It’s TMI Tuesday. You could literally be asking me anything. And you’re just staring at your dash.

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[[oops, guess who’s still alive.

Surprise.]]

akashinigami:

William T. Spears by ~CocaineJia

knockknoxronald:

“Those who don’t know the importance of glasses to Shinigami… should get a pay cut!”

grellthebloodredreaper:

“Ahn, so cold, Will darling. Is it a crime to come see you? ~<3” Grell sighed dreamily, leaning against the other reaper.

“Occasionally, I wonder if it should be - as far as you are concerned.” He shifted slightly, attempting to unbalance the other.

(Source: cynicalsupervisor)

mischievous-shinigami:

cynicalsupervisor replied to your post: If you could physically suck your own dick, would you?

((the tags omg))

[[LOOOOOOL. IT’S TRUE THOUGH. MY REACTION EVERY TIME RONALD TALKS ABOUT ANYTHING EVER:

SOMEBODY PUT A DECENCY FILTER ON THAT BOY JFC XDD]]

((I’m sure he would find a way around that XD

I think I laughed too hard at the crossed out line on that answer there though ))

the-little-dot-lady:

“Good evening, and hello there, Sir.”

He adjusted his glasses with one gloved hand. “Salutations.”

(Source: cynicalsupervisor)

ronnieknoxville:

cynicalsupervisor:

William mirrored the action. “In that case….that’s a nice shirt, can I talk you out of it?” He slurred slightly, tugging at the offending fabric with one gloved hand.

The dark haired reaper did not wait for any confirmation or sound from the blond once he finished his sentence. He simply started to remove his jacket for him. Rather ungraciously, it was pulled roughly off and tossed aside without much regard for where it might land.

Ronald chuckled and shrugged out of the jacket, in an attempt to help hurry along removing the article of clothing. “Ya sure are eager, ain’t’cha, boss?” he teased, “But aye, I’m sure ya can.”

The blonde then set to work removing William’s own jacket, a fox-like grin spreading across his face as he did so. He had a feeling that he might regret this when William wasn’t drunk, but to hell if he cared, currently. He was far too keen on the idea of going through with this.

“Hnn.” The only response offered was the short sound for a moment as William fumbled slightly with the younger’s tie, although he was forced to temporarily abandon his endeavor in favour of removing his own jacket. His gloved hands found the tie again, seeking blindly for the silky fabric as he attempted to remove it in the middle of a kiss he initiated.

brokenly:

no matter how many followers i get i swear nobody actually read my posts

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