable of delivering Such Sweetness? thank you !!
do you mind being warned about problematic people? I won't say anything if you'd prefer that
i don’t mind ! though i won’t be publicly answering it if it’s sent anonymously ! if you wanna come off anon to say, it will not be made public, either.
Faye Valentine voice: "Better question; Have you ever read a book?"
random ask.
he doesn’t have to answer, doesn’t owe her anything. some of the read and re-read books on the ship, though few, have bent pages and worn spines enough to tell they had been handled somehow. he remains laying on the couch, face unaffected, as if she has not spoken at all.
“ you’d be surprised. “
we haven't spoken or written together in AGES but i just want u to know i love and appreciate u and i miss u with all my little gay heart
this is late n really 2 months old but i think ? i had a feel who this is…. and i love you and your gay heart wtf… i’ll embrace u even if it’s been half a year to five years of no chattin like u can always hit me up whenever. ♡
so this is none of my business but are you and vasilyevna like,,, dating?
THIS IS LATE … but no.
Angels that are cast out of heaven have no choice but to become devils.. isn't that right, Spike?
random ask.
the weight of all things once holy is stripped of its essence, left to lay here in the graveyard of mortals whose own death is existence. the two faces occupying the space between pews lost their halos and wings a long time ago, to a past neither longs to remember. for their own reasons.
vicious’ words that were once cooled with camaraderie lost its soul of a man owed redemption ( perhaps he never had a soul to begin with, perhaps they were all just blind ) and remain empty when they leave his mouth. he is calm but so is spike - maybe this time will finally be the last, and the incessant voices of memories that haunt him will silence forever. put to graves like his namesake among the syndicate three years ago.
“ i’m just watching a bad dream i never wake up from. “ a string of words that masks itself as cold acceptance, hand obscured by his jacket but clasped into the handle of his gun.