NOTICE:
Dallas has been moved from this blog to FUCKEDHORROR.
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So I’m gonna be making a multi. It’s gonna have all my kids on it, Dallas, Aaron, etc. I’m carrying over all threads and memes etc so just look for those. I’ll post the url when I’ve got it up!
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priv muse.
nsfw themes.
21+
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priv muse.
nsfw themes.
21+
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priv muse.
nsfw themes.
21+
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Dallas is squinting at everyone who uses axe body spray, him and his anti bacterial soap and Irish springs are judging from the sidelines.
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every time this man appears on my dash allie wants to jump into his arms. btw
The door closes behind him with a soft thud, and he can hear her before he even sees her. Blue eyes flickering to look at the archway just ahead, her lithe frame can be seen even in the dim foyer light. The light steps she puts on the tips of her toes only making him grin ear to ear as he tosses his keys onto the entry table. Tall frame turning to face her he crooks a finger at her, “ what are you waiting for? Cmere. “
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@draconisa
He’s so offended right now like, being a feral dog is a valid occupation in this economy
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*steeples fingers* I don’t think y’all believe me when I tell you Dallas is a thot.
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@walkeddeath threw a waffle at Dallas.
“ am I allowed to call you a slut for constantly throwing your waffle at me?” The question is genuine and curious, the tease behind it evident and the word void of any real meaning. After all with syrup slapped into his cheek and his stubble, it would be a bitch to clean and shave. “ I do think I’d like to have a word with whoever is giving you waffles to misuse.”
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Eyes hard. Hands on hips. She gives him a slow look, head to toe, before dragging it back up again. “Where the hell have you been?”
He’d never been more grateful for ditching the festival jacket he’d been thrust into earlier. The glitter freshly washed from his eyes and he’d managed to steal a shirt off someone, it was a size too small but hopefully she wouldn’t notice. Dallas clears his throat, a hand coming to rub at his jaw and throat before he raises a brow in Danys direction. “ Business, the awful sort. Boring and basic. I did bring you back a gift though, it’s in the hallway.” And he’s never been more grateful to his foresight abilities than now, but giving a softer smile he slides a little closer. “ I know I should have called, but you know I’m useless with keeping track and time. I’m sorry. “
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Also tiny psa: sorry if I’m not here, or slow getting messages or starters or replies. I had a death in the family so im on that boat right now, but I’ll be here and there and in the walls
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